Chapter Forty-Seven: Awaken the Power of the Soul!
During the fight, neither side spared, leaving several wounds on Qi Mingchen's body.
The replicant had only a few tiny scratches on his body.
For him, as long as he uses any move, the opposite side can use the same move, and in terms of strength and proficiency, it is several times stronger than him, and he can't deal with it at all.
"Bang!"
Just when he thought that the opponent would keep copying his attacks, suddenly the replicant suddenly changed his move and hit him directly in the chest.
Qi Ying Dust flew out upside down and slammed into the wall behind him!
"Ahem!"
He clutched his chest and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
This move did not suppress the strength of the opposite side, and knocked him out of internal injuries, and the severe pain in his body made him almost unable to move.
Instead of taking advantage of the victory, the replicant walked up to a distance of about a meter from him and took off his mask, revealing a face identical to his.
"We are the same people, with the same memories, the same thinking patterns, and the same strength......
The same power?
Qi Mingchen was unwilling in his heart, he didn't believe that the secret realm could even completely copy his power!
"If you take the initiative to give up, I will let you leave without pain, I hope you can recognize me, you have gone through so much, in fact, you are very disappointed in this world, you don't like it here, I will bear everything on your behalf, face the suffering of the world on your behalf, and realize your wishes."
Qi Mingchen didn't take off his mask, he just lowered his head.
With a wry smile, he said: "Since I was a child, I have indeed felt too much cruelty, competition, the law of the jungle, and all kinds of things, I have not experienced real warmth, and I have endured a lot of ...... alone."
Seeing him like this, the replicant also took out a wine gourd from his waist, handed it to him, and said, "You seem to have finished drinking, do you want to drink mine?" β
Qi Mingchen took the wine gourd, shook it, opened the stopper, and sniffed it, but did not drink it, but said: "If it were me, I would not give my wine gourd to anyone, even another self." β
The clone was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" β
"Because the wine gourd is my friend, will you give your friend to someone else casually?"
The replicant fell silent, seemingly struggling to understand what he meant.
He looked at the other party's dazed appearance, and also understood that the so-called replication of everything cannot be replicated at all, including perception and thinking, and what the other party can do is actually only simulation.
Feelings that can only be understood by truly experiencing everything cannot be understood by memories.
"You're someone else, not a copy of me, and you can't replace everything I have, even if you devour everything about me."
Qi Mingchen took off his mask, his eyes flashed with a faint golden light, he slowly got up, looked at the other side seriously, and said: "If, if you want to prove that you and I are the same, then I will carry out the last attack, if you copy perfectly, and are more perfect, then I will admit defeat, and everything I have will be devoured by you, how about it?" β
The clone didn't expect him to say this, and nodded: "No matter what attack, I can copy and block, I come from you, and I am stronger than you!" β
"Really?" The golden light in his eyes was even worse, and he raised a finger and said, "What if it's an attack I've never used before?" β
"What?" The clone didn't understand his movements, "What kind of attack is this, it is impossible for the spiritual power of the Dan stage to leave the body, what are you ......doing?"
"Hugh!"
Before the other party could speak, his eyes widened, and a bloody hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and just as he wanted to touch the wound on his forehead, he gradually lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Qi Mingchen half-knelt on the ground, his body trembled, looking at his hands, his emotions could not be calmed for a long time.
It worked!
When he was talking to the clone, he thought that there was a force in his body, which the other party would most likely not be able to copy.
That's the first light!
The first light was the golden energy born when he awakened the Wraith Divine Vein, which was originally not easy to control, but when he thought that even if this power was weak, but it already had the strength of the innate stage, he thought, if he used this energy to attack the other party, would it be possible to replicate it?
At that time, he felt that there was another kind of energy in his consciousness, as if he was a part of himself, and it seemed as if he could detach from his body.
Soul Power......
When he felt this power, he suddenly understood that this was the soul power that existed in everyone, but could not be experienced!
He fused the power of his soul with the first light, and originally wanted to sneak up on the clone and catch him off guard.
But he didn't.
The clone inherited his goodness, and did not directly kill him, and always gave him the right to choose, so he also wanted to give the other party the right to choose.
If, this clone, even the first light and the soul power he had just awakened, could be copied, then he was willing to give it all to the other party to devour.
In this way, he is also worthy of his heart.
Qi Mingchen walked in front of the clone and watched the other party disappear little by little.
"You can't copy everything I have, can you?"
The clone didn't answer, but the vanished body seemed to slow slightly.
"So, let me take your part, feel the world, and bear this suffering......"
The clone was dead, and there was no way to respond to him, but the vanished energy seemed to transform into a golden light that melted into his body.
Qi Mingchen unconsciously touched his eyebrows.
The first light, restored......
And it's a little stronger.
Qi Mingchen thought of the strength of the move just now, whether it was speed or energy, no one should be able to dodge it in the day after tomorrow.
This trick is used in the identity of "Hong Chen", and it also has a stronger proof.
γTrialist ......γ
At this time, he suddenly heard an old and majestic voice in his ears, which was different from before, and this voice carried some emotion.
Immediately afterward, the voice returned to its normal appearance.
[The trialist clears the trial of life and death and advances to the next level. γ
With that, his surroundings changed.
In the gloomy cave, there are many plants growing in it, and the cave is also dotted with some glowing ores.
There are some people around, who are the ones who have cleared the customs.
[Clearance, fifty-six.] γ
Qi Mingchen looked at the people around him who had cleared the level, thinking about how many of them had been replaced.
Or, have all been replaced?
Among the customs clearers, there is no figure of Mu Qingdu, this person should be able to see that the replicant cannot be defeated, and would rather erase his memory and leave than continue to clear the customs.
And Lu Xiyu was still here, her expression was faint, and she couldn't tell whether it was a clone or herself.
But...... It should be difficult for others to have such a means as Enlightenment Dust, and after absorbing the energy of the clone, he can vaguely understand the subtle differences between the two.
He could feel that everything was replaced here except him.
In other words, he is in danger at this level, and in order to prevent him from exposing the secrets of the clones, the secret realm will find a way to kill him.
Should he give up?