I, Panda, am super fierce!

The third round of the competition is still one-on-one. This round of competition is very simple. The sixty monks draw lots, from one to thirty, and those who draw the same number will be their opponents.

Yi Zhou took out his lottery from the bamboo tube, unfolded it, and saw eight written on it.

This number is very high, the third round of the competition will start with the two on the first, if they are quick, it should be his turn in less than two hours.

Today, the stage of Bidouzhi is bigger than before, and there are many more people who come to watch.

Up to now, most of the sects have been eliminated, but this does not prevent them from coming to watch other people's competition.

Those who can enter the third round can be said to be the elites of the golden core stage, no matter their understanding of magic techniques or the use of magic weapons must be better than ordinary people, maybe they can feel something in it.

Yi Zhou stood with other Taiyan Sect disciples, nodded to Cheng Xi on the other side, and waited quietly for the competition to start.

Following Elder Gui Yuanzong's order, the two who got the No. [-] lottery came on stage.

They all seemed to be Dharma cultivators. After coming to the stage, they greeted each other first, and then put on a posture and used their own methods.

One of the cultivator's magic weapon has two abilities of water and fire at the same time, and these two abilities can be switched at any time. Previously, it might be that the water curtain fell from the sky, and when it fell on the body, the water would turn into a raging fire, making it hard to guard against.

Although this one is playing with the magic weapon, the other one is not a vegetarian. Although his magic weapon does not have such a unique ability, it should not be underestimated.

And besides the magic weapon, this monk also has a lot of talismans on his body, throwing out a few pieces of talisman paper casually made the monk on the opposite side a little overwhelmed.

Yi Zhou looked at it for a while, and roughly judged the strength of the two. If nothing else happened, the monk who used the talisman should win.

His guess was correct. The two stalemate for less than a stick of incense. At the moment when the water and fire magic weapon increased its offensive and neglected the defense, the cultivator used the talisman to see the opportunity and threw out a few more talismans at once.

Those talismans were all lightning-inducing talismans, and the sky became dark for a moment after they were used, and a series of mysterious thunders fell from the sky, hitting the unsuspecting monks.

The water and fire magic weapon cultivator was confused by this move, and hastily sacrificed another umbrella-shaped magic weapon to resist.

This magic weapon is mainly used for defense. Although it blocked the mysterious thunder for a while, the magic weapon is of low grade, and it seems a bit unsustainable under the continuous attacks.

Seeing this scene, he taunted with a talisman expression, and raised another talisman.

Those talismans floated into the air and burned, at least a dozen or so, and the number of profound thunder that fell on another monk's head doubled in a short time.

So many thunderbolts fell at the same time, the magic weapon couldn't resist, and gaps appeared on the umbrella surface.

The leaked profound thunder hit the cultivator, making him numb all over, and the magic weapon that was still firing the water blade tilted, and the water blade brushed past the cultivator using the talisman, but missed.

Focusing on this gap, the cultivator using the talisman threw a few talismans while throwing out the magic weapon in his hand, and smashed it towards the opponent's forehead. The water and fire magic weapon monk was busy dealing with Xuan Lei, and was negligently knocked down by the magic weapon.

The ground of the platform has been blessed, and it cannot be harmed by ordinary spells, so after the water and fire magic weapon cultivator fell down, he didn't suffer much damage except for eating a mouthful of dirt.

It is impossible for the cultivator who used the talisman to let the opponent fall to the ground. When he was unable to fight back, he hit hard, and the cultivator with the water and fire magic weapon was beaten by the opponent's endless talisman and fled in embarrassment, unable to fight back.

Since then, the outcome has been determined.

Looking at the cultivator walking down with his head held high, Yi Zhou's brows narrowed slightly.

Talismans in the realm of comprehension are not cheap. A lightning-inducing talisman is worth at least a hundred spirit stones. Although it may not look like a lot, this thing is just a one-time item. In this game alone, the victorious monks threw away fifty or sixty pieces.

Converting these discarded talismans into spiritual stones, they are enough to buy a magic weapon. Looking at the familiar person next to the monk Victory, Yi Zhou's vigilance against the enemy increased a little.

The rich man Gui Yuanzong throws a lightning-inducing talisman in this competition, but he may not know what he will throw next time.

For the first match, many onlookers were a little dissatisfied.

In fact, even if you don't rely on talismans, the monks of Guiyuanzong are still better, but the presence of talismans is so strong that others subconsciously ignore his other methods. .

Most of the cultivators are just struggling to survive, scrambling and scrambling just to buy themselves the most suitable magic weapon within their ability.

When encountering such a situation, they automatically assumed the identity of another person, and showed great indignation at the methods used by monk Gui Yuanzong.

Due to the fact that the Fa Conference was hosted by Gui Yuanzong and the six sects were superior, these monks did not dare to express their emotions on their faces, but looking at the treatment that the lost monk received after coming down, one can see the dissatisfaction in the hearts of those people .

Although the monk who lost had a bitter look on his face, his attitude towards the other people who came to comfort him was always gentle. This kind of gentle attitude greatly increased the favorability of others, and also made them hate the other party even more.

No matter what the people below think, the fight will continue afterwards.

There are a total of 28 places in the third round of competition, of which the six factions occupy a total of [-] places, nearly half of them.

I don't know if there is any mystery in the lottery, these 28 people rarely face each other, and the opponents are mostly disciples of other small and medium sects.

The six major sects are very different from other sects in terms of skills and resources. This difference is also reflected in the disciples of the sect. They are both elites of the Jindan period. The monks sent by these six major sects are always better than others. Other sects are even better.

Originally, winning or losing is a normal thing, and it was also the case in previous Fa conferences.

But because of the unreasonable winning method in the first game, other people's attention is not limited to winning or losing.

They will subconsciously compare the difference between the double-shot magic weapon, and attribute all winning and losing to the difference in the magic weapon. This kind of cognition makes them feel a little bit of subtle contempt and jealousy towards the monks of the six major sects, and at the same time, that kind of respect for Gui Yuanzong His dissatisfaction gradually spread to other sects.

Why do they have to live a miserable life when they can occupy most of the resources in the cultivation world?If these resources are given to them, it is not certain who will win!

Under the instigation of someone with a heart, this kind of emotion spread secretly, and Chengxi also heard two sentences of this kind of saying from the mouths of his disciples.

He sneered at this view, pointed to a party on the platform, and said to the disciple standing behind: "Then let's see how he won."

"It's not even a comparison, Master Shaogu is so sure about the outcome." The disciples behind were a little dissatisfied, the person that Master Shaogu pointed out seemed to be a child, maybe it was the cultivation level that their great sect had cultivated with medicine. .

The person Cheng Xi was referring to was Yi Zhou who had just entered the arena. The previous fights were all from the other sects of the six major parties, and it was the same for him this time.

Probably affected by his emotions, the cultivator opposite him didn't even say hello when he came up, just attacked like that.

Coincidentally, the opponent is also a sword cultivator.

This was the first time Yi Zhou competed with other sword repairmen besides Si Heng and the Taixuan Sect.

Just like Dharma cultivation, there are many kinds of sword cultivation. Some swords are fast, some are slow, some are extremely simple, and some are extremely complicated.

The only constant is the sword.

A sword is a murder weapon, drawn only to kill.

The sword cultivator on the opposite side is a silver-white sword, with a cold light on the sword, and faint blood wafts from the tip of the nose, and the surroundings have changed, as if they are in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

This is the power of the sword repairing on the sword. If a monk is affected by this illusion and withdraws, he can only become someone else's mermaid and be at the mercy of others.

The sword repairer has used this move many times before, and almost never missed it, but this time he will be disappointed.

The young cultivator was not disturbed by these scenes, he found his foothold accurately, and then swung his sword, blocking the sword he was about to throw.

The cultivator's swordsmanship is very complicated, and it is hard to see what is true or false, but the young man's sword is extremely simple, there are only a few moves back and forth.

It happened that these few moves blocked all the monk's attacks, making him unable to find any flaws.

In the blink of an eye, the two had gone through a hundred tricks, and it seemed that neither could do anything to the other.

The opponent's swordsmanship Yizhou had never come into contact with before, this confrontation made him realize something, and the sword moves in his hand gradually changed a little bit.

The young man is like a sponge, desperately absorbing the essence of others, his sword moves are gradually no longer as clean and neat as before, but have a taste of falsehood and reality.

How can it be!

The cultivator hastily stopped the sword that was stabbing at his heart, his eyes almost popped out, this move just now, isn't this move his move?How could it be used by others!

Could it be that he secretly learned the swordsmanship of his sect?

The monk was skeptical in his heart, and overturned this guess. The young man's sword move obviously had a green feeling, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not commonly used, and the feeling when he used it was also different from his own.

Since I didn't learn it before, could it be...

How can it be!This is simply impossible!The monk shook his head, erasing the terrifying guess in his heart.

impossible!

The monk was suspicious and decided to make a quick decision, and increased the "momentum" on the sword.

The sea of ​​blood in front of him began to flow, and the corpses floating in the sea of ​​blood gradually changed, with a face exactly like Yi Zhou's, crying for help in the sea of ​​blood.

Knowing that all of this was false, Yi Zhou remained unmoved, and continued to make moves calmly.

Integrating the opponent's false and real swordsmanship into his own, Yi Zhou's attacks became even more unpredictable.

The swordsmanship went from being green at the beginning to becoming more and more mellow, and finally merged wonderfully with the two swordsmanship that Yi Zhou had learned before.

At the moment when several sword techniques merged, dozens of sword qi flew out from Yi Zhou's body, and the sword qi flew towards the opponent.

Swinging out together with the sword energy, there is also Lanyue hidden in it, unable to reflect any light.