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!"

"Alas! 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 my 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 the Organ 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 Transcendent Realm.

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

That sloppy old man was Li Qi's senior brother. And there was something dirty between the two of them.

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 and said it was just an ordinary pill. medicine.

He knew his senior brother well and knew that the other party was in desperate need of Spirit Stone, so he would definitely sell the elixir.

Just in time, his illegitimate son appeared and could complete his package swap plan.

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

After half a breath, the blood in his body was like a torrential river, continuous.

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

After his blood boiled, Lin Ming opened his eyes.

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

"Breaking through the realm of Blood Transformation!" Lin Ming's eyes showed surprise.

He operated the technique and intuitively felt that the intensity of 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.

Um?

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

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

He did not expect that the elixir would have such a powerful effect. It not only allowed him to break through to the Blood Transformation realm, but also greatly enhanced his physical fitness.

"Hey!" Lin Ming exclaimed, he just discovered that his cultivation speed was twice as fast as before.

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

The next day, a fiery red sun rose from the distant east, and the sky seemed to have been painted with invisible colored pens.

Pieces of colorful clouds floated in the sky, the morning light filled the sky, and the vast land became bright.

Everything is covered with a layer of strange colors. The upright trees are like silhouettes inlaid with gold edges. The morning light passes 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 rang out.

"Hey, isn't this the guy?"

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

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

Feng Cong's father is a well-known local businessman, and there is some resentment between the two of them.

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, and from then on, he felt resentful towards Lin Ming.

"Oops! That Lin Ming, whose literary talents are rare in the world, 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? Cultivation Talent pulls your hips, and you're a waste who's still stuck in the Body Tempering Realm after nine years in the sect!"

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

Feng Cong spoke in a strange tone, and 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:

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

“I never expected that there would be people who wouldn’t let people tell the truth!”

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

Feng Cong sneered:

"Forcing you? You must 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 punched Lin Ming violently with his fist.

His strikes were fast and hard, and his punches were fierce and whirring.

In fact, if he were an ordinary person, Feng Cong would not be able to hurt someone in public.

But he has a reason, because his favorite goddess has been secretly in love with Lin Ming.

Although Lin Ming is not strong, he has outstanding appearance, which makes Feng Cong jealous of him.

Feng Cong has used precious medicinal materials for physical training since he was a child, and his strength reached 600 kilograms.

His identity is not simple either. Lin Ming did not want to cause trouble in public, but faced Feng Cong's provocation, he received three punches in a row and was defeated.

Bang!

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

Lin Ming was so beaten that he was furious. Not to be outdone, he was also attacked and instantly kicked Feng Cong in the vital part.

Lin Ming pretended to take a few steps back, 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.

He stood in a very ugly posture, 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! You only know these despicable methods.

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

"Bah! With a pretty face like you, I don't know why Xiaoru likes you!"

Feng Cong insulted Lin Ming to his heart's content, as if he could get satisfaction from doing so.

"Come on! Face it head on, let's see who retreats and who is the grandson!"

Lin Ming narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with anger.

He has endured it for so many years and he doesn’t want to endure it anymore!

He hooked his fingers at Feng Cong, and Feng Cong was stunned!

Has he been knocked unconscious?

You actually agreed 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 enjoys life occasionally, he spends most of his time practicing.

Wouldn't it be courting death to confront him head-on? How dare he?

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

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

This young man really couldn't stand the excitement.

Feng Cong put 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 was between them!

Some things are not born with you, and you can't get them even if you work hard all your life!

He, Feng Cong, has been practicing in the sect for four years and has reached the Body Tempering Late Stage. Why should Lin Ming, a loser, fight against him?

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

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