My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Teaching a Little Twerp a Lesson, Eight Gates!?

It was a rather tall boy with short black hair and red eyes, with a scrawny face.

There was a hint of coldness in his face as he surveyed the place, a surprise flickering in his eyes when it landed upon him and he couldn’t contain it:

"How are you faster than me?"

Chun Ma shrugged with nonchalance.

The boy walked up to him, much taller than him, with a ferocious expression, clutching the sword in his arms.

"Sword, huh."

Chun Ma thought as he remained calm and withdrew his gaze as the boy’s shadow cast a loom over him.

"Hello, it’s a surprise you managed to come out faster than me," he said with a friendly smile as he extended his hand for a handshake.

"I see." Chun Ma stood up casually and took his hand, his hand bloody and disfigured.

Even with regeneration, his wounds were healing at a frustratingly slow pace.

The boy flinched slightly at the sight of Chun Ma’s bloody hands, but his smile only widened.

"You’ve got great willpower. It’ll be fun to compete with you."

He tightened his grip.

Chun Ma’s hands were already burning, and now they felt like they were disappearing entirely. The pain was no joke. Yet, amidst the agony...

A strange clarity emerged. Chun Ma’s eyes sharpened, and he gripped back with a little bit of his strength.

The two stood like sportsmen exchanging a respectful handshake, but there was an underlying hidden tension cooking.

Crack!

A crisp sound of breaking echoed in the surrounding. The short black-haired boy knelt on the ground on his knees, crying in pain with tears and snots all over his face.

"Ahh, let me gooo..." he cried.

Chun Ma didn’t relent; he still firmly held the boy’s hand:

"Weren’t you strong just now? Where did your bravado go?"

His cold voice was like the devil’s whisper to the body as bone-cracking crisp sounds continuously resounded.

Until it felt like the entire hand’s bone was completely broken.

Only then did he let go of the hand. Chun Ma sat on the ground again with calmness and coldness.

The boy lay on the ground with a broken expression and widened eyes.

The bearded man at the center only snickered when he saw the scene.

Soon, the third figure broke the wall. This time, it was a girl with blue hair and a purple dress. She looked at the two who were already there with puzzled eyes before a hint of a mysterious smirk appeared. She tiptoed her way to Chun Ma and extended her hand:

"Hello, my Rim Soo-Yun."

Chun Ma took her hand curiously and shook it. Unlike that little twerp, she didn’t have any negative intention; she just shook and withdrew:

"You seem so strong, which clan are you from?"

"None," Chun Ma spoke in a cold tone.