Just like that, more and more shadows appeared.

Two hours later, Yang Ye was fighting 12 of them!

However, Yang Ye found it getting more and more difficult to persist in such battles.

Outside the Asura Grounds.

Zhi’er spoke softly, “What’s his limit?”

Uncle Guan pondered deeply for a moment and said, “20!”

Zhi’er had a trace of complicated emotions in her eyes, “If he really can fight 20, then his natural talent is sufficient to be entered amongst the famous geniuses of our race!”

Uncle Guan nodded, “He’s worthy of it!”

Zhi’er gazed at the Asura Grounds, “Unfortunately, he isn’t a part of our race.”

Uncle Guan fell silent.

…

In the Asura Grounds.

There were 20 shadows around Yang Ye, and all of them were images of himself.

Defend!

Yang Ye had adopted a defensive stance, and he only responded to their attacks. Because if he tried to attack, they would rain down a storm of attacks upon him. He wasn’t able to defend himself against something like that!

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