Spirit Master Girl: Contracting with an SSS-Level School Beauty at the Start-Chapter 380: Fake Goods

This change immediately put Xiao Zhan on alert.

At the same time, greatly puzzled.

Because the previous competitions were not like this, could it be due to the reason of the hundredth game that even the competition arena had been changed?

Just as he was puzzled, suddenly, in front of them, a figure appeared.

This figure had an indistinct face, but his physique was very slender, obviously a man.

At the same time, this man was holding a tremendously long and exaggerated weapon in his hand, which looked like a scythe.

Seeing this person.

Xiao Zhan couldn’t help but frown, because he felt an extremely familiar aura from this person.

Especially seeing the Demon Scythe held in the hands of this figure, Xiao Zhan’s frown deepened, as this Demon Scythe was identical to Ye Youlong’s Death Demon Scythe.

He might feel skeptical about this figure’s familiarity, but definitely not about the Artifact Spirit.

That was Ye Youlong’s Death Demon Scythe!

But how is this possible?

Because SSS-level Artifact Spirits are unique, absolutely not appearing in pairs.

Xiao Zhan immediately unleashed his Perception Ability, and as soon as his Perception swept out, his expression abruptly changed, shock appearing on his face.

He somewhat couldn’t believe it!

Silence.

And as this figure moved closer to him, he could see the true face of this figure!

It looked exactly like him!

...

Meanwhile.

Outside.

Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong were standing in the central position of the arena, both their figures completely motionless. Their faces showed not a single expression, as if suddenly frozen.

"What’s going on, where is the opponent, why haven’t they appeared?" someone in the audience couldn’t help but voice their confusion.

"Right, why is there no movement, wasn’t it already successfully matched? Where is the person?"

"Do you see Xiao Zhan and the others, what’s going on with them? Why aren’t they moving?"

"It’s so strange, what exactly is happening? Could it be that this final match is an unseen war?"

"..."

The voices of the crowd reached Liu Xin’s ears.

Liu Xin’s calm demeanor could not help but become tense at this moment.

Looking at the two people standing like statues in the arena, she immediately used her Talent Skill, her eyes flickering with divine light, but after a few seconds, she furrowed her brow.

Because she couldn’t see anything unusual.

Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong, just standing there, as if they really were just standing there.

"What exactly is going on?"

Liu Xin murmured softly.

She also couldn’t judge what had happened, because she had never seen this hundredth match before.

Feeling the steady aura emanating from Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong, she knew she couldn’t help Xiao Zhan and the others at this moment.

Their hundredth match must be conducted in a special manner.

"Xiao Zhan, you all better win."

Liu Xin prayed in her heart.

...

In the void space.

Xiao Zhan, facing this person who looked exactly like him, couldn’t help but demand, "Who are you?"

"I am you."

The figure’s tone of voice and manner of speaking were exactly like Xiao Zhan’s, but with an added chill.

This chill sounded like an emotionless robot.

Xiao Zhan realized, "You are my final opponent in this last contest?"

"Exactly."

Upon hearing his affirmative response, Ye Youlong next to him immediately transformed into the Death Demon Scythe, which Xiao Zhan held in his hand.

"I really did not expect my last opponent to be myself," Xiao Zhan couldn’t help but chuckle.

This kind of scenario, fighting against himself, he had read about many times in novels, but he never expected to encounter it himself.

"There’s nothing more to say, since that’s the case, let’s do this!"

With a loud shout, Xiao Zhan chose to launch the first attack.

With Thunder Shadow Step, he instantly approached this fake Xiao Zhan, swinging the Demon Scythe, attempting a deadly strike at his head.

The fake Xiao Zhan, facing Xiao Zhan’s fierce attack, stayed still on his spot, even letting out a scoff.

He seemed to really look down on Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan’s eyebrows knitted together in cool disdain, we both know full well what abilities we possess, what are you pretending for?

Moreover, the energy aura on you is exactly like mine, hardly stronger than mine.

So, what right do you have to act so haughty before me?

Xiao Zhan snorted, his actions undiminished as he approached the fake Xiao Zhan.

But as the fake Xiao Zhan faced the imminent attack at his neck, he still did not move, his scoff lingering on his lips, completely disregarding Xiao Zhan’s attack.

This made Xiao Zhan suspicious and kindled a trace of anger in his heart.

So arrogant?

So disdainful?

He, Xiao Zhan, could be looked down upon by others, but he absolutely would not allow this counterfeit to belittle him.

He increased the force of his Spirit Manipulation Energy, and the chill of the Demon Scythe in his hand intensified, swearing to teach this imposter a lesson!

The Demon Scythe easily reached the fake Xiao Zhan’s neck, and at this moment, the fake Xiao Zhan seemed to realize the danger and finally reacted.

But, he only changed his expression, his scoff becoming even colder.

There was still no movement in his limbs.

Xiao Zhan did not hesitate, the Demon Scythe cut through the neck of the fake Xiao Zhan!

At this time, he couldn’t forsake such an opportunity.

But then, Xiao Zhan’s heart suddenly sank.

"Fake?"

The Xiao Zhan before him dissipated, turning out to be just an afterimage.

An afterimage?

Why hadn’t he detected it all?

His Perception Ability had been enveloping this fake Xiao Zhan the whole time.

A thunderous rumble.

A faint thunder rolled by his ears, a sound he was familiar with – it was produced by the execution of Thunder Shadow Step.

But he suddenly turned around because, at that moment, a cold murderous intent emerged behind him.

As soon as he turned, a Demon Scythe, all too familiar, was already in front of him.

The Demon Scythe loomed larger before him, and Xiao Zhan’s pupils sharply constricted!

His heart uncontrollably raced!

So fast!

Didn’t his Perception judge there was still some distance, how did it reach in front of him so quickly?

With this question in mind, Xiao Zhan’s body was violently hurled away.

A massive impact against his chest, together with the surge of energy pouring into his body, forced Xiao Zhan to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, making him feel as if his internal organs were entangled together.

He heavily crashed to the ground.

Just as he thought of getting up, a Demon Scythe silently positioned itself at his neck.

The cold sensation at his neck made Xiao Zhan’s body instantly stiffen, as if plunged into an icy cellar.

At the same time.

A voice, equally cold and slightly mocking, rang by his ear, "Is this really all the strength you have? How weak indeed."

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