Chapter 853: Chapter 653: A Stronger Mimic?
Long Yi made a polite gesture inviting the imitator to proceed, and the mask on the imitator’s face glowed faintly. In the blink of an eye, the imitator had turned into another Long Yi.
Their appearance, stance, and even the expressions on their faces.
"Oh, look at that! The imitator has used his mimicry technique right from the start. We all know that the imitator’s own strength is not weak. Choosing to use the mimicry technique at the beginning is indeed because he has to be cautious when facing Long Yi,"
the commentator said aloud.
Long Yi blinked in confusion, and the opponent blinked back in confusion; Long Yi took a step forward, and the opponent also took a step forward at the same time; as soon as Long Yi moved his leg forward, he retracted it, and so did the opponent.
It was indeed the imitator.
Long Yi felt as if he were looking in a mirror.
Suddenly, Long Yi performed a set of military boxing moves that only he knew. Yet, his opponent managed to mimic the moves flawlessly.
Long Yi couldn’t believe the opponent could mimic such a thing, but now he had, and there was no difference between their movements. Then things were getting interesting. First of all, it wasn’t possible that he was reading Long Yi’s memories, because Little Zi was right there, and there had been no trace of any psychic magic. Rather, there were traces of a rule being enacted; at least, the greedy snake had just moved a little.
Could it be that the opponent simply had a quick reaction speed?
Suddenly, Long Yi pulled out a frying pan from his private space.
Though the other Long Yi made the same gesture, his hands were empty.
Then, Long Yi laughed.
Indeed, so much for the so-called imitator. You can replicate my appearance, you mimic my movements, even my skills. But the things I have, you do not possess.
At this moment, the imitator also felt very frustrated. As an imitator, he had almost prepared a variety of things in his private space. They didn’t need to be exactly the same, just somewhat similar would suffice. But who could have guessed that Long Yi would pull out a frying pan from his private space?
And it didn’t stop there. Long Yi took out charcoal, clean water, and a large piece of raw beef. He skillfully sliced the beef with a dinner knife, sprinkled spices on it, ignited the charcoal, poured oil on it, and then began frying a steak on the pan!
The imitator awkwardly mimicked Long Yi’s movements, but apart from the dinner knife, he had virtually nothing. The commentators were all laughing; it was clear that everyone knew that Long Yi was an excellent warrior, but no one knew that he also had such a humorous side. You like to mimic, don’t you? Well, I’ll let you mimic to the end!
What Long Yi did was completely making a fool out of the imitator!
The audience supporting the imitator immediately booed, while those supporting Long Yi cheered and also loudly mocked the imitator.
Many people did not like the imitator’s fighting style, as it always seemed like he was using mimicry rather than his own strength, and now what Long Yi was doing was almost completely targeted at the imitator.
You want to mimic, right? I won’t fight. If you want to continue mimicking, then keep copying me like a fool.
Soon after, Long Yi even took out a table, chairs, and even chilled fruit juice from his private space!
Long Yi sat in the chair, swaying comfortably and humming an unintelligible song. A mouthful of juice, a mouthful of roast meat, Lingling appeared from the side, her fingers turned into sharp blades, slicing the roasted meat into thin pieces and stuffing them into her mouth.
Poor imitator, unable to sit in the same posture as Long Yi, could only hover in the air, supporting himself with Fighting Aura. By now, he hated Long Yi to the core, this was simply making a fool out of him! But the more he hated, the calmer he became. As an imitator, he had mimicked and defeated countless formidable opponents, Long Yi included. He must wait for Long Yi to make the first move, he had enough patience.
Finally, Long Yi finished eating and drinking. He suddenly unleashed a flame that engulfed everything. The imitator did the same, raising his hand and emitting a flame.
"Oh, that’s your first ability? Come on, I want even more power!" The imitator, feeling the new strength, couldn’t help but reveal a vicious smile on his face.
"Your smile is really ugly," Long Yi and the imitator said to each other almost simultaneously.
At that moment, Lingling’s arm turned into a Light Cannon, aimed directly at the imitator.
"Don’t fire, I want to test this guy’s strength myself."
Long Yi said as he walked towards the imitator with a smile.
"Come, let’s see, just how far can you, this fool, go!"
Both Long Yis started moving at the same time, twisting their waists, throwing punches!
Boom!
Their fists collided squarely with each other.
Pure power, devoid of any fanciness.
Looking up, both Long Yis revealed a smile.
Subsequently, Long Yi took a half step back, his fist edged with intense Fighting Aura.
Boom!
Almost indistinguishably similar Fighting Aura collided with each other, creating an explosion that kicked up dust, which was then cleared by the next punch’s shockwave! At this moment, both fists were covered with Crystal Stones! That was indeed Long Yi’s Mountain Giant talent, which was also mimicked! But Long Yi still punched on; this time his fist was imbued with Mana! This was a Magic Fighter technique! Without surprise, the imitator’s fist was also imbued with Mana! Their fists collided, then each took a step back.
