The third day of the trial had just arrived, and the nearly 200 monks who had passed the test yesterday had already stood in a team. Today's second round of competition, each of the four games will be played for one hour, the fifth game will be tied for two hours, and the five games will end in six hours, and the ninety-six monks will be decided.

Wang Xian was on the fourth round, and after entering the formation, an elderly monk with white hair and medium height had already stood in the formation in advance. Wang first observed the opponent with his divine sense, this time the opponent was the eighth layer at the end of qi refining, but it was not one of the twelve seed cultivators, but he had just advanced to the eighth layer of qi refining not long ago, but this was not to be underestimated.

The two bowed, and Wang first struck first as usual, and attacked with a golden sword. The opponent is also a low-level Xuanqi golden sword, Wang Xianyun Hua Tiangong, Shi Hua Tianjian attack.

The opponent's realm of the eighth layer of qi refining does not seem to be too stable, although it gives Wang Xian a lot of pressure, but Wang Xian feels that he can barely withstand it, but it is only a little difficult, and it is estimated that the mana consumption may be slightly faster than the opponent's, but the gap is not obvious.

Wang Xian's opponent is a first-class golden sword technique that he cultivates, and the technique is Jin Yan Gong, which is also a first-class martial art in the cultivation realm, but it is still inferior to Wang Xian's Huatian Gong. The two have their own strengths, and as time goes by, they also consciously have a greater understanding of each other's strength, but neither side has an obvious advantage, so there is no victory.

Wang Xian was thinking about whether to drag it out until the end of the draw or find another way to break the deadlock and win against his opponent. The white-haired old monk was also thinking in his heart, he was nearly ninety years old this year, and his remaining longevity was not much, so he wanted to go all out and strive to obtain the qualification for the trial in this trial competition, but who knew that he would encounter a hard stubble in the second game.

The kid on the other side, looking at a slight advantage, but always undefeated, it seems that he has not gone all out, if the two of them draw this time, they will have to fight for two more hours in the next game, and it will change for a long time.

Seeing that three moments had passed since the competition of an hour, the white-haired monk was unwilling to wait any longer, and regardless of exposing his hole cards in advance, he sacrificed one of his own middle-level mysterious weapons, water dragon balls, and drew a cross against Wang Xian. Wang Xian was startled and hurriedly retreated.

I saw two water dragons appear in the sky, the dragon chant was clear, like an angry wave, sandwiching the boundless power of the dragon king's current world, facing Wang Xian, one left and one right. Wang Xian knew this kind of mana, and knew that it was a middle-level mystical weapon of the water system, as long as it was involved, it would be tighter and tighter by the water dragon, and the qi would not be able to come out, the strength would not be used, and the body would be even more difficult to move.

Wang Xian was not in a hurry, took out the moon mud stone, and also drew a cross on the two water dragons, one on the left and one on the right. I saw two water dragons, which were originally menacing, and suddenly spun in place as if they were blocked by a wall of air, as if they had encountered a frightened nemesis, and the more they swirled, the smaller they became, and finally shrunk into a fist-sized ball.

Drops of water dripped down from the small dragon, and the mana disappeared. Just as the water dragon shrank into a dragon, Wang Xian swung out two golden swords at the same time, one with the original metal surname Jin Sword and one with the surname Lei Jinjian, and attacked the white-haired monk with all his strength.

When the monk saw that the Water Dragon Ball Mystery Weapon Spell had been broken, his face immediately turned pale, and he was stumbling for a while in the face of the two golden swords that Wang Xianyun Hua Tiangong had used with all his might. Fire is gold, thunder is fire, and the power of the thunder golden sword made the white-haired monk retreat again and again for a while.

Wang Xian took advantage of his full strength to deal with the thunder sword, and when he was negligent, another golden sword, a move of Huatian swordsmanship, yin and yang, pressed on the opponent's neck in one fell swoop, and the sword was cut off, although it was not cut, it also made the skin on the old monk's neck tremble. The old monk saw that he had been subdued, and hurriedly put away his sword and gave it away, and did not move any more.

In the fighting method, the winner gives up first, indicating acceptance, and the loser gives up first, which means admitting defeat. At this time, the direction of the bluestone platform came in time to hear the sound of the judgment of Wang Xiansheng, Wang Xian accepted the sword, also bowed, smiled slightly, and said: "Agreed." ”

Wang Xian originally wanted to drag out a draw and win another game against the seventh-layer cultivator at the end of the Qi Refining Stage, which would not be easy to attract attention, but this old man wanted to force him to fight a decisive battle, and he didn't mind teaching the old man a lesson.

Wang came out first, and when he returned to the group, the fourth game was also nearing the end. Many monks began to look at Wang Xian with different eyes, and the strength of being able to defeat the eighth-layer monks in the Qi Refining Period should not be underestimated. Wang Xian always had a faint expression, but he sighed in his heart that the strength of the cultivation realm is respected, and how others think of you is completely determined by your strength.

Wang Xian's match not only attracted the more skeptical eyes of Wang Qingfu and Guo Yuan, but also naturally attracted the attention of several interested monks in other groups.

Wang Xian has a middle-level earth-based mystical weapon and two low-level mystical weapon swords, this set of magic weapon combinations can be called luxurious, not inferior to the seed monk at all. He is also the Hua Tian Gong and Hua Tian Sword Technique, among the two hundred or so people on the scene, there will be no more than 20 people who practice Hua Tian Gong and Hua Tian Sword, all of them are rich and powerful, and they are difficult to provoke.

Now Wang Xian, a monk who has just advanced to the end of Qi refining, seems to have been a casual cultivator before, and he is actually a cultivator of Huatian Gong and Huatian Sword. Wang Xian, together with Huang Jie and Dai Haijun, became the three newly advanced cultivators who had cultivated Hua Tian Gong and Hua Tian Sword that had been discovered so far. For a while, many onlooker monks who noticed this competition were surprised.

Soon, the fourth game was over, and the fifth game was tied and tested, but no one wanted to watch it, so they left one after another. Generally speaking, the monks who dragged it to a draw were cautious and cautious in their fighting style, preferring to play more than one game than risk attacking. Whether the monks want to preserve their strength and not show their heads, or they are calm and good at defending and not being good at winning, the additional test field for a draw is indeed difficult to see.

At this time, in the returning crowd, there were several people with different intentions. After Wang Qingfu found out that Wang Xian had defeated the eighth-layer monk at the end of Qi refining, his heart went up and down.

The highest cultivation in this group is Wang Qingfu, he is the only one in the group who is an eighth-layer cultivator at the end of Qi refining, and now there is such a Wang Xian who can defeat the eighth-layer at the end of Qi refining, Wang Qingfu also feels that he is not sure that he can break Wang Xian's combination of two swords and one stone.

This moon mud and stone, although no one can see what it looks like, but this kind of earth-based middle-level mystical weapon has the ability to rotate and consume the mana of the opponent's middle-level magic weapon, but it is a fact. Except for the wood-based mid-level mystical weapon, it is difficult to restrain it.

Medium-level mystical weapon, one blow is equivalent to the mana of the foundation building period, and if it is the envoy of the Heavenly Spirit Root Alien Spirit Root Monk, it may also reach the mana of the end of the foundation building period. This kind of high-power mysterious weapon, against the cultivators at the end of the upper qi refining stage, is so powerful that it can be imagined.

Wang Qingfu suddenly realized that he had finally discovered the second place in his personal life. Guo Yuan also became more and more sure that his suspicions were correct. Thinking about it, the matter of the last task ranking must be Wang Xian, Hua Tiangong and Hua Tian swordsmanship, with two swords and one stone, are strong, and no one can stop them when they are in the middle stage of qi refining.