Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Qi Xiaohao and his group thought they had been burgled again, and angrily opened the door, only to see Wang Yi's face.

The rapid shift in their emotions from anger to joy caused them to become somewhat hesitant in their actions.

Abbreviation: System crash.

A moment later, Qi Xiaohao finally reacted, his face contorted with a mixture of anger and joy, and he launched a flesh-ball attack at Wang Yi.

"Brother Yi!"

Caught off guard, Wang Yi was knocked back a step before regaining his balance.

Only then did Qi Xiaohao notice Wang Yi, who was actually a few centimeters shorter than him. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yi, what happened to you? You've shrunk!"

"It's not a reduction, it's just a clone."

At this moment, another Wang Yi came out of the washroom and smoothly continued Qi Xiaohao's conversation, answering his questions.

Fourteen eyes met, and the scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment before a mixed scream pierced the sky.

"ah!!!"

Qi Xiaohao, Ren Ming, and Dai Lan were the main ones who screamed in alarm. Wang Jiang frowned and assumed a defensive posture, while Jiang Yue raised his hand to cover his ears.

boom!

The door to one of the bedrooms was quickly pulled open, and another Wang Yi rushed out, gesturing for a pause with his hands crossed, and calling out:

"Stop! Don't overreact."

After a brief silence, the sixteen eyes met, they blinked, and then a high-pitched scream erupted again.

"ah······"

Seeing that people in other rooms had been alerted by the two screams and had come out to see what was going on, Jiang Yue, who was standing at the back, decisively took action, pushing everyone at the door into the room, then neatly closing the door and locking it behind him.

hum!

Wang Jiang's iron fist pierced the air, and with two steps he passed Qi Xiaohao, who was at the very front, and swung his arm straight at Wang Yi's face, who was standing in front of Qi Xiaohao.

At the same time, Jiang Yue also blocked the door of the washroom, separating Wang Yi from the others inside.

Faced with Wang Jiang's attack, Wang Yi blocked with her arm, using skillful force to deflect the attack. However, Wang Jiang immediately changed his fist into an elbow, leaned forward, and continued his fierce attack.

The two were instantly locked in a fierce battle, exchanging blows and kicks.

Wang Jiang launched a swift attack, and Wang Yi fought and retreated. Three seconds later, taking advantage of the moment when Wang Jiang raised his knee to strike his lower abdomen, Wang Yi pressed down with both arms to gain momentum, performed a nimble backflip, and finally landed steadily on the small round table in the living room, creating distance between them.

Wang Jiang wanted to step forward again, but a black light flashed past his side.

Ugh!

After watching the show for a while, Wang Yi, who had just come out of the bedroom, finally gripped the Moyun Halberd behind him and slashed down, blocking it in front of the general.

The king stood still, gazing at the dark cloud-patterned halberd, his brows slowly relaxing.

Wang Yi, the "Milk King," rubbed his arms on the small round table, casting Life Heal on himself while sighing and saying, "Old Wang, losing your Mo Yun doesn't have to be this big of a fuss, does it? Look, I brought it back for you, along with your luggage."

Wang Yi knew, of course, that Wang Jiang was suspicious of his identity. After all, returning from a spatial rift was something that had never happened before, and moreover, his secondary clone, apart from its appearance, did not have much in common with his original body.

However, appearance can be faked.

The sudden appearance of three Wang Yis was particularly stimulating.

The king's intervention was, to some extent, also to verify his identity.

In other words, Xu Shu had actually witnessed Wang Yi's secondary clone, so he accepted it very smoothly.

Of course, Xu Jun and Chu Zhaoding are both extraordinary, and they can also confirm Wang Yi's identity through his soul power.

However, the people in front of them did not yet have the ability to distinguish them.

Wang Jiang reached out and grasped his weapon, and Wang Yi, the powerful warrior who came out of the bedroom, also let go.

Feeling the familiar touch from the halberd shaft, the king finally felt completely at ease and said, "You've become much weaker."

"Hey, of course, otherwise you'd be the one getting the better deal." Wang Yi, the milk king, grinned from the small round table.

Although his fighting skills are not weak, the secondary clone, which was quickly cultivated by forcing growth, lacks the support of many passive magic spells and is naturally quite different from the body of the king who has been tempered and refined over thousands of times.

After healing some of his bruises, Wang Yi, the "Milk King," jumped down from the small round table, and Wang Yi, the "Assistant King," also stepped out from the washroom.

Jiang Yue made way, allowing Prince Fu Wang Yi to rejoin the main force.

The three Wang Yi stood in a row, wearing the same black uniforms, looking more like triplets than triplets themselves.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The three Wang Yi clapped their hands simultaneously, their movements synchronized, their words echoing each other like a reverberation.

"I'm back!"

What is the Shadow Master?

The eerie scene still made the atmosphere somewhat quiet.

After a long while, Qi Xiaohao rubbed his eyes hard, absolutely certain that the three Wang Yi figures in front of him were not a hallucination or double image. He then said with a look of terror:

"Yi...two...three? Brother Yi, you've split into three?"

"It's not a split, it's a clone. You didn't remember a single word I said before, and... who said there were three?"

The three Wang Yis shrugged simultaneously again, their actions and words identical.

The phone rang, and Qi Xiaohao frantically pulled out his phone, staring at the video request on the screen, his face contorted in a grimace.

Because this video call came from Wang Yi's alternate account.

Qi Xiaohao's gaze shifted back and forth between the three Wang Yis in front of him and the video call request on his phone. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pressed the answer button.

"Four, there are four!"

In the video, Gou Wang Yi held up four fingers and waved them, with Qi Xiaohao's villa in Beijiang City in the background.

Qi Xiaohao even saw Uncle Xu drinking tea on the balcony.

"Damn, Brother Yi, don't do this, I'm scared."

Qi Xiaohao almost threw his phone away, but instead weakly looked at the screen and said...

"Hey, I'll tell you the details about the others later. Bye."

beep!

The video call ended.

Qi Xiaohao looked up at the three Wang Yis in front of him, his face looking like he was about to cry.

Wang Yi chuckled twice and then stopped teasing him.

The secondary clones share the same soul, memories, and consciousness, and can sense what the other is doing. Even though three are in Amei and one is in Beijiang, this connection has not been broken.

It seems that only a world that is not a world can work.

Without any further action or instructions, the Assistant King and the Power King left the main group and sat down in front of the sofa.

Next, only Wang Yi, the "Milk King," and a few others remained to communicate.

"Alright, Captain's mini-lesson is now in session."

Milk King Wang Yi beckoned everyone closer, and then the soul power of the three secondary clones quietly merged, barely covering the entire room and preventing any further conversation.

"After you exited through the spatial rift..."