This punch flew out, and the girl in the picture was knocked to the ground, crying out in pain.
Why was it possible to hit this girl?
This is a Technique of the Shadow Play Machine. It creates images with solid forms, and they even have a certain combat ability.
Hong Ying threw another punch. The girl begged for mercy continuously, and the Projector joined in pleading, "This is a woman I imagined, not a villain, please show mercy, Lady!"
"Imagined?" Hong Ying looked at the Projector and asked, "Which Taoist Sect are you from?"
The Projector replied, "I am a Shadow Cultivator born for art."
"Shadow Cultivator?" Hong Ying sneered coldly, her imposing presence bearing down. "I've seen Shadow Cultivators; they don't use techniques like this. What you're using is the Fake Moving Skill!"
The Projector was very puzzled. "Lady, I don't understand what you mean. I've never learned any Fake Moving Skill."
"Still playing dumb with me!" Hong Ying drew her Short Knife from her waist.
