Prove yourself as the best counterfeit, because that is the meaning of his existence.

This sentence is a sad and sad self-mockery for those who know the inside story, such as the silver-haired girl and Mu Yuesheng, and is also a compromise to the satirical fate. It makes people feel angry and unconfronted, and they can't help but feel sad.

That year, Li Wuyu was four years old and rushed to the fourth level of Lingfan Realm at an astonishing speed. His supernatural powers awakened. In the long and short awakening dream, what he dreamed of was still the "kind" faces of his family relatives who kept spitting out the three words "Hero King" from his mouth.

Li Wuyu's supernatural power awakens his dream, dreaming of the reality he wants to escape the most, that is, his childhood, no entertainment, no toys, only imitation, imitation, and imitation.

Then his supernatural powers awakened, which were shocking S-level supernatural powers. There were very few in Xia Kingdom and were called a genius prodigy for a time.

However, his supernatural name is ironically called - imitation.

A life that has been arranged as imitation since birth, has gained the ability to be proud of, but it is still imitation, as if his fate has been imprisoned by the shackles of "imitation".

But imitation makes him stronger, which is far stronger than his peers, and even far stronger than some adults.

The ability of imitation has made him the most promising descendant of the Li family in three thousand years, and has made him the well-deserved first person in the younger generation of Xia Kingdom.

He didn't know whether to hate or thank "imitation".

But at the beginning he did not think about resisting the family, resisting fate, and resisting imitation. Therefore, even when he grew up, his mind gradually matured and he became "Li Wuyu" without wanting to become others, and he did not choose to resist.

Because imitation gave him loving relatives and warm family, powerful strength and glorious reputation, imitation gave him too much and would not go back.

Li Wuyu took the initiative and became partners with imitation.

Therefore, imitation became the meaning of his existence.

So in the meaning of existence, what he can do is to make imitation to the extreme, that is, to become the best imitation of that man.

Therefore, the imitation hero king that appeared at this moment was his enemy in the sense of existence.

Not an ordinary enemy.

It is an enemy that must be defeated one-on-one.

It is the best enemy to prove the meaning of this ironic existence.

......

"Shi Xiaobai, can you lend me your sword?"

Li Wuyu turned his head and said softly.

Shi Xiaobai is not a person who knows the inside story, and he doesn't understand what this fake hero king exists for Li Wuyu, but he is keen and can feel Li Wuyu's complex emotions.

Shi Xiaobai did not hesitate and merged the black and white swords and threw them accurately at Li Wuyu.

The Hero King may be a good opponent, but Shi Xiaobai is not short of opponents.

Li Wuyu would be a good friend, and Shi Xiaobai didn't want to lose any of his friends.

"Thanks."

Li Wuyu obviously didn't expect Shi Xiaobai to be so straightforward, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shi Xiaobai's borrowing of the sword also means that he is willing to give this opponent to him temporarily.

Li Wuyu turned his head and looked at the gatekeeper giant.

The gatekeeper giant laughed angrily, suddenly turned around and walked to the wall and sat down, sneering: "As you wish, I will watch a good show quietly."

The gatekeeper giant has flexible skills that are completely inconsistent with his huge body, and also has meticulous thoughts that are completely opposite to his violent appearance.

It would not easily believe the blonde boy's sudden appearance, because the fire of gods can only be used by the god king who has accepted the inheritance of the god king, and the words of this blonde boy are not credible to it.

Therefore, the gatekeeper giant chose to wait and see.

Li Wuyu was very satisfied with the "knowing" of the gatekeeper giant. He turned his head to look at the blonde boy with a expressionless expression and looked very patient, and said coldly: "Draw the sword. At this time, he is best at swordsmanship. Let me see, you have imitated it."

The blonde boy still had no expression on his face, and his handsome facial features seemed to be frozen. Except for the slight flapping of his nose and his eyelids blinked instinctively, there was no other unnecessary changes.

"Your words are strange."

The blonde boy said in an emotionally unscrupulous tone: "As a false NPC, your subjective consciousness is a bit too much, it's very strange. And, are you sure you want to play one? Three-to-one or one, maybe there is still a little hope, one-to-one is too boring."

Most of these words were said from others, with some teasing and arrogant tone, but from the blond boy, they were calm and gentle as if they were stating an objective fact.

Li Wuyu sneered, suddenly raised his sword and slashed towards the direction beside him!

"The sword aims at three thousand miles!"

The blue sword energy flashed, like a jumping elf. Li Wuyu waved his sword and slashed out. The sword energy suddenly appeared on the stone wall in the distance from one end of the sword.

"boom!"

The sword energy exploded, and a hole with a diameter of one meter was chiseled on the stone wall surrounding the basin. The end of the hole was unable to see the end, and it seemed that the entire wide and thick stone wall was penetrated.

"The Sanqianli Sword, the sword move created by that man when he was eight years old, is so fast that he can instantly take the enemy's head three thousand miles away."

Li Wuyu slowly closed his sword and sneered: "How do you think I am imitating?"

The blonde boy was silent for a moment, and suddenly stretched his hand to his empty waist.

"It's interesting."

The blonde boy said this and made a move to draw his sword out of thin air.

However, in everyone's sight, the blonde boy showed the sword in his right hand at this moment, but there was nothing in his right hand, as if he had pulled out the air and held the air.

Li Wuyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The Sword of Non-existence, I didn't expect you to even imitate this sword."

The blonde boy didn't say anything. After he finished drawing his sword, his aura changed drastically. The previous second was as calm as the stagnant water of an ancient well. At this moment, there was a trace of light that was not easy to detect in his eyes, like a boiling storm.

The blonde boy suddenly made a sword-cutting action!

There was clearly no sword in his hand, but when he slashed the sword, the sharp sword light flashed like a thunderbolt in the sunny day. The surging and solemn sword intent could even be felt by the most ordinary audience in the basin.

The only thing in the sword intent is killing, which is the purest murderous intent.

At the same time, almost at the same time, Li Wuyu also made a sword-cutting action, which was exactly the same as the blonde boy!

"boom!"

Two sword energy that could not be seen with the naked eye met in the air, and the bang was deafening, shattering each other like fireworks blooming. This sword was like a mirror image, and finally the wind was in the autumn scenery.

"One Hundred and One Thousand Miles Swords."

Li Wuyu's mouth was filled with a hint of sarcasm or self-deprecating smile, and said, "When the man was nine years old, he sublimated his own sword move at the age of eight to a new level. The distance between the sword fingers changed from three thousand miles to one hundred eight thousand miles. It seemed to be a sixty-fold increase, but in fact it was a six hundred times or even six thousand times difficulty. The man ranked among the top ten swordsmen in the world at the age of nine with his understanding of this move. And in order to learn this move at the age of nine, I didn't sleep for a whole month, but finally got one sentence - 'It's still far from it. That man created it himself, and you are imitating it, you should learn it at the age of eight'."

Li Wuyu lowered his head slightly, his expression faintly desolate.

The blonde boy still had no expression after hearing this passage, but a trace of undetectable cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I probably understand your settings, but I don't understand how you learned about me in another world, but I don't like me very much when you call me 'that man'."

The blonde boy still said in an emotional tone: "To be precise, I hate you, so, I hate you."

I hate you.

These words seemed to be a little masculine in the blonde boy's mouth but did not have the little girl's coquettishness at all. It was a tone that was colder than the wind and snow in winter, and the murderous intent contained seemed to be frozen even in the air.

Li Wuyu shook his head and laughed: "It just so happens that I hate you too, so we can only exist one of them."

"Well, then you'll die."

The blonde teenager used two tone auxiliary words to strengthen his tone without any tone.

Then, raise your hand.

Slash out with one sword.

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Chapter completed!