A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Fu Lin said softly, "Playing tricks."

The figure flashed in front of Chen Yue in an instant, leaving two obvious footprints where it had just stood.

At this point, Chen Yue focused most of his attention on maintaining the illusory Fu Lin.

As long as he was there, Chen Yue had ample confidence. However, with his Spirit Mansion Realm cultivation, he was only able to maintain a replica of the Sun Wheel Realm.

The strain on him was immense, something Chen Yue could clearly sense.

The illusory Fu Lin standing to the side could only make three moves, and Chen Yue could not maintain his shape if he made more than three moves.

Therefore, Chen Yue could only try to make the illusory Fu Lin and Fu Lin both suffer heavy losses within three moves.

After all, the only thing that the illusory Fu Lin lost was source power, while the damage that Fu Lin suffered was real.

If the two sides can fight to the point of mutual destruction, it will be entirely beneficial to Chen Yue.

Fu Lin quickly stood in front of Chen Yue, his aura overwhelming Chen Yue, and his fists emitted a dazzling light.

Like two dazzling stars, they were held tightly in Fu Lin's hands.

In an instant, Chen Yue saw dozens of arms formed from source energy rising up behind Fu Lin, each arm clenched into a fist.

The scene was shocking, as if those fists would come crashing down at any moment.

Fu Lin's fist alone was enough to pierce Chen Yue's chest.

If he were to land a punch on Chen Yue now, it would probably kill him on the spot.

But Chen Yue's eyes were fixed on Fu Lin, and even in the face of this attack, he showed no intention of dodging.

He stood there, neither humble nor arrogant, seemingly determined to withstand all of Fu Lin's attacks.

Fu Lin couldn't understand why Chen Yue had such confidence and fearlessness.

He demanded sharply, "Why didn't you avoid it?"

Chen Yue immediately replied, "Because I'm not afraid."

Fu Lin asked in confusion, "Why aren't you afraid?"

Chen Yue stood tall and proud, saying with neither arrogance nor servility, "I'm not afraid!"

The moment Fu Lin threw out his fists, they were suddenly grabbed by a pair of large hands.

Chen Yue calmly took two steps back, and the illusory, enormous body of Fu Lin stepped forward to meet Fu Lin's gaze.

"you......"

Fu Lin stared blankly at the dark red figure before him, which was exactly the same as his own.

Looking into his dark, empty eyes, I sensed an aura of equal strength emanating from him.

The fact that the fake was able to catch that punch so easily means that the fake's strength is not much lower than his, or even no different from his.

The illusory Fu Lin only glanced at Fu Lin's attack, and it was as if some kind of memory had been awakened.

A large amount of source energy within Chen Yueyuan's sea of ​​energy was lost, and strands of dark red source energy floated behind the illusory Fu Lin.

They gradually coalesced into arms, and the hands clenched into fists, completely mimicking Fu Lin's current moves.

Moreover, the aura of source energy it emitted was in no way inferior to that of Fu Lin himself.

When Fu Lin first saw his replica, he thought it was just a fake that looked like him and that Chen Yue was just using his image to bully others.

After all, how could someone at the Spirit Mansion Realm replicate his cultivation level of the Sun Wheel Realm?

But the illusory Fu Lin before him was not only on par with him in terms of source energy aura and source energy techniques, but also in other aspects.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the two Fu Lins, curious about what kind of sparks would fly between them.

The hundreds of arms suspended in the air aroused great curiosity among people.

Chen Yue stood quietly to the side, not intending to make any further moves.

He could only focus his attention on the illusory Fulin now; any other thoughts would affect the illusory Fulin.

The illusory Fulin launched the first attack, his arms falling rapidly from behind like a meteor shower, his fists raining down like raindrops.

It even left a dark red afterimage in the air, making it impossible to see the speed of the falling punch.

"I refuse to believe that a fake like you can compare to the real thing."

Fu Lin's movements were exactly the same as the illusory Fu Lin's, and the fist behind him left a blue afterimage, creating a stark contrast between the two forces.

Each punch generated aftershocks upon impact, and after a few moves, Fu Lin fully realized the seriousness of the problem.

He began to take the battle with the illusory Fulin seriously, and was surprised to find that all of Fulin's actions and thoughts were exactly the same as his own.

Their intense competitiveness destined them to have an eventful ending.

The shockwaves generated by the battle affected the other four people on the battlefield.

Everyone silently stopped what they were doing and watched the battle between Fu Lin and the illusory Fu Lin.

In fact, everyone knew that the opponent's strength was at the ninth level of the Spirit Mansion realm, and continuing the fight would only result in mutual destruction.

When two teams are evenly matched, it is extremely difficult to determine a winner.

Whether this battle can be won or not depends mainly on who wins between Fu Lin and Chen Yue; the loser will determine the outcome of the battle.

Su Mingyi exclaimed in surprise, "Just how many tricks does this Brother Chen Yue have up his sleeve? He actually managed to replicate a Sun Wheel Realm cultivator!"

Su Mingxiang felt that Chen Yue in front of him was extremely unfamiliar, and the strength he displayed was completely unexpected.

With his cultivation at the seventh level of the Spirit Mansion Realm, he was able to fight on par with someone at the Sun Wheel Realm, and even had a slight advantage. Now, he's just watching the show from the sidelines.

Let the counterfeiter challenge Fu Lin, while I reap the benefits.

Fu Lin and the illusory Fu Lin fought from the ground to the sky, their fierce, hand-to-hand combat drawing cheers from some. Arms formed from source energy launched a frenzied attack.

The sky seemed to have changed color, with deep blue and dark red equally prominent.

In just a short while, Fu Lin suffered several new injuries.

The pain he felt didn't affect him at all; instead, it greatly fueled his desire for victory.

The speed of his punches did not decrease but increased; who could have imagined that such a massive body could possess such incredible speed?

No matter what damage Xu Huan Fu Lin suffered, Chen Yue immediately repaired it with his source power.

There is no physical exertion for him, and the pain will not affect him at all.

The only thing that could affect him was whether Chen Yue's source energy could be supplied in time; even a brief interruption would cause a problem.

Then the power of the illusory Fu Lin will rapidly decline, and there will be a moment when it is no match for Fu Lin.

Therefore, Chen Yue had no choice but to do everything he could to ensure the supply of source energy, so that the illusory Fu Lin could not be defeated by Fu Lin.

The battle between the two was extremely taxing on their source energy, even for Fu Lin himself, who was at the Sun Wheel Realm level.

Each punch was accompanied by a wisp of source energy dissipating, and the dozens of arms that had been condensed earlier gradually decreased as the battle progressed.

The two focused their fight on brutal, hand-to-hand combat.

Fu Lin wanted to deal with the counterfeit goods as soon as possible, while the illusory Fu Lin was only interested in severely injuring Fu Lin.

However, the two are not far apart in strength, and can only fight each other on equal terms, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

"How can a counterfeit product be so powerful..."