After Shi Mu asked Huo Mao a few more precautions about Xiaobi, he said goodbye to him and turned around and walked in the direction of the ring.

Huo Mao saw Shi Mu leave, sighed lightly, and turned to walk away.

As time went on, the competition between the ten rings in the square became more and more intense.

Although new beginners have a one-year free period, they don't need to participate in the big and small competitions, but most of the new disciples choose to participate, after all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and their strength has improved a lot after entry, so they naturally want to try their skills.

Shi Mu did not rush to the stage, but walked around several rings and watched a few competitions.

Of the three or four hundred disciples who had just started to get started, a few of them were familiar with him, and he didn't know the others at all.

On the fifth ring, a tall and strong boy is fighting a green-haired boy, both of whom are early martial artists with long swords.

The tall boy's swordsmanship opened and closed, and the true qi poured into the sword, and the sword qi that was stirred up seemed to be sharp and tangible, and a chill could be felt a few zhang away.

It's just that the other green-haired boy doesn't seem to be affected at all, his body rises and falls in the sword wind, like catkins in the wind, dodging all the opponent's sharp sword moves.

The long sword in the green-haired boy's hand occasionally counterattacked, and the swordsmanship was also quite strange, it was a simple straight stab, but the speed was extremely fast, like a black iron wire, but each sword was extremely ruthless, making the tall boy scramble for a while.

After a little time, the situation on both sides gradually changed.

The green-haired boy's body is still leisurely, but the tall boy seems to have delayed his sword technique a lot due to the excessive loss of true qi, and his breathing is heavy and his breath is disordered.

Suddenly, the green-haired boy's eyes flashed, and after waving his hand to block a sword, his body leaned forward and shot out, like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the empty place under the tall boy, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight out.

A faint golden glow appeared on the long sword, and then it suddenly exploded, and dozens of golden sword shadows bloomed in an instant.

"Bang" with a loud bang!

Even though the tall boy swung his sword back to defend in a hurry, it was too late, and his body flew directly under a huge force, flew out of the ring upside down, and fell heavily to the ground.

The tall boy struggled a few times, but failed to stand up, blood surged out of his body, and he didn't know how many swords he had hit, although he didn't worry about his life, but he was also seriously injured, and he was afraid that he would not be able to recover if he didn't lie in bed for ten days and half a month.

Several black-clad miscellaneous disciples immediately rushed out of the audience and lifted the tall boy down, and the B-level disciples in the ring announced the victory of the green-haired boy with an expressionless face.

The onlookers near the ring were in an uproar, discussing the green-haired boy's swordsmanship routines.

Shi Mu stood silently in the crowd, watching the green-haired young man slowly walk out of the ring, the light in his eyes flashed a few times, and he quietly turned around and walked away.

......

On the seventh ring, two teenagers, a man and a woman, were fighting with their bare hands.

The young man seemed to have cultivated some kind of special martial art, and his hands were wrapped in a layer of white light at the moment, and from a distance, it looked as if it was made of jade.

He put his hands together into a palm knife, flew up and down, and attacked the girl like a storm.

The girl did not wear the clothes of the disciples of the Black Demon Sect, she was dressed in a tight-fitting green shirt, and her figure looked slightly delicate, but she used an extremely strong eagle claw martial art, with five fingers like hooks, and the boy was hard to match.

Suddenly, a series of "bang" muffled sounds came out of the field!

The two attacked each other, and the fight was extremely fierce.

After a collision, the two staggered back at the same time.

The young man's eyes flashed, his feet were wrong, he kicked the ground fiercely, his body suddenly stopped, and the next moment his whole person bounced up like a projectile, and two white jade-like palms clenched into a fist in front of him, like a shining white jade giant hammer, hammered down towards the girl in green shirt.

In the process of falling, the young man's cuffs burst directly without being able to bear the force, revealing a pair of muscular arms.

Feeling the heavy palm wind of the young man, the girl in the green shirt narrowed her eyes slightly, and let out a low cry, and the hands that were curled into claws faintly emitted a trace of red light, condensing into ten red spikes.

The girl in the green shirt danced with both hands, bringing a sneering sound of breaking the air, and her hands were like dragons coming out of a hole, bringing the remnants of the road to meet the fallen boy.

The two figures were twisted together again, but they were separated by a touch!

The young man's face turned pale and retreated, five blood holes appeared on his left and right shoulders, and his arms hung down weakly, obviously unable to exert force.

The girl in the green shirt was also a little pale, but Zhou's body was unharmed.

The winner is already very clear.

Seeing this, Shi Mu moved the corners of his eyes, and couldn't help but glance at the girl in green shirt a few more times, and couldn't help but secretly wonder how to deal with this girl if he faced it.

......

In the No. 1 ring, two figures fought fiercely as if they were in full swing, one of them was holding a long sword, and the other was bare-handed.

Both of them were extremely fast, and the palm wind sword qi under the blessing of true qi was as powerful as substance, and the two of them were centered on a burst aura of several zhang in size.

Everyone in the audience couldn't take their eyes off it and was amazed.

Shi Mu mixed in the crowd, looked at it for a while, shook his head suddenly, turned around and walked away.

The two on the stage seem to be fighting fiercely at the moment, but both of them are too fancy, blindly pursuing speed, resulting in insufficient attack power, otherwise they won't fight for a long time and won't be able to tell the winner.

After a few competitions, Shi Mu had a general impression of the strength of the other new disciples, and from the conversations of the people near the ring, he also noted down some strong new disciples.

As for Bai Shi, Xiao Ming, Lan Feng and several others who Shi Mu is familiar with have also emerged, winning several games in a row, and their reputation has gradually spread.

Especially Baishi, Shi Mu had just watched one of his competitions, and with just a few moves, he directly knocked the opponent unconscious, and it seemed that after joining the Zun Ling Pavilion, his strength had improved a lot.

Shi Mu took a deep breath, and with a turn of his gaze, he looked at a nearby ring.

In that ring, the last competition had just ended, and the second-level disciple referee was arranging the next competition.

Shi Mu's eyes flickered a few times, and he walked over.

......

The ranking of the new disciples on the black stele in the square flickered with the fierce competition in the ten rings, this stele was obviously not an ordinary thing, and the names of the people on it automatically rose and fell from time to time, which was quite magical.

Xiaobi has already started to be small for a long time, and some people have begun to stand out.

Bai Shi, Ouyang Ming, Lan Feng...... Many names have gradually climbed to the top of the rookie disciple rankings.

Near the stone monument, some of the older Black Demon Sect disciples were gathering here, talking to each other.

These people are all C-level old disciples, although today is a competition for new disciples, but there are also many old disciples who have come to the square, after all, tomorrow is the day when new disciples challenge them.

"Among the new beginner disciples this time, there are also a few people with good strength, the one above is called Baishi, who cultivates the fire attribute technique of this sect to Yang Gong, I have just watched him in a few competitions, and there is already a lot of fire. A black-robed young man with a gloomy face looked at the stele and said so.