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Chapter 191: The Clone Meets Another Clone
Before the words fell, countless black hidden weapons flew out from Nangong Wan'er's hands, instantly enveloping the entire Arena. Although these hidden weapons were not poisoned and lacked strong lethality, their coverage area was vast, and one could easily get hit by one or two if not careful.
Looking at the innocent and adorable girl in the Arena, everyone realized they had been deceived by her appearance. Her earlier words were clearly meant to buy time, and while being extremely cunning, she had unleashed a flurry of hidden weapons. Such a sudden attack would be difficult for an average person to defend against.
However, Sun Zhe was no ordinary person. As the hidden weapons flew toward him, he showed no signs of surprise, as if everything was under his control.
"First move!"
With a faint smile as he observed the scene before him, his feet suddenly moved, stepping into a series of mysterious steps. His figure seemed to become illusory, allowing the hidden weapons to pass through his phantom one by one and fall to the ground without touching him.
"Brother Sun, be careful! My junior sister is quite cunning; she has always been the demon of our Hua Qing Sect. Don't underestimate her and end up losing," Pang Yiting called out to Sun Zhe with a smile as she watched the scene in the Arena.
"Yiting, how could you say that?" Nangong Wan'er shot an annoyed glare at Pang Yiting.
"Haha... A great demon meets another demon. Good luck, Sun Zhe! You can't lose to her..." Zhao Ang also laughed and chimed in.
"Second move!"
The moment Sun Zhe's voice rang out, Nangong Wan'er attacked again. This time, she spread her hands forward, not scattering hidden weapons but releasing exactly seven gleaming black flying knives. However, this time the speed of the flying knives was much faster. Three came from the front and four from behind, forming a peculiar pattern that seemed to seal off the entire space, directly enclosing Sun Zhe within the attack range.
"This technique is impressive!"
Seeing the mysterious flight trajectory of the seven flying knives, Sun Zhe couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He hadn't expected that Nangong Wan'er had mastered such exquisite techniques at her young age. However, these seven flying knives still lacked what it took to hit him.
In an instant, he flashed his body, and the space originally sealed by the seven flying knives revealed a gap. In the blink of an eye, Sun Zhe escaped from their attack range.
"I'm going to catch you now."
With a joyful cheer, Nangong Wan'er's delicate figure suddenly appeared beside Sun Zhe. Her fair hand shot out like lightning toward him, her face beaming with a triumphant smile.
"Just a little more, it's the third move."
Sun Zhe leaned to the side, his body twisting to the left as if it had transformed, skillfully dodging Nangong Wan'er's determined grab. As he turned, he didn't forget to remind her.
"You..." Anger surged in the girl's eyes, and purple light immediately erupted from beneath her feet. With the assistance of this purple Thunder Power, her speed increased several notches, creating a series of purple shadows as she charged towards Sun Zhe.
"Fourth move!"
"Fifth move!"
...
Nangong Wan'er's attacks came one after another, and Sun Zhe's voice followed suit. The two of them continuously flashed and chased each other across the Arena, their illusory figures merging into one.
The crowd below the Arena watched in astonishment at the scene before them, their eyes wide open. Although the two on the Arena were not engaging in direct combat, their duel was far more exciting than an ordinary fight. The exquisite footwork was beyond what an average person could compare to.
Nangong Wan'er clearly mastered more than one type of Martial Arts, and each form was executed with great proficiency. She stepped through one mysterious movement after another, her delicate figure constantly darting and shifting, resembling a sprite within a Purple Radiance, closely following Sun Zhe and appearing incredibly agile.
Sun Zhe relied on his profound cultivation and understanding of spatial environments. Although his Martial Arts were slightly inferior, he compensated with his overall performance. His extensive battle experience allowed him to predict Nangong Wan'er's next move almost as soon as she took a step, enabling him to make corresponding judgments instantly.
Regardless, both of their footwork could be considered outstanding among their peers. The Arena was filled with flickering illusions; those with slightly poorer eyesight found it nearly impossible to discern their true positions. However, those who could see clearly were equally astonished by their movements.
Sun Zhe was somewhat surprised by Nangong Wan'er's speed. This girl was only a Mid-Level Thunder Sovereign, yet her footwork was no less exquisite than that of a Cultivator at the Realm of the Thunder Lord. If it weren't for his understanding of space having reached a certain level and for spreading out his Spirit Domain, he might have already been touched by her.
While Sun Zhe was amazed, Nangong Wan'er's senior sisters were shocked by Sun Zhe's footwork. Nangong Wan'er had an exceptional talent for Martial Arts related to footwork and had nearly mastered all high-level footwork techniques within Hua Qing Sect. Although her offensive capabilities were not strong, her agility surpassed that of Cultivators one rank higher than her. Yet Sun Zhe effortlessly evaded Nangong Wan'er time and again, clearly demonstrating superior footwork compared to many Cultivators of the same rank.
"This is the eighth move; there are still two moves left!"
Purple light surged beneath Sun Zhe's feet as he flashed forward, appearing directly three zhang away from Nangong Wan'er, reminding her.
"Hmph, I know!"
Nangong Wan'er wrinkled her nose, letting out a gentle breath. Clearly, the series of pursuits had put some pressure on her; her cultivation was ultimately a tier below Sun Zhe's.
After a moment, Nangong Wan'er had already recovered. This time, she showed a serious expression for the first time. A brilliant Purple Radiance suddenly burst forth beneath her feet, shining far brighter than before. It was evident that at this critical moment, she was ready to unleash her ultimate Martial Arts.
As the Purple Radiance erupted, she was instantly enveloped in this purple light. Her delicate figure was immediately surrounded by the purple glow. Then, with a flash of the purple light, she vanished from her original spot, leaving everyone astonished to find that Nangong Wan'er was no longer present in the Arena.
"There's not even a trace of her presence," Sun Zhe remarked with a frown. He couldn't sense Nangong Wan'er at all.
"Let's end this!"
A young voice suddenly rang in Sun Zhe's ears. This time, nine identical Nangong Wan'ers appeared around him, completely surrounding Sun Zhe. With this, there was no possibility for him to escape.
Just when everyone thought Sun Zhe would concede defeat, another figure of Sun Zhe flashed from the other side of the Arena. The Sun Zhe surrounded by Nangong Wan'er instantly dimmed and disappeared without a trace; it turned out to be merely a shadow clone. The real Sun Zhe had already left.
"This is the ninth move!" Sun Zhe said with a faint smile as he looked at the nine identical Nangong Wan'ers.
"I have already finished!"
Unexpectedly, at the moment Sun Zhe spoke, another Nangong Wan'er appeared behind him and decisively declared. This was indeed the tenth Nangong Wan'er and coincidentally, it was Nangong Wan'er's true self.
The Nine Transformations Clone Technique that Nangong Wan'er used was the top-tier body technique from Hua Qing Sect. Once mastered to perfection, it could create nine identical clones, each possessing self-awareness and all the abilities of the practitioner. Although there were time limitations, within that timeframe, one's strength could almost increase ninefold.
Now, Nangong Wan'er had not yet mastered it to perfection; she had only reached an intermediate level where each clone possessed only one-tenth of her true strength. However, it was more than sufficient for this Arena Competition.
Upon seeing the last appearance of Nangong Wan'er's true self, everyone realized that this girl was indeed exceptionally clever. In the end, she had outsmarted them all. However, since she relied on Hua Qing Sect's top-tier body technique for her victory, everyone could only sympathize with the defeated Sun Zhe.
"What's wrong? Are you still unwilling to concede?"
Looking at the silent Sun Zhe in front of her, Nangong Wan'er furrowed her brows slightly. In her opinion, Sun Zhe should not be someone who goes back on his word. This bet was proposed by Sun Zhe himself, and he wouldn't violate it in front of everyone.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Ang and Shen Yan, who were below the arena, seemed to realize something, and a hint of amusement suddenly appeared on their faces.
"It's not that he won't speak; it's just that he is merely a clone and cannot talk..."
A faint voice came from behind Nangong Wan'er. Sun Zhe sighed helplessly towards her. With a wave of his right hand, eight identical figures appeared around him. However, these figures did not possess any strength and only shared the same aura as Sun Zhe.
It turned out that before Nangong Wan'er revealed her true form, Sun Zhe had already taken the lead by using a clone to replace his real body, which instead lured out Nangong Wan'er's true form. Now that Nangong Wan'er had appeared in her true form and had used up her tenth move, Sun Zhe naturally no longer needed to hide.
"The tenth move is over; it should be you who admits defeat now."
Looking at the astonished Nangong Wan'er with a faint smile, Sun Zhe slowly spoke.
Nangong Wan'er initially thought she had outsmarted Sun Zhe with the Shadow Clone Technique, but unexpectedly, she was deceived by Sun Zhe's own use of the Shadow Clone Technique. In the end, Sun Zhe was indeed one step ahead.
"Good!"
Someone shouted first, and everyone below the arena erupted in applause. It was not for Sun Zhe or for Nangong Wan'er but for both of them—a contest of clones that was no less thrilling than a top-level battle!
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