Chapter 140 Battle with Li Yinfeng (please subscribe)
After calming down a little, Zhou Ling carefully felt the changes in the blood in his body.
With the improvement of the [Fire Sun Moving Blood] talent, the blood essence in his body has been smelted into Fierce Sun Essence and Blood.
Every drop of blood essence contains powerful blood energy, which is more than ten times that of ordinary blood essence.
“Use the blood energy as a guide, use the Dayang Fist to temper the body, and condense the power of the blazing sun.”
"One hundred drops of Lieyang essence and blood can condense the power of Lieyang, ten thousand drops of Qingyang's power, one hundred thousand drops can condense the power of Golden Yang,...and Longyang and Shenyang!"
< br>"The power of the blazing sun is already comparable to the magic power of the foundation-building monks, the Qingyang is the golden elixir, and the golden sun is comparable to the Nascent Soul."
Zhou Ling thought about the "Three Yang Jue" , murmured.
In other words, I am now fully exerting the blood energy in my body, which is enough to condense an attack power that is no less than that of the second-level initial physical training.
Of course, such stimulation must consume a huge amount of money.
In the future, it can only be used as a trump card to save lives.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that the blazing sun essence and blood in his body was releasing a hot halo, tempering his body.
Even though he is not in a state of cultivation now, he still feels that his blood energy is improving gradually.
At this time, Zhou Ling felt the blazing sun essence and blood condensed in his body, like a small scorching sun, shining with dazzling light.
While nourishing the physical body, it put him in a mysterious feeling, giving him a brand new understanding of Dayang Fist.
Half an hour later, this mysterious aura gradually dissipated.
But he could clearly feel that his current physique was obviously different.
My understanding of Dayang Fist has increased a bit.
After a long time of burning incense, Zhou Ling calmed down his excitement.
With his current level of vitality, he is confident of winning even if he faces Li Mu.
"However, Li Yinfeng's blood spirit root has some weird talents, which is difficult to deal with!"
Thinking of the [Illusion Simulation] situation just now, Zhou Ling couldn't help but frown slightly.
Then, he thought about the hints from [Intermediate Observation] and [Intermediate Analysis] that appeared in [Illusion Simulation] just now.
After all, the war situation was urgent at the time, so he didn't pay careful attention. He just heard the prompt and didn't check it.
“Break the law with force!”
As [Intermediate Analysis] emerged, Zhou Ling couldn't help but frown.
According to the situation in [Illusion Simulation] just now, my original blood energy power was still unable to break through the suppression of the opponent's blood energy, so I was swallowed up.
But now that the power of the blazing sun is condensed, the situation is completely different.
"The power of the blazing sun should be enough to suppress the opponent's blood spirit root blessing!"
Zhou Ling thought to himself.
However, this moment consumed a huge amount of his soul, so he didn't think about it any more, and then started running the "Qing Hui Soul Cultivation Technique" to restore his consciousness.
After all, the Hundred Sword Formation is now also his trump card.
If Dayang Fist cannot deal with Li Yinfeng, then use the Hundred Sword Formation directly. No matter what, Li Yinfeng will not be able to enter the Six Avenues Courtyard.
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Early the next morning, Zhou Ling and his family arrived at Lingxia Sect Square.
A red sun rises slowly in the sky, the cool summer breeze blows, and the abundant spiritual energy of Lingxia Sect makes people feel refreshed.
After a while, Zhou Ling also saw Wang Xin’s mother and daughter and He Zijian’s brother and sister.
He Zijian brother and sister are full of energy. Obviously, the three games yesterday had no impact on them.
Zhou Ling said hello to their brothers and sisters, and then started chatting with Wang Xin.
Cang! clang! clang!
As the time came, the bell rang for the start of the competition.
"He Zijian vs. Song Wei, competition platform No. 1!"
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"Li Yinfeng vs. Zhou Ling, competition platform No. 6!"
As the sound sounded, Zhou Ling walked onto the No. 6 competition stage.
Li Yinfeng was already standing on the competition stage, looking at Zhou Ling with a cold look in his eyes.
“Boy, I never thought you would be here today.”
“I relied on He Zijian to support you last time. In this competition, I will definitely destroy you!”
Although he has good talent, the Li family's strength in Lingxia Fairy City is far inferior to that of the He family.
So he suffered a dumb loss last time, so he could only endure it.
Later, I wanted to find someone to deal with Zhou Ling, but I didn't expect that this son had become a Tiangong Guard.
This situation can only make him temporarily give up the idea of revenge.
After all, killing Tiangongwei is a capital crime.
But he has always cared about this matter, and from time to time he would look for opportunities to attack the winery secretly.
However, after making some inquiries, he found out that the winery still had the name He Zijian, so he could only ignore it.
But now, enemies are on a narrow road, and they actually let themselves meet Zhou Ling in a competition.
In this kind of competition, even if I kill Zhou Ling, as long as no one is killed, nothing will happen because I can't control it.
It’s a great time to take revenge!
So these days, he has been looking forward to meeting Zhou Ling in the competition.
Now I finally got what I wanted!
Zhou Ling glanced at Li Yinfeng, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and didn't say much.
Since the other party wants to destroy him, there is no need for him to hold back. Anyway, he has already passed the examination of Xuanyuan Taoist Academy.
Even if you don’t have this test result, it won’t have any impact on you.
"It's a pity that Zhou Ling met Li Yinfeng!"
At the judges' table, the six judges have already taken their seats. Professor Xiao touched his chin and said with a little pity.
"Yes, the blood spirit root has obvious advantages. If you have the right skills to practice, it is possible to enter the golden elixir or even the Nascent Soul in the future!"
The same is true for the ancient teachings of Tianxia Taoist Academy. He said with a slight smile.
"Although Zhou Ling has good actual combat experience, his cultivation level is too low after all. It is very difficult to defeat Li Yinfeng!"
"After all, Li Yinfeng was already underestimated. Now he is His strength is probably no less than that of the four seed players!”
Several judges discussed each other.
Deacon Qin also had a look of worry on his face.
As for the conflict between Zhou Ling and Li Yinfeng, he had heard from He Zijian.
"If Zhou Ling is in danger later, I still have to take action. Don't let him be hurt by Li Yinfeng!"
Deacon Qin thought to himself.
"The competition begins!"
As the judges' voices sounded.
On the stage, a cold light flashed in Li Yinfeng's eyes, and hatred surged up and down in his chest like a tide.
“Go to hell!”
With an angry shout, Li Yinfeng accelerated his feet, punched in his hand, and a bloody fist light vortex condensed.
Instantly bombarded towards Zhou Ling.
The bloody whirlpool roared, releasing a breathtaking aura.
“Black Evil Fist!”
Zhou Ling’s pupils condensed.
This punch is almost exactly the same as what he had in [Illusion Simulation] last night.
There is a devouring aura in the bloody vortex, which becomes more obvious as the distance gets closer.
With the experience of last night's challenge, Zhou Ling is not afraid.
As soon as he made a fist in his hand, a heat wave swept through his body, and he also condensed the Dayang Fist and bombarded his opponent.
“This kid is crazy, how can he use Dayang Fist to resist the Li family’s Black Evil Fist?”
“This Dayang Fist doesn’t look like the bad Dayang Fist. ! ”
"Hehe, this is interesting. It has just begun, and the two sides are fighting hand-to-hand like this!"
There was a lot of discussion among the people watching.
After all, now, only Zhou Ling, who is at the sixth level of Qi training, attracts more attention than several seed players like He Zijian.
"Hmph! Let me show you the power of the Black Evil Fist!"
Seeing Zhou Ling receiving the Black Evil Fist head-on, Li Yinfeng's eyes flashed with joy.
The blood poison contained in the fist light was just enough to destroy this boy!
The fist light suddenly burst out with blood, like a giant python opening its bloody mouth, with astonishing ferocious power.
He was extremely resentful towards Zhou Ling, so he used his trump card, the Black Evil Fist.
And accompanied by the unique blood-devouring power of his blood spirit roots, it can greatly suppress the opponent's attacks!
“Dayang Fist!”
Zhou Ling quickly activated ten drops of Lieyang essence and blood in his body and punched out.
In an instant, a fierce fist light condensed like a small sun.
Then bombarded out.
Two fists hit the air and violently bombarded each other
“Boom!”
Where the two of them fought, a vortex of explosive fist power formed.
During the violent roar of the vortex, deep scratches were scratched out of the glazed jade on the competition platform.
After a brief stalemate, the two figures separated.
Li Yinfeng's expression changed slightly. He originally thought that even if this punch could not knock Zhou Ling away, it would at least inflict blood poison on him.
But Zhou Ling seemed to be unharmed, but he himself was so shocked by the power of Dayang Fist that his whole body ached, and he retreated to the edge of the competition platform before he stabilized his body.
On the other hand, Zhou Ling only retreated about a foot and then stabilized, his breathing was stable, and he was obviously not affected.
“How is that possible!”
Li Yinfeng’s expression changed slightly and he exclaimed unconsciously.
In this punch, he used almost 80% of his blood power, and with the help of the characteristics of the blood root, he was unable to cause any harm to Zhou Ling.
You must know that this punch of yours is no less than a magical attack from the ninth level of Qi training!
"How can this little guy Zhou Ling practice Dayang Fist to such an extent at such a young age?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Jiaoxi's eyes, and he said in surprise.
"I'm afraid this is the perfect Dayang Fist. It's already a good trump card in the Qi training realm."
Hu Jiaoxi said with a satisfied look on his face.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ling not only has a good talent in inscriptions, but also has this talent in combat.
Several other judges also looked surprised. The power of Li Yinfeng's Black Evil Fist just now was scary enough.
But he was defeated directly by Zhou Ling without any tricks.
You know, Zhou Ling’s cultivation level is two steps lower than Li Yinfeng’s.
(End of this chapter)