Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1043 - 492: Death Reduction

Chapter 1043: Chapter 492: Death Reduction

Luoyang’s third town, the Beast Fighting Arena.

Clone death matches only allow the original person to fight; if someone else intervenes, the number of clones immediately increases.

The great aunt was strong, fighting two against one, she still comfortably suppressed the other side.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this; the combat strength of the clones had not surpassed the originals, and they seemed less sentient, like robots, with relatively stiff choices in countering and striking back.

"It’s stable!"

Zhang Hao crossed his arms over his chest, thinking if she fought these low-intelligence clones, even ten of them wouldn’t be a concern.

Lin Baici lowered his head to look at his watch.

The three minutes were almost up, but the great aunt had only killed one.

"Auntie, faster!"

Lin Baici urged.

"Any faster and it could cause trouble!"

Ai Xuri thought Lin Baici was being too cautious.

Because the great aunt tried to quickly kill the two clones, she took hits from attacks that she could have dodged.

"You better listen to Little Linzi!"

Xia Hongyao backed him up.

"Brother!"

Ai Xuyue tugged at Ai Xuri to shut him up to avoid annoying Lin Baici.

The great aunt indeed listened to Lin Baici, aiming for a quick fight, but she was unaware of the three-minute limit, so she wasn’t very urgent.

In her opinion, ending the battle within five or six minutes was already quite fast.

After three minutes, a beam of light shot down from the large mirror on the dome, beginning to print a new clone.

The crowd immediately cried out in alarm upon seeing this.

"Damn, there’s more?"

Zhou Ziyang felt his scalp tingle.

"..."

Zhang Hao was stunned, looking towards Lin Baici—had the kid’s prediction been right again?

Was it a guess?

Or did he have some sort of ace up his sleeve?

"Tsk!"

Ai Xuri clicked his tongue, a picture of embarrassment.

"Look, I told you to keep quiet, Examiner Lin’s judgment is without question!"

Ai Xuyue scolded her brother, speaking loudly.

She purposely let everyone hear it and then apologized to Lin Baici, "I’m sorry, Examiner Lin, my brother is just a clueless small fry, please don’t mind him."

Lin Baici waved his hand, signaling that Ai Xuyue didn’t need to continue her apology.

"I told you before, just listen to Little Linzi, it’ll be fine!"

Xia Hongyao reaffirmed.

She, Gu Qingqiu, and Hua Yue Yu had long since become accustomed to Lin Baici’s excellence.

"I really am..."

The great aunt was deeply frustrated; had she listened to Lin Baici, although an aggressive approach risked injury, it would have been easier than fighting another clone.

This time, the great aunt went all out without concern for cost-effectiveness. She managed to take down two clones in three minutes but took a punch to the left face as the price, swelling it, but it was worth it.

"Thank you!"

The great aunt stood against the wall and thanked Lin Baici.

"Don’t mention it!"

Lin Baici looked up.

On those large mirrors on the dome, Zhou Ziyang’s image was reflected.

"It’s your turn!"

Zhang Hao patted Zhou Ziyang on the shoulder, "Good luck!"

"Don’t worry!"

Zhou Ziyang gave a thumbs up, grinned, and walked calmly towards the center of the Beast Fighting Arena.

This time, he had to beat the two clones beautifully and let everyone know that he, too, was very strong!

Four beams of light shot down from the mirrors on the dome, beginning to print clones.

"Damn, four?"

Zhou Ziyang was a bit stunned and anxious; he looked back at Lin Baici and Zhang Hao for an idea.

"Hurry up, four is too difficult!"

Ai Xuri shouted out, believing that if Zhou Ziyang didn’t kill the four clones within three minutes, the number of clones would only increase, making his chance of victory even slimmer.

"Can...can I handle this?"

Zhou Ziyang held a dagger, not daring to move because if the God Hunter attacked the clones before they finished printing, the number of clones would double.

Zhang Hao didn’t know this and so looked towards Lin Baici.

"You decide!"

Of course, Lin Baici didn’t know either.

Zhou Ziyang hesitated, but ultimately didn’t move.

Soon, four clones that looked exactly like Zhou Ziyang appeared and charged towards him.

The fight erupted.

Four against one, Zhou Ziyang couldn’t hold back any longer even if he wanted to.

Rock Fist!

Bang bang bang!

Clone after clone, Divine Grace bombarded Zhou Ziyang one after another.

Ah!

Zhou Ziyang roared, fighting as if his life depended on it. When he killed the first clone, a beam of light shot down from the dome’s mirror.

Three minutes were up.

"Fuck!"

Zhou Ziyang cursed, lunging towards the clone that was still being printed and viciously punched at its heart.

Shotgun blast!

Bang!

With Divine Power Infusion, flesh and blood from the clone’s back sprayed in all directions, blowing a large hole through it.

Thud!

The uncompleted clone died instantly, falling to the ground.

Everyone anxiously awaited the outcome of Zhou Ziyang’s desperate actions.

One second!

Two seconds!

Just when everyone thought this kind of clone could be killed, four beams of light shot down from the mirror on the dome.

"It’s over, as expected, it’s no use!"

Zhang Hao pinched his brow, certain of Zhou Ziyang’s demise.

Everyone looked uncomfortable.

The Little Merperson felt she was going to perish here.

Sigh!

She hated these rules that kept the strong from intervening.

"God Lin, think of something quick?"

Yang Zhi pleaded.

It wasn’t for Zhou Ziyang’s sake, but for his own. Facing four clones, he knew he could not win.

"God Lin, save me!"

Zhou Ziyang cried out for help, his expression filled with panic.

As the clones finished printing, a total of seven encircled Zhou Ziyang.

The outcome was inevitable.

Even though the clones had no intelligence, Zhou Ziyang couldn’t possibly win against them.

Soon, after getting hit on the head because he wasn’t quick enough at blocking, Zhou Ziyang started to be overwhelmed and was viciously beaten.

"The first time two, the second time four. What do you say, next time will there be six or eight?"

Long Miaomiao counted on her fingers with a serious expression.

"Six with addition, eight with multiplication!"

Fang Mingyuan took a sharp breath, despairing, "Anyway, at the very least, there will be four!"

For Fang Mingyuan, defeating two was an uncertain victory.

He was doomed.

[Don’t even think about going down to help him. If you do, you’ll have to fight a bunch of clones!]

[Solo pollution, you can only rely on yourself!]

Bang!

Zhou Ziyang was punched again and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up, but the clones bore down on him, raining punches and kicks.

"Help..."

Zhou Ziyang didn’t even finish shouting before his teeth were smashed to bits.

The sound of breaking bones was incessant, not just to see but even hearing it was enough to send chills down one’s spine.

In just over a dozen seconds, Zhou Ziyang was motionless.

Once the clones disappeared, only Zhou Ziyang remained at the scene, beaten beyond recognition.

Gulp!

Fang Mingyuan swallowed nervously, regretting coming back to participate in the license examination.

Everyone looked up.

On the dome’s large mirror, the third person was displayed.

It was Hua Yue Yu!

"Small Fish..."

Xia Hongyao turned to Lin Baici, "Little Linzi, you have to help her!"

In the High Ponytail’s heart, Lin Baici was still more reliable than Gu Qingqiu. When faced with trouble, her first thought was always Lin Baici.

Gu Qingqiu was racking his brains too, unable to find a solution. Hua Yue Yu was a goner.