At midnight on the fourth day, the ninety-six monks who had passed yesterday had already stood in the trial field. Today's third round of competition, the two competitions will be one hour each, the third draw will be staggered for two hours, and the three games will end in four hours, and forty-eight monks will be decided.

Then, the first game of the fourth round began for one hour, and the tie player extended the game for an extra hour to determine twenty-four monks.

Wang first took the first round of the third round. Entering the formation, the two stood still, and Wang Xian found that the other party was also a seventh-layer monk at the end of Qi refining, slightly short and fat, with a lovely smile, as if he was a businessman, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The two bowed and attacked each other. Wang Xian only swung a low-level Xuanqi golden sword, and the man also waved a low-level Xuanqi golden sword, and the two of them clanged into battles.

In a moment, Humpty Dumpty felt strained. The combination of Hua Tiangong and Hua Tian Sword allowed Wang Xian's strong ** power and divine sense to easily suppress his opponent.

The slight move of the opponent, Wang Xianjun can see the fire and anticipate the enemy's opportunity first. Often the opponent has just started to change his moves, and Wang Xian's sword momentum is already waiting for the weakness of his swordsmanship, as if he has long been familiar with his swordsmanship. Hua Tiangong's mana makes every time the opponent blocks a sword, it feels like fighting against an iron rod, which is quite like a mantis arm blocking the car.

Wang Xian rarely encountered an opponent who was also a seventh-layer opponent at the end of Qi refining, so he used Hua Tian Gong and Hua Tian Sword with all his might, wanting to try the feeling and power of fighting with opponents of the same level. Sure enough, only two moments later, the opponent felt a sharp pain in his arm, and he couldn't bear it anymore. The Humpty Fat Monk, as if he had made up his mind, threw out a talisman and slapped it at Wang Xian, only to see a golden spear familiar to Wang Xian, attacking Wang Xian.

Wang Xian is too familiar with this breath, it is actually the golden gun talisman that he has sold in Dandongfang City, Wang Xian smiled slightly, it is rare for someone to use this talisman to attack himself, Wang Xian immediately swung out the second golden sword, and the golden gun talisman was attacked, and he wanted to try the power of his own talisman in person.

With the strength of Hua Tiangong's mana, Wang Xian can now command three to four golden swords at the same time, but the consumption of mana, for each additional golden sword, the consumption rate is two percent faster, and the consumption of divine consciousness is one percent faster. Wang Xian's second golden sword and golden gun attack, to have a slight upper hand, basically can chase and fight, but it can't be broken in a short time, the golden gun is estimated to not last half an hour, about a quarter and a half.

First, it is his own Hua Tian Gong and Hua Tian Sword, which are three percent more powerful than ordinary swordsmanship, and second, his own low-level mysterious weapon golden sword, the attack power of the same level monk seems to be two percent higher than the golden gun mana of the golden gun talisman. The low-level mystical weapon, used by a monk at the end of qi refining, is two or three percent more powerful than the ordinary spiritual weapon golden sword held by a monk of the same level.

For nearly half an hour, the opponent saw that the golden gun and the golden sword were severely restrained by Wang Xian, and they were simply pressed and beaten, and they couldn't help but feel anxious. The golden spear talisman, he originally heard that it could last for half an hour at a time, but this time he saw that the golden spear soon began to flicker, and it couldn't last that long at all, if it continued like this, it wouldn't take long for a while, and it would be knocked away. The opponent was ruthless, and shot his last two talismans, the Golden Gun Talisman and the Fire Raven Talisman.

At this time, the first golden spear talisman finally couldn't support it, the mana was exhausted, and after a big flash, it turned into nothingness. Wang Xian saw that the other party attacked three magic weapons at once, and he was not in a hurry, and sacrificed another thunder sword, gathered three golden swords and came out, and pressed the opponent's golden sword, golden spear and fire crow again. Attack the fire crow with the thunder sword, and attack the opponent's golden sword and golden spear with two golden swords.

Humpty Dumpty Monk originally wanted to use the fire crow to restrain Wang Xian's metal surname Jin Jian, but seeing that Wang Xian also had a thunder fire surname Jin Jian, he still pressed him to beat, and his face couldn't help but look ugly. When the Humpty Dumpty monk was a mortal, he was a merchant, and later when he came to the peak, he still often did some hand-overs, such as exchanging fire or earth surname spirit stones, buying talismans and then reselling them for profit.

This time, he spared no expense and bought a few low-level high-grade talismans, just to be able to score a few more rounds of competitions and fight for the title of four-round or five-round monk. Even if he didn't qualify for the trial in the end, he could hold his head high among his peers, which was convenient for him to establish his prestige and develop business.

In each of the first two rounds, a Wang Xian's talisman was used, and the effect was good, and both times he was in danger. Seeing that it was only the third round, he ran into Wang Xian, forcibly exhausted his talismans, and pressed him to beat, which made him, who was originally full of confidence, become crying without tears.

In order to prevent the Humpty Fat Monk's talisman from lasting more than half an hour and dragging it out to overtime for the competition, Wang Xianyungong used the Huatian Sword and attacked wildly. The power of the three swords of Huatian Sword is not three times that of a single sword, and between each sword, there are already some swordsmanship that echo each other, so that the power increases again. This time, with half a quarter to go, Humpty Dumpty's two talismans were gone.

Seeing that Humpty Dumpty had a sad face and did not release any other talismans, Wang Xian came with a double sword and circled over Humpty Dumpty's scalp, no matter how he dodged, it seemed that he had been sucked on his head, and he just didn't leave, as if he was going to cut off his head at any moment. Seeing that he was invincible, the short and fat monk had to hold his sword and bow his hand, which was regarded as begging for mercy, and Wang Xian also put away the three swords.

At this time, the voice of the presiding monk judging Wang Xiansheng came, and the short and fat monk waved his sleeve and wiped his forehead, still a little shocked, feeling that today's business was a big loss, and he should not have come to participate in the competition if he knew this.

The two left the venue one after another, each returning to their own group. Naturally, the third sword that Wang Xian showed showed was seen by some people with a heart, and suddenly, the shocked, jealous, and thoughtful reactions were varied.

The two hours of the match passed quickly, and the third hour was the time for the draw to stagger and try again. Draws were few and far between, with only five pairs of draws going head-to-head in the third game.

The monks outside the arena did not look at the draw fighting method anymore, and those who won in front of them meditated and breathed one after another, hoping to recover some mana as soon as possible in these two hours, and fight again in the fourth round. Those who were eliminated in front gathered in groups of three or five, pointing fingers at those victors and exchanging their feelings during the fight.

In less than an hour and a half, five draws were also decided. At this time, there were only forty-eight monks waiting to enter the competition outside the field, and after twenty-four monks were decided today, six monks could be decided tomorrow in just two rounds.

Being able to break through from four hundred people to the present, there are basically no weak people, as long as you break through one more level, you will have the title of five-round monk, which is second only to the name of trial monk. The forty-eight people who were preparing to fight again outside the arena were still in high spirits, although they were all pranayama. Wang first looked at the forty-eight people and found that the twelve seed cultivators, including Ren Xing, were indeed there, and Guo Yuan had already been eliminated.