A giant chanical Monkey appeared before Ning Zhuo.
The monkey stood at least four or five tis the height of the puppet Ning Zhuo. Its body was quite burly, and its arms were as thick as the torso of the puppet Ning Zhuo.
The monkey was not clumsy at all.
With a gentle push, it opened the first door and stepped in, bending low to pass through.
The height of the doorway didn't even reach its waistline.
The chanism imdiately activated, and a thousand-pound hamr platform ca crashing down on it.
The chanical Monkey didn't even look up; it directly extended its arm, reaching up voluntarily.
At the sa ti, it straightened its body, its stance imposing, like a mountain rising from the ground!
The thick arms t the thousand-pound hamr platform, not with rigidity but with a soft resistance, skillfully diverting the hamr's trajectory.
Boom!
The thousand-pound hamr platform was gently guided by the chanical Monkey's arms, diverted, and smashed into the side wall.
The chanical Monkey remained calm and composed.
From the mont it entered the room, it stood its ground, only straightening its body without moving an inch.
After defusing the trap, the chanical Monkey looked at its arm.
If it had resisted forcefully, its wooden arms would have shattered long ago. But at this mont, there were only a few small cracks.
"Four ounces to move a thousand pounds!" Ning Zhuo, seeing this, instinctively realized: the chanical Monkey's hand-to-hand combat skills were likely even better than those Kung Fu Dolls.
Just now, its move was executed effortlessly with a balance of softness and strength, showcasing a graceful and elegant power.
The chanical Monkey continued to move forward.
Thud.
It triggered another chanism, and a golden silk net rose from below, enveloping it.
It lightly leaped, stretching its arms, and precisely grasped the edges of the golden silk net.
In mid-air, it perford a backflip.
Its heavy body landed on the ground with only a slight sound.
The golden silk net was also torn apart by it, draping over its body like a slightly protective cloak!
Ning Zhuo was sowhat dumbfounded.
"This is definitely a martial arts master!"
The chanical Monkey's entire action was smooth and flowing, turning the enemy's force into its own with great strength, enough to tear the fishing net. But its control over its strength was exceptionally precise.
Next, Ning Zhuo saw the chanical Monkey continually break through, its speed far surpassing the retreating speed of the floor tiles.
During this ti, nurous horizontal wooden beams struck, and the chanical Monkey swung its arms, sotis smashing the beams like a heavy hamr, and other tis piercing obstacles like a long spear.
It occasionally leaped agilely, moving effortlessly, and at tis it stood firm as an immovable pillar in a grand hall.
It advanced step by step, breaking through various triggered traps like a gracefully dancing bulldozer.
Upon reaching the second door, it looked contemplative. After a few breaths, it chose Spirit Stones as its reward.
Seeing this, Ning Zhuo was slightly moved: "With a body this large, its consumption of Spiritual Power must be considerable. Therefore, it must be Spirit Stones."
After watching, Ning Zhuo placed the monitoring chanism parts back into the corner.
He imdiately headed to Room Three.
The scene in Room Three shocked him even more.
Thirty to forty Kung Fu Dolls were all toppled over in disarray; most had beco severely crippled, and so were completely dismantled.
In the past forty to fifty days, Ning Zhuo had entered and exited the Magma Fairy Palace countless tis.
This was the first ti he discovered that the Kung Fu Dolls could be destroyed!
Ning Zhuo imdiately took out the monitoring chanism parts. After checking, he was speechless for a mont.
The chanical Monkey, upon reaching Room Three, was imdiately besieged by nurous Kung Fu Dolls.
Its body was enormous, and its martial skills exceptional, but it only had two fists and two legs, so it should have been at a disadvantage.
But after examining it, Ning Zhuo understood what it ant when they said, "Every part of a martial arts master's body can beco a weapon!"
In Room Three, the chanical Monkey rolled, jumped, crawled, using fists, elbows, head, chest, back, even its tail and butt, all as weapons.
It swung its arms in a sweeping motion.
Its elbow, like an awl, pierced through the chest of a Kung Fu Doll.
With a lift of its head, it knocked a doll to the ceiling. When the doll fell, the chanical Monkey whipped it with its tail, sending it flying and knocking over three or four other dolls.
Like this, the chanical Monkey seed to unleash countless whirlwinds, spinning around the room multiple tis.
The Kung Fu Dolls attacked one after another, only to be continuously knocked away.
Finally, when the chanical Monkey stood still in the center of the arena, all the Kung Fu Dolls lay on the ground, even the yellow light in their eyes dimd.
Ning Zhuo suddenly realized: "I kind of understand."
"This is the correct way to pass Room Three!"
"Using martial arts to fight can destroy the Kung Fu Dolls. If one uses spells to be cunning, then destroying the dolls will be expressly prohibited."
"This chanical Monkey's martial skills are truly remarkable!"
Ning Zhuo sincerely admired it.
Whenever he passed through Room Three, he had always relied on spells to take shortcuts.
Not only had he learned all the spells, but he had also gained a lot of casting experience through weekly ranking rewards, becoming quite proficient.
"If I were to fight it, I would have to maintain a distance and use spells for long-range attacks to have any chance of winning."
"In close combat, there's no chance at all!"
Cultivators in the first three layers of Qi Refinent were sotis killed by mortal martial masters. Such examples were not rare.
Upon seeing the chanical Monkey choose the Spirit Stone reward again and leave Room Three, Ning Zhuo quickly put the monitoring chanism parts back and hurried to follow.
In the preparation room, there was no one but himself.
This slightly relieved Ning Zhuo, but then he beca even more tense.
On one hand, he didn't need to fight in the preparation room, a space that was still relatively narrow; on the other hand, it ant the chanical Monkey had already passed through here, heading deeper.
After picking up the monitoring chanism parts, Ning Zhuo discovered that the chanical Monkey had circled the room several tis, carefully observing various chanism pedestals and picking up so crafting tools to inspect before putting them back.
Finally, the chanical Monkey stayed in front of the five-sided stone pillar ranking board for a long ti.
To Ning Zhuo's relief, the chanical Monkey did not infuse the stone pillars with Spiritual Power, thus not acquiring the Trial Disciple mark.
Ning Zhuo also walked up to the five-sided stone pillars.
When he saw the ranking board, he was greatly shocked!
He was only the top in four rankings now, with one ranking having been pushed to second place.
"I am tied for first in the Qi Refinent ranking, but I fell behind in the Essence Refinent ranking. I'm in the third layer of Essence Refinent now."
"What's going on?"
The chanical Monkey evidently had another fortuitous encounter, having early on cultivated the Demon-infused Bloodline Technique!
"Yuan Dasheng?" Ning Zhuo stared at the chanical Monkey's na, lost in thought.
"The chanical Monkey is clearly a non-human demon cultivator."
"Its martial skills and its various behaviors in the preparation room suggest it possesses remarkable intelligence."
"It has a na, and this na seems familiar to ..."
Ning Zhuo had many doubts in his mind.
How exactly did this demon cultivator nad Yuan Dasheng acquire the Demon-infused Bloodline Technique in advance?
Does it live in Fire Persimmon Immortal City?
Initially, Ning Zhuo thought this chanical Monkey might be a Magma Demon Ape from the volcano. But the subsequent discoveries dispelled that notion.
"Where have I heard this na before?"
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