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 violent airwaves swept in all directions with sharp sword energy. The surrounding people immediately fell back to avoid being accidentally injured.

Looking at the surging waves in the center of the square and the sword energy shooting in all directions, Yang Zhongyi was speechless.

"The disciples of the upper house are indeed powerful!"

Su Nian nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed on the battle on the field.

The other disciples were also watching intently.

It was rare for the disciples of the upper house to fight.

Even if it was a disciple rank challenge, not everyone would challenge the upper house disciples every time.

Moreover, the battle was different from ordinary competitions. It was a true life-and-death battle!

If they could learn something from it, it would be a considerable gain for them.

In the crowd, Lin Shen watched with flickering eyes.

He was the calmest among the lower house disciples.

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