How strong was Mute Monk?
It was hard to answer this question because he didn't use magic. There was another problem: the gods never bothered Mute Monk. Similarly, the void giants didn't want to mess with him either. It could be said that Mute Monk's strength wasn't the best, but he had a magical ability that made people afraid.
More importantly … he had never lost.
The first Saint battle, excluding the miraculous shadow that could kill thousands of soldiers with one punch, the original body alone against Mute Monk's phantom.
On the surface, he lost again and again.
In fact, this had frightened many powerful forces.
In everyone's mind, there were about five categories of strong and weak: the normal sage, the official teacher of the Super Magic Academy, the dean of the Super Magic Academy, the dean of the Super Magic Academy, the dean of the Super Magic Academy, the dean of the Super Magic Academy, and the eight emperors of the gods. It was worth mentioning that this didn't equal to the five levels of saints, saint master, saint master, saint, and realm master. Because having 100 rings didn't equal to saint master, it could also be a fake saint master. The official teacher of the Super Magic Academy had at least a 'tenfold' domain, this was the key factor.
Therefore, it wasn't counted as a ring level.
Everyone counted Tang Shidao as' above the teacher and below the dean '. Mute Monk's level was probably the same as the Super Magic Academy's … this was just an outsider's guess.
In comparison, the two were two levels apart.
In other words … Tang Shidao was fighting with the Super Magic Academy's phantom.
Therefore.
Everyone guessed the battle situation: one punch to revive, two punches to break the formation, and three punches to admit defeat. The first Saint had to win, and it wouldn't be long.
Now?
The result was that Mute Monk's phantom punched twice, and Tang Shidao didn't even lose a hair. What was more terrifying was that the phantom attacked twice, and it was in danger. When the black and white world filled the air, the phantom's whole body was like boiling water, constantly emitting smoke. It could be seen that the surface of its body was being eroded bit by bit, and it was slowly dissipating.
"Well, not bad." Mute Monk didn't say anything, but Old Ping sighed.
However, it was just a sigh, and Old Ping didn't think the phantom would lose.
In the arena.
The phantom flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Tang Shidao again. Tang Shidao moved to dodge the fierce punch, but it was as if another phantom had suddenly appeared and chased after him from the side with another punch. Tang Shidao dodged again, the number of shadows increased again, and the Angry Punch struck again … With just one dodging action, Tang Shidao only moved half a step, but ten shadows appeared around him.
In the end, there was no way to dodge, and all the fists hit at the same time.
Tang Shidao bounced back, his black and white body shattered.
The phantom once again assumed a stance.
They were ready for battle.
Tang Shidao's damaged body was slowly recovering in the gray fog, but the expression on his face showed that he was thinking. The recovery time was not short, but the phantom did not attack. It was obvious that it was not a summoned creature, nor was it an assistant. It was a shadow controlled by Mute Monk's will.
"You need something to block my fist," Tang Shidao said calmly and got into a fighting stance again.
Phantom Assault.
Fists flashed wildly.
Not long after, Tang Shidao was blasted back several times, and each time, his body was repaired by the gray mist. The phantom also kept waiting, and did not attack first to win.
The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time …
Finally.
On the seventh time, the phantom's fist did not manage to knock Tang Shidao back. Instead, it landed on a transparent mirror.
Colorless Mirror.
Under Mute Monk's strong punches, Tang Shidao broke through the limit and created a new defensive spell. In addition to defense, it could also reflect energy, and could even be used as a cutting weapon. Of course, these effects were meaningless in front of Mute Monk. The phantom's fist struck again, and Tang Shidao opened two Colorless Mirrors, one on the left and one on the right.
What was surprising was.
The phantom's fist hit the Colorless Mirror, but it only caused a little damage. Ninety-nine percent of the power passed through the Colorless Mirror like a ray of light and shattered Tang Shidao's arm. The unexpected situation in the black and white world shocked all the spectators.
Fierce Punch.
Anti-mirror.
Penetrating Punch.
Both the attacker and the defender were monsters, and a few attacks and defenses were skills that others could not achieve even after decades of hard work.
"This is Broken Shadow Strike, a derivative of Broken Star Star." Old Ping was still reminding.
Tang Shidao nodded, and only looked at the gray fog recovering his arm.
Feeling.
Now the speed of his "recovery" was too slow.
After a while.
Once again, the phantom clenched its fist, ready to throw out its powerful and indefensible fist. Tang Shidao's hands danced, and ten Colorless Mirrors floated around him, one in each hand. Everyone was dizzy, thinking, "Isn't this a skill that you just learned? How can you be so proficient in it?"
Before they could be surprised.
Another change occurred.
The phantom accumulated power for a long time, but it did not move forward, as if it was just a strike.
On the opposite side, Tang Shidao did not have time to defend and was hit, and was blown thousands of meters away by this punch.
His chest was penetrated.
His body was broken everywhere.
"Brother Tang, this is the skill of Broken Star Star, called Wandering Light Star Strike. In fact, you were really hit, but the phantom returned to its original place after the punch. You need to rest, "Old Ping reminded, as if hinting that he had no chance of winning.
"Thank you." Tang Shidao still slowly recovered.
While waiting, he pondered.
"Your healing skill is too slow, isn't it? Mute Monk has been waiting for you. "Old Ping spoke again.
"This is not a healing skill, I am not injured yet … Well, this is not the complete me. Let's put it this way, I am like a person who is on fire. The phantom extinguished some of the flames on my body, but did not hurt me. Now I am waiting for the flames to come back. If it can extinguish all the flames on my body, this battle will be over. "Tang Shidao also explained.
Old Ping and Mute Monk were slightly surprised, but the people who were listening were dumbfounded.
They did not quite understand.
But they noticed an important sentence: I am not injured yet!
"Come again." This was not a drill. Neither Tang Shidao nor Mute Monk would show mercy. If they did not fight, then they would not fight. But if they did, then they must be serious. Tang Shidao gestured. His silhouette glided like the waves of the Ink River and arrived in front of the phantom in a flash. He did not use his fist, but only his palm. Between his palm, a hundred Colorless Mirrors flew like a wheel of knives.
The phantom did not move, and with a light shout, the Colorless Mirrors scattered.
"Void Zen Guard, derived from Void Zen Shock." Old Ping did not care whether Tang Shidao heard it or not. He just reminded him, specifically to tear down Mute Monk's stage.
Tang Shidao was knocked back for a moment.
The phantom's fist was like a spear, and in a flash, Tang Shidao was blasted into black pieces.
With only one move, the result was …
"This is Chen Xing Po's Thunder Fury. You lost … Eh …" Old Ping reminded, but before he could finish, Tang Shidao recovered in an instant. It was not the slow recovery of the gray fog, but the sudden recovery like the Restoration Spell. At this time, Old Ping also frowned and asked, "Little brother Tang, is this another new skill besides that mirror?"
"Yes, it's related to resurrection." Tang Shidao did not say that this skill was called "Colorless Reincarnation."
Although he guessed that no powerful person would know about the "Colorless" skill.
But he still did not want to mention the two words "Colorless".
"Are you going to waste time?" Old Ping was still frowning. He wanted Tang Shidao to level up, but he also knew that Mute Monk was far from trying his best. He just wanted to "train" with him. If Tang Shidao used this to delay, people would look down on him. For some people, it did not matter whether they won or lost, but shamelessly stalling for time was disdainful.
"This shadow is very strong. It will be difficult to win in a short time. But, I should be able to take advantage of the next move. "
"Oh …" Old Ping did not say anything.
At this time.
The phantom had already rushed to him, with his right fist, and his left fist ready for battle.
Tang Shidao did not use the Colorless Mirror and only used his palm to block. Unexpectedly, he was knocked back by the punch and instantly flew back ten meters.
The phantom was about to chase after him.
Suddenly.
Tang Shidao, who was ten meters away, came back in a flash and punched the phantom who did not react in time. His strength exploded, and the phantom's body was smashed into pieces by the punch. At this time, as long as one was not a fool, they would know that this move was an imitation of the "Wandering Light Star Strike" skill. Although the imitation was not perfect, but … this was the first time the first Saint had seen it, right? This was the first time he was hit?
How long had it been, and he could imitate other people's moves?
The phantom was smashed.
The flowing light was spinning rapidly.
Like a light rope reweaving, the phantom's fragments were rewoven in a blink of an eye.
"This is Yu Tian Xi's Light Weaving Technique." Old Ping explained in a calm voice. Then he asked again, "Little brother Tang, are you imitating Mute Monk's skill?"
"Yes." Now it was Tang Shidao's turn to wait, waiting for the phantom to fully recover.
"You can learn it after seeing it once?"
"Not really, just imitating. If you want to learn it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of practice. "Tang Shidao did not talk nonsense and said seriously.
"I don't believe anyone has this kind of talent. Mute Monk is using a skill, not a spell. Åling and Mr. Scarecrow can't do it. "Old Ping said in a deep voice.
"Yes, I can't do it either." Tang Shidao felt that it was possible to improve Omniscient Eyes from 50% to 100%.
"Then why …"
"Because of the effect of the King's Domain, the effect of this black and white world." Tang Shidao did not hide it and said, "To be frank, in this black and white world, everything is simple and pure. Therefore, it is easier for me to read the phantom's attack skills. At the same time, it is easier for me to imitate. Simplicity increases my success rate. "
"This is like a super alchemy table?"
"Yes. The better the alchemy table, the easier it is for alchemists to make potions. This black and white world also makes it easier for me to understand the battle. It is a martial artist's alchemy table. "
Old Ping turned to Mute Monk, who gently shook his head. Old Ping smiled, "Mute Monk, you don't seem to understand this kind of benefit?"
Tang Shidao smiled, "It is mine. Of course, I can benefit from it."
Old Ping smiled and did not say anything else.
At this time.
Mute Monk waved his hand and released the second phantom.
The big shots who were watching were shocked … Mute Monk actually thought that a phantom could not defeat Tang Shidao? Including the scarecrow and its shadow friend, the Astral Queen and the four Army Commanders, everyone was shocked by this move.
Continue to watch.
Two shadows against one person, Tang Shidao could only be suppressed.
However.
Five minutes later, he was tied.
Even.
He imitated 'Breaking Shadow Strike, Wandering Light Star Strike, Rushing Thunder Furious Blast, Flowing Fire Speed, Air Chime Zen Shock, Healing Light Weave' and other skills to the maximum. Mute Monk was also a freak. He also used the Empty Wood Withered Zen derived from the Empty Zen Guard and the dazzling dim light derived from the Divine Light Dazzle. As if ignoring the black and white world, Mute Monk did not hide his skills at all in the battle.
Ten minutes later, the two shadows were broken, defeated by Tang Shidao's Flowing Fire Speed Chaotic Punch.
Mute Monk once again summoned three phantoms.
Forty minutes later, Tang Shidao once again used all his strength to break them. This time, Mute Monk did not summon any more phantoms. He felt that Tang Shidao had reached a certain limit and needed some time to stabilize his foundation before he could go further. Mute Monk was puzzled. Tang Shidao clearly said that the shadow was him. Why did he not use the shadow's power? If it was the shadow's fist, he reckoned that he would have a good experience.
"Looks like Mute Monk will not be able to defeat you personally. Forget it, let's leave it at that. If you change your mind and summon it, feel free to look for us. We are in the Kingdom of God. "Old Bottle pointed at the Previous Life Shadow, indicating that it might be the opponent.
"No, Old Bottle, Mute Monk. I will just record it down. I have some things to do in the near future. I will find you for tea when I am free. "
Old Bottle and Mute Monk did not say much.
They nodded.
They turned and disappeared.
The battle ended strangely. Tang Shidao also prepared to enter the teleportation point of the Kingdom of God.
At this time.
Not far from the opposite side, two familiar figures blocked his path.
Zi Xin.
Hei Zhou.
The head of the technical team and the head of the warrior team of the Eastern Machinery Hunting Group in the Mountain Sea Realm.
After losing the Mountain Sea Realm, their countless years of hard work had gone down the drain. Unlike Qing Ren and Hong Tong, they were old people who had lived in the Mountain Sea Realm for a long time. They had not even left the outside world for tens of thousands of years. Seeing Tang Shidao, the enemy who had cut off their livelihood, it would be strange if they let him go.
"You have surpassed 1,000 rings, right?" Zi Xin did not seem to be as calm as usual.
Tang Shidao did not answer.
"Hei Zhou and I do not have 1,000 rings. We only have 900 rings. However, equipment is king in the Void. As long as you have a powerful divine artifact, it does not matter if your personal strength is low. Most importantly, this is not that place. You no longer have the possibility of being invincible. "Zi Xin's body flashed, and several divine artifacts were activated at the same time.
Strangely, Hei Zhou did not move.
Tang Shidao did not move, but the two figures beside him moved forward.
At this moment.
Zi Xin smiled … It was still the smile of an old fox. The lack of calm just now seemed to be a pretense.
At the same time.
A shadow appeared behind Tang Shidao … It did not give off any magical energy, nor did it give off any energy fluctuations. It could even be said that it did not even exist. It was as if it was an inner cloth of armor that would not be noticed by anyone.
Hei Zhou.
The origin of his name. It was an armor that absolutely would not be noticed.
He was not a nobody.
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