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I Have Countless Clones

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!"

Lemon Slices · Eastern
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350 Chs

Advancing to Black Rank, Risk, and Opportunity (1)

Editor: Henyee Translations

Just as the square was bustling with noise, on a wooden building a thousand meters away, four or five people in long robes with extraordinary bearings saw the scene just now with different expressions.

If a senior student was here, he would be able to recognize that the people standing there were all tutors and heads of the academy.

The leader was Si Yuanpei, one of the three institute heads of the lower house.

"Forbidden Golden Armor…"

Si Yuanpei muttered to himself. There was no change in his expression.

After a moment, he spoke again.

"Master Ke."

Ke Ya immediately took a step forward.

"Yes, Master Si. What can I do for you?"

"Is there a vacancy for Black-rank disciples?"

Ke Ya thought for a moment and replied,