Chapter 3 The Blazing God Fist

In the middle of the night, the night sky was like lacquer, and the stars shone wantonly.

The Tianmu Mountains are even more mysterious, like a long dragon entrenched in the night sky, all the warriors of the Sky Cloud Sect have already entered the cultivation or dreamland.

A water pool was originally extremely quiet, but with a burst of ripples, a figure rushed out of the water pool.

"It's finally out."

The figure landed on the edge of the pool, glanced around, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After Li Lingtian left the Huolong Cave, he entered the water pool and kept swimming. The inside of the water pool was just like the passage. After half an hour, he finally came here.

After looking around, his body flickered quickly, and he ran towards the place where he lived.

This water pool is also the outer disciple area, and within five minutes he returned to his own room, a separate cultivation room.

Although he is a peripheral disciple, his identity is not simple. He is the only son of Marquis Pingbei of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, and also a heir of the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

In the Tianlong Empire, no matter who it is, the prince or princess, the son or princess, all must enter the sect to practice, and Li Lingtian is no exception. If he cannot become a warrior before the age of fifteen, he will be sent back to the family.

Soon, Li Lingtian returned to his residence. He was originally a warrior with a fire element martial spirit, but now he has reached the third level of a warrior, and his strength is even stronger. His drenched clothes have long been dried by his true energy.

In the room, sit cross-legged, run the reincarnation formula of heaven and earth, quickly absorb the spiritual energy in the air, and then transform it into true energy and enter the dantian.

In the past, when cultivating fire-type zhenqi, the aura absorbed was also fire-type, and the aura of other attributes could not be used at all. Now with the Heaven and Earth Reincarnation Art, it can absorb water-type and fire-type attributes. Compared with other warriors, the type and quantity of aura The above is twice as much.

"Fire Fist."

After practicing for an hour, he left the room and came to an open space behind the room. At night, the other disciples had already gone to sleep, and no one came here at this time.

Quickly unleashed the Raging Flame God Fist that he had cultivated, and suddenly the air was filled with the aura of burning flames, and the air seemed to be burned.

"boom."

The third-level true energy of the powerful warrior in his body was poured into his arm, and a huge flaming fist smashed hard at the boulder.

With a loud bang, the one-meter-sized boulder was shattered into pieces.

"The Raging Flame God Fist unleashed by a warrior of the third rank is not comparable to that of ordinary warriors. Such a punch, even a disciple of the fourth rank of warrior, cannot catch it."

"Hey, the Raging Flame God Fist has reached its peak?"

Seeing the boulder shattered into pieces, Li Lingtian smiled faintly, but immediately felt that something was wrong. His Raging Flame Fist was only a low-level Huang-level skill, that is, the worst skill, yet it was so powerful.

In addition to cultivating the skills to the extreme, after the perfect fusion of memory and soul, he adapted to this world even more.

This world is called the Shenwu Continent, and the Tianyun Sect is just a sect under the Tianlong Empire. The strong in the Shenwu Continent are respected, and the strong have endless wealth, money, and beauties.

In the Shenwu Continent, it is not only the martial soul that determines the achievement of the strong, but also skills, exercises, pills, and weapons.

According to the analogy from the previous life, martial spirit and talent are guns, skills are bullets, and a strong cultivation base requires skills to be displayed.

Skills are divided into yellow level, mysterious level, earth level, heaven level, holy level and god level, and each level is divided into low level, intermediate level and advanced level.

In the Shenwu Continent, the general sects only have the Yellow Rank and the Xuan Rank, and the Earth Rank has not appeared for hundreds of years. As for the skills and techniques of the Heaven Rank, they are just legends.

No matter what skill it is, it needs to be practiced, and the power of the skill is also divided into small success, great success, ultimate and transformation.

Ordinary geniuses can only cultivate their skills to great success, and the ultimate is out of reach, let alone the transformation realm, which is an extraordinary performance that changes the original power, that is, a mutation-like existence.

Raging Flame God Fist is just the most common low-level yellow-level skill of Tianyun Sect. It can be practiced by peripheral disciples. Li Ling, who has practiced for a few years in the Tianhuo Wuhun, can only cultivate to great success, because he reached the tenth level at the age of fourteen. Martial apprentices, and Dacheng's Raging Flame God Fist made him a genius.

I didn't expect that after merging the soul, I would have the wisdom of the 21st century from my previous life, and I would be able to master the skills at a glance.

"Although the power of the ultimate Raging Flame God Fist is not as powerful as the advanced skills of the yellow rank, it is almost the same. I have already become a warrior. Entering the outer sect is not my goal. Hmph, the geniuses of the inner sect, wait Bar!"

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Early the next morning, Li Lingtian woke up, feeling full of strength and in good spirits, with a faint smile on his lips from beginning to end.

Walking unhurriedly towards the martial arts arena, many disciples saw Li Lingtian with disdainful and mocking smiles on their faces. This former genius will never become a martial artist.

"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Li, do you still want to practice today?"

"Haha, Senior Brother Li, although you go to the Huolong Cave to practice every day, don't try to break through the realm of warriors. You should wait and return to the Li family to spend the rest of your life in peace."

"Zhang Luo, aren't you only at the eighth rank of a martial apprentice? Brother Li is the peak of the tenth rank of a martial apprentice."

"Haha, I'm only at the eighth level of a warrior, but it's still possible to become a warrior. It's infinitely better than him being a warrior forever."

Some disciples who used to follow behind Li Lingtian sneered with disdain. If Li Lingtian was a genius in the past, they fawned on him like a pug.

"Are you suffering from the disease that you will shrink if you don't speak? Get out of my way!"

With a faint smile on the corner of Li Lingtian's mouth, he looked at the disciples of the eighth rank of warriors, as if watching a monkey trick, then he gave a light drink, and stared at the warriors with cold eyes.

"you you……."

Looking at Li Youran's cold gaze, the warriors couldn't help but tremble, fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The emaciated camel is bigger than a horse. He used to be a genius. Even if he has become a waste, his power is still there. What's more, he is now a third-rank warrior. To these warriors, he is like an ant.

Li Lingtian was about to walk towards the martial arts arena when a cold mocking voice made him stop, and murderous intent surged in his heart.

"Li Lingtian, are you still alive?"

The voice was cold, but there was a look of horror in it. Five days ago, Li Lingtian was shot down into the Huolong Cave by himself, but now he appeared here intact, and he felt very strange in his heart.

"Are you surprised that I didn't die? Unexpectedly, I don't know whether to thank you or hate you."

Li Lingtian turned around and looked at the martial artist opposite him with sharp eyes. Yang Tianfeng, the peak warrior of the fourth rank, was the one who knocked him and Yang Xiangguang down the abyss of flames five days ago with his palm strength.

This voice and appearance, like turning into ashes, he will not forget, counted as a person who has died twice, from now on, he will not let such a threat appear in front of him, he will definitely kill the threat in the cradle middle.

At this time, many disciples gathered around, looking at Li Lingtian and Yang Tianfeng with curiosity.

Yang Tianfeng is an outer disciple, a fourth-rank martial artist, and he comes to show off among the outer disciples at any time. Almost no one does not know him. Seeing Yang Tianfeng approaching Li Lingtian, they all look gloating.

"Since you are not dead, I will let you be completely destroyed today."

Yang Tianfeng was stunned by Li Lingtian's calmness for a moment, and felt stunned in his heart, a waste who can't become a warrior is actually so calm.

Thinking of plotting against Yang Xiangguang and Li Lingtian, murderous intentions arose in his heart. In Tianyunzong, it is not allowed to fight and kill fellow disciples. If Li Lingtian told the superiors, he would not be able to finish eating.

As long as Li Lingtian is abolished, Li Lingtian will be sent directly out of Tianyunzong, and he is safe.

"Really? If you don't look for me today, I will find you out."

Li Lingtian said indifferently, and then walked towards the martial arts field, completely ignoring Yang Tianfeng. The other disciples were all amazed when they saw Li Lingtian's performance.

Dare to be so arrogant in front of a master of the fourth rank of the warrior, could it be that he wants to die, even if he is the tenth rank of the warrior, he is not the enemy of the warrior.

"Want to go?"

Seeing that Li Youran was about to leave, Yang Tianfeng stopped Li Lingtian with a flash of his body, with a look of disdain on his face and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't you want me to become a waste completely? I will fulfill you."

Li Lingtian pointed to the platform in the middle of the martial arts arena. The platform was five meters high and had a radius of one hundred square meters. It was specially used for disciples to compete.

Moreover, this Martial Art Stage has another meaning, which is to let the disciples who have grievances below fight, and fighting on the top is not a violation of the sect's rules, and it is no different from the life and death canyon of the outer sect.

After finishing speaking, he ignored Yang Tianfeng and walked towards the martial art stage in a leisurely manner, leaving countless surprised disciples behind.

"This is courting death."

"Is that how you want to die?"

"It seems that a genius who can't become a warrior can't stand this blow, and he's lost his mind."

"Isn't this provoking the warrior master?"

"He's crazy?"

Countless disciples waited until Li Lingtian stepped onto the stage to react. They looked at Li Lingtian on the stage, and all the disciples quickly surrounded him.

"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you today."

Watching Li Lingtian walk up the steps, Yang Tianfeng was stunned. Isn't this disciple of the Li family looking for death?

But there was always something wrong in his heart, this Li Lingtian gave him a different feeling, and there was still a sense of crisis in his heart that he was threatened.

Thinking that Li Lingtian is just a warrior, and he is a genius of the fourth rank of warrior, it is a rare opportunity to kill him with a single palm. Quite a few benefits.

Suddenly, hundreds of disciples looked at Li Youran on the steps with disdain, gloating, cold eyes, and sarcasm, but no sympathy.

"Is this Chi Guoguo's provocation?"

"Even if he is dead, it's still an honor. A genius who dares to provoke a warrior of the fourth rank like this."

"I heard that senior brother Yang Tianfeng is already at the peak of the fourth order."

"With the big tearing palm of the mid-level Huang rank in his hand, even a genius master of the fifth rank can fight."

"Guess, how many seconds can Li Waste last?"

"I guess three seconds."

"I guess two seconds."

"Stopped in seconds, a martial artist of the fourth rank, who controls the mid-level yellow-ranked Great Rip Palm, not to mention a martial artist, even a martial artist would be crippled in one move."

"...."

All of a sudden, many disciples began to bet, watching Li Lingtian hold on for a few seconds on the steps.

However, Li Lingtian had a calm face, with a faint smile on his mouth, and he had a murderous desire in his heart. Yang Tianfeng must be abolished, and the fourth-level warrior has no chance to meet his Raging Flame God Fist.

"Hmph, courting death, you can't blame me."

Yang Tianfeng's face was full of anger, a waste of martial arts, dare to provoke him like this, how will he get along in front of his brothers from the outer sect in the future.

"Could it be that you only know nonsense, if nonsense can work, you can be invincible in the world."

Li Lingtian cast a disdainful glance at Yang Tianfeng, a martial artist who can't hold his breath in battle, so it's hard to become a master.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Ha ha."

"hey-hey……"

There was a lot of laughter in the audience. Although Li Lingtian was not optimistic, it is indeed rare to have the courage to insult a fourth-rank warrior at this time.

But when they saw Yang Tianfeng's angry and cold eyes, they quickly closed their mouths, so as not to suffer a disadvantage in time.

"go to hell. "

Yang Tianfeng was completely irritated, and he couldn't care about anything else. The fourth-level zhenqi in his body circulated, and he lifted up with one hand, and suddenly a burst of tearing energy swelled out.

"Big tearing palm, kill me!"

The air was being torn apart by the energy that was tearing apart. The mid-level skills of the Huang rank and the true energy of the peak cultivation base of the fourth rank of the martial artist immediately shocked all the disciples below.

Being so far away from the steps, everyone felt the terrifying tearing force. If he became his opponent, he would not be directly torn apart by the force.

A tearing palm shadow slammed towards Li Lingtian with fierce vigor, and the speed was so fast that it was beyond the sight of countless disciples.

All the disciples looked at this palm in horror, as if they saw Li Lingtian being instantly crippled in front of this palm.

"Boom."

There were muffled explosions, and energy shot out from the top of the steps, so strong that countless disciples couldn't open their eyes. ()