Jiang Chen said, "Good."
With a Thin Sword in his hand, Jiang Chen slashed at the air three times. "Three moves are up, your turn! I've heard you're ranked fifth among the younger generation of experts. I'd very much like to see for myself."
Zhang Mozhi moved in an instant, his body transforming into afterimages as he dashed towards Jiang Chen, his speed so fast he seemed like a ghostly apparition.
Jiang Chen quickly retreated, shock evident in his heart.
Just then, as Zhang Mozhi ran, he suddenly split into three afterimages.
What the hell? A clone technique? No, this isn't a clone technique. It's an optical illusion created by reaching extreme speeds. Only one figure is real, not three separate afterimages.
"What's going on? Why are there three people?"
"Those aren't three people. Those are the afterimages of the All-encompassing Skill, incredibly fast. To the naked eye, there seem to be three afterimages, but only one figure is real."
"How can you tell them apart?"
