"Come on, come on, it's the start, it's the start! The potential new disciple Shi Mu, who has won three games in a row, is about to face off against the second-ranked high-ranking disciple Ling Feng. The odds are one to three! This is a rare opportunity, so buy it and leave!
"Duanmu Guang's face was red at the moment and he shouted excitedly.
The heated exchange between Zhao Jian and Long Zhanye just now resulted in a draw. Since the two conditions stipulated in the bet were that either side would win, a draw meant that the banker took all, which made him make a lot of money at once.
The competition is now coming to an end. Although many disciples have lost everything and lost everything, there are also many people who have made a fortune through this.
Nowadays, there are still crowds of people around the gambling table. Those who have won big before want to take advantage of the last fortune to get another chance, while those who have lost money before are naturally not willing to accept it and want to recover their losses.
"I bet on Senior Brother Lingfeng to win! After all, he is a master who has been ranked second for more than a hundred years!"
"Long Zhanye is still at the top of the list! We haven't beaten him to a tie with Zhao Jian. I think these new disciples who were shortlisted this year are not easy! I bet on Shi Mu!"
"That's right! It seems that Shi Mu has never fully exerted his strength. Why is he so unpopular?"
"This senior brother is right! Victory or failure depends on this, just fight!"
While discussing, many people turned their attention to Ma Long from time to time. Her previous behavior of placing large bets on Shi Mu had obviously attracted the attention of many people.
However, Ma Long looked towards the direction of the ring at this time and had no intention of placing a bet.
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On the ring, Ling Feng was already standing opposite Shi Mu, wearing a long blue gown with a warm smile on his handsome face.
"Shi Mu dares to challenge Senior Brother Ling, and I would like to ask Senior Brother for some advice." Shi Mu raised his hands and said.
"The way of a warrior needs to be sharpened in constant battles in order to stay sharp. Senior brother was worried that this competition would be a little boring, but junior brother Shi just made it happen for me." Ling Feng said calmly, but with a calm demeanor.
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"You're welcome then, junior brother," Shi Mu said.
Ling Feng smiled slightly, waved one hand in a gesture of invitation, and the aura of the early stage of Heavenly Throne was stored but not released.
Shi Mu also stopped talking. A red light lit up around his body, and two wings of fire stretched out from behind.
Then he opened his mouth and vomited, then turned the Ruyi iron rod into a long stick with eyebrows, held it in his hand, and made a starting posture.
When Ling Feng saw this, he put the two fingers of his right hand together and stood them up in front of him. There was a faint blue light between his fingers, and he silently recited a mantra.
As the mantra sounded, a misty blue shadow of the full moon slowly appeared behind it.
"Double cultivation of martial arts, Full Moon Warlock!" Shi Mu thought to himself.
Ling Feng's right hand was seen drawing a circle in front of him, leaving a blue afterimage wherever he passed. After the afterimage solidified, a blue halo appeared in front of him.
"Junior Brother Shi, be careful!"
After saying that, Ling Feng's eyes glowed with blue light, his right hand changed his technique, and he whispered "Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"
Then, an unspeakable majestic sword intent rolled out from the blue circle of light.
"Swish, swish, swish"
As a thin sound came, countless blue lightsabers emerged from the blue circle of light and shot towards Shi Mu's location continuously.
Upon closer inspection, the lightsaber was covered in a layer of blue light, emitting bursts of mana fluctuations, and was apparently blessed with some kind of magic!
Ling Feng was able to activate his martial arts skills and at the same time apply a layer of magic to each light sword shot. This scene left the surrounding disciples stunned!
Countless lightsabers gathered together, like a long blue dragon, rushing towards Shi Mu with a rainbow of momentum. Wherever they passed, the escaped sword energy cut the ground of the arena below into devastation.
Shi Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and let down the golden light all over his body. In an instant, the golden scales completely enveloped him. At the same time, he danced his arms, and the wishful stick in his hand danced crazily like a waterwheel, and dense white air currents appeared all over his body.
"Tiger comes out!"
With a low shout, he smashed the long stick in his hand to the ground in front of him. Suddenly, the surrounding white air rushed out like a fierce beast, facing those blue lightsabers.
A burst of ping ping -pong's harsh sounds came, and those aggressive white tiger rhinos and beasts came out. Under the impact of the blue light sword, it was simply vulnerable, and it was sorrowful and scattered!
For a moment, countless streams of white air exploded in mid-air, and the long dragon of blue sword light continued to rush towards Shi Mu like a broken bamboo.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Shi Mu flapped his wings behind his back and flew upside down into the air.
However, as if the long dragon with blue sword light had eyes, it suddenly turned upwards and chased after him like a shadow.
The speed of the true energy flow in Shi Mu's body increased sharply, his arms flew up and down, dancing wildly, and the black stick shadows in the sky covered the long dragon of blue sword light.
"The spiritual snake comes out of the cave!"
"Goshawk cap!"
"Breaking the dragon across the river!"
"Crazy Dragon Dance!"
"Hidden Dragon Tengyuan!"
Using five moves in one breath, huge black stick shadows with overwhelming momentum criss-crossed out, turning into a giant black net and pressing down.
The sound of "clang" was loud!
The long dragon of blue sword light slammed into the giant black net. Finally, it could no longer move forward, and blue and black air currents swept away in all directions.
The roar is loud!
The ground around the arena was suddenly cut to pieces under the impact of dense airflow, and even the surrounding cyan light curtain flashed wildly.
Before the stick shadow and sword light completely dissipated, Ling Feng's steps changed and his figure suddenly became erratic.
In just a blink of an eye, he appeared like a ghost on the right side of Shi Mu, with a blue sword light about three feet long coming out of his raised fingers, stabbing straight towards Shi Mu's chest and abdomen.
Shi Mu's heart was filled with fear, and he immediately moved his long stick, turned around to block it, and flew backwards with the help of this force.
His back was dripping with cold sweat. I don't know what kind of movement this senior brother Ling Feng used, but it was several times faster than the movement techniques of the Tuo and Qing Changtian!
"I surrender!" Shi Mu said as soon as he landed on the ground, cupping his fists.
As soon as he finished speaking, the blue sword edge between Ling Feng's fingers appeared just a few inches between his eyebrows and stopped steadily.
"Senior Brother Ling Feng has advanced cultivation, there is no need to fight anymore." Shi Mu looked at Ling Feng and added with a grin.
"Haha, Junior Brother Shi has already achieved such results in the first competition ten years after he entered the profession. He is much better than Senior Brother back then. I believe that given time, Junior Brother Shi will definitely have a place among the top ten." Ling Feng's sword flashed with light.
Receive it, he said with a smile.
"I would like to lend my brother my kind words," Shi Mu said, cupping his hands.
Unlike the peaceful atmosphere on the stage, things were already exploding below the stage.
Everyone who originally thought they could see a wonderful fight was greatly disappointed, and some couldn't help but curse.
Around the gambling table, the speculators who were betting on Shi Mu were even more furious at this moment.
"You bastard, you actually gave up! It's in vain that I think so highly of you, all the ten top-quality spiritual stones I borrowed were wasted!" The wretched man from before cursed at the top of his lungs.
"Oh, my spiritual stone!"
"I'm not willing to..."
Wails and curses came from the side from time to time. Ma Long was fine with it, but Cai'er couldn't sit still and said through the voice:.
"Stone, why did you surrender so quickly?"
"Why, you seem very unhappy?" Shi Mu asked.
"A group of gamblers who have lost money around you are scolding you. Of course I feel unhappy when I hear that." Cai'er said.
"Let them go. I didn't place any bets anyway. I originally just wanted to test my strength in this round, but found that there was no possibility of winning without using Xuan Gong, so I had to give up." Shi Mu
explained.
"So that's how it is, I just said Shitou, you're not that cowardly!" Cai'er said.
After hearing this, Shi Mu was speechless for a while.
After Ling Feng and Shi Mu returned to their respective positions, the red-browed young man came out to question everyone again.
This time, after a full incense burning time, no one came out to challenge.
Then, the red-browed young man asked for instructions from the senior sect members who were still on the stage, and then turned around and announced that the ten-year competition in the yellow stage region had officially come to an end and the dust had settled.
In the center of the square, the Qinglan Ranking was released again.
Compared with before the game, the top ten on the list have not changed much except that the ninth one has changed hands to Zhao Jian.
Zi Ling is still ranked 19th, while Shi Mu also holds the 37th place.
Except for these three people, all the temporary upper-level disciples who had started together had become lower-level disciples.
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After the competition, Shi Mu immediately returned to the cave.
Qi Feng and other attendants seemed to have received the news in advance from unknown channels. At this moment, three hundred people gathered in front of the cave door to wait, looking excited. When they saw Shi Mu falling, everyone bowed.
"Congratulations to the master of the palace for being promoted to the official disciple!"
They were naturally happy that Shi Mu had officially become a high-ranking disciple, and the status of their attendants had naturally increased accordingly, and their various benefits were far from the same as before.
"Okay, this is nothing. You can just continue to perform your duties from now on." Shi Mu said calmly.
A moment later, in a living room in the main house.
Qi Feng led Ma Long into the gate, bowed to Shi Mu, and then left on his own.
"Miss Ma, you're here, sit down." Shi Mu sat in the middle and made a gesture of invitation towards a chair on the side.
"Brother Shi, why don't you see Cai'er?" Ma Long asked as soon as he sat down.
"That glutton took a few servants to the Lingquan to catch fire spirits and eat them in the afternoon. He hasn't come back yet," Shi Mu said.
"Haha, Cai'er turns out to like eating these spiritual materials so much! Brother Shi, this is your spiritual stone, click on it." After saying that, Ma Long took off a storage ring from his finger and placed it on Shi Mu
before.
Shi Mu took the rings and without counting them, he took out hundreds of them and handed them back to Ma Long.
"This time we have Miss Laoma, so these will be considered as rewards." Shi Mu said.
"Brother Shi, you don't have to be so polite. To tell you the truth, when I helped you bet, my little sister also bet a lot. Thanks to you, I also earned a lot of spiritual stones." Ma Long waved his hands and said.
Seeing that he had no intention of pretending to refuse, Shi Mu stopped forcing him and immediately said:
"Okay. Miss Ma, if you need anything in the future, please speak up. I will do my best and I will never refuse." "Brother Shi, do you really mean what you said?" Ma Long asked with a look of surprise on his face.
"Of course I take it seriously." Shi Mu smiled and nodded.