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Chapter five hundred and twenty seventh fame

(I went out to do errands during the day, so I posted the two chapters together!)

When the seventh flying knife disappeared into Liao Yong's body in a flash, his half-black and half-white face was distorted, and various parts of his body bulged and undulated, and there was a tooth-aching clicking sound, and behind him "

With a "swish" sound, two wings, one black and one white, sprouted.

At the same time, black and white lightning exploded from its surface, and a stream of blood-colored lightning also emerged, intersecting with the black and white lightning.

The three-color lightning intertwined and flashed, and the thunder light exploded, rolling and surging, instantly submerging Liao Yong's body inside, condensing into a thunder and lightning giant bird more than ten feet in size, resembling the legendary ancient thunder beast, Lei Peng!

It's just that part of Lei Peng's body is blood-colored, and his wings are one black and one white!

As soon as it took shape, it let out a harsh scream and flew towards Shi Mu.

This process may seem complicated, but in fact it only took a short moment. Liao Yong transformed into a huge thunder roc, and two huge thunder claws, one black and one white, fiercely grabbed the head of Shi Mu who was rushing towards him.

Shi Mu was in mid-air, his pupils shrank slightly, but there was no fear on his face.

The golden light on his body shone brightly, and the whole body was covered with golden scales. He completed the totem transformation in an instant. The light of the wishful stick in his hand shone brightly again, and his arms began to dance wildly. Suddenly, the sky was filled with black and red afterimages.

"The spiritual snake comes out of the cave!"

“Ape and rock climbing!”

"Goshawk cap!"

"The tired bird knows it's back!"

A series of huge black stick shadows with overwhelming momentum appeared around Shi Mu, enveloped by red flames. Four of the first eight moves of the Eighteen Sticks were performed by him in one moment.

At this moment, the flow of true energy in Shi Mu's body was three to four times faster than usual, but instead of feeling any pain, he felt an extremely pleasant and refreshing feeling.

The four deadly stick moves merged into one, condensing into a huge black cloud wrapped in red flames, but it was composed of countless black stick shadows, and collided with the black, white and red Lei Peng giant bird.

After an earth-shattering loud noise, a violent wave erupted in mid-air, and a stream of energy swept wildly around like crazy, while at the same time, hurricanes of mixed colors rose into the sky!

The entire arena and the cyan light curtain shivered, and cracks suddenly appeared on it, as if it was about to collapse.

In mid-air, the red-browed young man's expression changed, he turned his hand and took out a green flag, and waved it suddenly.

A series of green light pillars flew out from the command flag and merged into various parts of the light curtain, which stabilized it.

In the light curtain, dense black rod shadows and three-color lightning were still intertwined and flashing, submerging the figures of Shi Mu and Liao Yong inside. From the outside, the situation inside could not be seen at all, and only waves of terror could be felt.

fluctuation.

When everyone near the ring saw this scene, they all showed stunned expressions. The disciples on both sides of the ring had different expressions, and the faces of several guardians on the high platform also showed a bit of solemnity.

After a while, the electric black light dissipated, revealing the situation inside.

Shi Mu was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the wishful stick in his hand. He looked quite embarrassed, his clothes were torn, and he was breathing heavily.

Opposite him, Liao Yong lay half-length on the ground, motionless, and had fallen into a coma.

The scene was silent for a while, and then there was a burst of cheers, mixed with some curses, one after another.

The disciples on the challenger's side were overjoyed. Although Shi Mu fought hard and both sides suffered losses, they finally won.

Jiang Shuishui glanced at Shi Mu, her beautiful eyes flashed a few times, wondering what she was thinking.

On the upper disciple's side, many people's eyes were focused on Shi Mu with different expressions.

Although Shi Mu had been a quiet person before, this battle was a blockbuster. From then on, the character Shi Mu was in the minds of many people.

Zi Ling was still smiling and seemed not surprised by Shi Mu's victory. Zhao Jian glanced at Shi Mu with an indifferent expression, but quickly looked away.

Under the ring, Ma Long took a long breath, then clenched his fists and let out a cheer:

"Win!"

"Hmph! Why are you so nervous? How could Shitou lose to such a person? What a fuss!" Cai'er adjusted her stance on Ma Long's shoulders, straightened her chest, and said proudly.

"Shi Mu successfully challenged Liao Yong!"

On the ring, the red-browed young man flew down, checked Liao Yong, and then stood up to announce the result.

Shi Mu shook his body twice, then stood up reluctantly, saluted the red-browed young man, then walked slowly to the platform on the other side of the ring, and stood where Liao Yong originally stood.

He turned a blind eye to the glances from around him and sat down cross-legged, taking out a pill and swallowing it. His body lit up with a burst of red light, as if he was doing exercises to heal his injuries.

Shi Mu's eyelids were lowered, and a hint of cunning flashed through his eyes. His injuries were not serious, but he had other plans.

He glanced at the gambling table with the corner of his eye, then closed his eyelids and closed his eyes completely.

At the gambling den, there were sighs and curses at the moment.

However, there were also a few people who looked happy.

Ma Long was one of them. At this moment, she was smiling from ear to ear. She bought one hundred top-quality spiritual stones. In addition to Shi Mu's sixty, she made a net profit of two hundred top-quality spiritual stones.

Feeling the envious glances from the people around her, this woman felt an indescribable long-lost feeling in her heart.

Speaking of which, she can be regarded as a leader among the younger generation in her family. From childhood to adulthood, her cultivation journey has been smooth and she has been envied. Ten years ago, she was selected by the clan to lead a group of young people in the clan.

The disciples came to East Saint Star to participate in the entrance trial of Qinglan Holy Land.

As a result, she was full of ambition when she set out, but she was ruthlessly trampled during the trial. Except for her who was lucky enough to be selected, no one else succeeded, and several people even died in the trial.

Although she has been practicing hard day and night for the past ten years, due to her previous ranking backward, the training resources she received were extremely limited. Her performance in the competition was also unsatisfactory, and she could only barely stay in the Holy Land.

But it's different now. Once you have so many top-quality spiritual stones, you can not only go to the Holy Code Pavilion to choose an earth-level martial skill that you have longed for, but you can also go to the Immortal Medicine Studio to exchange for some rare elixirs. If you have been stuck for a long time, you can break through.

bottleneck.

When she thought of this, she turned her beautiful eyes and glanced at the figure sitting cross-legged on the ring not far away.

"Haha, congratulations to this fairy! You are really discerning! The next game will start soon, so bet on it this time!" Duanmu Guang, who was behind the gaming table with a cheerful smile, waved and took out a large bag of spiritual stones and handed it to him.

Gave it to Ma Long.

Compared with the spiritual stones he earned from the disciples who defeated Liao Yongying, the compensation paid to Ma Long was naturally insignificant.

"Thank you, Senior Duanmu!"

Ma Long took the spirit stone, glanced at it with his consciousness, and saw that it happened to be five hundred top-grade spirit stones, and he waved his hand to put it away.

Shi Mu saw all this through Cai'er's vision, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

After the red-browed young man had someone lift the unconscious Liao Yong down, the competition continued.

Shi Mu's victory once again inspired all the challengers. Later, more than a dozen people came to the stage to challenge, including old disciples, as well as new disciples such as the Wushi brothers. Unfortunately, except for two old disciples who succeeded in the challenge by luck, the rest

It ended in defeat.

The second round of competition continued intermittently for a while, until finally no one came on stage again, and the competition ended with the announcement of the red-browed youth pair.

Among the challengers, about half came forward to challenge, but in the end only five people won. However, there were only two old disciples, and they were both ranked in the 80th place. Among the new disciples were Zhao Jian, Zi Ling, and Shi Mu.

Three people won, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

It seems that Shi Mu's name has gradually spread, but his performance is far inferior to that of Zhao Jian and Zi Ling, so his limelight is naturally overshadowed by the first two.

After the second round of competition ended, it took three days of preparation before the third round of competition officially began.

In this round of competition, the ranking among the 108 upper-level disciples will change, which will directly affect their status in the Huang-level area and the cultivation resources of the Holy Land. Therefore, this round of competition is also the most intense.

Early that morning, under the Qinglan Ranking, near the giant cyan arena, there was a crowd of people who came to watch the game.

As soon as Shi Mu stepped out of the Xuanling Ladder, he transformed into a ray of green light and landed on the periphery of the green arena.

"Shitou, today is much more lively than a few days ago!" Cai'er shouted excitedly when she saw the crowds of people in front of her.

"It's the last game of the competition, so it's naturally very lively. It seems like there will be a few fierce battles today." As Shi Mu spoke, he felt several eyes wandering around him.

"Anyway, Shitou, your strength is there. If anyone dares to challenge you, just come and beat them one by one!" Cai'er said nonchalantly.

"Brother Shi!" At this moment, a clear female voice came.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Ma Long in fiery red clothes waving to him and walking towards him.

"Miss Ma, you're here." Shi Mu said.

"Brother Shi, the spiritual stones you earned a few days ago are still with me..." Ma Long lowered his voice as soon as he walked to Shi Mu.

But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Shi Mu waving his hand.

"It doesn't matter, you take it first. You may have to trouble Miss Ma today." Shi Mu smiled gently at him and said.

"Sister Ma, what are you and Brother Shi whispering about?" Before Ma Long had time to reply, she heard a crisp voice beside her.

She turned around and saw Zi Ling walking towards them with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.

"What's the secret? I'm just asking Brother Shi if he's seen you." Ma Long's face turned red and he whispered unnaturally.

"I wonder how prepared Miss Zi Ling is. Have you decided on a challenger yet?" Shi Mu asked.

"Well... I haven't decided whether to challenge others yet, but Brother Shi, what are your plans? You don't want to break into the top ten? The rewards for the top ten are quite generous!" Zi Ling looked at it with big eyes.

Asked Shi Mu in return. (To be continued.)


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