"So much?" Zhou Yang couldn't help but be overjoyed, a thousand contribution points, this is equivalent to completing twenty inspections of the mortal country, it is estimated that it should not be a problem to enter the cabinet of the Library Pavilion.

"What about winning the fourth round?" Zhou Yang asked.

"Three thousand!"

"Three thousand!" Zhou Yang was a little dry-mouthed. Obediently, that's 3,000 points!

Ling Hu Deyi's next words made him swallow and foam wildly.

"Seven thousand points in the fifth round, that's the top ten. The top three are 15,000 points, and the first place is 25,000 points. ”

Not only Zhou Yang, but as soon as Linghu Deyi finished speaking, there was a sound of inhalation around him.

Twenty-five thousand points! My God, you can exchange for several superb magic weapons, this, this reward is too rich!

However, at the thought that only by winning the top spot could they get it, everyone suddenly wilted, and they were only secretly envious.

Zhou Yang summed up in his heart, if he wins another game, it will be 3,000 contribution points, and it is estimated that he will not be able to exchange for a superb magic weapon, and it is only possible to enter the top three. But it seems to be enough to choke, unless you break through the peak of the spiritual platform.

"Alas, forget it, this matter cannot be forced, and it is impossible to rush for quick success. Zhou Yang shook his head.

Although a forcible breakthrough can solve the urgent need, it is not the right way and cannot reach the level of perfection.

He didn't want to have regrets, every realm had to go with the flow, and only when the Dao was natural, the foundation of cultivation could be considered solid.

After the bidding time, the third round has been completed.

After another half hour, the ruling deacon began to take the roll call.

"Hmph, it turns out that the person surnamed Chong is playing with ghosts!" Deacon Hu went to check the relevant matters, and when he came back, his face was gloomy and terrible.

"Didn't get it done this round?" asked Deacon Zou.

"Nope. ”

"Chongbaisong!" Deacon Zou gritted his teeth and spat out three words.

Then he said with a dejected face: "Alas, forget it, the official is crushed to death at the first level, he is an elder of the sect, and the weight of my words is still far behind!"

"It was ordered by the head of the house to be transferred. Once again, Deacon Hu spoke astonishingly.

"What, what? Master! How is it possible?" Deacon Zou opened his mouth wide with disbelief.

It's no wonder that he was surprised, a mere disciple of an outside sect, how could he let the head of the sect personally adjust the number.

"What kind of virtue does he have, it's not the damn Chongbaisong, he must have spoken in front of the master, and the head of the house ordered the number to be adjusted. ”

"Damn! The surname Chong is so insidious, we can see that Meng Bai has suffered internal injuries, how can he not see it! But it's too obvious that he did this, isn't it sincere to let that kid enter the top twenty?"

Deacon Zou was not only angry, but also had a sense of frustration on his face.

"Hmph, not necessarily. The further you go, the more difficult it becomes, and the elite disciples in the sect don't all eat dry food!"

"That's right, no matter what that kid says, he only has the realm of the Queen of Spirits, and the disciples who have entered the fourth round are all the best in the sect, which can he shake!" Deacon Zou suddenly came to his senses again.

After the third round, the ruling deacon did not notify the list of those who entered the next round, so Zhou Yang did not know how many places he ranked.

However, he still has a good number of rankings, because after the second round, there are still 80 people, so now he should be within the top 40.

It is also possible that someone will be injured in the third round of the competition, and like Meng Bai, he will not be able to participate in the next round of the competition, in which case he may also be in the thirties.

If you win again in this round, it is possible to go directly to the top 20, so this round of competition is very crucial.

"Senior Brother Zhou, please!"

On the competition platform, Zhou Yang's opponent was about thirty years old, with a medium build, ordinary appearance, but his eyes were unusually bright, and he was dressed in the Tianxing Sect elite disciple uniform, with a palm-wide black belt around his waist, and two storage bags hanging from it.

This person's name is Cheng Tiehe, and the butcher is the brother of a master, the two have the same realm, Cheng Tiehe is only slightly inferior in overall strength, but he is also among the top ten in Tianxingmen.

Since Zhou Yang came to power, it was the other party who let him make a move first.

The first journey is enough, and the others are all spiritual peak cultivators, and from the perspective of the realm, it is not polite to let him strike first.

As soon as Cheng Tiehe came to power, Deacon Hu and Zou showed a smile.

Although the butcher didn't go up, his junior brother came, and Zhou Yang had no good fruit to eat against this person.

They knew very well that Cheng Tiehe's strength was not as good as that of a butcher, but he was also outstanding among the elite disciples, and he had just been appointed captain last month, and his morale was high and he was full of fighting spirit.

Zhou Yang is powerful, but against Cheng Tiehe, there is basically no chance of winning.

On the competition platform, Zhou Yang also had a solemn face, and the aura of the person in front of him was stronger than Zhao Shi, and he gave him great pressure before he fought each other.

In the past, there were several Spirit Peak cultivators who had fought with him, but none of them were so oppressive.

"Offended!" Zhou Yang clenched his fists and did not pull out the long sword, but directly held the golden gun in his hand.

"Oh, come up and use the magic weapon, your playing style has changed a little!" Cheng Tiehe sneered.

He had watched the battle between Zhou Yang and Zhao Shi, and knew that this kid's golden gun was not a weapon, but an extremely powerful high-grade magic weapon, but he didn't take it to heart, because the top grade is the top grade, far inferior to the best magic weapon.

Zhou Yang conducted three rounds of fighting, and the opponents he encountered were strong and weak, needless to say, he met a strong man like Zhao Shi, and he had never used the best magic weapon at a critical moment, so did he have it or did he have it but it was useless?

If not, that's a bit too miserable.

Didn't Chong Baisong take a fancy to this person very much? Didn't he give or lend him one for the time being?

But then again, it's useless to borrow it, a late-stage cultivator of the Lingtai can exert a few percent of the power of the best magic weapon, and he can't afford to consume the spiritual power alone.

Zhou Yang didn't answer, he had already made a move at this moment, and the gun flashed, stabbing the opponent's throat.

Cheng Tiehe smiled, not dodging or dodging, until the tip of the gun was about to approach, there was suddenly a white short halberd in his hand, the halberd head was a little longer than a ruler, and the halberd shaft was more than three feet.

As soon as the halberd appeared, he swung it upwards slightly, and Zhou Yang's golden spear was instantly missed, and the halberd got out of his hand and shot forward, straight to Zhou Yang's door.

This blow came unusually suddenly, and before Zhou Yang's spear could be withdrawn, the halberd struck by surprise.

However, Zhou Yang's combat experience is also very rich, and when he saw the halberd attacking, he immediately had wind under his feet, and swept out sharply to the left front, flashing the halberd at the same time, he also raised his hand to summon the golden gun back.

But Cheng Tiehe did not play his cards according to common sense, and did not rush to take back the halberd, but played two spiritual lights one after another, one left and one right to attack Zhou Yang, who had just held the golden gun, and the angle was also extremely tricky.

Zhou Yang changed color slightly, he didn't expect this person to shoot so quickly, and when he came up, it was a storm, and he didn't give him a chance to breathe at all.

When he first sacrificed the golden gun, he did not inject spiritual power and destroy the control technique, but he wanted to test it, but Cheng Tiehe had no intention of tempting at all.

Zhou Yang could only dodge, but with the speed of those two spiritual lights, if he just avoided it, he couldn't completely dodge, so while he retreated, he also quickly sacrificed a top-grade magic shield.

A spiritual light passed by Zhou Yang, striking the light shield of the competition platform and disappearing, while the other slammed into the magic shield with a pop, and actually missed it.

Zhou Yang raised his breath and withdrew again, because two more spiritual lights shot out, and he had to retreat.

The opponent's speed is too fast, and the footwork is extremely subtle, basically chasing him.

As soon as the aura arrived, the halberd hanging in mid-air suddenly spewed out three light arrows, shooting towards Zhou Yang like lightning.

Cheng Tiehe's attacks can be described as wave after wave, and Zhou Yang was clumsy and tired of coping.

Cheng Tiehe pursed his lips, and said in his heart, Aren't you very strong, but try to sacrifice another magic shield.

His purpose is very clear, even if he can't achieve immediate success, he has to force Zhou Yang to sacrifice another magic shield or even more to meet him, consuming his divine sense and spiritual power as much as possible, so the attack is extremely fierce.

The spiritual light and light arrows came back and forth, left and right, and just as Cheng Tiehe expected, Zhou Yang had to sacrifice another magic shield to resist again.

There was no way, he could only meet the enemy according to the other party's assumptions, and he had to consume a lot of divine consciousness and spiritual power.

Seeing Zhou Yang like this, Cheng Tiehe sneered, and once again increased the strength and speed of his attack, but he still used the short halberd, and did not sacrifice the best magic weapon.

On the one hand, his pride is doing the trick, Zhou Yang has not sacrificed the best magic weapon for three consecutive rounds, and he will naturally not be like this. On the other hand, he also wants to keep a back hand, because Zhou Yang has not yet exerted his full strength.

Cheng Tiehe has a back hand, and Zhou Yang is not, the other party did not show his hole cards, and he can't act rashly.

Right now, it's just a two-sided magic shield, and his divine sense is enough to maintain it.

However, he did not show a relaxed look, but his face was full of anxiety, and he looked worried about the premature consumption of his divine consciousness and spiritual power.

The two magic shields in mid-air were facing the spiritual light and the light arrow respectively, and his hands were constantly playing spells and injecting spiritual power, which seemed to be very busy, but the corner of his eyes was staring at Cheng Tiehe's every move.

Zhou Yang saw that he showed contempt, his divine sense quietly moved, and a sky-high blade appeared in his hand.

He did not sacrifice it to the enemy in the air, but held it directly in his hand, and with the cover of the two magic shields, he directly cast the magic trick secretly, injecting spiritual power, and dozens of wind blades suddenly poured out in the middle of the two magic shields, and fiercely covered Cheng Tiehe.

"Oh, it's finally done!" Cheng Tiehe not only didn't panic, but also showed excitement on his face, as if this was what he had been looking forward to for a long time.

"This kid's divine sense is really not weak, in addition to maintaining a two-sided magic shield, he can also freely urge high-grade magic weapons, and he must want to win by surprise. And yet you don't look at who your opponent is, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

Cheng Tiehe was really skilled, the aura and light arrows were correct, but a huge magic shield appeared in the air in an instant, easily blocking the dozens of wind blades that covered him.

The speed at which he unleashed the magic weapon and shield was breathtaking, and he had to be afraid of this sudden Dao Dao Wind Blade.

At this time, the spiritual light, light arrows, and wind blades in mid-air are intertwined with each other, sometimes changing directions, sometimes colliding in the air, and the light flickering is very beautiful.

The two began to fight, and it was also a competition between spiritual power and divine consciousness.