In the ring, Mo Ning glanced at the meteorite black knife not far from him, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

If it weren't for the gray-robed old man who was the referee, his arm would have been completely explained here.

In fact, if Shi Mu really wanted to kill him, the blade would not only be aimed at his left shoulder.

He glanced at Shi Mu with some resentment, struggled to get up, put the water blue long sword into the scabbard, turned over and jumped out of the ring, and walked into the distance.

Shi Mu tied the meteor hammer around his waist, picked up the meteorite black knife from the ground, nodded to the gray-robed old man, walked out of the ring, walked under the black stone tablet by himself, stood in Mo Ning's original position, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Qian Xiong, Bai Shuixiu and the others turned their heads to look at Shi Mu, with different expressions.

"The competition continues, who else wants to challenge a first-grade disciple?" the gray-robed old man asked loudly after he calmed down.

The other disciples in the top ten of the second grade glanced at each other.

Shi Mu's victory over Mo Ning in one fell swoop gave them great confidence, and even two of them stood up and challenged the first-grade disciples under the stone tablet.

With Shi Mu's experience, these first-grade disciples put away their original arrogant and disdainful expressions, and their faces became a lot more solemn.

Soon, the two of them ended in a fiasco, and were carried out of the ring unconscious, one of them because he challenged the third-ranked spirit level warlock Bai Shuixiu, and the bones of his whole body were almost completely shattered under the attack of the opponent's hail technique, I am afraid that even if the injury recovers, the cultivation will plummet.

In this way, the confidence that the other second-rank disciples had just provoked was instantly shattered, and no one dared to challenge it anymore.

Seeing this, the gray-robed old man didn't say much, and directly announced the end of the challenge.

The next time is for the first-level disciples to challenge each other and rank each other, according to previous years, there will not be much change in this link, even if there are occasional competitions. It's also point-to-point.

After so many years, the first-level disciples have also understood each other quite well, and they will never fight to the death for the sake of a slight difference in rewards. Affects subsequent cultivation.

After all, these first-grade disciples have already enjoyed the best resources of the sect, and their only goal is to attack the innate or star-rank warlocks, and from then on they will become the top of the sect.

However, this time, due to Shi Mu's birth, the first-place reward of the sect is quite precious. It's not impossible that there will be any variables in this final ranking match.

After the people near the ring exchanged their heads, they became a little excited again, and most of the eyes of the audience were focused on the black stone tablet, and most of them naturally fell on Shi Mu.

It's just that, contrary to everyone's expectations, it may be because Shi Mu's strength in the two competitions was too strong and domineering, and the other first-grade disciples seemed to be a little absent-minded, and they challenged each other for two or three times, and then didn't make another move.

As for Shi Mu, who closed his eyes and recuperated his mind. No one even looked at it, almost forgetting it.

After half an hour, Dabi finally came to an end.

Shi Mu and the other ten people stood on top of the ring in turn, facing the many disciples in the audience.

The head of the Black Demon Sect also stood in the ring at this time, looked at the ten people, a smile flashed across the corners of his mouth, turned to face everyone in the audience, and announced:

"This ** ratio has all ended here, and the ten people in front of you are the first-class disciples of this year. In the coming year, you will enjoy the support of the best cultivation resources of the sect! At the same time, I also hope that everyone present will encourage you to not forget the disciple training, work hard to cultivate, and one day you will have the opportunity to stand here!"

The head of the Black Devil Gate spoke loudly. It was exciting, and the disciples below the direct words were enthusiastic.

At this time, it was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Shi Mu and the other ten first-grade disciples, like a layer of light golden clothes, making the images of several people even more solemn and tall.

The thousands of disciples present looked at the ten people on the stage, their eyes full of envy. Many people clenched their fists even more.

The head of the Black Demon Sect slowly swept his gaze over the crowd of people in the audience, and his face showed a look of satisfaction, the power of example is sometimes far more inspiring than a thousand words.

The head of the Black Demon Gate withdrew his gaze and waved his hand to the side.

Immediately, several black-clothed disciples held a tray with a red cloth on it and stepped into the ring.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was refreshed again.

According to the usual practice, the top 10 of the big competition have rich rewards, this time the big competition is more special, as early as before the game has a lot of news, the first place will have a major treasure reward, everyone has been looking forward to this for a long time.

Shi Mu also showed a curious look on his face, part of the reason why he behaved so flamboyantly this time was also because of this secret treasure.

The head of the Black Demon Sect walked in front of Shi Mu and beckoned, and a black-clothed disciple immediately walked over and raised the tray in his hand slightly.

With a wave of his hand, the head of the Black Devil Gate lifted the red cloth on the tray, revealing a white ring.

Shi Mu's eyes lit up, and his breathing was slightly short.

The white ring is made of ordinary white jade, the appearance is simple, at first glance it looks quite ordinary, but if you look at it twice, you will find that this thing is extraordinary, and there is a faint layer of crystal white light circulating on the surface.

"This ...... Could it be a storage ring......" On the high platform on the side, an innate elder saw the white ring, and a look of excitement appeared on his face, and he muttered.

The other elders didn't seem to know what the reward was beforehand, and they were all shocked at the moment, and many of them showed envy.

Due to the special materials required for storage rings, and it is extremely difficult to refine, the number is very small, and it is difficult to get one if it is generally innate, and the elders of the entire Black Demon Gate have a storage ring, and it is not more than five fingers.

Under the ring, many people had already guessed what the ring was, and the rest of the unknown people immediately understood it after some word of mouth, and there was an uproar.

"This ring is called the Dust Ring, and it is a storage artifact refined by the great elder of this sect himself, and you should make good use of it in the future. The head of the Black Demon Sect handed the ring to Shi Mu and said with a somewhat solemn expression.

It seemed to be intentional, the voice of the head of the Black Demon Sect was not loud, but it was infused with true qi, and it spread out over the square very clearly, making all the disciples on and off the stage, including the elders in the stands not far away, have a dry mouth.

"Yes. ”

Shi Mu agreed, took it with both hands, and put it on the middle finger of his right hand, which was just the right size.

His heart moved, and the true qi in his body poured into the ring. But there was no reaction.

"Storage rings are different from ordinary artifacts in that they require blood as a medium to use. The head of the Black Demon Sect reminded him in a whisper in a voice that only Shi Mu could hear.

Shi Mu was stunned when he heard this, he had never heard of this statement. He immediately slashed his finger, and a drop of blood melted into the ring, seeping into it quickly.

He raised an eyebrow, and the ring absorbed his essence and blood, and immediately had a flesh-and-blood connection with him.

His spiritual power sensed it immediately. A cube appears in the middle of the ring, not very large, about the size of a normal room.

Shi Mu was overjoyed, but then his face moved, and something had already been placed in the space of the ring.

It was a small pile of Black Flame Orders, and his spiritual power swept away, and there were a hundred of them.

"Those 100 Black Flame Orders are also the first reward in this big competition. The head of the Black Demon Sect obviously knew about this for a long time, and said with a slight smile.

"Thank you for your generous gift. Shi Mu said gratefully.

The head of the Black Devil Gate waved his hand and continued to award rewards to others,

These prizes are all spirit stones. Rare pills, as well as valuable things such as the Black Flame Order, everyone in the audience was envious, and they only hated that they were not on the stage.

After the reward was awarded, the head of the Black Devil Sect said a few words of reluctance, then announced that the big competition was over, and quickly walked out of the ring.

The other elders also left one after another, and in the stands, Jin Xiaochai glanced at Shi Mu deeply. Then he also turned and floated away.

......

Shi Mu slowly walked down from the ring, and all the disciples under the ring had a look of envy and awe, and consciously let go of a passage.

Shi Mu walked not far away, and four figures walked out of the crowd. The person in the front is Bai Shi, and in the back are Xiao Ming, Lan Feng and Huo Mao.

"Brother Shi Mu, congratulations on your promotion to Senior Brother of the Black Demon Sect!" Bai Shi stepped forward and saluted with a fist and smiled.

"Congratulations, senior brother!" Xiao Ming and the others also stepped forward to clasp their fists and salute, and said respectfully.

"You don't have to be polite, we have known each other for a long time. In the future, you can still call me Shi Mu as before. Shi Mu waved his hand and smiled.

After a few more words, he got up and walked towards the passage.

Bai Shi and the others unanimously let Shi Mu go first, and then followed behind, most of the disciples in the square looked at them, with curiosity, jealousy, envy, and awe in their eyes......

Shi Mu walked calmly through the passage of people, and was about to walk out of the passage, when he suddenly found a familiar figure in the crowd out of the corner of his eye.

He stopped in vain and turned his head to look over.

Seeing this, Shiraishi and the others behind him stopped one after another and followed his gaze.

This person is tall and thin, dressed in the clothes of a B-level disciple, and his cultivation has also reached the appearance of the late stage after tomorrow, he lowered his head and mixed in the crowd, seeing that Shi Mu found him, he simply stood up straight and looked at Shi Mu calmly.

It was Zuo Yan, a second-grade disciple who had wanted to snatch the Shimu Meteor Iron Black Knife back then!

Shi Mu's heart moved, and he strode towards Zuo Yan, and stood less than ten steps away from him.

The disciples around Zuo Yan realized that the situation was not right, and immediately dispersed in a hurry, but they didn't go far, and stopped not far away.

Even many disciples who had been bullied by Zuo Yan or had heard of Zuo Yan's notoriety gloated and exchanged their heads with the people around them.

Zuo Yan stood alone in the same place, feeling Shi Mu's powerful aura locking onto him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, mixed with a little surprise.

"Don't you like this knife, it's yours to catch it!"

Shi Mu said, casually throwing the meteorite black knife with the scabbard towards the other party

Zuo Yan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stretched out his hands and caught the meteorite black knife.

With the next breath, a terrifying force far beyond his imagination came from the knife, causing his chest to suffolate, and his whole body was churning with qi and blood, and at the same time, his hands were knocked back upside down.

"Pedaling"

Zuo Yan couldn't help but take five or six steps back, and finally sat down on the ground, and then stopped.

The disciples who watched the excitement around couldn't help laughing, and some even shouted loudly. (To be continued.) )