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Chapter 1184 - 1184 595 Saint Fist its definitely Saint Fist

Chapter 1184: 595 Saint Fist, it’s definitely Saint Fist! (4200)_2 Chapter 1184: 595 Saint Fist, it’s definitely Saint Fist! (4200)_2 “Could it be…!?”

Lucas immediately thought of a possibility.

Suddenly, the sky shook violently, and a gale swept through.

“Silence!”

The booming sound, like thunder descending, rolled over everyone’s heads.

It created a resonance that made everyone’s body numb and tremble.

“In this Federation combat competition, the ultimate reward is my guidance. The final victor can discuss boxing with me on Lake Heart Island of Divine Tears at the Demon Figure Gate Headquarters for three days, and even enter my World of Qi for training…”

“A veteran fighter breaking through to a top-level fighter, or even a top-level fighter reaching their ultimate limit, isn’t impossible, all depending on your insight. I, will hold nothing back. All boxing theory, all insights, all skills, are displayed within the World of Qi, exclusively open for you…”

At this moment, major Secret Martial Arts schools and masters around the world were shocked as they looked around. The ground shook violently, and the massive Liu Guang Pavilion trembled intensely, as if struck by an earthquake. However, what was actually happening was not an earthquake, but an even more frightening phenomenon. A terrifying giant hand emerged from the underground, grasped the Liu Guang Pavilion, and lifted it into the sky. The wind howled, the sky was vast, and clouds gathered.

Suspended in mid-air, a thousand meters high, Liu Guang Pavilion was held by the palm of a giant, clearly exhibiting five colossal fingers like heavenly pillars.

“Wha… What!”

“Good heavens, we are among the clouds!”

“Is the Demon Figure Gate Master there? Was that his voice just now?!”

Major styles from around the world completely exploded in turmoil, each person was utterly horrified. Even the usually calm and steady gate masters and elders of the big schools were shocked to their feet, their internal spirit strength nearly uncontrollably surging to protect themselves. However, a terrifying binding force filled the air, suppressing everyone. Many fighters’ spirit strength couldn’t break out, unable to contend with the surroundings.

At this moment, it was the entire heaven and earth that was suppressing them. Even the top-level fighters or the Boxing Masters at the ultimate fighter level were useless.

“The Demon Figure Gate Master, Casio!” “It is the Demon Figure Gate Master…” “It’s him!”

Many who had received special invitations were shocked to speak. They had actually anticipated that the strength of the Demon Figure Gate Master had reached a terrifying level, but never imagined it to this extent!

“Saint Fist! It must be the Saint Fist! There is no other possibility…”

A white-haired elder, at the level of a top-level fighter, muttered to himself. He had seen ultimate fighters before and had sparred with that Boxing Master.

No ultimate fighter could ever achieve what was before their eyes!

“The Demon Figure Gate Master…” “The Demon Figure Gate Master!” “The Demon Figure Gate Master?”

Voices of various tones and emotions called out Casio’s name, either with sighs of emotion, shock, or still harboring doubts. The Federation combat competition at this moment had reached a boiling point.

Everyone would no doubt have an indelibly deep impression of this event.

“It is me.”

Above the firmament, a low and grand voice responded to the calls of the people. The voice continued to echo, as if harmonizing like an orchestra.

The next second, a colossal face slowly emerged, covering the blue sky, white clouds, and dazzling sunlight. Its mountain-like massive contour, solid and profound, cast vast shadows, giving an extreme feeling of oppression.

That was a head, with the face of the Demon Figure Gate Master on it.

He had transformed into a giant, standing tall on the ground, with his shoulders and head breaking through the cloud layer. One hand easily supported the Liu Guang Pavilion, his fiery red hair soaring towards the firmament, fluttering wildly like a blazing fire.

Between his legs, the bustling East Sea City seemed to have become a tiny ant nest. The tallest buildings did not even match the thickness of his feet.

The Demon Figure Gate Master, Casio!!!

“The Federation combat competition, from this moment, officially begins.”

The declaration resonated, reaching everyone’s ears.

Suddenly, the giant abruptly released his palm, no longer supporting the entire Liu Guang Pavilion. Instantly, the Liu Guang Pavilion was in free fall, plummeting from a kilometer high. It dove toward the ground as the wind howled furiously.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

Screams echoed, trailing a vertical trajectory.

Thud! Boom!!!

Following the loud noise, everyone clenched their fists, looking around with unsettled spirits. Yet, they hadn’t crashed to death, nor had the Liu Guang Pavilion shattered. The pavilion still firmly embedded in the ground, surrounded by the densely packed opulent buildings of East Sea City, just as usual.

“Illusion?”

“No, it’s real, it’s just that you and I can’t comprehend it at all. It has surpassed our realm, reaching the legendary existence of Saint Fist…”

Amid the bewildered and frantic crowd, the white-haired veteran fighter extended his palm. Within his palm, he was holding a high-altitude flying bird that had passed by during the time Liu Guang Pavilion was elevated to the clouds. At that moment, the bird flapped its wings in a desperate struggle to survive.

It was as vivid as an avian animal fighting for its life.

However, before the eyes of the crowd, the white-haired elder suddenly clenched his fingers inward. With a loud ‘bang,’ the bird exploded, transforming into a wisp of extremely pure Spirit Strength suspended in mid-air, whirling about like a flame.

The surrounding air distorted, faintly forming an air vortex.

“Spirit Strength creation! Sacred Domain…”

Some knowledgeable experts murmured to themselves, shaking their heads.

The white-haired elder began testing this strand of Spirit Strength in front of everyone. Despite punches and strikes hitting it, the Spirit Strength was as tough as iron wire, difficult to crush. It even vibrated slightly, broke free from the elder’s restraint, and transformed into a crimson feather that pierced through the air and flew toward the distance.

And that location was precisely the villa residential area deep within Liu Guang Pavilion.

“The Demon Figure Gate Master… Truly terrifying…”

The white-haired elder looked afar, mumbling to himself with a face full of apprehension.

In the Liu Guang Pavilion, during the Federation Martial Arts Competition, all the various schools were utterly silent for five minutes, still recovering from the previous shocking scene.

Once they regained their composure, the place was buzzing with noise and bustling excitement.

Saint Fist!

A living Saint Fist!

The Secret Martial Arts World had seen the emergence of a new Saint Fist!

They had just witnessed the tip of the iceberg of this Saint Fist’s terrifying power. That towering giant was simply astounding!

Originally, they thought that this Federation Martial Arts Competition, gathering famous schools and strong fighters from both domestic and international scenes, was already a major event. But above the stakes of the Federation Martial Arts Competition, an even bigger event had occurred.

A Saint Fist had emerged from the Demon Figure Sect, whose power and realm were akin to that of a god.

This moment was like dropping a bomb in water, the uproar could be heard across several districts around Liu Guang Pavilion. Some police officers near the yellow warning tape turned their heads to look, fearing that some major accident had occurred inside. But then, they turned back, choosing to ignore further disturbances.

Their superiors had already warned them beforehand—whatever happens inside Liu Guang Pavilion, do not act rashly. Even if Liu Guang Pavilion exploded into the sky, they were to stay at their posts without any other thoughts.

Inside Liu Guang Pavilion, Eastern Nine Gates, Void Sun Sect headquarters.

The second core, Lucas, was nearly dumbfounded, sitting immobile, with a blank, wooden expression like a robot. He had finally understood the situation, scared almost to the point of urinating himself.

Speaking ill of a Saint Fist to his face—there wouldn’t be trouble, right?

Meanwhile, many who had previously doubted the ultimate reward of the Federation Martial Arts Competition felt somewhat uneasy, their expressions tinged with trepidation and insecurity.

Mocking a Saint Fist was indeed thrilling.

Hopefully, this entity won’t take it to heart and will just let it pass like a fart. Moreover, if the Demon Figure Gate Master is a Saint Fist, then isn’t the grand prize of the competition real? To spar with a Saint Fist at the pinnacle of Secret Martial Arts for three days and even enter his World of Qi for training!

All boxing theories, all insights, all skills, completely accessible.

It would be miraculous not to have an epiphany!

It’s undoubtedly the dream reward every Secret Martial Arts practitioner yearns for!

Unworthy of the name ultimate…

Whether it’s the numerous disciples or the elders and gate masters, at this moment, they all reacted. Their eyes instantly became eager, their hearts burning with urgency, as if magma was flowing within. Champion of the Federation Martial Arts Competition, countless benefits!

Even some white-haired elders had fiery eyes, eager to try. They began loosening their stiff limbs, their disheveled hair fluttering.

“I, too, would like to break through the top level and peek at the limit of a fighter.”

“Not to mention having a discourse with a Saint Fist!”

“An honor within an honor…”