Two Celestial Fiend Puppets, each a hundred meters tall, stood in the arena. When Lin Bai and Mo Ling arrived, they happened to see many martial artists locked in fierce battle with the Celestial Fiend Puppets!
Mo Ling led Lin Bai aside and said in a low voice, "The preliminary matches are simple. As long as you can defeat this Celestial Fiend Puppet, you'll qualify for the next round. Once you enter the next round, at dawn tomorrow, many important figures will gather in front of the Dragon Phoenix Pavilion. The martial artists who advance will compete publicly here, and the Dragon Court and Phoenix Pavilion will also settle which is stronger!"
Lin Bai nodded silently as he watched the two martial artists before the Celestial Fiend Puppet unleash every skill in their arsenal, fighting with all their might to defeat it.
Behind the Celestial Fiend Puppet stood several elderly men with one foot in the grave. Their eyes were as sharp as blades as they watched the matches in the arena.
One of them shattered the Celestial Fiend Puppet with a single punch. Though he was panting heavily and his face was pale, a faint smile still appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Good!" One of the old men stepped forward. After asking for his name, he tossed the man a wooden token and whispered something to him. The martial artist thanked him, then turned and left the square.
The other man was not so lucky. The Celestial Fiend Puppet beat him until he was scrambling across the ground. One of the elder judges could no longer bear to watch and sighed helplessly. With a wave of his hand, he made the Celestial Fiend Puppet stop. Having narrowly escaped death, the martial artist nervously clasped his fists toward