The second puppet’s palm strike struck the air, almost causing the second puppet to lose its balance on the spot.
Ying frowned slightly.
“Self-dispelling clones? It’s similar to death. There are only four left now. It’s impossible for him to summon new clones within a short period of time.”
Puppet Number Two did not stop. It quickly approached the nearby flame burst clones.
Lin Xuan continued to move forward, his expression unperturbed.
Throwing away a car to protect himself was obviously the best choice when facing a powerful opponent like Ying.
He had been holding onto this thought since the beginning of his escape.
But how to throw away a car was also a science.
When the clone died, the skills would enter a long cooldown.
Even if his skill was upgraded from the clone technique to the advanced clone technique and then to the avatar, the punishment of the clone’s death would always be there.
