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Chapter 343 Martial Competition (23)

Yunsu walked onto the competition stage calmly, and the audience cheered again. There was nothing he could do about it, his popularity was too high.

Her opponent was a man, estimated to be around 28 or 29 years old. He was wearing a gray short robe and had an ordinary appearance, but his hands were very slender.

"Puppet Gate, He Shu!"

"Shuqimen, Yunsu!"

It turns out that Yunsu's opponents are members of the Puppet Sect. This sect does not have many disciples. Although they often appear in the eyes of practitioners, they rarely fight with others.

The people in the Puppet Sect use puppetry, controlling special paper figures to fight for them, and there are some shadows of spreading beans into soldiers.

"Game start!"

Following the referee's order, He Shu quickly moved his hands towards the pockets hanging on his waist, mumbling something.

More than a dozen small paper figures were clamped in his hands, and then he threw them to the ground, and these paper figures fell to the ground. The strange thing is that they seemed to have souls, and stood up one by one lively.

Then it swelled up in the storm, and after a while it became the same size as a normal person, but there was no expression on the face...

After more than ten paper figures appeared, He Shu did not stop, but continued to take out the paper figures. In just a few seconds, more than fifty paper figures appeared on the competition stage, and they all had a spirit in their bodies.

The other end of the thin thread is connected to He Shu’s Dantian!

Yunsu had also heard about this puppet sect, so he was not very surprised. It was said that their sect leader could control tens of thousands of paper puppets alone, which was very terrifying.

"Dragon Phantom!"

"Tiangang Seven Star Steps!"

Yunsu didn't hesitate, and directly summoned the phantom of the dragon with the Dragon Control Stick, stepping on the Seven Star Steps of Tiangang, and then seven silver-white lightsabers rose up again, constantly hovering in the air.

"Roar……"

The dragon phantom flicked its tail and attacked the paper figures, surrounding them all at once. However, the strange thing was that the paper figures seemed to be unforced and kept floating inside...

"burst!"

He Shu seemed to have expected this. His face was filled with a smile, and then he shook his hands hard and shouted loudly.

The more than fifty paper figures, about one meter six tall, suddenly seemed to have no weight, and then they all stuck to the phantom body of the dragon.

"Boom...Boom..."

The paper figures exploded one after another, and raging fire followed the shock wave of the explosion everywhere. The Shenlong Phantom directly withstood all the energy.

Its body dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and most of its radiant scales dispersed...

This sudden attack made Yunsu feel a little uncomfortable, because he used his energy and spirit to control the Shenlong Phantom, but now he was hit by the backlash.

Yunsu snorted, and then continued to erupt with powerful energy, pouring crazily into the body of Shenlong Phantom, which stopped its fading speed, and then slowly recovered.

"Swish swish..."

At the same time, seven silver-white lightsabers, under the control of Yunsu, flew towards He Shu at high speed and slashed at his body, causing bursts of sound of breaking wind.

When the paper figures in front of him exploded, more than ten paper figures appeared in He Shu's hand. Then he continued to throw them to the ground, and the paper figures rose up in the wind, this time turning into a small giant two meters away.

It seems that this time is different from the previous paper figures. They clearly exude terrifying power.

Seven of the little giants grabbed the flying lightsaber with one hand, and then broke it with force. The lightsaber broke into thousands of pieces, but soon rose up from Yunsu's feet.

"Dragon Breath!"

Yunsu didn't want to waste time. Although the opponent had many and weird attack methods, they were lacking in strength. Even the explosions of more than fifty paper figures could not blow up the Shenlong Phantom.

"Roar!"

Because Yunsu exerted all his energy and energy, the Shenlong phantom had almost recovered at this time. It roared at the sky, and then its mouth suddenly opened wide, like a black hole.

An extremely terrifying energy condensed in his mouth. At this time, more than a dozen little giants had also attacked, punching and kicking the body of Shenlong Phantom, bringing up pieces of light scales...

Ignoring the Shenlong Phantom, they had smashed a huge hole in its tail, and energy was constantly flowing out from there.

"Show you the real power."

Yunsu muttered in a low voice.

As her voice fell, the dragon's phantom's mouth was facing the dozen little giants, and then a large piece of golden light spurted out from its mouth, covering them instantly.

After a while, more than a dozen little giants were like ice meeting fire. They all burned and quickly disappeared. However, the attack of the dragon's breath did not stop, but went directly in the direction of He Shu.

Cover down.

The paper figures were thrown out one after another, but they only blocked the dragon's breath for a moment, and the speed of descent did not slow down after that...

"Whoosh!"

Just when the dragon's breath was only about ten centimeters away from He Shu, several spells came up from under the competition stage, quickly consuming all the energy of the dragon's breath.

Seeing that the referee had taken action, Yunsu recalled Shenlong Phantom and waited for them to announce the result of the game.

In fact, He Shu's defeat was not unjust. Yunsu's Nine-Character Mantra was a powerful and powerful spell that restrained him, so he lost so quickly.

"Shuqimen, Yunsu wins!"

The referee also announced the result at this time.

"I accepted..."

He Shu smiled bitterly and shook his head, then walked off the competition stage.

"Sister Yun is mighty!"

"Sister Yun is domineering!"

Da Zhuang and Ling'er said at the same time, looking like they were flattering.

It seems that those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are dark. Since Ling'er often hangs out with Da Zhuang, she has become more talkative...
Chapter completed!
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