Battle, battle, and more battle.
After countless battles in this Mirror Space, Chu Fei finally reached a 100% mirror image.
After refreshing it again, Chu Fei looked at the mirror image before him, his gaze calm.
The frenzied battles earlier had helped Chu Fei regain his form, his wolfish nature, and his mad-demon attitude. But true madness was not frenzy—it was coldness.
The battle erupted in an instant. Both "men" attacked at the same time, brushing past each other at the same time, then backstabbing at the same time, casting curses at the same time, unleashing Ultraviolet Catastrophe and flying swords at the same time...
Everything was like a mirror image.
Over the previous dozen or so frenzied battles, the computer had gathered vast amounts of data, to the point that Chu Fei's current combat was entirely within the computer's "expectations."
There was another reason the computer had begun with a 70% mirror image: scanning basic data could only replicate a 70% mirror image. To create a 100% mirror image, or even one exceeding 100%, it needed vast quantities of data.
But Chu Fei had no chance to be distracted now. His previous combat experience told him that there was only one way to defeat a mirror image—be even crazier than it.
But madness was merely the surface. At its core, it meant faster reactions, more decisive attacks, more precise and ruthless attacks, combat methods beyond imagination, faster evasion, and more. Everything had to be pushed to its limit!
Battle was battle. There could not be the slightest distraction. He could not even acknowledge the pain in his body, because that, too, would consume some computing power.
Perhaps a little computing power seemed insignificant, but the camel had thought the same thing before it was crushed by the final straw!