The eyeballs are all over the ground.

Looking at the person who was so real that Sakaski in front of him felt his powerful aura as strong as his own, almost all the local elites present had the urge to worship him, and the other players were even more stunned.

"Pretending." Zong Taiyu had long known Qin Dao's background. Although the ability to paint fruits is indeed magical, it is not that awesome to put it bluntly. It is nothing more than to show his own demonic power with a fake. Although it can borrow the abilities of almost all powerful people, the most important thing lies in the ability itself.

You should know that the power of the fake comes from Qin Dao. Even if Qin Dao can copy an Akainu on the spot, his demonic power is nothing more than that. It is impossible to copy Akainu's strength together, and even a CD is a luxury.

It is not a problem of similarity or reduction, but the most fundamental problem of absolute power.

The first two can be compensated and solved with Teacher Kotodo's talent to the greatest extent, but the latter cannot be solved by him if he wants to solve it. His all the demonic power is only a little bit, and it is probably not enough to provide Akainu with any move. In the eyes of Sontayu, the fake Akainu in front of him is useless except to scare those idiots with unknown backgrounds.

If it's really a battle, just drawing a Kloe is probably much more practical than Akainu!

Zong Taiyu did not hesitate to attack the Akainu in front of him directly, whether it is Teacher Kotodo or Fake Girls' shoes, since it cannot be used by me, then let me destroy you.

"You can't beat it." Teacher Qin Dao looked calm.

"A idiot who deceives himself..." Zong Taiyu's mockery was just halfway through, and the next moment, his pupils tightened. He watched the ferocious iron fist that was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't even react for a moment.

The Dog!

Just like Qin Dao and the other two who were facing Akainu's original master, Zong Taiyu, who had just killed all directions, was vulnerable in front of this fake Mingdog, and was killed instantly on the spot so that even the scum was not left. In the blink of an eye, there was only a terrifying deep pit that was scattered and smoked.

The audience was shocked.

If it were as Zong Taiyu said, this was just a show-like product, and everyone present would not take it seriously. But now the iron-clad fact is in front of you. This girl can actually use Akainu’s iconic move, the underworld dog. What is this?

This move alone means that the guy in front of him already has at least 20% of the strength of Akainu. Not to mention anything else, it is definitely more than enough to crush anyone present with Akainu's 20% of the strength. Zong Taiyu, who died so much that he didn't even have a hair left, was a proof of this.

"Is it really okay?" The fake girl, child shoes, muttered in a low voice.

"So, this kind of game is interesting." Teacher Koto nodded very satisfied. Although he was calm, the fake Akainu in front of him was just a test piece of his sudden idea.

If it is just the ability to use the fruit of painting normally, as Zong Taiyu guessed, this Akainu might not be as practical as a hundred-play Crow. After all, the demonic power he can provide is indeed quite limited, but the problem is that this is a test piece, to be precise, a semi-finished product deliberately created by Qin Dao!

In his previous attempts, he had keenly realized from the beginning that the restoration of things by painting fruits is not just about copying an appearance. The process of the infusion of demonic power into the painting will naturally form its most essential pattern, a bit like human bone meridians, but not exactly the same.

This set of patterns will become a power channel connecting Qin Dao and the fake. The demonic power from Qin Dao's body will be continuously transmitted to the fake body through this set of patterns, so that the fake can restore the strength of the original deity as much as possible.

The whole process was not complicated, and Qin Dao did not have any special thoughts at the beginning. Until he found that this set of patterns could be manually modified with one brush, the gameplay suddenly became very different from before.

To completely copy all the strength of the deity, a complete set of patterns is naturally needed, but there is a problem with this. When the demonic power is infused, it will continue to spread, and inevitably waste a considerable part of it. If it is cut, or even if it is even extreme, only one main pattern is left, this waste will be reduced to the extreme. In other words, it can maximize the utilization rate of the demonic power!

This kind of improvement is quite considerable for Qin Dao, who is currently extremely limited in the demonic power.

Of course, the price paid is that the fake can only retain part of the strength of the deity. Just like the Akainu in front of him, he only knows the deity's move, and he can't do anything else, and he can't even do the minimum physical elementalization...

However, only Qin Dao himself knew this weakness, and others could not see it for a while. In their eyes, the Akainu in front of him was a terrifying existence that could use such a powerful move as the Nether Dog!

"I want two places, who has any objection?" Qin Dao said to everyone with a smile.

"..." Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and no one jumped out to object. Even the arrogant local elites did not say anything, and they chose to make a default decision.

It’s not that they can discuss it, there’s nothing else. The deterrence of this scene just now is really too great!

Not to mention others, even Hina Hakoshi couldn't help but wonder. With her ability, if she really did her best, she might not have no chance of winning against Akainu with 20% of her strength, but the risk of losing is extremely high.

If it were Smog's unyielding personality, he would probably have already jumped out and fought head-on at this time, but Hina was different. This was an extremely rational woman. She was not afraid of taking risks, but she would never take unnecessary risks.

"Then, please continue." Qin Dao looked for two tents nearby without any hesitation. He and the fake girl's shoes were one by one. As for other players, he was not interested in doing it for him. After all, he was too domineering and he would not agree.

The melee continues.

At the same time, Zong Taiyu, who had just died of a dark dog, left the game with a gloomy face. Not only did he fail to attract people's hearts, but he even lost the special training quota. This failure this time is a shame for him!

"Oh, our No. 3 seed doesn't seem to be going well." Behind him was an evil man with a naturally smiling face. If Qin Dao and the others could definitely recognize him at a glance, this person was Ying Wuhuan.
Chapter completed!