"You can enter the second level at any time. Do you want to enter now?" The mechanical electronic sound sounded again.
"I want to rest for an hour." Feng Xingying replied.
silence.
Deathly silence.
In this silence, Feng Xingying turned over the bodies of Feng Yuexian and others next to him, and found some healing medicine from their storage bags to take first.
Feng Xingying now also feels that she doesn't have the trouble of preparing an extra storage bag. All her things are in the Xihuang Sword space. When she enters a place where space is not allowed, she won't be able to use anything.
For example, now we can only use the elixirs stored by Feng Yuexian, which are many times inferior to those of Feng Xingying himself.
On the other side, the same woman's body was crushed into powder in Qin Molin's hands: "No one can pretend to be my woman. You can pretend to look like her, but you can't pretend to be her charm. If you do something like this again, be careful with me. One fire will destroy your entire underground palace."
"Sir, please calm down. This is just a test." The Hehuan Palace trial envoy was also helpless. It was really scary to encounter someone as powerful as Qin Molin. If Qin Molin is willing, he can really destroy the entire underground palace.
However, he is a human, not a ghost.
Everyone has weaknesses.
"Don't you want to see the real Feng Xingying? Don't you want to see the treasure of our Hehuan Palace?"
"Continue." Qin Molin responded with a cold face.
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"I'm ready." An hour later, Feng Xing said with a cold face.
As soon as she finished speaking, her body was transported to another place.
As soon as Feng Xingying landed, he felt the oncoming attack.
Her guess was indeed correct.
The so-called trial, to put it bluntly, what is the difference between the routine in the bones and the entrance to middle school? Aren't assessments generally based on various aspects such as moral, intellectual, physical, artistic, and labor
What Feng Xingying passed in the first level was wisdom, vision and telepathy, and the second level was either force or intelligence.
That's why Feng Xingying asked for an hour's rest, even if it was delayed, he had to restore himself to his best condition.
However, when the opponent's attack was cleared, Feng Xingying was a little frightened.
Because the opponent she faced was none other than herself!
She knows best how powerful she is.
Not to mention the three attributes of ice, fire and poison, especially the terrifying fire pheasant tail feathers and Lingwu fellow practitioners, they can fight even against peak Xuanling masters.
But it happened to be herself.
And the fake Feng Xingying who was released by the system to evaluate her was even more ruthless. Once he got started, he would freeze and fire the pheasant tail.
It’s simply life-threatening!
Fortunately, she is the one who knows herself best.
Feng Xingying's body suddenly lit up with a ray of light, and the next moment, her body was like a flying butterfly, taking graceful steps in the air.
This time, the fake Feng Xingying was dumbfounded.
She won't!
Feng Xingying's guess was indeed correct.
The so-called imitation can only imitate the abilities she has used. If she has never used it, what can her opponent use to imitate it
For example, this set of butterfly steps was one of Feng Xingying's proud moves in her previous life, and it has long been engraved in her soul.
It's just that she hasn't met an opponent who is good at speed, and Feng Xingying has never used the butterfly step, which is one of her trump cards.
Now that I encounter a fake version of myself, this trump card works very well.
While his opponent was dumbfounded, Feng Xingying had already sorted out a lot of things in his mind.
For example, this fake Feng Xingying, to put it bluntly, is another person, or a robot, who looks the same as her, has the same spiritual talent, and can imitate and use her skills.