If you are not a true elite, you cannot come to the academy.

It's just that in places like the academy, there are too many strong elites, leaving many people with fewer opportunities to show off.

At this time, the problem was placed in front of them, and many people's eyes shone with light.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After a while, a thin seventh-level weapon refiner stood up, cupped his hands and said: "Brother Han, if you only increase the attack power, you can

Increase the weight of the war puppet's body, but in this way, the body of the war puppet will be much larger."

Increase body size and enhance combat power.

"It doesn't matter, as your body size increases, it will increase." Han Muye waved his hand and replied loudly.

"You can increase the proportion of fine iron on the arms, fists and head of the war puppet." A sturdy sixth-level weapon refiner bravely spoke.

"Okay." Han Muye nodded.

Two suggestions were adopted, and everyone's enthusiasm was ignited.

"You can sacrifice speed and increase strength again."

"It doesn't have to be a humanoid war puppet. You can completely change the shape of the war puppet."

"Long-range attack, there must be long-range attack."

"What will the next wave of alien beasts look like? Can we create targeted war puppets?"

…

Half an hour later, a half-foot-tall war puppet appeared in front of Han Muye, with its entire body made of bluestone and its arms and hands made of blue-black refined iron.

This war puppet has no head and no lower body.

In other words, this war puppet is almost impossible to move.

But the strength of such a war puppet is completely comparable to the seventh-level combat power, and its defensive power is also strong.

"Then, now, let's find a way to increase the combat power by another level." Han Muye raised his hand, and the auras turned into spiritual patterns and fell on the battle puppet.

"This is--"

"Power fusion?"

"Swinging spiritual patterns casually, has Senior Brother Han's weapon refining skills reached the point where he can do whatever he wants?"

Everyone's eyes widened as they saw a few more spiritual patterns appearing on the body of the war puppet.

"Someone should have noticed that this is the spirit pattern of combined strength."

"If we can create ten war puppets, we can increase our combat power by five times."

"If it's twenty, it's ten times the combat power."

A light flashed in Han Muye's eyes. He looked at everyone and raised his hand. The war puppet in front of him was split into thousands of pieces.

"I am dividing the work now. Our goal is to refine the most war puppets before the tide of alien beasts arrives on the seventh day."

"Gao Tianjin, you and Wu Zhuo will refine all the parts of the war puppet fist together."

"Mo Zhenxiao, He Shiyang, you refine the war puppet core."

…

Han Muye continued his instructions one by one, and then turned to look at the somewhat confused puppet masters and armor masters.

"Everyone, whether you can defend this place depends on how much spiritual materials you mine."

If the fighting power is not enough and we cannot defend it, then there is nothing we can do about it.

But if you can't do things like mining spiritual materials well, wouldn't you be worse than the weapon refiners here?

This cannot be said, but it is what everyone thinks.

"Senior Brother Han, don't worry. If I don't have any materials for your weapon refining, I will dismantle the war puppet and give it to you." A big man in black armor shouted and flew towards the cliff below.

Others also smiled and went to the place where bluestone was mined.

Many people on the distant mountains saw this scene and no longer laughed at them as before.

Regardless of whether they are a ragtag group or taking advantage of the loopholes, the trial disciples of the No. 14 Mountain Ridge have defended their territory.

"Brother Jiutian, who is the captain of Mountain No. 14?" Beside Feng Jiutian, an eighth-level armor master wearing black armor asked curiously.

Others also turned to look at Feng Jiutian.

who?

The corners of Feng Jiutian's mouth twitched slightly.

He is someone who even he can't see through and can't afford to offend.

On another mountain ridge, He Yangsun was guiding dozens of war puppets and armors to collide and intersect with each other.

Beside him, dozens of puppet masters and armor masters were running at full strength, showing various formations.

"Senior Brother He, it is said that after guarding the seventh day, you can seize other people's territory."

"You can also annex other people's teams and strengthen yourself."

A female cultivator in blue armor next to He Yangsun had bright eyes and whispered: "If the No. 14 mountain ridge can be defended, the fortifications there can be snatched..."

Before the female cultivator finished speaking, He Yangsun in front turned his head, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Don't try that way."

"You can't afford it."

He Yangsun's voice contained no emotion at all.

The female cultivator was stunned for a moment, confusion flashing across her face.

Can't afford to offend yourself?

He comes from a big city family. Although he is not a direct descendant, he can still be regarded as an elite member of the family.

Senior Brother He has strong cultivation and aloof demeanor, which makes people fascinated at first sight.

But could there be anyone stronger than Senior Brother He on Mountain No. 14?

impossible.

On a mountain ridge farther away, Nalan Moran was surrounded by several eighth-level armor masters and puppet masters.

They all looked at the two mountains ahead.

"Gao Zhengtai and Du Tang will definitely join forces tomorrow to guide the strange beasts to us." A puppet master said with a solemn expression.

"Yes, even if we can hold on tomorrow, they will come to snatch our territory on the eighth day." Another puppet master also said hesitantly.

My captain is not a person who is willing to be inferior to others. When he was in the academy, he often challenged those elites and offended many people.

Now, it's time to pay off the debt.

After hearing what the two said, Nalan Moran laughed, with a look of disdain on his face: "Just a clown."

"Don't worry, I'm not without help."

"Besides-"

Looking towards the direction of Mountain No. 14, Nalan Moran shook his head and said calmly: "I can't be defeated."

He was confident in what he said, but others didn't dare to believe it.

Young Master Nalan has never been timid with his words.

Everyone looked at each other and dispersed to practice attack and defense with all their strength.

"boom--"

In the distant sky, golden halos flashed.

A crack slowly opened.

On the seventh day of the trial, a new wave of alien beasts came.

One by one, the giant black birds with wings spread thirty feet wide, covering the sky and the sun, flew down.

"It's the Black-winged Skylark!"

"The top exotic beast among the seventh-level birds!"

"Escape, can't defend!"

"Be prepared and block the attack. Black-winged Skylark's power sensing is extremely keen and there is no way to escape!"

On various mountains, some collapsed in an instant, while others quickly organized defenses.

He Yangsun's eyes showed fighting intent, and his armor shone with golden light as he flew up.

In the distance, a golden flame rose in Feng Jiutian's hand.

On various mountain ridges, human figures collided with black-winged larks.

The only place that was quiet was Ridge No. 14.
To be continued...