Yuling Girl: Starting Contract SSS Level School Beauty

This change made Xiao Zhan immediately alert.

At the same time, he was very confused.

Because the previous competitions were not like this. Could it be that because of the 100th game, even the competition venue was changed?

Just when he was so confused, suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them.

This figure couldn't see his face clearly, but his figure was very slender, and he could tell that he was a man.

At the same time, in this man's hand, he held a huge and exaggerated weapon. Judging from its shape, it was a sickle.

See this person.

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

Especially when he saw the magic scythe held by the figure, Xiao Zhan's brows furrowed even more, because the shape of this magic scythe was exactly the same as Ye Youlong's death scythe.

He may question the familiarity of this figure, but he will never question this weapon spirit.

That is Ye Youlong's Death Scythe!

But how is this possible?

Because SSS-level weapon spirits are unique, there will never be two at the same time.

Xiao Zhan immediately released his perception ability. As soon as his perception ability was swept away, his expression suddenly changed, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

He couldn't believe it!

silence.

And as the figure got closer and closer to him, he also saw the true face of this figure clearly!

It actually looks exactly like him!

…

at the same time.

outside world.

Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong stood in the center of the arena, but their figures were motionless. There was no expression on his face, as if he had suddenly stiffened.

"What's going on? Where's my opponent? Why didn't he come out?" Someone in the audience couldn't help but make a confused sound.

"Yes, why is there no movement? Hasn't the match been successful? Where is the person?"

"Look at Xiao Zhan and the other two, what's going on with them? Why are they so motionless?"

"It's so strange. What happened? Is it possible that this last competition was a war without smoke?"

"..."

The crowd's voices reached Liu Xin's ears.

Liu Xin's calm expression could not help but become tense at this moment.

Looking at the two people standing like statues in the field, she immediately displayed her innate skills, her eyes flashing with light, but after a few seconds, she frowned.

Because she couldn't see anything strange.

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

"What exactly is going on?"

Liu Xin lowered his head and murmured.

It was difficult for her to judge what happened, because she had never seen this hundredth competition.

Feeling the calm aura coming from Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong, she knew that she could no longer help Xiao Zhan and the others at this moment.

Their hundredth game must be played in a special way.

"Xiao Zhan, you better win."

Liu Xin prayed like this in her heart.

…

in empty space.

Facing the person who looked exactly like himself, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

"I am you."

The figure's voice and tone were exactly the same as Xiao Zhan's, but a little more cold.

It was so cold, it sounded like a robot with no emotion.

Xiao Zhan understood, "Are you my last competitive opponent?"

"That's right."

Upon hearing his affirmative answer, Ye Youlong next to him immediately turned into a death sickle and was held in Xiao Zhan's hand.

"I really didn't expect that my last opponent would be myself." Xiao Zhan couldn't help but chuckle.

He had seen a lot of this kind of plot of fighting against himself when reading novels before, but he didn't expect that he would also encounter it.

"There's nothing to say. In that case, let's do it!"

Xiao Zhan shouted and chose to attack first.

Using the Thunder Shadow Step, he came right in front of the fake Xiao Zhan. He swung the magic sickle and aimed at his head to kill him.

Facing Xiao Zhan's fierce attack, the fake Xiao Zhan stood motionless and even sneered.

It seemed that he looked down on Xiao Zhan very much.

Xiao Zhan's brows turned cold. Everyone knows what you and I are capable of. What are you pretending to me?

Moreover, the energy aura on your body is exactly the same as mine, not much stronger than mine.

So, what qualifications do you have to pretend in front of me?

Xiao Zhan snorted coldly, and came to the front of the fake Xiao Zhan without slowing down his movements.

But when the fake Xiao Zhan faced the attack that had reached his neck, he remained motionless, with a sneer hanging on his lips, not caring about Xiao Zhan's attack at all.

This made Xiao Zhan feel surprised and at the same time, there was a trace of anger in his heart.

So crazy?

Looking down on people so much?

He Xiao Zhan can be looked down upon by others, but he will never allow him to be looked down upon by this fake.

He increased the use of his imperial power, the coldness of the magic sickle in his hand was overwhelming, and he vowed to give this counterfeit a good look!

The magic sickle came to the neck of the fake Xiao Zhan very easily. It was only then that the fake Xiao Zhan seemed to realize the danger and reacted.

However, his expression only changed, and his sneer became more sneer.

There is still no physical movement at all.

Xiao Zhan had no doubt that he was there, and the magic sickle cut open the fake Xiao Zhan's neck!

At this time, it was impossible for him to give up such an opportunity.

But then, Xiao Zhan's heart suddenly dropped.

"Fake?"

The Xiao Zhan in front of him dissipated and turned out to be just an afterimage.

Afterimage?

Why didn't I find anything?

His perception ability was shrouded in this fake Xiao Zhan's body throughout the entire process.

Rumble.

There was a slight thunder in his ears. This sound was very familiar to him. It was the movement caused by the Thunder Shadow Step.

But he suddenly turned around, because at this moment, there was a cold murderous intention behind him.

As soon as he turned around, a familiar and familiar magic sickle was already in front of him.

The magic sickle enlarged in front of him, and Xiao Zhan's pupils shrank suddenly!

His heart couldn't stop beating wildly!

So fast!

Isn’t there still a long way to go before perception and judgment? Why is it here so quickly?

With this question, Xiao Zhan's body was knocked away with a bang.

There was a huge impact on his chest, and as energy poured into his body, Xiao Zhan couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time he felt that his internal organs seemed to be entangled.

He fell heavily to the ground.

Just as he was about to get up, a magic sickle was quietly placed on his neck.

The cold feeling coming from his neck made Xiao Zhan's body freeze for a moment, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and froze.

at the same time.

An equally cold and mocking voice sounded in his ears, "Is this your strength? You are really weak."