Chapter Twenty-Eight: Clearing

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and about half of the field decided the winner, and many of them were seriously injured and had to admit defeat. By the time an hour and a half had passed, there were only six or seven pairs left in the field still fighting. By the time the second hour had passed, there were only two pairs left in the field.

The other pair of people are opponents in mana swordsmanship and chess, and no one can help anyone, looking at it like that, it is impossible to distinguish the winner without exhausting the mana. At this time, Wang Xian and the opponent's mana were also only more than sixty percent left, only to see that the opponent took advantage of the gap between the blocks and took out a small bottle and drank it.

Wang Xian was stunned for a moment, could it be that the other party also had a thousand-year-old spirit milk? Quickly took out a small bottle and drank a drop of thousand-year-old spirit milk. However, looking at the way the other party drank for a while, it seemed that he had drunk half a bottle, which should not be a thousand-year-old spirit milk, but a superb spirit wine and spiritual liquid. Wang Xian also pretended to drink for a while, making it impossible to guess what he was drinking.

The two sides stopped and fought again. At this time, Wang Xian, who instantly recovered all his mana, found that the opponent's mana had recovered to more than eighty percent. The recovery of mana is best known to the two sides with equal strength in the field, but people outside the field can only see the approximate situation. As soon as the two sides fought, the opponent couldn't help but be surprised, secretly sighing that Wang Xian was too against the sky, his mana had all recovered, could it be that he had a thousand-year-old spiritual milk?

Just as Wang Xian was about to enjoy the battle against an opponent of the same rank whose mana was weaker than his own, the opponent suddenly changed his moves. When a fan move surged to block Wang Xian's golden sword and slashed in the air, one hundred and eight flying needles shot out from the fan bone and went straight to Wang Xian's door.

Wang Xian was startled, his body retreated sharply, and at the same time, two earth turtle talismans were released with lightning, and his whole body had just hid in the turtle shell, and at this time, the flying needles had arrived, and they were all nailed to the turtle shell. It is also thanks to the exquisite and fast spell of the king's first talisman, coupled with the fact that the mana is stronger than the opponent at this time, it can be dodged.

At this time, Wang first removed a piece of turtle shell blocking in front of him, and attacked the enemy with his sword, but who knew that the opponent swung a fan and slashed on the sword, and another hundred and eight flying needles shot out. This flying needle is as thin as a cow's hair, and there are many of them, and many monks have been injured under the opponent's flying needle in the first few games. As soon as one hits, the flying needle will quickly travel all over its body, causing it to become paralyzed and eventually defeated.

Wang Xian couldn't, so he had to hide back in the turtle shell. Since Wang Xian's mana is superior, he no longer fights, and attacks from the turtle shell from time to time. Now that you have to be on guard, keep an eye on the fan, and be able to react quickly when the flying needle shoots out. After the opponent shot three more rounds of flying needles, he no longer shot out, but Wang Xian did not let his guard down in the attack.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and the two sides fought fiercely at this hour, and the mana consumption was huge, Wang Xian only had more than sixty percent of the mana left, and the opponent only had more than forty percent left.

Wang Xian didn't plan to give the opponent another chance to drink the spiritual liquid, so he wrapped it with all his strength, and at the same time held a few talismans in his left hand, and the earth turtle talisman was ready to guard against surprise attacks, but the golden whip talisman was released. As soon as the golden whip came out, the opponent finally gave up, was whipped to the calf, and fell to the ground injured and admitted defeat.

Wang first came out of the light curtain and found that there was still a couple of people fighting, both of them only had more than one percent of mana left, and they were close to running out of oil, and they were still unwilling to give up. The two high-grade spiritual weapons and golden swords were both trembling and waving slightly, and the moves could only be described as unbearable, but everyone also secretly admired the strength of the two of them.

Most of the people were watching Wang Xian's fight just now, and when they saw Wang Xian walking back to the group, many people nodded and smiled at him, quite admiring. They all admired him for having too many talismans and too good luck, I don't know which rich family he was born in, he squandered a lot of spirit stones, and he didn't blink an eye.

With Wang Xian's personal strength, he is really medium to weak in the group. Most of the people in this group are three-spirit roots, and five-spirit roots like Wang Xian can survive to the end, which is really unique.

Of course, there are also many people who snort coldly, and they look down on Wang Xian's own strength. Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, when testing the spiritual root, just like the one in a thousand heavenly spirit roots, there are only more than 20 miscellaneous spirit roots like Wang Xian, which are extremely eye-catching, and they have been remembered by many people.

Another miscellaneous spirit root who could hold out to the last game, within two hundred, was all remembered by everyone, rushed to pick it out, and was defeated and eliminated.

Anyone can see that Wang Xian's qualifications are poor, and his exercises and swordsmanship are second-rate. The two hundred people who can hold out to the end, the exercises and swordsmanship are above Wang Xian.

The cultivation realm is the most important exercise, followed by the heavy sword method. Relying on talismans is like relying on formations, magic skills, and demon methods, which is quite suspicious of not doing a proper job. Most people think that when the rune is always used up, even if you desperately pass the gate and enter the door, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the door.

At this time, the people who passed the level gathered around the venue of the last two people to talk and laugh, and those who had not passed had been taken away from the scene by the monks, and today's competition of the early stage of qi refining group had also ended.

Wang Xian looked at the field and frowned secretly. It's not for nothing that the strength of the cultivation realm's fighting method has died evenly, these two people have obviously exhausted their methods, they don't keep it, and they refuse to give up, do they want to both die here?

According to the rules for killing people, if one of the two is defeated, the other person will also be disqualified. Now both of them are competing for will, trying to make the other person let go because of the fear of death, and both are dangerous.

After another half an hour, the two of them were already soaked, their physical strength and spiritual power were less than half of them, and their cultivation had temporarily fallen to a weaker level than the early stage of qi refining.

Generally, when the cultivation reaches one percent, it is very dangerous, and the mana must be restored as soon as possible. Less than one percent is also forcibly used to make mana, not only will the cultivation temporarily fall to the next level, but there is also the risk of the dantian bursting and the cultivation will be wasted, plus the physical strength will be exhausted at the same time, and there is also the worry of the surname.

At this moment, a soft snort came, and the Jindan period monk on the high platform looked impatient, and a powerful divine consciousness spirit pressed towards the two people in the field, and immediately pressed both of them to the ground.

The monk of the Jindan period said: "Don't compare, it's just a matter of hurting your surname, and whether you pass the test or not is up to me to decide the sect master." Then he handed a messenger jade slip in his hand to a foundation building period monk next to him, and the foundation building period monk immediately flew away with his sword, obviously telling the sect master.

According to the regulations, the winner must be decided in the field, but this kind of ending where at least one person on both sides must die is not what Hua Tianzong wants. Not causing death is a requirement for the Immortal Cultivation Sect to recruit disciples, otherwise Yu Qing's reputation will be damaged. The disciples in the door died in the course of their missions, and that was another matter.

In the past few days, more than a dozen monks in the foundation building period have been dispatched to preside over the competition, and three of them have taken action to stop the fighting method of death, and rescued the defeated.

Less than half an hour later, the foundation-building period monk Edgeworth rushed back and handed over the transmission jade slip to the Jindan period monk.

As soon as the Jindan period monk probed, he knew the result, and said loudly: "The head of the sect ruled that the two of them were strong in their hearts, and their ambitions were commendable, and they agreed to make an exception and enter the door wall together. The two of them had already returned to the group to meditate and pranayama separately, and when they heard this, their expressions suddenly relaxed, and they smiled hard.

At this time, the competition was all over, and the Jindan monk handed over the disciple jade medal to the foundation building period monk and distributed it to everyone, and took back the jade medal for the competition. After that, they all left the scene, and the monks of the mid-stage Qi Refining Group walked towards a big mountain in the direction of the outer gate under the leadership of the deacon disciples of the outer gate of the Huatian Sect.