C97 Fight Against Yourself

The huge beast in front of him fell to the ground. A huge amount of spiritual energy began to dissipate from its body. Its physical body began to turn transparent, and the figure of each joint of the Three-Headed Thunder gradually revealed itself.

"It would be a waste to dissipate so much pure Spiritual Energy. Why don't I absorb it?" As Han Bing said this, he started circulating the Mysterious Nine Spirits Art at high speed, forming a powerful suction around his body that was like a whirlpool in the deep sea. Han Bing was at the center of the whirlpool, and a huge amount of pure spiritual energy was flooding into his body.

The figures that had just appeared began to dissipate as soon as they came into contact with the outside world. It seemed that the dissipation of the Three Headed Thunder had caused an extremely strong backlash.

Han Bing absorbed the spiritual energy into his body, and consolidated his cultivation level. Although this energy couldn't help Han Bing break through, it still helped him improve quite a bit. Now, Han Bing was sure that under the state of Dragon Transformation, he would definitely be invincible. His battle power was comparable to Zhan Yun's.

When he thought about Zhan Yun, if it wasn't for him not exposing Zhan Yun, Han Bing would have wanted to bring him into the Tower of Dao Seeking. Even if there weren't any other strange movements, just this massive amount of heaven and earth energy would be infinitely beneficial to Zhan Yun. The God Beast's bloodline gave it a speed faster than ordinary people, allowing it to absorb and convert soul force. The energy of heaven and earth here was so dense that if it was allowed to cultivate, it would definitely reach a thousand miles per day.

However, right now he could only have it hide in his cultivation room. If he didn't return for the next ten days, Zhan Yun would feel suffocated.

Just at that time, the world changed again. Wind rose and clouds surged in the sky. Clouds started to converge to form the shape of a human face, and the aura it gave off was extremely terrifying.

"Trial Challenger, the third round of the smelting trial is about to begin. Once it starts, it will be a battle of life and death. Do you want to continue? " The voice that came from the clouds and formed a human face said. It sounded like the great yellow bell, filled with an ancient aura.

"Since I have the chance, I shall give it a try. In a battle of life and death, what is the point?" I'll continue. " Han Bing's voice was bold and unrestrained. In this land of passion and passion, Han Bing also became passionate.

"Ha ha-ha ha, you have guts! Victory would bring endless benefits; defeat could only lead to death. "Young man, I like your character, but this won't be the reason for me showing you mercy. Come, let's have a great battle." The human face spoke excitedly and began to twist, forming a passageway. The other end of the passageway was filled with endless darkness, a domain unknown to all.

However, what did he mean by "fight with me"? Wouldn't it be self-mutilation if he were to beat him?

Just when Han Bing was puzzled, a figure flew out from the black tunnel and stood in front of Han Bing.

The person in front of him was dressed in a black military uniform. He had pitch-black armor, overbearing battle boots, and a cloak that fluttered in the wind. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, he gave off an unruly demeanor. He looked to be around 13 or 14 years old, had long black hair that fluttered in the wind, a handsome face that was young and tender, and an imposing heroic air. His eyes were bright and full of spirit as he faced Han Bing.

Wasn't this him!?

Han Bing was surprised to see the other person standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. However, now that he was in the Dragonform, it looked different from the outside.

At this moment, the black-armored Han Bing raised his right hand, causing space to distort and a long sword to appear in his hand. The longsword was pitch-black in color, and it was gorgeous yet domineering. It was actually the exact same as the Heavenly Swords. It seemed that in order to create a fair fight, all of his abilities were at the same level as Han Bing.

However, this dragon transformation technique could not be replicated. However, the black Han Bing had directly raised her cultivation to the peak of the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and was even infinitely close to the True Core realm. This was the strength that Han Bing was currently displaying.

"Han Bing, or rather, I am Han Bing. As long as I kill you, I can leave this Tower of Dao Seeking with your identity, and live an ordinary life with your identity. From then on, I will take your place and have everything for you. "Hahaha, how wonderful it will be." Black Han Bing said.

"Wishful thinking, you pirated goods can only survive in this strange space. If you want to replace me, you won't even have the chance." Han Bing said.

"Haha, all of my skills have increased from your level, so you won't have a chance." Saying that, she disappeared in front of Han Bing. The next moment, Han Bing felt an ice-cold killing intent. Subconsciously using Asura Evasion, he tried to dodge to the side, but a pitch-black long sword rushed out from the side.

"Haha, you're too weak. In my eyes, you don't even have the slightest chance to fight back." Black Han Bing appeared again with a mocking smile on his face.

"Hmph, if you're really that powerful, then you should have killed me with that sword strike. You didn't kill me … This shows that your strength is not much stronger than mine. You're just bluffing." If you want to use this to disrupt my mind, then I advise you to give up. " Han Bing said coldly with a determined face.

"Really? Then do it again, I'll make you completely convinced." Black Han Bing remained unmoved, and the smile on his face was as if he had already eaten Han Bing.

"Desolation Sword."

"Desolation Sword."

The two of them attacked at almost the same time, launching one of HaoRi's three sword strikes, the sword of certain death — the Desiccated Sword. Of course, there was no killing off this time. The two swords clashed, wiping out the sparks. The power of the Desolation spread outwards amidst the surging sword Qis, but it did not enter the other party's body.

Both of them swung the swords in their hands at the same time, the powerful force directly sent Han Bing flying, while the black Han Bing only took a few steps back before stabilizing her body. Just as Han Bing was about to land on the ground, he somersaulted and landed easily. However, his heart was filled with shock.

The spiritual energy that had previously repelled Han Bing was pure, dense spiritual energy. During the clash of martial skills, Han Bing hadn't used his powerful physical body at all, which was why he was repelled. However, this also proved that the black figure in front of him was much stronger than he had imagined.

However, Han Bing was not frightened. Instead, he flipped his long sword and released another powerful martial skill.

"Sunscorch Sword."

"Sunscorch Sword."

Another two fireballs collided at the same time, creating a scorching air wave that sent dust flying everywhere. Han Bing focused his gaze and wrapped his World Force around his body to resist the heat wave. The Sword of the Morning Sun was suddenly activated, wanting to rely on the cover of the dust to achieve the effect of an assassination.

But what Han Bing could think of, Black Han Bing could also think of. The two figures clashed against each other in the dust that filled the air. The two swords slashed across each other's bodies as fresh blood sprayed out once more.

But only Han Bing himself bled. His pain could be seen from the cut on Han Bing's arm, but no blood flowed out. It was obvious that he was not a normal person, but rather was constructed from some kind of mysterious power.

"Haha, and here I thought you were just a person. After all, you aren't even a person. Even if you can get out, with your status as a monster, how could you possibly survive?" Han Bing ruthlessly laughed at him.

Unexpectedly, the moment he said that, Black Han Bing immediately became furious, and shouted like a madman, "So what if he is not a human, when I defeat you and take over your body, I will become a normal person who devours your flesh and blood. Now you just wait for death. "Seal of Ice Spirit!"

The black Han Bing directly released the powerful Ice Spirit Seal, and without hesitation, Han Bing also released the Ice Spirit Seal and collided with it. Ice crystals that exuded a black aura and ice crystals that emitted an icy blue aura swirled in the air, and in terms of aura, Han Bing was still slightly better than the black Han Bing.

Next, the black Han Bing continued to launch attacks as if he had gone mad. The combination of Sky Slash, Lifetaking Silver Radiance, Sky Sword Formation, Ice Spirit Seal, Morning Sun Sword, Sun Sword, and Desolation Sword, along with Asura Blink, continued to suppress Han Bing.

But Han Bing did not give up. Relying on his strong physical body and his tenacious perseverance, this battle with him was destined to be a long battle from the very beginning, which would test his mental fortitude and endurance. Although his true strength was weaker than his opponent, Han Bing could not lose, and no matter what, he could not lose.

"Little Han Bing, did you see that? He can execute the moves that you once used in this space, but he doesn't even know how to use the powers that you never used and the powers that you inherited from your bloodline. That's the key to turning a defeat into a victory. " Ling'er reminded him.

"Ling'er, are you saying that you want me to use the Holy Eternal Calamity Finger against him? However, the consumption of the Saint Eternal Calamity Finger is huge, and the effect of its direct release will not be very obvious, it will not be able to achieve the effect of a one hit kill. " As Han Bing said this, he dodged Han Bing's attack, looking quite miserable.

"Stupid, have you forgotten that you haven't used any other moves before?" Ling'er said.

"He hasn't used any of his techniques. Ah!" "I understand." Han Bing suddenly came to a realization and a powerful aura was suddenly emitted from his body, causing the black Han Bing to feel a little surprised.

"Now, it's my turn to counterattack." Han Bing shouted loudly, and the Sky Sword in his hand let out a buzzing sound. Sensing Han Bing's strong fighting intent, Sky Sword also became excited.

In an instant, Han Bing's figure appeared in front of the black Han Bing, and suddenly thrusted out with his sword. His move was extremely sharp, it was only a simple thrust, but the aura it exuded was a little unusual. The black Han Bing didn't have time to be surprised, he immediately used Asura Flash to dodge. The long sword streaked past the side of his face, and a few strands of hair floated in the air.

Han Bing chuckled, suddenly turning his wrist, and swung his sword again. Without the support of spiritual energy, without any gorgeous brilliance, it was just a simple sword technique. The spiritual energy in his body moved in an orderly manner, supporting the operation of the sword technique.

That's right, this was a set of sword technique. It was the one he had never used before — the Heavenly Sword Technique. There were a total of 81 sword strikes from the Heavenly Swordplay. Each sword strike was stronger than the last. However, with Han Bing's current cultivation level, she could only use the 40th sword strike.

In the blink of an eye, Han Bing had already unleashed the 25th move, and the power of every 10 moves had fully doubled.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh." The longsword kept turning, sword after sword, leaving scars on Han Bing's body as she slowly fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Hmph, it's time, the Saint Eternal Calamity Finger." When he released the 40th strike, that was the limit of Han Bing. Black Han Bing was also pretty much injured, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. This was because he had already learned all of Han Bing's Heavenly Swordplay and assimilated it into his own longsword.

However, Han Bing drew back, and a dragon's roar sounded out, preparing to use his killing move.