The Portal of Wonderland

Just as Shi Mu and the Raccoon team weighed each other, the center of the platform lit up a blue light, a green figure appeared in the sky, standing between the two.

“Fighting, only winning and losing, not living and dying! If one party fails to land, its inability to fight again is negative and cannot be deliberately pursued, injuring its life. Those who are consciously defeated can take the initiative to admit defeat. Do you two have any questions about this rule?” Qingguang asked.

“No," replied Shi Mu.

“Hey, hey, no.” The man with the back of his bow looked at Shi Lian and smiled and replied.

“Once the parties have reported each other's names and ethnicities, the fighting may begin.” The green light man said a sentence and then hung up in the air and looked down at them.

“Stone pasture, blue starfish, people.” Shepherd Shi stood tall and said.

“Hey, Blue Starfish? Never heard of it. Another despicable place where birds don't shit!” Bow-back man smiled softly.

Ishima glanced at him, not talking, just lifted her right hand and made a gesture of invitation.

“Yo, this man really doesn't know the thickness of the heavens and the earth, I advise you to give Brother Raccoon a good head and admit to losing.” The young man with the long fox-face beneath the stage clasped his fine voice and shouted at him.

“Raccoon, wind away from the stars, raccoon demons.” The bow-back man glanced at Ishima and said.

“Brother Raccoon, teach him a lesson!” Another demon clan shouted.

Just this shout, all the dozen monster tribes surrounding the field followed.

“Brother Shi, right? As a brother, I advise you, although the rules stipulate that you cannot take your life, but it is not easy to feel injured. If the sea of awareness is damaged again, you will not be compensated.” Raccoon said.

“Do you still want to fight?” The stone pasture is not loud, but it is clearly heard by those present.

“To die! ”

The raccoon drank furiously and suddenly lit a blue light on his body. A giant raccoon in blue armor appeared behind him.

As soon as the law came out, the raccoon squatted down, holding his hands on the ground, lying down like a beast.

“So” sound!

Shi Liam felt only a flower in front of him. He saw the Raccoon's feet slipping and his body lit up. The whole person flew out, and his figure immediately blurred into a blue light shadow.

The raccoon team was extremely fast, and the surrounding airflow spun rapidly, forming a huge tornado in a short while, but only in the blink of an eye, surrounding the stone pasture.

At one time, the air flow on the stage was chaotic and the smoke was rising.

Just around the neighborhood, the audience shook their heads, thinking that the stone pasture was over, and all they heard was a loud bang.

Hurricane Tornado, which was originally a powerful tornado, suddenly swayed, reflecting a huge red fist.

Only the red fist suddenly crashed into the inner wall of the hurricane, and the green light flashed in the hurricane, suddenly exploding.

The chaotic airflow scattered, and a figure flied out of it, falling heavily under the stage.

The original giant tornado has vanished from sight, while Ishima still stands as if it had never moved.

When the crowd under the stage panicked, they hurriedly looked down towards the stage and saw that Raccoon Wood's original bow seemed to have been pulled straight, his body twitched twice and he stopped moving.

“How... how is that possible? How can a neighborhood be so powerful?” Under the stage, a grey-skinned demon tribe is incredible.

“Just one punch…” The young fox-faced man was also stunned to speak.

The rest of the demonic tribes that surround them are also full of disbelief.

“Bad, Raccoon brother he... he's dead.” At this moment, suddenly someone shouted.

“This people... Murder against the rules!” Yet another shout.

Ishima's gaze was faint, but there was no slight change on her face.

The green light figure fell from mid-air, came to the raccoon's side, reached over his forehead and probed.

“He is not dead, he is only seriously injured, his skeleton is broken, and Minghai is also subjected to some oscillations to get into a deep coma, which will take at least six months to get better.” Green Light Man said.

When the people around them heard this, they suddenly sucked in a cold breath of air and looked at Ishima differently. They dared not take it lightly.

“Ishima wins!” The Blue Light Man announced.

Shi Lian heard that he arched his hand towards the Green Light Man and then walked down the stage towards the other place.

Shi Mu intends to take a look at other people's battles some time before Qinglan's next competition is divided.

Without taking two steps, he heard a fierce thrill around the front stage.

He slowly approached, and found that Zhao Yan was fighting against people. The inside and outside three layers were full of people, more than his previous spectators.

After watching for a while, Shi Mu found that the one who fought Zhao Xiao was an old disciple with strong strength. A large knife and spiritual instrument made him very skilled, but under Zhao Xiao's continuous punch, he was only able to resist, but he had no power to fight back.

“Brother Shi.” At this moment, behind the shepherd, a sudden call sounded.

Shi Mu looked back and saw Qing Changtian and Qing Zizi walking shoulder to shoulder. It seemed that the two had just entered the door unpleasant, and now the smoke seemed to have dissipated.

After greeting them, the three of them looked at the stage.

“With that Zhao boy's strength, how come it's not over yet?” Asked the redneck.

“He was ranked here in the second race against an old disciple of the late ranks.” Shi Liam said.

“So that's how it is.” Said the redneck.

“Brother Shi, how are you at war?” Qing Changtian asked.

“If you win, both of you must win.” Shi Liam Dao.

“Ha ha, sure, lucky winner.” Qing Changtian said with a laugh.

At this point, another round of praise sounded at the stage.

Shi Mu looked up and saw that the green light on Zhao Yan's left hand had just gone away, while the old disciple who opposed him had fallen to the edge of the ring, looking careless.

Zhao Yu won without suspense. The surrounding crowd began to disperse. Shi Mu greeted the two and left.

……

In the period that followed, Ishima fought two more consecutive battles.

All he encountered were demonic disciples with excellent defense, one of whom bore the blood of a mammoth giant elephant, while the other could summon the giant rhinoceros of a claw, and his strength reached the late stage.

However, Ishima was amazingly powerful, and her arms weighed more than 10,000 kg under Xuan Gong's quenching, making her indestructible.

The two proud defenses in front of Ishima, like paper paste, were broken under their three fists and easily won, making the crowd impressed by the new and old disciples.

Of course, Zhao Ying is the most remarkable number of battles, all encountered are powerful old disciples, but no one can its sharp, or even force him to produce nine turns of Xuan Gong.

As for Ziling, Qing Changtian, Qi Zizi, Jiangshui Shui, Lu Jing, Wu brothers and others who ranked high in the introductory trial, they also maintained their winning streak and began to show off in this big competition.

……

The elimination of the trial lasted several days in a row due to the large number of sessions.

Last day, stage seven.

Shi Mu attacked Qingcai, standing tall, looking at the person standing opposite him, the corner of his mouth slightly curved a smile, said:

“Good to meet you, Lu Daoyou. ”

The man who stood opposite him attacked the green robe and covered himself with green cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes of God, staring angrily at Ishima, not Lu Jing, but who else could it be?

“Last time you ran away, this time your luck will come to an end!” Lu Jing said.

“I think Lu Daoyou's luck is not very good when he meets me.” Shepherd Shi said.

“Then try it.” Lu Jingdao shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, a large green mist burst around Lu Jing, sweeping like a wave towards the stone pasture.

“Hooray."

Shi Mu's whole body was surrounded by flames of bears, as if wearing a flaming armor.

When he saw the rolling green mist, which covered the red flame of the stone pasture, he blinked and burned into a white smoke, which broke apart.

“Humph!”

Lu Jing saw this, snorted coldly, his body lit a green light, and the fog behind him immediately boiled like a boil, violently aroused.

A moment later, the green mist rose to a height of more than ten, turning into a Green Armor soldier with a giant axe in his hand.

The green armored soldier roared silently in the sky, and then threw an axe at the stone herd.

Instead, Shi Lian did not step back and threw up, leaving a little black stick in his mouth.

As soon as the little stick entered the hands of the stone herders, it grew tens of times bigger and turned into a black long stick with a thick arm.

Shi Lian shook the stick with both hands and lifted it over his head, blocking it towards the green axe.

“Boo!”

A fierce collision sounded, his hands trembled and his knees slightly bent, blocking the axe back.

He then retracted a few steps and put the Ruyi Iron Stick a little further in front of him. The flame on his wrist slowly circled the stick and wrapped the long stick in its entirety a moment later.

Immediately afterwards, Ishima leaped forward, causing a blow to ape climbing, the entire person instantly climbed to dozens of heights.

Seeing the stone pasture as a flaming demon, his figure bent backwards like a bow in high altitude, accumulating all his strength, his hands gripping the stick body, from behind him to in front of him, waved down sharply, the momentum is amazing.

Lu Jing was shocked when he saw that the law in his hand was overwhelming. The huge axe in the hand of the law was bright and green, chopped from the bottom to the top towards the stone pasture.

“Boom!”

A fierce thunderstorm sounded, and the thick green mist on the platform suddenly spread, leaving countless pieces of rubble smoke empty.

Seeing Ishima's long stick of flame had broken Lu Jing's giant axe and smashed his whole man into the ground with a stick.

A moment later, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the crowd surrounded discovered with surprise that the center of the acting platform below had fallen into a deep pit.

And Lu Jing, dressed in a deep pit with a faint breath.

Shi Lian landed on the edge of the deep pit, single-handedly pointing a stick at Lu Jing, his eyebrows glanced down at Lu Jing. That look was like asking “Do you dislike your clothes?”.

At this time, the green cloth on the scene of Lu had broken apart, revealing a face full of poisonous sores, looking at the eyes of the stone pasture full of gray colors, without the glow of the past.