Soon, the presiding monk announced that he had entered the fourth round and read out the list of matchups and the number of matches. This time, after hearing the list, Wang Xian was stunned for a moment, and finally met an acquaintance, the steward of the group, Wang Qingfu.

Although Wang Xian had long been mentally prepared to meet the seed monk in advance, he didn't expect that this was a good old man when he met Wang Qingfu. However, now is not the time to think about this, to pass your own level, and the sword in your hand will not agree.

Wang Xian and Wang Qingfu bowed to each other, Wang Qingfu smiled, and said: "Senior brother is a real person who doesn't show his face, this group is just the two of us who broke into the fourth round, no matter who wins this duel, I hope he can go further." ”

Wang Xian smiled and said: "I'm just a fluke, it's nothing, and I ask my senior brother to give me advice." ”

Wang Xian met Wang Qingfu very rarely, just because he was in charge and remembered his appearance, and I heard Guo Yuan talk about him, he was a loyal and enthusiastic person.

And Wang Qingfu didn't notice until this competition that the monk of this group, who had just advanced to the end of Qi refining, understood that he had finally found the second place that could not be hidden on the task list that year, although the other party did not admit it, but everyone had tacitly acknowledged it.

The two of them had finished greeting, and Wang Xian knew that his mana was one level behind, so he didn't dare to hold it up, so he held two low-level mystical golden swords and attacked Wang Qingfu. Wang Qingfu swung a low-level Xuanqi golden sword and resisted for a while. He felt that Wang Xian really had profound Hua Tiangong skills, and Hua Tian Sword's swordsmanship was extraordinary, just with two swords, he could fight with himself to a draw, although he had a slight upper hand, but he couldn't help him.

After a moment, Wang Qingfu tried to break the deadlock, and sacrificed an ice sword with a low-level mysterious weapon surnamed Shui, which was made of thousand-year-old ice under the sea, hard as iron, and piercing ice.

As soon as Wang Qingfu's gold and water swords came out, Wang Xian felt the cold wind blowing on his face, his movements became stiff, and he was under a lot of pressure, and he was busy and swung the thunder sword to resist, but the thunder sword could not restrain the ice sword well, the pressure was only slightly reduced, but the disadvantage was becoming more and more obvious.

Wang Xian's actions at the end of Qi refining now can't resist the sword, and at the same time use his divine sense to control the three swords in three parts, relying on the attack power and whirlwind power in the three swords.

This is different from Edgeworth, after Edgeworth is released, it can change its moves at will, and the endless mana is injected into the sword body, and the attack range is also greatly increased, and it can be retracted at will in various ways.

Although Wang Qingfu only uses two swords, his mana and attack power are still significantly stronger than Wang Xian, but fortunately, Wang Xian's three swords have the tacit understanding of the Huatian Sword Array, always when the attack power of one sword is about to pass away and the whirling power is still there, the other sword can be hurriedly replenished, and the cycle repeats. But Wang Xian still didn't dare to take any more risks, and began to assist with the Moon Mudstone.

He used his left hand holding the sword, stretched out two fingers and then buckled the small moon mud stone, every time Wang Qingfu attacked with the ice sword, he used the moon mud stone to slash, the mana of the ice sword was immediately blocked, rotated in place, and gradually weakened to nothing, and the cold air also dissipated. And the ice sword, as if it weighed more than a thousand catties, was extremely difficult to dance, Wang Qingfu had to use all his strength to break free from the whirling strength of the moon mud stone, otherwise, the ice sword would also be turned into a drop of water.

In this way, Wang Xian basically used three swords to press Wang Qingfu's single sword. Wang Qingfu's low-level Mysterious Weapon Ice Sword didn't dare to use it anymore, for fear that it would be twisted into the mid-level Mysterious Weapon Moon Mud Stone Vortex and turn into dripping water, destroying the magic weapon, but it was not beautiful.

Wang Xian's use of the Moon Debris Stone is now relatively familiar. After three moments of time, Wang Xian didn't want to delay any longer, and went all out, the three swords were rotated, and the moon mud stone was clasped in his hand and stroked wildly towards Wang Qingfu. This moon mud stone can not only restrain the water surname sword, but also have a certain vortex force against the metal surname Jin sword.

Soon, I saw Wang Qingfu's golden sword fluttering like a breeze blowing willows, a little fluttering, Wang Qingfu felt a familiar sticky force rolled towards the sword body again, in order to prevent it from falling into it again, Wang Qingfu had to retreat sharply. At this time, the three swords had already encircled his retreat, and seeing that Wang Qingfu's golden sword was about to be twisted out of his hand by the stronger and stronger whirlwind, Wang Qingfu hurriedly shouted: "I am defeated." ”

When Wang Xian heard Wang Qingfu admit defeat, he immediately accepted three swords and one stone, and then the voice of the presiding monk judging Wang Xiansheng came. Wang Xian bowed again in the array: "Accept." ”

Wang Qingfu said: "The junior brother's mana is profound, and he admires and admires it. ”

Wang Xianying said: "Luck, luck." ”

The two of them left the formation, at this time many monks in the fourth round were still continuing, and today they tried the third and fourth rounds in a row, and the two of them consumed a lot of mana, and they were not interested in watching other people's fights, so they did not return to the group of onlookers, and returned to their residences separately, meditating and pranayama, and recovering their mana.

In fact, in the fourth round of the competition, there were only so many dozens of people, and basically what strengths each of them had been exposed. The power of Wang Xian's three swords and one stone, and the strength of defeating the stewards and seed monks of the same group, made many monks secretly jealous, hoping not to face him in the next round.

At the end of the fifth day, on the trial field, the twenty-four monks who had passed the test yesterday had already stood in a whole line. Today there is a game in the fifth round and a game in the sixth round. In the fifth round of the competition, the time limit is three hours, and the winner of the tie will be judged by the adjudicating monks, and twelve winners will be determined without additional matches. In the sixth round of the competition, there is no time limit, until the six winners are decided.

In the fifth round, Wang Xian did not encounter the seed monk again, according to the seed rules, after defeating Wang Qingfu, he would not face the seed monk again until the last round, the sixth round.

In the fifth round, Wang Xian faced a seventh-layer monk at the end of Qi refining, a middle-aged man of medium stature, neither fat nor thin, with no white face. Wang Xian secretly thought to himself, this monk can break through to the fifth round, there must be something to rely on.

Sure enough, after the two saluted, the monk also seemed to know Wang Xian's strength, and at the beginning, he showed a middle-level Xuanqi wooden sword and a low-level Xuanqi golden sword, and the two quickly attacked each other.

Wang Xian also swung three swords at the beginning, and wrestled with his opponent, and with the slightly superior Huatian Gong and Hua Tian Sword Technique, he was worthy of the opponent's mid-level Xuanqi. At this time, Wang Xian didn't want to take out the Moon Mud Stone, which was easy to be restrained by the middle-level Xuanqi of the Mu family. The two have their own strengths and weaknesses, and they are entangled.

After fighting for an hour, Wang first understood the other party's thoughts, and if it was consumed like this, even if one side won, the winning side would only be eliminated in the next round. And the middle-aged monk knew that with only these two mysterious weapons, with his cultivation being so low, there was no need to expect to be able to defeat those seed monks and win the final round.

The middle-aged monk's wood is surnamed Xuanqi, which just restrained Wang Xian's moon mud stone, so that Wang Xian did not dare to use it lightly.

Wang Xianguang relied on three low-level Xuanshu swords, and it was indeed easy to be dragged by the other party. And the three low-level mystical weapons, because they all use their divine consciousness to control and attack the enemy, and the three swords are divided into three parts of divine consciousness, and the consumption of such divine consciousness is faster than that of a middle-aged monk's two-handled mystical weapon fighting method.

As long as Wang Xian's divine sense is consumed quickly, after a few hours, the middle-aged monk will be able to gain a clear upper hand and find an opportunity to defeat Wang Xian. Even if he doesn't have a chance to defeat Wang Xian, at least he can maintain the advantage of the situation, and after three hours, the adjudicator monk will also award the middle-aged monk the victory. Wang Xian sneered in his heart, the opponent has a good calculation.

Wang Xian knew the other party's intentions, and he didn't want to dwell on it anymore, his goal was the last round. Wang Xian quickly withdrew a golden sword, and at the same time shot out a low-level high-grade fire fox talisman and blasted it at the middle-aged monk's wooden sword.

The mana of the fire fox is obviously three or four percent lower than that of the mid-level mystical weapon, but it can bite the opponent's wooden sword tightly for a short time, but due to the large mana consumption, the fire fox is estimated to only be able to hold on for more than two moments.

With the power of the fire fox to restrain the wooden sword, Wang Xian's other two golden swords were able to attack the opponent with all their might, so that the opponent's two swords, under the attack of the fire fox, had no upper hand on Wang Xian's two swords.

When the fire fox attacked the enemy on its own, Wang Xian swung the third sword he had just put away, the Thunder Sword. As soon as the thunder sword came out, the opponent suddenly couldn't parry anymore, and retreated again and again, only to retreat to the qi wall at the edge of the formation, and could no longer retreat.

At this time, I saw the opponent's wooden sword, not only to restrain Wang Xian's golden sword, but also to deal with the pursuit and bite of the fire fox, and there was no time to care, and the opponent's other golden sword, under the siege of Wang Xian's two swords, the thunder sword and the golden sword, only heard the rapid sound of "Dangdangdang", and was knocked out by the double sword. The middle-aged monk's face changed drastically, and when he saw that he was invincible, he shouted, "I admit defeat." ”

Wang Xian withdrew the golden sword and removed the talisman, and at this time, the voice of the ruling monk sentenced Wang Xiansheng came from above. The king bowed first, and when he saw that the monk was still in shock, he said, "Accept." He didn't say anything more, just walked out of the formation first and returned to the group.