Shi Mu's eyes flashed, his body leaned forward, and he almost wanted to fly after him.

At this moment, the figure in front of Duan Qianli flashed, and the figure of the gray-robed old man appeared ghostly and stood in front of him.

"The winner is already decided, and there is no need to do it again. The gray-robed old man looked at Shi Mu and said slowly.

Shi Mu smiled slightly, his arm shook the chain, and the meteor hammer flew back upside down, and was held in his hand.

The gray-robed old man took a deep look at the "Meteor Hammer" in Shi Mu's hand, the corners of his eyes twitched, and then he immediately squatted down, took out a green talisman, and stuck it on Duan Qianli's chest.

A layer of green light suddenly emanated, covering the wound on his chest, and the painful look on Duan Qianli's face slowly subsided, and he tilted his head and fell into a coma.

The gray-robed old man waved his hand, and a white light flew in and hit a stone pillar near the ring.

The white enchantment around the ring flashed and dissipated.

"Winner, Shi Mu!" the gray-robed old man announced in a loud voice.

At this time, under the ring, there was silence, and everyone was stunned, until they heard the announcement, then they reacted, and then let out an earth-shattering exclamation.

Under the black stone stele, Mo Ning's face was ugly, and he was faintly embarrassed.

He had just made a prediction that Duan Qianli would win, but he never expected that person would be defeated by Shi Mu with just one move, and he would undoubtedly slap him in the face.

Bai Shuixiu glanced at Mo Ning, with a slight irony in his eyes.

Qian Xiong frowned, looking at the meteor hammer in Shi Mu's hand, there was no trace of contempt in his eyes.

Duan Qianli, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was quickly carried down by several miscellaneous disciples, yesterday he also defeated a strong enemy with amazing strength, standing proudly in the ring, enjoying the glory of all eyes, and full of spirit, I am afraid he would not have thought that he would leave the ring in this way the next day.

Everyone near the ring glanced at the unconscious Duan Qianli with some pity, and then their eyes focused on Shi Mu.

On the high platform near the ring, the head of the Black Demon Sect and other high-level officials also looked shocked.

Jin Xiaochai looked at Shi Mu, his eyes flashing. I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Silence! The B-level disciple ranking tournament is all over. The top ten disciples of the second rank all stepped forward, and then they began to challenge the ten first-grade disciples!" the gray-robed old man stood on the ring and spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden silence near the originally noisy ring.

Under the watchful eyes of all the disciples. The remaining nine B-level top ten disciples walked out of the crowd.

Shi Mu also stepped out of the ring at this moment and stood on the far left side of the nine.

"Senior Brother Shi, congratulations on winning the first place in the second grade!"

"Senior brother is really amazing!"

The nine people either nodded their heads or showed flattering expressions, and they all showed favor to Shi Mu.

Shi Mu was not so arrogant. He nodded to the nine and did not speak.

Immediately, his face turned grim, and his eyes looked at the ten Grade A True Transmission disciples not far away.

Scanning back and forth over the ten people, his eyes finally fell on Moning.

Mo Ning immediately felt Shi Mu's gaze and looked at it too.

The eyes of the two collided, the air fluctuated violently, Mo Ning's eyes tingled slightly, his heart was shocked, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but tremble.

Shi Mu on the opposite side did not move at all. The corners of his mouth are faintly arced.

Mo Ning was furious in his heart, his eyes narrowed, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"According to the regulations, each B-level disciple only has one chance to challenge. In the process of fighting, life and death do not matter, but one side falls to the ground and can no longer fight, or opens his mouth to admit defeat, the other party must not rush to kill. The gray-robed old man looked flat and spoke.

"Yes. ”

Shi Mu and the others and the ten first-grade disciples agreed in unison.

"Alright, the challenge will begin immediately!" the gray-robed old man nodded. Lang Sheng announced.

The ordinary disciples near the ring buzzed again, their faces excited, guessing who would be the first to challenge.

Every year, the rankings between the last first-grade disciples are unlikely to change. Sometimes no one even asks for a challenge, and if it's exciting, it's definitely the top 10 in the B class in this link to challenge the top 10 in the first class.

Although the success rate of the challenge is not high, every battle is exciting and will feast everyone's eyes.

After all, this is a competition between the best of the acquired martial artists, for the future cultivation of these acquired disciples. There will be unspeakable benefits.

As soon as the gray-robed old man's words fell, among the ten disciples of the second grade, a young man with a thin body and messy hair walked out, and a dark red spear in his hand had runes faintly circulating on the surface, as if it was a magic weapon of no low grade.

"In Xia Meihu, I want to challenge Senior Brother Qiao Zhiqiao, who is ranked ninth. The promiscuous young man spoke.

Shi Mu's gaze swept slightly, this young man with messy hair ranked fifth among the second-level disciples, his breath was calm, and he was not far from the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, and at the same time, his eyes were a little dark red, as if he was carrying some kind of bloodline.

Qiao Zhi, whom he challenged, was a short and sturdy man, with long arms, hanging down at his side and almost touching his knees, and his palms were surprisingly large, like a fan, obviously practicing some kind of boxing technique.

Shi Mu's gaze turned on Qiao Zhi, a smile appeared on his face, and he closed his eyes.

Qiao Zhi heard that someone challenged, and he didn't talk nonsense, his body shook, and the yellow shadow jumped into the ring in a flash, turned to look at the messy young man, and the corners of his mouth faintly showed a sinister smile.

The young man with chaotic hair saw that Qiao Zhi's body method was so fast, and his face suddenly sank.

The reason why he challenged Qiao Zhi was because he saw his short stature and wanted to win by speed, but now it seems that he has miscalculated.

But when it came to the end, he couldn't back down, and jumped into the ring with a gritted tooth.

"Let's go!"

The gray-robed old man let out a shout and opened the forbidden enchantment around the ring.

The young man with the messy hair stomped his feet in the ring, and his body flew out like an arrow from the string, and the dark red spear in his hand was extremely swift and clicked several times.

The cold light flashed, the runes on the body of the spear lit up, and the head of the spear suddenly conjured into several dark red spear flowers, head-on towards Qiao Zhi.

A sneer appeared on Qiao Zhi's face, and he let out a low snort, a crackling sound sounded in his body, his body suddenly grew a foot taller, his arms also changed, cyan lines appeared, and his palms almost doubled.

At the same time, at some point, a black fist appeared in each of his hands, emitting a faint metallic light.

With a "whew", Qiao Zhi punched out directly. A huge fist wind was raised, and the air in the entire ring was moved.

With a loud sound of gold and iron clashing, the dark red spear flower shattered instantly, and the chaotic young man's body kicked back a few steps. His face flushed.

Qiao Zhi was unforgiving, his body turned into a yellow shadow, and he pounced.

Both hands bombarded out at the same time, and two waves of powerful power surged out.

The face of the young man with random hair changed greatly, and his hands folded with his gun. The dark red spear instantly turned into two short spears.

With a loud shout, the two rods turned into two dark red dragons and danced wildly around their bodies.

Bang bang bang twice!

I don't know how Qiao Zhi moved, the body of the young man with random hair flew out upside down again, and the two dark red swimming dragons instantly collapsed, and the two short spears were also shocked and flew out.

His jaw cracked, his body slammed into the barrier, and he tumbled to the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"I ...... I throw in the towel!"

The young man with chaotic hair looked at Qiao Zhi, who was rushing towards him, with a look of fear on his face. Before he could get up, he hurriedly shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue-black fist was only half a foot from his head, and it suddenly stopped.

Qiao Zhi sneered and withdrew his fist.

The cheers from the audience were thunderous!

After a flash of the forbidden enchantment near the ring, it dissipated, and the young man with random hair was full of shame, picked up two short guns, and jumped out of the ring.

Qiao Zhi also turned over and jumped out of the ring, walked back to the place and stood still, his gaze swept over the face of a first-class disciple with some disdain.

Seeing Qiao Zhi win so cleanly. The difference in strength between the two was obvious, and the faces of the top ten disciples of the second rank all changed, and they looked at each other a few times, and no one continued to challenge for a while.

A moment later. A white-robed young man with a sword on his back walked out slowly.

"In Xia Yuezheng, I want to challenge Senior Sister Xu Ling, who is ranked tenth in the first grade. The white-robed young man's eyes flashed and he spoke.

Everyone under the ring whispered, this Yue Zheng was the person who was only ranked below Shi Mu in the second ranking, but he was very conservative in challenging the tenth person in the first grade.

The first-grade disciple finally walked out of a woman in red with a cold expression. There was also a fiery red sword hanging from his waist.

"If you want to challenge me, you have a lot of courage. ”

The two stood in the ring, and the woman in red said coldly, and suddenly exuded a powerful aura from her body, full of fiery heat, and pressed towards the white-robed youth.

The white-robed young man's face changed slightly, then he took a deep breath, his expression calmed down, he turned his hand and pulled out the snow-white long sword on his back, and a cold chill spread out, confronting the fiery aura on the opposite side.

The woman in red raised her eyebrows, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

The two of them shouted at the same time, and their bodies **** out at the same time.

Both of them were quite fast, using long swords, and sword shadows emerged one after another, attacking each other.

Bang bang bang!

A series of swords clashed and sparks flickered.

Both of them exerted their body skills to the maximum, and the gradually diffused sword shadows flooded the bodies of the two, and the audience could only see a white shadow and a red shadow rolling around the field quickly, and a debut sword shadow appeared around them, and from time to time they exchanged blows and burst out of sparks, and at the same time made a dense sound of gold and iron colliding like raindrops.

At this moment, a cold snort came out.

The red shadow suddenly shone brightly, looking like a grand flame, and three thick sword shadows **** out of the flames, slashing on the white shadow continuously.

The white figure was immediately split out like a ball, and with a miserable scream, the white shadow instantly dissipated, revealing the figure of the white-robed youth.

A huge wound on his shoulder, dripping with blood, faintly visible white bones inside, and the right hand holding the sword hung limply down to his side, his face was extremely ugly.

The red shadow on the opposite side also dissipated, revealing the woman in red, her face slightly pale.

"If you still want to fight, I can accompany you. The woman in red sneered, and the red sword in her hand lit up with a flame-like red light.

"No need, Senior Sister is so powerful that she has cultivated the Flame Splitting Sword Technique to the Great Perfection Realm, and she will admit defeat in the next place!"

The second rank lost two people in a row, and one of them was still the second ranked person, and then all the second rank disciples fell silent.

Nearly a stick of incense time passed, and no one stepped forward to challenge.

"According to the regulations of Dabi, if no one comes forward to challenge, then all the B-level disciples will give up and go directly to the next competition. Just when everyone in the audience was a little impatient, the gray-robed old man spoke, and his eyes glanced at Shi Mu, who seemed to be closing his eyes and recuperating, intentionally or unintentionally.

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