Chapter 182 The Impatient Son of the Beginning

"good."

Bai Feng looked at the ravine on the ground and nodded with satisfaction.

Although it is a metal puppet, its speed is not sluggish, and in addition to the 'Yingsun' move, he also incorporated other moves of Taichu Son into it, which can be said to be more than enough as the final boss of the level.

Next, let Taichu Shengzi help you ‘test’ it. If there is no problem, you can consider ‘going online’.

“All that’s left is setting up the venue.”

While Bai Feng was thinking, he stretched out his hand to direct the puppets to retreat. Behind the metal puppets, there were seven or eight wooden puppets standing. However, these wooden puppets did not have spiritual weapons and clothes on them. At most, they only held a handful of weapons in their hands. A passable long sword.

As for the venue, he already had an idea in mind.

Although he certainly wouldn't be able to build a complicated venue in a short period of time, if he wanted to experience emergencies, he wouldn't need a complicated venue.

He plans to move some trees over, and then use the terrain formation and environment to create a fog. This fog can limit the detection of spiritual consciousness.

"It's a pity that the materials required for translucent puppets are too expensive, otherwise the effect would be better with translucent puppets."

Bai Feng sighed regretfully, then stuffed the puppet into the storage bag he had prepared in advance, and stepped forward to prepare the ground.

…

"This is it." Lin Yan, who was helping to lead the way, stopped.

He looked at the woods in front of him. If he remembered correctly, it was still an open space just now, right?

“I’m really looking forward to it!”

Pei An, the Holy Son of Taichu, also looked at the woods ahead. He could detect bursts of spiritual power fluctuations coming from the front.

"Did Junior Brother Bai plant these trees?" Jiang Ling was a little curious, "Why did he plant so many trees?"

"We'll know when we get there."

Pei An raised the corners of his mouth slightly and walked towards the forest. He was already feeling interesting.

At this time, in the forest.

Bai Feng arranged the puppets wearing gray and white shabby robes one by one. It was difficult to see clearly the puppets hiding behind the trees under the fog.

"That's it, it's almost done, people have arrived just in time."

He noticed that Lin Yan, Pei An and others had entered the forest, so he walked towards them.

"The fog here seems to be able to block the detection of spiritual consciousness."

Lin Yan looked around and didn't feel anything outside. However, once he entered the forest, the visibility dropped significantly, and he could only see about two or three meters ahead.

"It should be the formation. As expected of Junior Brother Bai, this environment is exactly what I want." Pei An nodded, he was very satisfied with it.

Jiang Ling on the side whispered: "I can't see anything clearly, how am I going to watch the battle next."

"Don't worry, I have installed several photo recorder functions in the formation so that it can be broadcast at any time."

At this time, Bai Feng's voice came from the front. He slowly walked out of the fog and appeared in front of Lin Yan and others.

"When will it start?" Pei An took a step forward and asked impatiently.

"You can do it at any time." Bai Feng replied with a smile, "As long as you keep walking forward, you can trigger the 'enemies' ambushing in the forest. If there is too much noise, the enemies will also rush towards your location. Then we have to face a one-to-many situation.”

"Yes, this is exactly what I want!" Pei An's face became a little more excited, "Then I'll take the first step!"

After saying that, he rushed forward and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Let's leave first." Bai Feng withdrew his gaze, looked at Lin Yan and Jiang Ling, and finally fixed his gaze on Jiang Ling, "Senior Sister Jiang, why are you here too? Aren't you not interested in fighting? ?”

"But I'm very interested in watching the excitement." Jiang Ling said with a smile, "What's more, it's a new work by a formation genius who can suppress the Ling Sect. I have to come and take a look."

"Then don't be too surprised."

Bai Feng also smiled and joked.

Soon, the three of them left the woods. At the same time, strong spiritual energy fluctuations came from the woods. It was obvious that Pei An had encountered the puppet hiding in the forest.

Bai Feng raised his hand to summon a light curtain. In the light curtain, Pei An was walking slowly in the misty woods.

When there are many people, you don't feel anything, but when there is only one person walking, you will feel that the environment shrouded in fog is full of depression, as if there are enemies peeping from all directions, and enemies may rush out of the fog at any time.

However, this situation was nothing to Pei An. He kept looking around, walking casually in the woods as if he were walking in the backyard.

Then he suddenly stopped and dodged backwards. The next second, a wooden puppet fell from the tree, and the long sword in his hand struck at his original position.

"Is it finally here?"

He looked at the wooden puppet holding the sword tightly, with a look of interest on his face.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden puppet rushed up again, and his superb swordsmanship was as if a real swordsman was fighting him.

"There seems to be a shadow of Junior Brother Zhao!"

Pei An observed carefully, his body kept dodging, easily avoiding the wooden puppet's attack, and he didn't even pull out his sword.

At the same time, he couldn't help but admire in his heart - Junior Brother Bai did have two brushes, it was as if he was really fighting Junior Brother Zhao.

But if it is only to this extent, it will not arouse the fighting spirit in his heart!

Just then, there was a sound of breaking air behind him. He dodged quickly, and two wooden puppets flashed past him, and then quickly disappeared in the mist.

"You can even sneak attack."

Pei An couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and put one hand on the hilt of the sword.

He wanted to take back what he just said, this is really interesting!

Outside the field, Bai Feng looked at Pei An who seemed to be in a difficult battle, but he was not worried at all.

He knew very well the level of the wooden puppets he made. If ordinary disciples were allowed to play, it might be a little dangerous, but facing the Son of Taichu, the wooden puppets he made were not good enough.

Jiang Ling's expression became serious: "Brother Bai, your formation is a bit interesting!"

Although covered by the shabby robe, she could still see that these should be wooden puppets. No, maybe not puppets, after all, these puppets are too flexible.

It’s not like she had never seen puppets before, but most of them were rather rigid and dull, relying on the mechanisms on their bodies and sudden attacks that were not in line with human common sense, and were far less agile than the ‘puppet’ in Junior Brother Bai’s formation.

In fact, there were also agile puppets, and there were even puppets with spirits, which were no different from ordinary people on weekdays, but the problem was that they were high-end puppets with very high costs, and they were not willing to be used on weekdays.

I really don’t know how Junior Brother Bai made such a flexible ‘puppet’, is it related to the formation?

Just as she was thinking, there was a sudden sound in the forest, and she subconsciously looked at the light curtain, and then her expression was slightly stunned - she saw two red light spots appearing in the mist in the distance.

And as the red light continued to approach, a vague black shadow appeared faintly.

It was a tall humanoid puppet wearing a grey robe, full of oppression. Its eyes emitted a terrifying red light, and its right hand was on the hilt of the sword at its waist. The heavy footsteps sounded like hitting a person's chest, making people feel nervous.