Chapter 165: The Power of Phantom

The steps, which were only a few feet wide, suddenly expanded a lot and became dozens of feet wide, like a fighting platform.

Wu Yi tried to expand his spiritual consciousness, but found that the surroundings had been isolated and he could not get out at all. It was blocked, just like the spiritual energy wall on the fighting platform, which not only blocked the spread of the aftermath of the battle between the two sides, but also prevented the monks from going out.

If Wu Yi was threatened with a fatal threat, would the person in charge of the ladder stop the phantom from continuing to attack? Wu Yi's mind could not help but spread out.

But from the rumors outside, many monks died on the way to the ladder, and there was obviously no rule to prevent the casualties of disciples.

Wu Yi looked at the phantom in front of him, whose aura was no less than his own, and knew that the retreat was cut off. In his heart, he had already held the belief that there was no him or me.

But what confused Wu Yi was that the phantom half-closed its eyes, and its eyes were blurred. It had not attacked him yet. Wu Yi's temperament was always to strike back, let the opponent attack first, and then find an opportunity to break it, and take the opportunity to switch offense and defense, and defeat the enemy.

Now that the phantom did not attack, Wu Yi's idea of ​​watching its cultivation strength was shattered. In this case, Wu Yi would not be stingy in showing his strength. After all, it would be more disadvantageous for him to drag on.

It took Wu Yi less than a month to walk up the first 2,500 steps. The test of the ladder lasted for three months. Wu Yi did not need to be too anxious about it, but Wu Yi always felt that he would be trapped here for a long time. He had an inexplicable sense of anxiety, which broke the Dao rhyme of the quiet road he had cultivated.

The spiritual consciousness expanded, showing a semi-encirclement, grasping every direction of the phantom's escape, ensuring that Wu Yi could make a corresponding decision quickly when the phantom escaped.

Of course, the premise of doing so is that Wu Yi is confident that he can at least force the phantom back with one blow. Since he has taken the initiative, Wu Yi must maintain his advantage of taking the initiative.

Seeing that the phantom on the opposite side was still half asleep, Wu Yi gritted his teeth and decided not to wait any longer. He left a shadow clone in the original place and covered it with illusion to cover his attack.

But just when Wu Yi started to attack, the phantom's eyes, which were originally half asleep and half awake, suddenly opened, as if suddenly alive. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was not disturbed by the illusion at all. Instead of retreating, he advanced and planned to fight Wu Yi head-on.

But Wu Yi had been planning for a long time and had accumulated strength for a long time. It was far from being comparable to the strength mobilized by the phantom on a whim. The phantom collapsed at the first touch. Although his strength was comparable to Wu Yi, he was suppressed by Wu Yi from then on.

Losing the advantage of taking the initiative, the battle lasted only a dozen rounds. The phantom was finally slapped away by Wu Yi with a palm and hit the border. His body suddenly collapsed and disappeared cleanly without any residue left.

From this, we can also see how important a good opportunity is, which can allow two monks with similar strength to form an overwhelming advantage.

But seeing this scene, Wu Yi had no happy thoughts in his heart. What he didn't expect was that this border was actually a place where people killed without bloodshed.

Wu Yi knew very well that his last blow would never have the power to disperse the phantom. The reason why the phantom collapsed was more like falling off the fighting platform in a fight and being judged as a failure, and the price of failure was obliteration.

The rules were so cruel that Wu Yi was awed in his heart, his face was serious, his whole body was tense, and he stepped cautiously on the next step.

What appeared in front of him was still a phantom that was exactly the same as him. Although it was a phantom, if ordinary people were to see it, how could they tell the real body? It was just that Wu Yi knew that the person on the other side was a fake.

As soon as Wu Yi stepped on the new step, a strong wind swept towards him. Before, Wu Yi's real body took the lead, but now the opponent took the lead.

Wu Yi sensed the opponent's powerful strength and knew that he could not defeat him. Otherwise, he would fall below him like he did before when he defeated the phantom, until he was finally crippled.

Wu Yi flew with his Qi, avoiding the opponent's attack. When the phantom's old strength was exhausted and new strength was not yet generated, and it was difficult to move, he attacked brazenly and forced the phantom to fight him head-on.

The next result was exactly the same as before. Wu Yi used his strength skillfully to force the phantom to the border, and the phantom collapsed. In this second game, although Wu Yi did not take the initiative, he won more easily.

In the third game, the situation changed. Wu Yi got the opportunity to take the initiative, but the phantom on the opposite side was no longer half asleep. He looked at him straight, his eyes were bright and sharp, and he was sharp and cold.

The phantom bent down and was ready to go. It was obvious that he was ready to deal with Wu Yi's attack. Wu Yi wanted to defeat him by taking advantage of the phantom's lack of power as in the first game. It was difficult to achieve.

Following the first match, Wu Yi combined three methods, integrated them, and punched out with one punch. There was not only the locking of spiritual consciousness, but also the mixture of fire spiritual energy. The most important thing was the gravity contained in Wu Yi's punch.

What Wu Yi didn't expect was that the phantom didn't choose to fight him head-on, but flew with the air, escaping to the sky, intending to avoid Wu Yi's attack.

Isn't this the strategy I used before? Wu Yi's eyes widened. The phantom was actually imitating him.

Wu Yi's heart was heavy, but his spiritual consciousness spread out, and he had already calculated all the directions that the phantom would avoid. It was impossible for Wu Yi to fail in one blow.

When the phantom just flew into the sky, Wu Yi stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and his body rushed straight towards the phantom like a cannonball.

The phantom probably learned Wu Yi's calm and composed character. It was difficult to borrow external force in the sky, and he was no match for Wu Yi's recoil force. His speed was much slower than Wu Yi, and it was impossible to avoid all of Wu Yi's attacks.

The phantom slightly turned his body to avoid Wu Yi's oncoming sharp edge. Of course, he did not avoid it completely, but he was not knocked away by one blow and left the battle.

The phantom, who was not hurt much, took Wu Yi's next move. The two of them temporarily tied and fought evenly.

Fists and palms flew everywhere. If someone else was watching the fight at this time, they could not see the shadow of the palms at all. They could only hear the sound of bang bang, like the collision of metal and stone.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Wu Yi still made no progress. He withdrew and retreated, with his hands tucked behind his back. His palms were now red and swollen like pig's trotters, numb and insensitive to pain.

If there is such a phantom on each step, Wu Yi needs to fight 500 times to pass the ladder, and Wu Yi is only in the third game and it is difficult to gain an advantage. How should he deal with it next?

Although his palm was seriously injured, the blood light was also repairing his palm quickly. Wu Yi's palm was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

During the temporary truce, both sides locked each other's aura tightly, staring at each other without blinking. This phantom was exactly the same as Wu Yi. If Wu Yi guessed correctly at this time, the phantom was also recovering.

After dozens of breaths, Wu Yi's swollen palm recovered as before. Except for some pain in some joints that were difficult to recover, at least the palm could continue to be used.

The two sides continued to fight together, and this time the collision was more intense. They were all fighting with real fire and ferocious faces. Not to mention that the palm was swollen like a pig's hoof, even the cracked and bleeding did not stop fighting.

Wu Yi punched open the phantom's attacking hand, deliberately selling a flaw, did not retreat, and opened the middle door, giving the phantom a chance to attack.

Phantom seized this opportunity and punched Wu Yi hard. Wu Yi felt as if he was hit by a sacred mountain in the chest. A light salty taste appeared in his mouth. He was injured internally.

But this was a flaw that Wu Yi deliberately sold to Phantom. He did not give Phantom much time to accumulate strength. Therefore, although Wu Yi was injured, he was not seriously injured and was able to hold on.

On the other side, when Phantom attacked Wu Yi's middle gate, he gave Wu Yi more opportunities to accumulate strength. Wu Yi's flat palm was like a knife and chopped Phantom's neck.

Phantom's body fell backwards after being chopped by Wu Yi's palm, and he was unstable. Wu Yi swept his whip kick and Phantom was knocked away by Wu Yi, leaving the border and disintegrating.

This tragic battle was finally over. Wu Yi took a long breath, but before he finished breathing, he coughed heavily and spit out dark red blood, even mixed with some fragments of internal organs.

Injuring the enemy by 10,000 and losing 8,000 of his own, although Wu Yi did not win a miserable victory this time, it was not easy.

Wu Yi breathed in and out on the spot, urging the blood to flow to the injured part to speed up his recovery.

After half an hour, Wu Yi's face regained a trace of blood color and vitality, not as pale as before.

After recovery, Wu Yi continued to move forward. In the fourth battle, the familiar attack was still coming. Wu Yi chose to avoid it from the air.

The phantom, like Wu Yi before, stomped his feet to use the force to hit Wu Yi, but it was different from Wu Yi before. He did not spend all his strength on this attack, but reserved some strength to prevent Wu Yi from using his previous strategy to eliminate it.

Wu Yi saw the means of the phantom. Although he could not use the force in the air, the phantom did not use all his strength. If he fought head-on, it was hard to say who would win. So Wu Yi did not avoid it, but instead pressed down from above, using his own gravity to force the phantom with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Wu Yi's response strategy was effective. After the phantom jumped up, it retained some of its strength and was able to change the direction of attack, but it also lost the ability to exert its full strength, and lost the advantage of the first move.

Wu Yi, who had the advantage of the first move, was relentless, and attacked and hit quickly, forcing the phantom to retreat again and again.

According to the results of the first and second battles, Wu Yi should have won in the end. In the end, Wu Yi did win, but the damage he suffered was not much lighter than the third game. The reason was that the phantom was willing to kill Wu Yi's eight thousand at the cost of ten thousand.

This phantom also became the only phantom that Wu Yi killed head-on in the four battles so far.

This phantom even learned his self-harm method. What a strong learning ability. Wu Yi's heart became more solemn and the atmosphere was depressed.

What Wu Yi did not realize was that as his methods were learned little by little by the phantom, his originally calm heart began to ripple, and his restlessness became stronger and stronger.

How to ask the heart of the Tao?