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"Attack the back of one of the puppets with all your might!"
Hong Mo's voice rang in Ning Yue's ears just as he started fighting with the puppets.
Ning Yue did not hesitate even a little when he heard Hong Mo's voice. He immediately wrapped his Yuan Qi around his wrist and threw a backhand punch toward the back of the leftmost puppet.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
However, as Ning Yue attacked the leftmost puppet with all his might, he also punched the other three puppets three times in a row.
These puppets were all at the peak of the Yin-Yang stage. If he ignored the other three puppets, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Has Ning Yue lost his mind? How could he think of fighting four puppets at the same time? "
"Maybe Ning Yue has a trump card."
"Trump card my ass. Four puppets at the peak of the intermediate Yin Yang stage are as strong as a peak of the advanced Yin Yang stage if they go all out!"
When the surrounding warriors saw that Ning Yue attacked the puppets without hesitation and even attacked four puppets at the same time, they did not think that Ning Yue would win.
Although Ning Yue was a core disciple of the Sacred Institute of Danwu College, his cultivation was only at the intermediate Yuan Dan stage. Even a peak of the advanced Yin Yang stage might not be able to fight four puppets at the same time, let alone Ning Yue.
Bang!
The result was not unexpected. When Ning Yue's fist hit the back of the leftmost puppet, the other three puppets took the opportunity to punch him three times in a row.
Although Ning Yue blocked two of the punches, he was still hit in the chest by the third punch. His body fell backward like a kite with a broken string.
"Hahaha! Ning Yue, to think you would have such a day! "
Zhao Kuo could not help but laugh when he saw Ning Yue's miserable state. "I only managed to hold on for a few seconds, but now you can't even hold on for a second … What!"
However, before Zhao Kuo could finish laughing, his eyes widened and he stood rooted to the ground.
Xiu!
Ning Yue had just taken a few steps back when his body abruptly stopped in mid-air. Then, using the force of the void, he shot out.
Chi chi!
What surprised Zhao Kuo the most was that Ning Yue moved so fast that he couldn't even see Ning Yue's figure.
"This is impossible!"
At the side, the eyeballs of the black-robed old man were about to fall out.
Tearing through the void!
Others might think that Ning Yue's speed was faster, but he was different. He could clearly see that Ning Yue wasn't just fast, he was tearing through the void!
Weren't only Yin-Yang Realm martial artists capable of tearing the void?
How was it that Ning Yue was able to tear through space with his mid Primal Core cultivation?
Although Ning Yue only tore open the void for a second, it was enough to astonish the black-clothed old man.
"Ning Yue must die today!"
The black-clothed old man's face darkened and he said viciously, "No matter what, Ning Yue must not be allowed to live until tomorrow."
"There are three minutes left. In three minutes, the Zhang family's patriarch will arrive, and that will be the time of Ning Yue's death."
The black-clothed old man was still very wary of martial artists like Ning Yue who were both talented and powerful.
Now, he was just waiting for the Zhang family's patriarch to arrive so that he could get rid of Ning Yue.
The black-clothed old man was very shrewd. Although he could kill Ning Yue by controlling the four puppets, doing so would undoubtedly push the World Pavilion to the opposite side of Danwu College.
If the Zhang family's patriarch killed Ning Yue, the black-clothed old man would be able to shirk all responsibility.
"Ning Yue's skills should be between the mid-stage and late-stage of the Yin Yang realm." The black-clothed old man observed Ning Yue suspiciously and murmured, "That peak Primordial Core martial artist's skills should be between the late-stage and the peak of the Yin Yang realm. I wonder who will be stronger in a fight between the two of them."
"It's just that I'm destined not to be able to see it. After today, there will be no more Ning Yue in the Great Xia Kingdom!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
At that moment, Ning Yue followed Hong Mo's instructions and sent out four consecutive punches, each of which landed on the back of the puppets.
"Ning Yue, the situation has changed. Retreat quickly!"
Ning Yue had just sent out four punches when Hong Mo's voice rang in his ears, and he sounded slightly anxious.
"What's going on?" Ning Yue's heart tightened as he asked hurriedly.
"It's nothing. Originally, I needed three minutes to control these four puppets. Now, I don't even need a minute."
Hong Mo's voice rang in Ning Yue's ears again.
Upon hearing Hong Mo's words, Ning Yue's face was filled with black lines.
After all this time, that was what was going on! It really gave him a shock.
"You mean to say that you have already controlled four puppets?" Ning Yue was still a little worried as he put on a defensive stance and asked.
"Of course. Don't worry, I'll do it." Hong Mo nodded and said, "The puppets you'll be fighting with later will be controlled by me. You just need to pretend to fight with them."
"Understood."
The corners of Ning Yue's mouth curled up slightly. Then, he stomped on the ground and rushed into the midst of the puppets, fighting with the four puppets.
For a moment, the third level of the World Pavilion, which was not considered too big, was filled with all sorts of spells. Ning Yue and the puppets were fighting intimately.
"First minute."
While Ning Yue and the puppets were fighting intensely, the black-clothed old man was secretly counting the time.
"Second minute."
The Zhang family's patriarch would only need three minutes to arrive. The black-clothed old man was counting the time. When the Zhang family's patriarch arrived, he would control the puppets and launch a powerful attack on Ning Yue!
"Third minute! Time's up! "
Suddenly, the black-clothed old man shouted in a low voice. Then, his soul power surged and he began to control the four puppets to launch a powerful attack on Ning Yue.
Swoosh!
At the same time, an old man wrapped in grey clothes flew out from the entrance of the third level of the World Pavilion and landed in front of the black-clothed old man in the blink of an eye.
"Ning Yue, there are soul power fluctuations. Cooperate with me and pretend to be seriously injured."
As the puppets were completely controlled by Hong Mo, Hong Mo naturally discovered that the black-clothed old man wanted to control the puppets.
Since you want to control the puppets to severely injure Ning Yue, why don't I cooperate with you and act?
With that thought in mind, Hong Mo and Ning Yue did the same.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft …"
The four puppets moved quickly and appeared in front of Ning Yue in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, each of the puppets threw a punch at Ning Yue's heart.
Ning Yue was very cooperative. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood from the four punches!
"Ning Yue!"
Lu Wei did not know what was going on. When she saw that Ning Yue was injured, she immediately shouted.
"Woof, woof."
Furball looked up and saw Ning Yue. He then used his little paw to pat Lu Wei's arm and closed his eyes, falling asleep again.
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Kuo, who was standing next to Ning Yue, was so happy that he jumped up from the ground and shouted, "Great! Ning Yue, you asked for it yourself!
However, Zhao Kuo was too excited and did not realize that his right wrist had not fully recovered.
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