464 Real and Fake Feng Lins (1/2)

Great Sage Cudgel Arts!

Two identical figures engaged in an intensive fight, waving their cudgels around and creating many afterimages. They clashed repeatedly and sparks splattered. It was hard for either of them to emerge victorious within a short period.

Great Sage Stirring the Seas!

The cudgels moved about, flipping up the air and sending them rolling like the waves from the seas. They came incessantly, waves after waves, as if wanting to drown the mortal world.

Creating great havoc in the heavenly palace!

The figures spun and brought their metal cudgels with them, waving them about to create a series of cudgel shadows. An endless amount of powers was thrown out, wanting to crush everything completely.

Turning Hell Topsy-Turvy!

The metal cudgels were like metal pillars that supported the world, as if wanting to pierce through even the boundless netherworld.

...

Human figures darted about and the metal cudgels clashed.

Their moves were the same, their strengths were the same, their speeds were the same... The two of them seemed almost as if they had been created from the same mold, with identical capabilities.

The real and fake Feng Lins were engaged in a battle so intense that it was hard to determine the victor between them.

Sun Wukong's Might!

Since it was impossible to determine a winner through their moves, then he should try out his genetic powers.

Feng Lin beckoned with one hand and his spirit force gushed out crazily with a myriad of changes. They immediately formed wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and many other energies, then came crashing down.

Boom boom boom!

The fake Feng Lin didn't falter in the least. Silver light flashed on his forehead and he also mobilized a tremendous amount of spirit force, sending them smashing over. They turned into energy torrents, and the strong forces from both sides collided.

Wind, fire, thunder, lightning. The identical attacks smashed each other, turning into energy repercussion waves that scattered out in all directions, distorting the space within the mirror.

This Corpse Slaying Mirror had the capability to perfectly replicate actual abilities. The capabilities of both the real and the fake were identical, but the Corpse Slaying Mirror itself did have a limit to how much power it could withstand.

Even if Feng Lin couldn't defeat his clone, if his powers surpassed the limits of what the ancient mirror could handle, he would be able to barge through forcibly.

However, Feng Lin didn't want to do such a thing.

If he couldn't even win against a clone, then all his efforts in cultivating all this while—experiencing countless dangerous situations to temper himself—would have been for nothing.

Even if this clone was a replication of himself!

Those with capability would be able to subdue their hearts!

Usually, a cultivator's greatest enemy would tend to be themselves!

Laziness, slacking, arrogance—all these negative emotions were barriers that stopped one from being able to progress forth.

If he couldn't even subdue a fake, how could he possibly transcend worldliness?

Feng Lin's mind moved very quickly as he tried to think of a plan.

All the abilities that he had, the clone had them too.

Since that was the case, if he wished to defeat the clone, the only thing he could do was to create a new way.

A thought hit Feng Lin and he stopped attacking blindly. Instead, he started to recall his own means and started comprehending.

Earthfiend Truefire, Endless Transformations, Great Sage Cudgel Arts... Different techniques flashed past in his mind and rapidly assembled together. However, he couldn't think of much within such short notice.

He gave it much thought but it was futile.

Sun Wukong was an existence amongst the three realms that could fight and battle, could battle and win. Only through a battle would it be possible to stimulate its greatest battle prowess.

”Again!” Looking at the clone that looked exactly like himself, Feng Lin beckoned with his hand and pounced forth once again.

Both the real and the fake Feng Lins kept exchanging moves, not giving way to each other.

This was an extremely mysterious feeling, as if one was fighting themselves while facing a mirror. Both sides knew each other means extremely well.

It was a completely different feeling to be facing one's own techniques.

Feng Lin was in no hurry to seek victory. Instead, he sensed the prowess of the moves, similar to appreciating things from a third party perspective. He felt a completely different feeling and his understanding of his own techniques became increasingly deeper.

The Earthfiend Truefire's prowess was too simple. The Endless Transformation was very flexible, but its prowess was insufficient. The Great Sage Cudgel Art was extremely powerful, being able to overcome its opponents with great might, but without the Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel, there would be too many restrictions...

Gradually, he understood the flaws behind his own means. All these turned into actual genetic potential and reinforced his cultivation.