Hundreds of cyan lightsabers hit the red light curtain one after another, and the red light curtain made a muffled crackling sound.
Wang Changsheng pinched the secret, and a large number of blue light spots appeared all over his body, turning into white ice needles.
"go."
Following Wang Changsheng's order, dense white ice needles rushed to hit the red light curtain. After a dull sound of rain hitting banana leaves, the red light curtain flashed wildly and the light dimmed.
The five giant eagle puppets opened their mouths one after another, and each sprayed out dozens of cyan lightsabers, hitting the dim red light curtain. The light of the red light curtain became dimmer and dimmed, flickering in and out.
The young man in red shirt hurriedly injected mana into the red jade pendant. The red light flashed and the red light curtain returned to normal.
At this moment, dense white ice needles shot out, and hundreds of cyan lightsabers descended from the sky, rushing to hit the red light curtain.
There was a dull sound of rain hitting the fence, and the light of the red light curtain dimmed again.
Seeing this situation, the face of the young man in red shirt changed and he was about to inject mana into the red jade pendant. Before he could act, there was a soft sound and the red light curtain shattered. Three slender blue flying needles were suspended in front of the red young man. Less than a foot away from his eyebrows.
The young man in the red shirt broke out in a cold sweat. He smiled bitterly, clasped his fists and said, "I lost. My Taoist friend Wang is very admirable."
"I accept it, Fellow Daoist Yang."
Wang Changsheng said modestly that he could win easily, mainly because he had seen the young man in red shirt fighting. The young man in red shirt had many offensive weapons and was proficient in fire spells. This was his advantage. His weakness was that his defense was not strong enough and he only had one medium-grade weapon. Defensive magic weapon, Wang Changsheng broke through his defense as quickly as possible, and the young man in red shirt was naturally defeated.
Wang Changsheng put away his magic weapon and puppet beast and walked down from the ring.
In the next round of competition, Wang Ruyan came on stage. Her opponent was a short and fat young man in a yellow shirt.
As soon as the competition began, Wang Ruyan sacrificed four second-level puppet beasts, two spider puppets and two giant eagle puppets.
After sacrificing four second-level puppet beasts, she took out a short cyan ruler and shook it gently, and a thick cyan light curtain emerged, covering her whole body.
The young man in yellow shirt held out a yellow shield in front of him, and released a giant yellow python and a giant red eagle.
He released second-level spirit beasts and spirit birds, but with the numerical advantage, Wang Ruyan vaguely had the upper hand.
Wang Ruyan took out the Green Lotus Pipa, and quickly passed the pipa strings with her slender jade fingers. A rapid pipa sound sounded, and more than a dozen green wind blades swept out and hit the opposite side.
The young man in yellow shirt hurriedly took out two yellow flying knives and smashed the incoming blue wind blade into pieces.
The sound of the pipa became more and more urgent, and green wind blades flew out one after another, hitting the young man in yellow shirt continuously.
The two spider puppets each sprayed out a white spider web, tied up the giant yellow python, and they rushed towards the young man in yellow shirt.
The two giant eagle puppets each sprayed out dozens of cyan lightsabers and struck the red giant eagle. They spread their wings, circled, and swooped down from high altitude.
Facing the attacks of four second-level puppet beasts and Wang Ruyan, the young man in yellow was a little confused. Wang Ruyan caught the flaw. A spider puppet sprayed out a white spider web and covered it inside. Two giant eagle puppets flew towards it. Come, the young man in yellow shirt can only admit defeat.
The Yang family disciples screened out most of the contestants. After several rounds of competition, there were still fifty-three contestants, who competed in pairs. The winner advanced to the next round and was decided by drawing lots.
Wang Ruyan was lucky enough to get the only empty lottery and advance directly to the next round.
Wang Changsheng's opponent was a girl in a blue dress with delicate features and beautiful features, who was on the fifth level of foundation building.
There are many butterflies embroidered on the dress of the girl in blue skirt. It is said that she is a disciple of Butterfly Valley, a local sect in Yue Kingdom.
As soon as the competition began, the girl in the blue skirt released two huge colorful butterflies. Judging from their aura, they were clearly second-order spiritual insects.
In addition, when she pinched the magic technique, a large area of five-color glow appeared all over her body. After a blur, it turned into huge colorful butterflies, turned into butterfly shadows all over the sky, and pounced towards Wang Changsheng.
Before the two second-level spiritual butterflies got close, they flapped their wings and each released dozens of wind blades, hitting Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng held out the Ice Dragon Flag, and with a slight wave, a large piece of white cold air surged out, turning into a white ice wall several feet high and half a foot thick, blocking the way in front of him.
There was a muffled sound, and dozens of wind blades hit the white ice wall, leaving only faint white marks on it.
"Transform into a dragon."
Wang Changsheng shouted softly, and hit the ice dragon flag with a magic spell.
The ice dragon flag suddenly became brighter. After a blur, it turned into a huge white ice dragon with dense scales and eyeballs.
"Roar!"
The white ice dragon roared loudly and rushed towards the opposite side with its fangs and claws.
The colorful giant butterfly was no match for the white ice dragon, and was torn to pieces by the white ice dragon.
The two second-level spiritual butterflies released dozens of wind blades, slashing at Wang Changsheng from the left and right sides.
Wang Changsheng smiled faintly, raised his hand, and the Hundred-Blade Umbrella flew out, spinning rapidly above his head, and sprayed out a blue glow to cover him.
Dozens of wind blades hit the blue glow, but the blue glow remained motionless.
Seeing the white ice dragon rushing toward her, the girl in the blue dress changed her appearance. She quickly used a second-level fire dragon talisman and transformed into a huge red fire dragon, facing the white ice dragon.
The red fire dragon is not an entity, it is just a spell. The white ice dragon is an entity. Although it can only exert part of its power before birth, it is by no means something that the red fire dragon can withstand.
Within three seconds of being able to breathe, the red fire dragon was torn to pieces by the white ice dragon.
The girl in the blue dress quickly used five gleaming blue flying swords and struck the white ice dragon, leaving only faint white marks.
"Roar!"
The huge claws of the white ice dragon slapped the cyan light curtain on the girl in the blue dress, and the light of the cyan light curtain dimmed.
The white ice dragon opened its mouth and spat out a white light beam, hitting the cyan light curtain, which quickly froze.
Several faint rays of blue light flew over and hit the ice. The ice shattered and the cyan light curtain disappeared. Three blue flying needles stopped in front of the girl in the blue dress. She was holding a ball in her hand. A shiny red bead.
Seeing the three blue flying needles, the girl in the blue skirt smiled bitterly in her heart, sighed, and asked politely: "I lost, my little sister Butterfly Valley Lan Dieyi, what do you call me fellow Taoist? Which sect do you follow?"
With a pinch of her spell, two second-level spiritual butterflies flew back.
"I'm Wang Yang, I'm just a casual cultivator. It's just a fluke."
In this battle of magic, Wang Changsheng won with the magic weapon. The ice dragon flag was refined with the soul of the second-order high-grade ice dragon. Its power was not comparable to that of ordinary high-grade magic weapons. Of course, the main reason was that his magic power was relatively deep. The fifth-level foundation-building monks who want to transform their magical weapons into attacks are not so fast.
With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's secret, the white ice dragon turned into a white flag and flew back to his sleeve and disappeared.
He walked down to the ring and watched the others fight.
The other people's cultivation levels were not much different, but the spells and magical weapons they used were very different, which gave Wang Changsheng a lot of knowledge.
One of them, a young man in silver shirt with handsome features, attracted attention. The young man in silver shirt was only in his twenties, but he had an eighth-level foundation cultivation. He was proficient in thunder spells and did not use magic weapons. He only used a hand of thunder spells. , easily defeated an opponent with a sixth level of foundation building.
"Huang Daoyou is really unlucky to meet Zhao Yunlei. Otherwise, with Huang Daoyou's ability, there would be no problem in reaching the top ten."
A middle-aged man sighed, listening to his words, he seemed to know the young man in silver shirt.
"This fellow Taoist, who is this Zhao Yunlei? He is already at the seventh level of foundation building at a young age."
Wang Changsheng asked curiously.
"One sect, two sects, and three sects. Have you heard, fellow Taoist, that Zhao Yunlei is a descendant of the Zhao family, Lei Linggen. He will definitely be the first in this sword discussion conference. Whoever encounters him will be unlucky."
After this round of competition, there were still twenty-seven people left, who continued to draw lots for the competition.
Wang Changsheng's opponent was a tall, thin, middle-aged Confucian scholar with a fifth-level foundation.
As soon as the competition began, Wang Changsheng sacrificed four second-order giant eagle puppets. The four giant eagle puppets spread their wings and rushed towards the opposite side. Then, he sacrificed the ice dragon flag, poured his strength into it crazily, and struck with a spell. On top of the Ice Dragon Flag.