On a bluestone platform with a radius of ten feet, a young man wearing a blue-grey robe and soft armor raised his hands and waved them continuously.

In front of him was an eight-foot-tall armored war puppet that looked like it was made of black iron.

The war puppet looks thick and heavy, and every punch and move follows the young man's guidance.

Following his lead, the war puppet quickly punched, hitting the figure in front of him with one punch after another.

This is the puppet master.

Use the power you have cultivated to control the war puppet and control its battle.

The figure opposite the war puppet is a figure wearing black armor, with his head and face covered by armor.

Compared with the war puppet, this figure is more agile.

This is the armor master.

Every punch thrown by the war puppet was blocked by the armor master, and then he struck back.

It's just that the body of the war puppet is thick, and the armor master's punch on its body can only make it shake slightly.

When it comes to boxing, strength, and defense, he is even better at fighting puppets.

But the agility is much different from that of the puppet.

"He Yangsun is going to lose."

In front of Han Muye, an old man in green robes whispered softly.

The old man wore a badge made of black iron on his chest.

This badge is the official puppet master badge.

Second level puppet master.

The two people on the stage are just the apprentice puppet master and the apprentice armor master.

They can only rely on their own strength to support the battle armor and battle puppets, and have no way to mobilize the blessings of the power flowing in the world.

Only true puppet masters and armor masters can have such ability to mobilize the power in the world.

"Bang——"

On the high platform, the black iron war puppet was punched in the chest, his body was shaken, and the movement of the punch slowed down.

The figure in the armor moved, bypassed the war puppet, and stepped behind the war puppet in front of the young man who was urging the war puppet to move.

The young man was already struggling to control the puppets, his head was covered with sweat and his face was pale.

At this time, being invaded by the opponent, his eyes widened and his face was filled with fear.

The man in the armor laughed and punched the young man in the chest.

With this punch, even the black iron war puppet would be shaken, let alone the flesh and blood body of the young man?

Under the stage, many people had expressions of regret on their faces.

Some people even cursed lowly.

The punch was falling, and the young man could no longer resist it.

He crossed his hands, put them on his chest, and shouted loudly.

"Buzz——"

A palm-sized piece of bluish-black armor appeared in front of his arms.

There is a faint silver light on this armor piece, and there are interlaced marks on it.

Looking at this piece of armor, Han Mu's ambition was stirred.

The core piece of Tianhuang-level armor!

"Bang——"

The opponent punched the armor plate, and the armor plate hit the young man's arm, knocking him away and falling off the high platform. The armor plate also fell out of control.

Han Muye reached out and grabbed the armor piece in his hand.

"He Yangsun, if you say you can't do it, you can't do it. Your He family has long since declined and has no place in our Tacheng city." On the stage, a middle-aged man in armor showed his face and shouted coldly.

After he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the war puppet that was no longer moving because no one was controlling it, raised it with one hand, and then slammed it onto the stage.

"Snapped--"

The body of the war puppet was shattered into pieces, and several pieces of broken breastplate were scattered.

Below, He Yangsun, who was struggling to climb up the stage from the ground, threw himself in front of his puppet and stretched out his hand in confusion, not knowing what to do.

"In this gambling match, He Yangsun of the He family lost, and Chen Jinhui of the Cheng family won."

"The three shops on He Changlin Street are owned by the Cheng family."

"The He family only has one shop left in the city, depriving them of the name of the Tacheng family."

"From now on, Hejia's tax rate will be the same as other merchants and will no longer enjoy the 40% discount."

There was a voice on the high platform, and a middle-aged man named Chen Jinhui laughed, took a stack of documents from the old man in white robes who was presiding over the gambling, then cupped his hands around and turned around to leave.

In the audience, someone cursed in a low voice and threw away the paper in his hand.

This scroll is a voucher for betting on He Yang and Sun Sheng.

"Hey, if I had known that Yu Jia and Yu Puppet couldn't practice at the same time, if He Yangsun still wants to practice together, I shouldn't have detained him."

"That is, the last foundation of the He family has been ruined."

He Yangsun on the discussion stage under the stone platform seemed unaware.

He carefully put away his war puppet, held it in both hands, and walked off the stage with difficulty.

The people around the stone platform gradually dispersed.

Only two young men wearing green and gray linen robes met He Yangsun and supported him.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Master, the old lady asked us to take you back."

Two young men came to help He Yangsun, but they were pushed away by He Yangsun.

He Yangsun turned to look at Han Muye, his eyes falling on the armor in his hand.

Looking down at the seriously injured war puppet he was holding, a trace of loneliness flashed in He Yangsun's eyes.

"I'll give you the armor plate. Anyway, I, He Yangsun, don't need it..."

After saying that, He Yangsun turned around, hugged the broken war puppet, and walked forward.

Han Muye looked at the armor plate in his hand, a trace of curiosity flashed across his face, he smiled softly, and a faint halo enveloped the armor plate in his palm.

"Buzz——"

A picture emerged in his mind.

Dozens of war puppets fought in chaos, and dozens of strong men in battle armor exchanged blows.

Each of them is at least the peak of the Immortal Lord, which is equivalent to the level of a ninth-level armor master or a ninth-level puppet master.

Two forces compete for a city and a golden arm in the city.

The arm of the prehistoric war puppet!

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

This armor piece was that of a ninth-level armor master. In the end, he was defeated and killed, and this piece of armor was also taken away.

Also taken away along with the armor piece was the arm of the Ancient War Puppet.

The powerful puppet master who killed this ninth-level armor master was named He Changsheng.

There is no elder in the family of Yunlong City.

Later, this piece of armor changed hands several times, but the He family also disappeared.

Yunlong City disappeared into the endless river of time and became a ruin.

It's the Jade Pottery City.

No one knows that there is an arm of a prehistoric level war puppet hidden in the ruins of the He family compound in this city.

The combat power of the prehistoric level war puppet far exceeds that of the holy level, and it is a god-level existence.

Even when the Galaxy Universe was prosperous, there were not many such powerful god-level armor masters and puppet masters.

In today's galaxy universe, such powerful people no longer exist.

Those ancient war armors and ancient war puppets can only be controlled by a few, dozens, or hundreds of armor masters or puppet masters.

What family?

Isn’t this He Yangsun from the He family?

That part of the war puppet's arm is in the secret place of the He family in Jade City.
To be continued...