What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 53 Reflection in the Mirror (Part 2)
With a single strike of the halberd, the howling wind resembled the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.

The halberd in his hand no longer seemed to be a golden spear, but had transformed into a black dragon that roared and came to devour its prey.

An overwhelming sense of killing intent swept over us.

The dazzling golden light made the man holding the halberd appear like a golden-armored divine general.

one strike.

Click!

The sound of the mirror shattering rang out immediately.

A fragile mirror can reflect a weak glow.

Yet they were ultimately unable to resist the fierce and domineering halberd.

Mirrors appeared one after another in front of the mirror demon.

Just like a mirror, it shattered inch by inch under the penetration of the halberd.

puff!

The mirror demon's face had barely had time to show astonishment.

The sharp halberd, already carrying a rich, demon-dispelling golden light, easily pierced its chest.

"what!"

It immediately screamed in agony, then instantly disintegrated and vanished without a trace.

"This……"

Both Zhang Hai and Ling Shuang were completely stunned by what they saw.

No.

The Mirror Demon was all cocky just now, but you took it down in one move?
And that imposing aura, that halberd technique...

Are you perhaps possessed by the spirit of Lü Bu?
"That shouldn't be the Mirror Demon's true form, but just an illusion similar to the one before."

Xia Qing shook her head and looked at Ling Shuang again.

"Second floor, the master bedroom, I'll take you there."

Ling Shuang, however, possessed basic combat skills and quickly realized what was happening. She put aside all her doubts and led Xia Qing briskly up to the second floor.

Zhang Hai and Grandpa Zhang dared not be alone at this moment, so they naturally followed closely behind.

However, as soon as they rushed out of the room and into the hall, they were greeted by a full-length mirror standing in the center of the hall, directly facing the door of the room they had just left.

The full-length mirror is almost the same size as an average person.

And it's right opposite the entrance.

The four people who rushed out were clearly reflected in the image, especially Xia Qing, who was at the forefront.

"This is the mirror in my room!"

Zhang Hai's expression changed drastically upon seeing the mirror.

Xia Qing and Ling Shuang were just about to go find the mirror in their room.

As a result, the mirror ended up in the center of the living room.

It would be strange if this were no problem.

"Be careful. Encountering a Mirror Demon from the Birth Domain is almost certain death. Our department doesn't have much information, except that it's highly related to mirrors."

Ling Shuang quickly reminded her.

If even Zhang Hai could realize it, it was impossible for her and Xia Qing not to.

"It's too late."

The image of Xia Qing reflected in the full-length mirror facing them suddenly opened and closed its lips, uttering a sinister laugh.

Then, under the somewhat horrified gazes of everyone, including Xia Qing herself,

The figure that looked exactly like him, holding a halberd, actually moved on its own and stepped out of the mirror.

“Normally, mirror reflection is already an invincible weapon against you ghost story walkers. You are probably the first one who can do this.”

The mirror image of Xia Qing showed a look that was incongruous with his own appearance, yet perfectly mirrored the wistful and mocking expression of the camouflaged giant from before:
"I am a mirror. If you want to shatter me, you must face me. If you want to face me, you must face yourself."

Upon hearing this, everyone understood what he meant and their expressions changed.

Xia Qing was no exception.

If the Mirror Demon can completely replicate itself, then what's the point of fighting?

While Xia Qing was only finding it troublesome, Zhang Hai, Grandpa Zhang, and even Ling Shuang were completely disheartened.

If Xia Qing were to fight his own mirror image, the outcome would likely be a 50/50 match.

But if you want to cut them down, with the power of that halberd and the card, it's as easy as cutting vegetables.

"Truly... unexpectedly powerful." The Mirror Demon was somewhat intoxicated by its physical abilities, which far exceeded those of normal humans. Just like Xia Qing had done before, it twirled its halberd, raised it and pointed it in the distance, and then beckoned with its other hand in a provocative manner.

"Not only strength, but even halberd techniques can be copied?"

Xia Qing frowned even more deeply.

"Of course, I am your reflection in the mirror."

The mirror demon's face, identical to its own, wore a mocking smile.

"Then he should slap himself and eat his own blood..."

Ling Shuang's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Eat by yourself! Don't drag me into this!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Qing immediately frowned and glared at the girl.

"Uh……"

Ling Shuang felt a little embarrassed after being glared at, and said awkwardly, "I, I was just offering a guess. Didn't he say it was your reflection? Maybe..."

This is naturally just a speculative guess, since the mirror demon is clearly capable of acting on its own, rather than being a true reflection of a mirror.

But often, their investigators do indeed do this, looking for any possible angle, however slight, to find a way to address these strange and bizarre tales.

Most of the time, humans, even those who practice ghost stories, are often insignificant and powerless in the face of real ghost stories.

They can only do everything possible.

Unfortunately, Xia Qing wasn't an investigator, and it was impossible for her to actually ask him for anything.

"Come on, perfect timing, let's see how much skill you have over me."

Since a fight was inevitable, and to avoid Ling Shuang making even more bizarre suggestions, Xia Qing took the initiative to meet Jing Ying.

Perfect timing, the Overlord Halberd Technique needs a fierce battle to advance.

A battle with oneself.

There is probably no more suitable opponent in the world.

clang! ! !
The mirror demon said no more and used the same Overlord Halberd Technique as Xia Qing had used before. The halberd was like a black dragon, piercing straight through.

However, Xia Qing easily blocked it with his halberd.

"That's it?"

Xia Qing raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat taken aback.

This mirror demon was indeed completely different from those clones. It was not fragile and easily broken. The halberd it held was genuine and indistinguishable from the one Chen Nuonuo had made.

Even their strength and halberd techniques are impeccable, exactly the same.

but……

"how come?"

The mirror demon looked somewhat surprised, then, with a defiant expression, fiercely attacked again.

Every move was exquisite.

He used whatever Xia Qing used.

The two seem to have truly become mirror images.

The halberd moved with sweeping, powerful strokes, its back-and-forth exchanges showcasing the domineering and ferocious nature of the Overlord Halberd Technique to its fullest extent.

The onlookers were all stunned and amazed, feeling as if they had returned to an ancient battlefield, where two generals were fighting fiercely and exhilaratingly.

But Xia Qing quickly lost patience.

"My stuff! It's all turned out bad in your hands!"

No longer holding back, Xia Qing's face revealed a fierce aura, and his halberd also changed accordingly, fully displaying the killing intent derived from the iron-blooded battlefield.

A horizontal strike of the halberd, like a heavy hammer.

The Mirror Demon tried to block with his halberd, but he and his halberd seemed to encounter an irresistible force and flew straight away.

"Having moves but no power, yet daring to bark wildly."

boom!
Xia Qing pursued relentlessly, thrusting and slashing. Although the moves were identical to before, the domineering and ferocious nature of the Overlord Halberd Technique had increased several times over.

The dense shadows of halberds formed a curtain of rain.

Each move was like a heavy hammer, causing the mirror image to tremble violently even when it copied and imitated the moves, its body uncontrollably retreating backward.

boom!
For his final strike, Xia Qing didn't even bother with a stab, and casually tossed aside his halberd.

When Tai Chi Chuan is used, the power of the whole body gathers from the spine as a great dragon, and flows to the arms, fingers and palms, transforming hardness into softness and bursting forth inch by inch.

Familiar, like the rumbling of a muffled drum.

(End of this chapter)