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"Okay! In that case, I will show you that it is not only the Martial Saint who can refine the Martial Saint puppet!"
Without saying a word, Mao Feng immediately waved to call Mao Shun and asked Mao Shun to stand on the ring.
Boom!
The powerful aura of the Martial Saint Realm burst out from Mao Shun's body.
"Hiss, it's really a puppet of the Martial Saint!"
"Is this the aura of the Martial Saint Realm? It's so powerful!"
"A puppet master in the Wuzong realm can actually make a puppet in the Martial Saint realm? Where did he steal it from?"
"It must have been stolen. This person has a deer head and rat eyes. He is not a good person at first glance."
The audience closest to the ring couldn't help but start talking at this moment.
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Hearing those comments, Mao Feng widened his eyes angrily and said, "How can you insult someone's innocence?"
Mao Shun is his life-long effort. Before taking part in the competition, he thought that he could be a blockbuster. Mao Feng was so excited that he thought about countless possibilities, but he never thought that he would be ridiculed like this.
"Do you dare to say that you refined this yourself?"
Xing Daonan sneered and said: "Just Wuzong, how much money do you have in your hand? Do you dare to swear to the sky that this puppet has no help from others?"
Mao Feng frowned. He really couldn't make this oath.
If it were yesterday, he would have dared to pat his chest and say that Mao Shun was refined by himself without anyone's help. However, this morning, Lin Chen gave him the Heavenly Skill. Without Lin Chen's help, Mao Shun would never have had it. So powerful now.
"Don't you dare anymore?"
Xing Daonan had a sneer in his eyes and said, "Okay, I see you're not too young anymore, so don't be so vain. Even if you refined it, is that okay?"
"Forget it?"
When Mao Feng heard this, he was almost angry to death. His hands were trembling with anger, and his eye sockets almost burst out of his eyes.
Having been dormant for many years, Mao Feng thought that today was the day when he would burst into fame, but he never expected that it would be the day of humiliation!
"alright."
Liu Qi said calmly: "It's boring to argue with a Wuzong. Everyone, come up and draw lots."
Everyone smiled, nodded, and went to the lottery box to draw lots.
Mao Feng took a deep breath, clenched his fists, suppressed the anger in his heart, and wanted to touch the lottery box.
"Get out of here, you'll be the last to smoke."
Xing Daonan kicked Mao Feng in the body and cursed.
Mao Feng only had a first-level cultivation in the Wuzong realm. He was kicked by Wu Sheng. He flew up in the air and fell heavily to the ground. Qi and blood surged in his chest and abdomen. He almost died from the kick.
"Master!"
Mao Shun quickly helped Mao Feng up, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll fight them!"
"Stop!"
Mao Feng suppressed the blood in his throat, pulled Mao Shun, and said in a deep voice: "Patience, I have been enduring it all my life. When things come to pass, I must endure it. If you want to vent my anger, I will kill all their puppets later." Beat me to pieces!"
"Yes! Master!"
Mao Shun nodded heavily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
In full view of everyone, Mao Feng limped and climbed onto the ring with difficulty. He was already old and skinny, and now his back was even more rickety, which made people feel unbearable.
Snapped!
Qin Zhongling kicked the seat in front of him and said angrily: "These people are going too far!"
"Hold it."
Lin Chen patted the back of Qin Zhongling's hand and said, "Mao Shun will help him vent his bad breath."
Lin Chen has seen this kind of thing a lot.
But seeing a lot of them doesn't mean that he is used to it. At this moment, Lin Chen also felt angry in his heart, but he knew that if he helped Mao Feng to deal with those martial saints, he would certainly be relieved of his hatred.
But it is far less relieved than Mao Feng defeating those martial saints with the puppets he devoted his whole life to making.
"I just discovered that Mao Shun seems to have feelings."
Wen Wuji frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion. Compared with Mao Shun, the other puppets were standing motionless like wooden stakes at this moment. Although they were humanoid, they could be easily distinguished. .
Lin Chen?Yan Yan was startled, and there was doubt in his eyes.
The next moment, Lin Chen's eyes flashed with golden light, and he looked directly at Mao Shun. This look surprised Lin Chen, and his eyes were full of shock.
In the distance, the woman in black noticed the golden light in Lin Chen's eyes.
She also looked at Mao Shun, took a closer look, frowned slightly, and murmured in a low voice: "Interesting."
¡°Miss, what are you talking about that¡¯s interesting?¡±
Another young man came up with a smile on his face.
The woman in black raised her slender jade fingers and flicked her fingertips. In an instant, there was no grass growing in a radius of a hundred meters.
And all of this was taken into consideration by Lin Chen.
He asked Wen Wuji, "Look at the woman in black over there, is there anyone around her?"
Wen Wuji was stunned and looked at Lin Chen doubtfully, but saw Lin Chen raising his finger and pointing to a corner of the auditorium and looked over quickly.
The next moment, he said with a confused look on his face: "Mr. Lin, what are you talking about? There are people sitting over there, and there is no woman in black you mentioned."
"nothing."
Lin Chen smiled slightly and suddenly found it interesting.
However, he also noticed that the woman in black did not kill all the people around her, but used a method to turn those people into smoke and teleport them to other places. It might be in any corner of the venue, or it might be somewhere else. Thousands of miles away.
On the ring, the eleven people including Mao Feng have all drawn lots.
Xing Daonan was puzzled by the long sign in his hand and asked: "Aren't they twelve Martial Saint puppets? Who is the other person?"
"it's me."
Liu Qi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pull out the last lot from the lot box, and said with a smile: "Seniors, I am not talented, and I have been ordered by my father to represent the Yin Yang Sect in the battle."
He glanced at the color of the long sign in his hand. A puppet master in the Martial Saint realm, his face suddenly turned pale.
The others breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed over to Liu Qi with smiles on their faces.
Although Liu Qi is only in the martial arts realm, he is only twenty years old, and his future achievements are limitless. In addition, he is the young master of the Yin Yang Sect, and his status is far more noble than ordinary martial saints. Even if Liu Qi is only the martial arts master now In this situation, these martial saints will also respect him.
Everyone was chatting, but Mao Feng stood quietly aside, alone, holding a long red sign in his hand, looking at Xing Daonan coldly.
"How dare you stare at me."
Xing Daonan shook his head with a smile, pointed at Mao Shun who was standing far away, and said: "The materials used in your puppet are completely incomparable to mine, and my puppet has a middle-grade earth-level technique sealed in it, so its strength is comparable to that of mine." As a strong man of the fourth level of the Martial Saint Realm, what do you think your chances of winning are?"
"Brother Xing, don't mention it. This person's puppet is simply made of excrement. How can he be your opponent?"
"Fortunately, I'm not a red sign."
The martial saints laughed again and again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com