Zhong Hou suddenly had a flash of inspiration, which made him instantly swell up with the hope of hitting the sixth layer.

In the first four layers, neither Zhong Hou nor the shadow clone had ever used the skill of Cloud Turning, because Zhong Hou didn't know it at all.

If he didn't know the essence of turning clouds and changing the 'don't care about the form', Zhong Hou could also use it as an ordinary martial art, but after learning the essence, he had subconsciously denied all what he had learned before.

For example, Zhong Hou had seen Kuai Xin perform the Flame Sword Technique, but it didn't mean that he had learned the Fire Sword Technique, so it was impossible for the shadow clone to copy this set of sword techniques out of thin air.

In the same way, in Zhong Hou's mind, because of the above reasons, Chuyun Change has been downgraded from a martial art that he has learned to a martial art that he has seen before.

A martial art that he hasn't even learned, a martial art that he has only seen, and it is naturally impossible for a shadow clone to copy it.

Due to the existence of eight times the pressure of the fifth layer, the speed of Zhong Hou's moves became very slow, and even if his body broke through, it was only from the speed of walking to the speed of running, which was still not comparable to the speed of a bicycle.

However, turning the clouds is a kind of slow martial art, and it is just right to use the speed of walking to perform it, and if you use the speed of running to perform it, it will fall into success.

So Zhong Hou didn't know how long he had been abused, and suddenly remembered this set of martial arts.

As long as you master the essence of turning clouds, you may be able to defeat the shadow clone and hit the sixth layer.

This is the hope that Zhong Hou sees.

Of course, having this idea doesn't mean that it can be realized immediately, but Zhong Hou has an 'immortal body', and there is no loss if he tries it.

Thinking of doing it, Zhong Hou put away the nine-tooth nail rake, and directly used the routine on the cloud transformation to practice with the shadow clone.

At first, Zhong Hou couldn't adapt at all, and was abused even worse than before. The other party attacked ten moves, but he didn't finish half of the moves, he was completely beaten, and he was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face in a few hits.

In just a quarter of an hour, he was beaten back to the safe area a dozen times.

Fortunately, the defense is strong enough, otherwise another person would not be able to withstand the fight at all.

However, he was not discouraged, while performing according to the most primitive moves, he recalled the scene of drawing a circle for Yang Mu in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that day, and at the same time, the five words 'don't care about the form' repeatedly sounded in his mind.

Comprehending something really doesn't come just as you want to, a hundred times have passed, and Zhong Hou still hasn't even survived the other party's three moves, which makes him very depressed.

Back in the safe zone, lost in thought again.

After a long time, Zhong Hou gritted his teeth, took one step at a time, and started a new round of battle again.

This time is different from the past 100 games.

Before, Zhong Hou was targeted and changed his moves according to the shadow clone's moves, but the results have already been seen.

Now, Zhong Hou completely ignores what the other party makes to make a move, anyway, he makes a move according to his own routine, it is completely you who hit yours and I beat mine.

Anyway, the horizontal and vertical results are all beaten, and I am used to it.

Not to mention, the blind cat touched the dead mouse, and occasionally blocked a few times.

Another hundred times have passed, and it is because of these occasional occasions that Zhong Hou has regained the feeling of drawing circles that day.

Zhong Hou desperately caught this feeling, trying not to let it disappear from his mind.

He didn't continue fighting, returned to the safe area, closed his eyes, and began to mimic the feeling.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhong Hou stood motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

As the day passed, Zhong Hou began to move, very slowly, as if he was waving his hands and feet at will, and the scene was like the image left by Yang Mu in the Shadow Stone. But in contrast, it can be clearly found that the movements of the two are completely different, and it is not at all like they are performing the same martial arts.

The next day, Zhong Hou's movements began to contain a hint of Dao rhyme, an indescribable, but real martial sense.

At some point, Zhong Hou had already left the safe area.

At some point, the shadow clone's attack came again.

At some point, the shadow clone's air blast punch swept in with four times the attack power.

And Zhong Hou opened his eyes seemingly casually, and gently stretched out his palm seemingly casually. A gossip pattern loomed in the palm of the hand, and then circles of different sizes were set on the opponent's wrist one by one.

Slowly without any fireworks, the shadow clone actually softened his steps, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

And the opponent's four-fold attack power explosion punch was also taken in the wrong direction, and it actually blasted towards the shadow clone himself.

With a muffled sound, the shadow clone was blasted away dozens of meters away by his own move.

Originally, a quadruple attack could not break through the defense of the second layer of the forging body at all, but this explosive air punch was not the damage caused by the external attack, but the counterattack, and its destructive power was far more than four times.

It's like an armored car with super defense, and if it is hit by a shell, it may not be damaged. But the shell exploded inside, and the result was completely different.

At this time, the backlash of the explosive empty fist directly caused all the internal organs of the shadow clone to be severely damaged.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Zhong Hou did not hesitate at all, and fell directly on the other party with all his strength.

The shadow clone resisted very reluctantly to no avail, and was directly smashed into powder by the nine-tooth nail rake.

Two tricks...

It only took two tricks...

Zhong Hou was under eight times the pressure, and he actually killed the shadow clone in two moves.

Even Zhong Hou himself couldn't believe this result.

Even if he was on the first level without any pressure, he didn't have the confidence to do it.

At this time, he really realized the power of turning clouds.

He hadn't really started yet, and he couldn't even exert the effect of the attack bonus, but he was already so magical, which he couldn't have imagined before.

It's a pity that the shadow clone died too quickly, otherwise he would really want to familiarize himself with this magical martial art again.

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, Zhong Hou came to the sixth floor.

It's a sea of red, and it's not seawater, it's magma.

Between the magma and the magma, there are passages about 10 meters wide that extend in all directions. Ten meters seems to be spacious, but with Zhong Hou's current cultivation, ten meters is just a step away. If you really fight, you may be swallowed up by magma at any time.

If this wasn't an illusion, Zhong Hou really wouldn't dare to fight the shadow clone here.

It's just that he still doesn't understand the effect of each layer of illusion.

Zhong Hou didn't rush to leave the safe area, but sat cross-legged in place, trying to remember the feeling he had when he performed the Cloud Turning Transformation before.

Because the martial arts of Cloud Turning is so special, he is afraid that he will forget this feeling after a while.