Fantasy: plundering opportunities, leaving the protagonist with nowhere to go

While Lin Ming was refining the elixir, Elder Li was checking Li Qi's information.

Qinghe County, Li family! Father Li Chunlin!

"Everything is correct, Li Qi is my own illegitimate son!"

"well! I have been practicing for so long that I have almost forgotten that I still have relatives. Li

Jun looked in the mirror, looking at himself with gray eyes and sighed.

"I hope that after my son gets the elixir from his senior brother, his qualifications will change and he can see the world of the strong for me!"

When Li Jun was young, he was high-spirited and felt that the world was at his feet.

But now, although he has just broken through to the Zang-refining realm and his strength is not bad, compared with the group of geniuses of the same age, as long as they are still alive, most of them have broken through to the extraordinary realm..

Thinking of this, Li Jun couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority. He felt that he was inferior to others. Now he could only place his hope on Li Qi.

The sloppy old man was Li Qi's senior brother. There was something dirty between the two.

A few days ago , they entered a ruins and got a lot of good things. Since the benefits were equally divided, Li Jun wanted to take a marrow-cleansing pill without his senior brother's knowledge, so he lied to his senior brother that it was just an ordinary pill.

He Knowing his senior brother, he knew that the other party was very short of spiritual stones, so he would definitely sell the elixir.

Just as his illegitimate son appeared, he could complete his swap plan.

On the other side, Lin Ming was still sitting cross-legged and practicing the elixir.

After that, For half a moment, the blood in his body was like a torrential river, flowing continuously.

The next moment, a stronger aura surged out of him.

After the blood boiled, Lin Ming opened his eyes.

Immediately, he I found that my body was harder than before and my whole body was full of strength.

"Breaking through the realm of blood exchange!"Lin Ming's eyes showed a look of surprise.

He was running the technique and intuitively felt that the intensity of the Qi and blood circulation was three times greater than before.

"Not only that, your physical fitness has been strengthened in all aspects! Lin

Ming subconsciously punched forward, only to hear the thunderous sound of tigers and leopards coming from his muscles and bones.

Huh?

"With such a powerful force, I really made a lot of money!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Lin Ming's eyes.

He didn't expect the elixir to have such a powerful effect. It not only allowed him to break through to the realm of blood transfusion, but also greatly enhanced his physical fitness.

"Huh! Lin Ming exclaimed. He had just discovered that his cultivation speed was twice as fast as before.

He clenched his fists, feeling the powerful power of Qi and blood, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

The next day, a round of fiery red The rising sun rises from the distant east, and the sky seems to have been painted with invisible paintbrushes.

Colorful clouds float in the sky, the morning glow fills the sky, and the vast earth becomes bright.

Everything is covered with a layer of strange colors. , the upright trees were like silhouettes inlaid with gold edges. The morning light passed through the sparse branches and leaves, casting mottled and colorful light and shadow.

Lin Ming walked straight to the inner disciple registration office, but before he stepped into the threshold, a surprised voice sounded.

"Hey, isn't this the guy?"

"That's right, the genius of our sect! Hey, why did he come to the inner gate!"

Lin Ming looked up and saw a short, fat man with short limbs and a fleshy face in front of him. He was Feng Cong, the young genius of the outer sect.

Feng Cong's father was a famous local businessman, and the two of them were There was some resentment between people.

Once, at a party, Feng Cong confessed his love to the girl he liked but was rejected, but the girl confessed her love to Lin Ming on the spot. This scene made Feng Cong feel very embarrassed. From then on, he felt deeply towards Lin Ming. hold grudges

"oops! That Lin Ming whose talent in literature and art was rare in the world, and who once alerted the elders of the sect to personally come to recruit disciples?"

"Haha, no matter how talented you are in literary arts, what's the use? If you have talent in cultivation, your hips will stretch, and you are a waste who is still stuck in the realm of physical training after nine years in the sect!"

"Do you know what that elder says about you now? Just looking at you makes me feel unlucky!"

Feng Cong said angrily, his words pointed directly at Lin Ming's heart.

Lin Ming frowned and said coldly:"Get out of the way! Feng

Cong took a step forward, tilted his head and looked at Lin Ming, and said mockingly:

"Hehe, what's wrong? Is anything I said false?"

"I really didn’t expect that there would be people who wouldn’t let people tell the truth!"

Facing Feng Cong's ridicule, Lin Ming's frown deepened:"Don't force me!"

Feng Cong sneered:

"Force you? You may be overestimating yourself.

Let me tell you, in this area, I, Feng Cong, am the best.

I'll let you push me hard, what can you do?"

After saying that, Feng Cong raised his right arm and violently punched Lin Ming with his fist.

His strikes were fast and hard, and the wind of the fist was fierce and whistling.

In fact, if it were an ordinary person, Feng Cong would not be able to do it. He hurt people in public.

But he had a reason, because his favorite goddess had been secretly in love with Lin Ming. Although Lin Ming was not strong, he had outstanding appearance, which made Feng Cong jealous of him. Feng Cong became jealous of him.

Cong used precious medicinal materials for physical training since he was a child. His strength reached 600 kilograms.

His identity was not simple either. Lin Ming did not want to cause trouble in public, but in the face of Feng Cong's provocation, he was beaten three times in a row. He punched and retreated steadily.

Bang!

Feng Cong found the right moment and punched Lin Ming on the head.

Lin Ming was so angry that he was not willing to be outdone. He was also attacked at the same time and instantly kicked Feng Cong in the head. Critical.

Lin Ming pretended to take a few steps back, his body shaking slightly.

Feng Cong screamed and hurriedly squatted on the ground, with cold sweat on his forehead.

After more than ten seconds, Feng Cong slowly stood up.

His standing posture It was very ugly, with his arms folded and gasping for air.

Feng Cong glared at Lin Ming with cold eyes, not hiding his anger towards him.

"You are a waste! Only these despicable methods.

If you have the ability, confront me head-on!"

"Pooh! For a pretty boy like you, I don’t know why Xiaoru likes you!"

Feng Cong insulted Lin Ming to his heart's content, as if he could gain satisfaction in this way.

"bring it on! The front is strong, let’s see who retreats and who is the grandson! Lin

Ming narrowed his eyes, and his heart was filled with anger.

He had endured it for so many years, and he didn’t want to endure it anymore!

He hooked his fingers at Feng Cong, and Feng Cong was stunned! Could it be that he had been knocked unconscious?

Agree to confront him head-on?

You must know that he is not one of those rich second generation people who only care about eating, drinking and having fun all day long.

Although he occasionally enjoys life, he spends more time practicing.

To confront him head-on, isn't it looking for death? ? How dare he?

Lin Ming shook his head, and the blood in his body condensed, and he rushed towards Feng Cong.

Feng Cong reacted quickly, and when he saw the opponent coming, the corners of his mouth raised, showing an evil smile.

This young man really couldn't stand the excitement.

Feng Cong Putting on a defensive posture, he already had a plan. He wanted to teach this boy a lesson and let him understand how big the gap between them was! There are some things that are not born with and cannot be obtained after a lifetime of hard work!

He, Feng Cong, has been practicing in the sect for four years He had reached the late stage of body training, and why should Lin Ming, a loser, fight against him?

However, when the two collided, Feng Cong felt a huge force coming. He lost control and flew backwards!

He fell. After falling to the ground, Feng Cong felt that his internal organs had been reversed, and a stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, uncontrollably.