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Chapter 1043 - 1043 532 Three Fists Coexist (4000)_2

Chapter 1043: 532 Three Fists Coexist! (4000)_2 Chapter 1043: 532 Three Fists Coexist! (4000)_2 As they fought, the Boxing Method naturally became clear, and the Secret Skill was understood.

Simple and direct, it was just a little bit violent. Ordinary students might really not be able to endure such methods from a teacher, as it could indeed be lethal.

“Huh…” Casio’s pupils refocused, and he fully regained his senses.

“A contradiction? The Secret of Contradiction? Two opposing properties?”

White Bird Sacred Fist smiled at this, neither nodding nor shaking his head, “It is a contradiction, but it’s not just about opposition, there’s also unity…”

“Come with me.”

He suddenly turned and dashed toward the center of this sea island.

Three minutes later, they reached a towering mountain peak. From here, one could overlook all the smaller mountains, though there were no other peaks on the island. The view included a babbling stream, verdant woods, fragrant grassland, and golden beach.

And of course the further splashing waves and the boundless sea.

At the peak, one silhouette was practicing the Boxing Method, while another one watched quietly. The Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist, of course, couldn’t simply transfer power and elevate one to the sixth stage forcibly. Such hastily elevated strength could potentially cause future problems.

White Bird Sacred Fist was unwilling to waste such a good prospect as Casio.

Casio also did not want his future path to be obstructed.

Thus, the basic foundations still had to be solidly built. After all, this particular World of Qi was exceptionally unique, with different time flows internally and externally. It was likely a marvelous realm that even a Southern Dou Holy Fist level would need to expend much effort to evolve, and it could help him master the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist in a short time.

On the mountain peak, an open platform.

White Bird Sacred Fist took large steps, his arms stretching out like a water bird, graceful and fleet. As he waved them, his figure was also driven, gliding over the land. His arms cut through the air, surprisingly making a sound similar to that of a vibrating metal weapon, crisp yet holding an ominous tone.

These were the foundational moves of the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist, the root of everything.

Standing beside him, Casio watched intently, without a flicker of distraction in his gaze.

More than ten days later.

At the foot of the mountain, by the stream, on a green clearing.

An aged silhouette moved swiftly, blurring into a black shadow at one instant. The deadly move unleashed, terrifying strength vented into the woods. Instantly causing tree trunks to shatter and fly, and leaves to fall like rain.

By the stream, Casio pondered thoughtfully.

A month passed.

In the woods, beneath mottled sunbeams mingling with shadows.

The two sat facing each other, cross-legged.

White Bird Sacred Fist had his hands together, head slightly bowed, eyes closed. He resembled a sculpture in a temple, exquisitely lifelike.

Except this sculpture had sixty-six white stars on various acupuncture points of his body, lighting up in response to each other. They twinkled and changed, ultimately connecting together to form a water bird.

Corresponding to the night sky, in the Southern Dipper Star Region’s Demon Bird Seat.

Two months passed in a flash.

On the beach, golden grains of sand blasted toward the sky like a surging fountain. When they fell, it was like a golden rain, sparkling under the sunlight. Amidst this rain, an old and a young silhouette intertwined in a frenzied battle, moving so fast they were nearly invisible to the naked eye. Their blurry shadows moved like black clouds, squeezing out cavities in the air. With explosive force, their hands swung, whether as fists, hand knives, or flying palms, each martial technique fluid as flowing water.

Boom, boom, boom! Fists and palms collided, hand knives clashed, and the air exploded.

Whoosh! A steel thorn feather, metallic in appearance, flew wildly out from the aftermath of the battle, landing far out on the sea surface. Instantly, there was a loud bang!

A terrifying explosion. After the explosion, the sea surface had a huge, deeply concave bowl-shaped vacancy. It was like a smooth, semi-transparent jelly suddenly scooped out by a spoon. It took quite a while for the surrounding water to surge wildly and form a giant vortex to fill it in.

Several months passed.

Still on the mountain peak, Casio sat cross-legged, his breathing rhythmic.

The Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist quietly circulated, strength flowing through his body. On the surface of his body, a bright white star shone, strikingly unique, while other densely packed glowing acupuncture points all appeared in shades of red and purple.

Almost drowning the lone acupuncture point of the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist within.

This time, entry into the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist was much easier compared to acquiring the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist. Back then, the South Dou Red Vulture Fist was incredibly dominant, and the murderous personality was at its peak leading state. Naturally, the cultivation of the Sonic Serpent Fist was severely hindered, even rejected and suppressed.

However, fortunately, Casio’s three profound mental methods, combined with the assistance of the Extreme Fist elder, helped him through the critical period and successfully balanced the two boxing methods.

After achieving balance, the third boxing method became much easier to handle.

The Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist and the South Dou Red Vulture Fist checked and balanced each other, with the murderous and aloof personalities offsetting each other. Casio’s main personality naturally had it much easier.

The Water Bird Fist came naturally, everything was so smooth and natural.

However, now, the Water Bird Fist still only had one acupuncture point, unable to form a strong resonance with the Red Vulture Fist and the Sound Snake Fist, reaching the optimal balanced state.

This problem, clearly, the White Bird Sacred Fist would help resolve.

And today was the time to solve it.

“After several months, your foundation has been solidly built, and you’ve successfully entered the door of the Water Bird Fist. It shows that your compatibility with the Water Bird Fist is very high…” the White Bird Sacred Fist stood behind Casio, hands behind his back, continuing, “Not just the Water Bird Fist, I’d say, your compatibility with the entire Southern Dipper Secret Transmission is extremely high. The so-called three profound mental methods you told me about are quite mystical and can split a personality into three…”

The elder felt sentimental. His words paused slightly, and the topic shifted: “Your physique has reached an inhuman level, and both the South Dou Red Vulture Fist and the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist have been cultivated to no small realm. Moreover, in the realm of Qi, you have condensed the heart of a tyrant, reaching the threshold just below that of the Saint Fist. Your development in every direction is very good, quite comprehensive, with a robust foundation. So, I plan to be a bit rough, and directly inject a Water Bird into your body!”

“Sixty-six stars forming a combination, reflecting the constellation chart of the Demon Bird, forming the overlapping World of Qi Water Bird. Once it enters your body, it will unfold naturally, overlapping with each acupuncture point, manifesting virtual meridians. At this time, you will be in extreme pain, your body vastly damaged, and even your Qi and spirit will also suffer conflicts and shocks. However, you must remain calm and focused. Open the overlapping acupuncture points one by one with the Qi Water Bird and your flesh…”

The White Bird Sacred Fist repeated what he had said many times before, indirectly reminding Casio to take it seriously, even if it seemed somewhat verbose.

“Are you… ready?”

The elder spoke to Casio, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him.

“I’m in the best condition now, bring it on.”

Casio slowly exhaled a breath of warm air, feeling his body extraordinarily clear and penetrable.

Hearing the response, the White Bird Sacred Fist did not hesitate at all and directly pushed down with a palm, fiercely pressing towards the top of Casio’s head. Instantly, there appeared to be a giant Water Bird phantasm in the sky diving down swiftly. Aligning with the palm of the White Bird Sacred Fist, it thundered into Casio’s Heavenly Spirit!

Boom!

At that moment, Casio felt as if his dark, chaotic mind had exploded. A white Water Bird silhouette fluttered out.

Instantly flooding into his body, it swept through every inch of his flesh and meridians.

The Water Bird phantasm suddenly expanded, growing to the exact size of Casio’s body, perfectly overlapping with it. From afar, Casio looked like a human-like white Water Bird, with the phantasm enveloping his entire body.

One by one, the Water Bird Fist acupuncture points lit up, radiating a rich white light, bringing unimaginably intense pain. In that instant, he felt as if his whole body was cramping, blurring his consciousness. However, Casio’s will was firm, and he quickly refocused on the Water Bird Fist.