When he came to the competition venue the next day, Jing Luyang came forward to announce the start of the third round of the competition on behalf of the five pavilion masters.

After waiting for a while, it was Yi Xuan's turn to play, and this time the opponent was a female disciple with a slender body and a somewhat pale face.

After carefully checking the identity plate, the blue-robed referee guarding the ring said coldly: "The two of you have each registered your name and are ready to start the competition!"

Yi Xuan saw that the female monk did not speak, so he preemptively said, "Under Yi Xuan, the disciple of the outer sect of the Talisman Pavilion!"

Seeing that Yi Xuan finished speaking, the female disciple said softly and weakly: "Little girl Jian Bingxia, from the Formation Pavilion!"

The blue-robed referee said expressionlessly: "Since it has been said, the two of them will start to compete!"

Jian Bingxia flew out of his sleeve ten small flags in turn, landed around the ring one by one, and then took out a formation plate, and shouted: "Flying sand and stone formation, start!" The sudden wind in the ring made a big blow, and the sand and stones flew in an instant, as if trapped in a storm in the sand sea.

Yi Xuan's eyes couldn't look far away, and there were countless fist-sized stones attacking him, he was horrified in his heart, and threw out four earth shield talismans in one go, turning into four earth walls to protect himself firmly, the Xuan Turtle Refining Shield was tightly held in his hand to protect the direction above his head, and at the same time he swung out the Red Rainbow Harpoon and flew towards Jian Bingxia, but he was swept into the storm and didn't know where to go.

Jing Luyang saw that Yi Xuan surrounded himself in the middle with an earth shield talisman in the ring, and a turtle shell shield on top of his head, and laughed: "This person is indeed ingenious, he actually pretended to be a turtle in the ring, fortunately, they are all members of the academy's own family, if outsiders see it, they will not be smiling and generous!"

Qiu Wenguang, the master of the Formation Pavilion, frowned and said: "This Flying Sand Walking Stone Formation is extremely powerful, and it is impossible for ordinary disciples in the Spirit Movement Period to resist it, this Formation Pavilion disciple actually thought of such a cracking method, my disciples are in danger!"

After a moment of stalemate, Yi Xuan felt that the power of the storm was gradually weakening, and guessed that it might be that Jian Bingxia's spiritual power could not support the operation of the long-term formation, but he was afraid that he wanted to capture the old way, so he took out a few giant wooden talismans and turned them into more than ten huge wooden stakes and smashed them towards the opponent.

Yi Xuan poked his head out from under the shield and said, "Jian Daoyou, why don't we stop here, you just admit defeat!"

Jian Bingxia stubbornly shook his head, bit the tip of his tongue, and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood into the array, and the flying sand and stone formation were once again violently blowing, Yi Xuan hurriedly hid back in the Xuan Turtle Refining Shield, but from time to time threw out a spirit rune and shot into the formation, and the fireballs, water arrows, and giant trees used different tricks to consume the power of Jian Bingxia's formation.

That Jian Bingxia was originally supported by an unyielding breath, but seeing Yi Xuan acting like this, he didn't keep up with it in one breath, and fainted......

Seeing this, the green robe referee announced, "Yi Xuan wins this round!"

The onlookers on the field saw that Yi Xuan was merciless when he shot at a weak woman, and they actually stunned people, and they cheered one after another, and some people blamed it for "cow chewing peonies, spicy hands destroying flowers" and the like, which made Yi Xuan at a loss for a while, until the Dange disciple who was in charge of medical rescue on the sidelines woke Jian Bingxia up, and found that it was only due to the exhaustion of spiritual power that he was relieved.

After the third round of the competition, there are only 20 disciples left, compared to all the 184 people who participated in the competition, almost one out of ten, and one more round can enter the second stage of the competition to fight for the reputation and rewards of the top ten, so all the winning disciples are ready for the next round of competition.

At the beginning of the fourth round of competition, Yi Xuan came to the ring again, and saw that the opponent standing aside in this round was a young man with a square face, with a high nose, a square mouth, and two triangular eyes, and said to Yi Xuan in a low voice: "Boy, you are Yi Xuan......, right?

When the two came to the stage, the blue-robed referee activated the protective formation of the ring, and a spiritual light slowly rose to form a semicircular cover to cover the two of them together.

Yi Xuan was still standing in the corner of the ring, but the square-faced young man Kong Cheng stood in the middle of the ring with a big thorn, shouting: "That boy, do you want to give up the competition if you hide far away, if not, beware of your grandfather Kong's spirit stab!" Before the words fell, a spike with a black light struck Yi Xuan's chest.

Yi Xuan fought several rounds, and his experience increased greatly, so he prepared the Xuan Turtle Refining Shield early and took advantage of the situation, and knocked the spirit thorn far away, but the spirit thorn actually sprayed a few drops of black liquid, which scorched on the surface of the shield, emitting a fishy sweet smell, it turned out that the spirit thorn was actually a rare poisonous magic weapon.

Kong Yan saw that Yi Xuan was a little dizzy, and laughed and said: "Your Grandpa Kong's spirit thorn is refined by collecting several kinds of highly poisonous things, if you don't kneel and beg for mercy, take my antidote pill, and wait for the poisonous gas to attack your heart, it will be immeasurable Dao Zun will not be able to save ......."

Yi Xuan bit the tip of his tongue hard, barely lifting his spirits, he had not prepared an antidote pill, so he had to fight quickly, otherwise he would definitely be at the mercy of others once the poison entered his body. Thinking of this, he summoned the red rainbow harpoon, and deducted many spirit runes in his hand to prepare to attack with all his might: throwing a few fireballs, water arrows, and giant trees with both hands in a row, and the double prongs also turned into red and blue pisces to attack Kong Cheng, and a few earth shields were erected in front of him to prevent the spirit stabs from getting close to him as much as possible.

Kong Cheng was also not in a hurry, he sacrificed a black wooden shield the size of the door panel to protect his whole body, and at the same time used the spirit thorn to try to attack and harass Yi Xuan, and when he took a loophole, a small black needle flew out of the front section of the spirit thorn and stabbed Yi Xuan's left eye. Yi Xuan was defenseless, so he had to raise his left hand to block, and the jet-black needle pierced into his left arm, and the whole arm immediately lost consciousness.

Kong Cheng laughed violently: "Quack quack, you have been hit by my Xuanyin needle, you have been poisoned, if you cut off your own arm now and you can still pick up a life, otherwise the poison will return to your five Tibets and six mansions in a moment, there is no cure, hurry up and do it, so as not to hurt your own life!"

Seeing this, several pavilion masters in the ring spoke out one after another to stop the competition and detoxify Yi Xuan first.

The alchemy pavilion master Gan Junchi shook his head even more and said: "Compete with the disciples, how can you use such a vicious method, using poison is my righteous taboo, the Jing Pavilion master is not quick to tell the disciples to stop!"

Jing Luyang said with a heartfelt voice: "A competition like yours, how can a disciple experience the test of life and death in the fighting method, the same competition can ask for a suspension of detoxification, if you meet a demon monk, can you still do this? You are not helping them, but harming them...... Besides, my disciple didn't want to take his life, as long as that kid didn't admit defeat!"

Li Haokong, the master of the Refining Pavilion, shouted loudly in the direction of the ring: "That kid, don't hurry up and admit defeat!