"Shut up." Zuo Ci gritted his teeth and stood up from the half-squat state. Before he had time to adjust, his opponent was already approaching him.
It was another repeated chase. Faced with an unsolvable situation, he felt a little desperate, but the Holy Spirit began to put more mental pressure on him, and kept saying to him repeatedly: "Admit defeat, left Ci, you can't win against yourself, and you will never win."
Under the double pressure, Zuo Ci hesitated for a second between movements, and suffered another heavy blow to his shoulder.
Clutching the wound on his shoulder and continuing to back away, a new idea came up in his heart, a dangerous idea...
"Don't make unnecessary struggles, you just need to say the word admit defeat to me, and I will immediately send you back to the cave of Tianhuan to end this boring battle." Holy Spirit urged without giving up.
"I won't go back." Zuo Ci's tone was still cold and firm, and he rushed towards his opponent, who was exactly the same as himself, beyond the expectations of the Holy Spirit.
According to the previous pattern, the fake Zuo Ci rushed towards him in a similar manner, and the ghost lock shield was shattered under the force of the gouging skills between each other, and the successive combination skills quickly followed, the fake Zuo Ci With the ghost claw sickle in his hand, he pierced the deity's waist at once... and the real Zuo Ci followed up with another gouge, not to be outdone, and with the sickle weapon in his hand, pierced the false Zuo Ci's heart... This blow , Both of them seem to have exhausted their strength.
This is Zuo Ci's plan, no longer fleeing, no longer hiding, confronting head-on, fighting with his life, betting on receiving this fatal blow—
The pain instantly penetrated Zuo Ci's body. He had experienced this feeling before. It was the feeling of dying. He is also unwilling to accept the Holy Spirit's proposal, he will never admit defeat, never.
This gamble may have been too risky, but fortunately, it paid off. After a sigh, the fake Zuo Ci began to crack, turned into dust, and finally dissipated in the air in smoke.
As for Zuo Ci himself, he also fell to the ground in a pool of blood under the severe tearing pain, his vision began to blur... He was struggling hard, he was unwilling to admit defeat, let alone stop here.
While his consciousness was blurred, the surroundings turned into blankness again, and the sobriety after the excruciating pain made Zuo Ci think that he had already fallen into the Rashomon sect.
Enduring the discomfort all over his body, he propped up his half body, only to see a huge face that almost merged with the surrounding whiteness appeared in front of him.
Although the facial features look sharp and angular, the huge face has a bit of handsomeness that is neither male nor female. Only this side is floating in the air, but it doesn't look weird.
Zuo Ci seemed to have guessed his situation, and he spoke first, "This is your world? Lord Holy Spirit."
"You are indeed extremely intelligent." The voice of the Holy Spirit rose. This voice was completely different from the voice that urged me to retreat before. It seemed to be an echo from ancient times.
"So, have I passed the test, or am I already dead?" Zuo Ci tried to keep calm and asked.
"Aren't you stupid?" Holy Spirit didn't answer Zuo Ci's question directly, but said, "I would rather perish with my clone than kill the clone of your adopted father that you hate. Why are you bothering? Isn't he Have you always been a demon?"
"Sorens is indeed my goal, the one I've always wanted to defeat." Zuo Ci replied indifferently, "But I don't hate him, nor is he my demon."
"Then, Zuo Ci, what is your inner demon?"
Zuo Ci answered without any hesitation: "My demon, haven't you already told me in your own way? - It's me. Hatred is born by myself. This source may be just a boring cause and condition, and it cannot be wronged. It all comes down to the adoptive father."
Holy Spirit was silent for a moment, and Jumian smiled slightly: "I didn't expect you to realize this step so quickly. It really is the person I saw correctly."
After the words of the Holy Spirit fell, Zuo Ci only felt a burst of warmth running through his whole body, full of strength, and the pain disappeared in an instant.