Xue Lang was shocked. The next second, he felt a gust of wind behind his head. As he dodged the metal bead, he reflexively tried to look back, but out of the corner of his eye he suddenly saw black liquid in front of him coalescing into a fully-formed humanoid—that figure looked like Xu Huo, but even younger and more innocent.
Xue Lang had studied under Doctor Zhang. Though he hadn't succeeded in spirit evolution, he was familiar with the field. He stared at that face, incredulously. "You actually split out a second personality in the spiritual world... No! It's not a second personality, you're trying to fool me!"
At that moment the real Xu Huo appeared behind him, swiping a materialized sword forged of psychic power at his neck!
With Xue Lang's speed, it wasn't hard to dodge this sword, not to mention he had props for defense. But after his props proved ineffective against Xu Huo, the young version of Xu Huo in front re-liquidized his legs, wrapping them around Xue Lang's feet.
