Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

The two replicas in front of me stood quietly in front of them, and they haven't moved yet, as if they were giving them time.

However, it can be seen that their aura is gradually becoming solid, and they may wake up at any time.

"Master, what should we do now?" Ye Yuhan felt a little flustered, so he hurriedly questioned him.

Ye Chen smiled lightly.

"Of course, it's easy to say, and it's as difficult as it is difficult to say. It's impossible to beat it in a normal fight. At most, it's evenly divided."

"If you want to win, there is only one way, and that is to improve in battle and become stronger. The clone will not break through."

These are just Ye Chen's conjectures, whether it will be true or not remains to be tried.

But when Ye Yuhan heard this, he felt a little numb at the time.

Now that she has been able to improve to her present strength, she is already practicing very hard, and there is no moisture in it.

If you still want to make great achievements, it will be very difficult to go further.

"Don't worry, it can be seen that you still have a lot of room for improvement. If you want to make a breakthrough in battle, you can still do it."

While speaking, Ye Chen looked into Ye Yuhan's eyes, and released a golden light, which was a piece of memory reading, which had been transmitted.

"This Shura magic skill is extremely powerful, but it is a magical skill inherited by a demon god. Earlier, I was afraid that you would be too greedy to chew it. Now is the time to pass it on to you."

A large amount of words suddenly appeared in Ye Yuhan's mind, forming a book of exercises, but she had no time to digest it due to the rush of time.

At this moment, the two duplicates in front of them have slowly opened their eyes, and at this moment their aura suddenly climbed to a peak.

Now the strength of the clone is no different from that of the two.

"Welcome both of you. I am very pleased that you are able to walk up to this level, but soon, you will stay here forever."

The replica Ye Chen spoke slowly, his tone was the same as Ye Chen himself, and the same expression and temperament seemed to be carved out of the same mold.

The only difference is that there is a golden halo shining in the eyes of the duplicate body, and the body surface is covered with a series of spirit patterns, like a formation forming the body.

"Since you want to fight, then come!"

Ye Chen stood on the spot slowly, although he said he was going to fight, and he was ready to make a move at any time, but he didn't move for a long time.

The same is true for the clone, still not doing anything, even though it is ready for battle.

The two looked at each other, with the same movements, the same expression, the same breath, as if they were looking in a mirror.

Now they are all gathering momentum, as if they may make a move at any time, but before making a move, they are always looking for weaknesses.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen's expression suddenly became a little dignified.

He knew that he had very few weaknesses, and his knowledge was so diverse that it was almost difficult to restrain him, and his physique was strong enough to make it difficult for him to be seriously injured.

The only thing to worry about is being suppressed by the strong with absolute strength and blocking the meridians, it will be difficult to use all the strength in one body.

But the strength of the duplicate body is almost the same as his, and this weakness is not really a weakness.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, but they didn't make a move.

Ye Chen is used to making decisions before acting, and the replica is the same.

On the other side, the battle between Ye Yuhan and the clone has already begun.

Although her cultivation base can be regarded as the best among her peers, the martial arts she has mastered has reached a pinnacle of proficiency.

However, Ye Chen has only learned half of the martial arts taught to her so far, and there are still many shortcomings.

After all, it has only been seven days since she started studying, and it is already very difficult to comprehend one martial skill, but she has already learned three or four martial skills in these seven days.

The clone's swordsmanship is getting sharper and sharper, the blade is constantly flipped, the combination of virtual and real, and the strike is also left and right, making it difficult to parry.

But Ye Yuhan was struggling a bit, she was not proficient enough in the newly learned exercises, so she had no choice but to retreat while fighting.

"You are not good at learning, and you will definitely lose to me today. Ye Chen spent a lot of resources on you, which is really a waste!"

While making moves, the clone also used words to strike, and every sentence hit the sore spot.

At this moment, Ye Yuhan's heart wavered a little.

In the family, she is the one who is not valued. The head of the family is always partial and distributes more resources to other people.

Now being trained without considering the price, it actually made her feel indebted, and the uneasiness in her heart was actually peeped by the clone.

For a moment, Ye Yuhan was slightly absent-minded. In this very short time, the clone broke through her defense with a sword, and was about to stab her chest with a sword.

It was such a sharp sword, and it came out with all its strength, without holding back the slightest hand.

If it hits, this sword is enough to kill.

Ye Yuhan had no time to dodge, so he had to stretch out a body-protecting qi, and at the same time stretched out his left hand to forcefully grasp the blade.

Her finger was pierced by the blade, and blood flowed out. Fortunately, the sharp sword did not penetrate her body, otherwise she would have died on the spot.

But even so, she was seriously injured.

On the other side, Ye Chen and the clone had already fought against each other.

The two continued to display their sword skills, but they didn't release their sword energy at first, and it was just a competition of basic skills.

Whoever has a weaker foundation may immediately become very passive as long as he leaves the slightest flaw.

The strength copied by the clone has always been at its peak state, every move and style is the strongest power, and there are no mistakes at all.

In this way, Ye Chen is only wasting time, and if he keeps fighting like this, he will never win.

"Cultivation techniques can be copied, and strength can be copied, but how do you copy god-level weapons?"

After Ye Chen made a move, he stretched out his hand, and the Death Silence Demon Knife appeared in his hand.

He has seen the power of the deathly still mood with his own eyes, and there is no need to doubt it.

The power of the Dead Silence Demon Saber is even more difficult for anyone to shake. It is a legacy of the Demon God. Its power is so terrifying that under the spirit of the gods, it can cut almost everything.

"break!"

Ye Chen raised his hand and waved the Death Silence Demon Knife, quickly slashing out a powerful knife aura.

This time, he only used [-]% of his strength, because he didn't need to use all his strength to attack at all. The horror of this magic knife can already suppress and kill any monk with the same strength as himself.

"It's just a weapon that has been forgotten in the world. Do you really think that only you have it?"

The duplicate Ye Chen also stretched out his hand, and suddenly the spirit lines surged in the palm of his hand, and then the same dead silent magic knife appeared in his hand.

This scene surprised Ye Chen at the time.

The weapons used by the Demon God are definitely unique treasures in this world. Even this can be copied. This Heaven-reaching Demon Tower is really too overbearing.