"Eight Lotus Clone Box." A well-informed disciple recognized the magical treasure and was slightly surprised.
This was a treasure that, despite having no grade, was even more useful than a high-grade magical artifact.
The others below the stage had no idea what was going on, but after seeing Lu Xueqi's move, they were all dumbfounded. They had no idea which one was the real Lu Xueqi.
Yet Jiang Siming on the stage laughed loudly and said, "Junior Sister Lu, that move of yours won't work on me."
With that, Jiang Siming suddenly turned around and charged toward a "clone" in the corner of the arena, moving so quickly that he almost arrived in the blink of an eye.
He struck in that direction with Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
The clone in the farthest corner clearly showed a trace of panic.
In her desperation, she had no choice but to expose herself. She quickly retreated from the edge and narrowly escaped.
Once she was exposed, the remaining eight clones also dissipated, transforming back into lotus petals that scattered across the ground.
A trace of heartache surfaced on Lu Xueqi's face. The Eight Lotus Clone Box was a disposable item; once used, it was ruined.
But there was no time to feel sorry for it. Lu Xueqi rose again, her expression solemn.
Clutching a spell seal in her hand, Lu Xueqi suddenly directed the Tian Ya Sword behind her to turn around. It shot forward like lightning, carrying the momentum to split mountains and cleave seas, charging at Jiang Siming once more!
The entire process was utterly seamless.
Jiang Siming could no longer ignore it. He turned to face Tian Ya head-on, and the Golden Crow behind him flew from its sheath, blocking Lu Xueqi's fierce strike.
When they saw the Golden