With the start of the puppet competition, all the puppet platforms have deployed special independent enchantments, and out of the examiners, the powerhouses below the Soul King are basically unable to intervene.

This is to prevent someone from cheating secretly and to help. The second is also to let the two sides of the puppet concentrate and not affect the things outside the puppet platform, and fight with confidence.

"Baisen slashed!"

Seeing that the funeral night maintained a watery calm face in front of him, Bai Hong's eyes were like a sharp edge, and most of the people who fought with him almost showed a blatant look, and the unhappy mood in Bai Hong's heart gradually spread. He held his five fingers with his backhand, and the line of the puppet was pulled through the soul power, only to see his puppet's limbs instantly turn into blades, and the physical soul blade turned into soul power attacked towards the funeral night.

The coffee-colored soul blade splashed, and Bai Hong's puppet was engraved with eerie marks at the moment of activation.

"Uh, I didn't expect Bai Hong to use the puppet technique when he came up, is this trying to solve it quickly?" A player who watched the game was stunned.

Bai Hong is well-known in the puppet master circle of Biluo City, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he does not know how many opponents of the same level have been defeated by his puppet technique, although his cultivation is in the middle of the psychic realm, but his strength even makes the puppet master in the middle of the spirit realm jealous.

But at this time, the funeral night was no longer the puppet Xiaobai of that time, and he didn't pay attention to the gloating gaze outside the field, he controlled the puppet's left arm palm, and the puppet followed with synchronous movements, through the transmission of soul power, a condensed water attribute blue ball of light turned into a barrier, and the soul blade launched against Bai Hong collided.

"Does this guy want to be hard with me?" Bai Hong was a little surprised, and then said violently with a little anger on his face, "You can't help but underestimate me!"

In an instant, a large number of elements in the space were absorbed by Bai Hong's puppet technique, and the soul blade spun at high speed in the strong wind, and the increasingly fierce momentum slammed straight into the barrier that the burial night had turned into.

"Damn, this guy is wood-attribute soul power, just enough to restrain my water-attribute soul power. At the moment when the two sides collided, the funeral night sensed the restraint of the other party's soul power attribute, and scolded secretly in his heart, "I can't go on like this, break it for me!"

"Water Bomb Golem!"

The heart of the funeral night was violent, and the blue light of the five-finger soul line appeared, and the suddenly filled energy was pressed by the wind on the puppet platform. The original barrier was also shattered in an instant, and the fragments of the barrier turned into soul power gathered in the Water Burst Ball.

In an instant, the flowing soul power condensed in the ball bomb, the blazing temperature rose rapidly, and the huge ball ball produced a hot and cold shrinkage effect in the condensation, and finally burst open under the soul blade that devoured countless Bai Hong.

"Hmph, it's quite a couple of hits. But I didn't think it would be so easy to win. Seeing this, Bai Hong snorted coldly, and in his silent intellect, he was already full of confidence in the victory of the fighting puppet.

As we all know, the water attribute soul has the disadvantage of absolute restraint in the duel against the wood attribute soul, and the same is true for the puppeteer, the puppet's hand-to-hand combat can ignore the relationship between the soul attribute of the body, but when the puppet's body is manipulated to release the puppet skill, there is also a duel restraint.

At this time, the puppet platform was in the collision of the puppet skills of the two sides, and with the explosion of the water explosion bomb, the surrounding air was filled with a faint water mist.

Bai Hong's soles of his feet suddenly grasped the ground, and with a bang, his five fingers clenched fiercely in the air, and then between the five fingers of his other hand, a small soul qi spread along with the puppet soul line.

"Wooden Dragon Slash!"

Bai Hong's puppet arm instantly turned into a withered green wooden blade, and as Bai Hong's index fingers of both hands bent downward, a withered green wooden dragon on the wooden blade flew into the air, and the coffee-colored eyes stole the green light and opened their big mouths to bite the funeral night, and the bloody mouth was like a sharp slash, and every inch close to the funeral night contained a whistling wind.

And seeing this, the amazing scene surprised everyone who was watching the battle, the body of the burial night did not move in the face of such a vast scene, he pointed a little, the soul line that pulled the puppet suddenly flickered, and the extremely majestic soul power went straight to the sky, and the enchantment of the puppet platform trembled slightly, in vain the soul power channeled, and the funeral night and its puppet were covered by the tide of soul power.

And just as Bai Hong's wooden dragon attacked with a sharp slash, the puppet of the burial night raised his left arm, and then his fist was shining, and the wooden dragon was smashed with one punch.

"What a powerful soul power!" Looking at the funeral night that was several times greater than Bai Honghao's, many people watching the battle exclaimed loudly, "It seems that Bai Hong lost, his opponent is in the middle stage of the spirit realm, and the former is only in the middle stage of the spirit realm, the reserve energy of this soul power is not a grade, and the control of soul power on that funeral night is obviously a few points better." ”

"That's true, but I really didn't expect that this Bai Hong prince of the Bai family would be eliminated in the first round of the puppet fight, what is the origin of the opponent in front of him!" In the seats of the spectators, another spectator continued.

And the next moment he spoke, someone added, "The puppet's fighting skills are varied, if you look closely, the puppet control skills of the two are actually comparable, and even Bai Hong is superior, and the kid named Funeral Night has an advantage by relying on soul power and the puppet body." After a pause, the spectator continued, "The only way Bai Hong can win now is through puppet hand-to-hand combat, giving up the advantage of puppet skills, and there is a small chance that he can turn defeat into victory. ”

"Bang, bang!"

Feeling the strong soul power of the funeral night, he had already begun to gasp when Bai Hong controlled the puppet for defense.

It turned out that when Funeral Night smashed its wooden dragon puppet technique, the former did not give Bai Hong the slightest respite, and under the successive puppet encounters, Bai Hong had already resisted several attacks in a row.

Bai Hong knew in his heart that the original soul power attribute of Xiang Ke was not enough because of his own cultivation, and he couldn't fight the latter with absolute soul power accuracy. Funeral Night could have directly defeated him with his puppet skills, but instead of using a bulky and crude direct physical attack.

In the face of this primitive attack that was relatively slow and rough and had no skills at all, Bai Hong felt a little ashamed, and the black-haired and golden-eyed guy in front of him seemed to be practicing himself.

But on the contrary, this kind of primitive direct attack is very difficult for his defense in each fight, although he can parry. Every time the ten fingers that controlled the soul line collided with each other, Bai Hong's fingers kept vibrating.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can last. The night of the funeral implied.

The so-called Ten Fingers Connect Heart is like this, every attack on the funeral night seems to shatter Bai Hong's heart. The powerful brute force impact made Bai Hong enter the barren realm, and he was dizzy in less than half an instant.

"Snort, snort!"

Another heavy punch, the left hand of the puppet controlled by the funeral night clenched, and the soul line was raised, only to see the puppet that made a metal crisp sound on the funeral night smashed towards Bai Hong's puppet body.

"It looks like the winner is decided. ”

At this time, many fighting puppets had ended the battle hastily, and many sect forces and players present, everyone's eyes were gathered on the No. 47 fighting puppet platform, and many people made the same muttering sound when they saw this situation.