Chapter 531 Challenge the First

At this moment, Shi Mu heard the wind suddenly.

"Just in time!"

As soon as he shortened his body without saying a word, he felt a cold wind rushing past his head.

It was the mound that appeared behind him at some point, and urged the black figure to strike with a long black scythe.

Seeing Shi Mu dodging, the long black scythe suddenly changed its direction and slashed down from top to bottom.

However, Shi Mu turned a blind eye to it, and swiped the long stick wrapped in Hunyuan True Fire from below obliquely towards a certain place behind him.

"boom!"

With a muffled groan, it was the mound that was directly knocked into mid-air, the blue light on its body trembled wildly, and it almost collapsed.

After the Ruyi stick flew up the mound, it went up and collided with the long black scythe that was less than a foot away from Shi Mu's head.

"boom"

The black long scythe, which was originally imposing like a rainbow, melted away like a cocoon when it touched the Hunyuan real fire rising from the surface of Ruyi stick.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Mu moved the ape to climb up, and quickly sent himself high into the sky, and then swung the long stick in his hand from side to side suddenly, using the move "meteor chasing the moon", and shadows of the stick emerged in a criss-cross pattern, bowing left and right. On the surface of the body, there was a sound of rain hitting plantains.

"Bang"!

After several flashes of blue light frantically surrounding the bodyguard of Li Tuo, he finally couldn't withstand the powerful bombardment and collapsed.

Seeing this, Shi Mu bent back like a strong bow, holding the Ruyi Iron Rod tightly with both hands, swung it out from behind to in front of him, and hit the top of the goshawk with a heavy hit on the mound. center of the abdomen.

This movement is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is done in two or three breaths in one go!

"ah!"

He only heard a scream from the mouth of the Tuo, and there was a sound of bone shattering in his body, his body sank from the abdomen, and he curled up and fell down.

There was a "bang".

He Tuo's body fell heavily on the ground of the ring, the gravel splashed everywhere, blood was vomited wildly from his mouth, and he passed out directly.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, there was a commotion immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the situation changed dramatically. Shi Mu, who had been passively beaten a moment ago, beat his opponent powerlessly in the blink of an eye!

Shi Mu turned over in mid-air, and then landed steadily on the ring not far from the mound, with the golden scales all over his body put away, looking at the motionless mound on the ground with an expressionless face.

The red-browed youth flew down, checked the condition of the mound, and immediately announced the news of Shi Mu's victory.

The hustle and bustle outside the arena became louder, and everyone looked at Shi Mu with different expressions.

Shi Mu cupped his hands towards the red-browed young man, but he didn't take back the Ruyi Iron Rod, he directly put it on his shoulder, and swaggered towards the thirty-seventh station where he was.

Everyone around the arena saw this, and the voices of discussion rose one after another.

Many people thought that Shi Mu deliberately hid his clumsiness before and never revealed his true strength, and some people thought that Shi Mu's strength was actually inferior to that of Yu Tuo, and that his victory in this match was quite a coincidence.

Standing on the stage, Shi Mu felt the gazes cast from all directions, and the arrogance on his face remained unchanged.

There were even malicious eyes from the right, and they stared back directly.

The reason why he acted like this was actually because he had just fought a battle. Although he won, both physical strength and true energy were consumed a lot, and he needed a period of rest and adjustment.

At this moment, Ma Long's excited voice came from his ear:

"Brother Shi, congratulations on winning again!"

"Oh, what are the odds for this match?"

"It's not as high as the previous two games, only one pays two. Now Brother Shi, you have a total of almost 5,400 top-quality spirit stones! By the way, you didn't see the expression on Zhao Chenlei's face when you won just now, more than that!" It won’t be much better if you eat the flies, and those who win the bet with him may have the desire to kill him.”

"I see. Let's call it a day."

"good!"

At the gambling table not far from the ring, Ma Long took the Lingshi bag handed over by Duanmu Guang, with mixed emotions in his heart.

She hesitated this time, and instead of betting more than a thousand top-quality spirit stones that she owned, she only bet two hundred top-quality spirit stones symbolically.

Although he won four hundred spirit stones in the end, for some reason, he felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart at this moment.

On the left side of the arena, Shi Mu had already passed through Caier's field of vision, and saw the scene at the gambling table in his eyes. The corner of his mouth slightly raised an arc, and with a thought, he cut off the sharing.

At the same time, on the high platform, behind the three guardians, an old man with blue hair and white eyebrows stroked his white eyebrows and said:

"The disciple named Shi Mu must have practiced several kinds of body-strengthening exercises, otherwise, with a mere human body, he would not be able to use the Heaven-reaching Stick Technique so skillfully."

"Hehe, looking at these two battles, I seem to be holding back. Maybe we old guys will be able to surprise us later." Another old man with red skin and white beard and hair said so.

...

Shi Mu's behavior before had indeed played a certain deterrent effect. In the next few games, no one challenged him again, allowing him to have a good rest.

Since the following competitions are all competitions between old disciples, both sides of the competition may be quite familiar with their opponents, and it is just a symbolic exchange of ideas, which will immediately reduce the excitement of the competition and the casino business. Get a little chilled out.

Just when the atmosphere at the scene became a little dull, another person stood up from the upper disciple side, which made everyone's eyes shine.

"Disciple Zhao Jian, ranked ninth temporarily, wants to challenge senior brother Long Zhanye who is ranked first!" Zhao Jian said loudly as he stood tall.

"Someone actually challenged Long Zhanye?"

"Hey, this is a good show to watch!"

"Zhao Jian does have some strength, but after winning a few games, do you think he is really invincible?"

The appearance of Zhao Jian made the area around the arena boil like a frying pan.

On the other side of the casino, Duanmu Guang, who presided over the gambling game, was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and shouted excitedly:

"Wonderful start, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, hurry up and place a bet!"

Shi Mu cast his gaze, and saw Long Zhanye, a tall and straight man in a golden robe, stepping out from the leftmost side of the queue and coming to the opposite of Zhao Jian.

"For more than a hundred years, you are the first person who dared to challenge me." Long Zhanye said coldly.

"Then I will be the first person to defeat you in this arena for more than a hundred years." Zhao Jian said lightly.

"Hmph! You're serious, let me teach you your Nine-Turn Mysterious Art!" Long Zhanye said with a cold snort.

After saying a word, the golden light all over his body suddenly brightened, and golden scales the size of a thumbnail rolled out layer by layer, covering him from top to bottom.

The golden scales matched the golden robe on his body very well, coupled with the already hard-to-conceal chill aura on his body, making him look like a golden-armored God of War, majestic and incomparable.

As soon as Jin Lin covered his body, Long Zhanye grasped the void with his right hand, and held a golden dragon head sword in his palm.

I saw him holding the dragon head golden knife with one hand, holding it upright in front of his body, pulling the other hand continuously, pinching a few formulas, chanting a few obscure incantations silently, and then pressing hard on the blade superior.

"Aw..."

A dragon chant sounded, and the light on the golden knife twisted for a while, and the blade lengthened suddenly, turning into a little golden dragon more than six feet long.

But seeing his limbs and golden claws churning in the air, he rushed towards Zhao Jian with billowing clouds.

Seeing this, Zhao Jian's expression didn't change. He neither raised his giant ax to fight, nor backed away, just stood there motionless.

On the left side of the arena, Shi Mu took a closer look and found that Zhao Jian's pupils had turned into an extremely blue color at the moment, and an invisible ripple was rippling in the void in front of his eyes.

The golden long dragon rushed into the invisible ripples, and its body suddenly froze, as if it had been frozen in an instant, hovering in mid-air.

Not only the golden long dragon, but even Long Zhanye behind the golden dragon froze and was frozen in place.

Countless slender white silk threads beside Long Zhanye emerged from the void, winding towards his body.

He only felt waves of invisible pressure coming from his body, but even if he wanted to move his fingers, it became extremely difficult.

Holding an ax in one hand, Zhao Jian stepped forward in one step, as if ignoring the distance, he came directly to the side of the golden dragon.

He glanced sideways at the golden dragon, but didn't make any unnecessary movements. He just took another step forward and came to Long Zhanye's side.

He glanced coldly at Long Zhanye's neck, and then he lifted the purple giant axe and slashed there.

Everyone in the arena saw this scene, they were all shocked, and couldn't help but let out exclamations.

But the red-browed young man stood calmly on the sidelines, not intending to stop him at all.

At this moment, the golden light in Long Zhanye's eyes suddenly brightened. The golden dragon, who was imprisoned in mid-air, suddenly turned his eyes, escaped from the trap, and spit out a golden flame from his mouth, directly attacking Zhao Jian. Heart.

Zhao Jian frowned slightly, and quickly withdrew the hand holding the axe, barely blocking the golden flame, but his body was blown away by the huge impact brought by the golden flame.

Jinlong succeeded in one blow, but he didn't continue to chase, but twisted his body in the air, and charged directly towards Long Zhanye.

At the same time of death, Long Zhanye's body seemed to be on fire, releasing a large swirl of golden light.

The golden dragon roared with its head raised, twisted its body, and rushed straight into the dazzling golden light.

"Boom!"

There was a roar above the arena.

Shi Mu saw that piece of golden light suddenly shook, countless thin white lines broke into countless pieces, and disappeared into the void.

"Aw..."

There was a dragon chant that shook the sky in midair, and everyone saw a huge golden dragon claw covered with golden scales protruding from the surging golden light.

Immediately afterwards, a golden dragon with a length of more than ten feet meandered out of the golden light and hovered in mid-air. (To be continued.)