After observing the enemy's behavior and summarizing the information both sides possessed, Mr. Yang quickly made a decision.
What needed to be done was very simple. Just smash them with the ultimate move right to the face.
If that fake version of himself could still have strength left in this situation, then he would simply take Bailu and run. Once they found the others, dealing with this thing would become much easier.
Besides his own side, what Mr. Yang was actually more worried about was Nero's side.
He narrowed his eyes as the scene from that day in Belobog flashed through his mind.
The young man wielded a heavy sword with one hand, the sword's momentum rising from the abyss to cut the blue heavens...
If... a copy identical to Nero also appeared, what would they do then?
That kind of power... perhaps Nero would be the hardest copy of all to deal with.
Mr. Yang lightly tapped his fingers against his cane and quickly gathered the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
There was no use thinking about that now. It would be better to solve the trouble right in front of him first.
At the same time, another place in Return Star Port.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle-like sound rang out as a cold flash of light tore through the air.
Yanqing turned toward the sound and saw a sword flying through the sky.
The flying sword shot forward in an instant, fast as lightning.
But as the genius swordsman of the Luofu, Yanqing was not someone to be trifled with.
Among people his age, only Nero had ever beaten him to the point where he couldn't fight back...
What's more, after being tempered by Nero, Yanqing had also settled his arrogance and focused even more on cultivation. His current strength had already risen to another level.
Yanqing quickly drew his sword. With a twist of his wrist, sword shadows guarded his body as he thrust forward.
When the blades collided, Yanqing flicked his wrist and released a burst of force. With a "clang," the flying sword was knocked away and fell to the ground.
Immediately after, Yanqing formed a sword gesture with his fingers. Holding his sword in one hand, his divine sense connected with the mechanism, and six flying swords shot out at once, circling around his body.
Yanqing's sharp gaze swept toward a corner. He pointed his blade in that direction and shouted, "Who's there? Come out right now!"
The sudden change startled Huohuo. The foxian girl immediately hugged her head and crouched down in defense on the spot.
"You chickened out way too fast! You're embarrassing me!" Tail shouted a few complaints.
While they were speaking, several more flying swords came flying over. "Yanqing" stepped out from the corner and rushed forward with his sword, the blade aiming straight for Yanqing's forehead.
Yanqing stepped back while blocking. The real and the fake Yanqing quickly clashed together. Flying swords danced through the air, stirring heaven and earth... whose autumn water and frost brilliance would prevail?
The clanging sounds of swords colliding rang continuously in Huohuo's ears, but she suddenly heard Tail say, "Hey! You coward, stop crouching and look ahead!"
Huohuo instinctively raised her head and looked forward, only to discover that someone exactly like herself was walking toward her...
Well, not completely the same. The one in front of her didn't have a tail.
"Eek!!!" Huohuo screamed. "It's me... it's me without a tail!"
That "Huohuo" wore a cold sneer on her face as she walked closer step by step. She also had quite a few talismans on her body, though unfortunately none of them looked very offensive.
With a gloomy face, she stretched out both hands toward Huohuo, looking like she wanted to strangle the real one to death.
"Whoa! You little coward, look at her! What are you afraid of!?"
Huohuo trembled as she stood up and swallowed hard.
The next moment, the "Huohuo" in front of her screamed and rushed straight at her.
Huohuo was so frightened that she also let out a miserable scream and turned around to run.
Above them, two genius swordsmen began their duel. Below them, two fox girls also started a chase, one running and the other pursuing.
Of course, Tail's irritable shouting never stopped.
"Why are you running!? You coward! Hit her!"
The same kind of situation that the first three groups encountered naturally didn't miss the Sparrowfish group either...
"Oh?"
Looking at the two figures standing in front of him, Nero stopped Black Cutter's movement.
Ditting, who sat at the very front of Black Cutter and was responsible for guiding the way, blinked twice and then lay down without moving.
The little creature seemed to sense the change in the atmosphere. It felt like a fight was about to start.
Behind Nero, Qingque held onto his waist with both hands while leaning her head forward to look at the people ahead together with him.
The two people stood there boldly, not making any moves for the time being.
They hadn't chosen to ambush them. Instead, they seemed very confident in their own strength, as if they had been waiting here specifically for Nero and Qingque to arrive.
There was no Black Cutter on the other side, and no Ditting either.
But without a doubt, that girl was "Qingque," and that boy was "Nero."
There was no life visible in the eyes of the two impostors, but aside from that they were exactly the same as the originals.
Still, Qingque narrowed her eyes as she looked at the "Nero" across from them.
That fake also looked handsome, almost as if he was sparkling brightly, but the feeling he gave off was completely different from the real Nero.
"Nero" didn't have that warm feeling Nero carried. He looked cold and gave off no sense of friendliness, nor did he make people want to get close to him.
If Nero's beauty were compared to a flawless piece of jade, then "Nero" would be like a lump of plastic desperately trying to imitate jade.
At that moment, the "Qingque" spoke.
"You've finally arrived. We've been waiting here for you for a long time."
As she spoke, "Qingque" shifted her gaze toward Qingque.
"With you around, there's no point in ambushing you midway. It's better to wait here directly for you... The reason you arranged the groups this way is because you calculated it, right?"
"If you weren't in the same group as Nero, replacing you would be very easy for me. And once I replaced you, it would also become much easier for my companions to replace the others. In the end, replacing Nero might not be impossible."
Qingque blinked twice and revealed a sly smile, spreading her hands.
"Who knows?"
After that, Qingque raised her hand and patted Nero's back, whispering, "Nero, can you handle it? Since they copied our appearances and are confident about replacing us, their strength probably isn't much worse than ours."
Nero smiled. "Of course I can handle it!"
The kid was extremely confident, after all he understood the source of his own power quite well.
Things like Pure Beauty, Hunt, Elation, Harmony, and Destruction... he had drawn a bit from all of them. Especially the first three, he had drawn quite a lot from them. And that didn't even include his own personal power.
So how much could this copy in front of him actually replicate?
Even if it copied all the power he had at the moment it was created, what about the power he had gained in the time between its birth and now? How would that guy make up for that gap?
'It couldn't be that he also had a system, right?'
"In that case, solve it quickly. Be careful." Qingque trusted Nero a lot.
"Mm."
Nero responded and jumped down from Black Cutter, striding forward with his head held high.
At that moment, a sharp breaking sound suddenly rang out as a black shadow flew toward Qingque.
But in the next instant, a compressed whirlwind exploded violently, slamming the thing into a nearby wall and leaving a savage hole in it.
Nero raised his eyes and looked at "Qingque."
"Don't rush. If you really can deal with me, then it won't be too late to kill the person you're imitating afterward."
As he spoke, Nero raised a hand and rolled up the sleeve of his robe.
"Come on. Let me try the two of you."
"Qingque" frowned, but she didn't dare attack again.
She was certain that if she tried another sneak attack, Nero would slap her to death immediately.
Although she didn't know Nero's exact strength, she knew "Nero's" strength.
As a copy, the difference in power shouldn't be too great. If "Nero" could do something, Nero could definitely do it as well.
"Nero" also rolled up his sleeves, and a massive force burst out from his body.
Nero looked at the fake version of himself and slightly frowned.
It felt much weaker. It seemed like it hadn't even managed to fully copy the powers of Hunt and Elation. Was the person behind this already at their limit?
"Nero" noticed Nero's expression and curled the corner of his mouth. Dozens of wind swords instantly appeared around him.
Looking at Nero's clear eyes, he said aggressively, "Don't be so arrogant. My strength is on par with yours."
"You think you can deal with the two of us alone? Besides, can you really bring yourself to strike at yourself?"
Nero looked at "Nero" in confusion.
"You're not me. What are you talking about?"
"Nero" didn't respond. Instead, he directly activated the wind sword formation and launched an attack on Nero.
For a moment, countless sword shadows surged forward like a tide, rushing toward Nero.
But in the next instant, "Nero's" pupils suddenly shrank.
He wasn't sure if he had blinked. He didn't know if he had been dazed for even a split second...
White robes fluttered loudly in the wind. The boy's gray eyes stared at him without emotion. He couldn't figure out at all... how this guy had gotten here.
How did he suddenly appear right in front of him?
Was the wind sword formation just decoration?
"Nero's" thoughts were cut off.
Because Nero's palm had already slapped onto the fake's face. Even using all the strength of this copied body, he couldn't resist the terrifying force crashing into his face. "Nero" was slammed straight downward into the ground.
"Holy shit! Why is he so strong!?"
The "Qingque" beside him screamed. This was a result she had never imagined.
Filled with shock, "Qingque" leaned forward to look.
"Nero" was now completely embedded in the ground. The left side of his face that had been struck by the slap was utterly ruined.
Flesh and bone twisted together, all the teeth were gone, and the eyeball had burst red with blood and popped out.
Such a handsome appearance had been turned into a zombie with a single slap from the original.
'Why's this guy so strong!?'
"Qingque" couldn't stop her gaze from shifting toward Nero.
That small body now seemed to expand countless times larger. As the boy strode forward with the steps of a dragon and tiger, it felt as if his presence alone was pressing down upon the entire Luofu.
This made "Qingque" involuntarily think, "If only this guy were my partner instead."
But the next moment, she was dragged out of that fantasy.
When Nero turned his head to look at "Qingque," she felt like her heart was about to leap right out of her chest.
"Your turn," Nero said.
Immediately after, a loud thump rang out.
That "Qingque" dropped to her knees without the slightest shame.
"I was wrong, bro! I won't dare again, never again!"
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