The woman in the pink skirt was extremely fast, shuttling in the ring like a swallow, leaving only a vague pink shadow, and Lan Feng's proud figure was nothing compared to the other party.

Seeing that Lan Feng was about to lose within two or three moves, there was a sudden clanging sound in the ring, and the face of the woman in the pink skirt changed, and her figure suddenly slowed down a little.

Shi Mu and Bai Shi glanced at each other, knowing that Lan Feng had used her bloodline attack again.

But the next moment, the woman in the pink skirt snorted coldly, and with a wave of one hand, an extra crimson talisman appeared out of thin air, and in a flash, it turned into a layer of red light that wrapped her whole body, and then her figure was blurred, and it turned into a faint red shadow that flashed past Lan Feng.

"Poof".

Lan Feng's woman fell to the ground in response, and she didn't know what to do.

Seeing this, Shi Mu couldn't help but shake his head, his eyes flickering.

The gap between these new disciples and old disciples who have been cultivating the acquired exercises for several months is so big that he also has a new understanding of the strength of the entire Black Demon Sect and even the seven major sects of the Three Kingdoms.

In addition, on the second day of this small comparison, it is obvious that the sect wants to use the hands of the old disciples to frustrate the new disciples' spirit, so that the new disciples know that although the sect encourages fighting, it relies on strength rather than bravery.

These old disciples at the bottom of the rankings don't seem to be the same as they were in the early days of the day after tomorrow, but their strength is vastly different from those newcomers like them.

Even if he won two or three games by luck with his Dacheng galloping sword technique and divine power, he wouldn't be able to improve his ranking much at all.

Shi Mu thought about it like this, and soon made a decision in his heart.

During this period, three more new disciples challenged, and although all three were eventually defeated by the old disciples, one of them was close to a tie with the other party, and in the end, it was only the true qi that was not as deep as the other party, so he was defeated.

In this way, the newcomers who were originally ugly were refreshed, so that the next challenges began to become more frequent. At most, there are four rings with challenges happening at the same time.

At this time, Xiao Ming couldn't help but say hello to Shi Mu Baishi, and walked towards an empty ring.

I saw him run two steps quickly, his toes were a little on the edge of the ring, and the whole person rose to the sky, flew and landed in the ring, and then prepared to report the name of a certain old disciple who was ranked in 1,300.

When a bloated fat man appeared in the ring, Shi Mu's eyes flashed slightly.

"Brother Bai, Brother Xiao is now an official warlock apprentice in the sect, right?" Shi Mu suddenly asked Bai Shi.

"That's right, he tested the third-degree fire elemental sensing ability in the Spirit Law Temple. Shiraishi replied without thinking.

Sure enough, Shi Mu nodded when he heard this.

Xiao Ming's opponent looked a little sluggish, and he was practicing exercises that focused on physical dexterity, and he was still a warlock, so he should be able to restrain the opponent.

In the ring, Xiao Ming looked at the bloated fat man in front of him, and he had already thought of countermeasures in his heart, which was similar to what Shi Mu had guessed.

Of course, this information was revealed to him by Jin Huan in advance.

After the two informed each other's names, Xiao Ming stared at each other's every move while quickly reciting the incantation, and the surging mana in his body immediately operated in some mysterious form, and a scorching fluctuation in the air in front of him rippled like water ripples.

"Warlock!"

I don't know who in the audience shouted, and then it caused an exclamation.

The bloated fat man's face also changed slightly, and then a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and his feet stomped on the ground.

"Boom", the ring was shocked!

His whole person rebounded from the momentum, and pounced towards Xiao Ming like a meteor, and at the same time, his fists clenched forward with both hands, and the earthy yellow light flashed, and the two extremely thick fist winds were like boulders rolling down from a mountain, with a fierce momentum, from both sides.

The fist wind has not yet arrived, and Xiao Ming's clothes have already fluttered.

Xiao Ming's feet were staggered and blurred for a while, and he wanted to use a free step to avoid the opponent's attack, but the next moment, his face changed greatly.

He suddenly found that the faint true qi in his body had become jerky under the opponent's fierce fist wind, and his usually smooth footwork immediately became full of flaws.

In a hurry, Xiao Ming gritted his teeth, and with a little index finger of his right hand, a fireball the size of a human head suddenly flashed out in front of him, shooting towards the other party, and the speed was three points faster than when Shi Mu first saw it.

The bloated fat man was in mid-air, seeing that there was no way to avoid it, a pair of fists wrapped in yellow light blurred, and suddenly turned into a dense fist shadow and slammed towards the fireball.

Bang!

The fireball exploded in mid-air, the flames were shining, and the strong wave of qi made the bloated fat man stunned, but then he jumped up again and rushed towards Xiao Ming.

The distance between the two was already very close, Xiao Ming had no choice but to stop the spell in his mouth, his feet were staggered, and he urged the free step with all his might, and the whole person floated backwards like a fallen leaf.

The bloated fat man naturally wouldn't give up, and chased Xiao Ming all over the audience like a shadow.

Xiao Ming knew that he was by no means the opponent's opponent, and he couldn't find the slightest opportunity to cast a spell, and after being chased for half a pillar of incense, he finally jumped out of the ring and had no choice but to admit defeat!

Shi Mu sighed lightly when he saw this, turned around directly without any hesitation, and left the square silently.

......

One day a few days later.

In a certain stone house, Shi Mu was putting on a posture with his heart facing the sky, practicing the Prajna Heavenly Phenomena Technique.

"May I ask if Pastor Shi is here? After a rhythmic knock on the door, an unfamiliar young male voice was heard.

When Shi Mu heard this, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

After he answered, he turned over and got out of bed to open the door of the house, only to see a young handyman disciple dressed in black clothes, waiting at the door with a respectful face, still holding a package in his hand.

"I'm Shi Mu, just give me something!" Shi Mu said.

The miscellaneous disciples had long known Shi Mu's residence, so they glanced at him and didn't ask much, and directly handed him the package respectfully, and then bowed and turned to leave.

When Shi Mu opened the package in the room, two white vials and 50,000 silver tickets were impressively visible.

He was overjoyed in his heart, opened a bottle casually and sniffed it, and sure enough, it was the Blood Gang Pill.

But what excites him the most is the 50,000 silver tickets, the pills around him have been used up recently, and there is not much silver left, and the 50,000 taels of silver tickets are just used to buy a batch of Quenching Bone Pill and Blood Gang Pill.

Thinking of this, Shi Mu put the Blood Gang Pill and the silver ticket close to him, and immediately set off to go to the store, and after buying a large number of pills, he happily returned to his residence.

It seems that he basically doesn't have to go out anytime soon.