Douluo's Shura Angel

"Hoo!" Carrying the strong wind, the cute little right fist quickly hit the mirror image's back.

Her heart tightened, Qian Renxue completely followed her instincts, and her body that rushed forward stayed in mid-air contrary to common sense. The right fist she shot out crossed with the raised left fist.

"Bang!" A dull sound like a sonic boom resounded in the empty arena. Qian Renxue, who had resisted the mirror image attack, only felt a soreness in her left wrist, and followed the momentum and stepped back.

Separated by a distance of forty or fifty meters, both Qian Renxue and her mirror image were breathing slightly heavier.

This was the first time Qian Renxue fought against her, and it was not beyond her expectations.

Sure enough, the most difficult thing was to defeat herself. Her battle with the mirror image that copied everything about her was deadlocked from the beginning.

After all, her thinking, her habits, everything about her were mirrored and inherited from the past.

As soon as she made a move, the mirror image was able to guess what she wanted to do next and counterattack effectively.

Similarly, Qian Renxue was able to detect her next move from the mirror image's movements, and she subconsciously became on guard.

In addition, Qian Renxue and her mirror image are exactly the same, so the result of a forced collision is fruitless, and neither Qian Renxue nor his mirror image can do anything to defeat the other.

This feeling, like fighting against a mirror, really left Qian Renxue with nowhere to use her strength, as if she punched hard but hit the cotton directly.

Wiping away the glistening beads of sweat on her forehead and cheeks, Qian Renxue secretly refreshed herself and raised everything to the highest level.

Even if the other person is the same as herself, only the other person will be tired and injured, then she will have a chance to defeat the other self.

Qian Renxue believed that even she would sometimes become distracted and confused. As long as she could seize that fleeting moment, she would have a chance to directly suppress the opponent and win.

"Whoa!" Qian Renxue summoned the blood-red Shura Sword, and the blade went downwards, entering the thick ring as smoothly as a knife cutting through tofu.

At the same time, seeing the mirror image of Qian Renxue's movements, he also summoned an identical Shura sword, pointing at Qian Renxue from a distance.

"Qiang!" "Boom!" The giant swords collided, and a violent roar resounded throughout the arena. Qian Renxue and his mirror image waved their respective Shura swords, and they collided again and again.

Neither of them had any intention of holding back. They only picked each other's vital points to greet him, without any intention of mercy.

In this way, one is just a mirror image. Even if it is broken, it can be restored, which also represents Qian Renxue's successful clearance.

As for the mirror image, there is nothing to worry about. No matter what injuries Qian Renxue suffers here, she will recover immediately as soon as the battle is over.

Besides, when he knew that he was just a copy and only appeared as a stepping stone, strong jealousy and unwillingness brewed in the mirror's heart.

Why can't she truly possess the beauty in her memory? Why can she only be a mirror image?

Therefore, based on their respective understandings, Qian Renxue and his mirror image have no intention of holding back. In such a fierce collision, if one party is relaxed or panicked, it means the battle will be lost, which means that the victory can be decided in one step. coming.

After all, resisting the Shura Sword with one's own body is something that even God Shura himself is not willing to bear!

The erosion of the Shura Sword will explode directly in the body, and neither the soul nor the body can avoid it. It is extremely troublesome to clean it up, let alone in such a battle situation.

"Boom!" "Crash!" After another collision, Qian Renxue and Mirror Image both lost their strength. Their respective Shura swords slipped from their hands that could no longer support the Shura swords, and fell to the ground with a roaring sound.

"Damn it..." A voice of regret came from Qian Renxue's delicate lips. She wanted to take action to send the mirror image out, but she was unable to do so. She could only half kneel on the ground and watch helplessly. The same weak mirror image.

Both sides saw the burning fighting spirit in the other's eyes, and both saw the other's powerlessness after their soul power was exhausted.

This game has come to an end. Qian Renxue and Mirror Image have drawn a draw. In the first fight, both sides did not hold anything back or hide anything. They just wanted to fight happily. , venting all kinds of emotions in their hearts.

After being restored by the rules of the arena, Qian Renxue left here. Anyway, there is still a long time today. She still has two chances. She can come whenever she wants.

Qian Renxue figured that she would have to make some preparations to deal with herself.

Although it is sometimes inaccurate, the only person who truly understands you is your enemy.

Through the battle with her own mirror image, Qian Renxue also noticed the small movements that she had ignored before.

Some small actions and subconscious behavioral habits are too fatal in the ever-changing battle situation, Qian Renxue is ready to change them.

However, when I thought that if I made a change, the mirror image I was going to fight would also change accordingly, I couldn't help but cover my little head in distress.

Really, fighting against myself is so annoying!

Waiting can't solve the troubles, it will only solve the troubles yourself when you are ready.

Qian Renxue suddenly felt that she needed to sort out her abilities. Only by fully understanding the various abilities she possessed could she turn them into the most effective means at the right time and at the right place.

When she thought about the abilities she possessed, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel dizzy.

After all, she only has a few commonly used abilities.

These are still my own soul skills, but those soul bone skills that can sometimes play a greater role have not been used much.

This made Qian Renxue couldn't help but blame herself for her fault. It was really inappropriate. She clearly had a god-level soul bone that even her grandfather and mother couldn't help but envy, but she had never thought about how to take care of it. Use them.

Qian Renxue also knew where these problems lay, but she had no way to solve them.

She was protected so well, so well, that there were not many enemies she encountered, and even fewer opponents worthy of her full strength.

The stage when she really faced the enemy with all her strength was when she faced the geniuses of all eras in the Killing City (True).

However, she was still young at that time, and there were not many methods at her disposal, let alone soul bone skills.

And when facing an enemy that she knew she could not defeat, how could Qian Renxue waste her precious soul power and physical strength on using soul skills that were relatively unfamiliar to her? She used them all on the soul skills that she was familiar with.

Alas, in the final analysis, the root of the problem still lies with oneself!