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Chapter 2353 Disqualification

When the others were almost done, Zhou Shu stopped.

Looking at the puppet as high as five feet tall, Zhou Shu showed a hint of satisfaction, and a little bit of emotion. He thought that it was such a puppet that had destroyed a main peak of the Ho Yin Sect. Everyone was afraid of it at that time, but now it was within reach.

"If the time is up, if it is not completed, leave immediately."

Flashes of white light flashed, and some people were circulated before they could shout.

There are only more than thirty people left.

Looking at the puppet in front of him, the two golden immortals frowned.

"The mechanical vest, the mechanical waiter, is almost the same. There is also a Vajra puppet that is not good at looking or using, which is hard to judge."

"It's not our judgment, why are we anxious about?"

"That's right, but I really didn't expect that this Puppet Road competition was really proposed by her."

"The Wanhun Sect has also begun to study puppets. Is it a good or a bad thing?"

"Their every move has attracted much attention, but maybe it's just her whim. After all, there is no environment for the growth of the puppet Tao now."

The two of them said a few words, walked towards a quiet room behind the hall together, walked to the door, and said with a respectful expression, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, the competition over there has been completed, so I'm waiting for fellow Daoist to judge the score and decide the ranking."

"I understand, let them show the puppets, and you can maintain order."

A dull voice came out, and the two golden immortals nodded and quickly retreated.

"Now is the time to show off, and show the uses and features of your puppets!"

As the shouts echoed, the hall immediately became lively.

The mechanical kites flew around and visited everywhere. The mechanical waiters walked around, sometimes handing over a cup of fairy tea, sometimes working hard, and there was also a small mechanical dragon, but it couldn't fly up and twisted around the ground, like a reptile.

The golden immortals frowned when they looked at it.

Zhou Shu was standing next to the Vajra puppet and sighed secretly, did the puppet say that it has reached this point?

"Zhou Shu, why don't your King Kong puppet be displayed?"

A majestic shout echoed in the hall. Several true immortals were waving their minds, and even the mechanical kite could not control it and fell from mid-air.

Zhou Shu looked calm, "There is no opponent, I don't know how to show it."

"Oh, is your puppet used for combat?"

The voice rang again, with a hint of sneer.

The contestants all looked at Zhou Shu, all of whom were sarcastic. Everyone knew that combat puppets had no future and were really not useful.

Zhou Shu nodded and said calmly, "Not bad."

"It's really for combat?"

"What did he do? Don't you know that fighting puppets are useless in the fairy world?"

"Unless you have mastered the power of the law, or are very hard-working, you will be a waste."

"I didn't expect that such a person would also practice puppet Taoism, so he was really ashamed to join forces."

"That's right, my brother's machine waiter is very good. I want to buy a few to decorate the cave."

The contestants looked at Zhou Shu with a look of surprise and laughed more.

A Golden Immortal examiner couldn't help it, and stood in the middle of the hall, slowly said, "Since that's the case, then you should treat me as an opponent to show your puppet. I will only deal with it with the state of a scattered immortal."

"Then I'll thank you for your senior."

Zhou Shu raised his hand and took a few steps back.

The ridicule of Jinxian and others aroused Zhou Shu's desire to fight. When he competed with these people, he was really ashamed to join forces. These people were not worthy of practicing the puppet Tao at all and had completely fallen into decline.

The Vajra puppet stood firmly, and the right hand suddenly burst out with light, and the dim hall instantly turned into daylight.

The true immortals looked sideways and suddenly felt that they could not look directly.

The light condensed for about a breath, and the right fist broke out and rushed forward.

The air sizzled and smoke rose everywhere. But it seemed that the distance was not long, but it drew a brilliant arc, just like a shooting star burning to the extreme.

Anyone can see that this blow is definitely extraordinary, but it is not over yet. As soon as the punch flew out, the left arm was raised, the same light, the same flying fist, the same arc, one by one, one by one, rushing towards the Golden Immortal.

Everyone looked at Feiquan, and they were shocked and couldn't even say anything.

The Golden Immortal felt a stagnant and felt a little bitter.

What's going on?

It’s just that the state of a scattered immortal is absolutely impossible to withstand these two flying fists, but if you use the level of a true immortal, the previous words will be in vain. Moreover... it seems that even a true immortal can’t resist these two fists. The immortal power inside is too solid and too solid.

dilemma.

Bang, bang!

I don't know where, a long whip flew out and lightly hit the flying fist.

The flying fist suddenly turned into powder, but the long whip still did not stop and was thrown towards the Vajra puppet.

Bang!

The long whip fell, and the puppets fell apart, divided into millions of pieces, scattered all over the ground.

"Evil and crooked way, expel!"

A crisp shout came from nowhere. A white light flashed in the hall, and Zhou Shu had disappeared and disappeared.

Everything happened very quickly, but after one or two breaths, many people were caught off guard. Even the Golden Immortal was a little stunned. The contestants were stunned, looking at the puppet fragments all over the ground, their eyes straightened.

"Zhou Shu violated the rules and was disqualified. Others continued to show it, just as if nothing happened."

The Golden Immortal calmed down and said a few words in a deep voice, then disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, is it you?"

"This person's puppet path is quite evil and does not meet the requirements. It is better to expel it as soon as possible."

"I understand, Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you need Xinyue City to do something, such as canceling his other qualifications for competitions, or being a city citizen?"

"Need not."

"I understand, then we'll step down."

"You will judge this competition, I'm leaving."

"OK."

When the Golden Immortals returned to the hall, they judged it very boringly. They all knew that there were no talents in it and would not miss anything at all. They were all considered to have taken advantage of these people. In their hearts, the destroyed puppet should be the first. The shadow of the flying fist is still in the sea of ​​consciousness and will not go there for a long time. But since the Wanhun Sect doesn't like it, of course they can't take it. The competition was proposed by her, and the rules are naturally determined by her.

"The disciples of Wanhun Sect seem to hate fighting puppets very much. Are they worried about the development of the puppet path? This time they are deliberately strangling talents?"

"They are the sects that govern the immortal world, don't talk casually."

Zhou Shu, who was rumored to have come out of the hall, walked calmly on the street.

There is no sign of anger or surprise on the calm face, and the whole person is calm and relaxed, and the same is true in his heart.

Although he was unfairly disqualified and destroyed in public, he didn't care. What he cared about was the moment he was spread. At that time, he saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that were very similar to himself, and an extremely gentle and malice look.

What He Taiping said is true.

The moment he looked at each other, he understood something.

Maybe something is about to happen.

The jade plaque sounded, and tomorrow will be another long-lost sword competition.
Chapter completed!
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