Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 588 Xilin☆～
"boom--"

The night was as dark as ink, so thick that water seemed to drip out of it. A fierce battle was unfolding fiercely in the inky night. Every collision of energy seemed to tear the night apart.

"Roar--"

A powerful tiger roar rose to the sky, followed by a dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, as if the earth was shaking. This thrilling battle seemed to be coming to an end, and the balance of victory and defeat had already begun to tilt.

"boom--"

The Netherworld White Tiger, which was over ten meters in size, fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. As Wu Siduo's soul power was exhausted, the huge Netherworld White Tiger quickly disintegrated and disappeared like a dream bubble, revealing Wu Siduo's slightly embarrassed body.

Her hair was messy and stuck to her face, her clothes were torn, and blood was oozing from the wounds, which looked particularly shocking in the night.

"So strong!"

Wu Siduo raised her hand to wipe away the blood that kept flowing from the corner of her mouth. The bright red blood flowing on her white fingers made her look even weaker at the moment.

She tried to struggle to stand up and straighten her spine, but her body felt as if it was filled with lead, so heavy that she could hardly move at all. She could only half-kneel on the ground, supporting her body with trembling arms to prevent herself from falling down completely.

After Zheng Yiran left, Wu Siduo fought a desperate battle with Duanmu Yan without hesitation.

However, the reality is extremely cruel, and the opponent's strength is far above hers.

Even though Wu Siduo had the enhancement of the two-word battle armor and also used a powerful martial soul fusion technique, her efforts seemed insignificant in front of Duanmu Yan's overwhelming power, and she was eventually defeated by the opponent.

"Is this another monster that can rival Fors?" Wu Siduo looked at Duanmu Yan who was calm and composed opposite her, and couldn't help but groan inwardly.

Even though she had been through a series of battles before, with the support of her battle armor and martial soul fusion skills, she was still confident that she could fight against the Titled Douluo. Unexpectedly, the opponent easily broke her killer move without even using her battle armor.

"I might really fail here this time." A hint of cruelty appeared on Wu Siduo's face. Even though she was in a desperate situation at the moment, the stubbornness and indomitable spirit in her bones made her still want to fight hard.

She was unwilling to be defeated like this, unwilling to give up like this. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, she would try her best to fight.

"I say." At this time, Duanmu Yan walked slowly towards Wu Siduo. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to be stepping on Wu Siduo's heart.

The Molten Scale Knife in his hand slashed across the ground, making a series of "sizzling" sounds, which were like sharp nails scratching across glass. "Why are you fighting so hard? Do you think you can return to the days before? Netherworld Dancer."

"!!!"

Hearing Duanmu Yan's words, Wu Siduo's pupils shrank. The other party knew her?
Looking at Wu Siduo's surprised expression, Duanmu Yan sneered, "Don't be so surprised, the Nether Spirit Cat Martial Spirit, the White Tiger Martial Spirit, and the Martial Spirit Fusion Technique. These labels of yours are quite recognizable."

"Back when Shrek Academy was still around, you, Wu Siduo, were one of the people that the War God Temple focused on. Things have changed, and after Shrek Academy was destroyed, we all thought you were dead."

"I didn't expect you to be still alive and have turned into Oxer. It seems that there are still seeds left in Shrek Academy. The one who just escaped should also be a survivor of Shrek Academy."

Pursing her lips, Wu Siduo still looked at Duanmu Yan with a vigilant look in her eyes.

She had no intention of communicating with him at all. In her opinion, Duanmu Yan was an enemy who wanted to kill her. There was no point in saying more at this moment. Only fighting could determine her fate.

Duanmu Yan raised his knife and slashed at Wu Siduo. The sharp blade flashed coldly in the moonlight, like the scythe of the god of death.

"Oxer is the embodiment of violence. Wu Siduo, you have become like this, do you think you can return to a normal life?" His words were full of bewitching, trying to break Wu Siduo down psychologically.

Wu Siduo immediately rolled over and avoided the horizontal slash in a somewhat awkward manner. Although her movements were a little flustered, she was still agile, showing her excellent physical fitness as a soul master.

Duanmu Yan was not in a hurry to chase her down. Instead, she started to kill her. "How do you think others would view you if they knew your identity as Oxer? Would they be afraid or disgusted? Or would they abandon you without hesitation and run away like your companion did just now?"

"Yiran is not that kind of person." Wu Siduo said in a low voice, her voice trembling slightly with anger. She would never allow anyone to insult her companion.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat spirit possessed the body again, and its two front paws instantly transformed into countless claw shadows, flashing with cold light, attacking Duanmu Yan like dense raindrops. The claw shadows carried a fierce momentum, as if they were going to tear the enemy in front of them into pieces.

Duanmu Yan snorted coldly, and waved the Ronglin Knife in his hand tightly, and with the flash of the knife, he easily blocked Wu Siduo's netherworld claws. The sound of metal collision was crisp and pleasant, but it made people feel extremely depressed.

"She won't? Okay, even if she won't. But what about others? Can you guarantee that they won't be afraid of you? And how will the general public view you?" Duanmu Yan continued, trying to further destroy Wu Siduo's psychological defenses.

"Didn't you, Shrek Academy, call yourselves the Continental Supervisors in the past? How do you think those students who graduated from your academy in the past would view you? Would they choose to protect a monster like you, or would they choose to kill their relatives for the sake of justice?"

After hearing Duanmu Yan's words, Wu Siduo's face was shaken. She had thought about these issues countless times and felt confused and afraid about the future.

But she bit her tongue and the pain woke her up instantly. She knew that she was still in the battle and must not listen to the enemy, otherwise she would die.

"Okay, I don't want to play with you anymore. It's time to end this boring battle." Duanmu Yan's voice turned cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

A blazing flame ignited from the Ronglin Knife, and Duanmu Yan chopped it down towards Wu Siduo's head. It was foreseeable that if the chop was successful, Wu Siduo would definitely be split in half.

"If you don't give me the power, we will both die here." At the critical moment, Wu Siduo immediately roared in her mind. She knew that at this moment, she could only rely on the power of the violent insect in her body to have a glimmer of hope.

This violent insect was born not long ago, and the degree of integration with Wu Siduo is not yet high. The power of one man and one insect still needs time to adapt, but at the moment, there is no time for them to adapt.

"..."

There was no reply, but Wu Siduo did sense that a surge of soul power was surging in her body again. That soul power was a little strange and violent, but it rekindled a glimmer of hope for her.

Wu Siduo began to squeeze her soul core desperately. She ignored the pain in her body and the overdraw of her soul power, and gathered all her strength. Finally, at the moment when the Ronglin Knife was about to fall, she switched her martial soul to the White Tiger.

"White Tiger Protective Cover."

Wu Siduo madly injected her remaining soul power, and a white light shield quickly appeared on her body. The light shield was like a solid shield, emitting a soft light. Her body also expanded slightly, and her two tiger claws protected her in front of her at the same time, making the final defensive posture.

"boom!"

The light shield was instantly shattered, and the sharp long knife chopped down on Wu Siduo's tiger claws. The powerful force instantly knocked Wu Siduo's body flying, and she fell heavily to the ground.

Wu Siduo felt as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart, and the pain almost made her lose consciousness.

"Die, Molten Flame Splitting Demon."

Duanmu Yan shouted, and a huge flaming sword shadow took shape. The sword shadow, with scorching heat and powerful force, chopped down towards Wu Siduo who was lying on the ground.

"Is it over?" Wu Siduo looked at the scene with some relief, her eyes revealing a hint of relief. Her soul power had been completely exhausted, and her body had been severely injured. At this moment, she no longer had any strength to block this fatal blow.

At this moment, a sense of calm suddenly welled up in her heart. Perhaps if she ended her life like this, she would no longer have to live as Oxer and would no longer have to face the pain and struggle.

"who!"

Just when the flaming knife was about to hit Wu Siduo, Duanmu Yan suddenly shouted, with a look of surprise and vigilance on her face.

He suddenly reversed the direction of the blade and slashed upwards. The flaming blade that was originally going to take Wu Siduo's life instantly changed direction and rushed into the sky with a blazing flame.

"Bang!" An explosion sounded, the sound was deafening, as if it would shatter the entire night sky.

"Are you good enough? Human."

A clear and proud voice rang out in the night sky. Then, several illusory space spears shot towards Duanmu Yan like meteors. The spears flashed with strange light, as if they came from another time and space, carrying a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Duanmu Yan saw this and immediately raised his Ronglin Knife, ready to chop at them. But when the blade came into contact with the spear, something strange happened, his knife inexplicably passed through, as if the spear was just an illusory shadow.

"Is this a projection?"

Duanmu Yan looked at the spear that pierced through the Ronglin Sword and shot towards his body with a little confusion.

Judging from the touch just now, although these spears looked intimidating, he did not feel the slightest bit of touching a solid entity. They looked like projections.

"No, this is not a projection!"

When the spear approached his body, Duanmu Yan suddenly felt a chill, an instinctive warning. His heartbeat accelerated instantly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Na Wa!"

Without any hesitation, Duanmu Yan immediately summoned the battle armor. In an instant, the light shone, and a set of majestic battle armor instantly covered his body.

When the spears were about to touch his body, he flapped his wings behind him suddenly, and a strong airflow pushed his body backwards. He flew backwards quickly like an agile bird, narrowly avoiding those deadly space spears.

"boom!"

The sharp space spear pierced directly into the ground, and the hard ground became as fragile as tofu under the piercing of the spear.

Only the back half of the spear was exposed on the ground. The moonlight shone on the spear, reflecting a hint of cold light, as if showing its sharpness and terror to the world.

"Is it a space spear that can transform between reality and illusion?" Duanmu Yan looked at the spear on the ground and made a conclusion in his mind. At the same time, he also looked up in the air, which was the direction where the spear was thrown just now.

A girl with an extremely delicate face was standing in the air, looking at him with a proud look. The moonlight sprinkled on her body, coating her with a layer of silver light, as if she was a fairy from heaven.

The girl has long purple hair that reaches her heels, with the ends of her hair curled up naturally. She has two bunches of colorful feathers on her head as decoration, which makes her look particularly unique. There is an "X" pattern in her golden pupils, which exudes a mysterious and dangerous aura.

The clothes he was wearing were also a bit peculiar, with three pointed cones floating on his shoulders, and three layers of cloth crossed over the top, with two hollowed-out spots. The cloth covering his chest was white, and the rest was purple.

The white dress fits the girl's petite figure, covered with a purple long skirt with golden patterns on the hem, dark long gloves, two purple flower buds on each side of the waist, and purple low-heeled shoes with pink edges. Her outfit is full of exotic style and can be remembered at a glance.

"Child?" Duanmu Yan raised her eyebrows, and a trace of astonishment appeared in her eyes. The main reason was that the girl's appearance was too young, and she looked no more than fifteen years old.

"Remember this queen's name, Xilin☆~ and get out of here."

The girl named Xilin snapped her fingers. The movement was elegant and casual, but it carried an innate arrogance.

Several sub-spatial spears immediately formed around her and flew towards Duanmu Yan. With the power to tear apart space, those sub-spatial spears rushed towards Duanmu Yan, as if they wanted to tear him apart completely.

"Little kid, go home and play in the mud, or you'll get spanked."

Duanmu Yan spread his wings behind him, like a pair of huge steel wings, bringing up a gust of wind. With his agility, he nimbly dodged the Sub-Sky Spear, and then quickly killed Xilin in mid-air.

In his opinion, although these Sub-Sky Spears were a little troublesome to deal with, it was not difficult for him to dodge them given his speed and strength.

Judging from the attack methods of this girl named Xilin, the opponent's expertise should be something like space elements. Although this type of opponent is difficult to deal with and catch, their melee ability is extremely weak.

As long as he can close the distance, it should not be difficult to defeat the opponent with his means.

"caught you."

When Duanmu Yan flew to Xilin at a very fast speed, he found a strange smile on the corner of the girl's mouth. That smile gave him an ominous premonition.

"Oh no, it's a trap."

This was the first thought in Duanmu Yan's mind. However, the Ronglin Knife in his hand continued to move forward, slashing heavily at the girl. He knew that he might have fallen into a trap, but there was no turning back at this moment, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to attack.

"Crack!"

It was as if the sound of a mirror breaking was heard. Xilin, who was hit by Duanmu Yan Ronglin's sword, shattered like a mirror and then disappeared without a trace.

Duanmu Yan was shocked. Before he could react, he felt as if his body was sucked by something and a powerful and mysterious force enveloped him.

When he came to his senses, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment. The space here was distorted and chaotic, as if it would collapse at any time.

"It's time to give you a good trim."

The sudden female voice made Duanmu Yan's pupils shrink. The voice seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible for him to determine the source of the voice.

When he looked up, he found a huge pair of scissors cutting towards him.

The scissors were dozens of meters long, and the blades flashed with cold light. Wherever the scissors passed, the space seemed to be unable to bear the weight, and there were bursts of shattering sounds, as if the space was about to be cut into pieces by the scissors.

"not good!"

Although he had no idea why he was in this space, nor what the scissors were, his inner intuition instantly allowed Duanmu Yan to infer that he was going to fight to the death.

(End of this chapter)