A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"This is Junior Brother Xun who has only been in the school for a few years!"

"I heard that this junior brother has the Tianyang Fire Vein. Is it true or not?"

"Isn't the Xun family a well-known immortal cultivating family in our country of Xi? I'm afraid they have quite a few powerful magical weapons!"

"Who is the junior brother named Han? It seems that I have never seen him before. Did he just get started in recent years?"

"This guy named Han Li is in trouble. He unexpectedly meets such an opponent!"

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Before the fight started, a series of comments, even though they were blocked by the restriction light mask, still clearly fell into Han Li's ears.

"Tianyang Fire Vein?" After hearing this, Han Li's expression moved slightly and he looked at the other party with interest.

In addition to being handsome and upright, his cultivation level is also good, around the twelfth level of Qi refining stage.

The young man in white clothes across from him saw that Han Li did not look amazing and his cultivation was only around the tenth level of the Qi Refining stage. A look of contempt flashed in his eyes, but on the surface he still saluted Han Li.

When Han Li saw this, he raised the corner of his mouth, sneered in his heart, and then casually raised his hand to him.

Seeing this, the young man in white had a faint look of anger on his face.

At this time, the skinny monk on the head said calmly:

"The competition begins!"

Upon hearing this, a stern look emerged on the face of the young man in white, and he immediately made a hand seal. His whole body suddenly flashed with fire, and a layer of hot and crystal light appeared on his body.

Then he raised his hand, spread his fingers, and a red ball floated in his hand, the size of an egg.

Waves of spells came from the mouth of the young man in white, preparing to use this magic weapon to attack Han Li.

Han Li looked at this set, a vaguely familiar fighting method, and couldn't help but feel speechless.

But at this time, there were a lot of exclamations from outside the stadium!

"Look, Junior Brother Xun is worthy of the Tianyang Fire Vein. He can instantly release a fire attribute shield without using any talisman."

"What does this mean? The bead in his hand seems to be the famous Fire Wave Bead of the Xun family. Now the boy opposite is definitely defeated. Maybe the winner will be determined in the blink of an eye!"

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Han Li's expression remained unchanged, and a hint of sarcasm flashed through his heart. He reached out his hand calmly and took out a dozen thick talismans from the storage bag, which looked like thirty, thirty or forty pieces.

He raised his head and looked at the other party. The young man in white was concentrating on activating the magic weapon, paying no attention to his actions. He seemed to be confident in his own shield.

In this case, Han Li was no longer polite. After rubbing their hands together, they raised them at the same time.

After a flash of red light, thirty or forty fist-sized fireballs shot out from his hand like a swarm of swarms. , and struck directly at the dense crowd on the opposite side,

"Ah!" Many surprised voices sounded outside the venue at the same time.

At this time, the fire wave beads floating in the hands of the young man in white have begun to show flames, and they can immediately start to drive to attack the enemy. When he was feeling overjoyed, he suddenly heard the exclamations outside the field. He couldn't help but look up strangely. What he saw was an astonishing sight of dozens of fireballs hitting the shield at the same time.

A series of "rumbling" explosions suddenly became louder, and a dazzling red light flashed in front of his eyes, making it almost impossible for the young man to see.

The crystal shield on his body only lasted a few seconds before it shattered in pain.

The flames that seemed so hot were about to rush over and completely submerge him.

Although this genius with the Tianyang Fire Vein has been carefully cultivated by his family elders since he was a child, he has never experienced such a life-and-death situation.

His face turned pale and he exclaimed, turning around and running away in fear.

But at this critical moment, the young man's neck suddenly tightened, his figure suddenly rose, and he was lifted directly into the air.

Waves of fire swarmed past him.

The young man in white looked back in shock and saw that it was the skinny monk holding the back of his collar with one hand.

"Han Li of Tianquan Peak wins." The skinny monk said coldly.

Only then did this person realize that he had already been defeated, and was easily defeated by some of the lowest-level fireball talismans.

The young man's face turned extremely pale!

As for the other monks watching, they all looked at each other in shock after exclaiming.

You know, even if the fire bullet talisman is the simplest low-level talisman, you still need a spiritual stone to buy it.

But this guy actually threw out thirty or forty cards in one go. This means that thirty or forty spiritual stones were lost in just one battle.

This simply cannot be called a luxury, and it is definitely not an exaggeration to describe it as a prodigal.

You know, a better lower-level magic weapon only costs this price.

Could this person really be willing to bankrupt his entire family just to win within the sect?

Under the strange looks of other Luoyun Sect disciples, Han Licheng bowed slightly to the skinny monk and walked out of the mask without changing his expression.

As for the young man surnamed Xun in white, he looked at Han Li's back with hatred, full of dissatisfaction, but under the cold gaze of the skinny monk, he had no choice but to leave.

Now that the first competition was over, Han Li had no intention of watching the other people's fighting skills and returned to his residence.

The first round of competition ended quickly two days later.

Many of the extremely exciting fighting techniques made the numerous Luoyun Sect disciples who were watching talk about it endlessly.

The game in which Han Li defeated his opponent with dozens of low-level Fire Bullet Talismans at once naturally left many people speechless and extremely envious. Naturally, they all thought that Han Li was a disciple of some big family, so he could achieve such great feats.

In general, Han Li finally made some people know him after this war, and he also gained some fame.

In the second round of the competition, Han Li appeared very early. In the afternoon of the first day, it was his turn.

When he occupied the middle of the field again with a normal expression, some of the disciples around him who had watched Han Li's last competition suddenly began to murmur in low voices.

"This guy from Tianquan Peak, in the past two days, in order to defeat his opponent, he actually threw dozens of talismans at once."

"Really or fake? This person looks inconspicuous at all. Don't you feel bad for him?"

"Hey! It seems that there is no great cultivator family named Han in our country of Xi! Could it be that someone from another country joined our sect?"

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Han Li listened to these words, his expression was as usual, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his opponent this time.

A handsome male disciple who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

This man was neatly dressed in a green shirt, and except for a storage bag around his waist, he had no other accessories.

The still childish face looked at Han Li with a solemn expression.

It seems that the voices of those people outside have also fallen into the ears of the other party.

Han Li looked at his opponent who seemed to have just escaped from the young man, and frowned slightly, but after a cold "start" sound, he immediately reached for the storage bag.

At the same time, at the moment when the competition started, the young disciple on the opposite side raised his hands first. After a flash of white light, two bright ice picks shot towards Han Li. Then there was another flash of green light on his body, and his body Like the wind, it rushed towards Han Li.

This man actually imitated Han Li, first using two ice pick talismans, forcing Han Li to have no time to attack him, and then using the Light Body Technique on himself, he rushed directly in front of Han Li.

Han Li was startled and couldn't help laughing.

He calmly flashed his figure, and two ice picks passed by him. Then he saw the other person rushing towards him with a look of joy. He raised his hand, and a yellow light emitted from his hand, but before he could use it, the object in his hand was unfolded. Come.

After Han Li's figure became blurred, he used Luo Yanbu and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the very young disciple jumped into the air. When he was shocked, the yellow light in his hand dimmed, and it turned out to be a silk-mesh magic weapon.

Before he could wait for the young disciple, he looked around for Han Li. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and then my vision suddenly went dark.

The person fell to the ground and lost his life!

"Han Li of Tianquan Peak wins!" The skinny monk announced calmly after a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Just now, Han Li suddenly appeared behind his opponent and knocked him unconscious with a single strike of his hand.

At this time, several monks hurriedly walked in from outside the venue. After briefly checking the unconscious young disciple, they nodded to the skinny monk in the air, indicating that it was nothing serious, and then carried the man out of the venue. outside.

At this time, there was naturally another commotion outside the venue.

"Did you see what kind of spell this junior brother from Tianquan Peak used, and how he appeared behind his opponent in an instant? It's really incredible."

"Idiot. What kind of magic is this? It's clearly a martial arts body skill in the secular world. But I've never seen such a superb one!" Some of the Luo Yun Sect disciples with some experience recognized Han Li's body skills. The origin of.