The Portal of Wonderland

Among the more than ten people on the high platform, a red-browed youth came out and bowed to the white-haired old man, and then flew to the ring.

"You, Peng Tao, a deacon in the lower commandment hall, a century-old disciple than the second round of the challenge, will be hosted by me. There are 108 challengers who decided yesterday, and the original 108 disciples will come to power. The red-browed youth announced aloud, and first raised his head to the left to make a request, and then moved his hand to the right.

The voice just fell, with the Qinglan list as the center, and the left and right sides of the huge bluestone platform, respectively, lit up a layer of green and light curtains, dividing the whole platform into three areas, of which the middle area is naturally the largest, occupying the entire ring. Three points.

Shi Mu and others saw each other, and they started from the crowd, flying on the platform, standing on the left side of the Qinglan list, in order of ranking.

On the other side of the ring, there are also several flashes of light.

It was only a moment of effort, and the two ends of the ring, separated by the blue light curtain, had stood up to 108 disciples.

Shi Mu looked at the opposite side, and his eyes first fell on the leftmost figure.

This person has a golden robe and a long face. The surface of the skin is covered with a faint golden yellow color. The figure is thin and straight. It is like a javelin. It is standing upright there, and it is amazing. It seems to be the day. Also draw a hole in general.

"The upper disciple ranked first, Long Zhanye..." Shi Mu's eyes were slightly stunned, and his heart secretly recited one sentence.

This person really got it. With Shi Mu’s current knowledge and eyesight, he did not even wear the other’s cultivation strength. Only intuition told him that this person is very strong and can even be said to be all the opponents he has encountered in the past. The strongest one.

The person next to the dragon battlefield, a blue gown, looks handsome, is the Lingfeng brother who led them 10 years ago, the whole person looks and has not changed much ten years ago, the mouth is still hanging and smiling, let people Looked very comfortable.

The past few people, though different in race, seem to be extraordinary.

He once learned from Qingchangtiankou that those who occupy the top ten disciples of the 100-year-old disciples now occupy at least 30 years in this position, and even some of them occupy the century-old.

Shi Muguang swept a few eyes, and he also had a rough judgment on the strength of these upper disciples.

Among the hundred and eight people on the opposite side, there should be only a small part of the martial arts. The rest of the squadrons except the several squadrons are mostly repaired from the late stage to the peak of the peak. The atmosphere is strange and unpredictable. Secret surgery or the power of blood.

His eyes turned and fell on Liao Yong, the thirty-seventh. The other party happened to have seen it at the moment, and there was a cold smile in his eyes.

Shi Mu smiled and took his eyes back.

While Shimu observes these upper disciples, the rest of the challengers and the people around the lower ring are mostly stalking on these upper disciples. After all, as the leader among the centuries-old disciples, most of them except the ancestral missions, perennial It is not a good thing to close the door. It is usually rare.

Among the above disciples, except for some arrogance, the opponents are not seen in the eyes, and the rest are mostly looking at the challengers, assessing the strength of the other side, and flashing a vigilant color from time to time.

"Well, since both sides have arrived, the second round of the test will be officially started! About the rules of the test, the elders of the previous sorrow have already explained, I will emphasize it again. One hundred and eight challengers, each There is only one chance, you can challenge the upper disciple at will, and the victory can replace its position. But a superior disciple is challenged three times at most, and can not be challenged continuously. You can understand this rule?" said the Redbrow Youth.

"Understand!" Shi Mu and others replied in unison.

"That's good, now I announced that the second round of the challenge, officially started!" Red-browed youth announced that the flying body left the ring and returned to the forefront of the high platform.

The onlookers around the ring were silent, and the scene became quiet.

Shi Mu and other one hundred and eight people did not immediately jump out of the challenge, his eyes once again looked at the opposite side, looking at the opposite disciple, seems to be choosing which one to challenge.

Time passed slowly, and soon after a quarter of an hour, no one jumped out of the challenge.

"In the sixty interest rate, if no one is still challenged, it will be considered that everyone will give up the challenge to the upper disciple, and now it is time to start!" At this time, the voice of the red-browed youth sounded again.

But seeing that he had an hourglass in his hand, he said in his mouth.

In the hourglass, the spun yarn slowly flows down.

"Since everyone is so polite, then let me go first! I want to challenge the 100th-ranked Fang Huifang brother." At this time, a red figure walked out from the left side of the crowd. The shape directly glides through the cyan light curtain and falls in the middle of the ring.

This person is tall and tall, and the body color is red, which is the red scorpion.

At the same time, two other challenged disciples flew out and seemed to want to rush into the ring, but because they were slower than the red scorpion, they were blocked by the blue light curtain in front of them, and they had to turn back.

Under the ring, there was a commotion.

Opposite the right side of the area, walked out of a figure wearing a black armor, wearing a helmet covering the majority of the face, not only can not see the face, even the eyes are dark and black.

The man leaped in the distance, his body straight through the cyan light curtain, and fell heavily, and the whole ring seemed to tremble.

"Challenge me back? Hey, just, the sword in my hand has not seen blood for some days, just take it for you to sacrifice." Two red lights lit up under the dark helmet, and a slightly hoarse male voice came out. It doesn't sound too old.

Fang Hui’s voice just fell, and waved his hand, and there was a black wide-backed sword with a few feet long in the palm. There was a **** flow on it.

"Let's try it!"

The red scorpion eyes slightly stunned, revealing a dignified look. With a wave of his hand, he had a red-red rifle in his hand and a red flame on his face.

Shimu eyes looked at the two people's eyes. From the breath of the two people, they were all peaks in the ground. They seemed to be comparable. The results of the test showed that they both had their own cards.

He turned his eyes and looked in the direction of the gambling game not far away.

At this moment, he is condescending, and the situation of the gambling is unobstructed.

"Come and come, the first test will begin soon, and the red scorpion will return to the top 100 disciples. The bet will be rushed, and the buyer will be ready to leave, and will not be out of date!" Duanmuguang is shouting loudly.

The disciples around him saw the spirits and pressed them on the table.

Shi Mu's eyes and gold light flowed slightly, and suddenly saw the odds of the table at the moment. The red scorpion is a two-for-one, and the square is three for one. It is obvious that the party is more optimistic.

"Before the test begins!" At this moment, in the midair, the red-browed youth sighed low and waved a blue light.

The cyan light curtains on both sides of the platform flickered and condensed into a semi-circular light curtain, which covered the entire platform like an inverted bowl.

Shi Mu quickly regained his gaze.

The red scorpion screamed, and the red-gold flame was shining. The flame burning on the surface of the long gun in his hand also turned into red gold.

A hot heat spread out, even through the blue light curtain, Shi Mu and others can clearly sense it.

But listening to it, the gun in his hand shook, suddenly became blurred, countless burning red golden gunshots emerged, and spurred toward that side.

Every gun is like a red gold fire dragon, whizzing through the air, making an angry snoring, amazing.

Under the turbulence of the air, even the cyan light curtain that shrouded the platform collapsed, and the fire of one shot was so far.

Shi Mu's face changed, and the strength of the red scorpion was no less than that of the day in the Qinglan mystery. I am afraid that in the first round, I still retained my strength.

"It seems that this person is really a thin and thin person." Shi Mu thought so.

At the same time, there was an exclamation under the ring.

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