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Chapter 198
Shi Mu’s vision flashed . He leant his figure forward, and quickly ran forward .




Suddenly, a shadow flashed before Duan Qian Li’s body . It turned out that the grey-robed old man had appeared in front of him in order to defend him .
"The outcome of the battle has already been decided . So, there’s no need to hit him again," the grey-robed old man looked towards Shi Mu and spoke .
Shi Mu smiled . He then shook the chains in his arm, and the meteoric hammer came revolving and flying backwards . He caught it, and held it in his hand .
The outer corners of the grey-robed old man’s eyes twitched as he looked at the meteoric hammer in Shi Mu’s hand . He then squatted down . After that, he took out a green magic charm, and pasted it on Duan Qian Li’s chest .
A beam of green light came out of it, and covered the wound on Duan Qian Li’s chest . The painful look on Duan Qian Li’s face slowly vanished . He then lay his head on one side, and lost consciousness .
The grey-robed old man waved his hand, and a white light went flying to enter into the stone pillars near the ring .
The white boundary around the ring flashed and disappeared .
"The winner is Shi Mu," the grey-robed old man announced .
Everyone near the ring was silent . They were dumbstruck . But, they issued a sky-shaking scream as they heard the announcement .
Mo Ning’s complexion became ugly; he felt a little embarrassed .
He had predicted a moment ago that Duan Qian Li would win the match . So, the outcome had been very unexpected for him . He didn’t think that Shi Mu would defeat this man in one move . It was a slap on his face .
Bai Shui Xiu shot a glance at Mo Ning . She had a look of mockery in her eyes .
Qian Xiong wrinkled his brows . He looked towards the meteoric hammer in Shi Mu’s hand . But, he didn’t have a scornful look in his eyes .
A few janitor disciples came, and lifted Duan Qian Li who was seriously hurt and unconscious . He had defeated a powerful opponent with his astonishing strength a day ago . Then, he had stood proudly in the ring to enjoy the glory of attention of the huge crowd . He had been high-spirited . But, he hadn’t thought that he would’ve to leave the ring in a similar manner on the next day itself .
Everyone looked towards unconscious Duan Qian Li with pity . But then, they moved their gazes towards Shi Mu .
The Head of Black Demon Sect and elders – sitting on the high platform near the ring – also revealed surprise on their faces .
A strange splendor flickered in Jin Xiao Chai’s eyes as she looked towards Shi Mu . It couldn’t be determined what she was thinking .
"Silence! The ranking of the second-grade disciples is done . Now, the top ten disciples of the second-grade will come over… and challenge the top ten disciples of the first-grade for the competition," the grey-robed old man stood in the middle of the ring and said .




Everyone became silent as soon as they heard this .
Then, they focused their attention on him . The remaining top nine disciples among the second-grade disciples also came out from the crowd .
Shi Mu went down the ring, and stood on the left side of those nine people .
"Brother Shi, congratulations on winning the first rank . "
"Brother Shi is really tremendous . "
Those nine people expressed goodwill towards Shi Mu either by nodding towards him or by showing expression of fondness on their faces .
Shi Mu showed no arrogance . He also nodded towards the nine people, but didn’t say anything .
After that, he looked respectfully towards the top ten core disciples of the first-grade who stood nearby .
He swept his gaze back-and-forth towards those ten people . Finally, his vision fell on Mo Ning’s body .
Mo Ning immediately sensed Shi Mu’s line of sight . So, he also turned to look at him .
The atmosphere fluctuated violently as their eyes met . Mo Ning felt as if his eyes were slightly pricked, and his heart felt a jolt . The outer corner of his eyes slightly trembled .
Shi Mu remained motionless . Then, a curve appeared on the corners of his mouth .
Mo Ning’s heart blazed with fury . An ice-cold look flashed through his eyes as he narrowed them .
"According to the rules, every second-grade disciple has only one chance to challenge a first-grade disciple . Every fight would be an event of life and death . If a person falls on the ground… and can’t fight anymore or opens his mouth to admit his or her defeat… then the opponent can’t kill him or her," the grey-robed old man said with a dull expression .
"Yes…" Shi Mu and the first-grade disciples said in agreement .
"Well, the challenge begins now," the grey-robed old man nodded, and announced in a clear voice .
The common disciples near the ring started to discuss among themselves . Their faces exposed colors of excitement . They started to guess about the person who would be the first one to raise a challenge .
Most of the high ranks of the disciples of the first-grade remained the same in the annual competition every year . In fact, no one even raised a challenge at times . It seemed to be a good idea because there was no one among the second-grade disciples who could win a challenge against the first-grade disciples .
The success rate of such a challenge wasn’t high . But, these fights were extremely wonderful . It was a treat for the eyes of the people watching .




After all, they all were Hou Tian Warriors . So, the competition was extremely beneficial for the practice of these Hou Tian disciples .
A youth with a slender body and messy hair came out from among the top ten disciples of the second-grade . He was holding a dark-red pike in his hand . The pike had charm characters inscribed on its surface . It didn’t seem to be a low-level magic tool .
"I’m Mei Hu… and I want to challenge Brother Qiao… Qiao Zhio of ninth rank," the messy-haired youth said .

Shi Mu noticed that the messy-haired youth was on fifth rank among the second-grade disciples . His aura was steady, but it didn’t seem to be far away from the consummate-level of the Hou Tian realm . His eyes were dark-red in color . They seemed like that because of some kind of blood vessels in his body .
He had challenged Qiao Zhi . He was a short, but strong man . His arms were quite long . They were hanging on his sides, and were almost touching his knees . His palms were also unusual; they looked like palm-leaf fans . It was because of the practice of some kind of boxing technique .
Shi Mu turned his eyes towards Qiao Zhi’s body, and his face exposed a smiling expression . He rested his eyes on him .
Qiao Zhi’s figure flashed and jumped into the ring – like a yellow shadow – as soon as he heard that someone had challenged him . He then turned around, and looked towards the messy-haired youth . He exposed an evil grin on the corner of his mouth .
The complexion of the messy-haired youth sank as he looked at the quick moves of Qiao Zhi .
He had challenged Qiao Zhi because of his small stature . He had thought that he would win the fight quickly . But now, it seemed that he had made a mistake .
However, he couldn’t go back on his challenge . So, he clenched his teeth, and jumped over into the ring .
"The fight begins!" the grey-robed old man shouted . He then turned on the restriction-boundary around the ring .
The messy-haired youth stomped his foot on the ground in the ring, and his body was shot out – like an arrow from a bowstring . He then moved the dark-red pike in his hand several times .
A cold light flashed, and the charm characters on the pike shone . The pike-head immediately got transformed into several dark-red pike-shadows . The shadows directly went towards Qiao Zhi .
Qiao Zhi exposed a sneer on his face . He then shouted, and a burst of chaotic sounds was heard from his body . Then, his body became at least one foot taller . His arms also showed a change, and a blue-veined pattern appeared on them . His palms had also bulged-up to double their original size .
Then, black gloves appeared on his hands out of thin air . They were faintly emitting metallic rays .
Qiao Zhi bombarded his fist with a ‘hu’ sound . A great fist-wind rose-up, and waves of air were issued in the entire ring .
Loud metal clanging sounds were heard as the dark-red spike-shadows scattered . The messy-haired youth retreated a few steps . His complexion looked flushed .
Qiao Zhi was becoming more and more dominant; he wasn’t sparing his opponent . His body transformed into yellow shadows, and went swooping down .




He bombarded his hands with a ‘huhu’ sound at the same time . Two valiant and extremely powerful waves wildly rushed forth .
The messy-haired youth’s complexion changed . He gripped the pike in both his hands, and the dark-red pike got transformed into two short spears .
Then, the two spears turned into two red dragons with a loud sound; they started to dance wildly in the surroundings .
‘Bang! Bang!’ Two loud sounds echoed .
Qiao Zhi made some more moves . The messy-haired youth’s body was sent out flying . The red dragons got defeated in a flash . Then, the two short spears also shook, and went out flying .
The area between the thumb and the forefinger of his hand was split open . Then, his body got knocked against the boundary of the ring . After that, he flipped over, and fell down on the ground . A mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth .
"I… I admit defeat . "
The messy-haired youth looked towards Qiao Zhi; he seemed to be angry with himself . His face exposed frightening expressions . He then said hastily even before he could get-up .
A black fist stopped half-a-foot away from his head .
Qiao Zhi laughed grimly, and took back his fist .
A thunderous sound of applause was heard .
The boundaries around the ring flashed and disappeared . The messy-haired youth had an ashamed look across his face . He collected his broken spears, and jumped down the ring .
Qiao Zhi also turned over, and jumped down the ring . He then walked over and stood in his original place . He felt that it wasn’t worthy to sweep his vision towards the second-grade disciples .
Qiao Zhi’s victory seemed to be clean and nimble . The difference between the strengths of both the sides could be clearly seen . So, the complexion of the top ten disciples of the second-grade changed . They exchanged glances with each other . Nobody dared to step forward to raise a challenge for a while .
A little time passed . Then, a youth in a white robe with a sword on his back slowly came out .
"I’m Yue Zheng . I want to challenge Sister Xu Ling of tenth rank among the first-grade disciples . " The white-robed youth’s eyes flashed . He then said .
Everyone outside of the ring started to discuss in soft voices . This Yue Zheng was on the second position after Shi Mu among the second-grade disciples . But, he was very conservative to challenge the man at tenth rank among the first-grade disciples .
A red-robed girl with ice-cold expressions moved out from the disciples of the first-grade . A long and fiery sword was hung from her waist .
"You want to challenge me . You’re quite courageous," the red-robed woman said in a cold tone as both of them arrived in the ring .
Her body emitted a powerful aura . It was fierce – like intense flames, and was oppressing the aura of the white-robed youth .
The complexion of the white-robed youth changed . He took a deep breath, and his expression became tranquil . He then turned over his hand, and pulled out a white long sword from his back . It was diffusing an ice-cold chillness, and was resisting the fiery aura of the opponent .
The red-robed girl raised her eyebrows, and exposed an astonished look in her eyes .
Both of them shouted loudly at the same time . Then, their figures moved .
Their moves were fast and nimble . Suddenly, several sword-shadows appeared from the white long sword, and went towards the opponent to attack .
‘Bang! Bang! Bang!’
A series of striking sounds were transmitted from the sword with a flickering spark .
Both of them maximized their momentum . The audience could only see series of white shadows and red shadows rolling with a very fast speed . The sword-shadows appeared in the surroundings with cracking sparks from time-to-time . A series of metal clanking sounds could also be heard from time-to-time .
Suddenly, a cold humming sound was transmitted .
Then, the red shadow lights brightened-up – like the regiments of huge and vigorous flames . After that, three thick sword-shadows came out from the flames . They went towards the white shadows to disperse them .
A white silhouette went out flying – like a ball with a blood curdling screech . Then, the white shadow dissipated, and exposed the figure of the white-robed youth .
There was a huge wound on his shoulder; blood was flowing out of his wound . White bones could faintly be seen inside the wound . The sword in his right hand hung softly to his side . His complexion looked ugly .
The red-shadows also dispersed, and exposed the red-robed girl . She had a pale expression on her face .
"If you still want to play… I’m with you," the red-robed girl laughed grimly and said . A red light shone like flames on the red sword in her hand .
"No need . Sister’s strength is formidable . Your Raging Flame Light Diffraction Sword Art is of consummate-level . So, I admit my defeat," the white-robed youth replied .
Two people of the second-grade had got defeated in a row . In fact, one of them ranked second among the second-grade disciples . So, the other second-grade disciples had fell silent .
No one dared to step forward to challenge anyone for a long while .
"According to the rules of the competition, if no one steps forward to challenge anyone… then it means that all the second-grade disciples have given-up . So, let’s move on to the next competition . " The audience had become impatient by now . So, the grey-robed old man spoke as he looked towards Shi Mu . In fact, he had rested his glance on Shi Mu .

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