PFC Chapter 12749
Chapter 12749
Chapter 12749
Only Long Hongxiu's lone 512 points were at the very bottom, separated from the four-digit and five-digit scores above by an insurmountable chasm.
But no one cared about her anymore.
All eyes were on Lin Yi.
He was the last one.
Outside the light screen, onlookers argued in hushed tones.
"Guess what kind of achievements our Lord of Tianjun will have?"
"Is there even a question? It's definitely a commanding lead, it's a sure thing!"
"not necessarily!"
“I also think that the rules this time are not entirely based on hard power. Shen Jun benefited from the fact that the clone was too weak. The adult original was too strong, and his ten-year-old self would not be weak either. We can’t calculate it like that.”
Amidst the murmurs, Lin Yi stepped onto the stage.
There were no unnecessary movements, not even a warm-up; he simply stood still and waited for the clone to refresh.
Then he made his move.
Unhappy.
Lin Yi's movements maintained a constant speed from the very first strike, neither increasing with the number of opponents nor slowing down due to stamina depletion.
It's like doing something extremely familiar, so familiar that it doesn't require any deliberate effort or extra reaction.
Ten-year-old clones kept appearing and disintegrating around him.
The specks of light fluttered down, like silent falling snow.
Five hundred... one thousand... three thousand... five thousand...
The kill count is steadily climbing and is approaching the five-figure mark!
The crowd outside the venue fell silent, and everyone involuntarily held their breath.
The smile on Shen Jun's face gradually froze.
Until just now, he was still calculating what level of reward he could get, but now he could only watch helplessly as Lin Yi rapidly approached, and he was about to step into thin air!
This is the reward for the arrival of the race track; you'll get at least mid-level divine gear!
For a rogue cultivator like him, who has neither strength nor background, let alone intermediate-level divine equipment, even the divine fragments that come with it are already a coveted and precious resource!
If I miss this opportunity, I'll regret it for the rest of my life!
At this moment, Lin Yi, who was in the middle of the scene, was completely focused and silently calculating in his mind.
"It's almost at the critical threshold of stasis!"
At this density of clones, dodging becomes meaningless.
Anyone caught in the situation will be controlled; the only difference is whether it happens a second earlier or later.
Shen Jun's clone was so weak that if it hadn't reached this threshold and been controlled to death, it would have had a chance to reach even higher levels.
In contrast, Lin Yi...
His clones are far stronger than Shen Jun and far stronger than ordinary people, and the critical point comes much earlier!
Once the first stun is triggered, a whole chain of control will follow, and you'll be controlled to death.
"coming!"
Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't delay any longer. The three-zhang-tall Dharma image behind him suddenly stretched out, solidifying from nothingness into a blazing red sun.
The sun shines brightly.
The light swept out like a tsunami, leaving no blind spots or gaps.
Thousands of ten-year-old clones vanished silently in the same instant, leaving not even a trace.
Light particles danced in the air, like snowflakes flowing backwards.
The rules are immediately updated—doubled!
Melt again—four times the original size!
Eight times!
Sixteen times!
Only when all sixteen copies turned into a shower of light did the great sun finally exhaust its power.
Lin Yi stopped and withdrew from the light circle, since there was no point in persisting any longer.
The numbers above the screen flickered and then slowly came to a stop.
168,000.
The entire room fell silent.
Shen Jun opened his mouth, but it felt like a stone was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word for a long time.
The reward I was about to receive is gone.
The thought swirled in his mind three times, but it failed to evoke any emotion.
When the gap becomes too large, even disappointment seems pretentious.
The silence lasted for a full ten seconds.
At this moment, Long Hongxiu suddenly raised her head.
She took a deep breath, turned around, and faced the other eight challengers and the large audience.
"Everyone!"
Her voice was high-pitched and slightly shrill, like the cry of a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood.
"Did everyone see that clearly?"
She pointed at Lin Yi, her fingertips trembling slightly: "He's so strong, the track rewards are just icing on the cake for him, but what about us?"
She paused, her gaze sweeping eagerly across the faces of the eight people, trying to find a trace of resonance among them.
Some people turned their faces away, some lowered their eyelids, and some remained expressionless.
No one responded.
Long Hongxiu was not discouraged. She took a deep breath and spoke in a sincere, trembling voice:
"We come from humble beginnings, with no resources or connections. We fight with all our might just to grab that tiny bit of opportunity..."
As she spoke, her eyes reddened even more; they were truly red.
Then she suddenly turned to Lin Yi, tears finally rolling down her cheeks: "Lord of Tianjun, since you are so strong, why can't you give the opportunity to someone who needs it more?"
Still, no one responded.
Even the onlookers on the periphery were unusually quiet.
Long Hongxiu took a step forward, her voice growing increasingly mournful: "The strong always get stronger, and the weak always get weaker. Is that fair?"
"If you truly have the magnanimity of a strong person, you should voluntarily give up your ranking and let those of us who really need the rewards go to us!"
After she finished speaking, her chest heaved violently, and she stubbornly raised her face.
Tears still clung to her cheeks, but she slightly raised her chin, as if her words were not a plea, but a righteous assertion, a cry finally uttered by the oppressed.
The surroundings remained quiet.
No one echoed or refuted the sentiment; everyone remained collectively silent.
Shen Jun lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.
Only Long Hongxiu remained in that slightly raised head posture, waiting for a response.
All she got in return was a sneer.
"Idiot."
From the crowd outside, Cao Mang scoffed without hesitation: "He has no real skills, yet he tries to use moral blackmail."
The rest of the supporters immediately followed suit, their sarcastic remarks rising and falling.
With Lin Yi's current prestige in Tianjun, he has no shortage of supporters.
Not to mention that Long Hongxiu's behavior was already disliked, even if she were completely right, few people would stand on her side.
After all, she was on the opposite side of Lin Yi.
In an instant, Long Hongxiu became the target of public criticism.
However, she remained unmoved and fearless, even raising her chin even higher.
It wasn't that she was stubborn, but that she believed she held the truth in her hands.
The principle that the strong make way for the weak is true everywhere!
No matter how strong Lin Yi is, he must bow down to the truth, or he will bring about his own destruction!
Throughout history, countless arrogant and powerful figures have ultimately fallen in this way: they were not defeated by their opponents, but by the principles of nature and the hearts of the people.
Even someone as strong as Lin Yi is no exception.
Seeing her expression, everyone couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances.
So this woman wasn't pretending to be stupid; she genuinely believed she had the power of justice?
Several challengers in the arena had their eyes darting around and their lips moving, but ultimately remained silent.
If Long Hongxiu's words really worked, they would naturally be more than happy to accept them.
But to say that he publicly echoed it?
They're not that stupid.