Drawing the Sword

He actually stole control of my puppet?

How did he do it?

Wolfbane could not believe it.

But reality did not care whether he believed it or not. The next moment, the puppet spun around and threw a punch, striking his Edgeless Arrow head-on. Then, with a sweeping grab, it seized all the arrows.

At the same time, Ning Ye unleashed the Thousand Flowers Sword. Dots of sword blossoms drifted down, every blossom landing upon that Misty Ghost Hand and directly breaking the technique.

Before Wolfbane could react, the Thousand Flowers Sword was already at his throat. "Senior Brother, you've lost."

"What?" Wolfbane had yet to process it when Ning Ye grabbed him and flung him away, tossing him off the battle platform.

Wolfbane still wanted to return, but the Immaculate Realm cultivator waved out a stream of immortal power that caught him. "You have already lost. You may not return."

Wolfbane shouted, "My puppet!"

Fine, he had lost—but the puppet was the crucial thing now!

Compared to the puppet dying, defeat was no longer a problem. Wolfbane had no interest in worrying about that anymore.

Venerable Longbrow looked toward Ning Ye. "Ning Ye, in a fair duel, you are not supposed to seize another's possessions."

Ning Ye casually tossed the Edgeless Arrow back to Wolfbane. "Here, take it back."

"That's not what I mean!" Wolfbane shouted furiously. "My puppet!"

Ning Ye smiled. "Let me play with it for a few days. I'll return it to you afterward."

"No!" Wolfbane shouted.

Ning Ye's face darkened. "Senior Brother, you should think this through. In an arena duel, it is indeed forbidden to seize another's belongings. But if they are destroyed in battle, that does not count as breaking the rules."

As he spoke, he glanced at the puppet.

The puppet moved