"Elder, you just said that you can wait at most one stick of incense before the battle."

"That's right, in order to avoid any monks being unable to reach due to unexpected circumstances, they can wait up to one stick of incense."

The referee elder took a deep breath. The rules originally created for this reason were actually used by Qin Cheng to refine puppets.

"In one incense stick, I will depend on what tricks you can come up with."

Fan Chun walked off the ring and hummed.

At this time, everyone present had their eyes gathered on Qin Cheng.

The scene was quiet, and only the sound of Qin Cheng constantly knocking on crystals and making parts were heard.

"This is the first time I have seen you build a puppet on the spot."

"The number of parts seems to be quite large. Could it be a top-level fusion puppet?"

"But why didn't you build it before and have to arrange it in front of us now?"

"Anyway, after a while, you will know the reason."

Everyone was also talking in a low voice.

The puppet that Qincheng had shown before was very strong, but now he chose to rebuild it. Could this be stronger?

Gradually, Qin Cheng completed all the components of this strange puppet, and then installed it.

Everyone couldn't help but stand up with expectation.

Just from the components, there is no way to see the true appearance and strength of a puppet. Only after it is completely formed can you make enough judgments.

However, Qin Cheng combined the puppets with his hands flying.

Everyone became even more dull.

In front of Qin Cheng, a puppet that looked crooked and not even very balanced was quickly created.

Even because some parts may be slightly different, it cannot be combined together, Qin Cheng went up and kicked them together.

In the end, this puppet, like a ripped kite, was presented to everyone, like a torn monster.

Tell me, is this thing a puppet?

Everyone was stunned.

I can't feel the aura of this puppet at all, nor the aggressive aura of that powerful puppet. People even think it's hard to say whether this thing can fly.

As for Han Yukai and others, they almost cried.

Brother, you won’t fool me, right?

We delayed for so long and were despised and ridiculed by many monks. So you did this?

"Brother Cheng, otherwise you should use the puppet before." Han Yukai brushed his forehead and said.

Compared to this strange thing, it seems that the previous puppet is more reliable.

"There is no chance. Because some of the two puppets are similar, I took off the original one." Qin Cheng said lightly.

"It's over."

Han Yukai completely fainted.

Now there is no second preparation.

"Time is up, Fellow Daoist Cheng, have you chosen to go on stage?"

At this moment, the referee elder looked at Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng nodded, waved his hand and sent the puppet into the ring, and then he flew onto the ring.

"You can deal with him first and test the details of this puppet."

On the other side, Fan Chun's eyes flashed a few times and looked at the tall and thin monk beside him.

They won two of these three competitions, so both of them can continue to play.

Although Qin Cheng's puppet looks flawless, since he took the risk of choosing to take it out, Fan Chun would not be careless.


Chapter completed!