My clone invades all realms

Chapter 56 Swordsmen's Duel

Luo Ya's two clones inherited all of the original body's strength and talent.

But there's one thing that the clone can't inherit.

The ability to divide the fruit.

The clone's strength is always in sync with Roja's main body, but Roja's main body is always slightly stronger than the clone.

This line is the Devil Fruit.

The hands of the Hunter clone and the Demon Slayer clone rested on Roya's shoulders, and their bodies turned into light, gradually merging into Roya's body.

The light engulfed Roya's body.

Sword Cup's pupils contracted, and he took a step back, focusing all his attention on the light.

An unknown change is taking place.

What does the other party want to do?

The light dissipated.

Roya, who was originally in the same spot, has completely changed his appearance.

Two identical heads appeared on his neck, and four new arms grew on both sides of his body.

The two original clones disappeared.

No, it should be said that it has merged with Roya's original body.

Three heads and six arms.

This is a brand new function developed by Roya for the Separate Fruit: Fusion.

The fusion itself cannot improve Roya's basic strength and speed, but the three-headed, six-armed form makes Roya's attacks have no blind spots, and his fighting style undergoes a qualitative change.

The Fruit of Separation has only demonstrated three abilities so far.

Clone, synchronization, fusion.

"Asura..."

Sword Cup's Adam's apple bobbed, and he squeezed out two words through his teeth.

The form before me is so similar to the battle demons in legends.

"What kind of fruit did you eat?"

Sword and Cup cannot understand.

From the previous spatial teleportation to the two identical clones, and now this ghostly and godlike appearance.

He initially thought they were just triplets.

Now it seems that the truth is far beyond his imagination.

"I am the person who ate the Fruit of Separation."

Roya's body sank slightly, each of his six arms gripping a sword hilt, the three long swords assuming three different stances.

"Divided fruits?"

Sword Cup's brows furrowed, unable to recall any information about the fruit.

There are many kinds of Devil Fruits on the sea, and one could not know them all even in a lifetime.

"Whoosh!"

Roya lost interest in the conversation, and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

"Water Breathing, Light and Shadow, Rippling Light!"

Roya's figure vanished from its original spot and reappeared directly in front of the sword cup the next moment.

With six arms and three long swords, he simultaneously unleashed slashes from three angles: above, middle, and below.

There is no order of precedence, no primary or secondary importance.

The three strikes were launched simultaneously.

"Clang! Clang!"

Sword Cup's nerves were stretched to the limit, and the knife in his hand burst forth at its fastest speed, blocking two attacks in front of him.

The sound of metal clashing pierced the eardrums.

"Whoosh!"

The third blade, without any resistance, sliced ​​through the sword cup's chest.

A line of blood burst open on his chest.

Roya's attacks did not stop; his three-headed, six-armed form completely transformed him into a killing machine.

The three swords attacked relentlessly, their blades weaving into a net that completely enveloped the sword cup.

Sword Cup could only barely hold on amidst the net of blades, constantly accumulating new wounds.

The previous Roya was about the same strength as him, the only difference being his understanding of the realm of swordsmanship.

Now, Roya's strength has completely surpassed his.

Each swing of the three swords was infused with Roya's full power.

Even with all his might, Jianbei could only defend against two of the attacks.

The third blow will always fall on him.

He unleashed a flying slash with his sword, attempting to create distance.

Roya swung his two swords left and right, easily changing the trajectory of the slash, causing it to deflect to the side and crash into the rock wall.

Meanwhile, the third knife had already taken advantage of this opening and attacked the sword cup's neck once again.

Sword Cup felt like he wasn't facing a single person.

They were three opponents who cooperated perfectly.

Roya's three heads possess three independent consciousnesses, yet their thoughts are completely synchronized.

This tacit understanding surpasses any other cooperation in the world.

Sword Cup's wings flapped suddenly, and its body rose from the ground, flying upwards towards the cave.

He must break free from this ground combat.

Luo Ya raised one of his heads, locked onto the target in the air, and pushed off with his feet.

"The Breath of Water, the Form of Picking Up, the Flow of Life!"

Luo Ya's body spun and rose into the air, the sword intent brought by the three swords stirring the water, and the three streams of water converged in the air.

A ferocious water dragon took shape, roaring as it charged towards the sword cup in the sky.

The attack was too fast.

Sword Cup's facial muscles contorted as it flapped its wings with all its might, trying to continue climbing.

But above that is the top layer of rock in this underground river cave.

Their escape route was blocked.

He could only twist his body and fly to the side.

Luo Ya forcibly adjusted his posture in mid-air, inverted his body, and used his feet to push off the rock wall at the top with tremendous force.

"Bang!"

The hard rock wall crumbled into a spiderweb-like pattern.

Roya's body transformed into a cannonball, using the recoil to hurtle straight toward the sword cup flying to the side.

The spinning blade collided heavily with the body of the sword cup.

The sword cup spun rapidly in mid-air, losing all balance.

Both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

Luo Ya landed smoothly, his six arms holding a knife, calm and composed.

The sword cup crashed to the ground and rolled several times before coming to a stop.

The tips of the three knives all pointed at the sword cup on the ground.

Sword Cup struggled to stand up, blood gushing from three deep, bone-revealing wounds on his chest, abdomen, and thigh.

That attack just now dealt him a fatal blow.

"This is really...we've messed with a terrible monster...cough..."

Before Jianbei could finish speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the ground.

He used the knife to support himself on the ground, gripping the hilt tightly, and looked at Roya, who had three heads and six arms, like a demon descended to earth.

His eyes were initially filled with confusion, but were then replaced by a resolute look.

He abandoned his defenses and ignored the wounds on his body.

"Hey, kid!"

Roya's body sank again, and the tips of the three knives rose slightly.

"His dying words?"

Sword Cup grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth, and roared with its last bit of strength.

"With everything I have... I will become the world's greatest swordsman!!!"

This was his last and only ambition as a swordsman.

"it is good."

Roya made a promise.

next second.

The ground beneath their feet shattered simultaneously.

"One-Sword Style: Ecology: Killing Intent!!"

"Three-Sword Style, Ecology, Divine Dragon!!"

The sword techniques share the same origin, yet they exhibit completely different artistic conceptions.

On the blade of the sword cup, a tangible crimson blade light condensed, the culmination of his lifelong killing intent.

Luo Ya's three swords, swirling with the grandeur of water, combine to form a water dragon that devours the heavens and the earth.

A crimson slash of killing intent.

A deep blue dragon shape.

They collided head-on in the center of the cave.

"boom!!!"