Chapter 2262: Battle at the Same Level

"My strength is far superior to yours. You lost to me. What's there to be dissatisfied about?" Li Hanxue said.

Zhan Wuya said: "You rely on your high realm. If you and I were at the same level, you would not be my opponent."

Li Hanxue smiled and said, "It seems that if I don't defeat you at the same level, you will not be convinced?"

Zhan Wuya said: "That's right. If you want me to be convinced, you can only defeat me at the same level."

Li Hanxue said: "Zhan Wuya, you should know that not everyone will indulge you like me. But it doesn't matter. Since you are not convinced, I will completely convince you."

Zhan Wuya's eyes showed a strange color, "Li Hanxue, are you really going to lower your cultivation to fight me?"

Li Hanxue said: "I will create an avatar. This avatar is as strong as my strength at the peak of the holy realm. The power is exactly the same. I will use this clone to fight you. If you lose, will you accept it? "

Zhan Wuya said: "As long as you don't play tricks, increase the power of the clone in the middle, and defeat me with fair means, I will accept you!"

Li Hanxue said: "When you lose, what should I do if you still refuse to surrender?"

Zhan Wuya shouted: "I am not the kind of person who doesn't keep his word. If I really lose to you who is at the peak of the holy realm, I will leave it to you."

Li Hanxue smiled and said: "Very good, let's start."

Li Hanxue stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the void. Black thunder rolled in from all directions and quickly condensed into a shadow in the air.

This shadow quickly solidified, and its appearance was exactly the same as Li Hanxue, but his eyes seemed a little dull.

After the clone condensed, Li Hanxue began to inject power into the clone and endowed him with magical powers.

The power of the world penetrated into the clone, and the aura of the clone began to surge. The black and white airflow around it surged, which represented the Black Warrior and the White Phoenix. The blue flames were scorching hot, which was the power of the Galan Holy Fire. The white blades kept flashing, which represented the power of the Ghost Warrior's Time Blade...

Zhan Wuya stared at Li Hanxue's clone, his face froze, "Li Hanxue, stop it!"

"Stop?" Li Hanxue smiled, "Why?"

Zhan Wuya said: "This is not a Saint King at all! How can a Saint King have the power to threaten life span! Li Hanxue, you are cheating!"

Li Hanxue said: "Zhan Wuya, you have lived in a corner for more than 20 years, like a frog in a well, with short-sightedness, and you don't know the heroes of the world. There are so many wonders in this world, what is the power to destroy life span? In the holy realm, I have also seen the power to dissolve all holy domains."

In a moment, Li Hanxue's clone condensed.

Facing this clone, Zhan Wuya felt as if cold water was poured over his head, and his whole body was cold. He couldn't imagine how Li Hanxue cultivated, and why a Saint King could have such a strong aura.

"Zhan Wuya, you want to fight me at the same level, and I have satisfied you." Li Hanxue said, "What's wrong, don't you have the courage?"

Zhan Wuya felt fear in his heart, and roared: "What should I be afraid of? Look at my tricks!"

"Great Thunder Palm!"

The nine-colored thunder turned into a huge vortex, directly covering the head of the clone.

"Natural Infinite Art! Divine Martial Indestructible Body!"

The clone's eyes flashed coldly, and he blasted the thunder vortex with a punch.

The battle was about to break out, and this was a battle that needed no further elaboration. Zhan Wuya was indeed a rare genius in the ages, with nine kinds of martial veins, but facing Li Hanxue's clone, he still seemed a little weak.

Li Hanxue, who is at the peak of the holy realm, has an astonishing number of methods, including the Coming of All Saints, Ghost Warrior Years Blade, Nameless Sword Drawing Technique, Divine Martial Indestructible Body, Death King Sutra, Binary Killing Aura, Galan Holy Fire... Each move is extremely deadly. Although Zhan Wuya is a descendant of the Dou Shen Clan, with amazing power of divine blood and superior fighting talent, he has been trapped in this ancient battlefield since he broke the seal and came to the world. The opponents he met were either weaker than him or had a higher realm than him, and they suppressed him purely by their realm.

Zhan Wuya has never met a true genius, such as Long Xiao, Jian Wufeng, Long Zhanye, and Shen Wuqi. wavv

The level of your opponent will affect your level. If a wolf lives in a flock of sheep, even if it is the offspring of the wolf king, it will eventually be assimilated and become a weak chicken.

A true beast can never be cultivated in a greenhouse. A true wolf king can only be born in fighting and blood.

Zhan Wuya had never seen a true genius, and had never fought with them. Even if his fighting talent was amazing, he could not compare with Jian Wufeng and the others.

He still needed more training.

Puff!

Zhan Wuya was hit by a palm from Li Hanxue's clone, and his chest was directly pierced. His body was already in pieces and bleeding. He stared at Li Hanxue's clone breathlessly, gritting his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

Li Hanxue said: "Zhan Wuya, you still don't want to admit defeat?"

Zhan Wuya said: "I don't accept it! Beat me to death!"

Li Hanxue said: "Since you don't accept it, I can only knock you down until you accept it."

The clone continued to fight with the exhausted Zhan Wuya. This battle lasted for two hours before it finally stopped.

Zhan Wuya knelt on the ground. He lost consciousness in the fierce battle and fainted.

In contrast, Li Hanxue's clone was almost unscathed.

Li Hanxue took back her clone, and then used the power of the world to heal Zhan Wuya's injuries. After a while, Zhan Wuya opened his eyes again and woke up.

Zhan Wuya just lowered his head, knelt on the ground, and said nothing.

Li Hanxue said: "Zhan Wuya, are you still not convinced?"

Zhan Wuya said: "I don't believe that is the power of your peak Saint Realm."

Li Hanxue said: "There is another person in this world, his name is Shen Wuqi, and the world calls him Ghost Warrior Saint. His strength at the peak of the Saint Realm is equal to mine. If you meet him in the future, you can ask him for proof. I am a Heavenly Lord, why should I go to great lengths to deceive you, a ninth-level Saint Lord?"

Zhan Wuya remained silent.

Li Hanxue continued: "Zhan Wuya, do you know the reason for your failure? We are both ninth-level saints, but you are far inferior to me. Do you know why?"

Zhan Wuya said: "I don't have as many means as you do. You have cultivated too many powerful magical powers, so I am not your opponent."

Li Hanxue smiled and said: "This is one aspect, but the main reason is not here."

Zhan Wuya raised his head and asked puzzledly: "Then what is the main reason? Tell me!"

Li Hanxue said: "You lack neither talent, nor hard work, nor magical means. What you lack is only combat experience. At the peak of a realm, means and magical powers are important, but more important is combat experience. In the past, the saints who fought with you, even the ninth-level saints, their qualifications and talents were completely inferior to yours, so you were able to handle it with ease, so you are 'unmotivated' and cannot make progress. Even if you want to make progress, you can't make progress."