If Zhou Yang had known that several masters were targeting him, he would probably have lost all enthusiasm for the competition. With a fake elixir and a ninth-level Tianyuan, they could crush him to death with one finger.
At this time, he was pursuing the victory. Hou Xin had already used dozens of golden shield talismans. However, those low-level talismans didn't work at all, and he suffered more and more injuries.
Hou Xin felt aggrieved, and his situation was not much better than that of his junior brother. He was suppressed completely from the moment he came up, and he didn't even have a chance to breathe.
In fact, Zhou Yang didn't feel well either. Most of his spiritual power had been consumed. If he didn't deal with Hou Xin, he would be unable to support himself.
Gritting his teeth, a magical weapon appeared in front of Zhou Yang again, the Golden Snake Death Spear!
Hou Xin's eyeballs almost fell out, he couldn't let anyone live anymore, this kid is not a Lingtai cultivator, he is simply a master of Tianyuan Realm!
One top-grade magic weapon and two top-grade magic weapons were enough to beat Hou Xin to the point where he was unable to fight back. The golden gun at this moment became the straw that broke the camel's back. Hou Xin was already psychologically defeated. .
But this kid was also a character. He shouted loudly, his spiritual power surged wildly, and the shield in front of him grew in size again.
However, the speed of the golden gun was faster than he expected, and it was not a frontal attack. It disappeared behind and above him in a flash.
Hou Xin was shocked and retreated hastily, but it was still too late. He only felt a heat on the back of his neck, and two rays of light snaked out of his throat. The spiritual power he had just gathered dissipated.
His eyes quickly blurred, all the protective spiritual light disappeared, the magic shield lost its spiritual power and shrank rapidly, and dozens of wind blades above his head fell directly, tearing it into pieces.
When one party was killed, the restrictions on the arena were immediately removed. Zhou Yang did not dare to neglect, reached out to summon Hou Xin's magic weapon and storage bag, and jumped off the high platform.
"Damn, you're still a step too late!" At the same time, a disciple from Dashun Trading Company had jumped onto the ring, but he had an annoyed look on his face.
On the viewing platform, Fudo's smile flashed away.
Zhou Yang rushed to the main team in a few steps, swallowed a handful of elixirs, and began to meditate to recover.
At this time, the competition had been going on for three hours. One-third of the one hundred and fifty cultivators had been killed in the battle, and more than eighty people were injured, of which a dozen were unable to continue the competition due to serious injuries.
Basically everyone has been in the ring, and the highest one has won three games in a row. However, the one who holds this record is Xiao Daoyi, who has already lost his soul.
However, there are also many people who have won two games in a row, including Qi Yong, Zu Zhen, and Hong Zhan.
Of course, the same is true for Zhou Yang.
However, the cumulative number of wins among the three Qi and Yong players exceeded four. The one who received the most jade medals was Qi Yong, with seven, and Zu Zhen and Hongzhan both had six.
In response, both of them held their breath and vowed to surpass Qi Yong in the token.
After half an hour, Zhou Yang woke up. Sitting next to him was Wu Qiong. This guy actually won two games and got two jade medals, but he was still closing his eyes to recuperate.
The Butcher has extraordinary strength. He won three games and received four jade medals, and his injuries were not too serious.
Pei Zhongjie only won one game. In the second game, he and his opponent lost two games and it was considered a tie. However, the injury was too serious and he withdrew from the fight and was carried back to Tianxing Gate.
There was still an hour and a half before the end of the competition. Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to play. Instead, he sank his consciousness into his storage bag and explored the blue sky.
The defense of this object is very powerful. If you can master it in a short time, it will be a great help.
The shape of the blue sky is very irregular, only the size of a palm, and the material cannot be seen. It looks like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood. The whole body is light blue, which looks very strange.
I sank my consciousness into it, but I didn't find the magic control formula. I tried it with other top-quality magic weapons. The blue sky only trembled slightly a few times, but it didn't have much effect.
Zhou Yang shook his head and turned his consciousness to Xiao Daoyi's storage bag.
After careful inspection, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. There were quite a few jade slips in the storage bag, but none of them recorded Lan Tian's method of controlling magic.
What's going on? Did that guy destroy it? Most likely.
However, in this case, it is impossible to control this treasure in a short time, and we can only find a way in the future.
"Oh, the power of divine consciousness has reappeared in Niwan Palace, that's great!" After taking a short rest, Zhou Yang's heart moved. The power of divine consciousness with the fire attribute was not only fully restored, but also seemed to have increased slightly. This is true. An unexpected surprise.
He had never used the power of divine consciousness before, but he felt that there should be such power in the altar, but it was not obvious.
However, after only using it three or two times in the past few days, the power of spiritual consciousness has been reduced. Could it be that by using this method frequently, the power of spiritual consciousness can be increased?
If this is really the case, it seems that we can no longer hide our secrets, and we have to use this technique frequently.
Hehe, let’s see who is unlucky in the next competition!
Although he doesn't have Lan Tian's magic control technique, Xiao Daoyi's storage bag does have a lot of things.
There are three pieces of high-grade magic shields, four pieces of top-grade magic weapons, two pieces of intermediate inner armor, some bottles and jars and numerous materials, and there are more than 300 pieces of second-grade spiritual stones.
This guy is really rich. I don't know if it was given by his elders or he got it himself. It is much better than his senior brother Hou Xin's storage bag.
The magic weapon still requires a lot of effort, but the magic shield can be used immediately, and there is no need to be familiar with the control method.
Next, another battle begins.
However, in the subsequent battles, everyone became more cautious and no longer rushed into battle. Instead, they made a decision after comprehensively assessing the opponent's strength.
Therefore, the competition process slowed down a lot. It was not until the last moment that everyone in the audience couldn't hold it anymore and came on stage to challenge one after another.
Qi Yong and Qi Yong had occupied three arenas respectively, and each won one match. Since no one came up to challenge them, the three of them simply sat cross-legged on the stage and meditated.
Zhou Yang stared at a champion who had just won but retreated from the high platform, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The ringmaster reported his surname as Dongyuan. Needless to say, this guy is also a descendant of the He family in Suiling City, and should be of the same generation as He Dongcang and He Dongsi.
If this guy hadn't been a disciple of Zhou Tianzong, and in public, Zhou Yang would have gone on stage and killed him long ago.
He doesn't have a good impression of any of the Sui Ling He family, and to say he doesn't have a good impression would be an understatement. Whenever he sees a member of the He family, he will become murderous.
Zhou Yang withdrew his gaze, looked up at the champions on each high platform, and jumped onto the third platform.
At this time, the third challenger was Wu Gong, a disciple of Dashun Trading Company. This man had just won a match and was hesitating to get off the stage.
He glanced at the injured people meditating in the audience, took out a few pills, swallowed them, and chose to continue defending.
The reason why Zhou Yang came to the stage to fight against Wu Gong was because this man was extremely insidious. He had just shown weakness to win the opponent's sympathy, and when his opponent relaxed his vigilance, he struck him with a vicious move and seriously injured him.
He hated people who broke their promises. Wu Gong begged the other party to spare him, and his opponent seemed to have agreed. However, Wu Gong betrayed his promise and took advantage of his unpreparedness to kill him. Such a villain would not have any psychological burden when he killed him.
In order to prevent Wu Gong from admitting defeat before the battle, Zhou Yang entered the ring without saying a word, and released the power of his spiritual consciousness, directly disturbing his mind. Then with a flash of his sword, Wu Gong's head fell to the ground.
This scene shocked everyone with their mouths wide open.
How can it be? He was the direct disciple of a certain general manager of Dashun Trading Company, and he was killed in one move. Who was this guy Zhou Yang?
"A little-known kid is so powerful!"
"I heard that he only recently joined the Tianxing Sect, but he rose quickly and is now the law enforcement captain of the execution hall!"
"The little Tianxing Sect is really full of talents. I think this guy is not much worse than Qi Yong!"
"Isn't that right? I will definitely enter the top ten and become famous!"
"He won these two games too easily!"
"By the way, what method did he use just now? Why was Wu Gong so slow to react?"
"You ask me, I'll ask who to go with!"
"Oh, the ultimate defensive weapon, why did it fall into his hands!"
"You deserve it. If I let you fuck me but you can't, who should I blame!"
"go away!"
Zhou Yang ignored the comments in the audience. He once again received three storage bags and three jade tokens. The total number of jade tokens had risen to eight, tying for first place with Qi Yong.
Wu Gong had won a match before, but now he took advantage of Zhou Yang.
He killed Wu Gong so neatly, and coupled with his previous record, the participating disciples in the audience were shocked. For a while, no one dared to challenge on stage.
At this time, the Butcher was fighting with others in the No. 9 ring. Wu Qiong also won another round, but was unable to defend the ring and had to step down to heal his injuries.
None of the champions on the ten high platforms were seriously injured, and their fighting power was still strong. But there was less than an hour before the end, and except for a few of the remaining disciples in the audience who were eager to try, the rest had already given up.
The top ten in the Lingtai Realm Competition are basically determined.
Zhou Yang turned his head and looked at the No. 9 arena where the fierce battle was taking place. At this time, the Butcher had the absolute upper hand. Without a hundred moves, the opponent would be defeated.
Just when Zhou Yang was about to look away, the situation in Arena No. 9 suddenly changed.
The disciples of the Taiqing Sect who were at a disadvantage hurriedly slapped a storage bag on their waist while retreating. Of course, Zhou Yang hurriedly regarded it as a storage bag.
In an instant, an unknown little beast jumped out of the storage bag. The little beast was extremely flexible and shot towards the chest of the chasing butcher like lightning.
The butcher was horrified, but it was too late to stop his forward movement. As the little beast's claws swung out, a large chunk of flesh was ripped off the butcher's chest and skin.
The little beast must have gained some intelligence. The sharp claws touched the damaged part of the butcher's intermediate armor. Half a kilogram of flesh and blood was grabbed by the little beast. The blood spattered and stained red. He took off a large piece of his robe, and the butcher's face instantly turned pale.
He hurriedly retracted his figure, his eyes flashing with cold light.
The little beast was hit, probably injured, and flew back to its owner.
The butcher had an elixir bottle in his hand. He raised his head and poured in a few elixirs, glaring at the other person.
The merchant disciple put the little beast back into his storage bag, swallowed a few pills, and confronted the butcher.
Seeing this, Zhou Yang realized that it was not a storage bag at all, but a spirit beast bag.
