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3281 The King of Puppets

Muyan sighed and said: "Ye Liangchen is really not very good at the talents related to the Heyu Ranking, so the points are not high, and there is still a lot of room for transcendence. But you can't even get the top spot on the Heyu Ranking.

That’s enough to prove that Xuanyin Palace is not qualified to have a six-star ranking. Isn’t it?”

“Nonsense!!”

"Damn it, I think this list is obviously fake, right?"

"That's right, I've never heard of Ye Liangchen. If you have the ability, send someone out to compete with us on the spot. If our Xuanyin Palace loses, we will leave on the spot without any hesitation!"

Muyan took the last bite of the fruit with a bang and threw the core into the trash can nearby.

Then he clapped his hands and stood up, with a slight smile on his lips: "This is what I've been waiting for."

"Xiao Qi, let's show these frogs in the well what it means to be a real puppet master!"

Luo Yu, who was squatting by the chair, cleaned his hands and slowly stood up.

The young man has fair skin, handsome features, and when he smiles, he has shallow dimples on his cheeks.

The whole person has a clear and refreshing youthful air.

But a clean boy also represents weakness.

Beitang Yi frowned and said displeasedly: "City Lord Jun, are you kidding me? Do you think such a boy with no hair on his head can beat us in the art of puppetry?"

Regardless of appearance or age, Luo Yu is still less than twenty years old.

It's not like Muyan who has already molded the immortal bones, and ordinary people can no longer use their spiritual consciousness to detect the age of the bones.

That's why Beitang Yi felt that Muyan was playing tricks on them.

"Tsk, won't this little brother still cry when the pain hurts later?"

"Hahaha... Such a novice doesn't even need to take action from you, Senior Brother Yi. We can control a puppet and beat him to the point where he kneels down and begs for mercy."

The disciples of Xuanyin Palace were laughing and joking.

Everyone in Wanjianzhuang took pleasure in the misfortune and fanned the flames.

"Senior Brother Beitang, now you should understand, right? How arrogant and insidious the people of Xiaoyao Sect are."

"If you send such an idiot, even if you lose in the end, if others don't know, they will only say that you are bullying the small."

A disciple of Wanjianzhuang who had a short beard and looked twice as old as Beitang Yi, flatteringly called Beitang Yi his senior brother, "If we don't teach them a lesson, they will think that the reputation of Xuanyin Palace belongs to them."

A shabby little town like this can be trampled on at will!"

Another person from Wanjian Village gave Muyan a lewd look and echoed: "That woman looks young and her cultivation level is not high. How on earth did she become the city lord? Who knows? Such an unknown person

How can a shameless bitch deserve to have such a treasure as the Six-Star Tower?"

"Haha, if Senior Brother Beitang is really interested in her, he can just take her back and be a concubine for fun."

Beitang Yi glared at everyone in Wanjian Sect: "Stop talking nonsense!"

But he didn't say any more, but looked at Luo Yu coldly: "Boy, you'd better get down quickly! Let someone else come up who is really capable."

Luo Yu stretched his body and said slowly: "As for me, I am indeed the worst one in Xiaoyao Sect. If you want to fight with someone more capable, that's fine. Then you have to kill me, the weakest one, first, right?"

You can't even defeat me, but you still want to challenge my senior brother and sister, haha, where is your face?"
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