Lemon Slices

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone's golden finger.
"Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger."
"Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill... Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!"
"Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!"
"Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!"
...
"You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!"
"What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?"
"Don't try to outnumber me cuz you can't!"

I Have Countless Clones

Without the help of the cat general, Hao Tu was no match for Lin Shen and Clone 3.

While Hao Tu was flustered, Lin Shen activated the Shadows movement technique. In a flash, he instantly appeared behind Hao Tu and struck his back.

With the help of his Pure Yang body, Lin Shen's Blazing Sun Palm was as powerful as one that had reached Perfection. In an instant, a fierce, blazing force transformed into a violent wave that struck out.

Feeling the threat coming from behind him, Hao Tu immediately felt his scalp tingle, and the fear of death instantly enveloped him.

He shouted in shock and anger. Without thinking, he turned around and counterattacked. His five fingers curved into claws that tore through the air and grabbed fiercely at Lin Shen's incoming palm.

Unexpectedly, Lin Shen's strike was only a red herring. He swayed and dodged to the side to avoid Hao Tu's claw. He wouldn't fight Hao Tu head-on at all.

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