Han Muye's Business (3)

Han Muye sized up the Battle Puppet.

He was nearly ten feet tall and was covered in black armor. He held a black spear in his hand and had a black mask on his face. His eyes flickered with a green light.

It was a level four Battle Puppet.

The Battle Puppet's left shoulder armor was indeed damaged. It should have been damaged by a long saber slash, shattering a piece of shoulder armor with decent defensive power.

With this piece of shoulder armor damaged, the entire Battle Puppet's body lost some of its overall defense, and its agility and balance were also much weaker.

Han Muye reached out and patted the Battle Puppet, his gaze landing on Zheng Changkong.

His Qi and blood were abundant, and his spiritual aura was rich. His cultivation level was already extremely compatible with this Battle Puppet, and his soul power was also strong enough to activate it.

"30,000 origin coins. I'll help you repair this battle puppet."

Han Muye said.