Trap
Boom!
As the two fingers collided, a storm of spiritual energy instantly formed where they stood.
Qin Shaofeng and the phantom both staggered back several steps.
Before they could steady themselves, they charged at each other again.
One Sword Heaven and Earth!
One Sword Heaven and Earth!
Shrink Ground into Inches!
Shrink Ground into Inches!
Heavenly Dao Blade!
Heavenly Dao Blade!
Nearly every one of Qin Shaofeng's attacks flowed forth in one unbroken breath.
Yet his attacks and the phantom's seemed exactly identical, even their power appearing unchanged in the slightest.
In the span of a single breath,
Qin Shaofeng had already exchanged more than a hundred moves with the phantom.
Every fierce clash made the feeling in him grow stronger, as though he were truly trading moves with himself.
"This isn't my true self!"
Qin Shaofeng quickly reached that conclusion.
He had personally fought his true self more than once and knew perfectly well how his true self fought.
At first glance, his true self's attacks seemed identical to his own, yet there would always be some slight differences. The phantom before him, however, had completely copied every method he possessed.
It was like... looking into a mirror!
Qin Shaofeng suddenly recalled the sensation he had felt while fighting the phantom.
Thinking back from that point,
he suddenly realized that the phantom had indeed attacked him first at the very beginning.
His cultivation was indeed only at Half-step Eternal, but his speed was also extraordinarily fast.
When the phantom attacked, he had reacted quickly indeed, but he should not have been able to strike later yet arrive first.
At that realization, a faint smile appeared on Qin Shaofeng's face.
Watching the phantom attack him once more, a faint smile again appeared on his face.
While he was lost