Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 39 Attribute Spells and Ambushers
It seems that the previous methods did not scare this old guy, he still dares to take risks!
"Old immortal!" Zhou Ming opened his mouth slowly but no sound came out, but it could be seen from his lip shape.

Wang Ai, who was standing on the high platform, suddenly became gloomy and stared at Zhou Ming.

"You little bastard, just wait." Wang Ai cursed in his heart.

On the other side, the head of the Lu family, Lu Ci, originally had a stern face, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly laughed.

He immediately met Wang Ai's gaze. The two old guys looked at each other. After years of collusion, they nodded in unison.

Let’s deal with this fool together!

“…Now it’s your time!” After the old Taoist said this, he arranged for people to draw lots.

He walked down and glanced at Wang Ai and Lu Ci calmly, and said softly: "Everyone, my Tianshi Mansion has finally held a grand event, and we must not mess it up."

"With your reputation as the old Taoist priest, who would dare to mess around in the competition?" Wang Ai said with a sinister smile.

Then he left with Lu Ci. The mountain behind is so big that your Tianshi Mansion can control every place.

"That guy is not simple. Bring more people with you to prevent him from running away."

"The nearest manpower will arrive tomorrow, and we will start tomorrow."

"Okay! Then I'll let this kid see what happens when he's the first to stand out in the martial arts world!"

On the other side, on the playing field.

Zhou Ming walked into the wide competition field, and the other three people looked at each other.

"There's no strong one. Let's solve it quickly later!" Zhou Ming said in his heart after reacting for a moment.

He reached into his pocket, took out three steel balls, and rubbed them in his hands.

“…The game begins!” the Taoist priest who acted as the referee gave the order.

"Bang bang bang!"

After three consecutive crisp sounds, the three contestants fell backwards together and landed heavily on the ground.

Look at the bulge on the forehead, the force is just right, it makes you feel dizzy but doesn’t hurt your brain.

"The game is over, the winner is Zhou Ming!" The referee Taoist priest looked at Zhou Ming deeply and finally spoke.

The resounding voice broke the silence, and the scene exploded as if a powder keg had been lit.

"Damn, where did this expert come from?"

"He defeated three people in an instant. This person is so powerful, but why have we never heard of him before?"

"What was that shadow just now? Finger-snapping or stone throwing? How can this skill be so powerful?"

"Hahaha, there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the martial arts world. It's not just those with big names who are strong. I don't think Zhang Lingyu and Zhuge Qing are necessarily this guy's opponents."

"Bullshit, Ah Qing is the strongest..."

On the stage, Xu San, who was gathering information, gasped when he saw this scene. "Oh no! Zhang Chulan has a new opponent."

Zhou Ming turned and walked out of the competition venue. Today's competition was over. The 32 selected contestants would compete for the championship in the next five days.

On the seventh day, the awards were presented and at night Quan Xing made a big fuss at Mount Longhu.

After walking a few laps, I came to another competition venue and looked at the four people in the center of the field.

"Looks like we're not too late." Zhou Ming found a place to sit down and looked at Zhuge Qing below.

"Let me see what's so mysterious about this strange formation?" Zhuge Qing stomped his feet on the ground, and the space around him suddenly changed.

Anyone with a keen sense of perception could notice this change, let alone Zhou Ming.

"There is a thin layer of space covering the surroundings, which is a bit similar to the Bagua Mirror." Zhou Ming's eyes lit up. Can the Bagua Mirror be used to perform strange formations?
"There is a way, there is definitely a way. Maybe I can really unleash the power of the two magic weapons." Zhou Ming became more and more excited as he thought about it, and he carefully observed the thin layer of space.

Unfortunately, the game ended very quickly, and Zhou Ming looked at Zhuge Qing with a hint of regret.

"He didn't provoke me, there is no conflict, and the other party is not a bad guy." Zhou Ming shook his head and muttered softly.

Zhou Ming left the competition venue. There was nothing interesting to see in the next competition, so he might as well go back to do research while his inspiration was still strong.

Arriving at the single room assigned to him in Tianshi Mansion, Zhou Ming looked around and waved.

Three dark killers emerged from the purple-black smoke, and some materials and a small boiler appeared on the ground.

"I have been thinking about the attributes of the three dark killers for a long time, but it was not until today that I thought of the eight attributes of demonic energy deep in the Bagua Mirror. The attributes of heaven and earth of the black energy should be very suitable for the three corpses' demonic energy." Zhou Ming looked at the prepared materials and returned to the bed, sitting cross-legged.

Yin-Yang Heart Lake, Zhou Ming sat cross-legged on the black soil, looking at the Bagua mirror in the air.

The information of the eight kinds of black air in the depths gradually surged in his mind. The black air of the three attributes of water, fire and wind stayed, and the others were swept out of his mind.

"Compared to water and wind, the attribute of fire is more familiar, so let's start with this." Zhou Ming opened his eyes and prepared the materials.

A faint firelight lit up in the house, mixed with green light, and various smells wafted out.

As the sky gradually darkened, the moon climbed up into the sky and gradually slid down, and the early morning sun took over the baton.

As the morning light shone, Zhou Ming did not look tired at all. Instead, he looked energetic and looked at the scene in front of him with joy.

A bright red light floated above the small stove, with fire surging in it.

"Let me see what kind of changes this fire attribute will bring to the dark killer of the evil spirit of anger?" Zhou Ming grabbed the magic spell.

The power of the Three Corpses Curse immediately boiled slightly, and the curse mark on the chest began to burn.

One corner of it became bright red, no longer blurry as before, but a mark like a flame.

A purple-black aura emerged, and a dark killer, the smallest of whom was only 1.8 meters tall, appeared in front with a big hammer in his hand.

At first glance, the Dark Killer's body had undergone obvious changes, becoming more substantial.

The body that would have dissipated after being hit hard has undergone another change.

"Self-destruction? That's not bad. It's more durable and self-destruction, combined with the easier resurrection summon, is even more difficult to deal with than the imp." Zhou Ming nodded slightly, although it was only limited to this one dark killer.

"In two or three days at most, the attributes of the other two dark killers will be mastered. By then, the three-in-one summoned mountain dark killer will become much stronger."

Zhou Ming's mouth curled up slightly. It turned out to be a good decision for this trip. It broadened his horizons and inspiration suddenly emerged.

I opened the door and headed for the competition venue. I wonder who my opponent will be in today's 32-to-16 match?
The competition venue and accommodation are far away and require some walking distance.

But when he had just walked halfway, Zhou Ming stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It seems that the previous methods were not cruel enough!" Zhou Ming said coldly.

"Boy, if you just rely on being ruthless in this world, you will only be treated like a dog and beaten to death and stewed into dog meat." An old and cold voice sounded.

A group of people came out of the woods and surrounded Zhou Ming. Some were wearing suits, while others were wearing various clothes.

Wang Ai, leaning on a cane, and Lu Ci walked out of the crowd, looking at Zhou Ming with a sneer.

(End of this chapter)