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The clone Mark kicked the broken tree trunk aside and walked quickly into the cave. The cave entrance was narrow, and he had to bend down slightly to enter.

The light in the cave was dim, and the air was filled with a damp smell of soil, mixed with the smell of unknown rotting plants. Water droplets dripped from the top of the cave, forming small puddles on the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound, which was particularly clear in the silent cave.

Albert was guarding the entrance of the cave, and his huge body covered the entrance tightly. He stood there motionless like a loyal guard, his red eyes watching everything around him vigilantly.

A mountain breeze blew, and the leaves rustled. Albert seemed to hear something, turned his head suddenly, and looked into the depths of the forest. Several crows were startled from the treetops, flapping their wings and flying into the sky, making a few hoarse calls. After Albert confirmed that there was no abnormality, he turned his eyes to the entrance of the cave and continued his guarding mission.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground, which keep changing with the swaying of the leaves, like a beating note.

The clone Mark searched in the cave for a while and found footprints left on the ground. The footprints are very shallow and can be easily overlooked if not carefully observed. He squatted down, carefully observed the shape and direction of the footprints, and determined the direction of Mark's escape.

"Huh, still want to escape?" He sneered, stood up, and followed the footprints all the way. The cave is winding and twisting, like a maze. The clone Mark moved forward cautiously, touching the cold and wet stone wall with his hands from time to time to keep his balance. The air in the cave became more and more humid, and the sound of water dripping became more and more frequent, as if urging him to speed up.

Mark found a relatively dry stone platform deep in the cave, sat down cross-legged, and began to regulate his breathing to restore his strength. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, trying to calm his violently beating heart. Although the air in the cave was humid, it was unexpectedly fresh, making him feel a little comfortable. He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and felt the flow of energy in his body. A trace of weak energy flowed through his body. He felt that his physical strength was slowly recovering, and his fatigue was gradually fading.

Suddenly, Mark felt a dangerous breath approaching, he opened his eyes suddenly, and looked towards the direction of the cave entrance vigilantly. The figure of the clone Mark appeared at the entrance of the cave, with a cold light flashing in his black pupils and a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.

Mark immediately got up and ran deeper into the cave. He knew that he could not fight the clone Mark head-on, and he had to find a more favorable terrain. The cave was winding and twisting, like a maze, and this might be his only chance of survival. He walked lightly and quickly shuttled through the rugged cave, his figure flickering in the dim light. The clone Mark chased after him, and his speed was no slower than Mark. He shuttled flexibly in the narrow cave, like a black venomous snake, biting Mark tightly.

"You can't escape!" The voice of the replica Mark echoed in the cave, with a hint of teasing.

Mark ignored him and continued to run forward. He had to find a place to hide as soon as possible, or find an exit to escape from this dangerous cave.

Finally, Mark found a narrow passage at a corner. He went in without hesitation, and the end of the passage suddenly opened up to a larger cave. Mark looked around in the new cave and found that it was a dead end. His heart sank, knowing that he had no way to escape.

The replica Mark also entered the cave and looked at Mark.

"It's over! Mark" The replica Mark sneered and punched Mark.

Mark dodged the attack sideways and kicked the replica Mark in the abdomen at the same time.

The replica Mark groaned and staggered back a few steps. Mark took the opportunity to distance himself, put on a defensive posture, and looked at the replica Mark vigilantly. The cave was narrow, and the two did not dare to use large-scale energy attacks in the cave, so they could only use the most primitive fist and foot attacks.

The air in the cave became turbid and dusty because of the fierce fight between the two. The water droplets on the stone wall were shaken off and dripped on the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound.

"Give up, you can't beat me." The clone Mark panted, and a fierce light flashed in his black pupils.

Mark didn't speak, but fought more attentively. He knew that he had to go all out to have a chance to survive.

"Go to hell!" The clone Mark roared and rushed towards Mark again. Mark took a step back, dodged the attack of the clone Mark, and then punched the clone Mark in the face. The clone Mark screamed and fell to the ground.

"You..." The clone Mark covered his face, blood oozing from his fingers, and he got up from the ground with gritted teeth, "You actually..." He suddenly spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Mark ignored the anger of the clone Mark. He knew he had to end the fight as soon as possible. He took a deep breath and took an offensive posture. The cave was dimly lit. Only the faint light coming in from the cave entrance shone on the two people, which made them look particularly cold.

The clone Mark wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Mark with a sinister look. "Do you think you can defeat me like this?" He sneered, exerted force on his feet, and rushed towards Mark again.

Mark dodged sideways and kicked the supporting leg of the clone Mark with a sweeping kick. The clone Mark was unable to dodge and was swept to the ground by Mark. Mark took advantage of the situation and stepped forward and punched the clone Mark in the chest. The clone Mark groaned and curled up. Mark did not stop and punched the clone Mark several times in a row. The clone Mark struggled to get up, but was suppressed by Mark.