"Ruins No. 4, cinema."
"As you can see, this is a movie theater, and we welcome a few people to participate as special guests."
"You need to kill a copy that is stronger than you in the theater."
"Perhaps in life and death, your combat experience will make a breakthrough."
"The conditions for passing the level: kill your opponent."
"This is the ruin No. 4 that Jia Ye mentioned."
Tutu Rabbit stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking at the empty cinema entrance in front of the strong wind: "On a combat map, you can't use props, skills, titles, etc. to kill a copy that is stronger than yourself. It sounds like It’s a bit difficult.”
"A large part of the injuries on Jiaye and the others must have been left here."
"I'll go in first."
Chen Yi walked into the theater with a calm expression and a cane in one hand. Following the signs on the ground, he quickly walked to the auditorium.
The originally dark theater suddenly turned on when he walked in, and the darkness was instantly dispelled!
And in the center of the theater, stood a man who looked exactly like him.
The clothes, body shape, and face shape are exactly the same.
The other party was holding a Tang Dao in his hand, and the cane in his hand was exchanged for a Tang Dao at some unknown time.
Chen Yi stood there and stared at the man in front of him who looked exactly like him. He did not take the initiative to attack, but narrowed his eyes slightly with a hint of curiosity, which was a perfect replica.
Stronger than him?
Sounds interesting.
Stronger is how strong it is.
He did not stop any longer but held the Tang Dao and slowly approached the man not far away, who also walked towards him.
"Qiang!"
First chop.
Chen Yi instantly felt where this stronger person was, a little faster than him and a little stronger than him.
"Qiang!"
Second chop.
Chen Yi looked at the man in front of him who was wielding a knife to resist, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.
It seems that he just copied his offensive methods and physical fitness.
As a clone, he actually wields a knife to resist. Is this because he is afraid of death?
Seeing the man opposite him slashing at him with a knife for the third time, Chen Yi did not resist this time. Instead, he raised his hand and slashed at the man's neck with the knife almost at the same time!
Both sides swung their swords at the other's neck at the same time!
It’s as if they’ve perished together!
Just when Chen Yi's Tang Dao was about to strike the clone's neck, the clone suddenly stopped and quickly retreated to avoid the fatal blow.
But it was too late after all.
Although it avoids the important point.
But it left a somewhat hideous wound on the chest, and the skin and flesh were turned out along the clothes.
Due to the sudden retreat, the clone's knife did not hit Chen Yi's neck. They did not die together, nor were both injured. It only left a terrifying wound on his chest.
"Fear and pain are important protective mechanisms of the human body."
Chen Yi calmly held the Tang Dao in his arms and slowly walked towards the injured copy in front of him: "Without fear, it means that you have no way to better protect yourself."
"But it can attack the enemy better."
"In the moment of life and death, whoever holds the knife tighter will win."
"As a clone, you are actually more afraid of death than me."
"If you don't die, who will?"
The words fell.
Chen Yi didn't stop any longer. Holding the Tang Dao in both hands, he jumped up on the spot and slashed with the knife like a mountain crushing him!
"Qiang!"
The Tang knife struck straight into the head of the clone in front of him, sinking into the skull and getting stuck in the skull.
Chen Yi casually let go of the handle of the knife in his hand, turned around and walked towards the light door behind him. The cane appeared in his hand again at some point, and the copy of the Tang Dao stuck on its head, when Chen Yi turned around, The body slowly fell to the ground.
Make a banging sound.
The physical quality of the clone was slightly stronger than that of Chen Yi, but it did not leave any injuries on Chen Yi.
On melee combat experience.
Chen Yi doesn't have many skills to speak of, but killing people doesn't actually require many skills.
Fighting skills are prepared for fighting.
To kill someone, you only need to know a few fatal parts.
When deciding victory or defeat in a life-and-death situation, psychological quality plays a large role.
"it's over?"
Tutu looked at Chen Yi who had just walked out of the cinema and rubbed his hands together eagerly: "Brother Yi, you cleared the level in one minute and forty-five seconds. Let me see if I can surpass you."
"Jian Wuya, you go first, and I'll see how long it takes you."
"come on."
Chen Yi nodded, not saying that he spent more than a minute on the road.
The actual clearance time is probably less than thirty seconds.
With four sword strikes, the battle was over.
"good."
After Jian Wuya took a deep breath, he strode into the movie theater in front of him with a slightly serious look on his face, with an aura that looked upon death as if the wind was blowing away.
Cinema, under the spotlight.
Jian Wuya, who was holding the Tang Dao in his hand, looked at the duplicate opposite him. After looking at each other for a moment, he took a deep breath again, held his breath and shot away with a fierce look in his eyes!
The copy on the opposite side also held the Tang Dao and shot towards Jian Wuya at a faster speed.
The two of them raised the Tang Dao in their hands and slashed at each other, and they were about to hit each other in hand-to-hand combat!
Jian Wuya suddenly said in a hurried voice: "Your wife died because you had no money and your wife died of illness."
"You loser, why are you still here? Why don't you commit suicide?"
The words fell.
Jian Wuya, who was originally shooting towards Jian Wuya, suddenly flashed with grief and anger in his eyes, and his speed suddenly slowed down. The murderous intent in his originally fierce eyes also dimmed a lot.
It really works.
Jian Wuya was overjoyed, and without any hesitation, he would kill you while you were sick!
Wave the Tang Dao in your hand, aim at the clone in front of you, and kill it with all your strength!
"Stab it!"
Kill with one knife!
Looking at the replica lying in a pool of blood, Jian Wuya looked at the face that was exactly the same as his own, and couldn't help but feel a little creepy. He shuddered before turning around and walking towards the light door behind him.
When he saw the contents of Ruin No. 4, he thought that since it was a copy of himself, he should have his own inner demons, right?
The replica may not have your own memories.
But the clone will definitely have his own inner demons.
Because Ruin No. 3 extracted his inner demons, if the databases of Ruins No. 3 and Ruin No. 4 are the same, then when he copies his body, the data of his inner demons will definitely be left in the database of the clone.
The result was just as expected.
"snort."
Jian Wuya snorted with some satisfaction before putting his hands behind his head and walking out of the cinema.
A weakling who hasn't even killed his own inner demons dares to compete with him on the same stage!
But just when he was about to walk out of the cinema, Jian Wuya suddenly lowered his head and looked at the time on his personal panel. After thinking for a while, he still did not walk out immediately, but stayed in the cinema for a few more minutes.
"sure."
Tutu looked at Jian Wuya who came out very quickly, and said with some surprise: "It came out in three minutes and forty seconds, not much slower than Brother Yi. You're a pretty good boy."
"A lucky fluke."
Jian Wuya scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "The clone is very strong. I fought with it for a long time before I was lucky enough to kill it. Brother Yi can come out so quickly, so his strength is far better than mine."
"That's true."
The tuberculosis rabbit nodded, and then strode towards the cinema with great interest and confidence: "Look at me, I will come out within three minutes!"
Cinema, under the spotlight.
Tuberculosis Rabbit, who was full of confidence and carrying a Tang knife, remained expressionless and silent as soon as he entered the theater. Then he turned around and fled without saying a word. However, when he just stepped into the theater, the escape route behind him opened. Disappeared.
Only after killing the clone will the light door leaving the theater appear.
Seeing that Tutu Rabbit couldn't leave, he ran wildly along the edge of the theater into the distance, and shouted with a ferocious and crazy look: "Let me go out, you have a fucking bug, do you know it?" ?”
"ah?"
"Do you want to see what the hell you're showing in the theater?"
"What about the passionate one-on-one fight we promised?"
"Did you press v more than 100 times when you were having Alzheimer's disease when you were fucking c+v?"
In the cinema, under the spotlight, a hundred clones of tuberculosis rabbits were looking at the tuberculosis rabbits who were running and shouting along the edge of the cinema with cold expressions and holding Tang knives. Then without any hesitation, they all surrounded them. Go up!
It's .1v100!
"I'll fuck your mother!!!"
Seeing that his front was blocked, his retreat was retreated, and his right side was double-teamed, Tutu Rabbit went completely crazy. With red eyes and full of murderous intent, he took the Tang Dao and rushed straight towards the clone at the front!
The clone at the front also slashed over with a cold expression.
when about to touch.
The tuberculosis rabbit held the long-taken shirt in his hand and waved it out, wrapping around the Tang Dao that was about to hit him. Taking advantage of this gap, the tuberculosis rabbit stabbed the Tang Dao in his hand straight into the flesh of the clone in front of him. Chest!
Kill with one blow!
"one!"
The following people were almost as close as the front feet to the back feet. The tuberculosis rabbit didn't even have time to stop and pull out the Tang Dao from the corpse. He could only abandon the knife and run away. He used his shirt to roll up the Tang Dao he had just entangled with and continued to attack. Running forward.
While running back and forth on the seats at the back of the auditorium, the tuberculosis rabbit could not forget to sarcastically look angry.
"Do you know how to play, huh?"
"One hundred people beat me, and I kill one of them in return!"
"Go home and eat shit!"
However, the physical quality of the clones is slightly stronger than that of the players, not to mention there are 100 of them here.
The theater is not big enough and there are not many places to escape.
They were about to be surrounded.
The tuberculosis rabbit's eyes were red and he quickly scanned around and found a breakthrough. There were only two copies in the upper right corner.
Must rush forward!
His only chance of survival is to fight guerrillas. Once he is surrounded, he will not be able to die even if he has nine lives.
"Stab it!"
Tutu Rabbit wrapped his shirt around the Tang Dao that was coming from the left, bent down and chopped off the Tang Dao that was coming from the right. The moment he bent down, he slashed away with the sword and killed another one.
Having successfully broken through this breach, there was no risk of being trapped in the middle for the time being.
It's just that his shirt didn't catch the Tang Dao that struck him this time. The Tang Dao left an almost bone-piercing wound in the palm of his left hand.
Tutu Rabbit tried to move his left hand. The injury looked a bit scary, but at least the skin injury did not damage the bones. Apart from a little pain and blood loss, there were no other problems.
Staring at his left hand, which was covered in blood.
The tuberculosis rabbit suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"This injury."
"Why does it feel so familiar?"
ps: My stomach is feeling better, so I didn’t postpone the update today and updated it on time.
It's the end of the month, and the monthly tickets in your hands are about to expire. Why don't you tear them up and vote for me...
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