Prove that he is the best imitation, because that is the meaning of his existence.
For those who know the inside story, such as the silver-haired girl and Mu Yuesheng, this sentence is a rather sad and heartbreaking self-mockery, and it is also a compromise with the ironic fate. It makes people feel angry and distressed at the same time. .
That year, Li Wuyu was four years old. He reached the fourth level of the spiritual realm at an alarming speed and awakened his powers. However, in the long and short awakening dream, what he dreamed about was still imitating the King of Heroes every morning to late at night. In my daily life, I dream of the "kind" faces of family members who keep saying the words "King of Heroes" from their mouths.
Li Wuyu's dream of awakening his superpower, dreamed of the reality he wanted to escape the most, a childhood with no entertainment, no toys, only imitation, imitation, and imitation.
Then his superpower awakened. It was an astonishing S-level superpower. There were only a few of them in the Xia Kingdom. He was called a genius prodigy for a while.
However, the name of his power is ironically called - Mimicry.
A person who has been programmed to imitate his life from birth, but the ability he is proud of is still imitation, as if his destiny has been imprisoned by the shackles of "imitation".
But imitation made him become powerful, which was far more powerful than his peers, and even far more powerful than some adults.
His ability to imitate made him the most promising descendant of the Li family's second hero king in the past three thousand years, making him the well-deserved number one among the younger generation of the Xia Kingdom.
He didn't know whether to hate or be grateful for "imitation".
But he never thought about rebelling against his family, destiny, or imitation from the beginning. Therefore, even when he grew up, his mind gradually matured, and his desire to become "Li Wuyu" instead of someone else became stronger, he did not choose to resist.
Because Mimic gave him loving relatives and warm family, strong strength and glorious reputation. Mimic gave him too much, and he will not take it back.
Li was speechless, taking initiative and imitating as partners.
Therefore, imitation has become the meaning of his existence.
So in the meaning of existence, what he can do is to imitate to the extreme, that is, to become the best imitation of that man.
Therefore, the counterfeit King of Heroes who appears at this moment is his existential enemy.
Not an ordinary enemy.
It is an enemy that must be defeated one-on-one.
It is the best enemy to prove the existence of this irony.
... ...
"Shi Xiaobai, can you lend me your sword?"
Li Wuyu turned his head and said softly.
Shi Xiaobai was not someone who knew the inside story, and he didn't understand what kind of existence this fake King of Heroes was to Li Wuyu, but he was keen enough to feel Li Wuyu's complicated emotions.
Shi Xiaobai did not hesitate, merged the black and white swords, and accurately threw them at Li Wuyu.
The King of Heroes may be a good opponent, but Shi Xiaobai has no shortage of opponents.
And Li Wuyu would be a good friend, and Shi Xiaobai didn't want to lose any of his friends.
"Thanks."
Li Wuyu obviously didn't expect Shi Xiaobai to be so straightforward, and a warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Shi Xiaobai borrowing the sword also meant that he was willing to temporarily give up this opponent to him.
Li Wuyu turned to look at the gatekeeper giant.
The gatekeeper giant laughed angrily, suddenly turned around, walked to the wall, sat down, and sneered: "As you wish, I will watch a good show quietly."
The Gatekeeper Titan has agility that is completely inconsistent with its huge body, and it also has a delicate mind that is completely contrary to its violent appearance.
It would not easily believe the statement of the blond boy who suddenly appeared, because the God's Fire of Karma can only be used by the God King who has accepted the inheritance of the God King. The words of this blond boy were not credible to it.
Therefore, the gatekeeper giant chose to wait and see.
Li Wuyu was very satisfied with the "knowledge" of the gatekeeper giant. He turned to look at the blond boy with an expressionless face and said in a cold voice: "Draw your sword. Let me take a look at his best swordsmanship at this time." , how many percent did you copy?"
The blond boy's face remained expressionless, and his handsome facial features seemed to be frozen. Apart from the slight fluttering of his nose due to breathing and the occasional instinctive blink of his eyelids, there were no other unnecessary changes.
"What you said is strange."
The blond boy said in an emotionless tone: "As a fake NPC, your words are a bit too subjective, which is very strange. And, are you sure you want one against one? There may be some hope for three against one, but one against one is too much." It’s a bit boring.”
When these words were spoken by other people, most of them would have a teasing and arrogant tone, but when they came from the mouth of the blond boy, they were calm and gentle, as if they were stating an objective fact.
Li Wuyu sneered, suddenly raised his sword and slashed towards the side of him!
"The sword points three thousand miles away!"
The blue sword energy flashed like a jumping elf. Li Wuyu swung his sword and slashed out. The sword energy suddenly appeared from the end of the sword's edge on the stone wall in the distance.
"boom!"
The sword energy exploded, and a hole with a diameter of one meter was cut into the stone wall that surrounded the basin. The end of the hole could not be seen, and it seemed to penetrate the entire thick stone wall.
"Three Thousand Mile Sword, that man created his own sword move when he was eight years old. The sword energy is so fast that he can kill an enemy three thousand miles away in an instant."
Li Wuyu slowly sheathed his sword and sneered: "How do you think I imitated him?"
The blond boy was silent for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand to his empty waist.
"interesting."
The blond boy said this and made a gesture of drawing his sword out of thin air.
However, in the eyes of everyone, the blond boy's right hand showed the action of holding a sword, but there was nothing in his right hand, as if he had pulled out the air and held it.
Li Wuyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "The non-existent sword, I didn't expect you to be able to imitate this sword."
The blond boy didn't speak. When he finished drawing the sword, his whole aura changed drastically. A second ago, he was as calm as the dead water in an ancient well. At this moment, there was an unnoticeable emotion in his eyes. The light was surging, like boiling waves.
The blond boy suddenly made a sword-cutting motion!
There was clearly no sword in his hand, but when he slashed the sword, the sharp sword light flashed like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and even the most ordinary spectators in the basin could feel the overwhelming and overflowing sword intent.
There is only killing in that sword intention, it is the purest killing intention.
At the same time, almost at the same time, Li Wuyu also made a sword-cutting motion, which was exactly the same as that of the blond boy!
"boom!"
Two sword energies that could not be seen with the naked eye met in the air, the explosion was deafening, and each shattered like fireworks. The sword was like a mirror image, and finally calmed down.
"One hundred and eight thousand li sword."
A hint of mockery or self-deprecation appeared at the corner of Li Wuyu's mouth, and he said: "When that man was nine years old, he sublimated the sword technique he created at the age of eight to a whole new level. The distance between his sword fingers changed from three thousand miles to Thousands of miles, which seems to be a sixty-fold improvement, but is actually a six hundred- or even six-thousand-fold difficulty sublimation. That man relied on his comprehension of this self-created move to become one of the top ten swordsmen in the world at the age of nine. Hao. And I, in order to learn this trick when I was nine years old, didn't sleep for a whole month. Finally, I practiced it, but I could only get one sentence-'It's not even close. That man created it himself, and you imitated it. You should learn it at the age of eight'."
Li Wuyu lowered his head slightly, his expression vaguely lonely.
The blond boy remained expressionless after hearing this, but there was an imperceptible cold glint in his eyes.
"I roughly understand your setting, but I don't understand how you got the information about me in another world. It's just that I don't like you very much when you call me 'that man'."
The blond boy still said in an emotionless tone: "To be precise, I hate you, so I hate you."
I hate you.
These seemingly effeminate words came out of the mouth of the blond boy, but there was no trace of the embarrassment of a young woman at all. The tone was colder than the winter wind and snow, and the murderous intention contained in it seemed to make the air freeze.
Li Wuyu shook his head and laughed: "It just so happens that I hate you too, so there can only be one of us."
"Well, then you die."
The blond boy used two modal particles to strengthen his toneless tone.
Then, raise your hand.
Cut out with one sword.
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(ps: I finished coding one chapter in the afternoon. I wanted to code another chapter in the evening and post it together. But I felt very sleepy at night, so I slept for a while. Unexpectedly, I overslept. When I woke up, it was already two o'clock in the morning, so I had to finish coding quickly. , it’s already 4:30 in the morning, I’m really sorry.)