OBS Chapter 231 Appearance
Chapter 231 Appearance
Truman saw Mu Xun rushing towards his real body and showed a faint smile. He didn't look flustered at all.
The bronze sword pierced Truman's body, but it still didn't feel like it was piercing a solid body.
Mu Xun frowned slightly: "Another phantom?"
He knew very well that when Truman cast the spell just now, his eyes never moved away from Truman for a moment.
And when he cast the spell just now, there was indeed a soul reaction in his body.
There should be nothing wrong with the real body.
but why......
"As I said, it's useless for you to use this trick against me." Dozens of Truman's clones surrounded him, saying this in a very calm tone at the same time.
Mu Xun's expression became colder and colder.
Truman said: "Now it's my turn."
He raised his hand, and a blue lightsaber appeared inexplicably in the hands of all the phantom clones.
Then all the phantom clones attacked Mu Xun at the same time!
Mu Xun calmly dealt with the dozens of phantom clones.
The rusty bronze sword in his hand was swung gracefully and freely, and the long sword drew lines of green light and shadow in the air.
Flip your wrist and do a quick sword dance.
The sword energy slashed in all directions.
One by one, the phantom clones were chopped and disappeared by him...
More than fifty clones, more than thirty were killed by Mu Xun in just a few seconds.
Seeing this, Truman raised his fingers, gathered his soul power, and prepared to create some more phantoms.
Mu Xun's eyes narrowed, but he seemed to have been waiting for the moment when Trumen would use this move again, and he immediately sensed his soul power.
"Got you."
"This is the real body!"
Whoosh——
Mu Xun stepped on the ground with his toes, and his long sword drew a line of green light, attacking in an instant!
Truman frowned slightly, and softly recited some spell in his mouth again: "Superpower—transformation!"
Mu Xun stabbed him with his sword, and the Truman he locked in front of him turned into a phantom again, and was destroyed by his sword.
"I see." Mu Xun understood and said coldly: "Your true body can interact with other phantoms in an instant.
"So what was originally a real body can be replaced by you into a phantom in an instant; what was originally a phantom can be replaced by you into a real body in an instant."
In the Tianyan room, Confucian Dean Yan's heart thumped for a moment, secretly thinking that something was wrong.
Unexpectedly, in just a few moves, Mu Xun discovered the secret of Truman's phantom clone, and he was worthy of being the successor of Guigu.
But now it's worse...
Truman laughed: "Guigu's disciple is indeed worthy of his reputation. I didn't expect that my signature ability would be seen through in less than two minutes of the fight.
"Speaking of which, you are also the first player in this competition to see through my abilities.
"But it's one thing to be able to see through my abilities. How are you going to deal with it?"
With that said, Truman raised his two fingers to cast a spell again.
This time, he directly created hundreds of phantom clones!
"Good guy..."
Meng Feifei saw this scene and said: "Old Chu is trying to use group fighting tactics...but maybe it will work. Hey, when I watched Mu Xun's matches before, the battles ended within ten seconds. This time This is the first time he has been on the court for three minutes and still hasn’t been able to solve his opponent!”
Hua Lingze smiled: "Trumen is indeed very smart. He knows that in terms of physical attributes alone, he cannot be Mu Xun's opponent, so he tries his best to try to pull each other to look for opportunities."
Lin Nai shook his head: "I don't think it's an option to continue like this."
"Oh?" Hua Lingze asked, "How do you say it?"
Lin Nai said: "Truman has created so many phantom clones at once, which is extremely draining of his soul power. If he continues to fight like this, even if Mu Xun cannot catch his true body, his soul power will be exhausted sooner or later. .”
Meng Feifei said suspiciously: "Old Chu, a person who is so good at calculation, should also calculate the consumption of his soul power very clearly, right?"
Lin Nai thought to himself that with Truman's character, this should be the case.
But he can see the changes in Truman's panel attributes.
Seven or eight hundred clones were created at once, and half of Truman's soul power was directly consumed!
Has this guy really calculated his consumption?
Within the battle scene.
The long sword in Mu Xun's hand shone with a cold light.
His figure is like a gust of wind, his movements are free and elegant, and his figure is like a falling maple leaf, light and calm.
Every time he danced, he was accompanied by sharp sword energy, cutting the surrounding air into countless fragments.
With each stroke of the sword, four or five clones were killed and disappeared.
But there are too many clones, and they are endless.
Moreover, Truman's real body sneaks into it from time to time and launches sneak attacks.
One second it was a phantom, and the next second it was the real thing.
Truman stabbed his lightsaber from behind and made sneak attacks from time to time. Mu Xun reacted quickly and immediately blocked the attack with a "ding" sound from his long sword. Then he held up his sword and slashed away with his sword.
The original real Truman turned into a phantom again.
Mu Xun's expression changed slightly.
Such continuous sneak attacks made him extremely annoyed.
Although he could react to every sneak attack, Mu Xun really couldn't easily catch Trumen's true body.
"The strength of these two people is simply... I'm afraid they have far exceeded most college students, right?"
In the preparation table, Su Qingxue, who had been eliminated, saw the battle and said with a complicated expression.
Li Xiaozhu next to him also nodded, and he really had to admit: "Yes... these two people are only freshmen... They are really scary monsters..."
not far away.
Bai Li crossed his legs and sat on the guardrail of the preparation table, playing with a small white dagger in his hand, grinning and sneered: "Ugh... Guigu disciples seem to be nothing more than that, I thought he was here Before the finals, I would kill all my opponents easily, but I didn’t expect that I would be stumped just after reaching the top 32, hehe..."
"when!"
Truman launched another sneak attack.
The blue lightsaber in his hand was blocked again by the rusty bronze sword in Mu Xun's hand.
The lightsaber and the rusty sword made "stab" and "stab" sounds of friction, and little sparks spattered out!
However, this stalemate only lasted a few seconds. Truman knew that his attributes were far inferior to Mu Xun, so he quickly relieved himself and retreated. Mu Xun wanted to seize this opportunity. The two of them changed their steps at the same time, stepping on each other's feet.
There were "ding" and "dang" sounds of weapons intertwining again.
Mu Xun chopped the lightsaber in Truman's hand and pierced his body with the sword.
However, the Truman in front of him turned into a phantom again and dissipated.
"..." Mu Xun was silent.
"You seem a little angry?" Truman's voice came from behind Mu Xun at this time: "Guigu disciples have rich combat experience, so they shouldn't have mental problems such as anxiety, impatience, impatience, etc., right?"
Mu Xun glanced back at him.
His eyes were still so cold.
Anan scratched his head and said: "Although Truman's voice and tone are so serious...why do I always feel that his words sound cheap?"
Meng Feifei said angrily: "This guy is just a sleazebag! He clearly saw my performance last time and deliberately pretended not to see it to tease me. I didn't know it until later... ..."
"If you want to use tug-of-war to try to cause problems with my mentality, then you are thinking too much." Mu Xun slowly turned around and looked at Truman coldly: "We in Guigu have a special mentality Quality training, your tricks are useless to me."
"Really." Truman nodded slightly: "I think so."
"However, I really don't want to waste any more time." After Mu Xun finished speaking, he slowly raised the rusty bronze sword in his hand.
The blue soul power slowly burned on his body surface. Then Mu Xun shook his fingers and flicked the sword lightly.
"Buzz--" the sword roared, and the sound spread out in the air like ripples!