The fake Qiangzi next to them saw this and was about to run out, but Yu Daohen quickly shouted, "Stop him!"
Qiangzi drew the copper coin sword stuck in the chest of the fake Yu Daohen and slashed at the fake Qiangzi.
The fake Qiangzi raised the broken copper coin sword to block, and Yu Daohen seized the opportunity to rush over and kick the fake Qiangzi in the kidney.
The fake Qiangzi cried out in pain and fell directly out. As soon as the fake Qiangzi stood up, Yu Daohen, without hesitation, raised his foot and kicked the fake Qiangzi in the lower abdomen again.
The fake Qiangzi's face changed, bile spewed out, and he glared at Yu Daohen fiercely, shouting, "Do you dare to fight me one-on-one?"
Yu Daohen chuckled, punched the fake Qiangzi in the face, then another punch, and then kicked him in the chest: "One-on-one, you say? I'll give you one-on-one."
The fake Qiangzi was kicked flying by Yu Daohen and hit the wall, but he still held onto the wall and slowly stood up, blood already flowing from the corner of his mouth.
A lewd smile that did not match his handsome face appeared on Yu Daohen's face: "I'll give you two choices. One, you fight the two of us one-on-one. Two, the two of us fight you one-on-one. Choose one."
When the fake Qiangzi heard Yu Daohen's words, his heart was about to collapse. What was the difference between saying this and not saying it?
Seeing that the fake Qiangzi did not choose, Yu Daohen kicked him in the lower abdomen again.
The fake Qiangzi could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood. The intense pain almost made him faint.
"Speak, do you choose one or two?" Yu Daohen asked.
The fake Qiangzi remained silent. Seeing that the fake Qiangzi did not answer, Yu Daohen clicked his tongue: "Oh, you're not going to choose, are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the fake Qiangzi again.
The fake Qiangzi hit the wall in the same posture and then slowly stood up, holding onto the wall.
Qiangzi, watching Yu Daohen's actions, raised his eyebrows. Even though it wasn't him, it was still his copy. Why did he always feel like he was the one being beaten?
"Aren't your Five Thunder Palms quite awesome? Show them to me," Yu Daohen said with a wicked grin.
The fake Qiangzi was almost crying. Was this something a human would do?
Yu Daohen kicked the fake Qiangzi in the lower abdomen again. The fake Qiangzi became dazed. If anyone gave him another punch, he would immediately faint, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
If there is the most painful thing in the world, it is being tortured when you cannot die.
Qiangzi, standing beside them, felt more and more that something was wrong. He felt that Yu Daohen was being sarcastic, but he had no evidence.
However, speaking of which, his copy was indeed a bit miserable. He couldn't die, and he had to be tortured while alive.
"Master Yu, we still have important business to attend to," Qiangzi reminded him.
Yu Daohen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, his expression looking grim: "Qiangzi, have you noticed anything unusual about me today?"
Qiangzi was a bit confused: "You're not going to tell me you're the fake Yu Daohen, are you?"
Yu Daohen rolled his eyes: "I'm serious."
Seeing Yu Daohen's serious expression, Qiangzi frowned: "More violent than usual?"
Yu Daohen shook his head, looked at his hand, and said, "Ever since Qiangzi arrived, I've felt an invisible force pulling me to end this fight quickly. I feel like there's a force urging me to leave here quickly."
Hearing Yu Daohen say this, Qiangzi realized it. Given Yu Daohen's personality, he wouldn't bother with a copy for so long.
"Let's get the spiritual spring first," Qiangzi said.
Yu Daohen nodded, feeling that something was about to happen.
Qiangzi grunted, then suddenly exerted force and kicked the fake self, who was almost unconscious.
The fake Qiangzi was kicked unconscious by Qiangzi: "Chasing for so long, let me have some fun too."
Yu Daohen rolled his eyes, thinking that he was so ruthless even when dealing with himself.
Qiangzi followed Yu Daohen and walked forward.
There was only one path ahead. The two walked for about ten minutes when they saw a pool emitting a blue light in front of them.
Qiangzi and Yu Daohen instinctively gripped their Kanglong maces and copper coin swords.
The two cautiously walked forward and saw a small pool emitting a dazzling blue light that illuminated the surroundings clearly. In the dim environment, the pool appeared particularly eerie.
Qiangzi scooped up some water in his hand, and the water still emitted that blue light.
"It is said that the water of the spiritual spring emits blue light on its own. It seems to be this one," Qiangzi said excitedly.
Yu Daohen leaned closer, scooped up some water, and looked at it carefully. It was indeed emitting blue light.
"I'll get some too." Saying this, Yu Daohen put down his backpack and took out a five-liter water bottle, pouring it into the pool.
Qiangzi next to him looked surprised: "Holy crap, Master Yu, why do you have such a big water bottle?"
Yu Daohen chuckled: "Isn't this something that's hard to come by? Let's get more, it might be useful when we get back."
"That makes sense," Qiangzi nodded, then put down his backpack and took out a water bottle almost four times larger than Yu Daohen's, almost the size of his entire backpack.
Yu Daohen, looking at the water bottle in Qiangzi's hand, was so surprised he couldn't speak, and cursed: "Holy crap, you shameless bastard! I was wondering what you were carrying, your backpack was so bulging."
Yu Daohen thought Qiangzi would only take a little, but he didn't expect this guy to be even greedier than him, bringing such a large water bottle.
Qiangzi showed that lewd smile: "It's a rare opportunity, let's get more, maybe it won't be enough."
In his heart, he was a little unwilling, as he couldn't find an even larger water bottle, otherwise, he would have emptied the entire pool.
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