873 Fourth Trial 6 (1/2)

Hearing Dyon's words, the clone directly spit up mouthfuls of blood in complete anger. He lost because his opponent was too weak? If those he grew up with knew this, would he be laughed at to his grave?

By the time Dyon said up to this point, there was no more point in him saying any more. Although he found this clone to be quite stupid to let himself be played with like this, he should have still been a powerful enough in his prime to be able to figure out the rest.

Even when his cloning technique was used to its fullest extent, there would still be a small delay when changes occurred. Those changes are what accounted for the transitions your opponent underwent.

For example, when Dyon exploded with new strength at the very beginning of the battle by using Demon Emperor's Will, his angel wings, and the residual energy from the third trial, he had been able to force the clone a half a step back.

Although the clone then brushed this off as him laying his guard down, Dyon's perception was too sharp to have missed that. The reason he forced him a half a step back wasn't because his guard was down, it was because he had yet to readjust himself to match Dyon's new height of power.

Because Dyon's energy cultivation talent was poor, and the clone was forced to match that, this delay was even greater for Dyon, allowing him to take advantage of the gap even better than another person could.

Dyon never thought that his poor energy cultivation talent would ever come in handy, but it did here.

After three weeks of becoming familiar with the flaws of the clone, he then gradually increased the output of his power. The reason he was able to do this was because while he was familiarizing himself with the clone's flaws, he was also slowly integrating more of the Demon Sage's blood essence. In the end, he only managed to add an addition 0.2%, but that was enough to catch the clone off guard with a burst of power.

However, Dyon felt no joy in this victory. He could tell that this clone had robbed him.

With Dyon's intelligence, he knew that the geniuses of other quadrants weren't anything to turn his nose up at. As such, he also knew that had the clone not broken the rules, it would have only taken him a few days to beat him at most. For another genius, it would have taken a week or two at most. The fact it took Dyon so long meant that he most definitely didn't rank well, and it pissed him off.

Stretching out his pulsing broad sword, and laying its heavy body on the slowly fading clone, he looked it in the eye with endless murderous intent.