As soon as the leader, Zhenjun Xuanyi, finished speaking, four arenas appeared in front of the monks. Two arenas were on the side of the inner sect monks of Lingjian Sect, and the two arenas were on the side of the subordinate sect or family monks. They were clearly differentiated. On the side of the sect disciples, the Foundation Establishment Deacon Master took out 396 jade slips and suspended them in the air. He said: "This sect competition has 396 inner disciples participating. It will be divided into four rounds for the finals. The top fifty will be selected in the finals. , the top fifty will then compete against each other to determine the ranking. Opponent No. 1 will compete against No. 396, No. 2 will compete against No. 395, and so on. Now let’s start selecting the jade slips.”
Yang Xian observed the jade slip with his spiritual mind. His spiritual mind could not penetrate and see anything inside, so Yang Xian randomly selected a jade slip. After drawing No. 206, other fellow students also chose the jade slip. The selection was completed, and the foundation building deacon began. Recording information, No. 1 Han Bing played against No. 396 Zhao Wenlong, No. 2 Mu Qiuwan played against No. 395 Bai Shengyi... Yang Xian looked at No. 206 playing against No. 191 Wu Wenli.
The information registration is completed and recorded on the light screen, and then there is a duel in sequence, when No. 1 and No. 2 enter the field with their opponents respectively.
Yang Xian also started to prepare for the war, although it was still early for his turn. Every monk is waiting below the ring, because the ring is shrouded by a light curtain, and the situation inside the light curtain cannot be seen. Only when the winner is decided, the Foundation Establishment Deacon will cross out the name, leaving the winner, the battle of the monks Each has its own characteristics, and the time may be long or short. Yang Xian remembers the names of fellow disciples who will be victorious in a short time, such as Shangguan Yunfeng, Wang Yang, Zhong Yuhan, etc. The battle takes a very short time, and everyone is refining their Qi. In the later stages of cultivation, a monk who can determine the winner in a short period of time must have something special about him. Yang Xian reminded himself that if he encountered one, he needed to be careful. The winner of a battle between monks in the Qi refining stage can often be decided in about half a quarter of an hour. The longest time does not exceed half an hour, and the longest does not exceed 1 hour. Due to the fierce fighting, the spiritual power in the body in the later stage of Qi refining cannot sustain such a long time. time, about 20 hours, the game was coming to an end, and Yang Xian was the last few disciples to play.
Yang Xian entered the ring, and the person he was fighting against was Wu Wenli, a middle-aged female cultivator with a good appearance and a cold temperament. The Deacon of Foundation Establishment was by his side. After fellow disciples clasped their fists and announced their names, the Deacon of Foundation Establishment announced the start. Yang Xian summoned the Spirit Shield and the Golden Sharp Sword, and fought with the most conventional tactics. Because his opponent Wu Wenli turned out to be at the ninth level of Qi refining, Yang Xian could only cope with the changes by staying the same. As a last resort, it would depend on whose spirit it was. Wu Wenli was able to persist until the end. When Wu Wenli saw Yang Xian's normal fighting, she knew that the person in front of her was very experienced in fighting. Facing an opponent with a higher level of cultivation than herself, the defensive and counterattack method did work, but she was refining her Qi. The ninth-level masters, those who were only short of the Foundation Establishment Pill to directly build the Foundation, directly crushed them with their cultivation. So Wu Wenli summoned a blue flying sword and cast the first-level high-grade ice needle technique to attack directly. Yang Xian saw Seeing Wu Wenli's powerful attack, he retreated back, maintaining a distance of 45 feet, intending to use delaying tactics to avoid its sharp edge. However, Wu Wenli also had physical skills at his disposal and approached Yang Xian very quickly. Seeing that Yang Xian could not avoid his attack, he could only Being able to catch it hard, he directly controlled the Jin Ruijian to block Wu Wenli's blue flying sword. At the same time, he controlled the Yuling Shield to take a defensive posture. Jin Ruijian successfully blocked the attack of the blue flying sword. Yang Xian felt the opponent's blue flying sword. The attack power is not as great as expected, but the Ice Needle Technique is already close at hand, and Wu Wenli is also within ten feet of him. Yang Xian's control of the Spirit Shield should be able to completely block the Ice Needle Technique, but Wu Wenli, who is close to him, directly launches it. He picked up a talisman and the ground collapsed. Yang Xian secretly said, "Oh no, I fell into such a small trick."
Affected by the collapse of the ground, Yang Xian's center of gravity was unstable, and the Soul Control Shield could not completely block the Ice Needle Technique. If it was an ordinary monk in the late stage of Qi Refining, then it is possible that the confrontation in this round would be injured or the battle would end, but Yang Xian gave full play to it. Using the powerful advantage of his spiritual mind, he directly forcibly controlled the direction of the Soul Controlling Shield to perfectly block the attack of the Ice Needle Technique. Yang Xian also took advantage of the situation to support a flip with his hands, landed steadily, and withdrew the Golden Sharp Sword and the Soul Controlling Shield, and once again Maintain the initial attack and defense postures.
Wu Wenli was a little surprised when she saw that the first wave of attacks failed. This guy at the seventh level of Qi Refining had two brushes. So he continued to attack. Wu Wenli directly took out a talisman and summoned a fire net to carry out a full-coverage strike. The blue flying sword was always on standby for a fatal blow. Yang Xian discovered through this attack called Wu Wenli that the opponent should be a major. Water attribute skills, one-hand Ice Needle Technique is extremely proficient and has extremely strong attack power. Now, summoning the fire net through the talisman to carry out a full-coverage strike should be a backup plan. Now he has to go all out. Yang Xian directly took out the Shock Bell, A mouthful of blood essence activated the Fright Bell, and the piercing ringing sound instantly sounded in the ring space. Wu Wenli was suddenly attacked by the Fright Bell sound wave, and was hit instantly. The fire net stopped, disappeared in the middle, and the blue flying sword fell to the ground. Taking advantage of this At a good opportunity, Yang Xian's golden sharp sword has been parked on the side of Wu Wenli's head. Seeing this, the Foundation Establishment Deacon directly declared Yang Xian the winner, and then gave Yang Xian a meaningful look. Yang Xian clasped his fists in embarrassment: "Senior sister, I accept the concession." Wu Wenli, who had only recovered at this time, gave Yang Xian a fierce look, took back the blue flying sword, turned around and left the ring, and it was not even half a quarter of an hour into the game. It was really embarrassing and humiliating to be defeated by my junior brother.
Yang Xian also put away the magic weapon and left, then returned to his position and continued to wait. Unexpectedly, in the first game, he took out the Shocking Bell, a means of pressing the bottom of the box. Just because the opponent was too strong, Yang Xian thought: "If they are all ninth-level Qi refining monks, then they will have to spray more blood."
Yang Xian returned to the waiting position. Unexpectedly, several eyes were looking at him. Yang Xian quickly meditated. Regardless of other things, the main reason was that the game ended too soon. Originally, he wanted to fight to the end, but his senior sister was too strong. It can only be resolved quickly. An hour later, the first round of competition was over. Deacon Establishment did not wait for the disciples who had just finished the competition to recover before starting a new round of drawing. This time, there were only 198 jade slips. The rules were still the same, No. 1 vs. 198. No. 2 vs. No. 197, and so on. Yang Xian was extremely lucky this time. He drew No. 2 and was about to enter the field in the first round. When Yang Xian saw that his fellow disciples who came out in the final game actually drew No. 197, Yang Xian felt in his heart It's like eating honey, and this fellow disciple is pale, has obviously lost too much spiritual power, and is even injured. Moreover, his cultivation level is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Although this fellow disciple has taken the elixir when he came out, there is not enough time to draw lots. After recovering, this unlucky fellow disciple was named Li Tailai.
At the end of the draw, Yang Xian entered the ring and faced his unlucky fellow student Li Tailai. After exchanging names, Yang Xian directly used the Jin Ruijian to attack. With his powerful divine will, the Jin Ruijian was extremely fast and powerful in attack. Li Tailai He only had the power to parry, and didn't even have time to place a talisman. Yang Xian attacked for half a quarter of an hour, and Li Tailai defended for half a quarter of an hour. Yang Xian's other methods were useless, and Li Tailai gave up because Li Tailai couldn't fight anymore. , It turns out that this Li Tailai is actually very powerful, and he has a late-level first-order spiritual beast in his hand. However, the price he paid in the last battle with his ninth-level Qi Refining Brother was too great, and his own spiritual energy was consumed too much, and the spiritual beast was also injured and fell into a deep sleep. , and then his strength plummeted, allowing Yang Xian to get a big advantage. Li Tailai admitted defeat, and the foundation-building deacon in this arena decisively announced that Yang Xian had won. Li Tailai left extremely unwillingly. Today's luck is hard to say.
Yang Xian returned to the registration number position again and started waiting for practice. The second round was over in 10 hours. The speed of the game was getting faster and faster. The Foundation Establishment Deacon began to announce the rules. Because it was an odd number, 50 was drawn. The disciple with the number 2 had a bye and entered the top 50 directly. Other than that, the lottery rules were the same as before. Deacon Establishment took out 99 jade slips and the disciples started to draw. Yang Xian drew number 2 again and faced Fang Yuan. Mirror, the ninth level of Qi refining, the middle-aged man named Fang Yuanjing burst out laughing. Yang Xian was wondering if it was so funny. At the same time, Yang Xian found that other disciples of the same sect were looking at him, and Yang Xian also quietly Looking at the others, he realized that he was the only one left among his fellow disciples at the seventh level of Qi Refining. No wonder this fellow disciple named Fang Yuanjing was so happy. The other disciples of the same sect are basically at the ninth level of Qi refining to open the Tiandu Immortal Vein. Among the 99 inner sect disciples, he is the only one at the seventh level of Qi refining, and there are only 26 or so who are at the eighth level of Qi refining, and Gu Tianwen Both Sun Hao and Liu Dezhi were eliminated. Coincidentally, Wang Lun drew No. 50 and had a bye. This was extremely lucky.
After the draw was over, Yang Xian entered the ring directly, and then the deacon uncle glanced at Yang Xian and Fang Yuanjing strangely. Both Yang Xian and Fang Yuanjing were confused. The two exchanged names and the game began.
Fang Yuanjing's attack from the beginning was like fire. He used three first-level top-grade fiery talismans one after another. Yang Xian still used the Soul Controlling Shield and the Golden Sharp Sword to block it. Fortunately, the Soul Controlling Shield, as a high-quality defensive weapon, completely blocked it. After being attacked by the Explosive Talisman, Yang Xian was not polite and used his powerful spiritual mind to directly override the Jin Rui Sword to attack. The Jin Rui Sword attacked very fast and came to Fang Yuanjing's side in an instant, but Fang Yuanjing did not panic. Busy summoned a flying knife and blocked Yang Xian's flying sword attack. Yang Xian's golden sharp sword attack was extremely sharp, but Fang Yuanjing could just block the flying sword attack every time he controlled the flying knife. This made Yang Xian sigh, Sure enough, the monks who have cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining are not just people who live in vain. Fang Yuanjing seems to have figured out Yang Xian's strength. Except for the sharp attack of the flying sword, the defense is quite satisfactory, and there are no other special means, or It's because other special means were not shown. So Fang Yuanjing carried out a second attack. Fang Yuanjing once again used four Explosive Talisman, and then used his spiritual power to gather a huge fire attribute spell, the Great Fire Ball. The Great Fire Ball is only a first-level mid-level spell, but This big fireball technique seems to be larger than the ordinary big fireball technique. It is not over yet. Fang Yuanjing uses his spiritual power to activate the first-level high-grade spell, the boulder technique. Yang Xian found that these veteran inner disciples have too many methods. As long as Giving them time, all kinds of spells and talismans came at their fingertips. Yang Xian looked at the attacking Explosive Talisman and Boulder Technique, and did not dare to underestimate it. Moreover, the Soul Control Shield was already irresistible, so Yang Xian took out the Ye Ye from the storage bag. The first-level mid-level fireball skills given by the sisters were activated one after another, hoping that they could resist for a while so that they could move around and look for opportunities to activate the frightening bell.
Yang Xian activated ten fireball talismans in a row before barely blocking the attacks of four explosive talismans. The temperature of the entire arena was extremely high. Although the attacks of the four fiery talismans were barely blocked, the danger was not eliminated. The boulder spell had already attacked under the control of Fang Yuanjing. Yang Xian activated the five first-order and medium-grade winding talismans in the storage bag, and the five first-order talismans were The medium-grade winding talismans were successively destroyed by the boulder technique, and the boulder technique's attacks also became slower. However, Fang Yuanjing actually used his spiritual power to launch a super fireball technique, but the target of this super fireball technique was not himself. Yang Xian felt that When the crisis came, he used the Shock Bell. At this time, he heard Fang Yuanjing shout, "Spell fusion!" At this time, Yang Xian was surprised to find that the first-level high-grade boulder technique was strangely fused with the super fireball technique. It turned into a huge burning stone and attacked him. This fusion spell was directly similar to the blood-robed man's talisman formation technique. It was very powerful. Fortunately, the attack speed of this fusion spell was not fast, leaving Yang Xian to react. time is limited.
Yang Xian's spiritual mind sent a frantic warning, and Yang Xian directly spurted out his blood essence to activate the Frightening Bell. The harsh sound reappeared, resounding throughout the arena in one breath. Fang Yuanjing, the key target attacked by the Frightening Bell, directly let out a painful cry. The wailing was directly unable to resist, and the fusion spell exploded five feet away from Yang Xian because of the loss of Fang Yuanjing's control. Yang Xian controlled the spirit shield to resist the damage caused by the fusion spell explosion, and at the same time continued to activate the frightening bell, one breath Afterwards, Yang Xian was still activating the Shock Bell to attack Fang Yuanjing with all his strength, but at this time, the foundation-building master uncle had already arrived at Fang Yuanjing's side and protected Fang Yuanjing with a true essence shield. He frowned slightly and transmitted his spiritual consciousness. To Yang Xian, "Stop, you win this game."
When Yang Xian heard this, he stopped inputting the magic power of the Fright Bell. Yang Xian, who was pale, slowly put away the Fright Bell, then put away the Spirit Shield and the Golden Sharp Sword together and looked at the deacon uncle who frowned slightly. . Only then did Yang Xian realize that Fang Yuanjing had fainted. In fact, what Yang Xian didn't know was that without the resistance of the Foundation Establishment Deacon's True Essence Shield, Fang Yuanjing would have been dead, and the full power of the Shocking Bell would have affected the Deacon Master's uncle. It all had an impact, so Uncle Deacon frowned slightly.
"You take care of your image first and wait for Fang Yuanjing to wake up." Uncle Deacon said.
Yang Xian used his spiritual power to activate a small cloud and rain technique to gather clear water and reflect his appearance. His face was gray, his hair was flying, and his yellow inner disciple's clothes were all damaged. Fortunately, he had the resistance of the spirit shield, otherwise he would not be able to practice his physical training. Definitely exposed. Yang Xian took care of himself slowly. A quarter of an hour later, Fang Yuanjing woke up. He was still in a semi-dizzied state. It seemed that the shock bell had a great impact.
After leaving the ring, Yang Xian's name was still on the list, becoming the third disciple to enter the top 50. The first one was Zhong Yuhan, who won the previous ring. The second one was Yang Xian himself, and the other one was ranked 50th. Wang Lun.
Yang Xian returned to the registration number and waited quietly for other competitions. This time, the 50-place promotion competition was even shorter. It seemed that everyone was fighting desperately. Therefore, the longest time of each battle was only half an hour, and the short 6 Within an hour, the top 50 people in this sect competition had already come out. When Yang Xian saw the remaining inner disciples, they were all his senior brothers. One of them was at the seventh level of Qi refining, the other six were at the eighth level of Qi refining, and the rest were all at the ninth level of Qi refining. Yang Xian looked at the senior brothers. Looking at himself with surprised eyes, the acquaintance Wang Lun smiled at him, Yang Xian remained calm, practiced silently, and waited for arrangements.
