My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly!-Chapter 66: Chun Ma vs White-Devil!

Chun Ma’s instincts ran in alarm, his back shivered with coldness.

He hurriedly used his Will and ducked to the ground.

Even so, the katana’s slash was too fast and furious, it missed his neck but slashed at his skull.

Blood dripped on the ground as Chun Ma was sent forward by a few steps.

Chun Ma didn’t have the time to turn around, he used the momentum and rolled on the ground, rapidly dodging the katana behind him.

He rolled and rolled until he reached the wall. Using the wall as support, he quickly stood up and punched behind him without looking.

The katana and the fist collided with a bang!

Unfortunately, this time, the katana won in the end as blood dripped from his strong hands. His skin was swiftly cut, but his hand bones couldn’t be!

The katana stopped, halted in its momentum.

Chun Ma gathered his Will with the Atherion energy from his meridian and punched with the other fist at the exact same time.

The fist quickly landed on the stomach of the attacker, sending him back by a few steps.

"Oh?" A surprised voice sounded despite the attack.

"You have quite the strength, little brat."

Chun Ma finally looked up to see the face of the attacker, and it was none other than the white-masked devil man.

"I see, so you were the one who instructed them to attack me?"

"You don’t seem to be so surprised."

The white devil asked while his fingers smoothly slid the blades of his katana.

"Why would I be surprised? Only a person in your position is able to silently transfer all these people here without alerting anyone present."

Chun Ma spoke calmly.

"Not bad, you know your stuff, huh?"

The white devil snickered. "Unfortunately, you have met your match already. Even if you are the strongest genius of the cult, even greater than the cult founder himself, you must die today, and no one can stop it."

"Are you so sure?"

Chun Ma took a fighting position, a large blurry figure appearing behind him, its figure strikingly similar to him.

"Haha, as expected of the greatest genius, you have truly already reached the Third-stage Martial Realm, but," behind the white devil, a black stainless katana appeared, "Not enough."

Swish!

Chun Ma only felt a tearing pain, and an alarm rang in his heart.

So he could only defend using his strong arms to guard his chest without looking.

And the katana struck his hand almost immediately.

Luckily, his strong arms defended it.

The giant behind Chun Ma attacked the man, only for the katana behind the white devil to attack as well.

For a moment, both the katana and the giant were evenly matched.

But the same couldn’t be said about the fight between Chun Ma and the white devil, as he was pushed back bit by bit, ever so slightly, without any resistance.

The white devil was simply faster than him, and Chun Ma couldn’t counter back at all.

So he did what every insane man would do...

In one exchange, he loosened his arm muscles as much as he could, and the katana sank right into his arms, cutting through half his bones before getting stuck.

"Die."

Chun Ma spoke coldly, and threw a punch without mercy at the white devil.

"Hmph." The white devil only snorted before letting go of the katana and taking out another katana just at the right moment to defend against his fist.

But, just then!

Chun Ma’s fist glittered with starlight and bent the blade of the katana before making its way straight to the head of the white devil.

"How—!?"

Bang!

A bone-breaking sound resounded as the fist landed, and the white devil was sent through the air, crash-landing into the wall without mercy.

"Come on, the fight is just getting started. Are you giving up already?"

Chun Ma cracked his neck with an expressionless face. Even though his skull was bleeding and there were injuries after injuries on his arms, this was nothing for him. His regeneration was already kicking in, and he was recovering rapidly. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

The white devil stood up, violently coughing blood from his mask. He looked at Chun Ma with disbelief:

"Just what are you?"

"As I said countless times, I am Chun Ma."

Chun Ma’s figure rapidly appeared in front of him as the starlight shimmered in his fist to attack him, countless invisible fists and kicks raining down on the man.

The white devil wasn’t to be left behind, even when he was injured, as he muttered quietly:

"Devil’s Plum Blossom First Art: Thousand Bloody Roses."

Chun Ma’s nose twitched. He smelled...

’The smell of blood?’

He looked from the corner of his eyes as the giant katana transformed into a blood-red rose, its petals directly attacking and cutting the giant, then launching straight at him.

Just looking at it, Chun Ma was already soaked in cold sweat:

"Just what is that bloody thing?"

The petals of the roses made Chun Ma afraid. His step quickened, and he was just mere inches away from killing the white devil.

"Die." His starlight-infused fist landed right into the white devil’s head, but his figure disappeared midway through, merging with the red rose, hovering in the air.

The fist continued on its path and landed on the walls, causing the entire wall to completely collapse.

"Ho."

Taking a deep breath, Chun Ma looked at the red petals with a frown:

"This is going to be a completely drawn-out battle."

Still, he was steady in his mind and calm in his heart. He took a breath of cold air, ready for a drawn-out battle.

But just then, a shield appeared in front of him, defending against all the petals for him.

Chun Ma looked at the old woman who had appeared at some point in time and hugged him:

"It’s fine, child, you are completely safe now."

A cry rang out in front of him, but Chun Ma’s vision was blocked, so he couldn’t completely see what was going on. His body had taken a toll on him, and his eyes dimly closed as he drifted off to sleep.

He was already tired and sleepy. He had not only broken through the Third-stage Martial realm, but his sanity had also been injured in the Martial space. Not to mention, fighting those people and battling the white devil had taken another toll.

Although his body might be completely fine, his mind wasn’t!

So he slept...