บท 1981: Retreat

Ling Han's expression was calm, and he said, "You can provoke me, but I'm not allowed to counterattack? Don't be such a hypocrite! If you want to battle, then come at me!"

Shu Yarong howled in fury as she charged over.

She retrieved an ancient-looking mirror and pointed it at Ling Han, upon which a figure immediately crawled out from the mirror. Astonishingly, this figure was a mirror image of Ling Han. In fact, even its aura was exactly the same as Ling Han's.

"Die!" the figure roared as it charged at Ling Han.

Boom!

Ling Han exchanged a punch with this figure, and he was instantly sent stumbling back. Only after retreating 17 steps did he finally come to a stop.

They were evenly matched, with neither being stronger than the other.

An expression of astonishment spread across Ling Han's face. This figure looked exactly the same as him, and it was also just as powerful as him?