The Good-for-Nothing's Counterattack: Full-time Spiritual Master

On the other side, Su Yiyun slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he woke up, he subconsciously looked around, but was surprised to find that Ali's figure had disappeared.

This sudden situation made his heart suddenly tighten, and he became a little panicked.

However, Su Yiyun quickly forced himself to calm down and tried to calm his somewhat panicked mood.

"This should be the tomb that Xiao Qianqian mentioned!" He muttered to himself in a low voice while looking at the surrounding environment very carefully.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Rather than calling this a mausoleum in the traditional sense, it would be more appropriate to call it a secret room.

The surroundings were empty, with almost nothing except the bare walls. There was only a door standing right in front, standing there all by itself, looking particularly abrupt.

He walked over slowly, with a hint of curiosity and caution, reached out and gently pushed the door, and found that the door could actually be opened.

So he walked out without hesitation.

But just as he stepped out of the door, a fierce attack suddenly came towards him like lightning.

Su Yiyu reacted extremely quickly. He exerted force on his feet and made a neat jump, narrowly avoiding the sudden attack.

However, the power of that attack was not to be underestimated, as it directly split the door behind him in half, with a loud bang and wood chips flying everywhere.

After Su Yiyun steadied himself, he looked up and saw a person who looked exactly like him standing not far away.

His eyes were cold as he stared at him intently. There seemed to be an inexplicable chill in his gaze, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

Su Yiyun was full of doubts and surprise, and asked loudly: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me?"

But that "Su Yiyun" seemed not to have heard his words. He did not respond at all, and even his expression did not change at all.

Instead, without saying a word, he rushed towards him again like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Seeing this, Su Yiyun quickly dodged to the side, and couldn't help complaining: "Who are you? Why did you start a fight without saying a word!"

That "Su Yiyu" still had no intention of speaking, but just kept launching attacks, each move was ruthless, and went straight for Su Yiyu.

Su Yiyun was furious at this inexplicable attack and roared, "I gave you face, didn't I?"

After saying that, he stopped dodging blindly. Instead, he gritted his teeth, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he directly fought against this person who looked exactly like him.

For a moment, two identical figures were fighting back and forth in this small space, punching each other hard, and it was difficult to tell who was who.

While Su Yiyun was attacking hard, he kept his eyes on the opponent, trying to find his weakness.

But after this observation, he was shocked.

He discovered that this person not only looked exactly like him, but also had the same strength and moves as him, as if he was another self. This strange situation made him curse in his heart.

"What the hell is this thing? It's so difficult to deal with!"

Su Yiyun rubbed the shoulder that had just been hit, and felt a burning pain there.

He looked at the figure opposite him, who had just been kicked away by him and was now quickly standing up and preparing to attack again, with a serious expression, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

That "Su Yiyu" seemed to have no sense of pain, and didn't care at all about being kicked away. He rushed towards Su Yiyu again without hesitation, as if he would not stop until he knocked Su Yiyu down.

"I want to see how much spiritual power you have!" Su Yiyu made up his mind and no longer held back.

He quickly took out a handful of pills from his arms and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation. Then there was a flash of light in his hand, and a spear instantly appeared in his hand.

He gripped the spear tightly, shouted loudly, and stabbed towards "Su Yiyu" fiercely like a dragon emerging from the sea.

In this way, the two fought back and forth, and time passed quietly in this fierce battle.

After fighting for a whole hour, Su Yiyu finally relied on his tenacious willpower and the last bit of his spiritual power to burst out. At the moment when Su Yiyu's spiritual power was exhausted, he seized the opportunity and shot the opponent's heart fiercely, finally winning this difficult battle.

But Su Yiyun was not having an easy time at this time, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a miserable victory.

He looked extremely disheveled, with wounds of varying sizes all over his body, some of which were still bleeding. His originally neat hair was burnt in many places, hanging in wisps, looking extremely messy.

"I'm so tired!" Su Yiyun gasped heavily, feeling as if his body was not his own. He just wanted to find a place to lie down and have a good rest.

However, before he had time to lie down and rest, danger came again.

Suddenly, two fierce attacks came towards him like ghosts.

Su Yiyun was already exhausted at this time, so his reaction was inevitably slow, and he was not able to dodge in time.

One of the spiritual attacks hit him directly in the chest. The huge impact force made him fly out like a kite with a broken string and fall heavily to the ground.

Then he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered on the ground, forming a glaring red color.

After a lot of effort, Su Yiyun struggled to get up from the ground. Before he could stand firmly, he saw two people who looked exactly like him standing opposite him.

"Two! What the hell is this thing!" Su Yiyun widened his eyes, his heart full of helplessness and anger, and he couldn't help but curse loudly.

Seeing the two "Su Yiyu" rushing towards him, Su Yiyu did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He gritted his teeth, forced himself to be strong, quickly raised the spear in his hand, and blocked the opponent's attack with force.

But the attacks from the two opponents were too fierce. He took several steps back, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step, before he could barely keep his body steady.

Su Yiyun’s current condition is extremely bad, and he can’t care about anything else.

He could only try his best to dodge the opponent's dense rain of attacks, while constantly taking out various healing pills and pills to restore spiritual power from his own space.

Stuff it all into your mouth.

However, the effect of the medicine has not yet taken effect so quickly. The only thing he can do now is to hide first. At least he has to wait until the wounds on his body heal a little and the spiritual power in his body recovers almost completely before he will be able to continue fighting against these two troublesome guys.

Su Yiyun was running and dodging desperately in this space.