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Control shadows! Switching between virtual and real! Mysterious and unpredictable!

Of course, in the eyes of the audience, Fang Qingyu is also an Apostle.

So, this is a duel between two top Apostle Heavenly Kings.

"Thunder God! Tear him apart!"

"Shadow! Show him the terror of shadows!"

The noise from the audience reached an unprecedented peak!

And in a certain area of the audience.

Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, and others were also nervously watching the arena.

"Lin Yu, how do you fight against an Apostle with this kind of shadow ability? Does Qingzi have any assurance?" Chu Kuanglan couldn’t help but ask, his eyes full of worry.

Although confident in Fang Qingyu’s strength, Shadow’s abilities are too unpredictable.

If he suffers a setback or a severe injury, it would greatly affect the subsequent matches.

Lin Yu’s expression was grave, her eyebrows tightly knitted, carefully recalling information about Shadow and the characteristics of shadow abilities. She said slowly, "The greatest reliance of a Shadow Apostle is the switching between virtual and real and decoy deception."

"Their true body can switch freely among numerous shadow clones, making them extremely difficult to pin down."

"To attack the real entity, one must seize that extremely brief gap when he switches between the real body and the shadows, which is the hardest part!"

She paused, her tone uncertain, "Although Qingzi’s Shenxiao Thunder is violent, against such a slippery enemy, if he cannot accurately hit the true body, no matter how powerful it is, it could be consumed and evaded by the opponent’s clones... and if the opponent gets close, the assassination ability of a Shadow Apostle is terrifying... it depends on whether Qingzi can catch that gap. If he can, with the relatively weak frontal combat capability of a Shadow Apostle, it would be hard to withstand the direct bombardment of Shenxiao."

Old Chu and the others listened, although they had confidence in Fang Qingyu.

Their hearts were in their throats.

...

On the arena.

The referee’s voice finally sounded: "Let the match begin!"

At the moment the word "begin" fell.

Shadow moved.

He rapidly formed a bizarre hand seal in front of him.

Buzz!

The space behind him rippled and distorted violently.

The next moment!

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Twenty figures identical to Shadow himself, with the same aura, seemed to split out from the void, appearing instantly on the arena.

Twenty "Shadows"!

They moved in unison, as if controlled by the same Will, transforming into twenty blurred afterimages, shooting towards Fang Qingyu at the center of the arena from different angles with dazzling Speed!

Shadow Clone!

Shadow’s signature ability.

The true body hides among them, hard to discern, impossible to defend against.

"Here it comes!"

"Twenty of them! My God!"

"Thunder God is in danger! How to distinguish?!"

The audience exploded with exclamations!

Facing these twenty mysterious figures attacking from all directions.

Fang Qingyu stood still, not moving an inch.

The golden Shenxiao Thunder surged out from his body in an instant, wrapping around him, cracking with loud pops.

He seemed to transform into a deity bathed in golden thunderlight.

However, beneath the Thunder Pattern Mask, a peculiar expression flashed in the molten golden pupils of Fang Qingyu.

In his vision...

Those twenty attacking "Shadows," their movements swift, their auras mysterious, almost indistinguishable from each other.

But...

Above one of the figures, two clear red characters were hovering.

[Apostle]!

While above the heads of the other nineteen figures, there was nothing.

’A Shadow Ability User... playing clones in front of me?’

The corner of Fang Qingyu’s mouth beneath the mask arched slightly with an imperceptible curve.

This was practically... a prepared target.

He didn’t even need to identify the opponent’s true body switching patterns.

He only needed to lock onto the figure with the [Apostle] title.

The twenty figures were extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, they were only a few meters away from Fang Qingyu.

The fierce wind, mixed with cold shadow energy, rushed toward him.

At this moment.

Fang Qingyu moved.

He ignored the dozen or so figures attacking from in front and the sides.

His body twisted in an extremely smooth motion.

The molten golden eyes locked onto an unremarkable "Shadow" at the back and on the side!

On his right fist, Shenxiao Thunder suddenly condensed, bursting out with dazzling golden light.

Thunder First Form.

Dragon’s Roar Shocks the Heavens!

"Roar——!!!"

A mighty dragon’s roar, seemingly descending from the nine heavens, combined with a heart-shaking thundering sound, boomed dramatically!

Fang Qingyu punched.

The fist shot forth with raging Shenxiao Power, instantly condensing into a lifelike, over ten-meter-long formidable Thunder Dragon entirely composed of golden thunder.

The Thunder Dragon roared, carrying the mighty Heavenly Might of judgment, tearing through the air, charging fiercely towards the locked-on "Shadow" at a speed faster than lightning!

The target was precisely targeted to a shocking degree.

"What?!"

The pupil behind the mask of the locked-on "Shadow" contracted to the size of a needlepoint.

For the first time, his eyes were filled with incredible shock.

How was it possible?!

He was clearly mixed in among the twenty clones, the aura completely identical, actions flawless.

How did he manage to pinpoint his true body so precisely on the first look?

Could it be luck?!

This thought barely arose, and Shadow didn’t have time to think further; his combat instinct exploded instantly.

Shadow·Instant!

The switching between his true body and the shadow completed within a thousandth of a second.

In Fang Qingyu’s vision, the figure with the [Apostle] title suddenly blurred.

The title disappeared.

And in front of Fang Qingyu, less than two meters away, the [Apostle] title lit up atop another "Shadow’s" head.