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The projection of power steadied itself, and it also clenched its fist, making a cracking sound.

The next second, it stomped on the ground again!

boom!

The entire hall trembled once more, and the projection of power appeared before Jun Heng as if by teleportation!

His right fist, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound as it tore through the air, aimed straight at Jun Heng's face!

This punch was even more ferocious than before!

Jun Heng's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced, throwing a punch as well!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two figures were like the most ferocious wild beasts, and every collision they made stirred up surging ripples of energy!

The main hall trembled violently from the clash between the two, and the cracks on the walls increased, as if it would collapse at any moment!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the main hall, Ji Yunshang was also engaged in a fierce battle with the projection of the technique.

Unlike Jun Heng's purely violent clash, Ji Yunshang's battle was more like a refined sword duel.

The projection of the technique wields a silver-white longsword, its swordsmanship sharp yet elegant, each strike carrying a mysterious trajectory.

Its movements are agile and graceful, sometimes like a dragon weaving through water, sometimes like a swallow skimming across the water, making it difficult to grasp.

Ji Yunshang was also a master swordsman, and her swordsmanship was equally exquisite.

The two swords clashed, their clanging sounds ringing out incessantly!

"Heavenly Sword - Dawn Breaker!"

Ji Yunshang seized an opening, her longsword gleaming with a brilliant blue light, and a sharp sword aura shot out!

The projected technique neither dodged nor evaded, but instead slashed upwards at an odd angle with its longsword!

Ding!

The sword energy was precisely deflected, grazing the shoulder of the projection of skill, leaving a deep sword mark on the wall.

The projection of the technique pressed forward, its longsword aimed straight for Ji Yunshang's throat!

Ji Yunshang's pupils contracted slightly. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and floated backward, while simultaneously holding her longsword horizontally in front of her!

Ding!

The two swords clashed, sparks flying!

Ji Yunshang used the impact to float backward several meters before landing steadily.

She was slightly out of breath, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The swordsmanship of this projected technique is in no way inferior to hers!

In some ways, he's even more shrewd than her!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On Junheng's side, the battle is raging.

The exchange of fire between the two had lasted for a full ten minutes.

Jun Heng's right fist was already slightly numb, and his health had even dropped by half.

His automatic health regeneration is completely insufficient to offset such terrifying consumption.

This projection of power was indeed the strongest opponent he had encountered since his rebirth.

Its strength is comparable to Jun Heng's, and it seems to be slowly increasing as the battle progresses.

This monster was clearly designed specifically to target Jun Heng.

Especially after Junheng saw the panel projecting the power, he became even more certain of this idea.

[Projection of Power (Special Boss)]

[Level: 10]

[HP: 3500000/3500000]

Attack Power: 26489, Defense Power: 0.5

[Skill: Ultimate Power (Pseudo)]

[Description: A projection of power cast by the Dragon God, possessing some of the trial participants' abilities.]

Aside from its health, its attack and defense are practically identical to Junheng's.

Although this talent is only a pseudo-version, the fact that its power increases with each battle is enough to make this battle exceptionally difficult.

However, Junheng was not without options.

Projection can replicate his talent, but it cannot replicate his mind.

A glint flashed in Jun Heng's eyes, and he abruptly changed his fighting style.

Instead of directly confronting the projection of force, they began to use their movement techniques to maneuver around it.

Although his agility attribute is only 1 point, his straight-line movement speed is not slow due to the burst of his extremely high strength value.

Junheng moved rapidly across the platform like a bouncing cannonball, constantly changing his position.

The projection of force followed closely behind, each punch carrying the power to tear through the air, yet always falling just short.

"really……"

Jun Heng noticed that although the projection of power was comparable to his own in strength, it had a significant delay in reaction.

This is not a difference in numbers, but a difference in combat experience.

The projection of power only copied his talents and attributes, but it could not replicate his decades of combat experience fighting to the death with alien races in his previous life.

Those fighting instincts forged in blood and death, those judgments honed in dire circumstances.

He suddenly stopped abruptly, twisting his body at an odd angle!

The projected fist of power grazed his nose, creating a gust of wind!

In that instant, Jun Heng's right fist, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, slammed into the ribs of the projection of power from a tricky angle!

boom!

-52245! Critical Hit! -21245!

The projection of power let out a painful roar, and its massive body staggered back several steps.

A smile appeared on Jun Heng's face; he had found a way to defeat this projection.

"roar!"

The projection of power steadied itself and let out a deafening roar.

Its right fist clenched again, and it charged fiercely towards Jun Heng.

The power of this punch was unprecedentedly fierce, and the air was compressed into a piercing sonic boom!

But facing the attack of the projection of force, Jun Heng slightly shifted his body to the side.

The projected fist of power grazed his chest, creating a gust of wind!

In that instant, Jun Heng's left hand, like an iron clamp, gripped the wrist of the projection of power tightly!

The right fist slammed into the jaw of the projection of power from below!

boom!!!

-58456! Critical Hit! -23456!

The massive projection of power was blasted backward by the punch, and alarming damage numbers floated above its head.

Jun Heng, having gained the upper hand, pressed his advantage, taking advantage of the moment when the center of gravity of the projected force was unstable.

The punches were like a raging storm, each one striking precisely at the vital points of the force projection!

-60234! Critical Hit! -23468!

-121567! Weakness Critical Hit! -23495!

-59876! Critical Hit! -22507!

……

A series of alarming damage numbers appeared, and the Power Projection's health bar was dropping rapidly!

It tried to fight back, its claws flailing wildly!

But Junheng always manages to dodge fatal attacks with minimal effort, while retaliating with even more devastating punches!

In just over ten minutes, the power projection's health bar had dropped to less than a third!

The projection of power roared as it tried to steady itself and fight back, but Jun Heng gave it no chance.

He was like a beast that had caught the scent of blood; once he found a weakness, he would never give his opponent a chance to breathe.

"it's over!"

Jun Heng roared, gathering all his strength into his right fist, and slammed it into the chest of the projection of power!

boom!!!

-135678! Weakness Critical Hit! -32456!

Two alarming damage numbers appeared, and the massive body of the Power Projection shuddered violently!

It looked down at its chest, at the deep indentation of its fist.

The dark golden scales shattered like a spider web, and golden blood gushed out from the cracks.

The flames in the Power Projection's eyes gradually dimmed in the next second.

Its body began to disintegrate, turning into specks of golden light that drifted in the air like fireflies.