A Unified Front, My Lonely Path

Liang Qiyuan stood up.

There was a hint of seriousness on his face.

Looking at the old man holding the spiritual light in his hand, he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Give it to me."

Master Han actually sent a message during the trial. What was the matter?

He was also paying attention to the battle on Hill No. 14 and had some admiration for the use of the limestone battle puppet.

Be it battle puppets or battle armors, they were all means of combat.

Although the battle puppets that were temporarily refined could not last long, they were cheap and very combat effective.

At the very least, without Master Han making a move, a group of level six and seven trial disciples had guarded Hill No. 14.

This method could not be said to be against the rules.

Liang Qiyuan was a fair and principled person.

If Master Han really broke the rules, he wouldn't turn a blind eye.