"Oh, the illusion of power created by the force tester sounds interesting. ”

"In that case, the light blue barrier we passed through before was the strength detector, I'm afraid that the power was copied and the phantom was created by the night shadow Xuan alone, right?"

Hearing the detailed explanation of his friend Taryn in the same group beside him, the blue-haired boy who originally opened his mouth to ask immediately understood what the figure that suddenly appeared not far in front of him and was still fighting with Night Shadow Xuan was.

However, his eyes flickered, and another question suddenly came to mind.

It's not just Nightshade who has passed through the light blue barrier, that is, the power detector, and now that Nightshadow is already fighting with the illusion of its own power that has been quietly copied, then they can't avoid it, right?

After all, this so-called special training is not just for some of them, but for all the members of each group.

"I think so, heh - it seems that it can't continue to be "low-key" hidden, it's time to show some real skills, after all, the next confrontation is likely to be a power phantom whose strength is no different from his own. ”

Tyron, who was beside him, heard the blue-haired boy say this, and unconsciously raised his eyes slightly to look around, and then nodded in agreement.

"Hehe, before that, let's continue to enjoy the wonderful performance of that night boy!"

While talking and laughing, the two of them invariably moved their eyes back to Night Shadow Xuan, who had been fighting with their copied power phantom for a long time not far away.

At this time, Ying Xuan could be said to be in a state of bewilderment, because he was caught off guard and was suddenly hit by a fierce blow from behind and flew away.

But when he quickly fought with the other party several times, he finally found out the other party's appearance, and he was even more surprised, because the powerful opponent in front of him who suddenly appeared out of nowhere actually looked exactly like him.

"It's... Could it be a projection of the power of a Xuanwang-level powerhouse?"

In a short period of time, he fought several times with the guy in front of him who was very much like himself, and in the end, Ying Xuan had not fully recovered from a heavy blow due to the sudden attack of the other party, and he was obviously defeated.

In the end, it took the boss's strength to stabilize his originally crumbling figure, but his eyes never left the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him and looked exactly like his own for a moment.

At this time, looking at the guy in front of him, who could be said to be exactly the same except for his expression, Ying Xuan couldn't help but recall the power projection he had heard that the Xuan King-level powerhouse had borrowed his own soul power and Xuan power in the battle.

Because the two are so similar.

In the fierce battles just now, Ying Xuan couldn't help but find that the other party's appearance was very similar to his own, and even the techniques used to use Xuan Li in the battle, as well as the various moves he cast, were exactly the same as his own, and it could be said that he completely copied everything about himself.

However, although he had such a conjecture in his heart, Ying Xuan didn't think that the imposter in front of him, who was completely similar to himself, would be a projection of power.

After all, the so-called power projection can only be cast by those strong people whose strength has climbed up to the middle-level Xuanwang level, and he is still far away from the middle-level Xuanwang level that can borrow his own soul power and Xuanli to create a projection of his own power.

And if it was really a projection of his power, it would be impossible to attack his ontological behavior.

After all, those mid-level Xuanwang powerhouses had created a power projection created by using their soul power and Xuanpower, but they had never heard of attacking the creator's body.

"Maybe it's some kind of trick that the bearded mentor did again!"

Staring at the imposter in front of him, Ying Xuan couldn't help but murmur inexplicably, not looking too concerned.

"Whew-"

It was as if because Ying Xuan's gaze looking at him at this time was full of a strong sense of indifference, and the power replication phantom who was still standing at a distance from him suddenly turned into a blurred black afterimage like a wind, and flew towards the opposite Ying Xuan with great speed.

Facing the opposite side, the original standing force replication phantom brought a whirlwind and quickly flew towards him, but there was only a glimmer of light in Ying Xuan's purple eyes, but his figure still stood still, very calm and calm, as if he didn't care at all.

"Whew-"

A gust of wind struck his face, followed by an incomparably familiar crisp sound—the sound of the Glaive being pulled out of its sheath at breakneck speed.

However, the clear sound of the glaive quickly drawing its sword from its sheath was not emitted by Shadow Xuan, but by the phantom of power that flew at a rapid speed.

Seeing that with the crisp sound of a sharp blade quickly unsheathed, a bright light quickly stabbed towards his face, and Ying Xuan's figure moved instantly.

"Ding!"

With another extremely familiar sound of a sharp blade coming out of its sheath, Shadow Xuan, who had slightly deviated from its body in an instant, had already followed the crisp sound of the blade unsheathed, and quickly raised the unsheathed Glaive to resist the tip of the blade that was stabbing towards him with a sharp whirlwind.

"Bang!"

Because he had already fought fiercely with the guy in front of him who was extremely similar to him several times before, Ying Xuan had somewhat understood the specific fighting style of this guy.

That is, it is almost the same as his own fighting style, it seems that he is completely imitating his own fighting style and method, and the figure has calculated very accurately in his mind the speed and strength of the opponent's knife stabbing towards his face at a rapid speed.

A person may not be able to defeat a strange and powerful opponent, but it is easy to defeat a strong and familiar self.

After all, you are extremely familiar with yourself as an opponent, no matter how powerful he is, every move and style in the process of fighting with you can be predicted and guarded against by you in advance.

So for Ying Xuan to fight against an opponent whose strength, fighting style, and fighting style are extremely similar to his own, and it can even be said that he is exactly the same, he doesn't have much pressure.

Of course, this is for people like Ying Xuan, and the so-called power phantom copied by the power detector in front of him.

To be precise, although the strength and fighting style are almost exactly the same as those of the copied person himself, it is not an existence that can think independently of a mechanical stone.

That is to say, he will only fight rigidly according to the specific information that has been copied, and he will not grasp other combat information that is not within the scope of copying.

As a result, Shadow Xuan didn't have much pressure to deal with the phantom of his power, which could be said to be a combat style that was completely trying to copy and imitate himself, at least he really thought so.

For a while, the two who pulled out the glaive curved blade on their waists suddenly fought fiercely and slashed together, and after countless close encounters, the sharp blades of the glaive curved blades in their hands continued to collide strongly and quickly and twisted together.

For a while, the surrounding space also stirred up with their powerful aura, and a circle of cyclone sparks was stirred, but neither of the two had the upper hand in a short period of time, and neither side took any big advantage, so it could be said that they were evenly matched.

"Whew-"

As soon as he raised the glaive in his hand, Shadow Xuan instantly swung upwards with a round of cyclone light blades emitting lilac flames, and he also flashed his body to the side in an instant, and very skillfully and quickly dodged the long-range attack from the opposite power phantom.

"Huh?"

Just as Ying Xuan, who was dodging the opponent's attack, was just about to take advantage of the fact that the guy on the opposite side was unable to dodge, he raised his knife to try his best to resist his cyclone light blade, and took the opportunity to quickly carry out a surprise attack, but he was not disturbed by a sudden noise behind him, and Ying Xuan immediately heard what seemed to be the sound of a battle.

When he quickly turned his head to look at the noise behind him, sure enough, the members of the group behind him were now completely in a chaotic state.

One by one, the phantoms of power that were copied and conjured by their power suddenly appeared, and at this time they were fiercely fighting with the copied.

And because these people are almost all in one area, as soon as they fight, it is like entering a chaotic market, and they are all crowded around in a heap.

As a result, many people have to defend not only against powerful attacks from the replicated Phantoms of Force, but also from time to time to defend against sudden deliberate or unintentional attacks by other group members who may be next to them.

Seeing that the group of people behind him were also fighting fiercely with his own power phantom, Shadow Xuan was immediately completely sure that these were all tricks made up by that cheeky Hukarn.

After figuring out the truth of the matter, he didn't bother to continue to fight like this with the power phantom in front of him, but instantly put the glaive in his hand into the sheath and quickly rushed towards the power phantom not far away.

He wanted to try to see if this guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and who exuded a mysterious aura and a fighting style that was extremely similar to his own, had mastered those unique Xuandui techniques that he knew.

After all, the first time the opponent suddenly attacked him, the swift body technique he used was his Shadow Instantaneous Step.

"Blood, Shadowfire. ”

With a cold snort, looking at the power phantom on the opposite side that was holding the glaive blade and flying towards him with the same speed, a burst of purple flame instantly erupted in Ying Xuan's pupils, and the right hand that was originally slightly raised flew out of the arm without warning A purple flame snake flew out, and the power phantom was tightly wrapped around it at once.

PS: One more is offered

"To be done... To be continued ......