Chapter 12597

Chapter 12597

Everyone around turned to look.

However, not many people objected.

In the past, the Five Saints of the aristocratic families were indeed high above, and no one could rival them, let alone dare to harbor the slightest thought of disrespect.

But times have changed.

With the fall of the Killing Saint, his lineage was collectively expelled. As for the Eating Saint, although he was still safe and sound, he had also made a mistake when the track arrived.

While the aura of superiority may not have completely collapsed, at least the filter that people have in mind has been largely removed.

While there is still some apprehension, it doesn't mean that the moment the other party shows up, one will completely lose confidence.

Moreover, the person who said this was no nobody.

Qin Wenzhong (Tomb of Qin Wen)

The Qin family's last shred of dignity as a top-tier aristocratic family.

Although the resources he could access were not comparable to those of the likes of Di Qingfan due to the decline of the Qin family, there was no substantial difference between them in terms of personal qualities.

In some situations, he even manages to gain a slight advantage.

If he were to face the Food Saint alone, he would naturally have no chance of winning. However, in an environment like the arrival of the racetrack, it's hard to say who will emerge victorious.

"The End Emperor has arrived too!"

The crowd exclaimed again.

In their eyes, the current situation was no longer enough to deal with the Six-Zhang Dharma Form of the Great Emperor.

However, the most mainstream explanation for Zhao Shirong's death is that he was killed by the Terminator, which naturally raises a different level of discussion.

First, there was the Killing Saint, then Zhao Shirong; both of these four-zhang-tall Dharma Aspect masters perished at the hands of the Ending Old Monster.

Such a record is rare even in the long history of Tianjun, and may even be unprecedented!

The only regret now is that the old monster hasn't publicly come forward to admit it.

Otherwise, once these two achievements are confirmed, the title of the number one player in Tianjun will directly change hands!

After all, Emperor Sheng, the recognized number one person in Tianjun, relied on his control over Tianjun, and did not have such a terrifying record to back it up.

Compared to the undeniable achievements in defeating the old monster, all the things Emperor Saint relied on were utterly insignificant.

Who knows, one day, the old monster might suddenly decide to kill Emperor Saint as well.

This possibility is not impossible.

Amidst the commotion, a race track message suddenly appeared above Tianshui Lake.

"Ten challengers will be randomly selected for this event, so please be prepared."

The entire audience erupted in another uproar.

In previous races, they were allowed to enter and take on the challenge. Whether they could emerge victorious or not was another matter, but at least they had the opportunity.

Now that it has suddenly become a random selection process, the chances have suddenly become slim.

Several top experts' expressions changed simultaneously.

Especially the culinary saint.

Regardless of what others think, as the only one of the Five Sages from a prominent family present, he is the strongest contender from any perspective.

Now, however, they may not even have a chance to play.

Even Lin Yi's expression was somewhat subtle at this moment.

Given the favor shown to him by his fellow villagers in the secular world, theoretically he shouldn't be denied a chance, but there's always a chance of something going wrong.

However, since this was something beyond his control, Lin Yi quickly calmed down.

They come, the security.

"Clone Challenge: Each challenger will generate a clone upon entering the arena. The clone's strength is only one-tenth of the challenger's."

"Whenever a clone dies, a new clone will be generated immediately."

"Limited time: 15 minutes."

"Kill the challenger who has the most clones of themselves and you will receive twenty Godhood Fragments, plus a beginner-level Divine Equipment Chest."

The scene erupted in another roar.

Lin Yi's expression was strange: "The stronger I am, the weaker I become; the weaker I am, the stronger I become?"

This is also the first reaction of the vast majority of people.

Challenging one's own doppelganger is something many people are reluctant to face, because one wrong move could easily turn the situation into an extremely ugly and protracted struggle.

There is absolutely no way to take shortcuts.

Even if they eventually win, it's often a Pyrrhic victory.

The good news is that this is only one-tenth the strength of the clone, so the scene shouldn't be too bad.

At this moment, many recognized strongmen looked embarrassed, while many cultivators of average strength suddenly perked up.

After all, in theory, the weaker they are, the weaker the clones they create will be, making it easier to mow down enemies.

Lin Yi frowned slightly.

Based on the usual practices of people from secular circles, the rules are likely not limited to the ones that are publicly announced; there must be hidden rules as well.

Most importantly, there must be even more hidden rewards.

It's just a basic divine equipment chest, which is no longer worthy of this fellow countryman from the mortal world's status.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a beam of light, resembling a pillar of heaven, streaked back and forth along the lake. The crowd unconsciously held their breath, clearly indicating that this was a random selection process.

A moment later, the beam of light stopped.

Everyone fell silent.

"What? I got a girl doll?"

"What is she doing here?"

"Isn't this a terrible waste?"

Strictly speaking, she wasn't a little girl, but rather a girl who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old. Her body had grown up, but her face still had a touch of childishness.

She wasn't exactly beautiful, but she was pretty enough. Wearing a green dress, she exuded the air of a shy girl next door.

Suddenly becoming the center of attention, Ai Yuer blushed.

For a moment, I was at a loss.

The next second, the beam of light teleported her directly to the center of Tianshui Lake.

Everyone wore mocking expressions: "With her like this, forget about using a clone to challenge her, she'd be lucky to even survive drowning!"

As a result, Ai Yu'er looked flustered, but her feet were firmly planted on the water.

The waves below surged, but they only touched the soles of her shoes, not even touching the hem of her skirt, let alone causing her to fall into the water and embarrass herself.

This single move was enough to change the expression of most people present.

"Whose child is this?"

As everyone wondered, another figure appeared on the lake. In terms of temperament and appearance, it was exactly the same as Ai Yuer, without any difference.

At the same time, a 15-minute timer lit up in the sky.

Ai Yu'er stood there, stunned, clearly unable to react.

Everyone shook their heads at the sight.

"I really don't know how they chose them, what a waste of a spot!"

"What a waste of resources!"

At this moment, the clone on the other side had already launched an attack, and the Dao Dharma image that appeared behind it surprised everyone on the lakeside.

"A six-zhang (approximately 10 meters) Dharma form?"

"She's actually a six-zhang (approximately 33 meters) Dharma Aspect expert?"

Suddenly, everyone became even more curious about Ai Yuer's background.

While a six-zhang-tall Dharma Image might not be considered a top-tier expert in Tianjun, it is certainly not an insignificant figure; it is someone with a name and status.

Even among the top second-generation elites, those who can reach this level are extremely rare.

"Could it be an ace being secretly trained by some organization?"

As everyone was wondering what was going on, and seeing the clone getting close, Ai Yuer finally made a move.