At this time, it was finally Xiao Wuji's turn to go on stage. Just now, when other monks were fighting, Xiao Wuji also watched the battle style of those puppets. Their attacks were simple, crude and direct, with a big opening and closing, and there was no fancy at all.

In addition, their defenses are very strong, and ordinary attacks are equivalent to tickling them. Through these observations, Xiao Wuji realized that if he wanted to defeat those puppets, he would either have the strength to crush everything or win in skills.

If the weaknesses of these puppets can be found, the physical energy consumed will be greatly reduced.

At this time, Shen Xinghe, Shang Ziyang, Lin Potian and others did not immediately enter the Xuanming Ruins. They wanted to see how Xiao Wuji performed on the Xuanming Arena.

Xiao Wuji slowly walked onto the Xuanming ring, but no puppets appeared on the ring immediately, because when facing different opponents, those puppets would also measure the strength of the other party, and then dispatch puppets of equal strength. Just when everyone was a little impatient, a puppet of about the size of Xiao Wuji suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of him.

The puppet was covered in black armor and exuded endless murderous aura.

When they saw this scene, the monks around them looked at each other, with a look of confusion on their faces, because before Xiao Wuji, some of the puppets appeared including bronze armor and golden armor, but there were no black armor puppets.

The puppet drawn by Xiao Wuji seems a bit unique.

"I don't know whether the strength of that black-armored puppet is strong or weak."

Just as everyone was talking privately, the black-armored puppet immediately took action and attacked Xiao Wuji.

For a moment, strong winds were generated on the ring, and Xiao Wuji could feel the winds coming to his face, like a wave slamming on his body.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuji clenched his fists and rushed out without showing any weakness.

Dielang Fist! Xiao Wuji took a deep breath, and then he used Dielang Fist. With the use of this boxing technique, waves of waves suddenly sounded on the Xuanming ring. The sounds of waves continued to overlap, and finally formed a huge sound, making the many monks present tense up.

They asked themselves, if they were facing such a powerful attack as Xiao Wuji, they would not know how many moves they could hold on.

However, the strength of that kind of black-armored puppet is also quite good.

He raised his arms to block Xiao Wuji's folding wave fist, but he didn't know that Xiao Wuji's folding wave fist contained forty levels of dark force. The next moment, the dark force burst out in the body of the black-armored puppet, shocking him and retreating in a mess.

However, after the black-armored puppet retreated about ten steps, it stopped completely. He stood on the edge of the ring, with a hint of scarlet color in his eyes. After seeing this scene, Shen Xinghe's pupils shrank slightly.

"I don't know who is stronger than the golden-armored puppet I fought against before?"

Shen Xinghe frowned.

At this time, Shang Ziyang said with a hint of flattery in his voice, "Of course, Senior Brother Shen is stronger. If Senior Brother Shen takes action against the black-armored puppet, he may be able to win within ten moves."

Shen Xinghe frowned and said, "Don't praise me like this, I hate others flattering me."

Seeing that Shen Xinghe's face showed an unhappy look, Shang Ziyang immediately closed his mouth. He didn't want to offend Shen Xinghe for this.

Now Shen Xinghe has become an elder of the outer sect, and his status is not comparable to that of an ordinary disciple. Even with Shang Qingshan's status in Wuxiang Valley, he would not underestimate Shen Xinghe with a huge potential.

At this time, Xiao Wuji and the black-armored puppet had already reached about fifty moves, and the two of them were still in a state of equality.

At this time, Shen Xinghe spoke, "If I read it correctly, the black-armored puppet should have a certain sense, and he should fight back next."

Just as Shen Xinghe expected, a pair of iron armored wings suddenly ejected from behind the black armored puppet. When the wings slowly flapped, they emitted a strong momentum. Then the speed of the black armored puppet suddenly increased! With a rumbling sound, the black armored puppet punched over, and the air was compressed, forming a concave arc. Xiao Wuji's arms blocked in front of him, and was shaken by the strong fist force for several rounds. When it landed on the ground, a trace of blood had already flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Damn guy, he's so powerful!"

Xiao Wuji said in his heart, he was caught off guard just now.

"Does Xiao Wuji fail?"

Hu Ling'er said in her heart.

In her opinion, Xiao Wuji was already very strong. If even Xiao Wuji could not defeat the black-armored puppet, there would probably be few of the monks around him who were opponents of the black-armored puppet.

However, Hu Ling'er's understanding of Xiao Wuji is still too shallow, and Xiao Wuji has never been a person who easily admits defeat.

After taking a deep breath, the seven orifices of Dantian in his body began to circulate, and the vital energy of heaven and earth around him seemed to be pulled and quickly gathered into his body.

In an instant, Xiao Wuji's body seemed to have turned into a vortex of vitality.

"This guy, his momentum is increasing rapidly, and he can borrow the power of the vital energy of the heaven and earth around him."

Shen Xinghe narrowed his eyes and said with a serious expression.

Of course, if his strength reaches the level of Shen Xinghe, he will naturally not be afraid of Xiao Wuji, but he can see from this that Xiao Wuji's potential is very terrible. If he grows up in the future, he may be able to surpass him in ten years or at most twenty years.

As Xiao Wuji's momentum increased, he used another move of the Nine Dragon Wind Thunder Palm. Suddenly, the green vitality condensed into a huge blue dragon palm print, exuding a magnificent sense of oppression, suppressing the black-armored puppet.

The palm hit the body of the black-armored puppet hard, leaving a dent on his body. The palm print was deeply embedded, causing the scarlet light in the puppet of the black-armored puppet to flash again.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Wuji felt that the aura of the black-armored puppet was once again improved! "Can this kind of puppet be said to automatically improve its cultivation?"

Xiao Wuji said in his heart.

If this is true, then Xiao Wuji may have encountered a very difficult enemy...
Chapter completed!