The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mu faced the whistling whips of the face, but it seemed to be as early as expected. The body turned to the left side, and the spurs of the long whip were properly opened. At the same time, the steel knife in the hand re-winded out and turned out ten. Daomang, screaming at the left half of the body.

His face changed again, but his reaction was not slow. He quickly shook his arm and the black long whip turned around. He was intertwined in front of him into a black whip net of spider webs, like a black wall. Behind.

Shi Mu sneered, and his hands kept moving.

Rumble!

The ten-knife shadow fell on the black whip net, and the whip net shocked, but the knife shadow shattered immediately.

In the eyes of Shi Mu, the light shines, and the body is intoxicated, and it is injected into the steel knife in the hand.

The steel knife trembled with a faint tremor, faintly emitting white light.

"drink!"

Shi Mu shouted and held a knife with both hands.

A bright flower next to the snow-steel knife, another ten knives emerged, and they fell together.

"I have a good fortune, and this kid really hides the strength before. It is no wonder that Su Shidi is invincible!" The face-stricken B-class disciple who was the referee on the ring platform saw this, and his eyes flashed a trace of color.

His face was shocked. At this time, he was completely suppressed by the fierce momentum of Shi Mu, a wave higher than a wave. He could only desperately wave his hand and whip in vain, but he could not find the slightest gap to counterattack, starting on the forehead. The beans are sweating.

A loud bang!

The black whip net was finally smashed by Shimu, and the black long whip in the hand of the cockroach broke into countless segments, leaving only a short piece left in his hand. A snowy knife squats down and looks at it in a few paragraphs.

At this time, the figure was a flower, a tall figure and a first-come-first block in front of the body, but it was a thin-cut disciple of the face as a referee.

I saw his sleeve twitching gently, and somehow I got a silver short gun in my hand and greeted the knife.

The guns shook, and an invisible wave broke out from the tip of the gun. Only a muffled sound was heard, and the eleven knives broke open.

Shi Mu’s face was shocked. A huge force passed from the long knife to the body. The body was as uncomfortable as a river. However, it’s a huge force, but it’s only half a step back, and it’s stabilized again. There are a few white distributions in the face.

"If you ignore the sacred door rules and hurt your life, first ask me if I can't agree with this gun in Luoyun's hand!" The thin-faced youth turned his hand and put away the short gun. The mouth was cold and cold, but the eyes flashed a strange look. The color.

Su Mubai, a former double-sword teenager who was defeated by Shi Mu, had some relationship with him. He had a good hope to enter the top ten of the new disciple, but because of Shi Mu’s reason, his heart had long been unhappy, and there was a good opportunity at the moment. Then I will shoot it directly.

He originally thought that with the strength of the military in his later days, he could not let the silk shepherd suffer a dark loss, but did not expect that Shi Mu would almost endure nothing.

"At the next time, I can't hold my hand, and I ask the brother to forgive me." Shi Mu blinked, and he put away the steel knife and said with a hand.

Luo Yun machine looked at Shi Mu coldly, did not say anything, went to the side of the ring.

Under the eyes of the public, he is naturally not good at doing anything else.

He looked at Shimu deeply and threw the whip in his hand and walked quickly down the ring.

"The winner, Shi Mu!"

The people near the Fujian and Taiwan were just waking up at the moment, and there was a burst of cheers.

This style of Shi Mu is like a rainbow, and the victory is very neat and arrogant, and it is murderous and chilling, but it is quite consistent with the doorstep of the Dark Lord.

Perhaps because this battle left a lot of impression on the people, no one dared to challenge it for a long time.

Shi Mu did not challenge again. After all, the rewards of the top ten of the new disciples are similar. It is not a good thing to be too eye-catching.

At the end of the game, he was challenged two more games, but naturally it was easy to win, ranking firmly in the ninth of the new disciples.

Among the people he knows, Lan Feng is ranked fifth, and White Stone is ranked seventh.

As for Xiao Ming, it also shows a good warlock talent, and there are many places in the warrior who are in the fight with the warlock. In the new disciple, they won 27, and they squeezed into the former percent. Ten of the columns.

......

The next day, just dawning, Shimu took a steel knife and rushed to the round square where Xiaobi was located.

What surprised him was that Bai Shi and Lan Feng had already arrived. At this moment, they were surrounded by two laps of people, standing on both sides of the huge black stone monument showing the ranking.

At this time, Shiraishi was discussing with Xiao Ming and others around him.

Bai Shi is a derogatory person, and martial arts is high and strong. After joining the Spiritual Respect, he has a lot of prestige in the new disciple. In the first day of the small ratio, he entered the top ten, which is famous.

"Shi brother, you are here! You really didn't sing yesterday, it's a blockbuster!" When Shiraishi saw Shimu, he smiled and greeted him. Huo Mao and Xiao Ming next to him also smiled at the stone. .

"The white brother has a good reputation. In the next place, he only has a bit of brute force. It is far worse than the white brother!" Shi Mu waved his hand and smiled lightly.

At this time, a group of people dressed up in Huo Maochao came over.

"Huo Shixiong, do you participate in the contest today?" Shi Mu and others immediately looked at Huo Mao. Bai Shi saw that the other side had held the wide-backed double-edged axe on his back and couldn’t help but ask. .

"Yes! If you want to challenge me, don't blame me for not reading the old feelings!" Huo Maoyang raised the big axe in his hand, and Chong Shimu and other three people grinned.

The three faces face each other.

In the end, Shiraishi laughed, and the talker took the initiative to talk about yesterday's test.

Yesterday, the top five people in the rankings were very eye-catching. Except for the blue phoenix, most of them were newcomers who entered Zongmen before they arrived, and their qualifications were slightly older than them.

During the joke, the flow of people in the square gradually increased, and it was more than double the appearance of the first day. The reason is that all the C-class disciples in the Zongmen have all arrived.

After yesterday's fierce competition, the new disciples who are still present at the moment are only two hundred people. Among them, there are hopes to challenge the old disciples. In fact, they are the new disciples who are ranked within the top 30 of yesterday.

After all, the old disciples are at least a year later than the new disciples. If these new disciples don’t even enter the top 30, they are still trying to challenge the old disciples, but they are obviously humiliating, but always there are always Then a few do not believe in evil, want to try some.

According to Huo Mao, according to the results of the previous years, even the new disciples ranked in the top ten, the challenge of the old disciples is more than lost.

Anyway, this is smaller than the second day, saying that the new disciple can challenge the old disciple, but in fact, there are not many trials in the day, far less intense than the first day and the third day.

Not long after, the day is three.

With a few sizzling sounds, the original vocal squares, after a few quiet breaths, once again became bustling, and the second day of the small ratio was officially opened.