Early the next morning, there were about 2,300 people in the initial stage of qi refining to participate in the battle, and the four rounds were decided. Wang Xian's mid-stage group of Qi refining will have 464 people facing each other in a row, and they will win in two rounds.

As with the final stage of Qi refining, the four hundred and sixty-four people will face each other in one round to determine more than 200 people, and in the second round, the 201 to the last monk will be selected by re-drawing, and they will select one of the 200 opponents to fight, and the two sides will not be limited until the winner is decided.

Wang Xian jumped into the hall under the arrangement of the ruling monks. This time it was a middle-aged female Dao Gu, dressed in black, slightly fat, with a calm expression, the two sides hugged their fists and saluted, and Dao Gu attacked first. This [***] majority will be a decisive battle, and a few dozen people will be singled out to fight again.

When Dao Gu came up, she attacked like a tide, and swung out two high-grade spiritual weapons, a golden sword, and a dusty sword to force Wang Xian. Wang Xian immediately understood the other party's plan, the more he could show his strong might in this battle and defeat the opponent as soon as possible, the less likely he would be picked in the next round for an extra game.

This Dao Gu's two upper handle spiritual weapons are the only ones among the people present, no wonder they have this confidence. Wang Xian didn't plan to fight hard, and released a golden whip talisman to help fight against the dust, although he had a slight advantage, he could resist for a while.

After a while, Wang Xian felt that the spiritual pressure of the other party's two spiritual weapons was getting stronger and stronger, and in order to be safe, he released a golden turtle talisman to protect his whole body.

The turtle shell formed by the golden turtle rune covers the five roads of Wang Xian, left and right, and then up and down, leaving only the front sword to swing the sword against the enemy, and from time to time with the turtle shell to change direction, even if the opponent can stab from all directions, it is often blocked by the thick turtle shell unscathed.

Seeing that the battle was stalemate, that Dao Gu was a little anxious, Wang Xian just saw the move to take the defensive, but Dao Gu did it with all his might, and in comparison, the loss of mana was faster.

That Dao Gu gritted her teeth, and swung out a medium-grade spiritual weapon golden sword, with the high-grade spiritual weapon golden sword in her hand and the dust, and attacked from the front, just hoping that the opponent could hurt the enemy when he was in a hurry, even if he won.

The envoy has multiple spiritual weapons, which need to consume a lot of his own mana, and the rune can use a little spiritual power to attack the enemy on its own, and the mana sealed in the rune is sealed in advance.

Wang first judged the other party's intentions, and immediately cast a golden whip talisman to trap the opponent's mid-grade spirit weapon golden sword. The two sides maintained an offensive and defensive balance on the surface, and no one could help the other.

But Dao Gu secretly complained bitterly, if this continues, even if there is a draw, Dao Gu's mana consumption is also very large, and after promotion, it will inevitably be easy to be selected by the challenger, and then use a few more spiritual weapons, and the mana will be difficult to support.

But at this time, it was no longer up to Dao Gu to choose, Dao Gu's offensive gradually slowed down, one eliminated the other, and the pressure of Wang Xian's two golden whips increased greatly, forcing Dao Gu to carry it with all his might. In this way, half an hour ended, and the two sides were awarded a draw, and both advanced.

In the last round, there were 247 people, and after the re-draw, Wang Xian found that he had won the number 212. In this way, he had to work with the other forty-six people to select the crowd in the field of the two hundred to fight, and he was endlessly victorious.

Wang Xian's original intention was really unwilling to fight again, the runes consumed so much, burned a lot of spirit stones, and his net worth was so rich, it had attracted the attention of many people, but there was no way, only to bite the bullet.

According to the order, starting from the two hundred and one, pick people in the two hundred, of course, the sooner you pick the people, the better, and the luck is not bad if you draw the two hundred and several numbers. At this time, Wang Xian was also observing the people within the two hundred in the field.

Wang first found that the elegant young man in white was also in his own group of pickers. And the fierce middle-aged man in the black robe, who heard that every game was a serious injury to the opponent and was powerful, sneered and stood in the crowd within two hundred.

Sure enough, as expected, the Dao Gu who played against her last game was selected in the fourth place, and her appearance of excessive mana consumption is not difficult for careful people to see. And the middle-aged man in the black robe, no one dared to choose him, and no one wanted to be abused.

When Wang Xian had a bye at the beginning, he observed the opponents in the field, and only a dozen or so were very strong, which attracted his attention, as long as he didn't match these people, he was sure of winning. When it was Wang Xian's turn, Wang Xian still chose an opponent with mediocre mana.

This is a young monk in Tsing Yi, short and thin, with a shrewd face. When the man saw that the king had chosen him first, he could not help but sigh. Now there are only about 200 people in the field, and they can be killed from more than 3,000 people, and they are either easy to match, either strong or witty.

The opponent obviously knows Wang Xian's strength, and knows that this is a draw master who is not weak when he is strong, and who is quite strong when he is weak.

The two sides hugged their fists and saluted, knowing that this was a battle that would be won or lost, and there was no time limit or politeness, and they attacked each other. The young man in Tsing Yi made a high-grade spiritual weapon folding fan, Wang Xian saw the medium-grade spiritual weapon folding fan in the process, and knew that this folding fan was both offensive and defensive, and the fan bone was difficult to defend.

This young man won the first few levels, and the surprise attack of this fan bone was not small. The Tsing Yi young man's exercises and fan methods were really half a catty and eight taels with Wang Xian, both sides did not use all their strength, trying to fight, and for a while I saw the two of them wandering around the field from time to time, and occasionally fighting three or two moves and quickly separated.

In the other matches in the field, there are many cautious battles like Wang Xian. There is no time limit for the final battle, and if you want to win, you can't do it without completely subduing the opponent.

It is meaningless to slightly injure the other party, and the risk of seriously injuring the other party is not small, after all, there are a few brushes that can survive until now, and most of them have been used, everyone understands the strength of the other party, and in the case of no certainty, most people choose to be patient and not impatient.

However, there are always exceptions, I saw that the elegant young man in white, as soon as he came on the field, he swung his sword like a storm and attacked sharply, daring to face the enemy like this, which in itself shows that he is confident of his own strength, and he is not afraid of the opponent's counterattack or sneak attack. In the cultivation realm, one force will be reduced to ten times, your exercises and swordsmanship are excellent, as long as the difference between the two methods is not big, no matter what tricks the other party plays, you can eat him.

It is Wang Xian himself, it is estimated that if he does not throw out five or six medium-grade talismans, it will be difficult to withstand the attack of the young man in white, and if he wants to win, it is estimated that he will have to add many more talismans, which is something that Wang Xian is unwilling to do. Sure enough, in just a moment's time, the elegant young man in white used his sword to force the opponent's neck to win, disdainful of seriously injuring the opponent. The defeated opponent could only sigh that he was unlucky.

Half an hour had just passed, and Wang Xian was still concentrating on the enemy, this opponent who was on par with Wang Xian's swordsmanship on the surface, but he didn't expect to meet him in the last round. This is the longest time that Wang Xian has not used the talisman fighting method, holding the rare idea of the opponent, Wang Xian tries to deal with it carefully, and the longer he fights, the better. Anyway, with the thousand-year-old spiritual milk in hand, after a long time, the victory is bound to be on your own side.

Compared with the dullness of Wang Xian's game, other games have gradually fluctuated, and there are not many opponents who want to keep consuming after all, and after the warm-up time passes, most of the attacks are fierce. Wang Xian's opponent also chose to keep consuming for some reason, which made Wang Xian a little puzzled.