As soon as the morning dawned, Feng Ling's small courtyard was full of people, most of whom were dressed in gray suits, and they were students of the Liquid Spirit Realm.

"Feng Ling boy come out, Lao Tzu wants you to look good today!" A young man in his twenties shouted at the courtyard with a rough appearance and a strong body. It seems that after three months of waiting, this reckless guy is about to die!

Feng Ling instantly opened his closed eyes, full of energy and radiant.

One jumped out, and the wind jumped out elegantly, and landed directly in front of the shouting man, staring at him indifferently.

"Look at it, you're afraid! Lao Tzu finally got the first one in line, don't coax me! ha"

"Hahaha, that's it, don't even pass the first level!" the rest of the people began to laugh as well.

"If you're afraid, kneel down and beg for mercy! Grandpa, I'll let you go!" Seeing that Feng Ling didn't mean anything at all, the strong man thought that he was really afraid!

"Whirlwind Roundabout Kick!" Feng Ling just learned a medium-grade physical technique, and immediately got the baptism of actual combat. I saw his feet kicking and stepping on the strong man alternately, and the strong man was blown out of the air before the historical data was reached, and he landed on his back, his face covered with dust, which was extremely funny.

"You treacherous thief, you dare to take advantage of your grandfather's unpreparedness to attack, what kind of hero are you?" the strong man got up angrily and asked.

"You've been waiting for me here for a long time, how can you not be ready?ah! Why don't you tell you the next time I'm going to attack?" Sharp words spat out from Feng Ling's mouth, it seems that the three months of getting along with bad masters have made Feng Ling's personality a lot more cheerful.

"Hahaha......" everyone laughed, "Buffalo, can you do it? No, let Lao Tzu get on, Lao Tzu's skills are very itchy!"

"Martial arts training field! I don't know the rules!" The strong man who called the buffalo blushed, spit out a sentence, turned his head and left. Everyone also dispersed in a hurry and marched towards the martial arts training ground. Feng Ling really doesn't know the rules of Shui Miao Academy, and the competition must go to the martial arts training ground, otherwise it will be counted as a private brawl. The school allows students to challenge, but not fights, which has been the rule for many years, and anyone who commits a crime will be punished with a demerit or expulsion. This is also the reason why the strong buffalo man is defenseless, he didn't expect it at all, and Feng Ling's unscrupulous master didn't tell him about it at all.

Feng Ling was squeezed by everyone at the end, he smiled helplessly, it seems that he was killed by the master miserably, and he has become the target of everyone!

The martial arts training ground covers a huge area, estimated to have hundreds of acres of land, and a huge disc stands proudly in the middle.

The strong buffalo man stood in the middle of the disc, his eyes wide with rage, his nostrils puffing, and he wanted to eat Feng Ling alive.

Feng Ling walked up to the martial arts training platform slowly, and saluted Shi Shiran to everyone in the audience, then turned around and looked at the buffalo with a smile and said: "In Xia Ling Feng, the Liquid Spirit Triple Realm, please give me advice!" Feng Ling saw that the buffalo was impatient, and he deliberately did this, the angry buffalo's face was flushed, and his blood and qi surged again, so he didn't know how much power he could exert.

On the side of the martial arts training field, in a pavilion, a young man in white clothes looked at all this with a smile, his vermilion lips opened lightly, and he said lightly: "Stupid cow!

The buffalo couldn't remember how long it had been since it had been in this nest, and it didn't reply, but connected the dots with both hands and drew a mysterious rune in the air. The rune emitted a dazzling blue light, and the ancient words on the rune flowed like water.

Seeing this, the white-clothed young man in the distance was even more contemptuous: "Make the runes so fancy, what kind of tricks are played, it is embarrassing! The control is too poor, and the affinity is very weak!"

Feng Ling's attitude was the opposite of the white-clothed young man, he observed carefully, his father's imprint appeared in his mind, knowing that such a shining water rune was not of high quality, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, this was his first battle against elemental cultivators.

Feng Ling clearly felt the humidity around him increase greatly, and with the buffalo strong man as the center, countless water droplets began to condense.

In a moment, the water droplets around the strong man gathered to form a huge buffalo, its copper bell-sized eyes were angry and round, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the nostrils erupted bursts of mist, which was really very similar to the strong man.

Boom! Under the control of the strong man, the buffalo kicked on its hind legs and hit the wind directly.

Feng Ling, who faced the enemy for the first time, stood in place, bowed his knees slightly, and slowly drew a circle with his hands up and down.

The calmness of the white-clothed young man in the distance immediately disappeared, and he looked at Feng Ling seriously. His eyes were full of light, and his body suddenly tensed.

The young man in gray in the audience was constantly applauding the mighty offensive of the strong man, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Unfortunately, to everyone's surprise, there was no expected cow hitting people. I saw Feng Ling's right leg suddenly take a step back, and his left leg exerted force, just like this, the buffalo retreated sideways, the speed of the two was amazingly consistent, what kind of precise control it needed to do!

Feng Ling took advantage of the moment of retreat, stretched out his right hand, and gently stroked the lower neck of the buffalo from top to bottom, while his left hand stroked the upper neck of the buffalo from the bottom up. When the two palms reached the same vertical line, a strange scene occurred, and the buffalo, which was still rampage and imposing, instantly turned into a puddle of water and fell to the ground with a "slap".

The audience was shocked!

"What's going on? How can my bull fall apart, what the hell is going on?" the strong man stared blankly at the puddle of waste water on the ground, unable to believe that a second ago, it was still a bull-shaped beast with full attack power!

The audience also came back to their senses and exchanged heads.

"What's going on? See, how the hell did he do it?"

"I can't believe it, I've never seen such a battle method, could it be that a physical art cultivator is already so powerful?"

The young man in white looked at Feng Ling who was standing quietly in the field with burning eyes, and was silent for a long time.

"Who is the second?" Feng Ling's loud voice pierced the audience, and everyone thought that there were still two challenges today!

No one responded, and before they found out the details of Feng Ling, everyone chose to be silent, and no one wanted to go up and be embarrassed.

"Shui Rou challenge, please teach my junior brother. While everyone was watching, a slightly weak voice came. This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, also dressed in gray, with a slightly weak figure, her white hands are slightly clenched into fists, and she looks at Feng Ling with a serious face.

"Senior sister, please!" Feng Ling also returned the salute with a slight fist.

Shui Rou's attack was not as long and complicated as the buffalo, it was just a slash towards the void, and three drops of rain with a faint blue light fell from the sky. The rain gradually hardened as it fell, turning into slender ice needles that pierced the wind.

Feng Ling obviously felt the power of the ice needle, and didn't dare to make a hard connection, and with a flick of his legs, he instantly changed positions. Shui Rou smiled slightly, her white and delicate hands moved quickly in the void, controlling the ice needle to chase after her.

At this time, Feng Ling in the air had no way to borrow his strength, and seeing that the ice needle was approaching in an instant, he could only hard-connect!

Medium-grade body surgery, local hardening!

Feng Ling stretched out his right arm and swept towards the ice needle. "Pong!" Three crisp sounds struck, and the ice needle still pierced into his arm slightly, and a trace of blood seeped out, and the force was greater than Feng Ling expected.

"Okay!" everyone in the audience saw that Shui Rou succeeded in his blow, and their morale soared!

Feng Ling shook his right arm, brushed away the blood on it, and looked at Shui Rou with a serious face.

"Come again!" Shui Rou saw that the effect of the temptation was good, and with another flick of her hands, more complicated symbols appeared in the void, and suddenly more than twenty ice needles pierced away.

Feng Ling kept churning backwards, struggling to dodge the ice needles, his brain quickly thinking about what to dodge.

"Truth is better than fiction, homeland and water!" Feng Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and quickly flipped backwards for two weeks, staring directly at the pursuing ice needle. Suddenly, Feng Ling poured his true qi into his right fist and blasted it towards the ground.

Lower body technique, earth escape technique!

With Feng Ling's bombardment, an earthen wall cracked into the ground and stood in front of Feng Ling. "Ping Pong ......" more than twenty ice needles pierced into the earthen wall, turned into water droplets again, and lost their aggressiveness. Because of the loss of control of the ice needle, Shui Rou was also implicated, she snorted and knelt on one knee, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Ling rushed in, turned his right hand into a knife, and slashed down. Shui Rou trembled and stretched out her arms to resist. However, Feng Ling's right hand twisted down at a strange angle, and it landed on the surface of his neck, without further inch.

"I lost!" Shui Rou was convinced, didn't say more, and walked silently towards the audience.

"It's a precise control! I couldn't do that when I was in the Liquid Spirit Realm. The young man in white muttered to himself.

The first two failed so easily, and everyone in the audience was even more cautious, secretly weighing their own strength. Shui Rou was defeated in the Liquid Spirit Fivefold Realm, and it seemed that there was no hope of victory below the Fivefold Realm! Everyone immediately turned their attention to their companions above the Fivefold Realm, hoping that they would go up and find face.

Feng Ling meditated and rested for a while, then stood up and said lightly, "Next!"

After a while, no one came on the field to challenge. People who cultivate below the fivefold realm think that they are invincible, so they naturally won't go up to find a draw, and those who cultivate above the fivefold realm are embarrassed to bully the small. Everyone just carried it, and the scene was extremely quiet.

"Hahaha, boys, Lao Tzu is here to put down his words, Liquid Spirit Realm cultivator, if anyone wins my bastard apprentice, he will be rewarded with ten medium-grade water spirit jades!" Feng Ling's bad master Shui Li's voice poured from all directions.

The scene immediately became noisy, from extremely quiet just now to extremely noisy, only for a moment.

"Ten medium-grade water spirit jades, if I have them, I will be sure to advance to the spirit pill realm. A gray-clothed young man from the Liquid Spirit Ninefold Realm said.

"If I had it, I would have been able to improve the quality of the water element. Another gray-clad boy said.

"I want it too!" another voice said.

"Hee-hee-hee, Miss Ben just doesn't want it, but Miss Ben wants to knock him down!" an arrogant female voice ethereated.