The nineteenth floor of Tongsheng Mountain is a space that seems to be nothing.

Ye Guchen's figure stepped into it, his eyes glancing.

"What is the test of the nineteenth layer?" Ye Guchen muttered.

On the nineteenth floor, even Jian Jinghong and Hua Wuxiu failed to break through.

The difficulty of this level is definitely not that simple.

Just as Ye Guchen was thinking in his heart, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

An identical figure in a black robe.

"Huh...... Is it another test?"

Looking at the figure with the same face as himself, the corners of Ye Guchen's mouth couldn't help but hook up a shallow smile.

He understood what the test of the nineteenth layer was.

What is a warrior's worst enemy?

It's yourself!

The test of the nineteenth layer is the battle with oneself.

"In that case, come on!"

Ye Guchen held the Nine Dragons Thunder Hell Sword without the slightest hesitation.

This is not the first time he has experienced this kind of self-test.

But obviously, this time it will be more difficult than before.

Because Ye Guchen on the opposite side is almost equivalent to Ye Guchen himself.

Flesh, exercises, martial arts, means.

Even the instinct and thinking of fighting are exactly the same as Ye Guchen.

This also led to Ye Guchen, no matter what means he used, he could not cause substantial damage to his other self.

And on the periphery of Tongsheng Mountain, everyone's eyes were tightly focused on the nineteenth floor.

Everyone in the Divine Cliff Academy was even more nervous.

Although reason told them that it should be impossible for Ye Guchen to break through the nineteenth floor.

But there is a glimmer of hope in my heart.

I hope that Ye Guchen can break through the nineteenth floor and make the reputation of the Divine Cliff Academy soar.

After all, the Divine Cliff Academy has been silent for too long, and it needs someone to stand up and lead the Divine Cliff Academy back to the top.

Half an hour......

An Hour......

Two Hours......

Through the nineteenth floor of the Holy Mountain, there was not the slightest movement.

The more time passed, the more the hearts of everyone in the Divine Cliff Academy sank.

"It's almost over, the test of the nineteenth layer is a battle with oneself, and as time goes by, one's own strength will be more and more suppressed, while the other clone is not affected at all. ”

On the Hua family's side, Hua Wuxiu's voice was faint and he spoke.

He made it past the eighteenth floor, but he didn't make it past the nineteenth.

But the test of the nineteenth layer, he naturally knows.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Quartet was shocked.

"How is this possible?"

"Yes, how can you win when you fight with your exact self, not to mention that your own strength will be suppressed over time. ”

Hua Wuxiu's words were undoubtedly telling everyone.

The longer the time dragged on, the less likely it was for Ye Guchen to break through the nineteenth floor.

Although Ye Guchen has won the gambling contract now, the Hua family still doesn't want Ye Guchen to break through the nineteenth floor after all.

"It seems that there is little hope. ”

Hearing Hua Wuxiu's words, all the disciples of the Divine Cliff Academy shook their heads and sighed slightly.

Two hours have passed, and Ye Guchen's strength must have been greatly suppressed.

In this case, how could God of War be in another heyday of his self?

Nineteen floors of space.

The fluctuation of the sword qi swept in all directions.

Ye Guchen fought with his other self in a bloody battle, and he used all means.

At this moment, Ye Guchen was covered with many wounds, and blood was also flowing from the corners of his mouth.

On the other hand, although it is similar, the state is obviously better.

"My strength has been suppressed by three percent......" Ye Guchen's eyes were condensed.

He could feel that the longer it dragged on, the more he was oppressed.

At first, it was only suppressed by 10%, then 20%, and now it is 30%.

It is conceivable that if Ye Guchen continues to delay, he may be suppressed by forty or fifty percent in the end.

At that time, it was almost impossible to defeat the clones.

"What should I do......" Ye Guchen thought in his heart.

The clone on the opposite side made another move, and the wings of the sword behind it stretched out.

Ten thousand gods calamity, heaven and earth are destroyed!

Ye Guchen's sword momentum changed, and he also unleashed the Ten Thousand Divine Tribulation, and the heavens and the earth were destroyed.

Rumble!

The violent collision sound filled the entire space, and in the buzzing and trembling, Ye Guchen's body retreated violently, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood again.

Although it was the same move, the power that Ye Guchen displayed at this moment was already three percent weaker than that of the clone.

"No wonder Jian Jinghong and Hua Wuxiu are difficult to break through, this level is indeed not simple. ”

Ye Guchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

He's thinking of a way to break the game.

In the continuous battle, Ye Guchen knew that this clone was almost exactly the same as him, and there was no flaw at all.

By normal means, it is apparently impossible to pose a threat to the clones.

"What should I do?" Ye Guchen's expression was condensed.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

The next moment, Ye Guchen's eyes suddenly burst into a divine light.

"Got it, I see!" Ye Guchen brought a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A sky-high sword aura surged out from him.

Ye Guchen suddenly figured out a truth.

This clone, though in every way, is the same as him.

But there is one thing that the clones absolutely do not have.

Soul!

This replica has no soul.

This does not seem to be a big deal, because it does not affect the combat effectiveness of the clone.

But Ye Guchen just practiced a move, and that move was a move that the clone would never be able to perform.

"Huh...... The biggest enemy of a martial artist is himself, and the only way to break through himself is to open the shackles of his heart!"

"The heart is fearless, the sword is invincible, even if it is self, it can't stop my footsteps!"

Ye Guchen smiled freely, his black hair dancing wildly.

He raised his hand to probe, and one hundred and eight thousand Heaven Destroying Sword Souls surged out of his body.

At the same time, the clones on the opposite side also burst out of 108,000 sword souls.

Seeing this, Ye Guchen showed a sneer on his face.

He pointed to the sword, and the sword pointed to the sky.

A terrifying sword artistic conception vibrated out with transparent soul power.

This move is a move that Ye Guchen can only practice after he recovers from the sea of knowledge.

At this moment, it is finally being shown.

"Independence...... Solitary...... Nine...... Sword!"

"Heart Sword Style!"

Ye Guchen raised his hand and pointed it as a sword, pointing directly at the sky.

One hundred and eight thousand sword souls, with Ye Guchen as the center, circled into a formation.

Heart sword style, control the sword with the heart!

Where the heart goes, where the sword goes!

Almost at the moment when the thought arose in Ye Guchen's heart, the 108,000 sword souls, as if they had broken through the void, directly surrounded the clone.

And the clone can't perform the Heart Sword Pose at all.

To perform the Heart Sword Style, not only does it require soul power, but it also needs a real soul!

Although the clone has the knowledge of the sea and the soul power, it does not have a real soul!

So when Ye Guchen performed this style, the victory or defeat was already doomed!

"The heart controls 108,000 swords and sweeps the eight desolations and nine heavens!"

"Break it for me!"

Ye Guchen pointed at the clone with one hand, and one hundred and eight thousand swords gathered in the void, turned into a giant soul sword, and slashed at the clone with one sword.

There was a bang!

The clones shatter into endless points of light!

Nineteen floors, breakthrough!

(End of chapter)