After the two of them finished their breakfast, Ye Shaohui took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He looked at the little brat who was already full and was nervous and unsure of what was going on. Ye Shaohui asked,""You, what's your name?" The child looked at Ye Shaohui in confusion. He remembered that his parents who were still alive two years ago often called him Qingshui. However, he had almost forgotten this name." Qingshui, Little Master, my name is Qingshui!”
"Qing Shui? Clear, clean, water, formless, formless; Water could also take shape and take any form. Whether it was good or bad, it was not too late to take shape now.”Ye Shaohui thought to himself. He got up and walked towards the busy streets." I need a tool that fits my hands, a tool that only works for me.”Although the streets were noisy, Ye Shaohui's voice was clearly heard by Qing Shui. Qing Shui followed Ye Shaohui with a determined expression and shouted loudly behind him,""I will become Daren's most suitable weapon!”
Ye Shaohui didn't say anything. He walked forward unhurriedly until he was out of the city. After two hours, although Ye Shaohui was still chasing after him, his footsteps were erratic. His face was as pale as the snow on the ground. Ye Shaohui nodded in approval. To be able to follow him on the road and across the mountains in this world of ice and snow was a perseverance that many people didn't have.
With a flash, he came to his side and saw Ye Shaohui smiling weakly. In the next moment, his lips turned purple from the cold, and the trembling water fell to the ground. Ye Shaohui supported him with one hand and took out a tent from his space. He put him in and put on a warm tiger skin before walking out.
After collecting some firewood, Ye Shaohui lit it up and handcuffed it. Ye Shaohui was not in a hurry. After sitting down and resting for a while, Ye Shaohui took out the Black Evil Moon and summoned his clone. In an instant, the clone appeared in front of Ye Shaohui.
After three months, the mirror image had leveled up a few times.
"Mirror Image Doppelganger (Level-9): Consumes 600 mana to create a doppelganger that lasts for 13 minutes. Its combat power is the same as the main body. It will dissipate when attacked.”
Although it was only an additional three minutes, if the doppelganger had to kill low-level Jounin, it could kill four or five more. If it reached level 10, it would be an additional 20 minutes! Absolutely awesome.
Ye Shaohui no longer summoned his doppelganger to train his proficiency. This was because each summon required 600 points of mana. What if someone attacked him after summoning a few more times?! Therefore, training to a certain level or a completely safe place was fine.
Now that Ye Shaohui had summoned his clone, he actually wanted to fight with his clone. Not only would it allow him to react better, but it would also allow him to understand himself better. He was the only one who was his greatest opponent!
He treated himself as an opponent because he knew everything about you. However, that was only on the surface. As long as the two of them fought freely, they would discover their own shortcomings and strengths. They would improve and their swordsmanship would also grow greatly. Even if they did not use any skills, their body's understanding of the sword would increase. With their physical advantage, they could still fight against elite Chuunins. If they added skills and clones, it would not be a problem to eliminate the quasi-shadow. Of course, the battlefield was always changing. There would be situations that they did not expect at any time. Therefore, confidence was a good thing, and he had to be cautious.
Staring, staring, clanging, clanging sounds echoed in the snow and forest. It could be said that the two of them had the same thoughts and strength. However, one side had a huge weakness, which was that they had to attack. There was also a time limit, so the two of them fought quickly and mercilessly. This was also to train themselves.
The two of them fought for eight minutes before they were killed. Ye Shaohui had actually sustained two injuries. As he healed himself, he wanted to cry but had no tears.'Damn it, I can't even win against my clone.' The depressed Ye Shaohui could only sigh and say that he would work hard next time…However, every time he fought, he could gain some insights. He could still learn some, but his clone could also learn. Thus, he could only adapt to the situation.
After warming up, Ye Shaohui felt warm all over. Although he didn't feel very cold in the snow, he only felt cool and refreshing. After a long time, Ye Shaohui's temperature finally dropped. By noon, Qingshui had woken up. Ye Shaohui repeatedly hinted that he didn't need to be so reserved, but he didn't listen. Ye Shaohui didn't mind. He chatted with him to show his approval. They asked and answered each other. The two of them ate some more lunch before slowly setting off. Ye Shaohui had to leave this place for a while.
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