Chapter 330 The battle between truth and falsehood!
This figure walking slowly from far to near, his laughter and voice made Ye Wuque extremely familiar, so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar!
Because...that is exactly his own voice!
The approaching figure, his face, his figure, everything about him was exactly the same as Ye Wuque!
In other words, he is also Ye Wuque, another Ye Wuque!
The only difference is that he is wearing a white military robe.
This is different from the Ye Wuque seen in the corner of the future on the seventh floor. The Ye Wuque on the ninth floor is neither the future nor the past, but the present Ye Wuque.
"Hello, I am Ye Wuque."
Ye Wuque, who was in white robe, stood still with a smile on his face. He was very polite and actually greeted Ye Wuque.
Ye Wuque quietly looked at the other self in front of him, his eyes flickering, and he kept scanning the white-robed Ye Wuque, as if he wanted to find even one thing in him that was different from himself.
However, Ye Wuque didn't find anything different or anything different.
Moreover, looking at the person opposite him who looked exactly like himself, Ye Wuque felt strange in his heart!
It's like looking into a mirror, but the other person is not an illusion or a shadow, it's him!
A living other him!
Even every hair, every inch of flesh and blood, and every cell are guaranteed to be genuine.
No wonder Ye Wuque had just stepped onto the ninth floor, and everything he had experienced on the first eight floors was clearly stated by the other party, without any mistakes or omissions.
Because this is also something in the other person’s memory!
"Interesting, is this the final trial of the last level?"
Ye Wuque looked at the white-robed Ye Wuque, letting the strange feeling in his heart flow, and spoke softly.
On the ninth floor of the Tower of Trial, the opponent turned out to be myself!
This is the real battle of identity!
In this life, the biggest opponent is not any terrible enemy, but oneself!
Whether in the secular world or the cultivation world, anyone who can defeat himself has great perseverance, great goals, and is a great person!
Baipao Ye Wuque laughed after hearing this and nodded: "You can think so. For you, this is indeed the trial content of the last level of the Tower of Trials, but for me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime trial.
Opportunity is the opportunity that I have been waiting for since I was born!"
"oh?"
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, seeming a little confused.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the entire ninth floor erupted with intense light from all directions, and then Ye Wuque saw a huge cage falling from the sky, and with a bang, he and the white-robed Ye Wuque were enveloped in it!
Ye Wuque watched the cage coming, but did not act rashly.
"I know you won't be nervous. Calmness has always been one of your characteristics, but after having this cage, I feel completely relieved, because then... you will have no way to escape!"
Baipao Ye Wuque spoke with a smile. The first half of the sentence was still very polite, but in the last half of the sentence, his expression suddenly changed, and the same bright eyes became full of desire, full of heat, and full of greed!
Staring at Ye Wuque, it was like looking at a supreme treasure!
"From the moment I was born, although I have all the memories and understand that I am you, there is no difference, but I know that no matter how similar I am, I am still just a copy, a copy of you, and will never be the real one.
Ye Wuque."
"Let me ask you, if you were me... what would you do?"
Ye Wuque, in white robe, stared at Ye Wuque, his bright eyes were as sharp as light, like a sword from heaven!
Ye Wuque's eyes were still calm, but he did not shy away. He looked directly at the white-robed Ye Wuque and said, "Of course there is only one choice, and that is to kill the real me and replace me."
"Very good! As expected of my true body, I can indeed see the essence through phenomena. Then, what I will do next is just as you said... take your place!"
"However, I will not kill you. Instead, I will...devour you! Only by swallowing you and absorbing every inch of your flesh and blood and every ray of your soul can I become the real Ye Wuque!"
Buzz!
The pale golden Holy Dao battle energy suddenly circulated, and the golden-red blood energy surged out from the white-robed Ye Wuque's body. He was also at the peak of his cultivation in the late stage of Jingso Realm, but at this moment he released aura fluctuations that far exceeded his cultivation level!
Obviously, within the dantian of the white-robed Ye Wuque, there is also the origin of the Holy Law of Fighting!
call out!
The white-robed Ye Wuque's figure was like lightning, as flexible as a carp in the lake, and he rushed towards Ye Wuque!
Buzz!
Ye Wuque also stirred up the fighting energy of the holy way, and the golden and red blood flowed out of his body. The source of the fighting holy method in his dantian spurted out mysterious power, and the water and milk blended together, making his aura surge in the same way!
Ye Wuque could see that the white-robed Ye Wuque had a reason to kill him, and he himself, starting from the first level and rushing to the ninth level, naturally could not drink hatred on this last level. He was bound to pass
This tower of trial!
Therefore, this battle between the two people is a fight to the death, and there is no way to escape it!
If that's the case, let's fight!
Bang!
Two identical white fists clashed in the air, and a huge counterattack force immediately erupted. However, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly froze, because he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling from the right fist of the white-robed Ye Wuque.
The power of!
It was precisely because of this power that he immediately fell into a disadvantage with this punch!
call out!
His figure suddenly retreated, Ye Wuque's eyes were filled with shock and he retreated ten feet before stopping. On the other hand, the white-robed Ye Wuque did not retreat even one step!
Make a decision!
"Haha, you look surprised? What, why am I stronger than you even though I am a clone?"
The white-robed Ye Wuque still raised his right fist in vain, but a sharp smile appeared on his face.
"That's because I am you! I know all your weaknesses! Therefore, in this battle, you are destined to be devoured by me! You will definitely die!"
Buzz!
The white-robed Ye Wuque shouted loudly, his black hair danced wildly, his golden and red blood energy combined with the fighting spirit of the holy way, he stepped on his feet and transformed into a dragon and a carp, and with infinite greed, he attacked Ye Wuque again!
Ye Wuque's face was expressionless, but his heart was echoing the words of white-robed Ye Wuque just now.
"He is my clone, which means that he also owns what I have. He knows all my weaknesses, and he even owns the origin of the Holy Law of Fighting."
In an instant, Ye Wuque felt the difficulty of this battle.
A person's biggest enemy is himself.
How difficult is it to defeat yourself?
However, no matter how difficult it is, Ye Wuque will not give up.
Buzz!
His right fist was clenched, facing the white-robed Ye Wuque who was attacking him brazenly. Ye Wuque's eyes were like a knife, and he punched out his right fist flatly, slowly but firmly!
Suddenly a mighty fist spirit appeared from the sky!
Domineering, brutal, and tenacious!
It is the first of the three killing punches, the general-killing punch!