Fighting the Martial Universe

Zhang Mofan was completely immersed in the refining of the puppet, his entire mind was engrossed, and he didn't notice it at all. The old and the young approached.

Not to mention Zhang Mofan, even if the Ten Thousand Demons and Demons couldn't insight, it can be seen that the strength of the old man has reached the level of extraordinary ability.

When the girl saw Zhang Mofan pinching the clay figure with the black and glaring dirt, the corner of her mouth raised an expression of dissatisfaction: "What is so clever about this kind of puppetry? I just pinch a clay figure, it is better than this.

However, the old man shook his head and said, "It's not my Momen disciple who can't master puppetry. The boy in front of him can actually master puppetry."

He stared intently and watched Zhang Mofan refine the puppet. In vain, he showed a look of horror, and said, "This? How is this possible? He is a puppet himself. He must have performed a replacement technique to take his body The shape is hidden."

"What are you talking about? He is a puppet himself? How is this possible? Why didn't I see it?"

The girl was very unconvinced.

Besides, who is his grandpa? The head of the three great elders of Momen, the ancestor of the Jing family.

His puppetry has truly reached its peak.

In the entire Eastern Zhou sacred soil, in terms of puppetry, if he is called the first, absolutely no one dares to call it second.

However, the puppet made by a young man in front of him could not even be recognized by his grandfather.

"If you can see that your method of making puppets, I am afraid that you can become the top genius of the younger generation among Momen."

The old man shook his head.

Among his Momen, there are two kinds of disciples, one is a disciple who specializes in making puppets, and the other is a disciple who uses puppets to fight.

Of course, there are two kinds of disciples who are also practicing concurrently.

However, there has never been a disciple who can achieve the ultimate in both.

Upon hearing this, the girl showed an unhappy expression on her face, obviously she didn't want to admit that the man in front of her surpassed her in the talent of puppetry.

"Hmph, the clay figure she fabricated, I don't think so much, I will compare him."

The girl hurried to catch up, stepped aside, using the only black dazzling dirt, also began to pinch the clay figure.

She just wants to compare with Zhang Mofan, who made the puppet more powerful.

In the memory, her grandfather rarely praised the young man's puppetry.

The young children in the Jing family are very talented in puppet art, and even Jing Keming and Jing Jiutian are hardly praised by their grandpa.

Moreover, the clay figure that Zhang Mofan has fabricated is not very good. How to create a powerful puppet?

Therefore, she must fight Zhang Mofan.

Zhang Mofan discovered at this time that a young girl actually started to pinch the clay figure beside her.

Seeing the girl's technique, Zhang Mofan shook his head and continued to fabricate it.

After a while, a clay figure with the same body shape as a monkey was fabricated.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mofan used a special technique to click on the clay figure to open up the meridians in the clay figure, allowing it to flow energy.

After a while, Zhang Mofan stopped, then turned around and found an old man with a ruddy complexion. His face was startled, and he stepped back and said, "Who are you?"

This old man, like the girl, came here together. The other party had been standing behind him, but he didn't notice it.

Even the Ten Thousand Demons and Demons Emperor hadn't noticed it.

"Hehe, just an old man passing by."

The old man responded lightly.

However, Zhang Mofan naturally didn't believe this. This was a secret cave, and the other party obviously knew this place.

"Old predecessor, you don't need to fool me. The black and filthy soil in this secret cave is the best material for refining puppets. Since you have found it here, you should be from Momen."

Zhang Mofan said.

"But you are not a disciple of Momen."

The old man said.

"I am indeed not a disciple of Momen."

Zhang Mofan shook his head, his dry face showed a hint of pride.

The Mohist inherited puppetry, not on strength, but on puppetry. Whoever has good puppetry can be respected.

And what Zhang Mofan mastered was the Mohist School's Great Puppet Art. Among the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, he really wouldn't put anyone in his eyes.

You know, the Mo Family walks out of a strong man casually, and his puppetry is unpredictable.

"Could it be that you are from the Mo family?"

The old man said, with a look of respect on his face.

Only the Mohist school could cultivate such a young puppet genius.

"Grandpa, how could he be a genius of the Mo Family?"

The girl also fabricated a clay figure, using her own qi to open up the clay figure's meridians, and completely refine it into a puppet.

"My grandfather said that your puppetry is amazing. We all made puppets using the black and filthy soil. At the same time, you and I motivated the puppets with the qi of the early days of the true gang, to see who is powerful."

While she was talking, she waved her jade hand, and the puppet made from the black yaw and dirty soil directly moved and punched Zhang Mofan fiercely.

Zhang Mofan faced the puppet's attack ~www.wuxiaspot.com~. He didn't rush, his finger moved, and the puppet he refined also moved, facing the oncoming punch and hitting a counterattack.

boom!

The two fists collided, and the puppet refined by Zhang Mofan remained unchanged. As for the puppet refined by the young girl, it was directly broken up and turned into a mass of mud.

The girl stared with big eyes and said in disbelief: "I can feel that you just controlled the puppet's qi, which is similar to me, why is the puppet so powerful?"

This is no longer a puppet, but a very powerful one, directly smashing the puppet she refined.

"Of course it is the puppet he refined, far stronger than you, I just said, you don't believe it."

The old man smiled.

The girl was not convinced, she was very good at refining puppets, but now, in front of the man in front of her, she was vulnerable.

"No, I want to compare with you again."

The girl walked over, shattered the pile of mud, and wanted to make another puppet to fight Zhang Mofan.

However, Zhang Mofan waved his hand and said, "Your refined puppet is too low-level. Even if you try a hundred times, you can't be my puppet's opponent."

Low level?

Even the old man had an unbelievable expression on his face. Although Jing Zhiruo's puppetry was not comparable to him, he couldn't be described as low-level, right?

"What are you talking about? You can slander my puppetry, don't slander my way, this is my grandfather's way."

Her grandfather is not the strongest in the Eastern Zhou Sacred Soil, but the puppet he refined is known as the strongest in the Eastern Zhou Sacred Soil.

Many of the great elders of Momen and the puppets of the master were all refined by her grandfather.

Now, Zhang Mofan said she was too low-level, why is she not angry?