"What else?"
Tang San's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He stared sharply at Little Jiu. He had only been venting just now, yet there really was more...
Everyone held their breath and watched Little Jiu. They too wanted to know what else they did not know.
Just how many secrets had Little Jiu hidden?
Little Jiu exchanged a knowing smile with Ning Fengzhi before speaking calmly.
"Tang San, do you think your Mirror Flow is impressive?"
"I actually thought of it long ago and planned to make it my own. Otherwise, why would I keep someone around who could copy me, someone practically equivalent to my natural enemy?"
"According to the original plan, Rongrong should have revived Sword Douluo, and then you would have died outright. I would gather the Mirror Spirit Masters and use them as a trump card to trap people!"
"Two of me, plus Oscar's Mirror Sausage, would be equivalent to three of me. With just one Evil Ring skill, we could drain all of the enemy's soul and life force. Whoever came would die!"
"So Mirror Flow is strongest only when I use it. Understand?"
Little Jiu shook his head with a sigh. "Unfortunately, plans never keep up with changes. Something went wrong with Oscar, forcing me to abandon this killing move."
Everyone sucked in a cold breath. Only then did they realize how terrifying Little Jiu was. If he had gathered the Mirror Spirit Masters and won over Oscar, then truly, whoever came would die.
He could instantly kill everything!
That was the true Mirror Flow!
Tang San's face turned green. Little Jiu intended to strike him from every angle, crushing him into dust in every field he took pride in.
Yes, at that moment, he felt utterly dominated.
Little Jiu flicked his fingers and