Standing alone on the stage, looking nervously at the audience, but no one came up to compete.
Zhang Mu couldn't help but murmured: "Uh...what are you doing?"
I saw that the elder in the foundation building stage on the high platform was a little impatient and stood up from the wooden chair.
"What happened to the seventh fighting platform?"
At this time, a weak voice came from the crowd.
"Master...Uncle Master, I abstain."
After Zhang Mu heard this, everyone looked towards the sound.
I saw a disciple who was in the middle stage of training, looking at Zhang Mu with fear on his face, and he had obviously seen the shocking sword strike just now.
Hearing this person's words, the elder in the Foundation Establishment Stage was stunned. But then he said: "Well, the disciples of the Seventh Fighting Stage will win directly."
Zhang Mu was so happy when he heard this that he walked away with his sword in hand, fearing that something might change.
Liu Li and Sun Xiao were both stunned, what is this?
Zhang Mu looked at the two people who were in a daze, wiped his nose, and said with a smile: "What a surprise, I didn't expect it to be so simple."
Liu Li said angrily: "Muzi, did you step on dog shit today?"
"Your uncle, I stepped on dog shit and still can't do it, and the first game is a sword fight?"
When Liu Li heard this, he smiled awkwardly and flashed his folding fan to watch the other disciples compete.
Seeing that it was getting dark, the elders in the foundation-building stage jumped onto the fighting platform.
"The top fifty have been selected today. Let's go back and get ready and be here on time tomorrow." After saying that, he disappeared from the spot in a flash.
Seeing how powerful the elders in the foundation building stage were, Zhang Mu couldn't help clenching his fists and vowed to do what others couldn't do.
Because at this time, I am no longer the coward who just came here. After experiencing so much, I have clearly realized the power of the strong.
He understood that only by climbing to the highest peak could he have the opportunity to return to his previous life, so that he could see his aunt again.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu smiled.
"Hey, Makiko."
"ah..."
Liu Li said in surprise: "I'm leaving, what are you thinking about?"
Zhang Mu nodded and took Liu Li and the others back to the hut.
The four of them discussed for a while, mainly about Lin Han, asking him to give up if he lost.
After the battle with Ba Dao, Zhang Mu was indeed a little tired, and what a wonderful sleep he had.
The next day, Zhang and Mu stood in the crowd, waiting for the elder in the foundation building stage to announce the start.
After waiting for less than half a cup of tea, I saw the elder from yesterday flying onto the stage with his hands behind his back in an extraordinary manner.
"Yesterday's battle, the fifty winning disciples were successfully promoted to inner disciples."
When these words came out, some of the disciples below were happy and some were disappointed.
Zhang Mu and the other two were also very happy. After all, they were still worried about something going wrong after hearing the elder's confirmation with their own ears.
After the disciples below calmed down, the elder said calmly: "The next competition is to compete for the top ten. As long as the disciples can advance to the top ten, each of them will receive a spiritual pill."
Zhang Mu swallowed his saliva and said: "Spiritual Transformation Pill."
"One more thing, that is, the disciples who advance to the top three will get the spiritual weapons refined by the seniors of our sect. Whether you can get them or not depends on your luck."
"What? Spiritual weapon?"
"Damn, I was almost there yesterday, otherwise I would have had a chance to get the spiritual weapon."
"If I pull you down, I won't be afraid of slashing you with my sword."
...
Zhang Mu Tiantian smiled and said: "Su Liu really didn't lie to me."
"Okay, let's start the competition." After saying that, he left the fighting platform and appeared at the wooden chair on the high platform.
Only one person was heard walking up to the high platform, holding a piece of white paper, and said loudly: "Zhang Mu versus Lin Feng. Fighting with the sword..."
Zhang Mu stood on the stage and looked at Lin Feng opposite him, his momentum was no less than his.
"Zhang Mu invited."
After hearing this, Lin Feng said disdainfully: "Huh, opportunistic, that's what rats call it."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mu's eyes turned cold, and an unknown fire rose in his heart.
After hearing Lin Feng's provocation, the disciples in the audience thought that Zhang Mu would draw his sword and go forward. After all, yesterday's victory without a fight had already established a lot of prestige.
Zhang Mu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Lin Feng, do you dare to sign a life and death certificate with me?"
After this sentence came out, the situation immediately became chaotic.
This kind of life-and-death fight is usually not seen. Unless the two sides really hate each other to the extreme, but the two of them just said nothing and thought that this guy is cruel enough and cannot afford to offend him.
Lin Feng was stunned after hearing this, but he couldn't lose face in front of so many opponents.
"Just sign it. If you want to die, who can you blame?"
Zhang Mu didn't look at him. He raised his hands and said to the high platform: "Uncle Master, I want to sign a life and death certificate."
"Have you thought about it?"
The elders are not afraid of anything, it’s just that the fifty people who have been promoted now may be the new generation of rising stars in Qingfeng Valley. Anyone who makes a mistake is also a loss for the valley.
That's why he asked this question.
"Disciple has thought about it."
Lin Feng also cupped his hands and said: "Lin Feng has also thought about it."
The elder nodded, waved his hand and said, "No need to sign, I make the decision. You two have your own destiny in life and death."
After listening to the elder's words, Zhang Mu suddenly pulled out his sword and stabbed Lin Feng at an alarming speed.
Not only was the elder a little surprised by this move, but even the disciples below were a little stunned.
Just as Lin Feng was about to say something to the elder, he saw Zhang Mu rushing over and was shocked.
No matter what happened to Lin Feng, he wanted to maintain his prestige today. It was best to compete directly with the disciple in the Qi refining stage to save himself so much trouble.
The long sword in Zhang Mu's hand was like a snake, piercing Lin Feng's heart rapidly. This was a direct fatal point.
Lin Feng exclaimed and quickly lay down on the ground and rolled out.
Zhang Mu sneered, jumped up and struck with his sword.
Lin Feng didn't bother to stand up anymore, holding the undrawn sword in front of him. Suddenly the scabbard cracked, revealing the long sword inside.
"ah..."
Lin Feng roared angrily and tilted the sword slightly, causing Zhang Mu's long sword to slip down.
Then he turned around, rolled out in a very embarrassed manner, and quickly stood up.
"Damn it, you despicable villain. Let's see how I deal with you." After saying that, he rushed over with a long sword in his hand.
Since Zhang Mu wanted to establish his authority, he had to achieve an astonishing level, and he did not move even when Li Feng stabbed him.
"Ah... Zhang Mu, what are you doing?"
"Yeah, won't you be scared out of your wits?"
...
When Lin Feng's sword was about to strike, Zhang Mu jumped up suddenly and struck his sword with a slash. Li Feng only felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Go to hell."
Zhang Mu twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly jumped out of the battle circle, looking at the furious Li Feng with a playful look on his face.
Shame, this was shame in Li Feng's eyes. It was like a slap in the face. How could he bear it?
"Fuck, I'll fucking kill you."
After seeing Li Feng rushing over, Zhang Mu knew that the excitement was enough, so he jumped out and rushed out.
Before everyone could see clearly, Zhang Mu was already standing next to Li Feng and shouted softly: "Jin Ling, Broken Sword Style"
Li Feng was shocked when he heard this, but before he could make any move, his neck felt cold and he fell down unwillingly.
Zhang Mu ignored it at all, wiped the blood on his face, and got off the fighting platform with the bloody sword hanging low.
Silence, Zhang Mu, the fighting platform, was unexpectedly quiet.
No one could have imagined that Zhang Mu's speed was so amazing. Who among the top 50 was not a strong one? He actually killed Li Feng with one sword.
Zhang Mu also guessed that the power of this sword probably ensured that his prestige would not be reduced.
After getting off the stage, Liu Li looked at Zhang Mu and said, "Why are you so reckless?"
After listening to Liu Li's words, Zhang Mu also knew that he was talking about life and death, and his heart felt warm.
"It's okay, am I not sure I will do this?"
Liu Li nodded helplessly, knowing that Zhang Mu was doing this to establish his authority, so he didn't say anything.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Li and Sun Xiao went to different fighting stages.
Liu Li still maintained his status as a handsome young man. Although it was not easy to win, he still successfully advanced to the top twenty.
Because some people gave up early and stepped down. Now it is not the promotion to the top fifty, but the top twenty. If your opponent abstains, other disciples will take his place.
If this continues, there will only be twenty disciples left in the end.
Looking at Sun Xiaosheng's condition, he still managed to knock the man off the fighting platform with the help of his wind spirit root speed.
Finally, I heard Lin Han's name being called out.
"Xiao Han, if it doesn't work, I'll give up, you know?"
"Yeah." With that said, Lin Han walked onto the stage.
But at this moment, Lin Han's opponent didn't know what happened, and he covered his chest with a look of pain.
At this time, someone who looked like his friend jumped up, supported him and shouted towards the high platform: "Uncle Master, Zhao Lie was injured too seriously yesterday. I'm afraid he can't fight anymore."
The elder nodded and said: "Go down."
The man nodded, supported Zhao Lie and said as he walked: "I told you not to be brave, but you still come."
Zhang Mu saw him and shook his fist at Lin Han on the stage.
Lin Han took a deep breath and nodded heavily to Zhang Mu and the others.
At this time, I heard: "Zhao Lie abstained, Lu Can came to the stage to fight."
Zhang Mu didn't care after hearing this, and when he heard the surrounding disciples talking about it, he couldn't help but feel his heart in his throat.
"No? Did I hear that correctly?"
"That's right, it's Lu Can, the designated number one in the Qi Refining Period."
"Damn it, isn't this bullying? You're already in the Qi refining stage and you're still here."
...
Zhang Mu couldn't help but sucked in the cold air and said: "Hiss~ Lu Can during the Qi refining period."
At this time, a man in white clothes was seen walking not far from Lin Han. There was a slender spiritual sword stuck in his waist. At first glance, it was clear that it was not an ordinary thing, and at the very least it was an imitation spiritual weapon.
"No, Muzi, hurry up and ask Xiao Han to abstain."
Zhang Mu didn't know, so he anxiously shouted: "Xiao Han, abstain."
Although Lin Han didn't know why, he felt a hint of danger in front of this person, so he could only nod his head obediently.
"I...I abstain."
But before the referee could speak, he heard Lu Can sneer and say: "Abstain, take my sword and talk later."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Can rushed towards Lin Han without even seeing his hands moving.
Lin Han was stunned when he saw it. He was still trying to resist. He was probably frightened by Lu Can's speed.
Zhang Mu's face turned red when he saw it. Regardless of the decree not to interfere with the competition on the fighting stage, he yelled angrily and jumped up with his sword in hand.
"Ah...Is this person crazy?"
"He's finished. Isn't this contempt of the law?"
.......
Zhang Mu's speed reached its limit. When Lu Can was about to stab Lin Han, he shouted angrily: "Jin Ling, break..."
But before he could finish speaking, Lu Can sneered. The spiritual sword in his hand quickly turned and stabbed diagonally towards Zhang Mu's face.