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

In an instant, countless gazes focused on Yan Xing.

Pity, surprise, ridicule, gloating…

In the past, although Yan Xing was also the center of attention, other people always looked at him with reverence or admiration. There had never been a situation like today.

Yan Xing's pale face turned purple when he noticed the gazes around him. His hands were clenched tightly, and he didn't even notice his nails had dug into his flesh.

He lowered his head. His eyes were red and filled with hatred.

"He's reached Perfection in Blazing Sun Palm!"

His eyesight was very sharp, and he immediately saw the value of Lin Shen's attack just now.

That was a sign unique to Perfection-level Blazing Sun Palm!

Soaring Ranking