Only the top five monks from each competition can be selected to enter the second round, which is a well-known rule.

And after three rounds of competition, there were six monks left in the Xinzi competition platform where Su Yuan was located, which was obviously in conflict with the regulations of this sect.

Obviously, one of the six people will be eliminated.

Most of these six monks have already shot several times, and after a few rounds of competition, they have even accumulated their own popularity. The situation of choosing one of the six made all the monks watching the battle talk about it.

Looking at the six monks standing in a row on the stage, including Su Yuan, they began to discuss and express their opinions.

A voice in the crowd said loudly: "I think Senior Brother Wang may be in the top five, his big knife is superb!"

There was a cold snort from the side, obviously this person was disdainful of Senior Brother Wang in his mouth, and said, "Senior Brother Wang is powerful, but Senior Brother Han's cultivation is no longer under him."

"In my opinion, Senior Brother Fang is more powerful, even if Wang Han and the others are powerful, after all, they only have the cultivation of the eleventh layer of Qi refining, and among these six people, only Senior Brother Fang is the twelfth layer of Qi refining. This is one level of cultivation that is so easy to ignore. The man was indignant.

"You, you dare to say that, Senior Brother Wang......"

"Even if Senior Brother Han only has an eleventh level of Qi Refining cultivation, it will be more than enough to deal with a fifth layer of Qi Refining like you!" The two of them shared the same hatred and pointed the finger at the third person who spoke.

"That is, what is the difference of one level of cultivation, Senior Brother Wang is not afraid at all. ”

Just when the three of them were arguing, a voice sounded on the side.

"Okay, okay, what's the quarrel, aren't your Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Han, and Senior Brother Fang all just standing on the stage? Even if one of them is eliminated, it won't be their turn, so isn't there still two refining tenth-level cultivators?"

"To go, to get rid of one of the two of them. As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers and pointed at Su Yuan and another Qi Refining Tenth Layer cultivator standing on the platform.

Most of them thought that what this person said was reasonable, and several people glanced at each other, stopped their mouths and quieted down, and looked at the two people on the stage.

On the stage, the old man and the beautiful woman were standing in front of the six people, looking at everyone, and the old man spoke first: "Senior sister, what is your opinion?"

The Phantom Moon Gate Woman's slender skirt is worn on others, and there is nothing brilliant about it, but it is eye-catching to change to the beautiful woman in front of her, she has a delicate figure, and she walks with a swaying demeanor, and her gestures are intoxicating.

Offstage, the many low-level Qi refining cultivators watching the battle were the first time to look at their demeanor at such a close distance, and when they saw it, they were instantly attracted to attention, and their eyes were staring directly at the beautiful woman, and it was difficult to pull it out.

"What I mean? is to let these two tenth-level cultivators with the lowest cultivation face off again, and the winner will stay!" the beautiful woman rolled her eyes, her gaze swept over Su Yuan and the other monk.

The old man seemed to have expected that the other party would reply like this, and he couldn't think of a better way after a little mover, so he nodded and said, "It's fair to do this, then follow the words of the senior sister!"

The beautiful woman smiled at the old man, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, it seemed that there was endless charm.

The old man didn't seem to notice it, and walked in front of a few people like nothing and said, "You two will show your real strength, fight against each other, and lose the elimination!"

Su Yuan and another monk stepped forward in two steps, bowed down and said, "Yes!"

Then, the old man Yu Meinu sat back again, and the other four monks also withdrew, and in the blink of an eye, only Su Yuan and two people were left on the competition platform.

Su Yuan looked at the other party fixedly, this person looked like he was in his thirties, born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he was very big. At first glance, it is somewhat similar to his own refining corpse "Luo Xingsheng".

"This junior sister, offended!" The strong man was fierce but polite, and first saluted Su Yuan with his fists.

"Senior brother, you're welcome!" Su Yuan bowed slightly.

Seeing that the other party was neither humble nor arrogant, the strong man did not hesitate, and slapped the storage bag to sacrifice himself**, this wheel is golden and dazzling, the size of a basin, and the outer ring is covered with big sharp spikes of the palm. The strong man shouted, ** suddenly rose into the air and surrounded the top of his head, constantly spinning and turning.

In the previous games, Su Yuan either used self-made talismans to attack without money, or used his own control of aura to suppress the opponent. It was precisely because the old man who built the foundation saw through this that he couldn't understand her cultivation, and he looked at her a little differently.

But at this time, standing opposite was a monk of the same rank as her, and looking at this person's posture, his cultivation was not weak. What's more, this battle is about whether he can pass the trial, and Su Yuan can't tolerate sloppiness at all.

After a few rounds, he didn't use the magic weapon, and at this time, Su Yuan didn't say that he wanted to keep it, he had already held the black stick in his hand, and then the spiritual power ran all over his body, and the blue light suddenly rose on the black pitch long stick, reflecting the surroundings in it.

"This senior brother, come on!" Su Yuan finished speaking, pinched the trick with one hand, pointed to the void with two fingers, and the black stick flew into the air with a burst, blocking in front of Su Yuan.

"Good!" the strong man spat out a word.

Immediately after that, he flicked his ten fingers in a row, and after the law was decided, the golden ** on the top of his head shrank sharply, from the original size of the basin to only the size of a skull.

"Up!"

With a scolding, ** turned out to be full of gold, and at the same time, the form suddenly became larger, and everyone saw that the situation was about the same thickness as the water tank, and the monks watching the battle were in an uproar and immediately exclaimed.

The golden wheel in the rapid rotation of "whoosh" pulled out a golden thick light, pierced the void, and rushed straight to where Su Yuan was. Although the wheel was very large, it didn't look very dexterous, and it was even a little clumsy, but it was extremely fast, and it was close in an instant.

Su Yuan's face was expressionless, looking at the other party's moves, he didn't dare to slack off. Even with the black stick on her side, she still didn't dare to take it lightly, and she slapped the storage bag again and sacrificed the ring magic weapon.

"Although the black stick can change its size, it should be more appropriate to use it depending on the momentum of the opponent's golden wheel. Su Yuan glanced at the slap device in his hand, and then held it with one hand and threw it into the void.

At the same time, she recited the Fa in a low voice, and the ring was like white lightning flashing through, and when it was stable and erected, it emitted a soft and delicate white light, like a white wall of light with a width of one zhang, standing firmly three or four feet in front of her, protecting Su Yuan and the black stick behind her.

On the side of the platform, the old man and the beauty sat side by side to watch the battle. Seeing Su Yuan sacrificing the magic weapon, the old man couldn't take his eyes off it, and the young woman was still the same as before, with an indifferent and charming attitude that had nothing to do with herself.

"Hey, who do you think is more advanced?" asked one of the audience spectators.

"Look at that strong man's momentum and the power of the golden wheel, I think this girl will suffer!" one replied gloatingly.

Another person stepped forward and said, "In my opinion......"

Just when this person opened his mouth to express his opinion at length, he only heard a loud "boom" on the stage.

Everyone was stunned, then shut up, and turned their heads to focus on the two of them.