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On the ring, Mourning glanced at the meteorite black knife not far away from him with lingering fear, his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

If it wasn't for the gray-robed old man who was the referee, his arm would have been fully 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 in the scabbard, turned over and jumped off the ring, and walked towards the distance.

Shi Mu tied the meteor hammer around his waist, picked up the meteoric iron black knife from the ground, nodded to the old man in gray robe, walked off the ring, and walked to the black stone tablet on his own, standing in front of Mourning position, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

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

The competition continues, who else wants to challenge the Grade A disciples? The gray-robed old man asked loudly after he collected himself.

The other top ten disciples of Class B looked at each other.

Shi Mu defeated Mourning in one fell swoop, which gave them great confidence. Even if two people stepped forward, they challenged the Grade A disciples under the stele.

With Shi Mu's lessons learned from the past, these Class A disciples put away their original aloof and disdainful expressions, and their faces became a lot more dignified.

Soon, the two ended in a disastrous defeat, and were carried off the ring unconsciously. One of them challenged Bai Shuixiu, the third-ranked spiritual warlock, and his whole body was under the attack of the opponent's hail technique. Almost completely shattered, I am afraid that even if the injury recovers, the cultivation base will plummet.

As a result, the confidence that the other second-level disciples had just aroused was instantly crushed, and no one dared to challenge them anymore.

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

for the rest of the time. It is the mutual challenge among Class A disciples, and the ranking is arranged. According to previous years, there will not be any major changes in this link, and even if there are occasional competitions, it will be done as soon as possible.

After so many years, Class A disciples have gotten to know each other quite well, and they will never fight to the death for the sake of a slight difference in rewards, which will affect the subsequent cultivation.

After all, these Class A disciples have already enjoyed the best resources of the sect, and their only goal is to attack the innate or star-rank warlocks. Since then, he has risen to the top of the Zongmen.

However, due to the sudden birth of Shi Mu this time, and the fact that the first place rewards rumored by the sect are quite precious, it is not impossible that there will be any variables in the final ranking competition.

After whispering to each other, the people around the arena became a little excited again. Most of the audience's eyes were focused on the black stone tablet, and most of them naturally fell on Shi Mu.

only. Contrary to everyone's expectations, perhaps because Shi Mu's strength in the two competitions was too strong and domineering, the other Class A disciples seemed to be a little absent-minded, challenged each other for two or three competitions, and then did not make any more moves.

As for Shi Mu, who closed his eyes and meditated, no one even took a look at it, and almost forgot about it.

After half an hour like this. Dabi is finally over.

Ten people including Shi Mu stood on the ring one by one. Facing many disciples in the audience.

The head of the Black Devil Sect also stood on the ring at this time, looking at the ten people. A smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, he turned around and faced the audience, and announced:

This round of competition is now over. The ten people in front of you are this year's first-class disciples. They will enjoy the support of the sect's best training resources in the next year! At the same time, I hope everyone present will share their encouragement. Forget the discipleship training and practice hard, and one day you will have the opportunity to stand here too!

The words of the head of the Black Devil Sect were loud and inspiring, and the disciples below who spoke directly were passionate.

At this time, it was evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Shi Mu and other ten Grade A disciples, as if they were covered with a layer of light golden clothes, making their image even more majestic and tall.

Thousands of disciples present looked at the ten people on the stage, their eyes were full of envy, and many of them clenched their fists.

The head of the Black Demon Sect slowly glanced across the crowded audience, with a look of satisfaction on his face, the power of an example is sometimes far more inspiring than thousands of words.

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

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

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

According to the usual practice, the top ten of the big competition have generous rewards. Because this big competition is more special, there has been a lot of news before the competition. The first place will be rewarded with a major secret treasure, which everyone has been looking forward to for a long time.

Shi Mu also showed a trace of curiosity on his face. Part of the reason why he was so flamboyant this time was because of this secret treasure.

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

The head of the Black Demon Sect waved off the red cloth on the tray, revealing a white ring.

Shi Mu's eyes lit up, and his breathing became short of breath.

The white ring seemed to be made of ordinary white jade. Its appearance was simple and unsophisticated. At first glance, it was quite ordinary, but if you took a closer look, you would find that it was extraordinary. There was a faint layer of crystal white light flowing on the surface.

This...could it be the storage ring... On the high platform beside him, a congenital elder muttered with excitement when he saw the white ring.

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.

Because the storage ring requires special materials and is extremely difficult to refine, the number is very small, and it is difficult to get one even with an innate existence. The elders of the entire Black Demon Sect own a storage ring, and no more than five fingers. number.

Under the arena, many people had already guessed what the ring was, and the rest of the people who didn't know it immediately understood after some word of mouth, and there was an uproar.

This ring is called Dust Miao Ring, and it is a treasure-storage artifact refined by the elders of our sect. You must make good use of it in the future. The head of the Black Demon Sect handed the ring to Shi Mu, and said solemnly.

As if it was intentional, the voice of the head of the Black Devil Sect was not loud, but he was filled with true energy, which clearly spread over the square, making the disciples on and off the stage. Including the elders in the stands not far away were thirsty for a while.

yes.

Shi Mu agreed, and took it with both hands. Put it on the middle finger of your right hand, the size is just right.

With a movement in his heart, the true energy in his body was poured into the ring, but the dusty ring did not respond at all.

The storage ring is different from an ordinary magic weapon. It needs blood as a medium to use it. The head of the Black Demon Sect reminded him in a voice that only Shi Mu could hear.

Shi Mu was startled when he heard the words, he had never heard of this saying, he immediately cut his finger, a drop of blood melted into the ring, and quickly penetrated into it.

He raised his eyebrows. The ring absorbed his essence and blood, and immediately had a flesh-and-blood connection with him.

His mental power immediately sensed that a cubic space appeared in the ring, which was not very large, similar to the size of an ordinary room.

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

It is a small pile of Black Flame Orders. With a sweep of his mental power, there were a hundred of them.

The one hundred Black Flame Tokens are also the reward for the first place in this competition. The head of the Black Demon Sect obviously knew about this, and said with a slight smile.

Thank you, Sect Leader, for your generosity. Shi Mu said gratefully.

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

These prizes are all precious things such as spirit stones, rare elixirs, and Black Flame Tokens. I can see everyone in the audience. I am envious, I only hate that I am not on stage.

after awarding. The head of the Black Devil Sect said a few more words, and then announced the end of the big competition, and quickly walked off the ring.

The other elders also left one after another. In the stands, Jin Xiaochai took a deep look at Shi Mu, then turned around and drifted away.

...

Shi Mu slowly walked down from the arena, and all the disciples under the arena showed envy and awe, and consciously made way for a passage.

Shi Mu walked not far away, four figures came out from the crowd, the front one was Bai Shi, followed by Xiao Ming, Lan Feng and Huo Mao.

Brother Shi Mu, congratulations on your promotion to the senior master of the Black Demon Sect! Baishi stepped forward and saluted with a fist, smiling.

Congratulations, senior brother! Xiao Ming and the others also stepped forward to salute with fists in their hands, speaking respectfully.

You don't need to be too polite. We have known each other for a long time. From now on, you can just call me Shi Mu as before. Shi Mu waved his hand and smiled.

After several people exchanged some greetings, 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 saw 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, Baishi and others behind him stopped and followed his gaze.

This person is tall and thin, dressed in the clothes of a second-level disciple, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the day after tomorrow. He lowered his head and mixed in the crowd. Seeing that Shi Mu spotted him, he simply stood up straight and forced himself to remain calm. Looking at Shi Mu.

It was Zuo Yan, the second-level disciple who wanted to seize Shimu Meteorite Black Sword back then!

With a thought in his heart, Shi Mu walked towards Zuo Yan with big strides, and stood still less than ten steps away from him.

The disciples around Zuo Yan found that the situation was wrong, and immediately dispersed, but they didn't go far, and stopped not far away.

Even many disciples who have been bullied by Zuo Yan, or who have heard of Zuo Yan's notoriety, gloated and whispered to the people around them.

Zuo Yan stood alone in the same place, feeling Shi Mu's powerful aura locked on him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, mixed with a bit of surprise and uncertainty.

Don't you like this knife? If you catch it, it's yours!

As Shi Mu said, he casually threw the Meteorite Black Saber with the scabbard towards him

Zuo Yan was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch the Meteorite Black Saber.

In the next breath, a terrifying force far beyond his imagination came from the knife, causing his chest to constrict, his whole body to churn, and at the same time, his hands were knocked back.

Dengdengdeng

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

All the disciples watching the scene couldn't help laughing, and some even shouted loudly. (to be continued ~^~)