"I am promoted to the second level of martial arts. Among the same children as the Zhao clan, I am at least not the one in the bottom. I am qualified to participate in the 'family martial arts meeting'."

Zhao Feng was excited for a long time and gradually calmed down.

Martial arts are divided into nine levels, and one level after another is difficult, and it is like a pyramid-like upward trend.

As we all know, the level 1 to 3 of martial arts is called "Light Refining Section", and the title is Martial Arts!

The martial artist mainly focuses on strengthening the body and strengthening the qi and blood, laying a solid foundation for the subsequent higher realm.

The body is the foundation of all practices, so the cultivation and consolidation of the power training stage will directly affect the subsequent realm.

Although martial artists are at the lowest level and can only be considered an entry-level martial arts, they cannot be underestimated when they reach the peak of the third level. They have at least seven or eight hundred kilograms of strength; while some of them are born with good physical fitness and have thousands of kilograms of strength, and can tear tigers and leopards and slash mountain bears with their hands.

Zhao Feng has now broken through the second level of martial arts, and has at least four or five hundred kilograms of strength, which is far beyond the scope of ordinary people. If he is combined with powerful martial arts, more than a dozen ordinary people will not be able to get close to him.

"If I can be promoted to the third level of martial arts, have seven or eight hundred kilograms of strength, and my strength will be at least doubled."

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

Of course, what he really longed for and yearned for was a true warrior above the fourth level of martial arts.

The 4th to 6th level of martial arts, called "Qi Suan", is called a warrior, a real warrior!

Entering this realm, the warrior not only has a significant improvement in physical fitness, strength, qi and blood, but also can strengthen the internal organs, comprehend the "internal strength of martial arts", and transcend the scope of simple physical attacks. His strength will produce a qualitative leap, and he has various incredible abilities.

Once you become a true warrior, you will truly break away from the ordinary and become the best.

As early as in Qingye Town, Zhao Feng was determined to become a real warrior and join the Zhao family, making this wish closer.

...

After being promoted to the second level of martial arts, Zhao Feng immediately told his parents about the news.

The second level of martial arts?

The father Zhao Tianyang and his mother Zhao were full of surprise and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Feng was able to break through the second level of martial arts at this age without using much external force, which shows that his talent is better than that of ordinary people.

"Next, you have to make every effort to prepare for the 'family martial arts association' in two months. You don't need to get a good ranking, just don't be too embarrassed."

Zhao Tianyang showed a pleasant smile.

Zhao was also relieved and relieved.

They were basically satisfied with Zhao Feng’s ability to reach this point and did not have too high expectations.

However, Zhao Feng’s goal in his heart is not limited to this. He is determined to become a real warrior and even reach the peak of martial arts.

"I will be promoted to the second level of martial arts. My status in the clan has been improved to a certain extent and I am qualified to enter the first level of the 'Xuanwu Pavilion'."

There are many martial arts and practice scriptures in the "Xuanwu Pavilion" in the clan.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng immediately went to "Xuanwu Pavilion".

"Brother Feng!"

A while ago, a slightly surprised girl's voice came.

The girl's voice was filled with a hint of tenderness and a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Zhao Feng's body stiffened slightly.

From his side, a man and a woman came, not very old.

One of the young men in purple had long sword eyebrows, straight body, and a sharp look in their eyes. His cultivation reached the peak of the third level of martial arts, which made the children of nearby families feel deeply stressed.

"He is the top three sons of the family, 'Zhao Yijian'!"

Many people around were exclaiming, with fear and fear on their faces.

Standing side by side with Zhao Yijian was a girl in snow robe, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old like Zhao Feng. She was born beautiful and beautiful, and she looked like a beauty.

"Snow Girl."

Zhao Feng looked at the girl in the snow robe, and unconsciously pursed a hint of irony at the corner of his mouth.

The girl in front of me was "Zhao Xue" who joined him with him half a year ago.

In Qingye Town, Zhao Xue admired and admired him very much. Until she entered the Zhao family, she gradually became distant and became even more strange since then.

After Zhao Xue entered the Zhao family, with her natural beauty, she quickly climbed to Zhao Yijian, the top three sons in the outer layer of the family, and was promoted to the second level of martial arts half a month ago.

At this moment, Zhao Xue and Zhao Yijian whispered.

"Okay, but not too long."

Zhao Yijian nodded and turned his head to the side, not bothering to look at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Xue walked to Zhao Feng and stared at him at close range. His expression was a little complicated. He sighed quietly: "Brother Feng, you have finally broken through the second level of martial arts. But Xueer still advised you, don't be too willful and strong. When we reach the clan, we start at a low level and are destined to be difficult to catch up with those heavenly pets--"

"What the hell do you want to say?"

Zhao Feng interrupted her, his face slightly cold.

Zhao Xue showed a hint of anger on her face, and Yinya chewed slightly: "Brother Feng, Xueer finally advised you to surrender to Brother Jian. With his help, you can successfully integrate into the Zhao clan and avoid bumps..."

Suppose to him?

Zhao Feng immediately sneered. He had never surrendered to please anyone in his life.

Zhao Yijian is cold and arrogant by nature. Every time he sees Zhao Feng, he always looks at people with nostrils, looking extremely arrogant.

As soon as she saw Zhao Feng's expression, Zhao Xue immediately understood. After all, the two of them were almost childhood sweethearts, and she knew Zhao Feng very well.

Zhao Xue walked back to Zhao Yijian and whispered.

"Hmph! A waste who is ungrateful."

Zhao Yijian's cold voice came.

"waste?"

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows.

Perhaps seeing Zhao Feng's dissatisfaction, Zhao Yijian stopped and said arrogantly and coldly: "I heard that you are a genius in Qingye Town? But in the Zhao family, you are just a jumping clown! At the family martial arts meeting, I only need one move to make you defeat on the spot."

"It's just my wish, see you at the family martial arts meeting."

Zhao Feng sneered and turned around and walked towards the family Xuanwu Pavilion.

He doesn't want to show his verbal advantage.

Anyway, in two months, the family martial arts meeting will begin, and then we can speak with our strength.

Watching Zhao Feng leave, Zhao Xue's beautiful eyes flashed slightly.

At this moment, she felt a sense of strangeness from Zhao Feng, which was an indescribable intuition.

"He really respects himself."

Zhao Yijian sneered.

He didn't treat Zhao Feng as his opponent at all!

Outside the family, there are no less than fifty or sixty children who have been promoted to the third level of martial arts. He can rank third among these children. How can he be measured simply by his cultivation?

Zhao Xue sighed secretly, Zhao Feng was asking for trouble!

She knew very well that some excellent children of the third level of martial arts could not pass a sword in his hands.

...

After a while, Zhao Feng came to Xuanwu Pavilion, the important place among the clan.

Xuanwu Pavilion is an important place among the clans, and family elders are guarding each year.

"Children?"

In Xuanwu Pavilion, the white-robed elder looked at Zhao Feng's identity token and frowned slightly.

"Greetings to the elders."

Zhao Feng looked polite, he knew the strength of the elders in the clan.

Through the senses of the left eye, he sensed a mysterious and powerful force on the other party's body. It was a fiery red aura, which was born from flesh and blood, but was also free from the meridians of the body. It could even attack from the body at any time, hurt people from the air, and smashed iron with powder and gold.

Zhao Feng knew that the white-robed elder had already cultivated the "martial arts internal strength" to the realm of transformation, and could burst out the power of thunder. Even a hundred of himself could kill him in an instant.

Generally, only "martial arts" with a level 4 or above martial arts have internal strength.

Martial scholars like Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun are unlikely to have the internal strength of martial arts.

Zhao Feng bowed and said, "Elder, I want to enter the second floor of Xuanwu Pavilion."

"At the age of less than fourteen, it is quite average to be promoted to the second level of martial arts. However, before becoming an inner-level child, the treatment of the branch clan and the child of the original clan will be different from that of the Xuanwu Pavilion."

The white-robed elder said calmly.

Zhao Feng was a little stunned when he heard this, but when he thought of the new clan rules of the Zhao family, he immediately felt relieved.

"Please speak, elder."

Zhao Feng understood that he did not have the qualifications to bargain before he had absolute strength.

The white robe said with a expressionless face: "Children of the second level of martial arts can only enter the first floor of Xuanwu Pavilion. The first floor of Xuanwu Pavilion has many low-level martial arts, and a few intermediate martial arts. Children of the native clan can choose up to two intermediate martial arts or four low-level martial arts and take them out for practice, which will last for two months; while children of the branch clan can choose up to one intermediate martial arts or two low-level martial arts, which will last for one month."

After listening to the rules, Zhao Feng took a deep breath: "I understand."

The rules of Xuanwu Pavilion are very different from the treatment of children of the clan and the branch clan.

Regardless of the number of choices or the time of cultivation, the children of the branch clan are not as good as the children of the original clan, which is basically twice the gap.

"Okay! You can go in, it's half an hour."
Chapter completed!