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Chapter 1145 - 1145 578 Fight (4000)_2

Chapter 1145: 578 Fight (4000)_2 Chapter 1145: 578 Fight (4000)_2 For a moment, an unexpected joy free from fear and terror, the joy of seeing her foes and enemies vanquished, and the beautiful vision for the future development of her cause all converged together. Princess Kiti’s exquisitely beautiful face contorted slightly with happiness, a touch of composure lost. She took a deep breath.

“Teacher, the Magical Golem Sect has been spreading and teaching the Secret Martial Art for strengthening the body, and promoting a spirit of positivity to the common folk! Now, the entire eastern part of the Hong Li Federation is bustling with activity. Yet, I feel that this is not enough. We could still expand even faster. The Eastern Archipelago is a region with nearly a hundred million people—perfect for spreading the Secret Martial Art and cultivating a martial spirit! Especially in the Yale Kingdom of the Eastern Archipelago, they would definitely welcome the Secret Martial Arts ways of the Magical Golem Sect…”

Princess Kiti became more and more excited as she spoke, increasingly seeing the potential for great achievements.

With the Ripple master Organization vanquished, she feared that she would have to return to her country, to become a bargaining chip in international marriages. After all, Princess Kiti was already twenty years old. Even if her father doted on her, defying the will and interests of the entire Royal Family was not an option. But Kiti had no desire to have her destiny easily manipulated by others.

Simonyi, her teacher, had once said something memorable, which she always kept in mind.

She would take control of her own destiny!

As time passed, a day went by—it was September 17th.

A gentle breeze caressed his face as Casio opened his eyes on Heart of Lake Island. The whole lake surface was shrouded in faint white fog, blurring his vision. He slowly stood up, and a soft air wave surged out of him, instantly sweeping across the entire surface of God’s Tear Lake. The smoke cleared, revealing the clear, bright surface of the lake.

Sunlight shone down, spilling over the gently rippling water.

“Three Fists Combine, Three Fists Combine…” Casio murmured softly to himself.

Since his return from the Era of Retrospection, every seclusion had been spent pondering the final punch from that great battle. He constantly recalled and savored the punch, feeling its artistic conception and intricacies. This time was no different. However, he had an epiphany, as if he touched on a shortcut.

The key to combining the Three Fists lay in the complete achievement of the Saint Fist, the Tyrant Fist, and the Extreme Fist. And the key to these three realms was the spirit-focused Heart of the Saint Fist, the Heart of the Overlord Fist, and the Heart of the Extreme Fist. The Tyrant Fist was already within Casio’s grasp, which he would not discuss for now, leaving only the hearts of the Saint Fist and Extreme Fist.

The will of these two boxing methods could be slowly elevated by inscribing the Southern Dipper’s secret transmission with the Qi Seal Inscription Method. But it seemed too slow, like a trickle of water. Reviewing his breakthrough with the Tyrant Fist, Casio vaguely found a potentially feasible path that he needed to experiment with.

This path involved killing with the Extreme Fist while in the Aloof Personality state and with the Saint Fist while in the Main Personality state. The people to be killed needed to be strong, preferably Fighters or above. Each death would affirm Casio’s mimicry of the Extreme and Saint Fist. Constant killing and affirmation, and constant self-suggestion of his boxing will.

This could potentially lead to grasping the hearts of both the Extreme Fist and Saint Fist.

In today’s world, apart from the Secret Martial Arts World, the most numerous fighters were from Door Organizations. Those from the Secret Martial Arts World, as the future backbone, were not to be touched lightly unless necessary. As for the Door Organization, there were no such concerns. One could only hope that the Door Organization would bring back more vice leaders from the Ancient Era; their deaths would make it easier for one’s boxing will to break through!

“Door Organization, become the nutrient for my strength…”

Meanwhile, in Anta City, in the Anta Mountains.

In a forest clearing, sunlight pierced through the layered shadows of trees, scattering splinters of golden light on the ground. In front of a small wooden cabin, which appeared to belong to a hunter, a figure in a black cloak slowly approached.

His cloak was exceptionally voluminous, almost completely hiding his figure. The cloak covered his head and face, with only a few strands of long red hair, like flames, falling around his pale jawline.

In front of the wooden door, the Man in Black paused briefly and lifted his cloak.

A handsome, fair face was revealed, and across the bridge of his nose, a black cloth band completely covered his eyes.

The wooden door creaked open, and a breeze slightly lifted the edge of the black cloak.

A sharp Cross Sword at the man’s waist was momentarily revealed.

Swish swish swish…

In the dim interior of the cabin, at least ten pairs of sharp eyes turned toward the entrance. Their gazes swept over the Man in Black’s entire body and slowly withdrew.

“Eye Demon, your Spiral Eyed Sword was actually taken from you?”

A cold and eerie voice rose from the left side of the wooden house.

The unpleasant voice carried a hint of provocation.

“Death Scythe, maybe you’d like to try being besieged by two top fighters. See if you can survive and escape?” Eye Demon slightly tilted his head, looking towards the vague and distorted contours in the shadows to the side.

There was someone there.

“Or do you mean to challenge me now that I’ve lost the Spiral Eyed Sword and my combat power has declined? Give it up, Death Scythe. As long as I’m alive, you can only be the fourth of the Five Kings!”

“Oh, maybe you’ll even fall to fifth place after a while?”

Eye Demon’s right hand gently rested on the sword hilt, fingers rubbing along the patterns.

“You!” The shadowy contour in the darkness seemed about to rush out furiously.

“Enough! All of you, shut up!”

“The matter of Black Rain Villa is the most important. Any disputes between you all must be held back until this incident is over, after that, do as you please.” Near the window at the very end of the cabin, a silhouette slowly turned his head. He was an old man with a burly figure, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, yet his exaggeratedly muscular body still seemed armor-like in its hardness and fullness. The elder had his arms crossed with a head full of white hair, sharp as steel needles.

On his right forearm, the mark of a crane’s beak, shadow-like and distinct, was evident. This was a mark of a once-famous Secret Martial Arts school from the Yana United States over forty years ago, the Shadow Crane Style. However, in one night, the Shadow Crane Style faced extermination. It was said to be the work of the second disciple of that generation, who returned for revenge after successful cultivation. He had brutally slaughtered the entire sect without mercy.

The disciple, who had returned to exact revenge, excelled beyond his teacher, pushing the characteristics of the Shadow Crane assassination fist to their extreme! Even breaking through limits, he created an explosive assassination boxing method.

The Shadow Crane Fist Method was enhanced several folds, its lethality and destructive power significantly increased.

And that disciple who had annihilated his own school.

Now, has become the Door Organization’s first King.

His hands were stained with the blood of countless Secret Martial Artists.

“Eye Demon, I know you are eager to retrieve your lost Spiral Eyed Sword. But remember, the bigger picture takes precedence. We will work together to deal with the Black Rain Villa situation first. Once the dust has settled, we will help you take care of those two men.” Shadow Crane’s eyes fixed on the door.

“The matter of Black Rain Villa is the most important. Any disputes between you all must be held back until this incident is over, after that, do as you please.” Near the window at the very end of the cabin, a silhouette slowly turned his head. He was an old man with a burly figure, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, yet his exaggeratedly muscular body still seemed armor-like in its hardness and fullness. The elder had his arms crossed with a head full of white hair, sharp as steel needles.

On his right forearm, the mark of a crane’s beak, shadow-like and distinct, was evident. This was a mark of a once-famous Secret Martial Arts school from the Yana United States over forty years ago, the Shadow Crane Style. However, in one night, the Shadow Crane Style faced extermination. It was said to be the work of the second disciple of that generation, who returned for revenge after successful cultivation. He had brutally slaughtered the entire sect without mercy.

The disciple, who had returned to exact revenge, excelled beyond his teacher, pushing the characteristics of the Shadow Crane assassination fist to their extreme! Even breaking through limits, he created an explosive assassination boxing method.

The Shadow Crane Fist Method was enhanced several folds, its lethality and destructive power significantly increased.

And that disciple who had annihilated his own school.

Now, has become the Door Organization’s first King.

His hands were stained with the blood of countless Secret Martial Artists.

“Eye Demon, I know you are eager to retrieve your lost Spiral Eyed Sword. But remember, the bigger picture takes precedence. We will work together to deal with the Black Rain Villa situation first. Once the dust has settled, we will help you take care of those two men.” Shadow Crane’s eyes fixed on the door.