No hope for eternal life

Two days later, the competition of a total of one hundred groups was finally over. Before the end of the competition, Mu Changsheng also finished drawing one thousand golden arrow talismans and five hundred spirit-summoning talismans. In the end, he obtained two hundred and thirty-one golden arrow talismans and one hundred and seven spirit-summoning talismans, which was an improvement over the last time. This shows that even with noise interference, it does not affect Mu Changsheng much.

Although the competition among 100 groups has ended, the third round has not yet ended. Next is the time for everyone to use their challenge opportunity, which is also the last chance to compete for the top 100 seats.

In order to meet this challenge, the government specially built four more arenas temporarily around the central arena, for a total of five arenas, to hold five groups at a time. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time to use only one arena for nearly a thousand matches.

"The five people whose names have been called will each go up to a stage and say the name of the person you want to challenge. If there is a duplicate, the one who speaks first will get the opponent, and the one who speaks later must change his opponent." The county lieutenant announced loudly.

"Sachuan, Wang Xuan..."

The county lieutenant read out the names one by one. Most of these five people were defeated by Mu Xun. When they came on stage, almost all of them shouted out the names of the opponents they wanted to challenge.

These people had already found their opponents long ago, and there were not many weak opponents, so it was easy for them to overlap. Now the competition was about who was faster.

"I want to challenge Gao Qitian." "I want to challenge Chen Dongdao."...

Names were called one by one, but Mu Changsheng did not hear his own name.

"It seems that these people have some vision. I can save some golden arrow talismans." Mu Changsheng was secretly happy.

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Late at night on the next day, the challenge finally came to an end. During this period, some people successfully won the top 100 seats, some people were kicked out of the top 100 and took advantage of the challenge opportunity to return to the top 100, and some people had to leave sadly.

As for Bai Xuanyu and Qiu Du, the others who voluntarily admitted defeat, they all regained their places in the top 100 as expected.

At the same time, County Lord Gao Xuan stood up again and announced: "The third round of the martial arts test is over. First of all, congratulations to you. You have won the top 100 among tens of thousands of cultivators. You can be called one in a hundred. However, the population of our Shenfeng country alone is hundreds of millions. Let alone one in a hundred, even one in ten thousand is nothing."

"It is because the current king is kindhearted that all 100 of you can receive rewards. In the past, only the top ten cultivators who advanced to the county exam would be eligible to receive rewards."

After County Lord Gao Xuan finished speaking, the county lieutenant next to him stood up and announced the rules for the next round of competition: "In the fourth round, 100 cultivators will be randomly divided into groups and will compete in pairs. There will be two rounds in total. The loser will have another chance to challenge others, just like in the previous round. This will determine the top 50 and top 25 respectively."

Then, the county lieutenant continued loudly: "Next, the five groups will compete simultaneously. Those whose names are called should hurry up and go on stage."

"Ring No. 1: Situ Hong vs. Song Zhi." "Ring No. 2: Zhang Tianfang vs. Dongfang Mao."...

"Situ Hong." Mu Changsheng's eyes narrowed. Although he did not hear his own name, there was a name that he cared about.

Situ Hong was the person Mu Xun specifically pointed out as someone who needed attention. In the last round of the ten-man competition, this person, like Bai Xuanyu, voluntarily admitted defeat, and he deliberately chose a weaker opponent when challenging him, so this person's strength has always been hidden.

At present, Mu Changsheng's understanding of Situ Hong is limited to knowing that he is a sword cultivator like Mu Xun.

Moreover, Situ Hong's opponent Song Zhi is also a person who cannot be underestimated. She is the winner of the ten-person arena, and no one chose to challenge her during the challenge stage, which is a good example.

Mu Changsheng felt that Song Zhi could at least force Situ Hong to reveal some of his hidden cards, so this battle was worth watching.

"The competition begins." The referee on the stage announced quickly.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Song Zhi, who was wearing a plain skirt, took the initiative to attack. She raised her hand and a magical fire dragon blasted out. She was a magic cultivator.

Seeing this, Situ Hong smiled slightly, drew out the magic sword in his hand, and slashed out a sword energy. The sword energy collided with the fire dragon, and the two canceled each other out and dissipated.

"It's useless. Your magic is not powerful enough. As long as I get close to you, what can you use to block my sword?" Situ Hong smiled and shook his head, also wanting to disturb Song Zhi with words.

"Really?" Song Zhi sneered slightly. She was not affected at all. She was just testing it just now and she hadn't really exerted her strength yet.

Then, Song Zhi pointed to the sky and shouted softly: "Phoenix Fairy Origin Fire."

Immediately afterwards, three fire phoenixes instantly condensed above Song Zhi's head. The power of each of these three fire phoenixes far exceeded that of the previous fire dragon.

"Not good." Situ Hong exclaimed in his heart. He felt a fatal threat from the three fire phoenixes.

At the same time, Situ Hong also realized that he might have underestimated the enemy. The strength of a magic practitioner is most closely related to the grade of the secret technique he practices. The secret technique that Song Zhi practices is probably of a higher grade than his own.

On the other side, Song Zhi didn't say any more nonsense. He pointed his finger at Situ Hong and said lightly: "Go."

"Clee." The three-headed fire phoenix cried out, as if it had received an order. After soaring half a circle in the sky, it swooped down to attack Situ Hong.

Seeing this, Situ Hong no longer dared to hold back and used his best trick. He held the sword and shouted: "Sword opens the world."

A sword mountain surrounded by sword energy quickly took shape on the tip of Situ Hong's sword, and collided violently with the three-headed fire phoenix attacking from Song Zhilan.

Unexpectedly, Situ Hong's strongest method melted as quickly as ice and snow when facing the three-headed fire phoenix.

"Open it for me." Situ Hong roared, pouring out all his magic power to bless his sword mountain.

"It's too late." Song Zhi said indifferently. At this time, her third spell had been completed. A fire dragon and a fire phoenix appeared in the sky again. The two circled and flew together, the dragon and the phoenix intertwined, bypassed Jianshan, and attacked Situ Hong's back.

Seeing this, Situ Hong's eyes were red with anger. All his strength at this moment was concentrated on the sword mountain. He was no longer able to defend himself. He could only say unwillingly: "I give up."

Situ Hong knew very well that if he insisted on continuing, he would be seriously injured, which would affect his performance in the subsequent competitions.

When the referee heard Situ Hong's surrender, he immediately helped Situ Hong resolve the magical attack.

Then the referee announced: "Song Zhi wins."

"There are so many dark horses." Mu Changsheng in the audience said secretly. He originally thought that the protagonist of this competition would be Situ Hong, but it turned out to be Song Zhi. It is really unpredictable.