Volume 3: Stormy Chapter 224 Two Puppets and Meeting Master Lu
At this time, on the open ground, Wang Bing looked at Ma Xianhong who was tied up tightly, touched his chin and said, "That's not right, Old Ma! Why did you become so lame?"
"Or have you been slacking off recently? I heard from Bai Ze that you are quite strong!"
“Hehehe…”
Ma Xianhong raised his lips slightly, looked at Wang Bing and said, "Do you think you won?"
Brush! Brush!
Behind Ma Xianhong, two afterimages, one white and one black, suddenly appeared and rushed to Wang Bing at an extremely strange speed, emitting two rays of light...
whoosh!
However, Wang Bing's reaction was not slow either. At the moment when the two rays of light, one black and one white, were about to hit his body, Wang Bing's body trembled slightly, and his figure spread out like ripples, and the two attacks passed directly through his afterimage.
"Is this... puppetry? If I remember correctly , puppetry should be the most commonly used method by Mo Men and Jiyun Society..."
Wang Bing appeared not far away, looking at the two shadows that had just appeared in front of him.
These are two puppets, one black and one white. If Ma Xianhong hadn't summoned them, Wang Bing would have really forgotten that this guy also knows puppetry...
Swish!
As the white puppet twisted its mechanical wrist, a bluish-white light flashed out and cut the vines wrapped around Ma Xianhong into several pieces.
The thief beast behind Ma Xianhong also removed his external armor. Several red lines stretched out from the thief beast and pierced several important acupuncture points on Ma Xianhong's body. A steady stream of Qi energy began to be injected into his body.
After a while, the Qi energy in Ma Xianhong's body, which had been almost consumed, was restored.
Wow!
This stuff is pretty good!
Wang Bing's eyes sparkled. He was initially wondering what this thing was used for, but he didn't expect it to be a mobile fountain that could even provide Qi energy to the operator.
No wonder Ma Xianhong is so confident in mobilizing large amounts of Qi to activate his magic weapons.
So I was prepared...
No wonder Wang Bing felt that the surrounding Qi disappeared as soon as it was released.
but……
Bang!
An extremely huge shock wave burst out from the iron mace in Wang Bing's hand, making a muffled sound in the air, and bombarded towards Ma Xianhong.
However, this time Ma Xianhong did not choose to dodge. The originally pitch-black puppet on his right suddenly ignited with a light yellow flame, and a layer of golden light was cast on its arms, as if a layer of gold foil was pasted on it. It stood in front of Ma Xianhong and directly blocked the attack.
This is……
Ding Liqing’s Vajra Gong?
Ma Xianhong really copied Ding Liqing's ability. Before Wang Bing could make any move, another white puppet leaped deep into the air, and a crack suddenly appeared on its left arm.
Then the entire mechanical arm began to disassemble and assemble like a Transformer, and the entire mechanical arm directly turned into the muzzle of a Gatling gun.
Da da da da da!
A large number of steel balls wrapped in Qi energy were fired from the gun barrel like bullets and headed straight towards Wang Bing.
Painting and calligraphy, the saint of literature!
Swish!
A huge word "守" appeared in front of Wang Bing, blocking the two of them like a shield, and blocking all the steel balls outside. The steel balls hit it, making crisp sounds.
whoosh!
While Wang Bing was blocking the attack, the black puppet did not give Wang Bing a chance to breathe. Its mechanical body bent and rushed towards Wang Bing at an extremely fast speed, pulling his mechanical arm back. A purple Qi force was faintly visible on the mechanical arm, and then it suddenly hit forward.
Bang!
Wang Bing also swung his iron mace. His intuition told him that there was something wrong with this punch. The word "defense" would definitely not be able to stop it...
Snap!
The black puppet slightly raised its arm that was pulled back, and swung it towards the word "守", directly smashing Wang Bing's Wensheng. However, the force of this punch did not seem to decrease, and it still moved forward bravely, heading straight for Wang Bing's chest.
Ma Xianhong, who was standing not far away, just watched all this quietly.
This black puppet was recently refined by him.
Ma Xianhong also equipped the black puppet with three different skills.
Ding Ziheng's ghost step!
Ding Liqing’s Vajra Gong!
And, this last one was the Tongbei Vajra that he found from Tao Shangong and copied from him from Qu Tong!
but……
Wang Bing swung his arm to meet the punch, and a golden light flashed on the iron mace. The iron mace's handle hit the black puppet's arm, and the stalemate lasted for a while...
Snap!
A crack appeared on the black puppet's arm, as if it could not bear the power from Wang Bing's iron mace. After a short stalemate, Wang Bing raised his mouth slightly and exerted force with his arm again.
Bang!
The black puppet's arm was directly removed by Wang Bing's mace, but the black puppet had Ding Ziheng's Ghost Shadow Step after all. After the mechanical right arm was smashed, it flashed and retreated directly to Ma Xianhong's side.
Ma Xianhong took a look at the broken part of the black puppet's arm and frowned.
How did Wang Bing do this?
When refining the black puppet, he used the hardest metals, combined with the Vajra Power...
Logically speaking, no one should be able to smash it. Many people in Yaoxing Society have tried to smash this black puppet head-on, but unfortunately they all ended in failure.
Including Ding Liqing, many people who prefer a tough style particularly like to practice with this puppet.
It can't be broken!
But...how did the king do it?
Subconsciously, Ma Xianhong summoned the white puppet back to his side and looked at Wang Bing with some vigilance.
The degree of danger that Wang Bing felt in his heart also began to slowly increase.
"Speaking of which, this thing should be able to add some human skills, especially the black puppet. I can feel that its body movement should be the Ghost Shadow Step, and the layer of gold foil on its arm... is the Vajra Kung Fu!"
"How did you..."
Ma Xianhong was about to say something, but then he seemed to have thought of something and said in a daze: "I didn't expect that Bai Ze told you all this!"
…
In fact, Wang Bing really wants to tell Ma Xianhong directly that he is Bai Ze's, because he really wants to see what expression Ma Xianhong will have then.
Wang Bing thought and said, "So whose abilities are those on the white one?"
He saw the white puppet holding a Tang sword in its hand, and a thought came to his mind: Could it be that this thing has copied Fu Rong's sword moves?
"What's it to you!"
Swish!
This time, Ma Xianhong took the initiative to take the main attack, while the two puppets, one black and one white, took on the responsibility of assisting.
Faced with Ma Xianhong's sudden attack, Wang Bing's originally raised mouth corners returned to calm, and he also became fully alert.
After all, Ma Xianhong is a guy who possesses the eight unique skills and a hundred refined magic machines.
Wang Bing had never seen what the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements had, so naturally he didn't know if there would be any backup plans.
Just like the technique of Ju Ling Qian Jiang, among the 24 techniques, Wang Bing had barely mastered the 21st technique, and he couldn't even guarantee that he could use it quickly and efficiently.
You can see how difficult this is!
What if, Wang Bing meant what if...
What if this magical machine has some special trick?
So when facing Ma Xianhong's sudden attack, Wang Bing once again covered the surface of the iron mace with Qi energy, and smashed it towards Ma Xianhong's violent figure.
Bang!
Ma Xianhong did not hesitate either. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the iron mace directly. Unfortunately, before he could grab the iron mace, Wang Bing made a feint and kicked Ma Xianhong in the abdomen.
However, with the presence of the Three Treasures Pearls, although Wang Bing's kick was quite powerful, unfortunately it was all borne by the Three Treasures Pearls.
However, Wang Bing also took advantage of this reaction force to retreat backwards and distance himself from Ma Xianhong again.
"Want to refine the iron mace in my hand, Old Ma?"
Wang Bing said: "Next time when you want to do something, don't stare at the goal too much. After all, I am watching you too..."
"cut!"
After Ma Xianhong stood firm, he curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect you even knew this..."
"Shen Ji Bai Lian's transformation and control of objects are top-notch, just like summoning spirits and sending generals..."
The iron mace in Wang Bing's hand once again drew two streams of light in the air, forcing the two puppets, one black and one white, to retreat. He said, "What the spirit-binding and general-sending technique does is to simplify the spirit-binding process, allowing wizards to easily possess a number of elves that most wizards cannot possess in their lifetime."
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be able to control the object in just a few seconds!"
Controlling objects is not an easy task. Haven’t you seen that Jia Zhengyu, who came out of Jiajia Village, became famous just by refining three dragon-pecking spikes?
This is also why Clarinet said that these eight unique skills are a BUG.
Wang pointed to the ground and said, "So, pay attention to your feet!"
!
Ma Xianhong looked down, his eyes widened slightly. At this moment, he was stepping in a ball of ink, which had soaked his ankles.
when!
He knew this move. Wang Bing had used it at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. It was somewhat similar to Zhang Lingyu's Beijing Cangtan, but the abilities were different.
"That's about it. Let's finish it quickly and don't make the brothers outside wait anxiously. If they start fighting, it will be difficult to end it then."
Wang Bing slowly raised his iron mace and said, "So, I'm going to get serious now!"
On the other side, in a villa somewhere in Tianjin.
"Really? You and Mr. Lu are both in the capital?...Yes, yes, I want to visit Mr. Lu tomorrow, can you help me talk to him?" Zhang Chulan said excitedly while holding the phone.
But before he finished speaking, Lu Jin's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Linglong! Who is it?"
"Bi~Chu Lan!"
"What Chu Lan! Why are you calling him so friendly? Don't bother with him. None of them, old or young, are good people in Longhu Mountain! None of them are honest! They are all liars, all liars..."
Lu Jin's voice came from the phone, and it was obvious that the old man was still brooding over what happened on the grassland.
"Linglong! Just tell Mr. Lu... I just came back from Mr. Zhao after dealing with the Longhu Mountain incident. I heard about your situation. It's no big deal. Don't take it to heart..."
But just as Zhang Chulan finished speaking, Lu Jin suddenly said on the phone: "Bi~Zhang Chulan! If you are not afraid that I will kill you, then come on!"
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