The Portal of Wonderland

“Brother Jin, why are you suddenly interested in this Ishima again? He's good, but he can't get into your eyes, can he?” Huo Mao heard Jinhuan say this and asked with a glimmer of pleasure on his face:

“You know what, this man does not appear to reveal the mountain during the week, but I learned that he secretly took the Talent Test of the Spiritual Palace a month ago and actually detected the talent of the magician, which is said to be not low.” Jin Huan's eyes flashed a few times and said slowly in his mouth.

“A magician's gift? ”

Huo Mao was surprised to hear this.

“The matter has not been communicated yet, and other forces are not aware of it, so we should take this opportunity to find a way to pull this person into the pavilion.” Jin Huan's voice sank.

Huo Mao would like to nod his head in haste.

“Fortunately, the few people who know this stone pasture in the door have something to do with our spiritual palace. You have to make this man as good as you can, even if you can't pull him into the palace, you can't let other forces take him away.” Jin Huan thought about it and ordered.

“Yes, please rest assured Brother Jin.” Huo Mao nodded and promised.

Jin Huan nodded and said a few more words and quickly left.

Huo Maumei sent Jinhuan away and relieved his heart. At this moment, the figure of Shi Lian also came out of the valley. He didn't bring anything with him. He just casually mentioned a steel knife in his hand.

Huo Mao's face hurriedly displayed a brilliant smile and greeted him.

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Shortly afterwards, they arrived between the valleys of Mount 11 and Mount 12.

In the shade of the valley's green trees, Heran sits in a huge circular square of forty and fifty acres, above the square, lined with ten platforms.

At this moment, the square is bustling with dense and numb disciples dressed in black, enough for over a thousand people, surrounded by ten podiums, the noise of the hustle and bustle.

Ishima had excellent eyesight and had not yet reached the square, and had seen far away that all ten rings had been contested. On each ring there was a man dressed in a black demon gate costume, embroidered with the word "B” at his cuffs, standing beside him.

These B disciples are obviously the referees of this Little Big!

From time to time, the spectators near the ring shouted, and the whole square was filled with a fiery atmosphere.

Shi Mu was infected by the surrounding atmosphere, and there was some leapfrogging in her heart to try it.

“The small to medium ratio of the door is conducted every three months and is dedicated to our class C disciples, who will not participate in the class A and B disciples. In addition to interacting with each other, the purpose of the competition was mainly to determine the ranking of the C disciples, arguably once a year to warm up before the competition.” Huo Mao said, reaching somewhere in front of him.

Shi Lian looked over along his arm and saw only on the other side of the square a giant black stone tablet dozens of heights, covered with dense and numb silver lettering from top to bottom.

Shi Mu slightly concentrated his gaze, although hundreds of feet apart, he still clearly saw the silver script on the tablet, a person's name.

He suddenly revealed a sense of interest, and for the first time in a few months, he saw the ranking of a class C disciple.

The name on the tablet was silver gleam, and the top name was actually a man named Duan Qianli, and the names were filled with people in turn.

“Brother Shi, can you see the name on the tablet from here?” Huo Mao stared at the tablet and saw God, and said with some surprise.

“I've been eyeing people since I was little, barely recognizing the writing on it, but I can still see it a little closer.” Ishima explained with a smile.

The two men spoke and walked into the square, opening the crowd near the stone tablet under the road of Homo.

It also brings together hundreds of people, many of whom are new disciples who have entered with Ishima.

Ishimae eyebrows picked slightly. Blue Phoenix stood nearby under the crowd of more than a dozen disciples. She looked more confident than before and was sure to reap a lot in the Dragon Club.

Blue Phoenix has long been a figure in the new introductory disciples. From time to time, people near the stone tablet look at this woman and someone whispers.

Shi Mu glanced back and looked at the ranking on the tablet.

“Brother Huo, what kind of man are you in the first place?” Ishima glanced slightly and looked at the name of the most prominent spot on the tablet, suddenly asking.

“Brother Duan? He acted mysteriously and rarely appeared outside. I had not seen him several times, but he had gained strength in the middle of the next day and was said to be a wind sorcerer apprentice.” Huo Mao thought, so he replied.

“Double martial law training!” In Shi Mu Xin Yilin, I didn't realize that the disciple ranked first, similar to myself.

It seems that if the martial arts and techniques are properly applied, the strength should be multiplied.

“Every time Little Bigate arranges for a congenital elder and some B disciples to preside, but the congenial elder does not appear to be present at this moment.” Huo Mao glanced at a tall platform near the stone tablet with a purple vine seat, but it was empty at the moment.

“Brother Huo, I didn't know much about Zongmen Xiaobi's rules shortly before I got started. Can you tell me one or two?” Shi Mu sang for a moment and asked.

“Huh! Of course. Although the number of C disciples is quite large, the old disciples know each other, are not fully confident, and generally do not challenge each other, so most of the rankings are fixed. So the rules are pretty simple. The first day, it's a contest between you new entrants. The next day, the new introductory disciple challenged the old disciple, and the third day, the old disciple challenged each other. Remember, Xiao Bizhong is not limited to magic martial arts, not limited to weapons, except that he cannot harm his life, all means can be used! Overall, the strong are honored!” Huo Mao simply said it over and over again.

“So it is!” Stone pasture nodded.

“It's a small matter, Master Shi doesn't have to be so polite. By the way, I understand that this year, including your disciples, Zongmen recruited four new disciples, about 300 or 400 people, and today's day is mainly about watching your competition.” Huo Mao waved his hand and suddenly thought of something, he added.

Ishimaki glanced at the bottom of the tablet, where hundreds of names were displayed in red font, clearly separated from the silver names on it, and his name was clearly ranked among the last hundred, it seems that these hundred people are the new disciples of their own.

“Brother Shi, although in the next day's contest, once the new disciples have won the old disciples, they can go directly to the top ranking and get a great reward, to be honest, you new disciples have a huge gap in strength and old disciples, and it is still too early to challenge them. Brother Shi is not weak, but be careful during the fight, after all, the green mountain is not worried about firewood burning. If you want to compete for some advantages in Xiaobi, find a way to earn a top rank among the new disciples. Zongmen will have a certain reward for the top 10 new entrants.” Huo Mao spoke with great focus.

“Thanks Brother Huo for pointing it out.” Ishima nodded and arched her hand again.

“Ha ha, Master Shi, don't mention it, it's just some experience talking!” Huo Maohaha laughed.