Perhaps it was because of Lu Chenhua's proofing before, this time Xiao Sack rushed forward without hesitation and directly raised his sword, and fought without reservation.

The clone on the opposite side was the same, and for a while, the entire stage was filled with cold sword qi. The small sack directly summoned the sword intent, and a dazzling scorching sun hung high in the air.

And then......

It became two wheels!

That's right, the clone who fought against him also summoned sword intent, and it was no different from his, both in terms of power and sword intent shape, it was exactly the same, and even seemed to be used by the same person.

"Little Uncle ......" Hong Ge was shocked, stared at the two rounds of bright suns in the sky with wide eyes, and couldn't help but speak, "This ...... Is there really the same sword intent in the world? ”

Uncle Xiao also frowned, but still shook his head firmly and replied, "Sword intent is the embodiment of a person's kendo heart, there can be no two people in the world who are completely identical, and naturally there can be no same sword intent." ”

The appearance may still be similar, but the sword intent is impossible, everyone's circumstances are different, the mood is different, the thoughts are even different, and the way out of the road cannot be the same. Although the sword intent is also related to the teacher's inheritance, swordsmanship, and mental method, it is more of a manifestation of the Dao heart, and no matter how similar the sword intent is, there are also differences, so it cannot be exactly the same.

"There will be no one with the exact same sword intent, unless it is the same person."

"Same ......" Hongge looked at the dazzling sun sword intent in the air again, and then at the clone on the fighting platform.

Suddenly a bold idea, perhaps......

Boom!

As he was thinking about it, the battle on the stage had become white-hot, Xiao Sak used all his strength, and even the sword qi around him carried the golden color of his sword intent, Ling Ran's sword path filled the entire competition platform, even if it was through the magic circle, Hongge could feel the sword qi of the two of them.

The little sack obviously saw from the battle of the cheap brother just now that the clone would not get tired, and the spiritual power was endless. So he didn't keep his hand from the beginning, but tried his best, and even used the sword intent, and he wanted to fight quickly.

This idea is obviously correct, and although it will not be able to win the replica immediately, it will obviously have the upper hand within a certain period of time. But the person on the other side has the same cultivation and swordsmanship, this move was useful at first, but immediately the other party also reacted and attacked with all his might. All the strength to the full force, the scene was unsurprisingly deadlocked again.

Eventually, both the sack and the replica swung their swords, knocking both of them out of the arena and falling off the ring.

The battle ended, and the duration was not even half of Lu Chenhua's just now.

The replica disappeared the moment it went out of bounds, and the sack fell to the ground, and the two fell off the stage at the same time.

That's kind of ...... Draw?

Hongge took out a pill and handed it over, "Are you okay?" ”

The small sack took it and swallowed it, suppressed the gushing qi and blood, and then replied, "I can still hold it!" After saying that, he continued to breathe.

He took less time than Lu Chenhua, but he was obviously injured even worse, and an opponent who was exactly the same as him almost drove him to a desperate situation. But in the end, they still couldn't win against each other.

Hongge carefully observed the surroundings, but found that the white light that he had just thrown Lu Chenhua back did not appear, but ...... Nothing happened.

The small sack was still sitting in place, and the white door behind it had no intention of opening it again.

What's the situation?

"It's the reason for the draw." As if he knew what she was thinking, Uncle Xiao opened his mouth to guess. Just now, Lu Chenguang fell off the stage at the same time as the clone, and it was not a loss, so the formation was not launched.

In this way, if you lose, you will be sent back to the first level, and if you draw, you will stay here, is it really only if you win that you can clear the level?

Uncle Xiao glanced at the fighting platform, sighed, turned around and walked towards that side, if you can only go out if you win, it can only be like this.

"Wait!" Hongge suddenly made a move, and grabbed the little uncle who was about to come to the stage, "What's that...... I thought, I have a way to win. ”

Uncle Xiao was stunned for a moment, but he was still not at ease, "Hongge, you just got married......

"Don't worry." She smiled and slapped twice on the chest, "Trust me! ”

After speaking, he jumped on the stage first.

If she guessed correctly......

Uncle Xiao had no choice but to stop and look at the red song on the stage worriedly.

Sure enough, the moment he came to power, the magic circle lit up again. And the same figure appeared opposite her, the same clothes, the same appearance, she opened her eyes slightly, and glanced up and down at each other. The opposite side also showed one, with the same shocked expression as her, and followed her to glance at her.

This gave Hong Ge the illusion that she was looking in the mirror, and it seemed that she guessed correctly.

She couldn't help but smile, and the person opposite him smiled as well.

And then......

The two of them both walked towards the middle of the stage and stopped two paces away from each other.

"Senior sister!" Not only the little uncle, but even the small sack on the side of pranayama looked nervously, waiting for the upcoming fight, the air seemed to condense.

But compared with the tension of the two off the court, the two people who are exactly the same on the field do not have the slightest tension at all, but are relaxed, and can even be said to be ...... It's a bit rambling!

The next moment, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Then they both raised their right hands, and they didn't see the magic condensation, but they said in unison......

"Rock-paper-scissors!" *2

The stone from the opposite side, the cloth from the red song!

A game is won or lost.

"it!" scolded directly on the other side, rolled his eyes at her, and threw out a sentence, "You're awesome!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the side of the stage, jumped and disappeared directly.

Red Song Win!

Uncle Junior: "......"

Small sack: "......"

What a situation! What about the good competition? That's it......

"Senior sister?" Until Hongge stepped down, Xiao Sack was still confused.

When the little uncle on the side understood something, he laughed out loud and said directly, "It seems that you see that the doppelganger on the stage is another self created by his own breath." ”

"Hey, yes." Hongge nodded.

She had only guessed before, and only confirmed it after watching the battle between Lu Chenhua and Xiao Saku.

That's right, what was on stage just now was not an identical clone, but themselves. Although I don't know how to do it, it is obvious that the magic circle above took advantage of their breath, and at the moment of taking the stage, it briefly pinched out a copy of them.

This replica, whether it is from cultivation, thought, or personality, is made from them as a template. That's why she can use the same sword intent as the little sack, and when she senses that the fryer will affect her, she will run over to help her block it as soon as possible.

These are all things that only the original Lu Chenhua and Xiao Sack would do, if that clone was just a puppet, it would be impossible to do these actions at all.

So it's only possible that it's not a puppet, it's real, it's really themselves.

Knowing this, it's simple.

Since it is oneself, the logic of thinking should be the same.

Thereupon...... She's stuck with a bug!

She is a peace-loving person, win or lose, a simple rock-paper-scissors can be separated, why fight and kill?

As for who loses and who wins?

As early as the moment she came to power, she had been silently reciting in her heart, I want to come out of the stone, I want to come out of the stone, I want to come out of the stone......

Sure enough, after the clone appeared, the other party came out with a stone.

And the red song is out of the cloth!

Well, who would have thought that she would even fool herself!

So, I got stuck with a perfect BUG!

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