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Chapter 121: The Technique of Infinite Taunt(1/2)

Yes, An Bulang felt a kind of anger when he looked at the twisted smile of the purple-eyed puppet.

He seemed to feel similar emotions from those green-eyed puppets before.

However, this kind of emotion did not exist in the puppets he had encountered before.

When did it start to change?

An Bulang thought of the puppet he had pinched by the neck and was so humiliated that he wanted to self-destruct, and then thought of the situation where he was suddenly attacked by more than a dozen puppets after walking for less than a minute...

A bold idea.

Suddenly it comes from my heart!

Inside Luoshan.

The golden-clothed instructor Anmu's body twitched slightly.

A hoarse laugh came from the child-like puppet.

"hehe……"

"Hehehe..."

"Trash puppet? Shoddy?"

"You are arrogant even though you have some skills... You really think that I, Anmu, am a vegetarian... If I didn't have an insight into the overall situation and control hundreds of puppets at the same time..."



At this time, An Bulang, who was holding the purple-eyed puppet's neck, suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Huh? This puppet is a little different."

An Bulang's words reached An Mu's ears.

An Mu's soul was slightly focused, as if he was listening.

An Bulang said: "This puppet uses flesh-like craftsmanship, and its movements are more flexible... It's just that the energy flow through the puppet's joints is too rigid, which is a waste of energy, and the fusion and matching of materials are too unreasonable.

When attacking, the power loss is huge...well...it can barely be regarded as high-level garbage."

Dark wood: "..."

Boom!!

The extremely terrifying aura surged like a wave!

Lifting off the puppet boy's golden coat.

"good very good……"

"I will kill you with high-grade garbage!!!"



In the dense forest in the middle of Luoshan Mountain.

An Bulang was holding the purple-eyed puppet's neck with one hand, suppressing the opponent's strength, and talking about his analysis and opinions on the puppet.

Of course, he said those words on purpose!

Yes, he knows that the person controlling the puppet can hear what he says!

This is a conclusion drawn based on various previous signs.

Controlling so many puppets at the same time, one can also clearly perceive various information around individual puppets. It must be said that the person who controls the puppets has two brushes.

But this does not prevent An Bulang from talking about the flaws of the puppet.

This is a rather bold attempt on his part. What he wants is for the person behind the puppet to hear his complaints. Are you not convinced? If not, just control the puppet to beat me!!

Ever since, a strange thing began to happen in the Luoshan area.

The puppets who were fighting various genius monsters suddenly turned around and left without knowing what was going on. Some puppets had even pushed the students to the ground and rubbed them crazily. They actually put down their work and left as soon as they said so.

The students were left looking confused.

"Luoshan Puppet Formation, it seems that the puppets are here and there, but in fact everything has its own rules..." Lin Mengfei, the number one seed of Daohua Sect, walked slowly in the forest, causing ripples of breeze, and her beautiful eyes had countless formations.

Textures flashed.

"The puppets rely on the power of the soul and the energy of the formation to move. So as long as you understand the operation and structure of the formation, you will naturally know where there are puppets and where there are no puppets."

"This is the real solution to the Luoshan Puppet Formation test..." Lin Mengfei raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a victorious smile, and moved her steps lightly, slowly moving forward along the traces she saw in her eyes.

"These traces should be the traces left deliberately by the senior to make it easier for us students to penetrate..."

She looked towards a raised rock in the distance.

"If my prediction is correct, there will be many puppets next to the stone in front!"

Lin Mengfei asserted aloud, then walked to the stone and looked at Lonely.

The cold wind blew her long black hair, but could not remove the confusion on her face.

"Where's this... puppet?"

Lin Mengfei was stunned.

She released all her senses and found that there was no puppet at all!

Could it be that all my previous inferences were wrong?

Lin Mengfei fell into self-doubt.

Beside a river.

Jin Yuexi finally met a purple-eyed puppet, and was just thinking about accepting Little Star happily, but the purple-eyed puppet turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"Hey! Why are you running?!"

Jin Yuexi immediately jumped up to follow.

She could have intercepted the purple-eyed puppet, but its behavior was too strange. She had never encountered a puppet escaping before, which made her curious, so she decided to see where the puppet wanted to escape.

In the Luoshan Mountain shrouded in darkness.

Purple fire suddenly pierced the sky.

The terrifying purple energy explosion flattened the land with a radius of more than ten feet.

The surrounding trees burned because of this explosion. The purple flames could twist and corrode the trees, and finally turned into dark black liquid and evaporated.

A young man in white clothes was wrapped in a pale golden barrier in the center after the explosion. His hands were slightly burnt, and his face had a speechless look.

"Did the madman install self-destruction programs on all the puppets? If they explode if they disagree with each other, is that not fun?"

An Bulang was very depressed. He hadn't put forward enough opinions yet.

I don't know what the effect will be.

Has the big boss hidden behind the scenes been persuaded?

Suddenly, figures tore open the circle of burning woods and appeared in An Bulang's field of vision. Most of them braved the faint green light, but there were also several who braved the dangerous purple light. Dozens of puppets gathered together

His aura was extremely terrifying, and he had a weird or cruel smile on his face, which was particularly eye-catching in the night.

Especially those puppets with dangerous purple eyes, all holding particularly cruel and terrifying weapons in their hands, such as bright double axes, spiral poisonous stingers, blood-stained maces, or sharp weapons.

Blood droplets... anyway, they are the kind of weapons that will hurt like hell if you hit them once.

They all let out ferocious laughter, as if to say: You have been surrounded.

When An Bulang saw this scene, he was not surprised but happy.

Thought: It’s done!

His great taunting technique was successful!

The enemy has been attracted to him, next...

"Nonsense! It's really nonsense!!"

On the top of Luo Mountain, Mo Tu couldn't help but shouted loudly when he saw this scene.

"What is Anmu doing? Surrounding a student with dozens of puppets, isn't this bullying? This is no longer an assessment!!"

Although he felt that An Bulang was a factor that could threaten the success of his bet, he could not see any instructor deliberately targeting a certain student.

This kind of battle is completely forcing a student to be eliminated early!!

"Perhaps it's because An Bulang said something to the puppet that annoyed Instructor Anmu." One instructor said euphemistically and quietly, "After all, when he pinched the puppet's neck just now, he seemed to have said something derogatory to the puppet.

…”

"Can the teacher flip the chessboard if the students are talking nonsense? How can a teacher in gold dress do this with such magnanimity?" Mo Tu glared.

The instructor did not dare to speak when he saw this, and slandered, An Bulang is not scolding you, of course you can be said to be magnanimous...

A large group of terrifying puppets besieged An Bulang at the same time, which attracted the attention of all the instructors present. They all wanted to see how long this monster could last.

"How about we make another bet?" Mo Tu felt that the atmosphere was okay, and suddenly said, "Time is a bit tight, so let's bet on how long An Bulang can last, with one hundred spirit stones for each person? The mentor closest to the time will win."

As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere immediately became heated again.
To be continued...
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