When Meng Sheng returned to Tianjianzi and the others, it happened that the gray-clothed monk had also finished, and it happened to be the third place.

When this scene was built, Meng Sheng couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, the feeling that this gray-clothed monk gave him was too weird.

The other party can't help but participate in formations, puppets, and talismans, and at the same time, the rankings are not low.

"Brother Sheng is so powerful, and the refining weapon has also been promoted!" Meng Xiaoxiao looked at Meng Sheng and couldn't help but admire.

"Then is the real start of the game and it's not time to be happy. Meng Sheng said lightly.

Tian Jianzi nodded in approval on the side.

"You learn from Mengsheng, calm down when you encounter things, and don't be blinded by temporary victories. "Venerable Huosheng taught this Meng Xiaoxiao and Ye Qing on the side.

Soon the refining competition ended, and all ten monks were selected.

As Tian Jianzi said before, the first and second rounds are just eliminations, and the real start of the game is from the last round.

"The refining competition is over, the promotion is ten, and the loser takes back the order. ”

Soon all the failed monk's orders were withdrawn, and at the same time on the seventh ring.

The red-haired old man's eyes opened and he spoke: "The last battle match of the Towering Southern Xinjiang Conference has begun, please invite the monk to play." ”

After speaking, one figure after another fell towards the ring.

Meng Sheng was already familiar with the road, and after communicating with Meng Xiaoxiao and others, he began to walk towards the ring.

"If Meng Sheng is defeated, he must admit defeat as soon as possible. ”

Tian Jianzi looked at Meng Sheng's back and instructed.

Meng Sheng nodded slightly, and then fell towards the ring without looking back.

After a while, the ring was full of monks, and Meng Sheng squinted.

Immediately, I found that whether it was the three people of the Qingtian Dao Sect or the Immortal Seeking Dao Sect, Na Qiu Tian and Wo Yao, they were all on the list, and at the same time, the woman in white and the strange gray-clothed monk were all on the list.

Soon all the three hundred monks arrived, and the red-haired old man probed his senses, and after perceiving them, he continued.

"The people have arrived, then the old man announced the start of the second round of the battle, the first round of melee is the monk's on-the-spot reaction, the reaction to the fighter, the second round is more than the will to fight, as long as you don't use any exercises and vitality, you can advance by insisting on three sticks of incense under the power of the old man. ”

"Alright, give everyone half a moment to prepare. ”

After the red-haired old man finished speaking, he stopped talking.

In the ring, the three hundred monks quickly reacted.

"The will to fight, the induction of pranayama preparation. The old man said.

"Hmph, this rule is really troublesome, and I won't fight directly in the future. "Young people don't fork the road.

"That's it, it's better to play a game directly, and go straight to the last place to be the first to win. The boy chimed in.

The old man shook his head and smiled, and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up." ”

On the other side, the woman in white and others sat cross-legged on the ground one after another, adjusting their state.

When Meng Sheng saw this scene, he also crossed his knees.

The will to fight is very simple, that is, the will of the monks, and this will may not be important to many monks.

But often between the strength of the same level, the comparison is who has the stronger will, especially in a protracted war, it is even more important.

Often, the will to fight determines who will emerge victorious.

This kind of will is not only fighting, but also firmness in the process of cultivation, and if you endure what ordinary people can't bear, you will become a generation of strong people.

Soon the three hundred monks crossed their knees to adjust, and the half-burnt incense had passed.

"It's time, start!"

As soon as the words fell, the black-haired middle-aged man let out a low sigh, and then his vitality exploded.

The whole person was hunting in a cyan robe, and his hair was even more windless, and then a mountain of momentum crushed towards the three hundred monks in the field.

"Jin Dan Mirror Peak! God, that presiding elder is the Jin Dan Mirror Peak Venerable!"

"Look, those monks in the field are crumbling, and they actually have to insist on the last under the pressure of the peak of the Jindan Realm, who can bear this!"

"I don't know who will last until the end in this round!"

The monks in the field couldn't feel the pressure of the peak of the Jindan Mirror, but the monks in the field were already sweating profusely.

Some even turned pale and trembled, and even rolled directly to the ground, constantly struggling, but refused to give up.

At this time, Meng Sheng felt like a small grass in the wind, withstanding the wind and rain.

The whole person was trembling constantly, and his forehead was sweating.

"It's a terrible coercion, and it hasn't fully exploded yet!"

The hand that was originally reaching out began to support the ground, forcibly enduring the coercion.

At this moment, it was not only Meng Sheng, but also the three people of the Qingtian Dao Sect and the two people of the Immortal Dao Sect, but the woman in white did not move at all, but the beads of sweat on her forehead continued to drip down.

"It's not the use of exercises and vitality, it's too uncomfortable!" said the young man.

"Damn, it's painful. The boy trembled and his teeth clenched.

"Don't talk, hold on. The old man shuddered slightly.

The red-haired elder looked at the scene in the ring, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his whole body shook again.

Immediately after that, the crushing momentum strengthened again.

Suddenly, many monks in the ring were still cross-legged, and then they were directly pressed to the ground.

Suddenly, a monk in the field had a fluctuation in vitality, and the red-haired old man frowned.

"Elimination!"

After speaking, the red-haired old man waved his sleeves and slapped it towards the monk, directly out of the ring.

After the monk was shot out of the ring, he came back to his senses and used his vitality to resist, resulting in defeat.

Seeing this scene, the monks in the field became cautious and locked their vitality and exercises, if the exercises operated on their own because of oppression, the gains outweighed the losses.

Meng Sheng did the same, hurriedly sealing his vitality while his mind was tightly closed.

But the overwhelming coercion surged like a tsunami of annihilation.

At this moment, Meng Sheng was already wet with sweat, and at the same time, the whole person was pressed to the ground, unable to move at all.

"Look at the woman, she is still cross-legged, everyone else has been crushed, only she can hold on to her knees. ”

"That monk has been oppressed and bleeding, and he is still persistent, it is really fatal. ”

"That person has been eliminated, the coercion of the peak of the Jindan Realm is really terrifying, if you don't use your vitality and exercises to resist, it is impossible to block the coercion of the peak of the Jindan Realm. ”

Just when the monks were talking about it, one after another in the ring couldn't hold on and began to withdraw from the ring.

The red-haired old man kept his eyes on the monk in the ring, and when he saw that there was a monk's vitality fluctuating or the exercise was running, he directly slapped him away.

"I can still hold on, and it seems that I will continue to increase my power!"

The red-haired old man smiled, and the coercion began to raise the level of the Dao Jin Dan Mirror.

Suddenly, the monks in the ring began to scream, and even more were covered in blood.

Meng Sheng was the same at this time, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and the terrifying coercion was like the sea, and he was like a sailboat that would be swallowed up by a tsunami at any time.

There were originally 300 monks in the ring, but at this time, when the coercion increased to the late stage of the Jindan Mirror, there were only sixty-seven people left.