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

The muffled sounds went on and on.

Yuan Lifei's saber had always been fast and unstoppable, but it had now met its nemesis.

No matter how the saber slashed and cut, apart from creating sparkles in the dark golden light that covered Lin Shen, it was unable to cause any damage to him.

Yuan Lifei had never fought such an irritating battle before. He was so angry that his face became darker and darker. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

In that case, he would beat this kid until his spiritual essence was exhausted, and he couldn't use this Physical Enhancement technique anymore!

Ding Leng was watching on the side, and he was experienced in battles. He quickly saw through Yuan Lifei's plan and nodded to himself.

The Brave Victory (2)