Shi Mu faced the Ling Yan long whip that was rushing in front of him, but as if he had expected it, his body turned to the left side, and he just let go of the spearhead of the long whip, and at the same time, the steel knife in his hand rolled out again, conjuring ten sword rays, and slashing towards the left half of his body.

Lyon's face changed again, but his reaction was not slow, and he quickly shook his arm, and the black long whip suddenly turned around, intertwining into a black whip web like a spider's web in front of him, like a black wall, protecting his body behind him.

Shi Mu sneered, and his hand movements did not stop at all.

Thundered!

Ten sword shadows slashed down on the black whip net, and the whip net shook violently, but the sword shadow immediately shattered.

Shi Mu's eyes shone brightly, and the true qi in his body was urged and injected into the steel knife in his hand.

The steel knife hummed and trembled, faintly emitting a white glow.

"Drink!"

Shi Mu shouted, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed out with a heavy slash.

A flower in the void next to the Xueliang steel knife appeared, and ten other swords appeared, slashing down together.

"One breath and eleven slashes, this kid really hid his strength before, no wonder Senior Brother Su was defeated!" Seeing this, the thin-faced B-level disciple who was the referee in the ring flashed a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

Yan Zhi's face was shocked, at this time, he had been completely suppressed by Shi Mu's fierce momentum wave after wave, and he could only desperately wave the long whip in his hand to resist in vain, but he couldn't find the slightest gap to counterattack, and beads of sweat began to secrete on his forehead.

"Boom" with a loud bang!

The black whip net was finally shattered by Shi Mu, and the black long whip in Fen Zhi's hand was also broken into countless sections, leaving only a short section in his hand, and before he could react, there was a flower in front of him, and then eleven snow bright knives were cut off on the head, and he was about to split it into several sections.

At this moment, a figure flickered, and a tall figure came in front of Li Zhi, but it was the thin-faced B-level disciple who was the referee on the side.

I saw that his sleeve shook slightly, and somehow an extra silver short spear appeared in his hand, and he met the sword.

With a shake of the gun's head, an invisible wave of qi erupted from the tip of the gun, only to hear a muffled sound, and all the eleven sword lights shattered.

Shi Mu's face was shocked, and a huge force was transmitted from the long knife in his hand to his body, and his body was as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, but a huge force came out of his arm, only took half a step back, and then stabilized his body again, but his face was faintly pale.

"Boy, if you ignore the rules of the sect and hurt people's lives, first ask me if the gun in Luo Yunji's hand will agree!" The thin-faced young man turned his hand and put away the short gun, and said coldly in his mouth, but a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Su Mubai, a double-sword boy who was defeated by Shi Mu before, had something to do with him, and he had a great hope of entering the top ten of the new disciple rankings, but because of Shi Mu, he was out of the game, and he was already a little unhappy in his heart, and at this moment, he had a good opportunity, so he shot directly.

He originally thought that with his martial arts strength in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, he could quietly let Shi Mu suffer a secret loss, but he didn't expect Shi Mu to bear it almost casually.

"I can't stop it at the next moment, and I ask this senior brother to forgive me. Shi Mu's eyes flashed, put away the steel knife, and arched his hand.

Luo Yunji glanced at Shi Mu coldly, didn't say anything more, and walked to the side of the ring.

In front of everyone's eyes, he naturally didn't want to do anything else.

Quan Zhi glanced at Shi Mu deeply, threw the whip in his hand, and walked quickly out of the ring.

"Winner, Shi Mu!"

The people near the ring just woke up from a dream and erupted in cheers.

Shi Mu's momentum in this competition was like a rainbow, the victory was crisp and neat, and the murderous aura was monstrous, which made people feel silent, but it was quite in line with the style of the Black Demon Gate.

Perhaps because this battle left a lot of impression on everyone, no one dared to challenge it for a long time.

Shi Mu didn't challenge anymore, after all, the rewards for the top ten new disciples were all about the same, and it was not a good thing to be too eye-catching.

Towards the end, he was challenged two more times, but naturally he won easily, and he was firmly ranked ninth among the new disciples.

And among the people he knew, Lan Feng was ranked fifth, and Bai Shi was ranked seventh.

As for Xiao Ming, he also showed a good talent as a warlock, and the martial artist already had a lot of constraints in the battle with the warlock, and won twenty-seven among the new disciples, squeezing into the top ten percent.

......

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Shi Mu carried a steel knife and rushed to the round square where Xiaobi was located.

To his slight surprise, Bai Shi and Lan Feng had already arrived, and at this moment, they were surrounded by two circles of people, standing clearly on both sides of the huge black stone monument showing the ranking.

At this time, Bai Shi was discussing something with Xiao Ming and the others beside him.

After joining the Lingzun Society, the new disciples have a lot of prestige, and they even entered the top ten in the small competition on the first day, which can be described as famous.

"Brother Shi, you're here! You really didn't make a noise yesterday, and you were a blockbuster!" As soon as Bai Shi saw Shi Mu, he greeted him with a big laugh, and Huo Mao and Xiao Ming beside him also smiled at Shi Mu.

"Brother Bai has an overreputation, it's just a bit of brute strength in the bottom, but it's far inferior to Brother Bai!" Shi Mu waved his hand and chuckled.

At this moment, Huo Mao, who was dressed in a strong suit, walked towards several people.

"Senior Brother Huo, are you also participating in the competition today?" Shi Mu and the others immediately looked at Huo Mao, and Bai Shi couldn't help but ask when he saw that the other party had already held the wide-backed double-edged axe on his back in his hand.

"That's right, if you want to challenge me, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings!" Huo Mao raised the big axe in his hand and grinned at Shi Mu and the others.

The three of them looked at each other.

In the end, Shiraishi laughed, and took the initiative to talk about yesterday's competition.

Yesterday's top five people performed very eye-catching, except for that Lan Feng, most of them were newcomers who entered the sect before Shi Mu and their arrival, and their qualifications were slightly older than them.

While laughing, the flow of people in the square gradually increased, as if it was more than double that on the first day, and the reason for this was naturally that all the C-level disciples in the sect had all arrived by now.

After yesterday's fierce competition, there are only more than 200 new disciples present at this moment, and among them, those who hope to challenge the old disciples are actually the new disciples who ranked within the top 30 yesterday.

After all, the old disciples have practiced at least one more year than the new disciples, and if these new disciples don't even enter the top 30, and they still try to challenge the old disciples, it will be a clear humiliation, but there are always a few people who don't believe in evil and want to try it.

According to Huo Mao, according to the results of the small ratio in previous years, even if the new disciples are in the top ten, they will lose more and win less when they challenge the old disciples.

Anyway, on the second day, it was said that the new disciples could challenge the old disciples, but in fact, at the end of the day, there were not many competitions, which were far less intense than the first and third days.

In a short time, the sun rises three poles.

With a few crisp gongs, the originally crowded square became bustling again after a few quiet breaths, and Xiaobi on the second day officially kicked off.