"I have heard of the Imperial Pivot Pavilion." Ling Shuyao lowered his voice, "Although it is only a medium-sized sect, there is indeed some legacy of the Spirit Pivot Sect in Puppet Technique. Imperial Dao Arts Workshop has also purchased several specially-made training puppets from them. Since they insist on not letting go, instead of continuing the stalemate, it is better to think of a solution acceptable to both parties."
Qin Tiexin nodded. Although the attitude of the seven people in front of them was polite, the formation has not been withdrawn, and the ambush plan is still hidden. If they really want to take action, the seven Foundation Establishment Late Stage on the opposite side cooperate with each other tacitly, and there are puppets to assist in the fight. It is not easy to escape unscathed. Moreover, it has been a long time since they came here, and Lin Chuan and others may come out at any time. It would be detrimental to delay for too long.
The three of them discussed in low voices for a moment and then walked back to the field.
Liu Suifeng was the first to speak, "Fellow Daoist Meng, if you let us leave like this, your sect must be unwilling to do so; but if we sell the proceeds to your sect, we may not be willing to do it. If we have a fight here and harm the peace, we will easily be made into a bastard. I have an idea, I wonder if you, Daoist friend Meng, would like to hear it?"
"Fellow Daoist Liu, it's okay to say so."
"One on one, no restrictions on the method, only those who can fight will fight." Liu Suifeng's voice was unhurried and unhurried, "If we lose, all the proceeds from the treasure house will go to your sect; if we win by luck, your sect will let us go without entanglement or obstruction."
Meng Qingchen pondered for a while, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
His eyes slowly swept over the three of them, pausing for a moment each on the array disk in Liu Suifeng's hand and the puppet next to Ling Shuyao, and finally landed on Qin Tiexin.
Liu Suifeng is good at formations, and Ling Shuyao is not famous for fighting skills. Come to think of it, this person is going to fight. Although this person Qi and Blood is plump and tall, he is missing an arm after all, which will definitely have a big impact on his combat effectiveness.
What's more, he has a trump card here. Thinking of this, Meng Qingchen glanced back, his eyes fell on a thin monk behind him, and he quickly turned back.
"Okay. The outcome will be determined by one game, not limited to the method." Meng Qingchen nodded, and then added, "If we lose, Imperial Pivot Pavilion will apologize and leave, and give another Middle-Grade Law Artifact as an apology. If we are lucky enough to win, we will not take it for nothing. I hope that the three of you can transfer the proceeds from the treasure house to me at a fair price."
Both parties agreed and the venue was cleared.
The open space in front of the stone house is not regular, but it is open. The scattered gravel and the remaining wall form a natural separation between the east and west sides. Imperial Pivot Pavilion's people retreated behind the rubble pile on the east side, while Liu Suifeng and Ling Shuyao stood next to the remaining wall on the west side, leaving enough distance between each other.
Qin Tiexin held the Zen staff in his left hand and walked towards the field. The diamond cone at the end of the staff dragged on the ground, leaving a scratch mark. He stood about ten feet away from the opponent's array, the Zen staff paused beside him, and the end of the staff was three inches into the ground.
"Here comes the poor monk."
Liu Suifeng leaned against the remaining wall, tapped his fingers twice on the edge of the array plate, lowered his voice and said to Ling Shuyao, "Meng Qingchen is Foundation Establishment Peak Stage, one level higher than the master, but when he was trapped by the quicksand just now, his spiritual power reaction was of a wooden nature, and he should not be majoring in attack type. As long as the master sticks close to him, don't give him time to control the puppet-"
Liu Suifeng stopped mid-sentence.
Because Meng Qingchen did not play, he took a step back, turned his head and shouted a name to the team behind him.
"Qingxin."
Imperial Pivot Pavilion's disciples separated to the left and right to make way for a young monk standing in the last row.
This man was wearing the same dark blue sect uniform. He was thin and fair-skinned. He looked to be in his early twenties and was the least conspicuous among the seven. He had been standing in the back row during the ambush, and Qin Tiexin didn't even notice his presence.
"Yes." The voice was also very thin, like a weak scholar.
He walked unhurriedly to the court and stood about fifteen feet opposite Qin Tiexin. The distance between the two was farther than usual. His steps were very light, and there was almost no dust when he landed on the ground.
Meng Qingxin saluted Qin Tiexin with his face slightly red. After Qin Tiexin returned the salute with one hand, he watched him slowly take out something from Storage Bag.
It's not a puppet, it's a palm-sized dark blue formation disk.
He pressed the array disk onto the ground, and a circle of dark blue spiritual light lit up on the surface of the array disk. The spiritual light spread outward from the bottom of the array disk, spreading out on the ground to form a circular array pattern about two feet in diameter.
"Is this a space formation?" Liu Suifeng frowned.
This is a very difficult formation pattern, but its function is very simple. It can only be used to save things. The advantage is that it can be retrieved faster and has user restrictions. It is not like Storage Bag, which can be opened at will if someone takes it away.
Generally speaking, only extremely precious things will be preserved in the space array. A Puppet Master, what is worth preserving so solemnly?
Liu Suifeng's question was quickly answered, as a thick light pillar floated in the center of the formation. The light pillar rapidly expanded and solidified, gradually revealing the texture and outline of the metal.
After a few breaths, a two-foot-tall giant puppet stood in the center of the field.
The whole body of the puppet is dark gray, covered with Heaviness's metal deck, and the surface of the deck is engraved with dense defense Spirit Rune. The structure of its arms is different from any puppet seen before. The left hand is a chain hammer, the hammer head is covered with sharp thorns, and the chain The strips are made up of dozens of precise gear rings; the right hand is a thick and heavy shield, with three overlapping protection Spirit Rune embedded on the shield. The lower limbs are thick, and the gear structure of the knee joints is more sophisticated than those of the five guardian puppets. A circle of stabilizing patterns is embedded in the soles of the feet, firmly holding on to the ground.
Qin Tiexin used Spirit Material Sense to sweep over. In a place where Heavenly South Domain was so short of spiritual materials, the spiritual material ratio of this puppet actually reached an astonishing 30%. You know, even the spiritual material content of the puppets in the treasure house was only about 20%.
The bottom of the chest armor is covered with layers of buffers Spirit Rune and protective arrays, but there is a cavity where the heart is.
"Imperial Pivot Pavilion, Meng Qingxin, please enlighten me."
"Zhaoming Temple, Mingjue, please enlighten me."
The young monk tapped his toes on the ground, and like a dexterous ape, he turned over and landed on the puppet's palm. He clasped four extremely thin spiritual power control threads in each hand, stepped on the grooves of the puppet's shoulders, and stood firmly on the puppet's chest.
The puppet giant's breastplate opened from the inside, and a Heaviness metal door panel slowly lowered. Qingxin flashed back and retracted into the control cabin behind the breastplate. The deck closed again with a dull metal collision sound, completely sealing him inside.
Liu Suifeng The formation plate in his hand almost slipped, "He-he got into the puppet?!"