flstandardbreds Chapter 307 Fighting with Myself
Chapter 307 Fighting with Myself
"Fellow Daoist Luo, how could this man be so strong?" Ling Wanran's heart ached, and she looked at Kong Jue, worrying for him.
"Fellow Daoist Kongjue is a Buddhist disciple of Bodhi Temple. Fellow Daoist Ling, just wait and see." Luo Shan was not too worried. After all, he was a Buddhist disciple of Bodhi Temple. She didn't believe that the old seniors in the temple would not leave any trump cards for this Buddhist disciple.
Thinking of this, Luo Shan glanced at Sima Xun and the others one by one. These geniuses from the four major sects must have a few trump cards in their hands that can save their lives in the Fairyland.
Thinking of this, Luo Shan sighed. Except for her and Fellow Daoist Ling, two independent cultivators without any identity or background, the rest of the people here are all the best in their respective sects. One can imagine their background.
As soon as he finished speaking, Kongjue, who had been motionless, moved. Behind the fake Kongjue, another Kongjue sitting cross-legged appeared out of thin air.
But one is real and the other is virtual.
The virtual body was surrounded by golden light, and it struck out at the fake Kong Jue at the same time as the real body.
The fake Kong Jue paused, then slowly turned his head. There was still no trace of emotion in his eyes, but his body was slowly dissipating.
The dissipated body condensed into a ball of red mist and quickly sank into Kong Jue's brows.
Kong Jue looked at the red mist approaching and wanted to block it with his golden shield, but the mist directly penetrated his golden shield and sank into his brow.
Kong Jue did not get up for a long time. He looked into his own sea of consciousness and found nothing wrong. The scene just now was not an illusion.
The other six people also looked at each other.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, that false sense of emptiness dissipated and turned into red mist, how strange." Ling Wanran couldn't see clearly, and seeing Luo Shan also frowning, she thought for a while and said, "Could it be the memory of that false sense of emptiness?"
After all, the old man said that if Kongjue died, the fake Kongjue would take over his memories, but if the real Kongjue won, to be fair, it should be the fake Kongjue's memories that would be taken over.
"Maybe, but I'm more curious now. Fellow Daoist Kongjue's pillar is gone, where should he go back to?" Luo Shan had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't say them directly.
He didn't think so as to what Ling Wanran said. After all, the fake Kongjue should have appeared only after they came here, so how could he have any memories?
Luo San's words made everyone curious. They looked at the disappearing Optimus Prime and stared at the ring without blinking.
But soon, everyone got the answer.
The arena that suddenly appeared disappeared out of thin air under the gaze of six pairs of eyes.
It disappeared quickly and appeared just as quickly. In almost the blink of an eye, Kong Jue's figure on the ring disappeared.
At the same time, Luo Shan felt Optimus Prime under his feet shaking.
Luo San used his spiritual power and flew towards the empty arena, while on the other side, there stood another version of himself.
Luo Shan did not take action directly. She wanted to make sure that if she did not take action, the other side of her would take action first.
There was silence on the ring, and the other five people stared blankly for a full half a minute, but they didn't see the two men make a move.
Luo San's mouth twitched. So, that's how it is.
Having already determined how to deal with the other self, Luo Shan moved his wrist and began to take out a stack of talismans and a formation plate from the storage bag.
The hidden old man was speechless. How could there be such a loophole in this trial?
Attacks can be learned, magic weapons can be copied, but the talismans and formations in the storage bag cannot be created with foresight.
All I saw was Luo Shanhao on the ring inhumanely throwing all the talismans over, and then activating the formation.
After the formation was activated, Luo Shan took out the God-Suppressing Seal again, and saw that the fake Luo Shan was still standing upright.
Luo Shan's mouth twitched. If it were the real him, he would have been seriously injured by the God-Suppressing Seal. What he said was fair was clearly cheating.
Fortunately, she didn't expect to defeat the man with just these few moves.
A Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram began to condense in front of him, and the Luo umbrella opposite him also condensed a Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram.
The two spells collided in mid-air, and both the Luo umbrella and the fake Luo umbrella were shocked and took two steps back.
"It's really interesting." Luo Shan chuckled, and directly touched the white jade coffin with his left hand. After it became bigger, he rushed towards the fake Luo Shan.
The fake Luoshan on the opposite side was also swinging the enlarged white jade coffin.
The two met halfway, and the white jade coffins collided with each other. There was a loud "bang" and Luo San's left arm became numb from the shock.
"Come again!" He swung the white jade coffin again, and the two of them fought directly in close combat. What surprised Luo Shan was that this fake self was actually a person who had practiced physical training.
Luo Shan had fought with others in magic, but he had never engaged in close combat with anyone. There was a reason why the corpse puppet cultivators in southern Xinjiang were called barbaric cultivators.
When refining corpse puppets, cultivators will also refine their own bodies. After all, if they only rely on corpse puppets, their shortcomings will be too obvious.
In order to be able to fight against the Gu Tribe among the many tribes in southern Xinjiang, the corpse puppet cultivator began to refine his body before he established his foundation.
When she fought with others, she rarely engaged in close combat. This was the first time that she had used brute force to fight another self so directly.
Luo Shan on the opposite side seemed tireless, and the two fought for ten days.
Everyone on Optimus Prime had been staring intently from the beginning, and now they were a little visually fatigued.
Ling Wanran looked at the ferocious Luo Shan, as if she was meeting her for the first time. The Luo Shan she knew was naturally very powerful, but this fighting style was not like the Luo Shan she knew.
Instead, he looks very much like Fellow Daoist Si Qianning of the Wanjian Sect.
Thinking of Si Qianning, Ling Wanran became a little suspicious. Did Fellow Daoist Luo learn this from Fellow Daoist Si?
"Fellow Daoist Ling, Fellow Daoist Luo is still practicing both physical and magical skills?" Leng Youlan sent a message to Ling Wanran, asking curiously.
Ling Wanran was silent. Not only that, Fellow Daoist Luo not only practiced physical skills and dual cultivation, he also practiced puppetry.
She felt a bit complicated. She had finally caught up with Fellow Daoist Luo's cultivation level, but suddenly realized that even if she did, she might not be Fellow Daoist Luo's opponent.
Fortunately, she never regarded Fellow Daoist Luo as an opponent.
Looking at the two people on the ring putting the white jade coffin aside and fighting each other with fists, I didn't know what to say for a moment.
Luo Shan fought with great pleasure, and although he suffered some flesh wounds, he did not use up much of his spiritual power.
I moved my wrist and thought that after fighting for so long, it was time to resolve it.
He threw a punch and collided with the opponent's fist. Luo Shan used the force to step back a few steps. Then he condensed spiritual power in his hand, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram in front of him reappeared.
"Will this trick work? It seems that the fake Brother Luo also knows this trick?" Sima Xun frowned.