Longevity: Starting from the Talent of Infant Growth

"Black evil sea of ​​blood!"

Li Yinfeng suppressed the boiling blood in his body, shouted loudly, moved his feet, and quickly leaped towards Zhou Ling.

At the same time, he punched Zhou Ling hard.

The next moment, a blood-colored fist light nearly half a meter long condensed into shape in an instant.

The black evil surged on the surface of the fist light, containing a breath of destruction and swallowing.

Accompanied by a violent surge of blood, a blood-colored tumbling condensed in the fist light, like a blood sea, covering a range of several meters.

"Destroy!"

Li Yinfeng stared at Zhou Ling with a cold look, and the blood-colored fist light seemed to condense into a blood-colored fist shadow, like a rolling blood wave, the blood wave surged, swept and bombarded Zhou Ling.

As the blood sea atmosphere bombarded out, Li Yinfeng's face became paler, and his feet staggered slightly.

The black evil fist is the most powerful and fierce fist force, and each punch consumes a lot of blood and energy in the body.

Moreover, he also activated the vision attack condensed by the blood spirit root. Although it was powerful, it also consumed a lot of energy.

After all, with his current cultivation, it was a bit difficult to condense the blood sea atmosphere!

"Blood sea atmosphere!"

"Li Yinfeng can actually condense such a powerful attack!"

"This little guy Zhou Ling is in danger now!"

On the judges' seat, several judges watched this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed slightly.

Deacon Qin was even more solemn, staring at Zhou Ling and their competition field intently.

Li Yinfeng's black evil fist was too powerful, accompanied by the blood sea atmosphere, and even had an attack power close to that of a second-level body-refining cultivator.

With Zhou Ling's strength, it was probably difficult to take it.

His eyes flashed, and he was ready to take action at any time and stop the competition. After all, the power of this punch was too great.

If Zhou Ling couldn't take it, his life might be in danger.

"Ling'er, be careful!"

Looking at the situation on the field, Li Ru shouted with a worried face.

Even through the light shield, she could feel the horror of this punch.

Zhou Shan also had a solemn expression on his face, and his calloused palms were already sweaty.

"Sister Ru, don't worry!"

Wang Yu said, "Brother Ling has a strong blood and the power of the Dayang Fist is not bad, so he can't even block this punch!"

She knew that Zhou Ling could control the Hundred Swords Formation and condense dozens of sword beams to attack.

At this moment, Zhou Ling had not yet activated the sword formation, and he was obviously at ease.

Hearing Wang Yu's words, Li Ru was slightly relieved.

After all, Li Wangyu was a foundation-building cultivator, and his eyes were naturally far better than theirs.

Not far away, in the rest area of ​​the Li family, Li Mu was showing joy.

Of course, in his opinion, defeating a casual cultivator like Zhou Ling was a normal thing.

There was nothing to be happy about.

He was happy that the strength shown by Li Yinfeng was no less than that of the four seeded players of He Zijian.

He believed that entering the Six Daoyuan was a sure thing.

With Li Yinfeng's blood spirit root, the Li family will surely have a great Jindan cultivator in the future.

Then there will be no need to fear the He family!

He even hoped that Li Yinfeng would meet the He brothers and sisters when he entered the next round.

It would be a great pleasure to eliminate one of them directly.

After all, the He family would not dare to have any complaints about this kind of assessment.

[You are observing the black evil fist that condenses the blood sea atmosphere, intermediate observation +1]

[You are analyzing the black evil fist that condenses the blood sea atmosphere, intermediate analysis +1]

As the shadow of the black evil fist emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhou Ling's face sank slightly.

This black evil fist, with the blessing of the blood sea atmosphere, not only has the power of devouring, but also is filled with powerful blood evil aura. Once inhaled, it will have a huge impact on one's own blood.

However, he is not afraid of two spiritual flames in his body.

The scorching sun bloomed, Zhou Ling's expression was focused, not retreating but advancing, and punched directly at the blood evil fist light.

This is the second level of the Great Sun Fist, and it is also the first time he strikes out after condensing the power of the scorching sun.

"Since you don't need the Five Elements Spiritual Flame, then go and die!"

Li Yinfeng's face lit up with arrogance.

"Why do I need the Five Elements Spiritual 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 stimulate the Spiritual Flame, after all, the Spiritual Flame has a natural suppression on the Blood Evil.

However, the Spiritual Flame now has limited attack power except for the Beast Flame, the Blue Lotus Spiritual Flame and the Five Elements Spiritual Flame. Even if it can block this Blood Evil Fist.

It will not pose much threat to Li Yinfeng.

And his goal is not just to defeat Li Yinfeng.

As he spoke, the fist light he struck out burst into a dazzling sun light, blooming rapidly, and stopped expanding when it reached less than half a foot.

"Fall!"

At this moment, the scorching sun fist light and the blood evil fist light collided fiercely again in the air.

There was a thunderous roar.

The two fist lights with different auras collided fiercely.

The blood evil light and the scorching sun light annihilated alternately, making a rumbling sound.

The blood evil fist, with the help of the blood sea vision, changed into various different weather conditions from time to time, sometimes like a ferocious and roaring blood python, and sometimes like a flying blood tiger.

Every time the weather changed, a terrifying devouring force would appear, as if to annihilate the scorching sun fist light directly.

Originally, with the power of the big sun fist, it was difficult to compete with the blood evil fist accompanied by the blood sea weather.

But the scorching sun blood in Zhou Ling's body was equally fierce and overbearing. The condensed scorching sun power directly increased the power of the big sun fist by one level. Although it had not yet condensed into a bloody aura, it was enough to block the attack of the blood evil fist.

Seeing that the blood evil fist that he had stimulated with the help of the blood spirit root was actually blocked by Zhou Ling.

Li Yinfeng's eyes flashed with disbelief.

He simply could not accept this situation!

"Destroy it!"

Li Yinfeng's eyes flashed with blood light, and blood energy surged all over his body. He punched out again fiercely.

"Bang bang!"

In an instant, the blood evil fist light doubled out of thin air, and the blood sea aura also became extremely viscous, like a blood prison cage, covering Zhou Ling.

It was as if a blood evil dragon was condensed, baring its fangs and claws, filling the entire competition stage.

"Boom!"

Zhou Ling also burned the scorching sun blood in his body, and the scorching sun fist light violently evaporated the blood evil aura that was overwhelming.

But as the blood evil covered him, Zhou Ling became heavy and depressed.

It was as if there was a huge tearing force that was going to devour his flesh and blood, making his scalp numb.

If it was an ordinary late-stage Qi training cultivator, he would have been defeated long ago under the suppression of this blood evil.

"The power of the scorching sun!"

"Roar!"

Zhou Ling shouted.

A deafening lion roar broke out, and the [Lion Roar] talent was directly activated.

The ripple sound waves that were like substance, accompanied by the power of the scorching sun, turned into golden light and rippled, defeating the blood evil aura that filled the sky.

Li Yinfeng suddenly felt a violent shock, which made him uneasy.

His face became extremely ugly.

Although the blood evil aura enveloped Zhou Ling, Zhou Ling was full of hot air, and the blood evil that fell on him evaporated instantly.

It did not cause any harm to him at all!

"Is this the blood yang power condensed from the second level of the Great Sun Art?"

On the judges' seat, Xiao Jiaoshi's eyelids twitched, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Although this kid only has low-grade spiritual roots, his comprehension ability is probably unique!"

Tianxia Daoist Academy's Gu Jiaoshi said with praise.

At such a young age, he was able to practice and comprehend the second level of the Great Sun Art, and also condensed the power of blood sun.

This is not something that ordinary cultivators can do.

Of course, the power of blood sun they are talking about is different from the power of scorching sun that Zhou Ling is now condensing.

Seeing that the scorching sun fist stimulated the power of scorching sun to block the blood evil fist light, Zhou Ling's eyes flashed.

"Scorching sun fist, break!"

The blood in the body rose, and the remaining dozens of drops of scorching sun essence blood condensed and stimulated at the same time!

Suddenly, the scorching sun fist light, which was originally only half a foot, suddenly surged violently and reached more than ten feet.

The fist was magnificent, and it destroyed the blood evil unstoppably.

The blood evil giant fist was directly smashed by the scorching sun fist.

The sea of ​​blood also turned into wisps of blood and qi and drifted away.

However, the Fiery Sun Fist was still powerful, and it was going to attack Li Yinfeng with great momentum.

Li Yinfeng's face turned pale and he quickly retreated.

At the same time, the robe on his body shone with light, condensing a layer of crystal light shield.

Wrapping him in it.

With Li Yinfeng's eighth-level cultivation, he was so hastily activated the defensive light shield.

He was obviously scared.

"Damn, how could this kid's Big Sun Fist be so powerful?"

At this moment, Li Yinfeng's eyes were full of fear.

Most of the blood and qi in his body had been consumed, and the spiritual power to activate the blood sea atmosphere also consumed a lot.

He could no longer counterattack quickly!

He could only hope that the robe could block the opponent's attack and he could breathe a sigh of relief.

[You are observing the first-level upper-grade silver crystal robe, intermediate observation +1]

[You are analyzing the first-level upper-grade silver crystal robe, intermediate analysis +1]

With the flashing of the two talents, Zhou Ling immediately understood the weak points of this defensive light shield in his mind.

A ray of beast flames quietly blasted out with the help of the Fiery Sun Fist.

It instantly merged into the Fiery Sun Fist.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the Fiery Sun Fist had already blasted down, like a dazzling golden light, heavily blasting on the crystal-colored defensive light shield.

"Crack!"

The Fiery Sun Fist blasted heavily on the crystal-colored light shield, and the light shield burst.

In an instant, the silver crystal robe dimmed!

"Bang!"

After the Fiery Sun Fist broke through the defensive light shield, it directly blasted Li Yinfeng.

Li Yinfeng was directly blasted away.

"Ah!"

Li Yinfeng screamed.

The whole person fell heavily on the competition stage, his face was pale, and a scream came out of his mouth.

"Li Yinfeng actually lost!"

"This?"

"This little guy Zhou Ling's Big Sun Fist actually suppressed the blood sea atmosphere, it's really not simple!"

"I didn't expect that this little guy's body training is his biggest trump card!"

"These two guys are both fierce!"

In the judges' seats, several judges discussed with different expressions.

Especially Zhou Ling, who has already shown enough amazing talent in the technical assessment.

This performance has given them a new understanding of him.

"Do you admit defeat?"

Zhou Ling said calmly on the competition stage.

The beast flame that merged with the scorching sun fist light just now has already hit Li Yinfeng's body, wantonly ravaging his meridians.

This kid's meridians are damaged, and he will be a cripple in the future.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is just the damage caused by Zhou Ling's Big Sun Fist being too strong, and it is difficult to find the existence of the beast flame.

After all, the Beast Flame is the condensed blood of the Haoyang Bird, which is very similar to the energy condensed from the Lieyang Fist.

"I don't!"

At this moment, Li Yinfeng was trying his best to suppress the terrifying energy in his body.

Speechless at all.

Zhou Ling was about to take the opportunity to punch him, but it felt like the judges at the judges' table were all paying attention.

Immediately, with a slight hesitation on his face, he panted and raised his hands towards the judges outside the competition stage, "Judge, should I continue the competition, or have I already won?"

At this moment, his face was also extremely pale, and due to the activation of a hundred drops of 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 screamed in pain, gritted his teeth, and looked 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 over and take a look!"

When Xiao Jiaoxi and others heard this, doubts appeared 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!"

After landing on the competition stage and checking Li Yinfeng's injuries, several judges couldn't help but frowning and their expressions darkened.

His meridians have been torn by the violent impact of the fist. It will be difficult to continue practicing in the future!

"Zhou Ling, why are you so aggressive?"

After the ancient teacher of Tianxia Taoist Academy took a pill to Li Yinfeng, he glanced at Zhou Ling and 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 other way. I can only use all my strength to stimulate the blood energy in the body to break the suppression of the blood evil!"

Zhou Ling hurriedly raised his hands and said.

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 defeat the evil spirit at that moment. How can he have so many worries!"

As Hu Jiaoxi spoke, he took out an exquisite pill bottle from his body, handed it to Zhou Ling and said, "Little guy, this is the Blood Yuan Pill. Take it quickly and restore your vitality."

"Thank you, senior!" Zhou Ling took the pill bottle and thanked him.

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 any more questions.

"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 have a bright future when he enters the Six Avenues Academy in the future.

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 was also a very optimistic disciple, and he did not expect that this would 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!"

Gu Jiaoxi shook his head and said.

"What? How is this possible?"

Li Mu looked livid and said in disbelief.

Li Yinfeng actually lost to a little-known casual cultivator?

"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.

Zhou Ling thanked Professor Hu again, then limped and staggered out of the competition stage in a serious manner.

Under the sunlight, that thin and long figure gives people an indomitable feeling.