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On the other side, Li Lang's demeanor was similar to Muran's; his usual boldness was replaced by an unparalleled calmness, like a still pool of water, devoid of any ripples.
Ye Mingshang had experienced this state before!
It was an extremely suitable condition for combat, allowing one to adjust their energy and spirit to the optimal level, meeting the standards of Grandmaster Level martial arts skills.
Clearly, the Li Lang who once relied solely on brute strength had undergone years of training, and his fighting skills had reached an exceptionally high realm.
"It has begun."
Seeing Li Lang's state, Ye Mingshang silently thought to himself and instantly became serious. Almost without any visible movement, his figure vanished like Muran.
Li Lang's eyes couldn't keep up with his movements; no, rather than saying he couldn't keep up, it was more accurate to say he wasn't even looking.
Though his eyes were open, they remained completely still, as if he didn't regard anything around him, like a blind person.
However, despite not looking, his strikes were precise and accurate.
In the next moment, he turned half of his body and delivered an elbow strike with his right hand.
Bang!
Ye Mingshang's figure appeared right behind him, executing a whip kick that landed on Li Lang's arm. Since Li Lang had already prepared his move, it looked as if he had welcomed the attack.
With one strike failing to connect and without withdrawing, he continued with a left foot attack. After being blocked, he switched to a right foot attack, launching a series of strikes.
On the other side, a small head cautiously peeked out from behind the door panel, watching the battle between the two with surprise.
Above him, a beautiful woman also leaned out her head, her attentive eyes focused on the two fighters.
"Mom, who do you think is stronger, Uncle Ye or Dad?" Cheng Yi raised his little head and asked curiously.
Bai Lan patted Cheng Yi's head and said, "Don't underestimate your father; he is the best hunter in the village."
Cheng Yi continued to watch the scene with curiosity. Although he didn't fully understand what was happening, he was still trying hard to pay attention.
In just a few seconds, Ye Mingshang unleashed hundreds of kicks in rapid succession, so fast that they were almost invisible. Yet Li Lang managed to block each one accurately without much effort.
At least from his demeanor, it was hard to tell whether he was putting in a lot of effort or if his hands were hurting.
It was as if he had entered a meditative state or a state of selflessness, completely focused on the task at hand, able to temporarily cast aside all emotions.
This state was practically invincible; with minimal differences in physical quality, he was almost unbeatable.
After failing to find any openings after hundreds of kicks, Ye Mingshang's figure suddenly shifted and he strangely circled behind Li Lang, preparing for a surprise attack.
Although Li Lang did not turn around, it was as if he had eyes in the back of his head. He lifted his leg and executed a backward kick.
This strike appeared slow but was incredibly fast; more importantly, the position of the kick was quite tricky.
Ye Mingshang narrowly dodged it and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Damn! Are you trying to make me unable to have children?"
Li Lang did not respond but quickly ran over, this time taking the offensive.
"Alright! Let me show you my strength." Ye Mingshang's eyes sparkled as he retreated instead of advancing, directly leaping into the forest.
Li Lang did not pursue but stopped to observe the changes around him.
Ye Mingshang flew into the forest but did not go deep; instead, he stopped on a patch of land and quickly formed hand seals. Muran slapped the ground.
"Clay Sculpture, grant you True Spirit, let my will be known, indistinguishable from reality. Forgive!"
A flash of magical light illuminated the area, and the previously flat ground began to undulate as if something were about to emerge.
Gradually, several humanoid figures burrowed out, growing taller until they became clear, resembling Ye Mingshang exactly, almost like Clones.
"Brothers, let him know our strength," Ye Mingshang chuckled.
"Alright!"
The clones subtly raised their postures, full of energy.
Sasha!
Hearing the commotion in the forest, Li Lang remained expressionless but instantly prepared for action.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly darted out, attacking Li Lang head-on; it was undoubtedly Ye Mingshang.
Such an attack could not break through Li Lang's defenses at his peak; he easily blocked it, but that was not the end.
In the next moment, a sinister wind approached from behind. Sensing it in advance, Li Lang freed one hand to counterattack.
Bang!
This strike was also blocked, and it was still Ye Mingshang!
"What’s going on? There are actually two?!" Bai Lan and Cheng Yi exclaimed in surprise.
"Mom, why did Uncle Ye turn into two?" Cheng Yi asked curiously.
Bai Lan shook her head, unable to answer his question.
Without an answer, Cheng Yi looked puzzled and continued to watch the battle with curiosity.
Meanwhile, in the arena, Li Lang, who had entered a state of no self, should not have shown any emotions, but he momentarily revealed a look of surprise. Although it was just a fleeting moment, it was still captured by Nightmare Lies.
"Hehe! I thought you really had no emotions like this."
With a smile in his heart, Li Lang suddenly became alert and dodged instantly.
In the next second, a figure fell from above, right where Li Lang had been standing moments before.
"Another one?!"
"How about that? Impressive, right? Haha!"
The three Ye Mingshangs laughed simultaneously and then quickly rushed towards Li Lang.
The three of them attacked from three different angles, but Li Lang was able to sense them in advance and defend himself.
"You can block three; what about four?"
In the next moment, another shadow appeared from the air, attempting to ambush Li Lang from behind—yet another Ye Mingshang!
Bang!
He could no longer evade and was struck directly. His body leaned forward, but he quickly rolled to the side to deflect the attack.
Naturally, they would not give him a chance to recover; there were three, no, four now.
Four Ye Mingshangs charged from different angles, attempting to overwhelm him with numbers.
"This time, there's no way out, right? Don't rush; there's still one more," Ye Mingshang, hidden in the shadows, smiled slightly.
From time to time, another clone joined the battle.
It was said that Double Fists struggled against four hands. With five Ye Mingshangs attacking simultaneously, even with tight defenses, there were still gaps, and Li Lang began to suffer continuous attacks.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After being hit repeatedly, Li Lang's body flew up and over the rooftop, soaring backward.
The clones exchanged glances and were about to charge again when they suddenly heard several Breaking Sounds.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Accompanied by the Breaking Sounds, three of the clones abruptly stopped in their tracks, their surprised expressions frozen as they fell.
(To be continued.)
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