My doppelganger drama

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In the imperial army formation, a man wearing dark gold heavy armor and holding a golden halberd stood quietly.

Samuel is a divine knight.

He was originally the legitimate son of the emperor of the empire, but he was born with a golden light in his eyes. He was quickly sent to the sect to receive baptism and became the holy son of the sect.

In his hands, all the magical arts of faith seemed to have been mastered by nature, and he could even innovate and bring out new ones, showing the power of divine skills.

At the age of ten, the mind matures, and at the age of twelve, the physical development is completed, and he is inspired to open up territories for the empire, preach the gospel of the gods, and bring light to the world.

At the age of sixteen, Samuel, who had repeatedly made meritorious deeds on the battlefield, was awarded the title of God-given Knight. He was recognized by both the state religion and the empire, and his strength was unfathomable.

Now, at the age of twenty-three, his prestige in the empire has even vaguely surpassed that of the Pope. In the national popularity vote, he is only lower than the supreme god, with the Pope in third place and the Emperor in tenth place.

However, Samuel, who had never been defeated in his military career, suffered a major defeat a few years ago and met what he considered his lifelong enemy.

In the blitzkrieg against the dynasty, the Imperial Knights of the Imperial Army, led by him, moved forward in an unstoppable manner. The cavalry crushed large swaths of the dynasty's territory, and was even about to take the capital directly.

Then, he met the punch falling from the sky.

That punch caused heavy casualties to his army and stopped the empire's progress abruptly.

He didn't really confront the opponent, but firstly, he failed to react to the punch, and secondly, he failed to continue to bring victory to the country. He was extremely upset and could only make an emergency retreat with the remaining troops.

As he was retreating, he glanced back and saw a figure that was far from tall, but it was like a heavy mountain weighing on his heart.

Samuel realized that this was a trial.

He has reached maturity, and the trial given to him by the gods has arrived.

Only by defeating the old enemy arranged by heaven can he truly complete the mission of the Son of God and be worthy of the name of a god-given knight.

It's a pity that in the next few years, the opponent seemed to be keeping a low profile and rarely saw the opponent on the frontal battlefield. We only often heard that he was active on the sidelines to relieve the pressure on the dynasty.

Although he was puzzled, Samuel was not impatient. He also needed more precipitation before he could have the confidence to face the dynasty's martial god.

But now, this moment seems to have arrived suddenly.

But he was not surprised. He was already prepared to meet this fateful enemy.

Looking at the figure walking slowly on the desert in front of me, memories from a few years ago came to my mind again.

The hands holding the euphorbia shook slightly, but quickly and steadily.

All troops! Disperse! he shouted.

The troops under his command quickly spread to both sides, leaving a spacious space between the two.

Even Samuel could feel a mountain of pressure in front of Fu Kong, let alone these ordinary soldiers and knights.

Samuel also understood this and let them forcefully participate in the battle between the two, which was just to let his army die.

This battle is destined to belong only to them.

The white horse covered with golden armor, and Samuel had been going through life and death since childhood. They understood each other and took Samuel closer to Fu Kong.

Gradually, the sound of tapping horse hooves became louder, and the horses galloped!

Samuel leaned forward, his eyes stern under his heavy helmet.

As for Fu Kong, when the white horse accelerated to its highest point, he paused.

boom!

Just like the roar of a cannonball, it only takes a moment for the speed to go from zero to a high point!

【break】!

Unparalleled fist power swept toward Samuel. Samuel's whole body and even the white horse flashed a large number of holy seal prayers. His momentum increased by several levels, and the big halberd was swung hard at Fu Kong!

boom!

Centered around the meeting point between the two, a violent explosion occurred, and the ferocious shock wave carried wind and waves blowing around, making everyone in the Imperial Legion tremble with fear.

The smoke and dust broke through, and the huge figure that appeared sideways was Samuel!

The heavy armored cavalry, including men and horses, and a man who was wearing only loose training uniforms and whose height was not as tall as the white horse, faced a frontal impact, and it was actually the victory of the man with no clothes on his body!

this!

that is!

Wu!

Fukong felt the force feedback from his fist, and his face showed joy.

Although crushing destiny is the main purpose of his coming here, Fukong has indeed been silent for too long. Tangled up in all kinds of trivial matters, and worrying about the shackles wrapped around me.

The other party is also a hero of the generation. This kind of pleasure that can be obtained in this world has not been experienced for a long time since entering Zhenwu!

A smile appeared on his face, and his fists and kicks became more ferocious.

Samuel was so pressed that he couldn't lift his head for a moment. He gritted his teeth and raised the forelimbs of the white horse, and the golden surging energy was shaken down!

【null】.

Fu Kong met it with both hands and took the blow head-on.

However, the golden energy passed over his body and poured into the ground, creating a huge depression. While the dust was flying, the cracks actually showed a huge holy seal!

Pray again!

The golden halberd stabbed swiftly and fiercely. Fu Kong's hands were as gentle as water, changing from the initial toughness and bravery, and sorted out all the messy golden light one by one.

Samuel's white horse flashed one after another on this desert that was dyed golden, as if teleporting, and euphorbias attacked from all directions.

He opened and closed one move after another, and the magic raised his all-round power to a god-like level. A halberd struck down a ravine deep into the ground.

The Imperial Legion has already left in a hurry, these two men are simply going to change the terrain here!

Samuel really put pressure on Fukong, his steps were staggered one after another, and his [Song] was actually unable to be sorted out!

The golden halberd passed through Fu Kong's hands and pressed hard against his chest!

boom!

Fukong retreated violently, and after some distance, he kicked the ground with his hind legs. The ground shook, and all the rocks, soil, and dust were stomped and flew high into the sky.

Samuel held his breath——

[Shocking the sky]!

Fu Kong waved his hands and punched out, and the terrifying platinum cyclone rushed towards Samuel.

Samuel immediately turned sideways, and the holy seals flashed on his horse and free arm one after another, condensing into a solid arc shield, which withstood the impact of [Shocking the Sky]!

Gradually, the white horse let out an overwhelmed wail.

Ahhhhh- Samuel also yelled with all his strength.

The spreading power spread to the mountains behind him.

Bang!

Several mountains collapsed!

Samuel thrust out the halberd with all his strength, and the force dissipated a lot of the powerful cyclone, and he successfully dispersed it!

But just as he defused the blow, Fukong was already approaching quickly, with a flamboyant smile on his face that was somewhat inconsistent with his usual image: Okay, okay! You are the first one in the world who can block my move, then Try this again!”

He couldn't help but talk too much.

The evil spirit surged and the murderous intention condensed. What Samuel felt this time was real death!

【Destroy】!

Fu Kong's body stopped briefly while turning in mid-air, and then struck down with a punch, like a meteor of destruction!

Supreme God! Grant me the strength to overcome the trial! Samuel shouted, holding the halberd high in both hands!

The devout prayer conveys pure faith, the golden branches twine and grow, and the last true golden flower blooms.

He has matured and broken through himself!

The supreme prayer, facing that devastating punch!

——

On the plateau, a basin appeared.

The strong wind howled, Fu Kong slowly stepped forward and came to the fallen figure.

The armor was broken, and the white horse had fallen to the ground and closed its eyes. Samuel, who had lost his thick helmet, revealed his golden hair and his handsome and young face.

How old?

Two three.

You are a genius.

Just a genius, but far inferior to you.

After saying that, the golden light in Samuel's eyes completely dimmed.

Fukong was silent for a moment, which was a small token of awe for his opponent.

Then, he looked up at the sky.

This is just the beginning.