I reincarnated as a single school beauty

"you're so beautiful."

Yun Xi said to her sincerely.

"It's just that the face is too cold."

Compared to Yun Xi, who has an out-of-the-ordinary personality and is keen to experience various character designs, this imitation is obviously a bit dull, with an expressionless face, it seems to be Li Zixiao's version of Yun Xiaoxi.

False Yunxi turned his head and looked aside, Yunxi followed, there were two rows of weapon racks beside him, the weapon racks were very wide, and most of them were swords, but other weapons were also equipped with some.

Yun Xi understood the rules, which restricted the weapons and could only use the ones prepared here, not his own saber.

Yun Xi can still understand this point.

She walked to the weapon rack, and after inspecting it for a while, her face suddenly changed, from relaxed and freehand to unimaginably envious and jealous.

Because, she discovered that all the weapons on this weapon rack were spiritual weapons.

'If I take them all, can I leave the ruins alive? '

Yun Xi only dared to think about it in his heart.

She reached out and took out several swords, weighed them and tried to swing them a few times, and finally settled on a spirit sword that was similar in size and weight to the Yuxi sword.

She turned her head to look, and the impostor on the other side also picked up the same sword.

"What a coincidence."

Yun Xi and herself can also chat.

It's a pity that the other party ignored her, but held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other.

Zheng!

With a sword groan, the spirit sword was unsheathed.

Chapter 180 Facing Himself, Epee Strikes Out

What does it feel like to fight with yourself?What does it feel like to fight with Yun Xi?

Yun Xiaoxi finally experienced these two feelings today. Faced with this person who doesn't talk too much, Yun Xi fights more in a roundabout way. Zhang own face.

Destroying flowers with hot hands, it was she who urged her. Yun Xi felt that it was difficult for her to accept this kind of thing for a while, so she needed time.

"I said, why don't we come up with some simple ways to win or lose? For example, guessing fists, comparing sizes... It's too inappropriate for our daughter's identity to fight and kill."

Yun Xi tried to persuade the counterfeit, but was unsuccessful.

"Yun Xi, the sooner you pass a trial like this, the higher the evaluation," Yimeng reminded.

"I know that even if you don't tell me."

Yun Xi was helpless, and after dodging a sword again, he could only draw his sword to meet him.

The sword came out, the fog dispersed, and the sword light instantly rose.

Compared with other people, Yun Xi's attack often gives people a very natural and smooth feeling. This woman has a unique and extraordinary talent in combat.

The Huayun Heart Sutra was running, the white mist drifted away, and Yun Xi disappeared in the misty white mist.

Seeing this, the fake Yunxi on the other side performed the same kung fu, and layers of white mist filled the air, and this barren loess immediately turned into a fairyland of clouds and mist.

Yun Xi moved lightly in the white mist, and the white mist of the two of them blended together. She could determine the position of the other party, and the other party could also determine her position.

This is a battle of cards.

Yun Xi danced in neon clothes and feather clothes, drifting in the clouds and mist like a ghost, and instantly appeared behind the fake Yun Xi, and swung out the spirit sword.

Fog and cloud swordsmanship? The wind is surging!

The cloud and mist oscillated, and thick white mist gushed out from Yun Xi's sword body, blending with the white mist all over the sky, and the sword intent was hidden in the white mist.

For a long time, Yun Xi believed that compared to the powerful and changeable Three Thousand Weak Water Swordsmanship, the Wuyun Swordsmanship was the most suitable sword skill for him, because it could perfectly coordinate with his Huayun Heart Sutra.

So after learning Wuyun swordsmanship, the frequency of Yunxi's three thousand weak water usage dropped a lot.

The wind suddenly picked up, and the clouds and mist surged with it, and Yun Xi's sword appeared behind the false Yun Xi.

Ding!

With the crisp sword chant, Fake Yunxi blocked it with a backhand sword, and the white mist on both sides blended. Under the battle of the clear card, the sneak attack method that Yunxi used in the past has lost its effect.

Fog and cloud swordsmanship? The wind is surging!

The same swordsmanship was cast from Fake Yunxi's hands.

The clouds and mist surged, and the swords of the two intersected together.

Bang!

After the sword chanting, there was a collision of spiritual power, and the real and fake Yunxi began a fierce duel at this moment.

The clouds and mists are shaking, and the wind and clouds are not only the name of the sword skill, but also the detailed name of the current battle situation. The clouds and mists are crazily scattered, and two identical figures are intertwined crazily, and the sound of swords and collisions can be heard endlessly.

At this moment, Yun Xi felt his strength through his body.

boom!

With a sound of shock, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, creating a vacuum. Yun Xi looked at the figure in front with a solemn expression.

She has a lot of trump cards, almost every one of her sword skills and body skills is the only one in charge, she has surpassed countless peers, but the opponent is herself, she has every skill and spiritual skill she possesses.

Fake Yunxi looked at her expressionlessly, and stepped on the lotus step lightly.

Dance in neon clothes and feather clothes? Step dance!

Her figure moved like a ghost, and she successfully approached Yunxi in the blink of an eye, and the next second the spirit sword made a move.

Dance in neon clothes and feather clothes? Step dance!

Yun Xi also used body skills, his figure retreated, the sword light condensed on the spirit sword in his hand, the sword intent burst out, and the light blue sea tide surged and covered it.

Three thousand weak waters? The tide of dawn!

As the tide approached, Fake Yunxi's expression remained indifferent and dull, she turned her wrist lightly, and the spirit sword danced along with it, and the tide rose like a big wave.

Three thousand weak waters? The tide of dawn!

Bang!

There was a roar, the waves were impacting, the sword lights were intertwining, and the surging sword intent burst out, and the two clouds retreated behind them.

The same state, the same swordsmanship, the same fighting skills... The ending seems to be destined to be a draw.

Yun Xi's expression became more and more dignified. A draw cannot pass this level. If you want to win, you must defeat yourself.What should be done?

Yun Xi asked herself in her heart, trying to find the secret of winning.

The opponent knew all of her attacks, so she could deal with them calmly. Similarly, she knew all of the opponent's attacks, so she was not afraid at all.

Then think about it differently, and fight against this fake Yunxi, what are you worried about?Was it defeated by her?But it's impossible for her to defeat herself, unless she...unless she uses a skill or sword skill that she didn't expect or something else!

Whether it's sword skills or martial arts, it's too late for her to learn new things at this time.

Then, she can only break the inherent fighting skills, turn the speculative into the unguessable, break the rules, and improve herself!

From this moment, Yun Xi's heart was as clear and transparent as a spring in the mountains, and she stepped out.

The sword rises, the cloud and mist converge, and changing the conventional fighting method is the first step to break through the self.

Fog and cloud swordsmanship? Flirty and cloudy!

A gust of wind blew up, and light clouds and mist scattered from the sword, and the spirit sword in Yun Xi's hand slid towards the fake Yun Xi's neck.

Fog and cloud swordsmanship? Flirty and cloudy!

The opponent didn't change his face, and responded to her with the same sword skill.

The moment the two swords were about to touch, waves burst out of the sword in Yun Xi's hand, and the waves burst and turned into monstrous waves.

Sword skill conversion.

Three thousand weak waters? The tide of dawn!

Crash - ding!

The waves are surging, and the sword in her hand is not the only one that makes the waves. Although the change of moves is powerful and unpredictable, it is not impossible for the fake Yunxi to do it.

Yun Xi widened his eyes.

"You are just a temporary change of tactics, not a self-breakthrough."

Yimeng saw Yunxi's thoughts and reminded him.

Yun Xi lowered her eyebrows, she also understood this, but the question is how should it be changed?

What she is good at and what she is used to is these things. Breaking through herself is not as simple as talking about it. If no one points out the direction, she has to find the direction by herself.

This is like running, you use your usual posture to maximize your speed, but now, you need to use the running posture you are not good at to surpass the strongest self.

It's very difficult.

"If you just swing the sword without any rules, you won't get any effect."

While fighting against the fake body, Yun Xi opened her mouth. She was talking to herself and communicating with Yimeng.

Yimeng in the sea of ​​consciousness is not swimming leisurely here. It tucks its tail, squats on its hind legs, presses its head with its two front paws, and is also helping Yunxi think.

A breakthrough is to go further in a way that breaks the rules, which is easier said than done, especially for Yun Xi, a practitioner who already has unparalleled talent in swordsmanship and fighting.

She has been striving for excellence in her previous battles, but now she wants to make further progress, how can it be easy?

Three thousand weak waters, fog and cloud swordsmanship, neon clothes and feather dance... Yun Xi used the skills and skills she is good at to the extreme at present, and worked hard to increase the speed of her swinging sword, and the angle of her sword became more and more tricky.

But still nothing changed.

She will really want to fight with herself in the mirror, even if the mirror is broken, she will not be able to win.

……

The battle lasted for nearly half an hour, and the clouds on both sides had dissipated. They were both exhausted and panting from exhaustion, but let alone the outcome, it was impossible to determine who had the upper hand.

The sword came out of the shadow, and Yun Xi once again intersected with the fake Yun Xi's swords, and both of them flew upside down and retreated.

Ringing, ringing, ringing...

There were crisp and continuous collision sounds in her ears, and there were a few scratches on Yun Xi's body. She turned her head and saw that she had hit the weapon rack, and the sharp spirit soldiers scratched her clothes a few times. His blood stained his back.

"This counterfeit can actually play tricks!"

It was not Yunxi who said this, but Yimeng, who was fighting for Yunxi. It was obviously a fake body, but it was so difficult to deal with, even with so many eyes!

Yun Xi didn't respond to Yimeng's words, she focused all her attention on the weapon rack, and looked at the spiritual soldiers hanging on it, as if a bright light suddenly appeared in her mind.

she thought of...

The way to break through yourself!

With a slight lift of her jade feet, Yun Xi flew a spirit sword, which flew across the air, and she rushed forward with the sword in her hand.

Fog and cloud swordsmanship? The wind is surging!

Yun Xi couldn't remember clearly that this was the first time she used Wuyun swordsmanship today. Unlike the exhaustion and helplessness before, this time she was full of confidence.

Fog and cloud swordsmanship? The wind is surging!

Fake Yunxi will always treat others in the same way as others, she does not desire to win, all she has to do is never lose.

Ding!

The sword chant was piercing, and it was heard far and wide in the barren land, and the two were in another draw.

Yimeng in the sea of ​​consciousness was anxious and angry, but helpless.

Yun Xi has worked very hard... It thought, feeling sorry for its nominal master.

But at the moment when it felt regretful and distressed, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared in front of its eyes.

The spirit sword flying in the sky finally fell down.

Swish!

The spirit sword did not fall to the ground, but fell into Yun Xi's hands!

Yun Xi held the second spirit sword in his left hand, and the little spiritual power left in his body began to surge violently!

Fog and cloud swordsmanship? Cloud and mist lock!