In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the knockout round, the square was overcrowded, and the Chamber of Commerce built dozens of 100-meter-high viewing platforms, which slightly reduced the pressure.

Feng Lian sat in the preparation area, and all he heard in his ears was talking about who lost what baby, looking for death and life. Who was rolling on the bed with his wife, and when he was about to ascend to heaven, he was inserted into his butt by a flying needle, and he fell into hell in an instant. Whoever offered a reward for catching the ghostly thief was not seen, but the money was gone......

Feng Lian could only smile bitterly, this old madman added a lot of talking points and a lot of fun to the auction.

I don't know how many contestants are honest in this round, but I only know that because of the old madman, the two chambers of commerce have compensated for the losses during this time. Therefore, the original morning and afternoon games were changed to two in the morning and afternoon, and one in the evening.

It seems that the Chamber of Commerce is no longer willing to bear this inexplicable loss. And it is difficult to find the trace of the old madman, so if this continues, what will be the face of the two chambers of commerce? They can only end this auction that has been prepared for a hundred years as soon as possible.

Feng Lian drew only one code name for the opponent he drew today, without any other information, and he didn't even know which of the two code names on the brand belonged to him. He didn't think much of it, and quietly watched the rules of the game.

The ring of the competition is 100 meters long and 60 meters wide. A quarter of an hour after the start of the game. The ring will gradually shrink, and after an hour and a half, the ring will only be able to stand with one person. As long as you step on the sideline of the ring, you lose.

This point of Feng Lian feels that the design is very reasonable, the fairyland-level battle, some will decide the winner in an instant, and some will fight for a few days and nights, and the spiritual power and soul power will be exhausted, and the winner will not be decided. The ring is designed in such a way that all the contestants must give it their all, and there is simply no time for you to waste.

All contestants are not allowed to take pills during the competition, except for the weapon level cannot exceed the third grade of the master, and there are no special requirements for the rest of the spiritual weapons. There are also no restrictions on exercises, soul techniques, techniques, etc.

Feng Lian didn't plan to use soul skills, one is that there are too few soul skills, and using them himself will attract the covetousness of others. The second is that the soul skill is his killer weapon, and he will try not to use it until the moment of life and death. If necessary, you can use one hand to cover the sky, which is a secondary soul skill and will not attract the attention of others.

After two games, the two code names in Feng Lian's hands were finally called. He walked into the ring without hurry, and his opponent turned out to be a low-level martial immortal boy.

Feng Lian not only did not relax, but warned himself to be more careful. Martial Immortals can be promoted at a low level, which means that the strength of the opponent is not measured by rank.

As soon as the referee shouted to start, the teenager immediately launched a fierce attack on Feng Lian. The lower level is so powerful, which attracted a cheer from the audience.

Feng Lian hurriedly dodged, and before understanding the strength of the other party, it was better to be cautious. Naturally, the evasion of the wind attracted a burst of boos from the audience.

No matter what kind of voice others make, the wind is honest and honest. The battlefield is your own, how can you let others influence it.

Seeing that Feng Lian easily avoided his attack, the young man frowned slightly, and launched a strong attack again, but Feng Lian still dodged.

The young man sneered: "Martial Immortal Intermediate is at this level, do you only know how to dodge?"

Feng Lian said calmly: "I won't fight back, let you fight, you can't hit, you can't." ”

The young man sneered, "Then let you know how I abolished you." ”

The young man's long stick swept away, and a strange force swept towards Feng Lian.

Feng Lian's body seemed to be tied up by a piece of cloth, and it was very difficult to move.

"Gravity field!" Feng Lian finally figured out the bottom line of the young man, and his exercise attribute was gravity.

As soon as the gravitational field is formed, within a certain range, the matter becomes higher than its original weight, and according to the cultivator of the releaser, the highest can be hundreds of times, and the opponent with low defense will be directly crushed into pulp in an instant.

The boy's gravity field increased by about five times the weight, which caused a little trouble to Feng Lian, and it was not a threat.

Feng Lian suddenly knelt down, and his face turned purple.

"I don't know what shit luck you've taken, but you can also advance at this level. Or is there no talent left on the mainland?"

The young man shouted arrogantly, and the fist condensed with inky black spiritual power hit Feng Lian's nose directly.

"Boom ......"

Most of the audience thought that the wind would be defeated. As a result, the teenager flew straight out of the ring from the ring. Blood flowed all the way.

Feng Lian didn't say anything, didn't even raise his eyelids, took the token handed over by the referee, and immediately beckoned Nangong Jin and Ruoziyi to go to the area of the Golden Blood competition together to see how the Golden Blood battle was going.

This one was won a bit quickly, beyond his expectations. But this is also a tactic he has long thought of. Five ring matches a day, that's cutting the tournament by more than half. If he successfully advances, he will rest tomorrow, and he will fight two games the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be the finals, and if he wants to win the championship, he will have to fight three games.

So he can't have too much damage, and he has to preserve his strength as much as possible. A quick fix is the best option.

He was indeed bound by the boy's gravity field just now, but not as seriously as he did. The boy had already won one after another with the gravity field, and he relaxed his vigilance when he was young and frivolous, thinking that Feng Lian was like everyone else, unable to escape the constraints of the gravity field. So he unscrupulously swung his fist and rushed towards Feng Lian, wanting to knock him off the ring in exchange for more fierce applause from the audience.

However, the moment he approached Feng Lian, Feng Lian released the domain, not only unshackling the gravitational field, but also restraining the young man's body. Feng Lian retaliated with a fist to the bridge of his nose. And then...... He flew out of the ring instead of Feng Lian.

There are even more viewers here than the audience of the Qingyun List Competition. The three of them finally squeezed in and walked onto the high platform. Not every cultivator's eyesight is so good, and there are many vacant positions at the top of the high platform that is far away from the ring.

Feng Lian was just about to go up, when several cultivators saw Nangong Jin and Ruo Ziyi, they immediately got up and saluted: "Doctor of Hundred Flowers Valley, please sit here, let's just go back." ”

Nangong Jin was also not polite, and after thanking him, he pulled Feng Lian to sit down.

Feng Lian sighed: "The reputation of Baihua Valley is really not covered. ”

Nangong Jin said with a smile: "That is also the reputation earned by the doctors of the past generations, we are just enjoying the shadow of our predecessors." ”

Feng Lian's eyes swept and he saw Golden Blood, who was sitting in the preparation area, chatting happily with a high-level female cultivator of the Martial Immortals. Feng Lian is a little depressed, like himself, he only has Mengjie in his heart, and he can't tolerate other girls. It's understandable that you can't let go of Mengjie. And the golden blood seems to be stained everywhere, why can't a person like him let go of Xu Yanjun?

Feng Lian was attracted to the two female contestants in Ring Eleven. It was a female poisoner and a female alchemist.

Their competition is something that Feng Lian has never seen before. The ring of the two contestants was actually separated, with a distance of more than three meters in the middle. In front of each of them was a medicine tripod, and various medicinal materials continued to fly out of the ethereal ring and put into the medicine tripod. While refining pills or poison pills, they also used exercises to fight each other.

Feng Lian looked at them and thought to himself that if he competed, he would have a great chance of losing. He was used to refining medicine without distractions, and if he practiced like this, he would not be able to succeed at all. Unless you give up refining medicine at the beginning, use your exercises to attack your opponent and force your opponent out of the ring. But just relying on the exercises to force an opponent of the same level or higher out of the ring, Feng Lian felt that he didn't have that ability.

The rules of the competition here are that during the competition, the contestants cannot take or use the pills prepared in advance, but can only use and take the pills refined in the ring. The speed of alchemy, the alchemy technique, the choice of pills, etc., are all the keys to victory.

During the competition, the contestants can shoot at each other at any time, and knocking the opponent out of the ring is the winner. But you can't cross your own ring and fight in your opponent's ring, otherwise you will lose.

There's plenty of time to play here, and there's no time limit for the game. As an alchemist, Feng Lian naturally knows that the time limit doesn't seem to be meaningful, because who can survive two hours while refining medicine while fighting like this?

Another point is that the number of alchemists, refiners, and poisoners is not large, just at the level of martial immortals, and even fewer are those who meet the conditions for participation, except for the contestants in the sixteen rings, there are only about twenty people in the entire preparation area.

After the two sides continued to fight each other with exercises for an hour, the poison master's side had already successfully refined, and as soon as the lid was lifted, seventeen drops of venom the size of chopsticks flew out of the medicine tripod, wrapped in soul power, and flew towards the ring opposite.

The alchemist immediately used his spiritual power to build a defensive wall next to the ring, and at the same time used his spiritual power to attack the opponent's spiritual power that was wrapped in venom.

Six drops of venom were shot down by the alchemist, and just as they were about to hit the ground, they suddenly collided together. Turning into gray-white smoke, it touches the defensive wall, instantly corroding the defensive wall into several punches

Head-sized holes.

"Oops. The alchemist shouted and retreated the defensive wall several meters. Then her lid was lifted, and thirteen drops of potion flew towards the poisoner's ring, and three drops of potion attacked eleven drops of venom that were crashing into the defensive wall.

The moment the three points of liquid came into contact with the venom, they melted together, exploding a mist and knocking the venom back several meters.

Seeing thirteen drops of the potion flying towards her, the poisoner withdrew all the venom to block the potion while she released the shield.

"The alchemist is going to lose. Feng Lian said softly.

"Doesn't the alchemist have the upper hand now?" Ruoziyi asked incredulously.

Feng Lian smiled: "In the future, when you are in battle, you must pay attention, many opponents like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, that is to paralyze you, if you are not careful, your advantage is a fatal disadvantage." ”

The thirteen drops of venom were halfway withdrawn, and seven drops of venom suddenly turned, crossed the edge of the alchemist's protective shield, and concentrated on the top of the alchemist's head, fusing in an instant, the poisonous rain fell, and the alchemist foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

The alchemist's thirteen drops of medicinal liquid only arrived in front of the poison master at this time, and four of them fell directly to the ground, and the remaining nine drops fused together and exploded in an instant. The poisoner was hit by the force of the explosion and fell backwards to the edge of the stage, and the shield was blown to pieces, although it looked very embarrassed, but it did not hurt the internal organs, only some skin injuries.

Feng Lian explained: "It was right for the alchemist to build a defensive wall at first, but after being breached for the first time, she should withdraw and turn into a shield, which will strengthen her defense. That way she wouldn't have been so poisoned. Second, she shouldn't have attacked before the Poison Master's attack had collapsed. She attacks three times farther than the poisoner, and she has to use her soul power to control thirteen drops of potions, which consumes too much soul power to form an effective defense. So the poisoner took advantage of the loophole and took the lead in fusing venom. ”

Nangong Jin asked, "If the four drops of liquid medicine just now don't fall to the ground and all fuse together, can you blow the poisoner out of the ring." ”

Feng Lian shook his head and said, "No, the poison master didn't defend with all his strength just now." If she defended with all her might, even if all the potions fused, they wouldn't be able to break through her shield. She would rather suffer a slight injury than spend too much spiritual power on defense. It's also possible that she's showing weakness and making the next opponent think she's all there is to it, so that she takes her lightly. ”

Ruo Ziyi asked: "Isn't it difficult for the alchemist to beat the poisoner, thirteen drops of medicinal liquid can't beat seven drops of venom." ”

Feng Lian patiently explained: "It's not the number that determines the winner. I said earlier that the alchemist shouldn't attack without solving the poison master's attack, which is not a wise choice. Because three of her thirteen drops of potion should be used for detoxification, if she left three drops of detoxification, plus shield defense, she would not fall to the ground. At this time, the poisoner no longer has the means to attack, she can completely concentrate her soul power, compress the liquid to the extreme, and then attack. At this time, the poisoner can only choose to defend with all her strength, even if she defends with all her strength, in the face of the fusion of ten drops of different medicinal liquids, coupled with the guidance of soul power, she will also be seriously injured, and her spiritual power and soul power will be consumed to the point where there is not much left.

"At this time, the alchemist can fight as much as he wants, and the soul power and spiritual power he has left are at least enough for her to refine ten more drops of medicinal liquid, who do you say will win?"

Feng Lian looked at the two of them and said, "Of course, the poison master can also withdraw the poison pill to defend, or simply fuse and detonate it in front of the defensive wall." Consuming the alchemist's mind, so that the alchemist's ten drops of medicinal liquid would not cause much harm to her. Combat is like this, when you recall and summarize, there will be many results, but in real combat, there will only be one result. So in any battle, it is important to maintain absolute sobriety in order to minimize the damage. ”

Speaking of which, Feng Lian's unconfidence just now immediately disappeared. If he just refined the medicinal herbs into a medicinal liquid to attack, he really had the confidence to face these two in the ring at the same time.

Nangong Jin and Ruoziyi firmly remembered Feng Lian's words, and during this time with him, not only did their combat skills improve several times. I also learned a lot about various strategies and tactics. They themselves didn't know that in their hearts, Feng Lian's status was several knots higher than that of their valley masters.

"How could it be you?" Feng Lian looked up at the woman who suddenly came to him, his expression was a little embarrassed and a little helpless.

"Isn't this what I should ask you? Why aren't you dead?

Ruoziyi stood up, glared at the woman, and shouted, "Don't let you say that about my honest brother." ”