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Shi Mu and Bai Shi walked and chatted, and soon came to the valley between No. 8 and No. 7 peaks.

Compared with the valley between the peaks of No. 11 and 12, this place is much larger. There are colorful flowers and plants everywhere, just like a huge garden. In the center is an extremely large square square with an area of ​​​​One hundred and ten acres, ten large arenas are lined up on the square.

At this moment, the square is crowded with people, and countless disciples of the Black Demon Sect wearing black clothes have gathered. Shi Mu took a rough look, and there are at least two thousand people, which is more than double the number when he participated in the competition last time. .

It seems that the Black Demon Sect has not lost many disciples these years.

As Shi Mu thought about it, he glanced away, only to find that half of the arenas were empty, only the five rings in the middle, where pairs of figures were fighting fiercely.

The surrounding onlookers burst into cheers and exclamations from time to time, and the atmosphere in the whole square was extremely warm for a while.

The five arenas were full of people, Shi Mu and Bai Shi could only stop a dozen feet away, and they were not talking, they were watching the competition from a distance.

Shi Mu's eyesight is excellent, everything seems to be happening in front of his eyes at a distance of more than ten feet.

On the ring No. 3 on the far left, a young man in white and a big man in black have fought together. Both of them are late-stage warriors.

?The young man in white held a long sword with flashing silver light. His sword strokes were as dense as rain, and the silver sword light followed a strange arc, wandering around the big man in black, constantly trying to take advantage of the gap.

Under the attack of true energy, every sword light made a piercing sound, which seemed to have infinite stamina.

The big man in black held a long black whip about Zhang Xu long, and the whip was full of shadows as he danced, like a spirit snake, weaving a large black whip web in front of him, firmly blocking the sword moves of the young man in white, without giving way.

The muffled sound of bang bang continued.

At the touch of the black whip shadow and the silver sword light, they exploded almost at the same time, turning into invisible air waves and spreading in all directions, making one feel like a wind is blowing against one's face a few feet away.

Brother Shi. The big man in black is called Wu Chao. It is said that six years ago, he was only in the mid-acquired cultivation level, and the young man in white, named Tao Yan, was an unknown C-level disciple at the time. But now they are all Among the top ten second-level disciples, I am famous among the more than 2,000 disciples of the Black Demon Sect. But after three years, I will definitely not lose to them. Baishi pointed to the young man in white and the big man in black on the ring, and said confidently .

Brother Baishi is so ambitious, we practitioners should be like this. Shi Mu praised.

Shiraishi nodded heavily.

On the stage at the moment. The sword light of the young man in white appeared and disappeared from time to time, making it even more strange, but the shadow of the black whip always accompanied him like a shadow.

After fighting more than a dozen moves like this, the sword light of the young man in white fluttered, revealing a flaw, and a black whip shadow pierced in like a poisonous snake.

Bang a muffled sound!

The black long whip lashed at the abdomen of the young man in white. His figure was like a torn sack, flew out of the ring, hit the ground heavily, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. I couldn't move for a while.

From the crowd in the audience, two handyman disciples in black and short shirts quickly rushed out, and they carried the young man in white down skillfully.

The big man in black tied the long whip to his right arm, and Shi Shi ran off the ring. He has already entered the top five of the second-level disciples.

The onlookers near the arena burst into exclamation, discussing the black-clothed young man's skills and whip techniques.

Shi Mu curled his lips, glanced at the other rings, and suddenly lost interest.

Seeing that Bai Shi beside him was still watching with gusto, Shi Mu just stood there without moving, but began to think about other things in his mind.

After more than half an hour, everyone in the square watched the No. 5 ring with bated breath. Because there will be the first and second place among the second-level disciples.

Shi Mu sensed that the atmosphere was abnormal, and when he looked up, a young man with a scar on his face was fighting fiercely with a tall and thin young man on the ring.

The young man with the scar was holding a spear with a red light flickering faintly at the end of the spear. The tall and thin young man held a long sword with a dim light.

Shi Mu's heart moved, and he vaguely felt that this tall and thin young man with sunken cheeks and long hands and feet like bamboo poles looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

The tall and thin young man's movement was as fast as lightning, and he kept circling around the scarred young man, the long sword in his hand flickered from east to west. Like a blue lightning, it is fleeting, and the movements are swaying freely.

On the other hand, the young man with the scar on his face seemed to be opening and closing his spear. Under the surge of true energy, the fierce wind was as heavy as a mountain, protecting his whole body from water to water, so that the tall and thin youth had no gaps to take advantage of. The tall and thin young man almost suffered a few times.

The tall and thin young man was neither arrogant nor impetuous. After spending a long time like this, the scarred youth's marksmanship finally slowed down.

The tall and thin young man's eyes flashed, and when the other party's gun was withdrawn, and the move was old, he tapped his feet, shot out like an arrow from the string, and bullied the scarred young man in the blink of an eye.

With a wave of his right hand, the cyan light on the cyan long sword rose sharply, and dozens of cyan sword shadows flew out in an instant, slashing towards the gun-holding hands of the young man with the scar.

The young man with the scar flashed triumphantly. He raised his right hand, and the barrel-shaped hidden weapon in his cuff was exposed. In an instant, a canopy of silver needles shot out quickly, and at the same time, he retreated sharply.

Anger flashed in the eyes of the tall and thin young man, his mouth moved slightly, and he pinched the magic formula with his left hand, and a green shield emerged out of thin air.

After a while of jingling, the silver needle hit the shield, and was immediately blown away by small whirlwinds from the shield surface!

Wind locust shield technique is a magician of the spiritual rank! Among the spectators, someone exclaimed.

At this moment, the aura of the tall and thin young man suddenly changed, and a tyrannical aura no less than the acquired Dzogchen erupted in an instant. With a flash of his figure, he caught up with the scarred young man who was retreating, and swung his right hand With a wave, a large blue sword curtain covered the scarred youth.

There was a sound of bang!

The cyan sword curtain flashed in front of the scarred youth, and then the back of the cyan long sword slammed into his chest, causing him to fly upside down out of the ring, landed on the ground and rolled several times before stopping. A dozen wounds all over his body were bleeding profusely, and he rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

In the late day after tomorrow, Dzogchen is still a magician of the spiritual rank!

For a while, there was no sound in the ring below, and even the elder of the sect who was the referee on the ring couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

At this time, two handyman disciples in black and short shirts rushed out of the crowd. After they stopped the bleeding and wrapped up the wound of the scarred youth, they quickly lifted him down.

Who is this person? Shi Mu looked curiously at the tall and thin young man on the stage. asked Shiraishi.

Brother Shi, you don't even know about Duan Qianli, do you? Back then, he was the number one disciple of Class C. I didn't expect him to be so strong now. This time, he is among the top ten disciples of Class A. I'm afraid someone will come down. Already! Baishi said with a look of admiration in his eyes.

So it's because I'm ignorant. Shi Mu grinned, vaguely remembering that he asked Huo Mao about this person when he participated in the Zongmen competition.

The next moment, the sect elder on the stage announced loudly:

I declare. Duan Qianli wins, promoted to the number one disciple of the second class!

The voice billowed in the sky above the square, and it lasted for a long time, drowning out the cheers of the surrounding disciples.

...

In the evening, accompanied by Bai Shi and Xiao Ming, Shi Mu came to the Chuanxiang Building in Qingshi Square on the 13th peak, and went straight up to the third floor.

The second floor of this restaurant is magnificent and beautifully decorated, but the style suddenly changes on the third floor, without too many gorgeous decorations. Some are carved dragons and painted phoenixes, with a sense of simplicity and simplicity.

Look at the layout here, I'm afraid it won't be cheap tonight? Shi Mu glanced at the surrounding layout and said with a smile.

Shiraishi smiled, but did not speak.

Naturally, we have some special things to do when we get together today, so we can't be shabby. Xiao Ming said with a mysterious smile.

Before Shi Mu could ask, Xiao Ming dragged Shi Mu to a private room.

There were already two people sitting inside, Shi Mu was slightly taken aback, he knew both of them.

A blue shirt girl. With a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance, she is exactly the girl Lan Feng.

There was also a young man in a yellow shirt. He has a rough face, but it is Huo Mao.

Shi Mu and the two haven't seen each other for a few years, but their appearance has not changed much, but their true qi fluctuates, and their cultivation has obviously made great progress compared with before.

Shi Mu...

Hey, Junior Brother Shi!

Lan Feng and Huo Mao were shocked when they saw Shi Mu walk in.

You two, it's been a long time! Shi Mu smiled and greeted the two of them.

Lan Feng and Shi Mu didn't know each other very well, so they nodded and sat down.

Huo Mao and Shi Mu were quite familiar with each other in the past, and now they happily pulled Shi Mu to sit next to them, chatted with great interest, and asked about Shi Mu's experience in the past few years.

Bai Shi and Xiao Ming were at the side, greeting Lan Feng.

Shi Mu chatted with Huo Mao for a few words, and found that he sneaked into the land of the barbarians and helped the human race to negotiate the team and the barbarian alliance. It seems that it did not spread among these ordinary disciples in the Black Demon Sect.

He didn't intend to show off, but just said a few words about some things he had fought on the front line before.

Everyone, it's rare for everyone to gather here today to celebrate Brother Baishi and Junior Sister Lanfeng, who have successfully entered the top 50 second-level disciples in this competition! After a while, Xiao Ming stood up and smiled. He raised his glass and said.

So that's it! It's hard for you to hide it from me, congratulations, congratulations! Shi Mu understood at this moment, raised his wine glass with a smile, and congratulated Baishi and Lanfeng.

It's just a fluke.

Both of them seemed to be quite proud of being among the top 50 second-level disciples, and Lan Fengben showed a smile on his somewhat indifferent face.

Haha, Junior Brother Xiao, why did you miss yourself? You have entered the top 30 second-level disciples this time, and you are much more promising than me, an old disciple! Huo Mao said with a laugh.

Senior brother Huo is absurd!

After Xiao Ming bowed his hands to Huo Mao, the four of them toasted and drank together. Then he thought of something again, and said to Shi Mu with a regretful face:

Brother Shi, it's a pity that you didn't catch up to the big competition this time. Otherwise, with your strength, you will definitely be able to win a good ranking among the second-level disciples.

It's okay, you can participate tomorrow. Shi Mu said with a smile.

Now he deliberately restrained his aura a bit, so Xiao Ming and others could only feel that he was a little stronger than them in aura, but they didn't know that he had actually entered the acquired Dzogchen. (To be continued.)