Chapter 173, Martial Arts

The thick smoke on the human face began to slowly extend downward.

Neck, shoulders, chest, waist, thighs, calves.

In just a few breaths, the smoke had completely transformed into a human form.

The humanoid form initially drifted like smoke and had no substance, but over time, the humanoid smoke began to slowly solidify.

Gradually, a shocking scene happened.

The humanoid smoke, like a delicate painting, is delicately outlining every stroke.

From the feet to the head, soon, the smoke has been completely materialized.

A living person, just like this, appeared in front of our eyes out of thin air, like the magic of a living person, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that a cloud of smoke can actually materialize and become a person!

When the transfiguration person showed his true face, a group of us were all dumbfounded.

Because we found that the hunchbacked old man summoned out, and the figure standing less than three meters away in front of Song Qian turned out to look exactly like her!

Not only do they look the same, but there is no difference in how they dress.

The two men stood facing each other, as if they were looking in a mirror.

We've been in a similar situation before, and that time it was because the monster I feared, the bug-like existence that could devour light, deliberately wanted to tease us, so it changed into Song Qian's appearance.

However, the monster, although it looks the same as Song Qian, there are still differences in some details of the body, one is injured and the other is not injured.

The two stood together, and they could quickly tell each other.

And right now, the two Song Qian are standing facing each other, and they are completely looking in the mirror, and they can't tell the difference at all.

If you really want to talk about the difference, it's just that the expressions of the two are different.

After Song Qian herself saw the smoke turn into herself, she always frowned and had a serious expression.

And Song Qian, who was made of smoke, had a strange expression, sometimes resentful, sometimes sneering.

Transfiguring into a human form and pretending to be someone else seems to be some kind of ghostly unique method.

Now, we've been in a similar situation twice, one is the monster I fear in my heart, and the other is the hunchbacked old man in front of me.

With a wave of his hand, a cloud of smoke turned into Song Qian's appearance, and this ability alone was terrifying enough.

Just as a group of us were in shock, the hunchbacked old man finally spoke.

"The test of martial arts is to defeat the ghost in front of you!"

The hunchbacked old man's voice was still hoarse: "If you win, then you can safely enter this door, if you lose, you will become a ghost, and you will bear the pain of purgatory in its place! Now, the battle begins ......"

After saying a word, the hunchbacked old man took two steps back, and the whole person stood motionless as if the old monk had settled down, without making any movement.

Soon, the scene was at a stalemate.

I don't know if it was out of caution, Song Qian stood in place and didn't move, and the ghost in front of her also didn't move in the slightest.

The two of them are like this, you look at me, I look at you, their eyes are wide-eyed, and neither of them took the lead.

How powerful Song Qian is now, we don't know, and as for how strong the ghost in front of her is, we don't know anything.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two sides, I waved my hand and signaled everyone to retreat, as far away from the battlefield as possible, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

The current situation is Song Qian's trial, and the hunchbacked old man has made it clear that there can be no external interference.

In other words, now Song Qian can only rely on her own strength, and we can't help her, and we don't dare to help her.

After going through so many trials, I have come to understand a truth.

In the absence of any rules, in the case of encountering various monsters, although it is very dangerous, it still has the power to resist, and even opportunistic.

And when you encounter a test with rules, you can only abide by the rules of the game, otherwise there is only a dead end.

The game of death, created by the Grim Reaper, is the best example of this.

And compared to us, Song Qian is much stronger, she chooses the martial arts level, and we don't have the ability to intervene.

After a long stalemate, Song Qian finally couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead.

She took out *, without any superfluous movements and skills, and directly rushed up and slashed with a wave of her hand, the action can be described as simple and rude.

However, whether it is speed or strength, Song Qian has reached a terrifying level.

The simple attack action, in her hands, is extremely lethal.

Not to mention anything else, just her speed, ordinary people can't react at all, and she will be split in half.

However, what she is facing is not a person, but a ghost.

At the same time as Song Qian made her move, the ghost who looked the same as her reached out and grabbed it, and a cloud of smoke instantly turned into a machete in her hand, which was almost the same as the one in Song Qian's hand, but the color was different.

The weirdest thing is that when Song Qian swung his knife and slashed at it, it didn't have any dodge movements, but slashed at Song Qian with the same attack posture, the same terrifying speed and power.

Whether it is the angle of attack or the swinging of the knife, it is almost exactly the same as Song Qian.

The ghost's way is to fight for his life.

If you slash me, I will slash you.

This method of losing both sides made Song Qian frown slightly.

The ghost can not be afraid of death, not afraid of injury, but she can't.

So at the critical moment, Song Qian could only dodge sideways, and the * in her hand was a little slower.

However, she turned to one side, and the ghost turned sideways at the same time.

Two people, two knives, slashed against each other's bodies at the same time, slashing into the air.

Song Qian didn't give up, and with another backhand, he cut horizontally at the ghost's neck.

At this moment, Song Qian's attack method is completely relying on her vampire's strong physical fitness.

At the same time as she attacked, the ghost didn't even look at it, and her backhand was also a knife, the same action, the same speed, the same attack angle, and a knife slashed at Song Qian's neck.

This almost replicating way of killing made Song Qian's face change slightly.

Cutting each other's necks, she didn't have the courage.

In desperation, she could only draw her knife and retreat, choosing to avoid.

However, the strange thing is that as soon as she dodges, the ghost dodges in the same move, and there is almost no difference to be seen.

If it just looks alike, it can be understood, but from the beginning of the battle, the attack of the ghost and Song Qian is basically the same, it is completely a posture that if you slash me, I will slash you.

This situation is definitely not normal!

Song Qian obviously noticed that something was wrong, and she tried to attack a few more times, and the ghost was almost exactly the same as her in terms of movement, strength, and speed.

At this moment, I suddenly had a very strange feeling in my heart, Song Qian's battle with the ghost was not like a one-on-one fight, but a scene of a person waving wildly in front of the mirror.

Because no matter how Song Qian attacked, how she dodged, and how she retreated, the ghosts all copied her movements, attacking, dodging, and retreating exactly the same as her.

Ghosts can not be afraid of death, but Song Qian cannot.

If this continues, Song Qian will not be able to successfully break through at all.

Because Song Qian is not facing an enemy, but another self!