Chapter 293 The Third Round and the End (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

As the only female cultivator in the foundation-building stage in the Sun family, the reason why Sun Shengmei was able to get to where she is now and easily defeat the enemy with quite fierce means in the battle is mainly due to her own accumulation and a desperate state of exchanging her life for injury.

Of course, the strength accumulated over the years also shows a considerable effect. Under normal circumstances, cultivators of the same level are not the opponents of these old cultivators with various weird means.

In small and medium-sized families like the Sun family, only these old cultivators with cunning means have the strength and possibility to fight across levels.

After the second round of the Hundred Clan Trial Conference ended, the four cultivators who were qualified to participate in the next round of battle simply encouraged each other and then entered the inner cave for a breath adjustment for a hundred years.

According to the rules passed down for thousands of years in the Hundred Clan Trial Conference, no matter how fierce the competition in the previous round of battle was, all cultivators only had one night to adjust their breath.

After all, the purpose of holding this conference was to select some high-quality cultivators, and the potential of continuous battles is naturally indispensable.

One night passed in a flash, and for a group of cultivators who have gone through two rounds of tests, it is naturally far from enough.

Even with the full support of the family, and the assistance of some rare elixirs on the market that can restore the mana in the dantian and the wounds, Sun Mingsheng's face is still pale and bloodless.

Sun Shengyuan, who suffered a serious injury in the second round of battle, is less than one-tenth of his peak state, and there is no hope of winning this round of battle.

"The four of us have entered the third round of battle, which is a double display of the family's strength and luck. This round of battle is mainly for self-protection. If you are defeated, you must admit defeat decisively." Fearing that they would act impulsively, before the battle began, Sun Shengyuan patiently reminded them around him.

After two rounds of elimination, the number of cultivators in three different stages of cultivation is less than 100. If everything goes well, one day is enough.

From the current situation, the remaining cultivators only need three to five days to finish, and the family ranking results within the entire Song Kingdom will also be presented.

There are less than 30 cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, and two rounds of fighting will be over. Sun Shengyuan also went on stage to participate in the competition in the first batch.

"I actually met with fellow Daoist Jing. I am really unlucky. If others still have the strength to fight, I can only admit defeat in front of fellow Daoist." After seeing the opponent clearly, the bitter smile on Sun Shengyuan's face is even better.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, you are polite."

Fellow Daoist Jing Shubin, a cultivator of the ninth level of foundation building, is only one step away from condensing the golden elixir. His experience is quite legendary and he has the qualifications for practicing five spiritual roots.

According to common sense, he will probably be in the early and middle stages of Qi refining for the rest of his life, but this Jing Shubin just doesn't believe in the existence of fate.

Starting from the third level of Qi Refining, he traveled throughout the Song Kingdom's cultivation world, looking for various opportunities everywhere, and repeatedly survived death. Occasionally, he broke into a senior's cave under the attack of a monster and got a legacy. In addition to a large number of spiritual objects that assisted in the promotion of cultivation, a copy of the "Five Elements Qi Gathering Technique" that was suitable for cultivators with five spiritual roots also became his possession.

It was under this coincidence that Jing Shubin's cultivation began to rise rapidly like a blowout, breaking through the bottleneck and advancing to the foundation building in just twenty years.

From then on, his continuous exploration steps not only did not stop, but he began to go beyond the scope of Song Kingdom. After a hundred years of no news, he appeared again as a genuine ninth-level foundation building cultivator.

Because he had all five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, his combat effectiveness was even better than that of cultivators of the same level. The Great Five Elements Magnetic Mountain was a well-known killer, and he had defeated several direct descendants of cultivators from the four major sects head-on.

Therefore, after encountering this opponent, not to mention that he had already suffered a serious injury, he still had no power to fight back even in his prime.

On the arena where the mid-stage foundation-building cultivators competed, Sun Shengmei also encountered a strong opponent, an old Shu with a kind face, white hair and a childlike face, holding a very strange Zen stick and waving it with great force, and each strike contained considerable power.

And this old Shu also had a lot of combat experience, and had a clear prediction of every attack of Sun Shengmei.

Perhaps this old Shu, who looked quite unfamiliar, also came from a similar family, and he attached great importance to the ranking, and every point could not be easily given up.

This also meant that no matter who won or lost in this battle between the two experienced female cultivators, it was a battle that could not be easily decided.

"I won by chance, Brother Sun, thanks for the victory." In another battle, under the suppression of a sturdy fifth-level foundation-building cultivator, Sun Mingsheng could only accept the defeat as the result when he looked at the spiritual sword that was only an inch away from his neck.

"Brother Kang has a profound cultivation level, and I am convinced of my defeat." Regardless of his thoughts, Sun Mingsheng could only swallow the bitter fruit of failure this time. Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for was that he did not suffer any injuries because of the quick defeat.

In the battle between the early foundation-building cultivators, Sun Mingzeng's opponent was an extremely rare cultivator who used a longbow for long-range attacks.

This monk should be practicing a very rare inherited skill. In addition to his extremely flexible body and longbow for long-range attack, there are five second-level inferior palm-sized spirit monkeys around him.

The spirit monkey itself is not good at frontal attack, and its own combat power is also very pitiful, but the flow of spiritual power driven by each change of body shape has a certain blessing effect on the monk itself.

This makes the figure of this strange monk more mysterious and elusive, which also causes Sun Mingsheng to return empty-handed every time he attacks.

This kind of palm-sized spirit monkey is also the first time Sun Mingzeng has seen it, and naturally he is not too clear about its details for a while.

However, as a purely auxiliary spirit beast, with limited potential, its auxiliary role for the master is destined to be quite limited.

The longbow spirit weapon with long-range attack effect is indeed elusive and can guarantee the safety of the monk to the greatest extent, but their natural limitations also exist.

Longbow spiritual weapons are rare, but once you adapt to their offensive means and strength, their deterrent power will be greatly reduced, and they will have the effect of opening three axes.

"Daoyou's means are just like this." Sun Mingzeng has abundant combat experience. After only three or five rounds of fighting, he has figured out the key.

Dingshuiqi formed a layer of water-blue defensive light shield on his body, and the flying knife gourd on his head trembled strangely, breaking the previous state and appearing four flying blades.

"Go" he pointed with both hands