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Chapter 430 barely passed

After the crystal ball lit up a little, Su Sheng deliberately took a breath and let go of his hand.

"Fog Spirit Level 1!"

And this scene naturally did not escape the attention of the people below.

Che Houjing, who was closest to the corner, finally knew Su Sheng’s real name at this time. It turned out that Su Sheng was not called Mu Ling.

However, what surprised her even more was how Su Sheng could only achieve the level of Wu Ling’s cultivation.

When she first met Su Sheng, she was taught a very bad lesson. At that time, Su Sheng's cultivation level was more than level fog spirit.

Che Hou Nanshan, not far away, looked puzzled at this time. When Su Sheng left the Che Hou clan, he had already broken through to the middle stage of the Wuling Spirit.

Many people far away in the crowd, when they saw that Su Sheng was only urging to the level of the fog spirit, immediately threw contemptuous eyes at Su Sheng.

"This guy is actually hiding his cultivation."

Among them, Shangguan Feiyu and Qianli, who had joined forces with Su Sheng to kill third-level monsters, both of whom were secretly scolding Su Sheng for being shameless.

In fact, when Su Sheng was on the platform, they saw Su Sheng and were enthusiastically trying to see how Su Sheng made a big splash.

But Su Sheng deliberately suppressed the level of the fog spirit, which was really shocking.

However, there were also many people who showed disdain when they saw Su Shengcai's level fog spirit cultivation.

"Hmph, this trash, with such cultivation, would dare to touch my woman, and she was completely looking for death."

Bei Mingjian, who also discovered Su Sheng, was so murderous intent.

After testing that the cultivation level matches the age, the old man in charge on the square stage summoned the puppet at the peak of the early stage of the Mist Spirit.

"Okay, boy, if you can defeat this puppet, you will be qualified. Otherwise, go back and practice it."

The old man said weakly to Su Sheng in front of him, then closed his eyes and waited for Su Sheng to be knocked down from the platform.

"Understood!"

Upon hearing this, Su Sheng raised a very ordinary iron sword in his hand.

To deal with a puppet of level 3 of the Mist Spirit, for Su Sheng now, it is like a joke, and he can easily defeat it with his hands empty-handed.

But Su Sheng naturally would not do this, but he had other purposes.

The moment the puppet appeared, Su Sheng also looked at the puppet carefully.

After experiencing this puppet up close, Su Sheng also discovered that this thing is indeed a bit tricky.

Although it is just a puppet, it also holds a sword in its hand.

Moreover, the entire body of the puppet was covered with a layer of fine iron armor.

For those who have just broken through the Mist Spirit Stage, it is indeed not an easy task to defeat this thing.

However, Su Sheng did not have any pressure.

Even when he had just broken through the Mist Spirit Stage, it would be no problem to deal with this puppet.

Su Sheng’s experience is not something that ordinary people can compare with.

"Okay, start!"

With the old man's order, the puppet holding the iron sword finally moved.

"bite!"

The sword that the puppet rushed straight towards touched Su Sheng's sword, making a crisp sound.

After blocking this sword, Su Sheng's body took a step back.

However, although he was shocked, Su Sheng had a smile on his face.

In order to test the power of this puppet, he also suppressed his strength to the level of the Mist Spirit in the first level of the fog spirit.

However, a puppet is a puppet. Although the power of the sword is comparable to that of the third level of the fog spirit, its use of spiritual energy is simply not as good as that of a true spiritual cultivation.

"bite!"

The puppet stabbed Su Sheng with another sword, and was blocked by Su Sheng's sword.

However, this time, although Su Sheng's strength has not changed, he used some tricks.

After this attack, Su Sheng did not even step back and fought a draw with the puppet.

At this time, Su Sheng also understood.

It is not difficult to defeat this puppet at level fog spirit, but only needs to master some skills.

"bite!"

......

"bite!"

Next, Su Sheng fought with the puppet for more than a dozen swords.

Although Su Sheng's cultivation level was still suppressed at the level of the fog spirit, as he became more and more familiar with the aura of the puppet.

In the end, Su Sheng gradually gained the upper hand with his level fog spirit cultivation.

In the end, Su Sheng could even use his level fog spirit to repel the puppet by three or four steps with one sword.

"Okay, it's time to end."

After touching the puppet, Su Sheng finally shot out the last sword.

"boom!"

Su Sheng was still controlling this sword at level 4 of the fog spirit, but he directly hit the puppet out of the square platform and threw it to the ground.

However, Su Sheng still used cleverness.

Moreover, after the previous competition, this puppet had actually been lured to the edge of the square platform by him.

Therefore, in the eyes of those around, Su Sheng was a bit lucky to win this time.

"Yeah! Brother Mu Ling is so great, he finally won."

Che Houjing, who was under Fangtai, had been sweating for Su Sheng. Now, seeing that the puppet was finally hit by Su Sheng, Fangtai immediately cheered for Su Sheng excitedly.

However, in desperation, she was still used to calling Su Sheng Mu Ling.

Just as Che Houjing was cheering for Su Sheng, some people also gave Su Sheng a bad look.

"Boy, since you have passed the test, then the next disciple competition, as long as you dare to come, it will be your death!"

Bei Mingjian, who was among the crowd, also said in a dark voice at this time

"This brother Mu Ling is really a strange person..."

Shangguan Feiyu, who was in the crowd, shook his head helplessly.

With Su Sheng's true strength, even the puppet in the late stage of the Mist Spirit could not stop his sword.

He still remembers the scene of Su Shengkang the third-level super monster dragon-skin ghost-faced spider.

"What is this kid doing? Most people are eager to show their strength. This kid is great."

Among the crowd, Wu Ling'er, who had been rescued by Su Sheng once, also noticed Su Sheng at this time.

She had also seen Su Sheng take action, and even Fang Hua, who was in the middle stage of the Water Spirit, died at his hands, but Su Sheng has now fought with a puppet in the early stage of the Fog Spirit for more than a dozen times.

Even Fang Hua, who is at the level 6 of Killing Water Spirit, did not use so many swords.

She was very optimistic about Su Sheng. Now that she saw Su Sheng actually letting water on the stage, she suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Su Sheng himself bowed to the old man in charge very happily and said, "Senior, this should be considered qualified!"

If either side leaves the platform or loses combat power, the other side wins.

Although the old man frowned, he nodded.
Chapter completed!
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