護花近衛 - 第3914章 可怕的東西 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 3914 — A Terrifying Thing

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Boom! The mirror puppet drove its fist into the ground, leaving a charred, deep crater. Its power seemed, if anything, a notch above Wei Zhao's own original Twenty-Third Stance of the Raging Fire Fist—had Wei Zhao not dodged in time, that single blow would have left him gravely wounded.

Wei Zhao's wariness deepened another few degrees. It could imitate even this at a whim—just what manner of thing was this?

Every martial art demanded tireless, unceasing practice before one could hope to master it. Even a genius of the highest talent could only shorten that time—never skip it outright.

Yet this creature had copied it on the spot, before his eyes. Such an ability was outrageous to the point of infamy.

And more absurd still: by Wei Zhao's estimation, this mirror puppet before him might not even be the creature's true body—merely a toy it had fashioned on the spot, nothing more.

If a mere toy had reached such a mad level, then how terrifying must the creature itself be?

Strictly speaking, it was likely far more dreadful even than the nameless monster prowling the waters of Half-Moon Lake outside. Only this being, perhaps, could have brought a powerful Golden Core expert to perish here.

"Well? Challenging oneself—that is a required course for every cultivator. Humans so love to bandy such boastful phrases about. So now, face to face with another you, let us see what kind of answer you can give," the ghostly voice cackled.

"Interesting." Wei Zhao looked at the mirror puppet identical to himself and sneered. "But it's only an imitating puppet—and it dares call itself another me? Isn't that a bit much to swallow?"

"Is that so? Then hurry and prove it to me. For the price of two Millennium Tree Crystals, I get to watch such a fine show—I can hardly wait. And besides, if you die, I won't have to pay even that price."

"Heh. Then open your eyes wide and watch closely," Wei Zhao said with a faint smile.

Matters having come this far, he had gradually pressed his initial shock down deep within. The only thing left to do now was defeat this so-called mirror self before him.

In an instant he pushed the Butterfly Microstep to its utmost. His form flickered fast and slow, darting about the mirror puppet for a time before he suddenly struck—and this time he used no martial art at all, only plain, ordinary fists and feet, yet full of power.

To his surprise, the moment Wei Zhao moved, the mirror puppet's form too began to flicker in and out of sight, its footwork identical to his—swifter and purer still.

"It even has the Butterfly Microstep down. Truly a terrifying thing." Wei Zhao was inwardly alarmed. After the lesson of the Raging Fire Fist's Twenty-Third Stance, he had already expected as much; he was surprised, but not shaken. R1152