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Chapter one hundred and ninety-ninth Jinghong knife(2/2)

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the meteorite black knife was deflected a little by the gray light, grazed Mourning's left shoulder, and stabbed on the ring barrier.

A "buzz" sound!

The barrier shook violently, the light flashed wildly for a few times, and almost collapsed, but it still persisted.

The figure of the old man in gray robe appeared, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

The gray light just now was naturally released by him, but he also underestimated the power of the meteorite black knife and almost failed to save Mourning.

"Mour Ning can no longer continue fighting, there is no need to take action anymore," the old man in gray robe said.

Shi Mu raised his eyebrows and nodded.

The old man in gray robe took out a healing talisman, placed it on Mourning's wound, stabilized his injury, and released the barrier near the ring with a wave of his hand.

At the same time, he waved his sleeves, and a strong wind was generated out of thin air, dispersing the fog on the arena, revealing the situation inside.

"Shi Mu succeeded in his challenge and is temporarily ranked first among Grade A disciples!"

As the gray-robed old man finished speaking, the arena immediately began to boil like boiling water, with most people's faces filled with disbelief.

The remaining nine Grade A disciples were also dumbfounded at this time. Mourning's strength was absolutely number one among them. They didn't expect to be defeated so quickly.

In fact, it was clear to onlookers that although the stage was shrouded in clouds and fog, from the onlooker's point of view, apart from the blurred figures, the battle between the two sides could still be basically seen clearly.

It was clear that Mourning had the upper hand just now, using his sword skills to trap Shi Mu. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, a sudden twist of events occurred, and Mourning was defeated. In fact, Shi Mu only used a few moves.

Especially the hammer and knife, clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

On the high platform next to the arena, the leader of the Black Demon Sect and other elders also had shocked expressions on their faces. Those who had previously thought that Shi Mu was a little reckless blushed and were speechless for a long time.

Shi Mu actually defeated the top disciples of Class B and Class A in one day, which was unprecedented in the history of the Black Demon Sect.

Jin Xiaochai looked at Shi Mu on the ring with his wonderful eyes, and then his eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

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Chapter completed!
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