My Optimized Immortal Life

Chen Qing naturally saw Xu Lingxin vomiting blood. When he saw her turn around, he immediately moved forward, held her soft hands, and fed a pill into Xu Lingxin's mouth to heal the wounds in her body.

"My lord, I'm fine."

Xu Lingxin swallowed the pill and then smiled.

Hearing this, Chen Qing nodded.

"You haven't fully mastered that technique yet, and forcing it to perform will damage your foundation and be detrimental to your future practice. Don't use it in the near future."

After he finished speaking, Xu Lingxin nodded, then sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat and began to practice qigong to regulate her breathing and heal her injuries.

Seeing this, Chen Qing casually set up a small formation to isolate Xu Lingxin from the outside world, and then looked at the fighting stage, waiting for the subsequent competition.

Beside him, True Lord Chiyu, who had witnessed the entire battle between Xu Lingxin and others, could not help but nod his head.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he naturally had a broad vision. In the fight just now, the ice magic power that Xu Lingxin used was extremely extraordinary. It seemed that it was not the magic power cultivated by ordinary cultivators through exercises, but more like a special magic power blessed by physical constitution.

As expected, being able to be Fellow Daoist Chen’s Taoist partner must be something extraordinary.

He sighed inwardly.

Although there are many ways to fight in the Nascent Soul stage, most of the time both sides are evenly matched. Unless the difference in cultivation is too great, it is rare for a cultivator to crush others throughout the whole process.

However, Xu Lingxin is quite good. She can win with her magic power even though her cultivation level is not as good as that of the opponent. This is extremely rare. Ordinary spiritual bodies do not have such an increase that can allow cultivators to gain an advantage in the Nascent Soul stage.

Both Chen Qing and Xu Lingxin have won a game, and their ranking in the early Nascent Soul stage can at least reach the top 20.

Although there are more than eighty cultivators who come to Linxian City to participate in the competition, more than half of them are in the early Nascent Soul stage, there are only about twenty in the middle Nascent Soul stage, and as for the great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, there are probably less than ten of them.

Therefore, as long as Chen Qing wins two or three more games, he will be able to get the fourth-level reward.

Whether it is the choice of exercises, spiritual materials, or elixirs, they will undoubtedly be of great help to Chen Qing's subsequent practice. However, according to Chen Qing's estimation, if he does not use the Yin and Yang magic power and does not use the Yin and Yang Reverse Light, he can only win two more games at most. If he is unlucky in the middle and faces a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he will most likely lose.

But that's enough.

Chen Qing did not intend to use the Yin-Yang Reverse Light in a fight. This technique was extremely powerful and even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage would be injured if he was not careful.

Almost all the Nascent Soul cultivators from the entire southern region gathered in the fighting arena. If this method was exposed, although it would make some people wary, it would also put himself in a too conspicuous position.

Thinking of this, Chen Qing's second battle soon came.

He glanced at Xu Lingxin and saw that she was still recuperating, so he flew up and landed on the fighting stage. Opposite him was a young man in silver armor, holding a spear more than ten feet long in his hand. The spear body was snow-silver, and the spear head was shining with golden dots. There were some mysterious thunders wrapped around it, and the surrounding void was faintly distorted because of it.

A mid-grade spiritual treasure!

Chen Qing was startled, and then he saw the young man looking at him and bowing.

"I am the elder of Linxian Pavilion, my Taoist name is Lei Yuan. Fellow Taoist, please be careful."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing also returned the gift.

"My name is Lie Yu, nice to meet Elder Lei Yuan."

Lei Yuan nodded, then swung the spear in his hand, and the whole person immediately turned into a shadow, disappeared from the spot, and rushed straight towards Chen Qing.

Such a fast escape!

Chen Qing was surprised again, but fortunately he had extraordinary spiritual awareness. Although Lei Yuan's escape speed was extraordinary, he could still detect the trace, twist his body, and avoid the shot that Lei Yuan had already shot.

"My physical skills are quite good."

Seeing that his attack missed, Lei Yuan commented, and then, a surge of energy burst out from his body and condensed on the gun. He twisted the gun in his hand, and the gun head was like a tiger, rushing straight towards Chen Qing.

This person is practicing both Dharma and body, and his physical cultivation has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul!

Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators might think that this Lei Yuan was a physical cultivator. After all, the Qi and blood were too vast, and even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was suppressed by it. But Chen Qing was in front of this person at this time. With his spiritual sense, he naturally found out the situation of this Lei Yuan.

Although this thunder element exploded with all the energy and blood in his body, it was condensed as one without any loss, and he could control it as easily as with a finger. It was obvious that his physical cultivation was extremely high. However, when he was waving the spear, magic power flowed through his palms and circulated through the spear, blessing it and making its power soar.

Chen Qing's mind was racing like lightning. In just a moment, he had seen through all of Lei Yuan's details. However, even so, he still found it difficult to compete with him.

The spear tip attacked, and the black thunder wrapped around it flowed, and the surrounding void collapsed faintly, as if it could not withstand the power of the black thunder.

Fourth-level spiritual thunder!

Chen Qing's figure flashed and appeared a hundred meters away, avoiding the attack.

At the same time, he also made a spell with his hand, and the magic power flowed around his body. A three-colored treasure fan was suspended in his hand.

"rise!"

Chen Qing shouted softly.

He waved the treasure fan in his hand, and the magic power of the Nascent Soul was released. A burning wind rose out of thin air, directly covering the place where the thunder element was. The fire spiritual energy in the world was in turmoil and was absorbed by the burning wind, increasing its power.

“It’s actually Foehn!”

When Lei Yuan saw Chen Qing using the treasure fan to create a traceless wind, a solemn look appeared on his face.

His entire body surged with energy, transforming into a blood dragon. With a furious roar, he clung to the spear, his Nascent Soul stage mana flowing through it, blessing it. The weapon patterns on it shone, and the mysterious thunder on the spear head seemed to grow stronger. Invisible energy spread, and even through the formation, the other cultivators fighting outside felt a sense of oppression, and they all cast their gazes in his direction.

"break!"

Seeing that Fen Feng was approaching him, Lei Yuan used the spear in his hand as a head and turned himself into a ray of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the spot and then slammed into the invisible wall formed by Fen Feng.

boom! ! !

The air waves rolled in, completely enveloping the fighting platform. The aftermath spread, causing the formation protecting the fighting platform to shake slightly and flash with spiritual light.

The Taoist Shangyuan, who was sitting high at the top, suddenly cast his gaze over at this moment and let out a light exclamation.

"It's truly rare to find someone who can fight on par with Lei Yuan."

Chen Qing stood in place, holding the Three Spirits Mysterious Fire Fan in his hand. The rolling air waves could not shake his body at all. He narrowed his eyes, raised the treasure fan in his hand again, and then fanned it down with a bang.

The invisible burning wind rose again, swallowing up the sweeping air wave and its aftermath, and pressed forward. But at this moment, a ray of lightning broke out from the rolling air wave. Lei Yuan, holding a gun in his hand and with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, rushed straight towards Chen Qing.

"Fellow Daoist, this Burning Wind is quite powerful. Even if I want to break it, I will have to pay a heavy price."

His voice transmission flew into Chen Qing's ears, but a look of horror appeared on his face.

The thunder element was still in the same place the moment before, but the next moment it almost teleported through the brewing burning wind and appeared in front of Chen Qing.

The gun shot out like a dragon, and the black thunder broke through the air.

Chen Qing had no place to hide.