On the third day of the martial fight, the ninety Qi Refining Great Perfection monks who had successfully entered the last martial battle gathered in the Great Square of the Spirit Puppet Sect again.

At this time, the monks who were able to participate in the third martial arts battle would not be bad, except for a few who were injured in the previous battle and their strength was greatly reduced, the other monks did not seem to be weak, they were all full of energy, eager to try, and their faces were full of fierce expression, and for a time the entire square was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

You must know that if you win this third game, obtain the quota of the Spirit Washing Pool, and then succeed in building the foundation, you will already be regarded as taking the first step in the path of cultivating immortals, and you will become a legendary Taoist master in the world.

This realm of foundation building can actually be regarded as the ultimate cultivation goal in the hearts of the majority of monks in the immortal cultivation world, because the monks who have cultivated to the realm of foundation building, if they are in the sect, they can be the backbone of the sect, and in the wild market, they can be a deacon, elder or guest, and they can also set up a family of cultivating immortals on their own, which will be passed down for hundreds of generations, admired by others, and so on.

As for the realm after the foundation is built, the Jindan Realm and the Yuanying Realm, most of the monks don't have much expectation for cultivating to such a realm, and they don't have so many resources to support their cultivation.

Only a very small number of cultivators with very tenacious cultivation hearts, or those core disciples of big forces who have sufficient resources to cultivate, will continue to cultivate to the next Jindan realm and Yuanying realm in every possible way, and most of the other monks are generally satisfied after cultivating to the foundation building realm.

It seems that the third battle of this martial arts battle is definitely a fateful battle for the ninety monks on the field.

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With the order of the old man in the green robe, the monks of the two sides in the first round of the third game immediately fought together. In the last battle of this martial arts, many people came up with a desperate posture, and all the attacks were with the strongest and most ruthless moves.

In less than a moment, the victory and defeat and casualties were divided on the field.

One of the grey friars in ring four suddenly screamed and fell to the ground with a bang, his body was broken at the waist, and he shook in the ring a few times before he died silently.

And the opponent who cut off his waist was not comfortable at this time, holding a silk magic weapon in his right hand, but the base of his left arm was empty, blood flowed all over the ground, and he was covering his wound with a pale face and reporting to the blue-clothed monk, obviously both sides were defeated in this battle.

A monk in Tsing Yi with a thin beard in the No. 6 ring snorted and slammed his palm, and his opponent's body instantly ignited a blue fire, but his opponent ignored it, and immediately opened his mouth to spit out a ball of blood foam at his magic sword, stimulating the blood sacrifice technique to slash at the top of the head of the eight-character Hu monk, and the two sides were in a fighting posture, and in the blink of an eye, one was killed and one was seriously injured.

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The fight in the ring was fierce, there were dead and wounded, so another round passed, and in the third round, Wang Li was drawn to the ring, but his opponent was a little surprised, it turned out to be the red-haired strong man who specialized in body forging.

Wang Li faced the red-haired strong man with the same extraordinary strength in this round, which immediately attracted the attention of most of the people on the field, Wang Li and the red-haired strong man are both recognized as strong characters in the minds of everyone, and now the two are drawn together, but it makes those monks who have not yet played a big sigh of relief.

Seeing this red-haired strong man, Wang Li raised his eyebrows, moved his feet slightly, jumped into the ring, bowed his hand slightly towards the red-haired strong man, and then casually summoned the five two-winged tigers.

When the red-haired strong man saw Wang Li, he grinned and said, "Boy, others say that you are very strong, but I don't think so, your puppets are just a matter of a few punches, wait for me to break your puppets and see what tricks you have, haha!"

Hearing this, Wang Li smiled faintly and replied, "What? Do you think your fists are very hard?" After speaking, Wang Li slowly took out the pair of high-grade fist gloves and put them in his hands.

Seeing this, the red-haired man smiled again and said, "Haha, do you still want to touch my fist with me? Look at your body, I'll let you have one hand, haha!"

"Oh, do you really want me to have a hand?" Wang Li replied a little amusedly, he didn't expect this red-haired strong man to be so arrogant.

"Hmph, what if Uncle Ben gives you one hand!" the red-haired man sneered.

"Then thank you for giving in." Wang Li pretended to arch his hand again, but he didn't care in his heart.

After a few breaths, the sound of the old man in the green robe sounded. Wang Li's consciousness moved, and the five two-winged tigers in front of him immediately flew towards the red-haired strong man.

Seeing this, the red-haired man's face turned grim, clenched his glittering fists, rushed forward, and jumped up in the air to hit the head of a two-winged tiger running in front!

Seeing this, Wang Li tapped his spiritual fingers, and the two-winged tiger immediately rolled on the ground, dodging the heavy blow of the red-haired strong man, and then flicked its long tail violently, straight towards the waist of the red-haired strong man.

When the red-haired strong man saw that the blow was missed, his face was furious, and he opened his fist and fished it to the side, and the long tail of the two-winged tiger was steadily fished into his hand, and then with a pull, the two-winged tiger was pulled up by him in the air, and then smashed to the ground! With a rumbling sound, a puff of black smoke floated up, and the two-winged tiger was smashed to pieces by the red-haired strong man.

The other four two-winged tigers also happened to pounce at this time, and they all slashed, slashed, and struck directly at the red-haired man.

Seeing this, the red-haired strong man was not afraid, he shouted with both fists, and quickly punched out several punches, blocking the combined attack of the four two-winged tigers, and then his arms condensed, and he was trying to use some heavy move to break the encirclement of the four two-winged tigers.

But at this moment, the red-haired man saw a ghostly figure out of the corner of his eye, floating in front of him in an instant, and then he felt an extremely dangerous and unstoppable astonishing aura from this figure, which was rushing towards him.

I vaguely saw a pair of arms with red muscles and bursting blood vessels, holding a pair of shiny fists and hitting me quickly.

Seeing this, the red-haired strong man's face was immediately shocked, and he had no way to hide, so he immediately shouted and raised his fists to meet him.

Boom! A dull sound of heavy objects striking each other sounded, followed by the bitter voice of a strong red-haired man: "Ahhh

I saw that the red-haired strong man had retreated more than ten feet, his muscles were tightly tied in his arms, and at this time, he was hanging low as if he was weak, his flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones in his arms were all shattered!

This previously unbeatable, arrogant red-haired man has been defeated!

But Wang Li stood unscathed, and said coldly: "Do you want to let me have one hand? I think you have to give up both hands now, right?"

Hearing this, the red-haired man glanced up at Wang Li resentfully, opened his mouth to say something but couldn't, and then silently turned around and walked out of the ring, his figure unspeakably lonely.

Seeing this, Wang Li snorted coldly, then arched his hand towards the blue-clothed monk who was a little stunned, and said, "I am number three hundred and five." Then he jumped out of the ring.

The monks under the ring only reacted at this time, their faces were full of surprise, they didn't seem to believe that the fight between Wang Li and the red-haired strong man would end so quickly, and they didn't expect Wang Li to defeat the red-haired strong man with physical skills.