This time Fang Yang drew the number "88", and Fang Yang's opponent was Li Jianfeng, who was also at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage and entered the Wanxiang Sect a few years earlier than him.
After the two bowed to each other, a young monk in the middle stage of foundation building announced that the competition between the two had begun.
As soon as he announced the start of the competition, Fang Yang flipped his right hand, Zixia flashed, and a purple flying sword appeared in his hand.
At the same time, Fang Yang quickly changed various postures with his hands, inputting streams of spiritual power into the small sword.
In the blink of an eye, the little purple sword grew to about three feet long, emitting a dazzling purple light.
At the same time, the purple light also transformed into thin strips of thunder and lightning, making a "Zi~~~Zi~~~" sound.
This was exactly the Purple Thunder Sword that made him successful in his first round.
On the opposite side, Li Jianfeng's movements were not slow either. What he took out was a two- to three-inch crimson mini pagoda weapon.
He waved his hand, a red light flashed, and the small tower appeared above their heads.
Then he also hit the small tower with spells one after another.
The figure of the small pagoda also grew rapidly, and in an instant the ten-foot-tall pagoda hung in the air.
Such a large pagoda made Fang Yang feel like a sword was hanging over his head, which made him feel quite depressed.
"Although this magical weapon is only a top-grade magical weapon, its power is no less than that of low-grade spiritual weapons." Fang Yang was horrified.
If this top-quality magical weapon had a powerful weapon spirit, it would probably become a spiritual weapon, and the quality would be high, and it might even become a mid-grade spiritual weapon.
Fang Yang knew that the opponent's magical weapon was quite powerful. Even if it had no other power, it could smash him into meat pie by dropping it directly from his head and attacking him in a sneak attack.
So Fang Yang thought and held a small cyan cauldron the size of a wine glass in his hand!
This is a low-grade spiritual weapon that looks like an alchemy furnace. It is called Qingfeng Cauldron. It can not only refine elixirs, but is also a good defensive spiritual weapon.
This is Fang Yang's prize for winning first place in the alchemy competition just now.
At the same time, Fang Yang also used the Purple Thunder Sword. The purple sword shone with a faint light of thunder and struck Li Jianfeng very quickly.
Obviously, Fang Yang wanted to quickly fight and defeat the opponent's powerful magic weapon before it could exert its power.
Li Jianfeng smiled slightly and formed a strange seal on his left hand, which suddenly turned the tower in the sky into a shining light.
Little flames emitted from the tower, as if fire was raining from the sky.
Fang Yang didn't dare to be careless, and the Purple Thunder Sword in his hand fired several powerful bolts of lightning into the sky, sweeping away the fire rain.
Li Jianfeng made another hand seal, and dozens of flame-transformed monsters flew out from behind the tower, including fire wolves, fire foxes, fire birds, fire deer, and dozens of fire beasts surrounding Fang Yang.
These fire beasts fearlessly collided with Fang Yang's Purple Thunder Sword, even if they would be destroyed in ashes.
But Fang Yang felt that the impact of these fire beasts caused the Purple Thunder Sword to tremble continuously, as if it were shaking.
Li Jianfeng was secretly proud.
His Fire Cloud Tower is an imitation of a famous ancient magic weapon, and its power is much higher than ordinary top-quality magic weapons.
Li Jianfeng is also well-known in Wanxiang Sect. He is Li Hu's cousin, and the person behind it is also a golden elixir monk, so he has such a good treasure.
And Li Jianfeng obviously also understood the power of this top-quality magical weapon.
He planned to hunt down the soul of a very powerful monster beast as the weapon spirit after reaching the foundation building stage. In this way, he could turn this object into a middle-grade spiritual weapon in one fell swoop.
Sure enough, just as Li Jianfeng imagined, Li Jianfeng controlled the fire beast Jin to fight Fang Yang, and both quickly gained a clear advantage.
Fang Yang also understood that although his Purple Thunder was called a top-grade magic weapon, its power was even more powerful than the average top-grade magic weapon.
However, it is even more powerful against magic weapons. Not only can it sneak attack, but it can also create fire beasts.
The fire beasts continued to collide, putting Fang Yang, who was controlling the Purple Thunder Sword, into a critical situation.
However, Fang Yang also relied on the strange movement skills of the Intangible Technique to avoid it as much as possible.
Although he was at a disadvantage, he did not appear defeated.
Li Jianfeng secretly cried out in his heart.
Li Jianfeng understood in his heart that although the power of his Fire Cloud Tower was powerful, the amount of spiritual energy consumed was not trivial. If it continued to be consumed for such a long time, his spiritual energy would be somewhat insufficient.
Seeing that Li Jianfeng could not attack Fangyang for a long time, he gradually became anxious.
He worked hard and suddenly crushed several pieces of red mid-level fire spirit stones into pieces.
I saw a raging fire-like energy being sucked into the Fire Cloud Tower.
The fire beasts in the sky were filled with blazing flames, and they rushed toward Fang Yang.
When Fang Yang saw this, he did not dare to neglect and quickly retracted the Purple Thunder Sword hanging above his head.
At the same time, the defense was replaced by the Qingfeng Cauldron. A stream of green light bloomed in the sky, and a green cauldron about one foot in size appeared above Fang Yang's head.
"Spiritual weapon! Spiritual weapon!" Although there are many elites in this competition.
But generally using top-quality magic weapons is considered a luxury, but Fang Yang actually used spiritual weapons, which attracted a lot of attention.
"How could this disciple have a spiritual weapon? It's really unbelievable." A disciple of Qingluo Peak said in surprise.
"Hahaha, senior brother, you must have been in retreat recently. That is senior brother Fang Yang from Wanmu Peak. He is the best in alchemy. This Qingfeng Cauldron is a prize for him from the sect."
Another disciple immediately interrupted.
"Wow, it's the Three Great Masters of Wanmu! I've heard of it, I've heard of it!" Apparently Fang Yang and the others are in the limelight recently.
As soon as the Qingfeng Cauldron came out, a powerful pressure made all the fire beasts panic.
At the same time, a cyan shadow flew out of the Qingfeng Cauldron, shining with white light.
This is the spirit of the Qingfeng Cauldron - the Jade Fire Green Mandarin Bird.
This Jade Fire Blue Mandarin Bird is a fourth-level monster. Although its strength is only about the same as that of a peak third-level monster, it is said that the Blue Mandarin Bird has extremely weak bloodline of the Blue Luan Bird, so it can have good control over flames.
Therefore, it is classified as a fourth-level monster. The Qingfeng Cauldron also has the control power of the Qingyuan Bird, so the control of the heat of the alchemy is more precise.
"Humph!" Li Jianfeng sneered, and the fire beasts in the sky rushed straight towards Fang Yang.
However, it did not break through the defense of Qingfeng Cauldron. When everyone was wondering what kind of medicine Li Jianfeng was selling in the gourd, the Fire Cloud Tower in the sky had quietly moved.
A tower of tens of feet fell rapidly, and the quality of the object itself was not inferior to the Qingfeng Cauldron, and its weight was three points stronger.
If he was hit, I'm afraid Fang Yang would be seriously injured even if he was protected by the Qingfeng Cauldron.
It's like being attacked by someone with a huge boulder. Even if the boulder cannot break the defense, if it is hit, it will shake the internal organs and cause serious injuries.
Moreover, we are on the stage at this time, so it would be extremely dangerous if we get injured.
"What a scheming idea!" Fang Yang laughed.
However, there was no panic on his face, and Fang Yang had no intention of confronting the opponent head-on.
Although the Qingfeng Cauldron is good, it cannot withstand the random smashing of the Fire Cloud Tower like a wild bull.
Therefore, he retracted the Qingfeng Cauldron with one move, and saw wings suddenly sprouting from Fang Yang's back, moving away from the original position at an extremely fast speed, while the Fire Cloud Tower flew into the air.
And in this flash of lightning, Fang Yang had arrived not far from Li Jianfeng.
At the same time, Fang Yang's body emitted a golden thunderous brilliance, instantly deceiving him.
Although Li Jianfeng reacted in time and threw a shield, a high-grade magic weapon, he was instantly defeated by thunder and fire, and his body was also knocked away and fell under the ring.
"Mid-grade spiritual weapon?" an old foundation-building man who was supervising the competition blurted out.
Although Fang Yang only used the sword light and not the sword body, he still could not escape the eyes of the foundation-building monks.
This thing is exactly the Thunder Fire Golden Light Sword that Fang Yang asked Zhang Lin to use a lot of top quality materials to refine.
This Thunder Fire Golden Light Sword was blended with ten thousand years of thunder soul and ten thousand years of fine gold. At the same time, He Dong also carved a set of thunder and fire formations.
As long as Fang Yang provides spiritual stones with thunder and lightning attributes, the sword body can emit thunder and fire.
What Fang Yang used just now was to activate the thunder attribute spirit stone and launch a thunder and fire attack.
Originally, Li Jianfeng wanted to take down Fang Yang with the advantage of his magic weapon, but unexpectedly Fang Yang had the same idea as him, except that Fang Yang's magic weapon was even more powerful.
"Wanmu Peak Fang Yang wins!" the voice of the old foundation builder sounded.
"Senior Brother Li, I accept." Then Fang Yang swaggered off the ring under Li Jianfeng's eyes that could kill people.
Like Fang Yang, Zhang Lin and Nuo Po also advanced successfully.
However, every time they advanced to a round, it became more difficult. Fortunately, Fang Yang had refined many high-quality third- and fourth-level elixirs in advance, so the three of them could recover in a very short time.
Moreover, their magic weapons were well prepared, and even if one or two high-quality magic weapons were damaged during the competition, it would not have any impact at all.
You know, for many Qi-training monks, a high-grade magic weapon may be worth half their lifetime.
After each round of competition, there will be a three-day pause.
The main purpose is to allow the monks time to recover their skills. However, although some monks won after a hard battle, they were also seriously injured and could not recover even after three days of rest after such a tragic victory.
This is doomed to lose the right to advance and have to choose to abstain.
For such a person, after all, he has won, and the sect will reward elixirs or magic weapons depending on certain circumstances.
In this way, after several rounds of screening, those monks who were obviously low in cultivation or whose magic weapons were too poor have been eliminated.
The further you get to the back, the more you rely on your strength. Those who originally took advantage of opportunities to advance will no longer have the chance to make a sneak attack under the deliberate precautions of their opponents in the next round.
The remaining monks who have been promoted either have special skills, have deep foundations, or are high-level monks who own two high-grade magic weapons.
This shows the importance of magical weapons for competitions between monks in the Qi refining period.
After many layers of screening, it is difficult to see a one-sided game on the competition field, and it is almost rare to see the outcome in one move.
Some monks with deep spiritual power and many elixirs may have to fight for most of the day. At the end of the three hours, whoever has the obvious advantage will be judged by the five foundation-building monks who will win.
Arbitrated by Jindan monks.
Otherwise, if there is no time limit, I am afraid that if both sides prepare enough elixirs, the fight may last for three days and three nights.
If each round lasts for several days, it is estimated that this sect competition may go on endlessly.
However, even when both sides are very strong, scheming is still very important.
This master's attack was even more precise and missed by thousands of miles. Usually there would still be some monks who underestimated the enemy too much and were careless, and the opponent used some weird means to sneak attack and succeed.
For example, a master who is at the peak of Qi training usually uses high-grade water-type magic weapons, and his own skills are also water-type magic weapons. Therefore, in order to deal with him, his opponent deliberately prepared earth-type defensive magic weapons and wood-type offensive magic weapons.
But what he didn't expect was that the water monk actually found an opportunity to throw out dozens of third- and fourth-level fire talismans, and used a high-grade fire flying sword to catch his opponent off guard, and then lost the opportunity.
In the end, it only took a moment to burn incense before I had to admit defeat.