Chapter 79: The trial concludes.
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"Dammit, I've been walking for so long," Oasis thought as he moved through the endless passage.

"I've met myself a dozen times, but it doesn't end," he mused, feeling a blend of frustration and determination.

Oasis kept moving forward, not knowing how long he had been walking or how many trials he had passed. Yet, his resolve had not wavered.

"Huh! Another me. Let's get this over with," Oasis muttered, spotting another version of himself in the endless passage and rushing toward him without hesitation.

His other version evaded the attack, leaving afterimages behind and a trail of blue flames.

"Dancing Phoenix!" Oasis thought, recognizing the technique.

"This is me when I entered this passage. I'm certain of it."

"Dammit, it means we are equal in strength. This trial doesn't end. What am I doing wrong?"

Oasis wondered, recalling all the versions of himself he had fought and defeated after reaching this place.

Oasis and his other version fought on equal footing, exchanging blows and usi
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