The gray avatar on the phone still didn't light up.

But Wuzhiqi was clearly sitting right next to him. His phone was a special kind. The black cat knew this very well. After all, poor students have lots of stationery. Wuzhiqi's phone was the kind that would keep his account online forever.

As for whether it would run out of power?

For Wuzhiqi, who had deconstructed the water power generation model, he could just casually cast a charging spell.

Run out of power?

That kind of situation was simply impossible, okay?

But now, Wuzhiqi himself was sitting next to him. He looked like Wuzhiqi, his aura was Wuzhiqi's, and even his expression was ninety-nine percent similar to that monkey's. If there was any difference, it was probably that although this guy's eyebrows were raised, looking brave and dignified, he didn't have Wuzhiqi's impetuous, unruly, and unconvinced demeanor.

Hmm, like a statue in a temple.

Also like Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong painted on the door gods.

Similar, but not quite.

But this didn't prevent a feeling of extreme danger from rising in the black cat's heart. Wuzhiqi wasn't here, so who was this next to him? The black cat felt like a horror movie was happening to him in real life. His back was cold, and his fur was standing on end.

'Wuzhiqi,' he looked at him and repeated, "Why aren't you talking?"

"What game are we going to play?"

"Are we going to throw this stone?"

He pointed at the thing in the black cat's hand, his face full of curiosity and interest.

Then the laughing, drinking Daoists around them suddenly fell silent.

The expressions on their faces were a little dazed.

The ones drinking, playing finger-guessing games, and serving dishes all stopped their movements and subconsciously turned their heads to look at Wuzhiqi, blankly.

???

What are you talking about, Water Lord?

Didn't you always treasure your phone like it was your life? Are you planning to throw it now?

Wuzhiqi was also slightly stunned.

Immediately, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. At this time, he simply gave up the idea of finding the best and most perfect opportunity to strike. He still knew the principle that a chance lost may never return. Then he also knew that fate seemed to have left a trick up its sleeve—

It had given him the exact same appearance and the exact same power as Wuzhiqi.

The exact same temperament, and even the skills and style in martial arts were the same.

But it didn't give him Wuzhiqi's memories and habits.

This meant that he could easily be recognized by Wuzhiqi's acquaintances!

Once he was recognized, the Lord of Chaos from the Turbid World could use some detailed questions to identify him, knowing that he wasn't the real Wuzhiqi. This was undoubtedly a pit dug for him, but at this time, the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World didn't feel annoyed, but rather a sense of relief.

Because it was absolutely untrustworthy.

You know that what he gave you has problems, but you don't know where the problems are.

This state is the most tormenting.

Now that the problem was exposed, it was a good thing. Afterwards, there would naturally be other means and methods to make up for this mistake. As a powerhouse at the Dao Fruit level, he had many and rich methods, and even more Turbid World divine powers that could be used to assist him.

…'So the problem is here.'

'Ah, you were also a hero for a time, but your methods are so naive that I discovered them so easily.'

The Fighting Saint of the Turbid World laughed a few times in his heart.

He didn't continue to hide, and didn't care that the people around him didn't seem to have realized who he was.

He just stepped forward lightly.

He was extremely satisfied with his power attributes and the laws and concepts he controlled.

The Dao Fruit of Fighting!

It was most suitable for battle and killing. Whether it was a one-on-one battle or a one-to-many group battle, it was his specialty. Even against other Dao Fruit level experts, he wouldn't flinch, let alone these Daoists in the mortal world? Their cultivation was so weak that he could easily kill them if he wanted to.

How could such small ants enter my eyes?

Like Wuzhiqi.

He could actually have a fighting spirit with ordinary ants and mortals.

He even played games with a beast.

In his opinion, it was simply a loss of status for a dignified Dao Fruit level powerhouse!

In an instant, he went straight for Nüwa's head.

His right hand stretched out, seemingly slow but actually fast. All the surrounding Daoists couldn't react at all, but just as he was about to grab Nüwa, the beautiful woman with a gentle temperament put her hands together slightly, and then a cycle of yin and yang transformed.

Immediately, there was a feeling that time, space, and all things became vast and slow.

'Wuzhiqi's' move heavily struck this cycle of yin and yang.

The powerful and domineering fighting force was actually entangled by this seemingly soft energy. The speed slowed down, as if falling into an endless stream of water, and the power was unloaded layer by layer in the circulation of yin and yang. Nüwa frowned slightly, but the movements in her hands didn't stop at all.

The Fighting Saint of the Turbid World was forcibly stopped.

Nüwa, who had always been well-protected by Fuxi, was also a great god who could mend the sky.

"Good!"

The Fighting Saint of the Turbid World laughed loudly, and then stepped forward suddenly. Golden light flowed in his hand, and a long staff suddenly extended. This came from the deepest abyss of the Turbid World, supporting a space. It was originally a huge stone pillar three hundred miles in radius, but it was later refined into his weapon.

Although it was a staff, it had the status of supporting a world.

Because it was a warrior of the endless Turbid World, it was dismantled by hacking and chopping, and it also had a sharp edge.

This step used the method of shrinking the earth to inches. Although it was only one step, it seemed to have been accumulating power for thousands of miles. The right hand held the staff and rotated it slightly, naturally bringing a sharp aura. Nüwa's face turned pale. After all, she had only recently awakened, and her foundation was far from being restored. She couldn't support it immediately. The original foundation was enough, and she was also very good at fighting.

…She was immediately dispersed of her spiritual light, and then hit in the abdomen by the force, coughing up blood, almost dispersing her divine soul. However, Nüwa also took the opportunity to reverse yin and yang. The staff in the hand of the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World was forcibly forced away by her, and she hit it upwards.

This step, this stab, was originally the essence of the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World's moves and martial arts. It seemed ordinary, but the profoundness of the divine power used and the complexity of the force used were unimaginable to ordinary people. The purpose was to explode all his power in one breath and achieve results in the shortest time.

The Fighting Saint of the Turbid World was shocked, and then praised:

"As expected of Nüwa."

The first move was sudden, but it was blocked by her, and then he changed his move and thrust, not only was it blocked.

She was even beaten away, even the weapon was knocked away, by her with the method of reversing yin and yang.

The Fighting Saint of the Turbid World thought in his heart that it seemed that Nüwa, who had always been considered the weakest, was not so. She was not the weakest, but was too well protected by Fuxi, and had almost no

opportunity to attack, so she was considered the weakest.

Or rather, a person like Fuxi would naturally consider the situation when he was not around.

He would work hard to cultivate Nüwa into a strength that could protect herself even if she was separated from his protection.

And when the person who intended to attack Nüwa held the idea of picking soft persimmons to pinch.

He would find that he had crashed into a huge and hard stone.

This was almost a pit.

It was the last protection that Fuxi left for his younger sister.

That is, the enemy's contempt!

Even the enemy's mentality was grasped in his hands and turned into protection for his younger sister Nüwa. Even though the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World had not personally fought against the Lord of Heavenly Secrets Fuxi, he was already able to perceive the difficulty and deep mind of this person from these details.

The thoughts in his heart turned like lightning.

The outside situation was even more unpredictable.

After the seemingly weak and beautiful Nüwa shook off the thrust containing infinite power from the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World in one move, she not only did not escape, but stepped forward. Her feet circulated with yin and yang, as if stepping on the dark side of the entire world, and then directly appeared on the left side of the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World's waist.

Then, the power of reversing yin and yang turned.

Both hands were directly pressed on one side of the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World.

The two Dao Fruits were fighting here. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the entire Longhu Mountain area was shaking violently. The roads in the cities below were faintly cracked, and the buildings were shaking violently. Faintly, the sound of people crying could be heard. Nüwa was kind-hearted and unwilling to harm the children, almost instinctively, she retracted her strength in an instant.

She only thought that the remaining strength was not weak, enough to seriously injure the person in front of her.

But when the aftermath of the yin and yang energies spread out, she saw that the Monkey King was fine. The shock remained in his eyes, and then turned into a sneer. The corner of his mouth curled up, his face full of mockery: "Amazing, amazing. One move of yin and yang circulation is enough to shake off all attacks, and then reverse yin and yang to reverse the attack and kill with all your strength."

"Although simple, it is powerful and effective enough, and it has the effect of connecting the front and back."

"Did Fuxi teach you that?"

"It's a pity, a pity, you shouldn't have held back!"

"This body of mine was personally tempered by your brother!"

The shock on the face of the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World turned into flames of anger and killing intent in the blink of an eye. The staff in his hand was suddenly raised high, and smashed down fiercely towards Nüwa's face. The aura was majestic and domineering, and it was terrifying. He was about to kill Nüwa in front of him.

Just at this time.

Suddenly, an extremely strong force rushed towards the back of the Fighting Saint of the Turbid World.

Today's second update…

Adjust your schedule, adjust your schedule, but it's not good to stop here.

Slap your face! Slap your face!

Charge completed, third update skill activated, super evolution.

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