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[261] Shadow Trial II

"Please don't be surprised. In fact, I am you!" Shadow smiled and said to Wang Man: "Compared with this, you'd better think about how to defeat me."

"Really?" Wang Man took a breath and said with a smile: "I see, but if I guessed correctly, you should have the same ability as me, right?"

"Yes!" Shadow nodded: "But, there are still some differences!"

"Difference? What difference?" Wang Man asked strangely.

"You need to experience this yourself!" After saying that, Shadow clenched his hands into fists, made a vigorous movement, and rushed towards Wang Man again.

Run! Wang Man didn’t even think about it, he activated the running skill and moved back!

However, Shadow suddenly followed up with a flash magic, got close to Wang Man, and hit his lower abdomen with a heavy fist from his left hand.

Wang Man hurriedly tried to avoid it, but the shadow's originally punched him forcefully defended it, flew around behind Wang Man, and hit Wang Man's abdomen horizontally. The posture adjustment only took a moment. Then he directly punched straight.

It turned into a bombing from across the sky and hit Wang Man in the abdomen with one punch.

"Critical attack!"

It was just a simple boxing skill that put Wang Man on the spot again!

"Mader, why do you get critical hits every time?" Wang Man, who was lying on the ground, wanted to roar, but because his whole body seemed to be falling apart, he couldn't roar and could only wait angrily.

Restoration of vitality!

After standing up again, Wang Man kept a safe distance from Shadow and forced himself to calm down. He began to carefully recall every performance of Shadow from the fight to now.

In fact, it was only after facing his own shadow that Wang Man realized how terrifying his attack power was. The shadow's attack power was the same as his, and the upper limit of its attack power was a fatal critical hit, but he didn't know if it was because the shadow was

It is controlled by one's own heart, so not only does it completely copy Wang Man's ability, but the probability of critical hits is higher than Wang Man's! A fight between two high-damage spirit kings.

A few encounters were enough to be fatal, and the shadow also had the same critical attack ability as Wang Man, which made Wang Man even more miserable. Sometimes he didn't even have a chance to fight back, and he just fell down.

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Man slowly remembered that it seemed that during the battle, Shadow showed abilities that were unimaginable to Wang Man. For example, in the third time, Wang Man caught Shadow and made a decisive move.

.However, Shadow used a chain of fighting energy to directly hold Wang Man's hands, blocking his attack route, and then took advantage of the situation to counterattack and kill Wang Man. However, Shadow's body showed no sign of being hit by energy.

In the fourth battle, Wang Man walked up behind Shadow and wanted to attack. But at the moment when his fists came, Shadow bent his body slightly forward, which not only made Wang Man's original plan

The punch missed, and the shadow was missed by a small distance. Moreover, the shadow did not even turn around, but directly backhand. He stabbed a thin frost energy blade on Wang Man's chest, killing him.

Got it done again.

After thinking about it like this, Wang Man finally discovered that Shadow seemed to have a much deeper understanding of the body than Wang Man himself knew about his own body!

"It seems that you understand a little bit!" Shadow saw the sudden light in Wang Man's eyes.

Then he continued: "Yes, my ability comes entirely from you, but in fact, I understand the potential of this body better than you do, and I can bring out all the potential of this body!"

"Potential?" Wang Man murmured, chewing on this word.

"You may not know that in the Dark Century, vampires of wolf blood like you who are full of fighting spirit and whose strength has reached the top of the Spirit King are quite rare. It is not so much scarcity as your existence.

Most strong men feel dejected!"

Shadow continued: "Your potential is higher than you can imagine. Although such a body is not uncommon among so many opponents, I think you may not even realize that you can survive in despair.

How far can you go in the dark!"

"Compared with you, the advantage I have is that I understand best how powerful this body can be in an unrestricted duel!" Shadow pointed at Wang Man with his middle finger: "If you can't really understand

What are the rules of the Soul King Realm? Then you will never be able to defeat me! You know, if your body is just that of an ordinary person, it would be fine. When I copy you, your ability may not be very high. As long as you add

With a little luck, you might be able to pass the test, but unfortunately, the stronger your physical fitness, the more difficult it will be for you to challenge my shadow!"

"Is this really the case?" Wang Man raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth and sneered: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it. There are people who know me better than me!"

"Isn't it true, you will know if you try it?" Shadow shook his head and sighed: "Go on. My mission is to fulfill the duties of the Lord of Light and the Shadow Priest, and I won't let you leave here easily!"

"Don't let me leave here? It's delayed and it's too late for you to regret. Come on!" Wang Man roared and fought with the shadow again...

At the same time, deep in the Yamaro Desert, in a sand dune, the dust covering the surface moved rapidly, as if being pulled by some force. In a short time, the sand dune moved several feet away;

The stone door engraved with the symbol of Death's Sickle faces the sky. This is an underground place!

"Two million gold coins! As long as you help me get rid of him, the two million gold coins will be yours."

In a dark secret room in the crypt, three people were talking.

If Akali were here, Lifu would recognize who the speaker was.

It is none other than the Blood-faced Earl of Blood Night Imperial City, Franlidos!

"Two million gold coins! If I'm not mistaken, this is the earl's private income for a year. It's really a generous sum!" The person talking to Franlidos on the other side of the secret room was a middle-aged man.

He is a man with a scar under his eyebags. He is sitting on a chair with his feet on a table. In his hand, he is playing with a piece of black crystal that exudes a ghostly light. It shows Franlidos.

The image that was passed to him was flexibly rolled around in his hand, but there was no trace of stagnation or falling.

The man said jokingly to Franlidos: "I say, Lord Earl, if you want to kill someone, wouldn't it be enough to just find some elite assassins to kill him?"

"Do you think I don't want to?" Franlidos tugged on the tie of his tuxedo, drank the blood mead in the cup at hand, and said: "This guy stopped me from pursuing a woman, and he looks like this

The boy's strength is above that of yours and mine; our vampire clan has been undergoing internal rectification recently, and I can't get away, but are you going to do it or not? I don't have the time to waste it here!"

"Ha, you know how to make an abacus!" The scarred man laughed: "When you think of paying for a murder to vent your anger, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, I really don't know what you rich nobles are thinking!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Will you accept it or not? I came here once, but I risked being noticed by the royal family. You'd better not play with me!" Franridos asked through gritted teeth.

"Yes! Of course!" The scarred man said with a smile: "As long as we have money, why don't we accept it? Tell me, what do you want us to do?"

"I want you to kill him! Imprison his soul and bring it to me when the time comes. Half of the two million gold coins will be paid in advance, and the other half will be paid after the event is completed." Franlidos said with a ferocious face.

"Haha, Lord Earl, you may not know that for us, we never leave souls when we kill people. I'm afraid it's the soul you want, which is very difficult to do."

"Then capture him alive and let me kill that kid myself." Franlidos almost shouted: "I don't care what method you use, as long as he completely disappears in front of me! Don't tell me what you are doing."

The famous Reaper Corps cannot even solve this small problem."

"Okay, okay! You are the boss, you have the final say!" The scarred man shrugged, and after saying this, he crushed the black crystal in his hand to pieces.

After Franlidos gloated and left, the middle-aged man yelled fiercely: "Damn, what the hell! How dare you yell at me!" Then he turned the seat under him, changed the direction, and asked:

"How's it going? Have you checked it out?" In the room, an old man with a white beard also turned around at this time, nodded, and replied in a low voice: "We checked it out. The situation is the same as before.

The young earl said the same thing, there is no discrepancy, the target’s name is Wang Man. However, this kid’s identity is a bit special.”

"Oh? What special method? Could it be more special than us reapers?"

"Haha, that's not true; but this kid is indeed the new generation of Wolf King that is widely rumored in the Chinese continent. The Dou Qi Spirit King has the top level of Spirit King in strength. It is said that this kid has a lot of killer skills!"

"Hehe! Old guy, there's really nothing you can't find! But look at that guy's appearance!" The scarred man smiled and condensed the black crystal that turned into ashes again.

Man's message appeared again: "This guy's face looks a bit untouchable!"

The old man who was called the old guy, that is, the old man with a white beard, caught the black crystal, took one look at it, and threw it away.

"Your Highness, just take it. As long as we act carefully, even if this kid's bad luck falls into our hands."

"Well, whose life our Reaper Corps is going to cause trouble for will be life-threatening. He can't escape this time!"

The scarred middle-aged man is the so-called His Highness of the Reaper Corps. At this time, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Reaper, the half-man and half-horse in myths and legends, the demon king with flames all over his body and a death scythe in his hand!

Don’t you think it’s destiny for that boy to meet His Highness? Haha..."


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