Chapter 123 I Predicted Your Prediction

After entering the cemetery, Fang Xiu searched around first, and indeed did not find the graves of Zhao Hao and others. ░▒▓█►─═  ═─◄█▓▒░

This means that only those who enter it will have a grave.

Soon, Fang Xiu saw his own grave again.

The grave was quiet, without any sound.

Boom!

Fang Xiu directly detonated the strange power in the scalpel, and countless black air spewed out of the scalpel. Each one seemed to contain a strange thing. They kept roaring and rushed into Fang Xiu's mouth and nose.

Gradually, he was entangled by the black air, and his black hair turned into silver hair, and blood flashed in his right eye.

Then, he overturned the grave, revealing the black coffin inside.

Looking at the coffin, Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with a cold light.

The silver hair continued to grow, and they were suspended in the air, like billions of steel needles, tightly surrounding the coffin.

Fang Xiu also held the scalpel in his hand, raised it high, and pointed it at the coffin. The dark spirituality on the scalpel surged.

His blood-red right eye stared at the grave.

He had made all preparations, just waiting to open the coffin and then launch a thunderbolt attack directly.

Although the clone was as strong as himself, the first to strike was the strongest, and the last to strike would suffer.

As long as you seize the initiative, you may not lose.

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When Fang Xiu entered the cemetery, his eyes suddenly went black, and he found himself in the coffin again.

Such a shocking change made him frown slightly.

He originally wanted to fight the clone this time. If he was in the outside world, he could seize the initiative and decide when to open the coffin and when to start. But now the offense and defense are reversed.

It seems that now he can only change his strategy.

The clone is exactly the same as me. According to my understanding of myself, the clone will definitely open the coffin after making all preparations.

The moment the coffin is opened, he will definitely encounter a thunderbolt attack.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Xiu wrapped himself into a silkworm pupa with his long silver hair, took out a scalpel, and placed it on his neck.

He knew his attack habits very well, and liked to attack the neck.

But the next second, Fang Xiu put the hand holding the scalpel on his heart.

He knew his attack habits, and the replica must know them too, so he would definitely not attack the neck.

If it were me, I would definitely attack the heart.

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Bang!

Fang Xiu directly lifted the coffin lid.

And at the moment of lifting it, Fang Xiu moved, and the silver hair stabbed fiercely into the coffin, and his scalpel also stabbed down.

But what was revealed in the coffin was a silkworm pupa with silver hair.

Billions of silver hairs were stuck on it, making a dense metal sound.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Fang Xiu's eyes, and the scalpel stabbed almost at the same time!

The strength of the silver hair was the same, and no one could do anything to anyone, but with the sharpness of the scalpel, the silver hair could be easily cut.

Since the replica chose to wrap its entire body with silver hair, he just couldn't see the attack position of his scalpel at this time.

Swish!

A knife chopped down fiercely!

According to Fang Xiu's habit, this knife must be stabbed on the opponent's neck, but this time he didn't, he stabbed the heart.

Fang Xiu knew very well that the replica had the same memory as himself, which meant that the opponent must know his attack habits.

So the neck was likely to have made a defense in advance.

Soon, the scalpel directly pierced the silkworm chrysalis composed of silver hair and stabbed it fiercely at the heart.

However, the next second, Ding!

A crisp metal clashing sound was heard.

The scalpel was directly blocked.

Fang Xiu frowned immediately. The only thing that could block the scalpel was the scalpel.

This means that the replica predicted my prediction!

Even the way of thinking is the same?

And at this moment, the silkworm chrysalis composed of silver hair suddenly opened.

The silver hair of both sides was tightly entangled together.

An identical Fang Xiu was revealed.

Fang Xiu in the coffin held a scalpel in his hand, protecting his heart, and the two scalpels were in a state of stiffness.

The moment the two met, almost at the same time, blood flashed in their right eyes.

Blood pupils!

Bang!

Both sides groaned, and there was bright red blood in their right eyes.

But the two remained calm, as if it was not their eyes that were injured.

The scalpels in their hands flew wildly, almost turning into a residual image.

Both sides continued to attack, ding ding ding...

The dense collision sound continued to sound.

The strange thing is that the two people's movements were surprisingly consistent, as if both sides knew the trajectory of each other's attacks very well.

For a while, the two fought evenly, and neither could do anything to the other.

With a collision, Fang Xiu in the outside world was shaken out.

Fang Xiu in the coffin was shocked all over, and the reaction force pressed the coffin down a few points.

But he also took advantage of this gap and flashed out of the coffin.

The two identical Fang Xius stared at each other from a distance, with the same silver hair, blood-red eyes, and scalpels, and the same calmness as dead water.

Neither of them spoke, and the next moment, they disappeared from the spot almost at the same time, turning into two afterimages, rushing straight towards each other.

Clang clang clang!

The air was filled with dense metal clanging sounds, and there were faint sparks flying.

There was also a strange black gas bombarding continuously, and the silver hair strangled madly.

After a long time.

The bodies of the two men reached their limit and could no longer withstand the strange power of the scalpel.

The black gas suddenly dissipated, and the capillaries under the skin of the two men burst, turning into bloody people.

Even so, the faces of the two men were still calm, and they did not stop fighting. They used the silver hair to control their bodies and fought again.

Finally, the bodies of the two Fang Xius completely reached their limits, and their speed became very slow, leaving a bloody footprint with every step.

The two men walked towards each other with difficulty, and soon, they stood still at the same time, one black and one red eyes staring at each other calmly.

The next second, the two men raised their hands at the same time.

The scalpel went straight to the neck of the other party!

Puff! Puff!

The sound of two blades entering the flesh sounded.

The two men stood there like two corpses, each holding a scalpel in their hands, stabbing each other's neck.

Then, the two men fell straight down.

The two Fang Xius died together.

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Fang Xiu, who died again, found that there were two more memories in his mind.

One was the memory of Fang Xiu in the outside world, and the other was the memory of Fang Xiu in the coffin.

When the two memories merged together, he gradually understood everything.

"It turns out... Both of them are me!"

The two memories appeared in Fang Xiu's mind at the same time, just like two pictures.