Adventure: My Skills Evolve Infinitely

Lin Mo’s eyes lit up as he looked at the Crimson Flame Tiger before him.

The Demon in this room was clearly a cut above those in the other Silver Level rooms. Since the Demon was stronger, the corresponding reward would surely be better as well.

’If I hadn’t been able to scout ahead with my Clone, I might not have chosen this path. I would have missed out on this jackpot.’

This Crimson Flame Tiger, with its Threat Level of roughly Three, was also the perfect opponent to test the strength of Lin Mo’s Clone.

The Crimson Flame Tiger in the secret chamber immediately grew wary when it saw the intruder open the door. However, compared to the other Demons he had encountered, this Crimson Flame Tiger was clearly more intelligent. It didn’t rush to attack, instead pacing and observing as it let out a low, warning growl.

Lin Mo’s Clone gave a slight smile and beckoned to the tiger.

The blatant Taunt instantly enraged the Crimson Flame Tiger. With a furious roar, it stopped hesitating and pounced toward Lin Mo.

An expert reveals their skill with their first move. Sure enough, this Crimson Flame Tiger was far stronger than the previous Demons.

To the real Lin Mo, a Demon of this level was no threat at all. But his Clone was far weaker than his main body and couldn’t use Skills, so he couldn’t afford to be careless.

He had the Clone retreat quickly, barely dodging the blow. It then immediately thrust its Sword forward, aiming straight for the Crimson Flame Tiger’s face.

The Crimson Flame Tiger was no fool, of course. Its attack hadn’t been at full strength; it was a probing feint, leaving it with plenty of energy to defend or retreat.

Thus, the moment the Clone’s Sword lanced out, the tiger hastily leaped back, dodging the counterattack.

’Not bad...’

Lin Mo hadn’t experienced such an evenly matched fight in a long time. It wasn’t that he’d never faced opponents of similar strength before, but back then, to play it safe, he usually had Shefilya step in to end the battle quickly.

That was, in fact, the correct choice. Lin Mo wouldn’t endanger himself for a moment’s thrill. Wasn’t it better to claim a reward without any risk than to face all sorts of life-or-death crises and have your life hang by a thread?

But things were different now. This was, after all, just a Clone. It didn’t matter if it was injured or even destroyed; any mistake was inconsequential. At worst, he would just consume some Qi and Blood. This was a perfect chance to enjoy the thrill of battle and also to hone his Technique.

Although he had sparred with Shefilya many times, fighting a human and fighting a Demon were two different things. Humans possessed combat techniques, and their methods of attack were vastly different from those of Demons.

’Alright, let’s continue!’

This time, Lin Mo’s Clone took the initiative, swinging its Sword toward the Crimson Flame Tiger’s face. Its aggressive, fearless assault actually made the tiger timid and hesitant.

In response, the Crimson Flame Tiger opened its great maw and spat a ball of Flame that shot toward Lin Mo’s Clone.

Lin Mo had fought Crimson Flame Tigers before, so he naturally knew they had such an ability. He was already prepared. The instant the Flame began to gather, he had already dodged to the side. There was no danger; he moved with complete ease.

The sharp attacks, the perfectly timed dodges, and the movements that seemed to anticipate its every Technique—all these factors combined to put the Crimson Flame Tiger under immense pressure.

Lin Mo’s Clone attacked again, its momentum growing more ferocious with each strike. Brandishing the Black Sword, it thrust toward the Crimson Flame Tiger’s eyes.

The Crimson Flame Tiger hastily raised a paw to block. A sharp CLANG rang out as the edge of the Sword met its claws.

This was their first direct confrontation. A massive force slammed into the blade, sending a jolt through the Clone’s hand and making its palm go slightly numb.

’As expected of a Crimson Flame Tiger.’ If this were an ordinary Level Three Demon, Lin Mo was confident his Clone would be on equal footing, if not at an advantage. After all, its current Strength was comparable to that of a typical Level Three Warrior.

But this Crimson Flame Tiger’s Strength was clearly far greater than that of a typical Level Three Warrior. It was similar to the Attribute Amplification humans gained from their Profession; Demons had a similar concept. Their Attribute Amplification was often tied to their bloodline—the stronger the bloodline, the higher the Attributes. For a Demon with a powerful bloodline like the Crimson Flame Tiger, its Strength could reach 40 Points or even higher, even at Level 3.

The advantage from that clash allowed the once-panicked Crimson Flame Tiger to regain its confidence. A surprisingly human-like sneer appeared in its eyes as it let out two low growls, as if to say, ’Is that all you’ve got?’

Sure enough, High Level Demons possessed considerable intelligence. Especially a Demon with a powerful bloodline like the Crimson Flame Tiger—its ability to reason was barely different from some humans.

Feeling confident again, the Crimson Flame Tiger took the initiative and attacked, swiping at Lin Mo’s Clone with its thick paws.

The eyes of Lin Mo’s Clone narrowed slightly as he carefully observed the Crimson Flame Tiger’s every subtle movement. He swung the Black Sword, seemingly preparing for another head-on clash.

However, just as the Black Sword was about to collide with the tiger’s paw, the Clone suddenly twisted the blade. At the same time, he lowered his body into a charging stance. He dodged the paw by a hair’s breadth, and at the same moment, thrust the Black Sword in his hand from a devilishly clever angle straight into the Crimson Flame Tiger’s wide-open mouth.