Chapter 565 The Amnesiac Long Miaomiao
"Maris said that your strength is exactly the same as mine, but objectively speaking, it is not true, because your attack strength and grudge will not weaken with use, but my attack strength will be weakened due to the prolongation of the battle." Long Miaomiao held the attacking fist of the bamboo hat man and said calmly.
The man in the bamboo hat ignored Long Miaomiao, fighting spirit gushed out from his fist.
Long Miaomiao had expected it a long time ago, and did not forcefully accept this wave of grudge, but instead grasped both wrists of the bamboo hat man in advance, and threw his hands to his right side.
Since the opponent's vindictiveness will not be reduced due to use, there is no need to fight with the opponent to consume it, and the only one who fails in the fight to consume it can only be himself.
Taking advantage of the trend of flicking, Long Miaomiao threw her left elbow towards the mask on the man in the bamboo hat. She still wanted to see the man in the bamboo hat for his true face.
The man in the bamboo hat didn't seem to see it, as if he didn't care whether Long Miaomiao could see his true face, clasped his hands together, and swept towards Long Miaomiao's waist. Long Miaomiao's right elbow sank, and she used her entire right arm to resist the sweep of the bamboo hat man, and the two of them had another head-to-head confrontation.
Long Miaomiao was not knocked into the air this time, but just slid out sideways, plowing a ravine on the ground with his feet. But her goal was also achieved, her left elbow hit the mask of the bamboo hat man, and the mask shattered, revealing a pretty face with delicate features.
Long Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, because the man in the bamboo hat looked exactly like her, but there was no expression on his face, nor any expression in his eyes.
This time, the bamboo hat man didn't rush up immediately, not because he didn't want to, but because Long Miaomiao's blow hit his face.
Although no scars were left on her face, there would be some pauses when her face was hard hit by a heavy elbow, not to mention the blow contained Long Miaomiao's fighting spirit.
At this moment, Long Miaomiao finally understood why Maris would say that he had better not take off the mask of the other party, which was indeed a bit scary. I also understand why Maris has repeatedly emphasized that this person is exactly the same as her own strength, because this is her own at all, and she has been fighting with herself for so many days.
Although she wondered why the person on the opposite side was herself, but the last time she took off the bamboo hat, she had already suffered a lot from being dazed, and it was impossible for her to fall twice in the same place.
She had fantasized about who the person opposite was many times, and even wondered whether the person opposite would be Li Zhenbang after taking off the mask.
Now seeing the true face of the man in the bamboo hat opposite, Long Miaomiao was relieved even though he was puzzled. Because if the opponent was really Li Zhenbang, she didn't know if she would be able to fight ruthlessly, but facing a fake self, she would not hesitate to strike, but would be merciless.
The ensuing battle seemed ordinary, the two sides just added punches and kicks, but insiders could see that each punch and kick of the two sides contained huge energy. If you don't resist it, there is a high risk of broken bones and tendons.
In fact, Long Miaomiao is still at a disadvantage with real skills, but Long Miaomiao has good equipment, especially the protection of the silkworm soft armor, which makes her fight the fake Long Miaomiao evenly.
But the longer the time, the more unfavorable it is for Long Miaomiao. The fake Long Miaomiao doesn't have to worry about his own strength or fighting spirit will decrease with use, but the real Long Miaomiao has to worry.
Long Miaomiao's attacks began to become violent. Since skills are not dominant and the battle needs to be resolved in a short period of time, the last resort can only be head-to-head.
As the saying goes, if you drop ten meetings with one force, you will make miracles with all your strength.
The Titan Gauntlet is a semi-artifact-level weapon that can increase strength and fighting spirit. Long Miaomiao now has a certain advantage in strength and fighting spirit. This is the guarantee of whether she can win in a short time.
If the short-term burst of full strength still fails to win, then this challenge can only end in failure. Long Miaomiao is obviously preparing to do his best in one battle, and this time he wants to win the final victory.
At this moment, Long Miaomiao's attacks are flowing like clouds and flowing water, with continuous fighting spirit, and he has an absolute upper hand. The fake Long Miaomiao can only be tired of coping at this moment.
It is true that the fake Long Miaomiao has always maintained Long Miaomiao's best state, but the best state does not mean the strongest state.
When a person is pushed to a certain level, the potential to explode is immeasurable. What's more, facing a fake self, Long Miaomiao would naturally not be polite, and directly fired with full power without any hesitation. To know Long Miaomiao's potential, even Alpha and Omega would be amazed.
Although the fake Long Miaomiao was at a disadvantage, he was not defeated immediately. Seeing the passage of time, Long Miaomiao inevitably became a little irritable.
When people are irritable, they tend to make mistakes in their busy schedule, and Long Miaomiao is no exception. Fake Long Miaomiao played steadily and couldn't perform beyond normal, but stable performance is often the key to victory, and no one can always count on the occasional unstable outbreak to win every victory.
The fake Long Miaomiao seized the moment when Long Miaomiao's attack stopped and launched a counterattack, turned his fist into a finger, and directly hit Long Miaomiao's chest.
Long Miaomiao froze there for an instant, the finger was right on her heart, her heart stopped suddenly, her breathing stopped, and her body limp and fell to the ground.
Li Zhenbang, who was waiting outside, suddenly panicked, his brows were tightly frowned, and a bad feeling rose in his heart. He looked up at Maris, who was sitting on the chair, and found nothing unusual about him, so he forced himself to relax.
Maris was also taken aback at first, but after he scanned Long Miaomiao with his spiritual sense, he was relieved.
The fake Long Miaomiao didn't use fighting spirit, Long Miaomiao just suspended animation, otherwise Long Miaomiao's heart might explode, even if he is the God of War, he would be helpless.
Just when Maris thought Long Miaomiao was about to lose again this time, he suddenly felt a chill. Long Miaomiao, who had already collapsed on the ground, stood up again, one of her two brown eyes turned pure black, and the other turned pure white.
After glancing at Maris with both eyes, he stared straight at the fake Long Miaomiao.
Maris didn't know why, but when he saw these eyes, he felt a sense of panic in his heart. He is a high and mighty God of War, and it is unbelievable that he would be affected by the eyes of a mortal.
Fortunately, this person is a candidate for his God of War. If he succeeds in the test, he will become the successor of his God of War. Naturally, the stronger his strength, the better, but the premise must be to be loyal to himself, not like the last heir...
Being stared at by Long Miaomiao, the fake Long Miaomiao didn't feel any discomfort, because the fake Long Miaomiao was not a human being, to be precise, he was not real. In fact, the fake Long Miaomiao was just a projection of Long Miaomiao , How can there be feelings without a heart!
But Long Miaomiao is no longer the old Long Miaomiao. At this moment, Long Miaomiao's strength has completely surpassed his current limit, and he has become irritable and cruel.
Tap the toes lightly on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he has appeared beside the fake Long Miaomiao. Just as the fake Long Miaomiao was about to resist, Long Miaomiao had already grabbed her neck with one hand.
The corners of Long Miaomiao's mouth were raised, revealing a sinister smile, and the palm of his hand was exerted slightly, without even releasing his fighting spirit, the fake Long Miaomiao's neck made a crisp sound, showing a strange arc, and then turned into a wisp of blue The smoke dissipated and disappeared.
"Hmph! It really isn't real!" Long Miaomiao snorted coldly when he saw himself dissipating in green smoke.
"Your Majesty, have I passed this test?" Long Miaomiao looked up at a certain place in the void, and smiled evilly, but there was no one there.
But Maris is very clear that this is exactly where he is. He didn't show up in this space, but hid in a corner and watched everything that happened here. Unexpectedly, Long Miaomiao discovered his existence with just a glance.
It stands to reason that the stronger the successor is, the more excited he should be, but this Long Miaomiao makes him feel incomprehensible, which makes him feel a little conflicted in his heart. Would it be a mistake to choose Long Miaomiao as the successor? .
But the matter has come to this point, even if he wants to regret it, it's too late. If Long Miaomiao passes all the tests smoothly, then she is very likely to inherit the position of God of War.
His projection avatar only has the right to decide who will participate in the selection and control the difficulty of the assessment, but he has no right to decide who can become the real heir.
"You passed the second level!" Although Maris didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that Long Miaomiao did pass the second level.
Hearing Maris' approval, Long Miaomiao snorted softly, shook her body, and passed out.
"Huh? Why is the teleportation array gone?" Long Miaomiao opened his eyes again, and the eyes had returned to their normal color. She had already returned to the temple, and seeing that there was no teleportation array in the familiar corner of the temple, she couldn't help looking at Maris suspiciously.
"Don't tell me you don't know what happened before?" Maris felt a little helpless looking at Long Miaomiao's non-faking expression.
"What happened? I don't know, I just know that I was tapped on the chest by a fake me, and then I don't know anything. What happened? Do you want to go back on your word? I haven't admitted my failure yet!" Long Miao Miao looked at Maris nervously.
"You have passed the second test, and now it's time for the third test." Maris frowned. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was a god, and he didn't bother to lie to mortals.
"You also saw it when you came along the way. There are many skeletons outside. It was the battlefield of the two camps a long time ago. Next, you have to choose one of the camps and lead them to win the final victory."