Chapter 141: Destroying Li Yinfeng (please subscribe)
"Black Sea of Blood!"
Li Yinfeng suppressed the boiling blood in his body, shouted loudly, moved his feet, and quickly moved towards Zhou Ling Leap away.
At the same time, he punched Zhou Ling hard.
The next moment, a bloody fist light nearly half a foot condensed and formed instantly.
Black evil surged on the surface of the fist light, containing an aura of destruction and devouring.
With a violent surge of blood energy, a sheet of blood energy was condensed in the fist light, like a sea of blood, covering an area of several feet.
"Destroy!"
Li Yinfeng stared at Zhou Ling with cold eyes. The blood-colored fist light seemed to condense into the shadow of a bloody fist, like a rolling blood wave, the blood wave surged and swept forward. Boomed towards Zhou Ling.
As the blood sea atmosphere bombarded out, Li Yinfeng's face became paler and he stumbled slightly.
The Black Evil Fist is an extremely strong and powerful punch, and each punch consumes a lot of blood and energy in the body.
Furthermore, he also activated a vision attack condensed with blood spiritual roots. Although it was powerful, it was also extremely consuming.
After all, with his current level of cultivation, it is a bit reluctant to condense the blood sea atmosphere!
“Blood sea atmosphere!”
“Li Yinfeng is actually able to condense such a powerful attack!”
"This little guy Zhou Ling is in danger now!"
On the judges' bench, several judges looked at this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed slightly.
Deacon Qin looked solemn, staring intently at Zhou Ling's competition venue.
The power of Li Yinfeng's black evil fist is too powerful, and it is accompanied by the atmosphere of sea of blood. It even has an attack power close to that of a second-level body-refining monk.
With Zhou Ling’s strength, I’m afraid it will be difficult to take over.
His eyes flashed, and he was ready to take action at any time and stop the competition. After all, this punch was too powerful.
If Zhou Ling cannot take it, his life may be in danger.
"Ling'er, be careful!"
Looking at the situation on the field, Li Ru shouted with worry on his face.
Even through the light shield, she could feel the terror of this punch.
Zhou Shan also had a solemn look on his face, and his calloused palms were already stained with sweat.
"Sister Ru, don't worry!"
Wang Yu said from the side, "Brother Ling has strong blood and the power of Dayang Fist is not bad, so he won't be able to block this punch. ! "
She knew that Zhou Ling could control the Hundred Sword Formation and condense dozens of sword rays to attack.
At this moment, Zhou Ling has not activated the sword formation yet, and is obviously still able to do it with ease.
Hearing Wang Yu's words, Li Rucai breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, Li Wangyu is a foundation-building monk, so his gaze is naturally far superior to that of the couple.
Not far away, in the Li family rest area, Li Mu looked happy.
Of course, in his opinion, defeating a casual cultivator like Zhou Ling is a normal thing.
There is nothing to be happy about.
He is happy that Li Yinfeng's strength is now no less than that of the four seed players He Zijian.
I believe that entering the Sixth Avenue Courtyard is a certainty.
With Li Yinfeng’s blood spirit root qualifications, a great golden elixir monk will definitely appear in the Li family in the future.
Then there will be no need to fear the He family anymore!
He even hoped in his heart that Li Yinfeng would meet the He brothers and sisters when he entered the next round.
It would be very satisfying to eliminate one of them directly.
After all, the He family did not dare to have any complaints about this kind of assessment.
[You are observing the Black Evil Fist that condenses the atmosphere of the blood sea, Intermediate Observation +1]
[You are analyzing the Black Evil Fist that condenses the atmosphere of the Blood Sea, Intermediate Analysis +1]
As the shadow of the black evil fist appeared in the sea of consciousness, Zhou Ling's face darkened.
With the blessing of the blood sea atmosphere, this black evil fist not only has the power of devouring, but is also filled with powerful blood evil energy. Once inhaled, it will have a huge impact on one's own blood energy.
However, he is not afraid of the two spiritual flames in his body.
The blazing sun bloomed, Zhou Ling looked focused, instead of retreating, he advanced, and punched directly towards the bloody fist.
This is the second level of Dayang Fist, and it is also the first time he strikes it after condensing the power of the blazing sun.
“Since you don’t need the Five Elements Spiritual Flame, then go die!”
Li Yinfeng looked happy and arrogant.
“Why do I need Five Elements Spirit Flame to deal with you!”
Zhou Ling snorted coldly, with the hint of [Intermediate Analysis].
He knew that the best way to deal with this blood evil fist was to activate the spirit flames. After all, the spirit flames naturally suppressed the blood evil.
However, apart from the beast flames, the Qinglian Spirit Flame and the Five Elements Spirit Flame now have limited attack power, even if they can block this bloody fist.
It will not pose much of a threat to Li Yinfeng.
And his purpose is not just to defeat Li Yinfeng.
While he was speaking, the punch exploded with a dazzling ray of light, which bloomed rapidly and stopped expanding after reaching less than half a foot.
“Fall!”
At this moment, the Lieyang Fist and the Bloody Fist fiercely fought again in the air.
There was a thunderous roar.
Two fists with different auras fought fiercely.
The blood evil light and the blazing sun light alternately annihilated, making a rumbling sound.
With the help of the blood sea vision, the Blood Fiend Fist changed into various different appearances from time to time. Sometimes it looked like a ferocious and roaring blood python, and sometimes it looked like a flying blood tiger.
Every time the weather changes, a terrifying devouring force will appear, as if it will directly annihilate the rays of the Sun Fist.
Originally, with the power of the Dayang Fist, it was difficult to compete with the Blood Fiend Fist accompanied by the blood sea atmosphere.
But the Lie Yang essence and blood in Zhou Ling's body is equally fierce and domineering. The condensed power of the Lie Yang directly increases the power of Dayang Fist by a level. Although the blood energy has not yet condensed, it still has Enough to block the attack of the Blood Fiend Fist.
Seeing that the blood evil fist he inspired with the help of the blood spirit root was blocked by Zhou Ling like this.
Li Yinfeng's eyes flashed with disbelief.
This situation is simply unacceptable!
"Destroy it!"
Li Yinfeng's eyes flashed with blood, blood surged all over his body, and he punched hard again.
"Bang Bang!"
In an instant, the blood-fiend fist light doubled in size out of thin air, and the atmosphere of the blood sea also became extremely viscous, like a blood prison cage, moving towards Zhou Ling enveloped him and left.
It was as if a bloody dragon had gathered together, spreading its teeth and claws, filling the entire competition stage.
"Boom!"
Zhou Ling also burned the essence and blood of the Lie Yang in his body, and the glare of the Lie Yang fist violently evaporated the overwhelming blood evil energy.
But as the blood evil enveloped him, Zhou Ling's whole body became heavy and depressed.
It seemed as if there was a huge tearing force that was trying to swallow his flesh and blood, making his scalp numb.
If it were an ordinary monk in the late stage of Qi training, he would have been defeated long ago under the suppression of this blood evil.
"The power of the blazing sun!"
"Roar!"
Zhou Ling shouted loudly.
A deafening lion's roar erupted, and the [Lion's Roar] talent was directly activated.
The rippling sound wave, which was like a substance, accompanied by the power of the blazing sun, turned into golden light and rippled out, defeating the bloody evil aura that filled the sky.
Li Yinfeng suddenly felt a violent earthquake, which made him uneasy.
My face became extremely ugly.
Although the blood evil spirit enveloped Zhou Ling, Zhou Ling's whole body was filled with hot energy, and the blood evil spirit that fell on him evaporated instantly.
No harm was done to him at all!
“Is this the power of Blood Yang condensed from the second level of Dayang Jue?”
At the judges' table, Professor Xiao's eyelids twitched, with a look of disbelief on his face.
“Although this boy only has a low-grade spiritual root, his understanding is probably unique and gifted!”
The ancient teacher of Tianxia Taoist Academy looked at him and said with praise.
At such a young age, he is able to practice and comprehend the second level of Dayang Jue, and also condense the power of Blood Yang.
This is not something ordinary monks can do.
Of course, there is still a difference between the power of the Blood Yang that they are talking about and the power of the Fierce Yang that Zhou Ling has gathered now.
Seeing that the Lieyang Fist inspired the power of the Lieyang to block the light of the Bloody Fist, Zhou Ling's eyes flashed.
"Fire Yang Fist, break!" The blood in the body rises, and the remaining dozens of drops of Fiery Yang essence and blood are condensed and stimulated at the same time!
Suddenly, the light of the Fierce Yang Fist, which was originally only half a foot, instantly burst into flames. It surged violently, directly reaching more than one foot.
The power of the fist was brilliant, and the blood evil was destroyed unstoppably.
The bloody giant fist was directly shattered by Lieyang Fist.
The sea of blood also turned into wisps of blood and dispersed.
However, the remaining power of the Lieyang Fist was still there, and its power was like a rainbow, and it bombarded Li Yinfeng with overwhelming force.
Li Yinfeng's face turned pale and he quickly stepped back.
At the same time, the robe on his body shone with light, condensing into a layer of crystal light shield.
Wrap it in it.
With Li Yinfeng’s eighth level of Qi training, he could activate the defensive mask in such a hurry.
Obviously frightened.
“Damn it, how can this kid’s Dayang Fist be so powerful?”
At this moment, Li Yinfeng's eyes were filled with fear.
Most of the blood in the body has been consumed, and the spiritual power to stimulate the blood sea atmosphere also consumes a huge amount.
I can no longer counterattack quickly!
I can only hope that the robe can block the opponent's attack and I can take a breath.
[You are observing the first-level high-grade silver crystal robe, intermediate observation +1]
[You are analyzing the first-level high-grade silver crystal robe, intermediate analysis +1]
As the two talents flashed, Zhou Ling suddenly understood the weakness of this defensive light shield in his mind.
A wisp of beast flames blasted out quietly with the help of Lieyang Fist.
In an instant, he merged into the rays of the Yang Fist.
“Boom!”
The next moment, the blazing sun fist light had already bombarded down, like a dazzling golden light, hitting the crystal-colored defensive light shield heavily.
“Crack!”
The force of the Lieyang Fist hit the crystal light mask hard, and the light mask exploded.
In an instant, the silver crystal robe became dull!
“Bang!”
After breaking through the defensive mask, the Lieyang Fist directly bombarded Li Yinfeng.
Li Yinfeng was blown away directly.
“Ah!”
Li Yinfeng screamed.
The whole person fell heavily onto the competition platform, his face was pale, and he screamed in agony.
"Li Yinfeng actually lost!"
"This?"
"This little guy Zhou Ling's Dayang Fist actually suppressed the blood sea atmosphere. It's really not easy!"
“I didn’t expect that this little guy’s physical training is his biggest trump card!”
“Both of these guys have a lot of ruthlessness!”
At the judges' table, several judges were discussing with different expressions.
Especially Zhou Ling, who has already shown amazing talent in the technical assessment.
The performance in this battle gave them a new understanding of him.
“Do you admit defeat?”
Zhou Ling said with a calm expression on the competition stage.
The wisp of animal flames fused with the rays of the Lieyang Fist just now had penetrated into Li Yinfeng's body, wreaking havoc on his meridians unscrupulously.
This kid's meridians are damaged and he will be useless from now on.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is just the damage caused by Zhou Ling's Dayang Fist being too strong, and it is difficult to detect the existence of beast inflammation.
After all, the Beast Flame is the condensation of the blood of the Haoyang Bird, which is very similar to the energy condensed from the Lieyang Fist.
“Me! No!”
At this moment, Li Yinfeng was trying his best to suppress the terrifying energy in his body.
I am completely speechless.
Zhou Ling was about to take the opportunity to punch him, but it felt like the judges on the judges' bench were all paying attention.
Immediately with a slight hesitation on his face, he panted and cupped his hands towards the judges outside the competition stage, "Judge, should I continue the competition, or have I already won?"
At this moment, his expression changed. He was also extremely pale, and due to the activation of a hundred drops of blazing yang essence and blood in his body, his entire body seemed to have suddenly lost weight.
Fortunately, now that his physique has improved and he is wearing a robe, he doesn't look so scary.
“Ah, it hurts!”
Li Yinfeng shouted in pain, gritting his teeth and looking hideous and painful.
Seeing this, the judges hurriedly jumped into the competition stage.
Li Yinfeng's attack was clearly suppressed just now, so why was he beaten like this in the blink of an eye?
Then he hurriedly checked Li Yinfeng, and his expression changed accordingly.
The meridians in Li Yinfeng's body have been greatly torn, and he is afraid that he will be disabled now.
He hurriedly shouted towards the judges' table, "Teachers, please come and take a look!"
Hearing this, Teacher Xiao and others couldn't help but have doubts on their faces.
In their opinion, Zhou Ling's punch just now, after successively breaking through the sea of blood and the crystal-colored defensive light shield, even if it still had attack power, would not cause much damage to Li Yinfeng.
Li Yinfeng screamed repeatedly.
"This?"
"My meridians were actually broken by the force of the fist! Now I'm in trouble!"
I landed on the competition table and checked Li Yinfeng's injuries. The judges couldn't help but frown, their expressions darkening.
His meridians have been torn by the violent impact of the fist force. It will be difficult to continue practicing in the future!
"Zhou Ling, why are you attacking so hard?"
After the ancient teacher of Tianxia Taoist Academy took a pill to Li Yinfeng, he glanced at Zhou Ling, his tone was quite dissatisfied, revealing the meaning of questioning.
"Back to senior, the disciple has been completely suppressed just now. There is really no way. I can only stimulate the blood energy in the body with all my strength to break the suppression of the blood evil!"
Zhou Ling hurriedly said with his hands.
This is why he always uses the Fierce Sun Fist to fight against his enemies.
If you use the Five Elements Spirit Flame to destroy Li Yifeng like this, you will not be able to escape the suspicion of intentionality!
"It's not easy for Zhou Ling to be able to defeat the evil spirit at that moment. He can have so many worries!"
Hu Jiaoxi said as he took out an exquisite elixir bottle from his body , handed it to Zhou Ling and said, "Little guy, this is the Blood Essence Pill. Take it quickly and restore your vitality."
"Thank you, senior!" Zhou Ling took the pill bottle and said thanks.
The other judges looked at Zhou Ling's condition and thought about the situation at that time, but did not interfere.
After all, Li Yinfeng's blood evil suppression is difficult for any Qi training monk to deal with.
Gu Jiaoxi didn’t ask again.
"I didn't lose, how could I lose to this bunch of losers like casual cultivators!"
After taking the elixir, Li Yinfeng recovered slightly and shouted.
He is a direct descendant of the Li family and has supernatural spiritual roots. He can be said to be a proud son of heaven. He will enter the Sixth Avenue Academy in the future and his future will be bright.
How could he lose to Zhou Ling, a disciple of the casual cultivator?
"Now that your meridians are damaged, if you continue to use magic power, you will be dead!"
Xiao Jiaoxi shook his head with a sigh.
Li Yinfeng is also a very optimistic disciple, and he did not expect this to be the case.
“What? I...”
Li Yinfeng screamed and passed out.
"Feng'er, what's wrong?"
At this time, Li Mu also hurried onto the competition stage.
"Li Yinfeng just forcibly activated the blood sea atmosphere, but Zhou Ling blocked it and injured his meridians. I have given him a healing elixir, please take him back!"
古The teacher shook his head and said.
"What? How is this possible?"
Li Mu looked livid and said in disbelief.
Li Yinfeng actually lost to an unknown disciple of casual cultivators?
"Competition stage No. 6, Zhou Lingsheng!"
As the judges' voices sounded.
Li Mu could only grit his teeth and hurriedly picked up Li Yinfeng and left the competition platform.
The key now is to go back and check on his injury.
After Zhou Ling thanked Professor Hu again, he limped and staggered and left the competition stage in a serious manner.
Under the sunlight, that thin and long figure gives people an indomitable feeling.
(End of this chapter)