Quadruple split.

Chapter 2260 Wrong Enlightenment

"ah!!"

In Yidong's private room, Gu Xiaole stood up suddenly, staring at the figure leaning forward on the screen with wide eyes. In a flash, he appeared behind Xinglong and slowly lowered the long sword that had been transferred to his left hand at some point. The purple-haired half-dragon with a calm and indifferent expression let out a scream.

As a result, Yu Chen, who was concentrating on watching the game, jumped up subconsciously and was almost scared to death by the shout.

"Do you want to die!"

Yi Dong, who was also startled, glared at Gu Xiaole with gritted teeth and said unhappily, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Yu Chen was almost scared to death by you."

Yu Chen, still frightened, shrank his neck and whispered, "I'm not scared to death..."

"Woo! I'm sorry Chenchen, I really didn't mean it!"

After glaring at Yi Dong, Gu Xiaole immediately rushed over to hug Yu Chen and turned to the screen, saying with sparkling eyes: "But Brother Mo is so handsome! It makes me want to marry him!"

"Ugh! Cough, cough, cough!"

Yidong, who was drinking a beverage to calm himself, suddenly spat out a mouthful of Coke, covered his chest and started coughing violently like a tuberculosis patient. His expression was as painful and distorted as possible.

"how?"

Gu Xiaole glanced at his cousin and said happily, "Before, you told me not to harass your brother every now and then, but now I want to fall in love with someone else. Are you unhappy for Tanjiang again?"

Yi Dong deleted the Coke he had sprayed out through system commands, and replied unhappily, "I just don't want to let a monster like you go out and harm others."

"Do not worry."

Gu Xiaole, who hugged Yu Chen like a pillow, smiled and said, "I am not suitable for dating someone who can breathe. My dream is to take my last breath surrounded by countless paper husbands."

"The destination of your dreams is a bit pitiful."

"Shut up, you know nothing."

"..."

……

  at the same time

Public Space, Ji Xiaoge's Private Room

"This guy……"

Because Gawen and Merlin were busy online, Ji Xiaodao, who was watching the game alone in his sister's room, also stared at the man who had no power to fight back in front of him not long ago, but now exuded a strong sense of oppression that could be felt through the screen. His expression was so calm that it was a little distorted, and he murmured, "What's going on?"

Indeed, Gu Xiaole, who had already reached the epic level in terms of realm, was fully qualified to be surprised by that sword. However, as someone whose sword skills were directly "taken away" by the opponent, and as the owner of that move [Extreme Sword·Wind and Moon], the shock Ji Xiaodao received at this moment could not be described in words.

You know, just a few minutes ago, the man who seemed to be mute had perfectly copied the move [Extreme Sword·Wind and Moon]. Although due to the character panel, passive skills, weapons and equipment, and talents, the move was not as sharp in his hands as when it was used by Ji Xiaodao, but even she had to admit that there was almost no fault in the "spirit" and "charm" of Mo Tan's sword, and it was almost exactly the same as the "original" in her hand.

  But Ji Xiaodao scoffed at this at the time. The reason was simple: this fighting style that could easily use other people's skills looked intimidating, but there was a problem of compatibility. As mentioned earlier, the same skill would have different final effects depending on the player's character panel, passive skills, weapons and equipment, and talents!

Although many people cannot tell the difference between a fake and the original when the spirit, form and rhythm are exactly the same, and some people even give the fake a higher evaluation than the original because it is too lifelike, but in the highest level of confrontation, even the slightest problem will be infinitely magnified by the opponent, and Xinglong happens to be an absolute strong man who can perfectly capture the "inconsistency" in Mo Tan's every move.

As for Ji Xiaodao, perhaps Mu Xuejian would make her, whose main weapon is a "sword", feel a little hesitant, but whether it is Xinglong or Mo, in her eyes they are both players who are a whole level lower than her. Even though the former has even won the recognition of Cordova, in Ji Xiaodao's view, if it is a head-on fight in a life-and-death situation, she is confident that she can make the opponent die on the spot within a hundred moves.

And that bastard that my sister favored...

Ji Xiaodao admitted that at the end of that individual match that was meant to vent his anger, even he developed a subtle respect for that person, but that did not mean that he recognized Mo's strength.

In her opinion, the other party was just a second-rate guy who could make her take him a little more seriously. Maybe in time he would stand out when everyone was stuck in epic level, but at this stage, Mo was at best just a second-rate guy with a promising future. The reason why she assigned him to the same table with Xinglong was not because Mo was so strong, but because Xinglong was also only second-rate in Ji Xiaodao's eyes.

but--

Just when the sword skills that were infinitely close to his own had been subverted to the point of being unrecognizable, to the point where even he could not recognize them, Ji Xiaodao's mentality changed.

In a nutshell -

……

"If I had held back any longer..."

He lowered his eyes to look at the thin line like a scratch in the middle of the [heart mirror] on his chest. At that moment, it seemed as if some violent, fierce, sharp plane had penetrated his body. After coming to his senses, Xinglong, who had lost nearly half of his health, grinned, with a high fighting spirit burning in his eyes: "Most likely to die?"

Mo Tan slowly turned to face the other party, casually made a few dazzling gunshots, and gave a concise answer: "Maybe."

"That's really..."

He stomped his right foot on the ground, and in the roar of fire, he crashed into Mo Tan like a flying arrow, dragging a long tail of fire behind him. He raised his right fist, his brows filled with uncontrollable excitement: "It's exciting!"

【Evil Tiger·Blast】

Wrapped in Liuyan, Xinglong lightly passed over the silver-snow spear tip and blasted out a simple [Bang Punch] at Motan. Under the visual effect that was so bad that many people would even say it was "rustic", it was a force and speed that amazed many insiders.

That's right, it was pure strength and speed, without even any skill, it was just simply raising his fist and hammering it hard into the opponent's chest. However, it was this extremely simple punch that achieved the ultimate in power!

In the words of the active professional player on the commentary stand, Sakaki Boss, who is also the soul of Tokiwa Studio, this punch can basically kill most of the players ranked after 100th in the personal combat power rankings in seconds.

The reason why it is "most of them" instead of "all" is because Boss Sakaki clearly remembers that the young man who had some intersections with Little Thorn Wolf and Lorelei in a certain mission before, and who is now standing opposite Xinglong, was ranked in the personal combat power ranking before the start of the [Guilt Debate] -

"You shouldn't be the one hundred and seventy-fourth one."

As Mo Tan blocked his right fist with his free left hand, Xing Long, who was becoming more and more powerful, raised the corner of his mouth and laughed, "Hahahahahaha, could it be that you have cheated in less than a week?"

"Who knows."

Mo Tan gave a polite answer, but the content of the answer was not polite. He shrugged his shoulders, then suddenly pressed down his arm and forcibly suppressed Xinglong's right fist that he had intercepted head-on!

The reason why he could fight with his bare hands against the strongest monk among all the players in the [Realm of Innocence] and even have a slight advantage was naturally not because of Mo Tan's current "iron bones" that were almost not exaggerated, but -

[Lord Skill: Thousand Forged Steel Arms - Breaking the Siege: Strike the Falcon]

  【■■■·Thousand■■ wrists——■■ surround·Chao■■】?

[■■■·■Forging■■——Breaking■■·■■Strike]? ? [■■Expand·■■]

【■■■·■■■■——■■■·■■■】

[Big Taotie·Swallowing Tiger Arms——Eating Bones·Fighting in All Directions]

……

"what is this?"

Xinglong, whose right arm bones were broken in at least three places, frowned and without hesitation forced himself to [Quench] his right arm in the most painful way. While repeating the process of 'fracture' → 'heal' → 'fracture' → 'heal' under Motan's unreasonable steel wrist, he calmly asked Motan: "Epic skills, high-level power?"

The latter grabbed Xinglong's forearm with his backhand, trying to crush it directly, and asked in the same calm tone: "Can't you bear it?"

Honestly, if you only looked at their expressions and listened to their voices, you would even mistakenly think that these two people with a casual relationship were simply exchanging polite words after a chance encounter. There is no way you would have imagined that this was a fight to the death where the slightest negligence would result in either party being killed on the spot.

"That's not the case."

Although Xinglong could use [Dream Spring Tiger Run] or [Step Shadow Tongxuan] to leave the control range of Mo Tan's left arm that exuded strange power at any time, he would rather endure the pain of repeating between "fracture" and "healing" every three seconds on average, and had no intention of keeping a distance. He just lowered his eyes with interest to look at the other party's right arm that was surging with dark rather than dull energy, and exclaimed: "What a high-level way of using power."

"It's a mixture of blood and energy. The technique is derived from some kind of knight's technique."

Mo Tan was very considerate and gave a brief explanation to the curious Xinglong. He then let go of the other's increasingly hard and hot arm, and moved the [Akatsuki] that had transformed into the Red Lotus Sword to his left hand, and chopped it down with a simple move.

Xinglong, who appeared three meters away in a flash, shrugged his right shoulder and said helplessly: "I have no choice but to hide now."

"I think so too."

Mo Tan, holding the Shura Halberd horizontally with both hands, nodded slightly and said to Xing Long expressionlessly, "We still have about two moves left."

The latter showed an exceptionally hearty smile: "You have given me a lot of inspiration, is there anything I can help with?"

"do not know."

Mo Tan shook his head, then paused for a moment and said, "Try to put more pressure on me?"

"You...are really rude."

Xinglong was stunned at first, then he smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "To be honest, I now hope that I am the one who is under pressure. Let's not beat around the bush and tell you directly. Are you about to 'realize' it?"

Mo Tan frowned slightly and asked, "You don't have it?"

"I did get some inspiration from you, but I just felt that I was going in the wrong direction, so I stopped thinking about it. I think you can understand it as 'nothing'."

Xinglong smiled and asked with some envy, "So you are almost there, right?"

“I guess so, but it’s not quite right.”

Mo Tan replied calmly, frowning and saying, "There is only time left for one strike."

"Ah, sorry, sorry, let's get started now. As compensation, I will try to put some pressure on you."

Xinglong smiled apologetically at Mo Tan, then took a light step forward. After his entire body overlapped with the suddenly appearing [Mingyin clone], he reappeared in the flames. Compared with before, the only difference was that there was an arm on his left shoulder that was completely black and had a dragon shadow slowly coiled around it.

"..."

Mo Tan did not say anything, but just looked at Xinglong's arm, which was a little distorted but no different from before, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

After all, in his opinion, even if Xinglong could find a way to save his arm, at least in this game, the very troublesome Azure Dragon would never be activated again. However——

"This is not my Qinglong intention, but the 'Concept Snake' separated from Xuanwu."

Xinglong saw through Mo Tan's doubts at a glance and explained carefully: "As for the snake, there is a saying that it can 'transform into a dragon'. Whether it is true or not, compared to other creatures, it is the closest to our Eastern Auspicious Dragon. Because of this, if it is only for a short time, even if I lose the Azure Dragon Will, I can still use the Mingyin Curse to exert a similar effect. Of course, the stimulating effect is already the limit, and this left arm is actually unusable."

"I see."

Mo Tan nodded, still holding the Shura Halberd horizontally with both hands, and said calmly: "Come on."

"it is good."

Xinglong nodded slightly and took a step forward slowly: "Then it's better to obey than to be respectful."

Then, the wind rose.

Afterwards, clouds surged.

The red phoenix wings disappeared silently into the air.

The left arm that was surrounded by the black dragon's energy also collapsed in an instant.

The cloud pattern on the boots faded, and the royal seal on the tiger shoulder faded.

Xinglong fulfilled his promise and concentrated the power of the Four Saints on his right fist which was aimed straight at Mo Tan.

  Different from the [Four Wheels of Heavenly Tribulation: The Dark Yellow Universe] used in the previous life-and-death battle with Cordova, although this move did not have any royal way, it was filled with suffocating brutality and tyranny because it allowed the White Tiger Tribulation to take a dominant position, and the sense of oppression was directly pushed to the extreme!

【Tiger Evil·Three Life Tribulations】

Mo Tan took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and carefully felt the evil spirit that was enough to tear him apart with the remaining strength.

Then--

  [Evil Ghost·Ashura Transformation]!

【■■·■■■】?

【Field expansion·Arrogance】

  【■■·■■■】?

[Conquer the sky and kill the gods and Buddhas]!

Chapter 2251: End