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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 · 玄幻
分數不夠
350 Chs

Selfishness

編輯: Henyee Translations

As soon as Qiao He finished speaking, the square fell silent.

The group of new students looked at each other in silence.

Zhou Peijun was at the seventh level of Qi Transformation. He was considered one of the best new students, but he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Qiao He.

Those who were weaker than Zhou Peijun would only be humiliated if they went up.

It was only then that many new students realized that this guided battle wasn't as simple as they had imagined.

Although the senior students in front of them were the weakest in the Nine Yang Academy, they were undoubtedly very troublesome enemies for the new students!

Of course, Qiao He had clearly not broken through to the Long Breath Stage yet. No matter how strong he was, there was still a limit.