I will eventually become a god

Chapter 206 GOD-771, when attacked, you must attack this taunting clone first (4K)

There was no winner in the Imperial City PK between the two Qi Jin clones.

After all, there is no difference between the two clones in any aspect, and even the controller is controlled by Xue Jing alone.

If a normal martial artist were controlling these two clones, one of them might make various subtle mistakes soon, which would affect the situation, tilt the balance of victory, and ultimately determine the outcome.

However, Xue Jing, who possesses a true martial body, has reached an 'extraordinary' level of stability, and there is no possibility of mistakes. The two clones are locked in 100% perfect performance from beginning to end, a true 50-50 split.

Controlling the two clones to stop interacting with each other, Xue Jing waved her hand to let one of them disperse.

"This Qi Jin clone is very easy to use... Its own constituent element is my strength, so in terms of pure lethality, it is the same as my main body. However, since it is not my body, it cannot obtain the [Twin] With blessing, the actual combat power will be weaker.”

"There are many other problems. The first one is that it consumes a lot of physical energy and energy. Not only do I have to bear the cost of any action, but it also takes a lot of mental energy to 'shape' it."

"Also, it's very squishy... After all, it's just a clone formed by mental constraints. If important parts like the trunk or head receive a slight direct blow, and the structure of the body is disturbed, it will be scattered..."

"But this can be solved by wearing the Shadow Flame Armor..."

Xue Jing thought.

"Well, I have to test the distance and see how far away from my body I can be."

Just as he was thinking about it, the door to the training room was suddenly pushed open.

With a sweet and childish "Master~", Zong Shichan, a little girl wearing training clothes, ran in and plunged a rocket headbutt into Xue Jing's arms.

Xue Jing reached out to catch her, touched her head, raised her eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

"Sniff..." Zong Shichan buried his face in Xue Jing's arms, and while taking deep breaths, he said intoxicatedly: "Ah, I'm alive."

"I haven't seen Master for several days. If I can't inhale Master's scent, I will die~"

Xue Jing reached out and hit her on the forehead with a snap of her fingers, knocking her back: "Are you taking drugs?"

Zong Shichan said with a smile: "Master enters my heart and forgets the heroin~"

The corner of Xue Jing's mouth moved, and he reached out and pinched her elastic cheeks and pulled them to both sides, "...I still haven't practiced enough."

"Huh? Su Hu, intermediary gods and demons? (Master, what is this?)"

Zong Shichan hugged Xue Jing and accidentally put her hand into his pocket, touched something, and took it out curiously.

Because her cheek was pulled, the little girl's words were a little unclear. Xue Jing looked at what she was holding.

It was a strange-looking electronic watch, red and white in color, with two small mushroom-like buttons protruding from the top of its head.

"Huh? Why did I bring this thing here?" Xue Jing reached out and took the electronic watch, a little confused.

This is one of the eight divine relic rewards given to him by the Sixth Agency, [GOD-771·Proof of Love].

The effect is very simple and awesome... You can turn your favorability towards others, or others towards you, into specific numbers and display them on the screen.

The user holds this object, looks at a target, and presses the left button to display his/her favorability towards the target. Pressing the right button displays the target's favorability towards him/her.

After he absorbed the divinity from these eight divine relics, he put them back in the box, waiting for recycling by the Sixth Agency.

[Proof of Love] is also placed in the box... He has never even opened the box, how could this thing be hidden in his clothes?

Could it be Teacher Wan's prank?

Xue Jing thought for a while and didn't understand, so she simply gave up thinking.

Anyway, you will understand it later, and it is useless to think about it if you have no clues.

"Master, master, what is this?" The little girl looked at the [Certificate of Love] in Xue Jing's hand curiously.

Xue Jing thought for a while, it was a rare opportunity to just have fun, so she smiled and said:

"This is... some kind of black technology product. It can show how favorably others treat you or how favorably you treat others."

Hearing this, Zong Shichan's eyes lit up and he said: "It's amazing! But it feels like an IQ product like a dog language and cat language translator."

Xue Jing smiled noncommittally and said, "Maybe."

"Master~ How to use this, teach me quickly! Teach me quickly!"

Zong Shichan said with great interest.

"Don't you think this is an IQ tax product?"

"Even I want to play~"

Xue Jing handed her the [Certificate of Love] and after explaining how to use it, Zong Shichan immediately set his sights on Xue Jing.

There was a trace of expectation on her young and beautiful face, and she pressed the button on the right side of [Proof of Love] towards Xue Jing.

Numbers began to appear on the electronic screen, fluctuating constantly, as if they were calculating something.

Under the little girl's gaze, the numbers on the screen stopped rotating.

"1365...Master, is this number too high or too low?"

Zong Shichan asked doubtfully, showing Xue Jing the numbers on the certificate of love in his hand.

Xue Jing was a little puzzled: "The information I saw said that around 60 points means we can be friends, 90 points or more means we can be lifelong friends, and it's not surprising that we can get married. 120 points basically guarantees happiness after marriage."

"What do you think of me, little brat? How come you directly exceeded 1,000..."

Zong Shichan stepped forward and hugged Xue Jing's arm, his eyes smiling like crescents: "My love for Master is really genuine!"

At this time, the number on the screen rose by 30 points and became 1395.

Xue Jing: "..."

Is it so easy to increase the favorability?

"By the way, let's take a look at Master's favorability towards me..." The little girl looked at Xue Jing happily and pressed the button on the left.

The screen fluctuated for a while, and this time the number stopped in less than two seconds.

【68】.

Looking at this number, Zong Shichan was silent.

"This fake, shoddy, IQ-taxing junk!" The little girl angrily threw the love certificate in her hand to the ground, angrily saying.

"It's fake, it must be fake, how could the master's favorability towards me be so low!"

Xue Jing touched his chin: "It's quite a lot, it's already over the friendship line."

He was inexplicably proud, "This is the difficulty of the master's strategy... As expected of me, I treat beauty as nothing."

"It's fake, it's fake!" Zong Shichan was almost crying out of anger.

Xue Jing said leisurely: "Then the more than 1,000 favorable impressions you got for me are also fake."

Zong Shichan was anxious: "...That one is different, it's the real deal!"

Xue Jing picked up the Love Certificate, reached out and touched the little girl's head, and smiled:

"Okay, it's just a toy, it doesn't mean anything, let's practice martial arts."

"I'll introduce you to a new sparring partner, this is my substitute... Qi Jin clone."

...

At night, Xue Jing walked on the road, slowly walking towards his home.

He tossed the [Love Certificate] in his hand, and was somewhat afraid of the lethality of this thing.

This thing, if it tests a good result, it's fine, but if it tests a bad result that you didn't expect, that would be a real harm that hits your heart directly.

Zong Shichan was in a state of broken defense for the whole afternoon. He started crying while practicing, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and sadness flowed like a river.

This was just half-believing and half-doubting, and he was so hit hard.

Although Xue Jing thought 68 was quite high...but the little girl didn't think so.

Looking at her pitiful little appearance, Xue Jing couldn't bear it and added two points to her favorability, crossing the 70 mark.

"This thing should be used with caution, otherwise even I may not be able to escape the real damage of the mental attack..."

"People really need some distance and mystery between each other. If you see everything clearly, you will lose the room for fantasy..."

Thinking about things all the way, Xue Jing first went to the supermarket and bought two large bags of food and daily necessities, then walked into his own community and came to the garden in the community.

This is his daily route, the shortest route back to his home floor.

It is now more than seven o'clock in the evening. At this time, there will still be some people in the garden, but for some reason, Xue Jing didn't meet anyone today.

He walked all the way to the center of the garden.

There are several benches on the red brick ground, but at this time, there is only one person sitting on one of them.

He was a young man wearing a black jacket, jeans and sunglasses. His clothes were quite retro, as if he had walked out of the 90s.

It was just 9 o'clock in the evening, and the silence was a little strange.

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped.

Under the dim light of several street lamps, the man slowly raised his head, looked at Xue Jing, stretched out an index finger, and took off his sunglasses.

With a resolute face and no expression, the man slowly said:

"Xue Jing..."

"First meeting... You may know me, or you may not."

He slowly stood up, showing his nearly 1.9-meter height and muscles so strong that they stretched his clothes to the ground.

"My name is Yan Xiangweng, and I am Jiao Hongyuan's direct disciple of Jinfeng Daochang."

"I have a feud with you for killing my master and destroying my clan. We are sworn enemies."

Xue Jing tilted his head slightly and asked, "So what?"

Yan Xiangweng's body shook slightly, and golden sword energy tore the clothes on his upper body directly, revealing a body of muscles with a metallic edge and strange shapes.

He crouched slightly, took the stance of the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword, and said to Xue Jing in a calm tone:

"Although I don't want to bully the weak, today, you must die here to comfort the spirits of all the disciples and my master in the Golden Wind Dojo."

"Don't worry, I will find the people in your Canglong Dojo one by one later, and you won't be alone on the road to the underworld..."

Xue Jing carried two large bags of food and sighed:

"Look at you, you were not here last night, and you just showed up today to talk about revenge. What's wrong? Are you bullying the weak and afraid of the strong?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter... My house is next door, I'll take the vegetables home and put them in the refrigerator first."

He gestured to the two bags in his hand.

Yan Xiangweng shook his head: "No, you want to escape."

Hearing this, Xue Jing smiled.

He walked directly towards the direction of his floor.

"I'm not discussing it with you."

Yan Xiangweng frowned when he saw Xue Jing walking home unprepared, "Looking for death."

He stepped forward, cut through the air, and slashed towards Xue Jing like a sharp sword.

Along the way, the air flow separated to his left and right sides, like a solid transparent jelly being sliced ​​open by a knife blade.

‘Is this the only level that the most promising disciple of the Hidden Dragon Dojo has? Still have such a defenseless and casual attitude when facing a powerful enemy? ’

‘Forget it, you are looking for death, no one else is to blame. ’

Yan Xiangweng thought to himself, and with a wave of his arm, carrying the golden wind sword energy visible to the naked eye, he slashed towards Xue Jing's neck.

at this time.

A pale golden translucent human figure suddenly appeared between him and Xue Jing, blocking the way.

"……What!?"

Yan Xiangweng's eyes widened slightly.

The pale golden humanoid has an almost identical appearance to Xue Jing, but his face is expressionless.

It waved its right fist at Yan Xiangweng's attacking arm.

"boom!!"

A thunderous cauldron exploded into the air.

Yan Xiangweng flew back at a speed far exceeding the speed of the attack, breaking several street lights along the way, making various crackling sounds, and finally sank into the trunk of a big tree.

"This...this is..."

He covered his trembling right arm with a look of disbelief on his face.

Xue Jing herself walked slowly towards her home as if nothing happened.

"Stop, don't leave!"

Yan Xiangweng shouted angrily, stood up, stepped on the ground, exploded the bricks under his feet, and rushed towards Xue Jing.

However, just like before, Qi Jin's clone immediately stopped him, and punched his whole body into the ground like a nail with two expressionless punches.

"You must attack this taunting clone first."

Xue Jing turned her back to him, waved her hand, and said without looking back.

"I'll attack your mother!"

Yan Xiangweng said angrily, stretched out his hands and jumped off the ground, but what greeted him was still the pale golden human-shaped fist.

He also realized that he couldn't get close to Xue Jing without solving this thing, so he shouted and slashed at the Qi Jin clone with his hand.

One person and one avatar started fighting in the park, attacking and defending non-stop. Every punch and kick was a blow that could tear the earth and cut off a big tree.

As he was beating, Yan Xiangweng felt something was wrong.

How come this thing...has turned black?

The Qi Jin clone that had already put on the shadow flame wrapped armor would not answer his puzzlement. He stretched out his right hand and held a long black knife. With two swipes, he cut two deep and visible cuts on Yan Xiangweng's body. of wounds.

"What the hell!?" He was shocked and quickly backed away.

However, it was too late to retreat at this time.

Countless silver cherry blossom petals suddenly slowly fell from the sky, and a huge full moon appeared in the night sky where there was no moon due to weather reasons.

Wearing the shadow flame wrapped armor, the dark Qi Jin clone flashed past and appeared behind Yan Xiangweng, slowly sheathing the sword.

The next moment, Yan Xiangweng's body was bursting with countless tiny wounds that were deep enough to see the bones, and blood spurted out from all the wounds.

"Sakura·Fu·Yue——"

Yan Xiangweng read out the name of this mystery in a daze, word by word, then vomited a mouthful of blood and slowly fell to the ground.

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