Chapter one hundred and ninety-eight battle between A and B
Shi Mu's eyes flashed and he leaned forward, almost wanting to fly after him.
At this moment, a figure flashed in front of Duan Qianli, and the figure of the old man in gray robe appeared like a ghost, blocking in front of him.
"The victory has been decided, there is no need to take action anymore." The old man in gray robe looked at Shi Mu and said slowly.
Shi Mu smiled slightly, shook the chain with his arm, and the meteor hammer flew back, and was held in his hand.
The old man in gray robe took a deep look at the "Meteor Hammer" in Shi Mu's hand. The corners of his eyes twitched, and then he immediately squatted down, took out a green talisman, and placed it on Duan Qianli's chest.
A layer of green light suddenly emitted, covering the wound on his chest. The pain on Duan Qianli's face slowly faded, his head tilted, and he fell into coma.
The old man in gray robe waved his hand, and a ray of white light flew in and hit a stone pillar near the ring.
The white barrier around the arena flashed and dissipated.
"Winner, Shi Mu!" the gray-robed old man announced loudly.
At this time, there was silence under the arena, and everyone was dumbfounded. It was not until they heard the announcement that they realized what was happening, and then let out a shocking exclamation.
Under the black stone tablet, Moning's face was ugly and slightly embarrassed.
He had just made a prediction that Duan Qianli had a good chance of winning, but he never expected that the man would be defeated by Shi Mu with just one move, which undoubtedly gave him a severe slap in the face.
Bai Shuixiu glanced at Mo Ning, with a hint of irony in her eyes.
Qian Xiong frowned and looked at the meteor hammer in Shi Mu's hand, no more contempt in his eyes.
Duan Qianli, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was quickly carried down by several handyman disciples. Yesterday, he defeated a powerful enemy with astonishing strength. He stood proudly on the ring, enjoying the glory that attracted everyone's attention. He was so high-spirited that he probably would not have thought of it.
But he would leave the arena in this way the next day.
Everyone near the ring glanced at the unconscious Duan Qianli with some pity, and then all their eyes focused on Shi Mu.
On the high platform near the arena, the head of the Black Demon Sect and other senior officials also had shocked expressions on their faces.
Jin Xiaochai looked at Shi Mu, his eyes flashing. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Silence! The ranking competition for Class B disciples has ended. The top ten disciples of Class B have all stepped forward, and then the challenge to the ten Class A disciples will begin!" The gray-robed old man stood on the stage and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the area around the originally noisy arena suddenly fell silent.
Under the attention of all the disciples, the remaining nine top ten disciples of Grade B walked out of the crowd.
Shi Mu also walked off the ring at this moment and stood on the far left side of the nine people.
"Senior Brother Shi, congratulations on winning first place in Class B!"
"Senior brother is really amazing!"
The nine people either nodded or showed fawning expressions on their faces, and showed their kindness to Shi Mu.
Shi Mu was not that arrogant. He nodded to the nine people and said nothing.
Immediately, his face became solemn and he looked at the ten Grade A true disciples not far away.
He scanned the ten people back and forth, and finally his eyes fell on Mourning.
Moning immediately felt Shi Mu's gaze and looked over.
The two people's eyes collided, and the air fluctuated violently. Moning's eyes stung slightly, his heart was shocked, and the corners of his eyes trembled.
Shi Mu, who was opposite him, didn't move at all. The corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Moning was furious in his heart, his eyes narrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"According to regulations, each Class B disciple only has one chance to challenge. During the battle, life or death is concerned. If one party falls to the ground and cannot fight anymore, or admits defeat, the other party is not allowed to kill them all." The old man in gray robe said calmly.
"yes."
Shi Mu and the others, as well as ten Grade A disciples, agreed in unison.
"Okay, the challenge begins immediately!" The old man in gray robe nodded and announced loudly.
The ordinary disciples near the arena started buzzing and talking again, with excitement on their faces, guessing who would be the first to challenge.
In every year's competition, the rankings among the final Class A disciples rarely change. Sometimes no one even raises a challenge. In terms of excitement, it is definitely the top ten of Class B challenging the top ten of Class A in this session.
Although the success rate of the challenge is not high, every battle is exciting and a feast for everyone's eyes.
After all, this is a competition between the best acquired warriors, and it will have indescribable benefits for the future cultivation of these acquired disciples.
As soon as the old man in gray robe finished speaking, a lean young man with messy hair among the ten disciples of Grade B walked out. In his hand was a dark red spear with runes faintly flowing on its surface, as if it was a spear of different grades.
Low magic weapon.
"Mei Hu, I want to challenge the ninth-ranked senior brother Qiao Zhiqiao." The messy-haired young man said.
Shi Mu glanced slightly. This young man with wild hair was ranked fifth among the second-level disciples. He had a calm aura and looked like he was not far from the acquired perfection. At the same time, his eyes were a little dark red, as if he had some kind of bloodline.
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The Qiao Zhi he challenged was a short and stocky man with long arms hanging down by his side that could almost touch his knees. His hands were also surprisingly big, like cattail leaf fans. He obviously practiced some kind of boxing technique.
Shi Mu's eyes turned to Qiao Zhi, a smile appeared on his face, and he closed his eyes.
When Qiao Zhi heard that someone was challenging him, he didn't talk nonsense. He jumped onto the ring with a flash of yellow shadow, turned around and looked at the messy-haired young man, with a faint smile on his face.
The wild-haired young man's face suddenly darkened when he saw Qiao Zhi's movement speed.
The reason why he challenged Qiao Zhi was because he saw his short stature and wanted to win the battle with speed. Now it seems that he made the wrong calculation.
But when things came to a head, he couldn't back down, so he gritted his teeth and jumped onto the ring.
"start!"
The gray-robed old man shouted and opened the restrictive barrier around the arena.
The young man with wild hair suddenly stamped his foot on the ring, and his body flew out like an arrow from the string. The dark red spear in his hand clicked several times very quickly.
There was a flash of cold light, the runes on the gun body lit up, and the head of the gun suddenly transformed into several dark red gun flowers, covering Qiao Zhi head-on.
A sneer appeared on Qiao Zhi's face, and he gave a low drink. There was a crackling sound in his body. His body suddenly grew a full foot taller, his arms also changed, green lines appeared, and his palms swelled almost a foot.
times.
At an unknown moment, a black glove appeared on each of his hands, emitting a faint metallic light.
With a "whoop" sound, Qiao Zhi punched out directly. It brought up a huge fist wind, and the air in the entire ring was stirred up.
There was a loud sound of gold and iron clashing, and the dark red gun flower shattered instantly. The messy-haired young man stepped back a few steps, his face flushed.
Qiao Zhi gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. His body turned into a yellow shadow and he pounced forward.
Whoosh! Both hands struck out at the same time, and two waves of powerful force surged out.
The wild-haired young man's face changed drastically, and his hands holding the gun folded. The dark red long gun instantly turned into two short guns.
With a loud shout, the two rods turned into two dark red swimming dragons, dancing wildly around the body.
Two loud bangs!
I don't know how Qiao Zhi acted, but the body of the wild-haired young man flew out again. The two dark red swimming dragons instantly collapsed, and the two short guns were also knocked away.
His mouth split open, his body hit the barrier hard, and then he fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurting out from his mouth.
"I...I give up!"
The wild-haired young man looked at Qiao Zhi, who was charging towards him fiercely, with a look of fear on his face. He hurriedly shouted loudly before he could get up.
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue-black fist suddenly stopped half a foot away from his head.
Qiao Zhi sneered and retracted his fist.
The crowd cheered loudly!
The restrictive barrier near the ring flashed and dissipated. The young man with wild hair looked ashamed, picked up the two short spears, and jumped off the ring.
Qiao Zhi also turned over and jumped off the ring, walked back to where he stood, and glanced at the Class B disciples with some disdain.
Seeing Qiao Zhi's clean victory. The difference in strength between the two was obvious. The expressions of the top ten disciples in Grade B all changed. They looked at each other for a few times. For a while, no one continued to challenge.
After a while, a young man in white robes walked out slowly with a sword on his back.
"I'm Yue Zheng, and I want to challenge Senior Sister Xu Ling, who is ranked tenth in Class A." The young man in white robe said with a flash of eyes.
Everyone started talking softly under the ring. This Yue Zheng was the person ranked only below Shi Mu in the second level, but he was very conservative in challenging the tenth person in the first level.
The Class A disciple finally walked out of a woman in red with a cold expression. There was also a fiery red sword hanging on her waist.
"You are quite brave if you want to challenge me."
The two stood on the ring. The woman in red said coldly, and a powerful aura suddenly emitted from her body, full of fiery heat, and pressed towards the young man in white robe.
The face of the young man in white robe changed slightly, and then he took a deep breath and calmed down. He turned over his hand and pulled out the snow-white sword on his back. An icy coldness spread out, fighting against the fiery aura on the other side.
The woman in red raised her dark eyebrows, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
The two of them shouted loudly at the same time, and their bodies shot out at the same time.
The movement skills of both of them were quite swift, and both of them used long swords. Sword shadows appeared one after another and attacked each other.
Bang bang bang!
A series of sounds of long sword clashes were heard, and there were faint sparks flickering.
Both of them used their body skills to the maximum, and the gradually spreading sword shadows submerged their bodies. The audience could only see a ball of white shadows and a ball of red shadows rolling around quickly on the field, with eye-catching swords emerging around them.
The shadows collided with each other from time to time, sparks burst out, and at the same time, there was a sound of gold and iron colliding as densely as raindrops.
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came out.
The red shadow suddenly shined brightly, looking like a huge flame. Three thick sword shadows shot out from the flames and slashed at the white shadow one after another.
The white figure was immediately thrown away like a ball. With a scream, the white figure instantly dissipated, revealing the figure of the young man in white robe.
There was a huge wound on his shoulder, bleeding profusely, and the white bones inside could be faintly seen. The right hand holding the sword fell softly to his side, and his face was extremely ugly.
The red shadow on the opposite side also dissipated, revealing the woman in red, her face slightly pale.
"If you still want to fight, I can accompany you." The woman in red sneered, and the long red sword in her hand lit up with flaming red light.
"No need, senior sister is so powerful that she has actually cultivated the Flame Splitting Sword Technique to the Great Perfection. I'm going to admit defeat!" The young man in white robe simply admitted defeat.
Two people in Class B lost in a row, and one of them was ranked second. Now all the Class B disciples fell silent.
Nearly a stick of incense passed, but no one came forward to challenge.
"According to the rules of the competition, if no one comes forward to challenge, then all the second-level disciples will give up and proceed directly to the next competition." Just when everyone in the audience was getting impatient, the old man in gray robe said, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
He accidentally glanced at Shi Mu, who seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed.
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