The clone was very angry. He indeed had everything in Ning Fan's body, but he was evil in his heart.
He burst out his strength and rushed towards Ning Fan decisively, but Ning Fan was not willing to be outdone and stamped his feet and rushed over.
"boom!!!"
The two fists collided, and Ning Fan felt a little struggling and couldn't help but retreat.
The clone let out a ferocious laugh: "I have said that my power is superior to yours, and I am the real God with a Thousand Faces."
"You're just a clone."
The battle between the two broke out again, because without the blessing of true energy, the competition was all about the strength of the body, punching to the flesh, and every punch could cause a huge explosion of punch pressure.
The battle below was extremely fierce, and in a laboratory, Lina was asking the staff to collect Ning Fan's power.
"I didn't expect that although most of his power has been suppressed, he can still explode so much. It's really amazing." The staff said in surprise.
Lina didn't speak. She walked to the window and looked at the battle below, and then said lightly: "If he can't even defeat this clone, then the master will not choose him."
"Roar!!!"
The battle between the two continued, and the clone's power was obviously slightly higher than Ning Fan's, and they gradually gained the upper hand.
But Ning Fan was not a person willing to admit defeat. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "If this is all your power, then you really don't deserve it."
"If you still say this when you are about to die, let me completely replace you."
The clone jumped up high and gathered all its strength to punch down.
But Ning Fan didn't move at all, but murmured: "You let him irritate me because you just want to see what other abilities I have, then I will help you."
Suddenly, Ning Fan's eyes were suddenly covered in blood, and he showed an extremely evil smile: "It's time for me to take action."
A ball of black energy suddenly appeared in his hand and condensed into a large black scythe.
He slashed forward violently, and in just the blink of an eye, dozens of cuts had been made.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The clone was chopped into countless pieces of meat in mid-air, all of which fell to the ground and died just like that.
Ning Fan still had an evil smile, looking at the pieces of meat on the ground, and said sarcastically: "Trash is just trash, and you still want to become a god."
In the laboratory above, the staff was extremely surprised: "Miss Lina, his values are off the charts and cannot be calculated at all."
Lina didn't answer, her pupils gradually shrank.
Because at this moment, Ning Fan could actually see her location through the one-way glass, showing an extremely evil smile.
"Save the data and go." Lina didn't linger.
She knew that Ning Fan had released his inner demons, and now he had become an even more terrifying existence.
"Boom!!!"
The door to the fighting arena below was directly blasted to pieces by Ning Fan. Facing him was a row of heavily armed security personnel who immediately pulled the trigger.
The gun in his hand spit out tongues of flame, and a dense barrage of bullets shot through.
Ning Fan glanced at them disdainfully, then turned into a black shadow and rushed out, raising the knife in his hand...
"Tsk tsk tsk!!!"
In just the blink of an eye, ten heavily armed security personnel were all cut in half by the black sickle condensed in Ning Fan's hand.