Their strength is about 50-50 equal to that of these two people. If these two people die, they may not survive.

The two of them secretly cursed their bad luck. The puppet refined by Qin Cheng had caused great commotion in the bloody ring that day.

Ever since Jiang Bo summoned a puppet to fight the enemy, four monks had used puppets to fight that day. Except for one who failed due to unlucky reasons and the gap between him and his opponent was too big, the others all won.

They all could see clearly the strength of those puppets. It was equivalent to two against two turning into two against seven. It was a waste of time.

"You weren't so arrogant about killing me just now. Now that you can't beat me, you just want to get through. It's not that easy. The fight is about to begin. Just wait to die!"

Long Ke had a menacing attitude.

"Elder Qu, this is unfair!"

Seeing that he could not escape, the three-eyed monk pointed at Qin Cheng with an ugly expression and shouted at Elder Qu, who was presiding over the bloody competition.

They have been in the Bloody Arena for a long time, and they also know that Elder Qu is not only the referee elder, but also the person in charge of the Bloody Arena.

"This guy has so many puppets. Summoning them is tantamount to cheating. We should follow the rules for spiritual beasts. Otherwise, a monk will have to summon dozens of puppets. How can this be better than a fight?"

The three-eyed monk gritted his teeth and tried desperately.

"Yes, we demand that his qualification to use puppets be revoked."

His partner immediately started shouting too.

Although they felt that the Shadow Palace would never agree, they had to at least give it a try.

"Well, actually what you said makes sense."

"ah?"

Unexpectedly, what shocked the two of them immediately was that when Elder Qu glanced at the two of them, there was actually a brocade book in his hand.

"Fellow Taoists, I have announced a temporary rule. According to the order of the Shadow Palace, the rules of the Bloody Arena will be changed from now on. From now on, no monks will be allowed to continue to use puppets to compete in the arena."

Elder Qu looked at the cultivators in all directions and announced.

Wow!

As soon as Butler Liu said these words, not only the three-eyed cultivator and his partner were dumbfounded, but the entire bloody arena was instantly in an uproar.

"Damn, the rules were changed temporarily. I remember there were no such rules during the day, but the rules were changed as soon as the Kyushu Sword God came on stage."

"It feels like this rule is specially designed for the Kyushu Sword God."

"Haha, this is interesting. Yesterday, the Kyushu Sword God won two games in a row, all thanks to the power of the puppets. Isn't it doomed now?"

"Originally, we relied on puppets to win. There was no such rule before because we did not have decent puppets in Kyushu Continent. Now that we have discovered them, I think this rule is very reasonable."

"I don't care if it makes sense or not. Fellow Taoists, take this opportunity to quickly bet on those two Sanmu people. Without the puppets, the Kyushu Sword God is useless. This is a God-given opportunity for us to make money."

Everyone was talking about it for a while, but without exception, they all felt that Qin Cheng was doomed now.

At the same time, a large number of monks chose to bet on the three eyes, hoping to make a lot of money.

"Hahaha, God help me, Long Ke, who is going to kneel down and beg for mercy for whom now, eh?"

On the ring, the three-eyed monk was so excited that he almost fainted.

It is simply a turning point after the end of the road!

He didn't know why the Shadow Palace chose this time to announce the news, but no matter what hidden secrets he had, losing the puppet, the thing they were most afraid of was gone.

Some people are happy and some are sad.

Long Ke's face instantly turned from joyful to pale.

"Elder Qu, this is wrong. In the past, when the rules were changed, they were notified in advance. Why did we suddenly change our minds when we were already in the arena?" Long Ke said unwillingly.

"This is the requirement of the Shadow Palace. I don't know the reason, but since you have boarded the bloody ring, you must obey the rules of my Shadow Palace." Elder Qu said coldly.

"Also, I remind you not to forget that although you can admit defeat in a two-on-two fight, both of you must surrender at the same time, and I will not intervene until ten breaths have passed."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, please tell me, do you have any other trump cards? What's wrong with you now?"

The more Long Ke listened, the more his heart trembled, and he quickly turned to look at Qin Cheng.

Five puppets cost millions of spirit stones, and how many spirit stones can Qin Cheng accumulate in total at such a young age?

Long Ke felt that apart from puppets, Qincheng didn't have any sharp means.

But when the news came through, Qin Cheng seemed to have been stunned by the news. He stood blankly on the ring and completely ignored Longke's shouts.

"It's over. Fellow Daoist Qin has been scared to death. What will I do now?"

Long Ke was extremely anxious.

I originally thought that by following Qin Cheng, I would gain glory, but in the end, Shadow Palace actually played such a trick.

"You are trying to force us to death. I request that the competition be cancelled."

Long Ke screamed at Elder Qu.

"Don't even think about it. Stop talking nonsense. The competition will begin right away."

Elder Qu smiled coldly and flew out of the arena.

"Haha, Long Ke, you're going to die together with your Taoist friend who is both strong on the outside and good on the other." The three-eyed monk laughed wildly with his partner, feeling that this battle has been won.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, the competition is about to begin, please come to your senses quickly."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Long Ke could only anxiously continue to send messages to Qin Cheng.

On the other side, Qin Cheng was certainly not frightened.

The reason why he ignored Long Ke was because he no longer had time to care about this trivial matter. All his attention had long been on communicating with Taoist Duobao, or on the spiritual water.

"Duobao, are you kidding me?"

At this time, Qin Cheng had a black line on his face.

Because, not long after entering the ring, Qin Cheng quietly took out the porcelain bottle hidden in his sleeve.

If you want to inject the spirit-transforming divine water into the formations under your feet and detect the situation underground in the arena, you must first be prepared.

But then, something happened that left him speechless. The small porcelain bottle could not be opened.

The spirit-transforming divine water is extremely difficult to preserve, and will dissipate quickly once opened. In addition, there are only two drops of this thing, which is extremely precious. Therefore, after Qin Cheng put away the porcelain bottle, he did not try to open it.

He didn't even think about what could go wrong in this place.

The small porcelain bottle used by Duobao to hold the spiritual water is obviously a treasure, but the cork on it cannot be removed no matter what.

"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"

If I can't open the porcelain bottle, how can I use this spiritual water?

You can't smash it in front of everyone, otherwise everyone will see it.

I also asked Duobao whether it was insured before, but the result is still unreliable.

"It shouldn't be. This porcelain bottle of mine is also a treasure. There's no reason why it can't be opened."

Taoist Duobao in the audience was also stunned for a moment. Even he had not expected this situation at all.

"Am I still lying to you?" Qin Cheng said with a black face.
Chapter completed!