100 Chapter 95 : Fighting the division masters part 7 (1/2)

Few seconds later.

” It's not good! My mana levels are dropping down at an alarming rate!

Curse this damn test track to begin with. If not for it, the time for my way of strength would not be limited to a short interval, and I wouldn't necessarily had to terminate it's use suddenly! ”

Mark cursed internally, he was also angry on levi, who was taking time recuperating, still he couldn't help but blame him for showing off his powers earlier.

Mark had to forcefully terminate his use in the way of strength, if not, he would surely had entered the state of mana deficit by now, and there would be no free hand available at that time to help him recuperate.

He started circulating his boundless impetus body, without a care, running in the direction opposite to the party of three where Levi was recuperating.

Before he could deploy this retreat strategy of his, he had taunted the puppets to a level where all their focus would necessarily be drawn towards him. Even the case where he necessarily had to run away from them for time being.

Mark had managed to sever off their legs at hair breath, by risking his life earlier. Though the puppets would naturally be healed at an alarming rate, mark reasoned that he would get enough time, before he may be able to create a large distance between them.

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After his use in the way of strength was stopped, mark started to feel his body getting heavier. All of a sudden large loads of gravity started to impose on him, ” Damn this test track! Why does it had to increase the difficulty right now? ” Mark cursed internally with enraged eyes.

The sudden change which was brought on the test track had once again prevailed over it again, but this time it started affecting marks performance by a large margin.

The flexibility with which mark was able to match the puppet before was no more. And under the advantage from surroundings, which were biased towards them, which imposed little or no additional weight on their bodies. The puppets would be able to caught with him in a matter of seconds to begin with.

” The hell with this unfairness! Didn't this test track made them a bit more over powered? And what's with this terrifying healing speed? ” Mark cursed internally, he turned back abruptly when a lingering sense of danger was hinting his brains.

The healing powers of the puppet had increased sharply which made its lost limb reattach within a second, severely affecting his escape plan.

A spear head which was giving dangerous vibes was closing to his head, present few feet away, that could kill him in a clean strike if underestimated.

Mark was startled, so were the spectators viewing the scenes from outside, seated in the flying ship above.

The sudden changes this time had not just increased the regenerative speed alone, but also increased the terrifying speed with which they were closing to mark.

Mark had to face them with all his might, despite the present circumstances he was facing to begin with.

Unless he had a death wish, he could continue running like a retard, much before the long spears in the puppets arm which would pierce the spear heads out his little head by then.

Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

When the first strike of the puppet was blocked, Mark hands trembled under the impact, his blades had almost slipped out his hands by the blood and sweat underneath, which accumulated within his little grasp, while sparring against these puppets earlier.

The puppet didn't waste it's time, as it had hasty turned towards its left, slightly, with the spear held in its left arm, stretched, wanted to strike the little head of mark as if it was a billiards ball to begin with.

With our mercy the puppets had followed its proceeding attack with consecutive strikes, with multiple afterimages and feints left behind in its course.

One after the other, and each were launched with the aim of piercing it out through the brains of mark.

With the experience from his old life, discerning the original ones from the fakesl was not a challenge to mark, Though the two blows which could not be dodged were parried, while the last strike was devastating, which almost made the marks body to judder under its might, and thrown him meters away in a snap.

Though mark managed to fend off it's blows, and used its kinetic energy to increase the net distance between them. The other puppet didn't give enough freedom for mark to do so.

Shortly following the three strikes, the other puppet present behind it has jumped meters above the ground, directly above its fellow puppet before landing on top it's shoulders and dashing towards mark the next second.

Dash!

As if they had imitated the moves, mark made on their fellow puppets before, the other spear bearing puppet had closed up to him, abruptly, shortening the distance he strategically had made earlier.

Boom!

Mark had yet to land on the floor, but the puppet above had not given sufficient time to let him guard well against its incoming blow.

Crash!

Like a baton which would be swung at high speed, above ones head with their chests wide open. The puppet used the spear as one, before making an abrupt roll, crashing the little figure of mark to the floor below, while its body was still present in air above him.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

luckily mark managed to land on the floor, with his feet wide open, before bringing up his guard to parry up the blows, that was going to incur on him shortly.

Immediately following it's attack the puppet landed on the floor, directly above him, and started launching over a series of attacks, one after the other, which had been thrown over marks body with intent of killing him.

As if each of it's attack were alive, the long spear made various serpentine courses, like a deadly viper which makes wavy movements before attacking it's prey.

With a short figure, when mark was parrying against them, he lost his balance and fell flat over the floor, flatly.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Though mark had fallen down to floor, he hasn't given up his guard to begin with.

He continued parrying against these unpredictable blows, with the little blades of his, limiting his zone of defense to his core areas, as it would necessarily decrease his area of protection, with increased feasibility.

Few seconds later.

To get out of these barrage of attacks, all I f a sudden mark crouched his body to that of a ball, and used his legs as a compressed spring and hitted hard against the puppets legs, before using that force of thrust to exit out the attack range, preserving his life.

Mark slided behind his back and reached few meters away from the puppet, but unfortunately was found few meters away from the green line which could not be crossed, the line which spectated the division four from division three, I.e, he reached the other end of the third division!