The Portal of Wonderland Chapter 200: The dusty ring

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On the ring, Mo Ning glanced at the meteoric black knife not far away from him with fear, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

If it were n’t for the referee's old grey robe act, his own arm would be completely explained here.

Actually, if Shi Mu really wants to kill him, the blade will not just point to his left shoulder.

He glanced at Shi Mu with some resentment, struggling to get up, putting the water-blue long sword into the scabbard, turning over and jumping off the ring, and walking towards the distance.

Shi Mu tied the meteor hammer to waist, picked up the meteorite black sword from the ground, nodded to the old man in gray robe, walked down the ring, walked under black stone tablet, stood in the original Mo Ning Position, sit cross-legged, close your eyes and recuperate.

Qian Xiong, Bai Shui show and others turned their heads and looked at Shi Mu with different expressions.

"The test continues, who else wants to challenge First-Rank Disciple?" The old man in gray robe asked after he settled down.

The other disciples in the top ten of Class B glanced at each other.

Shi Mu defeated Mo Ning in one fell swoop, giving them great confidence. When even two people stood up, they challenged First-Rank Disciple under stone tablet.

With the lessons learned from the Shi Mu, these First-Rank Disciples put away their original look of arrogance and disdain, and complexion also embodies a lot.

Soon, the two ended in a disastrous defeat and were unconsciously lifted off the ring. One of them was challenged by the third-ranked Spirit-Rank Warlock Bai Shui show, and his whole body skeleton was attacked by the other party ’s hail. Almost completely broken, I am afraid that even if the injury recovers, cultivation base will collapse.

As a result, the confidence that other Second-Rank Disciples have just provoked was instantly defeated, and no one dared to challenge.

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

Next time. It is the mutual challenge between First-Rank Disciple and ranking. According to previous years, there will not be much change in this link, even if there are occasional contests, it is still the end.

After so many years, First-Rank Disciple has also understood quite a bit, and will not try to fight for a little bit of difference for a little difference in reward, which will affect the subsequent cultivation.

After all, these First-Rank Disciple already have access to the best resources of Sect, the only goal is to impact Xiantian , or Star-Rank Warlock. Since then, he has been among the top management of Sect.

However, this time First-Rank Disciple was born due to the Shi Mu, and the first prize of the Sect rumors is quite precious, so it is not impossible whether this final ranking game will produce any variables.

After the people around the ring whispered, they were excited again. Most of the audience focused on black stone tablet, and most of them fell on Shi Mu.

Just. Unexpectedly, it may be that the strength displayed by Shi Mu in the two competitions is too powerful and overbearing. The other First-Rank Disciples seem to be a little absent-minded and challenged each other in two or three games, without act.

As for Shi Mu with closed eyes and nourishment, nobody even took a glance and almost forgot it.

After half an hour. Darby finally ended completely.

Ten people including Shi Mu stood on the ring in turn. Facing many disciples under the stage.

Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader also stood on the ring at this time, watching ten people. A smile flickered across the corner of his mouth, turned to face the crowd, and announced:

"This round of Dabi is over now. The ten people in front of you are the current First-Rank Disciple. In the coming year, we will enjoy the Sect optimal cultivation resource support! At the same time, I hope that everyone here will encourage and hope that everyone will not Forget the discipleship, work hard for cultivation, and one day you will also have the opportunity to stand here! "

The words of Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader were loud and exciting, and the disciples below said straightforwardly.

At this time it was evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on act and other ten First-Rank Disciple, as if they were covered with a light gold coat, making the image of several people more solemn and tall.

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

Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader's gaze slowly swept the crowds under the stage, and there was satisfaction on his face. The power of role models was sometimes far more inspirational than words.

Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader looked back and waved aside.

Some disciples in black immediately held a tray with a red cloth on it and climbed onto the ring.

Everyone in the audience saw this scene, and their spirits rose again.

According to the usual practice, there are generous rewards in the top ten of the competition. Because this competition is special, there has been a lot of news before the game. The first place will have a major treasure reward. Everyone has longed for this Long time.

A curious expression also appeared on Shi Mu's face. Part of the reason why he behaved so publicly this time was also for this treasure.

Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader walked in front of Shi Mu and waved, and a disciple in black immediately came over and lifted the tray in his hand slightly.

Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader waved open the red cloth on the tray, revealing a white ring.

The Shi Mu's eyes light up, and his breathing is light.

The white ring looks like an ordinary white jade, and its shape is simple and unadorned. At first glance, it is quite ordinary, but when you look at it more, you will find the extraordinary thing. There is a layer of crystal white light on the surface.

"This ... isn't it Storage Ring ..." On the side of the high platform, an Xiantian elder saw a white ring, and there was a trace of excited expression on his face, murmured.

The other elders did n’t seem to know what the reward was in advance, and they were very shocked at the moment. Many people showed envy.

Because of the special materials required for Storage Ring, it is extremely difficult to refine, so the number is very small. Generally, Xiantian is difficult to get one. The elders of Black Demon Sect who own a Storage Ring do not exceed five fingers.

Under the ring, many people have already guessed what the ring is. The rest of the unknown people passed on word of mouth, and they immediately understood it, and suddenly there was an uproar.

"This ring is called the Dust Miao Ring, but it is the storage Magic Tool that was hand-made by Great Elder. You will make good use of it in the future." Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader handed the ring to Shi Mu with a solemn expression.

It seems to be intentional. Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader's voice is not loud, but it is filled with True Qi, and it spreads clearly above the square to let all the disciples on and off stage. Including the elders in the stands not far away was a bit dry.

"Yes."

Shi Mu agreed, and took his hands. Put it on the right middle finger, the size is just right.

With a move in his heart, True Qi was injected into the ring, but Dust Miaojie didn't respond at all.

"Storage Ring is different from ordinary Magic Tool and requires blood to be used as an intermediary." Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader uses a voice that only Shi Mu can hear and whispers a reminder.

Shi Mu was surprised. He had never heard of this statement. He immediately scratched his finger, a drop of blood merged into the ring, and quickly penetrated into it.

He raised his eyebrows. The ring absorbed his blood essence 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, and was the size of an ordinary room.

Shi Mu was overjoyed, but then he moved complexion, and there was awesome already in the ring space.

A small pile of Black Flame Token. His mental strength was swept away and there were a hundred of them.

"The hundred Black Flame Tokens are also the first prize in this competition." Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader apparently already knew this and smiled slightly.

"thank you Sect Leader Hou Ci." Shi Mu said gratefully.

Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader waved his hand and continued to award rewards to others,

The prizes are Spirit Stone, rare Medicine Pill, and Black Flame Token. See the crowd. Envious, just hate not being on stage.

After the award is issued. Black Demon Sect's Sect Leader said a few words of reluctance, and announced the end of Dabi, and soon walked off the ring.

Other elders also left one after another. On the stands, Jin Xiaochai took a deep look at Shi Mu, then turned and flew away.

......

Shi Mu slowly walked down from the ring. All the disciples under the ring were envious and awed, and consciously gave way.

Shi Mu is not far away. Four figures came out of the crowd. The first person is Bai Shi, and the back is Xiao Ming, Blue Phoenix and Huo Mao.

"Brother Shi Mu, congratulations on your promotion to Black Demon Sect big Senior Brother!" Bai Shi stepped forward and gave a fist, smiling.

"Congratulations to the big Senior Brother!" Xiao Ming and others all stepped forward to clenched their fists and spoke with respect and authenticity.

"You don't have to be polite, we knew each other very early, and you can call me Shi Mu as before." Shi Mu waved his hand and smiled.

After a few people talked again, he got up and walked toward the passage.

Bai Shi and others invariably let Shi Mu first, and then followed, most of the disciples in the square looked at them, curious, jealous, envious, awesome in their eyes ...

Shi Mu walked calmly through the flow channel, and it was necessary to walk out of the channel at the first sight. Afterglow in the corner of the eye suddenly found a familiar figure in the crowd.

His footsteps stopped in vain, turning his head to look over.

The Bai Shi and others behind him stopped, and looked at him with his eyes.

This man is tall and thin, dressed in Second-Rank Disciple clothing, cultivation base has also reached the Late Stage Houtian look, originally lowered his head and mixed in the crowd, see Shi Mu found him, simply standing upright, looking at himself calmly Shi Mu.

It was the Second-Rank Disciple Zuo Yan who once wanted to grab the Shi Mu meteorite black sword!

With a move in his heart, Shi Mu strode to Zuo Yan and stood at less than ten steps away.

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

Even many disciples who have been bullied by Zuo Yan or heard of Zuo Yan ’s notoriety happily whisper and whisper to others around them.

Zuo Yan stood alone, feeling the powerful breath of Shi Mu locked himself, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, mixed with a bit of consternation.

"Don't you like this knife? It's yours if you catch it!"

Shi Mu said, and threw the meteorite black sword with the scabbard towards the other party

Zuo Yan froze, subconsciously stretched out his hands, and caught the meteorite black sword.

The next breath, a terrifying force far beyond his imagination came from the knife, making his chest a bore, his body qi and blood tumbling, and his hands were knocked back.

"Pedal Pedal"

Zuo Yan couldn't help but backed up five or six steps in a row, and finally fell down on the ground, and then stopped.

Looking at the lively disciples around, you can't help laughing, and some people even shouted loudly. (To be continued ~ ^ ~)