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Text Chapter 33: Organ Puppet

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    The white light lit up, the path became brighter, and a humanoid black shadow slowly started to move. The ground shook with each step.

    Everyone is cowering, hoping to go in later and watch more of the fight between other people and the machine puppets in order to find out what can be exploited.  If you enter first, you will undoubtedly suffer a lot.

    The young Taoist simply clicked his finger and selected ten people to enter.

    "It's this machine puppet. A distant cousin of mine had his arm broken at this level two years ago and was carried home!"

    "Only Wanluo Academy in Qingzhou has the ability to make machine puppets. Otherwise, my father said that I would buy one. The younger members of the clan use it to practice on weekdays. It will not be easy to pass the test!"

    "What a beautiful idea! Let's see how they perform and see if they can rush over."

    After the mechanism puppet is activated, the speed is not slow, and the punch is punched out in a decent manner. Although it is a bit dull, it contains great power and the strong wind is overflowing.

    boom!

    The man crossed his arms to block the punch, and his body was pushed back three steps by the huge force.

    The speed of the machine puppet's fists is astonishing. One step forward, and another punch comes. It is simple and satisfactory, but each punch is powerful and heavy. The punch that combines strength and speed is obviously very uncomfortable for the opponent.

    After a dozen punches, the man's arm dropped with a click, and was violently severed.

    But the machine puppet was still taking action tirelessly. A figure flashed out, grabbed the person, and rushed backwards.

    By the time he was escorted out of the trail, his arms were already at weird twists and turns, and his bones were exposed, making him shudder.

    Many people exclaimed, this test is really dangerous, if you are not careful, you will be seriously injured.

    Jing Shifang turned his eyes and saw a young man in blue entering the passage and running around the machine puppets. There was a strange rhythm between his feet, as if he was being supported by an invisible force, and his footsteps were like wind.

    "Qinggong martial arts? Relying on speed to avoid the machine puppets and rush out of the path is also a way"

    Jing Shifang nodded slightly. Just when he thought this method was good, the machine puppet jumped up suddenly and slapped it hard with a palm. The boy in blue spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

    He still wanted to struggle to crawl, but the academy disciples took action and sent him back directly.

    The machine puppet jumped and was four or five meters away, which made many people who were thinking about passing the level with lightness kung fu feel chilled.  Looking at it like this, unless you are a master of body and martial arts, it will be extremely difficult to pass.

    The first group of ten people were completely wiped out, and not a single one passed the test.

    There was total silence in the venue, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

    The young Taoist waved his hand and named ten people again. This time he also named Feng Yuran among them.

    Feng Yuran walked into the path unhurriedly, facing the fiercely charging machine puppet. His body flashed like a ghost, and his golden and jade-like palms were already attached to the chest of the machine puppet.  As soon as the true energy was spit out, the machine puppet's whole body shook and fell directly to the ground, leaving a pair of clear palm prints on its body structure that was harder than steel plates.

    Feng Qingyun completed all this calmly, and Feng Yuran became the first assessor to step out of the trail.

    "Damn! Just kill the machine puppet!"

    "He is simply not human. He is the same age as me. Why is he so strong!"

    A bright light flashed in Jing Shifang's eyes. Feng Yuran's strength is no less than that of Jing Sichu. Maybe it won't take long to be promoted from an outer disciple to an inner disciple.  The Feng family made this decision and tried to suppress this son. It was definitely a wrong choice.

    After a while, the downed machine puppet stood up staggeringly again. It seemed to have returned to normal, and even the palm prints on its body were slowly fading.

    There are very few arrays that can pass the next array, and one of the groups can be considered good.

    "Next group, ten of you."

    Jing Shifang's heart skipped a beat, it was his turn, and he quickly chose a passage to stand.

    "The Elephant Fist must not be used, and it is best to hide the Yanyun Three Zongsbut the Tiangang Suoyun Hand is enough for me to get through this level!"

    After watching so many rounds, Jing Shifang already knows the advantages and disadvantages of the mechanism puppet very well. It is not afraid of pain, has infinite strength, can jump and pursue, and masters various martial arts, but they are only at the entry level.  Moreover, many martial arts skills obviously require a weapon in hand to be used, and their power is greatly reduced after the weapon is removed.

    The machine puppet he was facing actually stretched out its five fingers and grabbed it on the head, making a roaring sound. Every blow was directed towards the vital part.

    Jing Shifang swayed, dodged the grasp, and punched the machine puppet hard on the waist.

    In his eyes, his martial arts skills were full of flaws. During the exchange of fists and kicks, he had already hit three kicks and five punches.  It's just that the mechanism puppet doesn't sway, so this offensive has no effect on it at all.

    "ha!"

    Jing Shifang roared angrily, shook his arms, and when the machine puppet launched with both hands and opened its center door wide, he launched a move called Double Dragon Shattering Cloud, hitting the machine puppet's chest several times.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!  It was like being struck by an iron plate, and his palms were numb from the shock. Sharp real energy surged out from both palms, and the mechanism puppet finally fell.

    Jing Shifang immediately ran towards the exit. Sure enough, after running a few steps, the machine puppet stood up again, but the distance was enough.  The mechanism puppet jumped twice in a row, but failed to catch up before rushing out of the passage.

    "What a strong resistance! Feng Yuran can beat the machine puppet like that with one blow, it's really amazing!"

    Jing Shifang panted heavily. He only knew how difficult it was when he took it to his own hands. He estimated that he would have to use an elephant punch to achieve that effect.  You know, Feng Yuran acted quite easily and did it with just one blow.

    Looking at the dozen or so people around him, Jing Shifang felt a sense of pride that he, a slave, could reach this stage and stand side by side with the children of these aristocratic families.  He firmly believed that he could steadily improve his strength and one day become an inner disciple.

    "This brother, how do you call me? I live in Langhui, and my father is the guard general of Qingzhou City."

    A tall young man came over and took the initiative to say hello.

    "Jing Shifang."

    "It turns out to be Brother Jing. If we can pass the level of being a puppet, we are basically the outer disciples of Wanluo Academy. We will be brothers from now on. We need to keep in touch and support each other!"

    This guy is good at talking, and he has taken care of the relationships among the outer disciples in advance, Jing Shifang thought secretly.

    Wherever there are people, there will be cliques, strife and attacks, and Wanluo Academy is no exception.  What Lang Hui did was to form a small gang, and he naturally became the initiator and leader of the gang.

    "The guard general of Qingzhou City is a member of the city lord's palace. He is also ranked among the top three official figures in the city. All official soldiers and horses are at his disposal. As the son of the guard general, Lang Hui is probably related to the children of the local wealthy families.  It won¡¯t be good, so you come here to win over someone like me who is clearly not a child of an aristocratic family"

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