All the officials had expressed their opinions. Some showed weakness, some showed strength, and some had no independent opinions. Wei Wujing had to clarify his position again.
The several fake elixir masters he mentioned, in addition to the great elder Qiu Yiming, there are also two reclusive fake elixir realm casual cultivators who have also joined the Zhoutian Sect. These two people are more important than the thousands of disciples who have entered the school. big.
"Wait a moment, Chen Mieh will send someone soon." Master Jibao glanced at the crowd, and the discussion stopped abruptly.
Early the next morning, Zhou Yang and his entourage arrived at Nancheng Square early, waiting for the competition to begin.
"Senior brother, Zhou Tianzong is simply too powerful. Not only is the sect leader's cultivation level reaching the sky, but the deputy sect leader has also broken through to the realm of golden elixir. He will definitely be the overlord of Dingbei in the future!"
"Yes, it would be great if we were also disciples of Zhou Tian Sect!"
"Actually, it's not difficult, as long as you win the top three."
"Tch, it's not that easy. Let alone the top three, being in the top ten is a great blessing."
There was still no one on the viewing platform, and the cultivators from various affiliated forces below were all whispering and envious of becoming disciples of Zhou Tian Sect.
Half an hour later, Qiu Yiming was the leader, followed by more than a hundred Tianyuan masters. These people filed in from the entrance of the square, and among them was Wu Xiao, the elder of Tianxing Sect.
There were obviously more people coming today than yesterday, and Zhou Yang spotted Lan Kuotian, the head of the Tianxing Sect, at a glance.
He was somewhat aware that the leaders of the affiliated forces who had not come yesterday were all present today. It seemed that they had gone to Zhou Tianzong to meet Hai Tianxiao.
After sitting down on the viewing platform, Lan Kuotian glanced at the Tianxing Sect disciples in the audience and nodded lightly.
He already understood the situation of yesterday's competition. The number of Kaiyuan disciples who entered the top 100 ranked first among the affiliated forces. This result made him proud. That glance contained both approval and expectation.
The newly promoted golden elixir master, deputy city lord of Dingbeicheng, and deputy sect leader of Zhou Tianzong, Fudou Zhenren, was not present today.
At three o'clock in the morning, Qiu Yiming announced that the competition had begun.
From today on, the competition between the largest number of Lingtai disciples has begun.
Zhou Yang’s entry number is 109 and he does not need to play in the first two rounds.
The butcher participated in the first round of the competition, and the other two disciples Wu Qiong and Ge Mo participated in the second round.
Forty disciples from various sects walked to the competition stage with high spirits. After being identified by the Judgment Deacon, they all took the stage.
Zhou Yang's eyes swept across the Zhou Tianzong area, but he still didn't find the mysterious Tianjiao figure.
The Butcher's opponent was a child of the Zhao family, with peak cultivation level in Lingtai. He fought hard at the beginning, but was defeated by the Butcher after fifty moves. There was also a bloody hole in his ribs from the Butcher's long knife. If it hadn't been for the Judgment Deacon Call a stop, and the butcher will make up for it with another cut.
During the entire battle, Butcher didn't even use the best magic weapon.
Zhou Yang finally saw how ruthless he was.
Wu Qiong and Ge Mo also won successfully and entered the next round.
Through observing these games, Zhou Yang found that the children of the small families who played were obviously weak, while the children of a large family that was comparable to the Tianxing Sect repeatedly won.
This has to show that the big forces are the big forces. Their Kung Fu and Taoism are obviously higher, and they have more cultivation resources than the small families. Therefore, it is normal for the one-sided phenomenon to occur in the competition.
In the third game of the first round, Zhou Yang took the stage, and the ruling deacon called out the fighting numbers, sects and identities of both sides.
As it happened, the other party was a descendant of the Shang family, and his identity was also the law enforcement captain. It's just that there is only one law enforcement captain of the Shang family, and his status is relatively higher than Zhou Yang.
But once they got to grips with it, there was no doubt about the outcome, and Zhou Yang won smoothly.
In the tenth game of the first round, Pei Zhongjie and Luo Haisheng, who finished second and third in the Tianxingmen competition, won.
In the second round, Zhou Yang faced off against a disciple of the Songming Sect and continued to win.
After two rounds of selection among more than a thousand disciples who participated in the election, only about 400 were left.
Twenty people from the Tianxing Sect participated in the election, and only eight were eliminated, which is a pretty good result.
The one with the largest number of winners is naturally the Zhou Tian Sect, and there are less than a hundred disciples left in other small sects.
Whether it was a deliberate arrangement or a coincidence, neither Zhou Yang nor Butcher encountered any Zhou Tianzong disciples in the first two rounds of competition.
Because there were too many people, it was almost sunset after two rounds. Qiu Yiming announced that the competition was over for today and would continue tomorrow, and everyone dispersed.
On the way, Zhou Yang carefully reflected on the day's competition.
The combat power of the disciples of Zhou Tianzong was obviously stronger than that of other forces, and most of them did not use their full strength. Some, like Butcher and Zhou Yang, defeated their opponents by just using high-grade magic weapons, which showed their strength.
Not only that, those Zhou Tianzong disciples also have a common characteristic, that is, they are extremely fast, moving like wind and water, as if they have no weight, and are extremely light.
This alone gave him an advantage.
These are not mysterious footwork and body skills, but more like instincts developed through cultivation.
Zhou Yang thought hard all day, and finally came to one conclusion: these elite disciples of Zhou Tianzong must have a special cultivation method.
The third day of the competition was also the second day of competition between Lingtai realm cultivators. In the first round of the third round on this day, the butcher was still the first to take the stage.
This round of fighting against Butcher was extremely tough. He was facing an extremely powerful elite disciple of Zhou Tianzong. Both sides were equally powerful and had their own strengths and weaknesses in martial arts and Taoism. It was hard to tell apart for a while.
The butcher used a top-quality tower-shaped magic weapon. This magic weapon was obviously his own, and he could send and receive it freely with his arms and fingers. Moreover, his spiritual power is deep and long-lasting, and he has not exhausted it even after using the magic weapon many times.
The elite disciples of Zhou Tianzong, who were dressed in black Taoist robes, were also very skilled. They controlled the best long swords and magical weapons, and they were evenly matched with the butcher. There was no winner or lose, which attracted the attention of the elders on the auditorium.
Ge Mo, who was also the first to play, was already defeated.
His opponent was not a disciple of the Zhou Tian Sect, but a member of the Feilong Sect. His surname was Linghu, but his given name was Zhou. He was said to be Linghu Deyi's youngest uncle, only thirty years old.
But the Butcher relied on the power of the best magic weapon to finally defeat his opponent.
In the second game of the third round, Zhou Yang faced Mendong, an elite disciple of Zhou Tianzong.
Mendong is of medium build and thin, but full of explosive power. He is the kind of person who looks fat but doesn't have enough in a fight.
Both of them tacitly chose to start with weapons.
Zhou Yang naturally used a long sword, while Mendong held two short white spears, but the spears had an earthy yellow color, which looked very strange.
Between the intersection of the spear and the sword, yellow and red light flashed, which was really dazzling in the clear day.
Mendong's two short spears were flying up and down, airtight, and the attack was very fierce.
Zhou Yang raised his sword to meet him without giving in, and the clanging sound could be heard far away.
The two of them continued to exchange hundreds of moves. Mendong feinted with his left hand, and thrust the short spear directly into Zhou Yang's face with his right hand. The spear's light was hesitant, and it was actually a full circle larger than before.
There was a warning sign in Zhou Yang's heart, and he did not dare to be careless. He subconsciously did not use the long sword to fight, but quickly turned his head to dodge the short spear.
At the same time, the gun light that was only a few feet away from Zhou Yang suddenly left his body at an incredible speed. If he hadn't turned his head early and blocked it with his sword, the gun light would have hit his head.
Mendong's spear art has been practiced to the point where the spear light leaves the body, which is quite surprising.
According to common sense, if you want to reach this level, you must cultivate at the early stage of Tianyuan, unless you are a genius.
Needless to say, Mendong is a genius disciple in Zhou Tian Sect.
Avoiding the surprise attack from the spear, Zhou Yang started to attack from behind.
At the moment when he turned sideways, his long sword struck the spear in Mendong's right hand horizontally, as fast as the wind, and with heavy force.
The short spear had just shot out, and its momentum slowed down a bit before it was hit by the long sword. There was a loud noise and sparks flying everywhere.
Mendong felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the short spear almost came out.
At this moment, Zhou Yang drew his sword and stabbed Mendong in the heart again. Mendong had no choice but to use his left pistol to block it, but the same scene as before happened!
The sword light of the long sword suddenly came out of the body and reached Mendong's chest in an instant.
Mendong was frightened, and in a panic he had to dodge with all his strength, while at the same time using his short spear to pull back the long sword.
The sword light passed across his chest, taking away a piece of his robe and a little golden light, which was caused by the friction between the inner armor and the long sword.
This is to treat others with their own medicine. Your spear technique is great, and mine is not bad either.
However, Zhou Yang's Sky-piercing Sword Technique has also reached the fifth level recently. The sword's radiance has separated from the body and is comparable to a high-grade magical weapon.
This was the result of seven days of hard training before the competition. Not only did the Qixing Liuyun Step improve, but he also achieved a corresponding breakthrough in the Heaven-piercing Sword Technique.
It has to be said that Zhou Tianzong's disciple's reaction speed was extraordinary, and he was as light as a swallow. Seeing that the situation was not good, Mendong dodged very quickly and escaped Zhou Yang's sneak attack. If it had been anyone else, he would have been completely penetrated. My heart is cold.
Even so, Mendong was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Although he thought Zhou Yang's swordsmanship was superb before, how could a disciple of a second-rate sect be so good at swordsmanship no matter how superb he was?
Who would have thought that his swordsmanship was no worse than his own spear technique, and he had also practiced to the point where his sword light was separated from his body. In terms of talent, the other party is not inferior to me at all.
After this move, Mendong put away his contempt and began to take Zhou Yanglai seriously.
Zhou Yang was unyielding, his sword was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, the autumn wind swept the leaves, and three more swords were stabbed out one after another. The swords and swords left the body with bloody light, and went straight to the upper, middle and lower roads of the east door.
Mendong just suffered a secret loss, and his chest was somewhat shaken. He couldn't help but feel fierce in his heart. He knew that the opportunity had been lost, so he had no choice but to retreat and use his magic shield to resist.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be in a hurry at this moment, thinking about the head and not the tail.
Mendong was worthy of being a genius among the elite disciples of Zhou Tianzong. He used his magic shield to resist, but he was clumsy with his left and right arms. His body flashed and he still had the energy to fight back. His two spears also fired at Zhou Yang one after another.
After dozens more moves, Mendong became more and more surprised.
Although this person's realm is the same as his, the depth of his spiritual power is vaguely greater than his own. If this continues, he will surely fail before the other person's spiritual power.
Thinking of this, Mendong no longer hesitated. Two gun beams shot out while he hurriedly patted the storage bag.
