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Chapter 154 - 154 125 I Am Influenced (4100)_2

Chapter 154: 125 I Am Influenced! (4100)_2 Chapter 154: 125 I Am Influenced! (4100)_2 “Huf, huf, huf, huf…”

In the space, the heavy panting like a savage bull echoed. Casio’s nose and mouth exuded a faint white mist.

His powerful body was flushed all over, every inch of his muscles was springy, expanding and contracting, and the big veins jumped like steel bars.

The enormous heat from his body continually evaporated the sweat on his surface.

A faint white mist was emanating from Casio’s back.

Just now, he had traded for four units of Secret Soul energy. Everything was invested in the enhancement and evolution of his Secret Martial Art.

As for his previous speculation that a large amount of Secret Soul energy could cause a person’s will to be influenced and become more brutal and bloodthirsty, Casio temporarily put it out of his mind. It’s most important to restore his strength now.

If a little brutality and bloodthirstiness within an acceptable range could bring about a rapid increase in strength, then he was willing to bear this cost! In the secret room, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

“Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Bug bite 15.1% (totaling three layers)”

He surpassed the human limit and became a boxer, accelerating his blood for the first time! Casio’s rate of strength recovery was quite rapid. In just over four months, he was already back to the realm of a boxer.

This was the effect of the Secret Soul energy on his Secret Martial Art…

When Casio first reached the realm of a boxer, he spent several years, during which he needed a large amount of precious pills and ointments.

But all of this was instantly eliminated by the Secret Soul energy.

This energy, which seemed to be a pure essence of Qi and spirit, was beneficial to the cultivation of any skill or art. But Casio had a vague feeling that this energy was most beneficial to Secret Martial Art.

It even seemed as if the two were originally meant to complement each other?

He didn’t know why he had such a thought…

Perhaps it was intuition.

Standing up with a whoosh, Casio dressed and opened the umbrella. He left the Baptism Church and headed for the Mission Hall.

He was not content to return to the realm of the first-time blood acceleration, he had to restore at least to the second time blood acceleration state.

The original physical realm of Casio was.

“Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Bug bite 43.2% (totaling three layers)”

As long as he reached a minor accomplishment in the bug-bite realm of 33.3%, he could penetrate the second node, enabling the heart and belly button to form a cycle.

In this way, Casio could recover most of his fighting strength.

He still lacked about eighteen percent, it’s not too far away but not too easy either. The initial stay time was seven months, now more than four months have passed, leaving less than three months. This should be enough for Casio to recover his strength.

And the moment he regained control of his power, some plans he had thought about from the very beginning could be implemented.

The Mission Hall, it was time for the release of additional tasks.

In the gathering place of the Shield Rank, the square on the wall was blank. The time hadn’t come yet, and the task stripes had not been refreshed.

But there was already a crowd blocking the road nearby.

They all wanted to grab a good task when it was issued.

“Make way! Make way!”

A man dressed in a black leather jacket squeezed past the Eerie Night Guests around him, demonstrating quite a domineering demeanor. He was about 1.8 meters tall, the shirt under his leather jacket was adorned with a silver metal in the shape of a “V,” and sharp tusk traces were visible in his mouth.

“It’s Gaius from the Beast School. I heard he’s already at the Sword Rank’s strength, but the time for the once a year upgradation isn’t here yet. He can only continue to take Shield Rank tasks and wait…”

One well-informed person in the crowd told his companion.

“Let’s give him some room.”

“This guy is powerful, don’t mess with him…”

“Heh heh.” Gaius sneered at the discussion around him. Mingling with these Shield Rank guys made him feel superior. After all, he was Sword Rank in strength.

If it weren’t for the time constraint, he would have…

Slap.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on Gaius’s back.

“Move.” A low voice sounded from behind.

He instinctively took a glance, the back of the hand was a Shield Rank mark, and around it was a small crossbow tattoo.

“Crossbow Sissy?! You goddamn asking for death?”

Gaius raised an eyebrow, his face full of anger. He turned around abruptly and his eyes met calm and indifferent ones.

Gaius’ body trembled, standing stiffly on the spot. The other party was a good half a head taller than him. Even in his cloak, you could see the unusually robust body beneath, like a wall.

This is a goddamn person from the Crossbow School? Aren’t the people from the Crossbow School supposed to be slim, regardless of their gender? How can such a bulky body perform agile moves? Gaius glanced at the robust arm the man had exposed, his muscles were wrapped around like gnarled tree roots.

“I…” He opened his mouth to introduce himself.

Suddenly, an irresistible force hit him, that giant hand tossed Gaius to the back as if throwing away garbage.

He raised his head, dazed, only to realize he had been thrown to the outskirts of the crowd. In a swoosh, the mission board on the wall refreshed immediately, and the guests of Eerie Night began their selection.

By the time Gaius squeezed back in, the missions on the wall were all taken. He turned his head to look for the cloaked man from before, but it seemed he had already left.

“Damn it!”

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Without realizing, one and a half months had passed.

12th January, Hong Li Federation Calendar 107th year.

Winter had arrived and the weather turned chilly.

In the morning, on the streets of Nington City, a thin layer of white frost had formed on the ground. Horse carriages and cars passed by occasionally. On the pedestrian sidewalk, people wore thick overcoats and scarves, with their hands tucked into their pockets and their necks hunched in, sputtering out white breath from their mouths.

The ornamental trees on either side of the road had lost all their leaves, with a line of black birds flying across the sky above the barren branches.

On the side of the road, a slender boy with a handsome face was brisk walking forwards. He was about a meter and a half tall, wearing a very warm trench coat, which made his figure look even more petite.

Nicknamed “Lynx”, his real name was Leon, of the Shield Rank.

He was a new member of the Crossbow School.

His body type was precisely suited for this light and nimble combat style.

Leon had something to do today. A few days ago, the Crossbow School had taken on a Shield Rank group task, with the target location in the suburbs of Nington City. Group tasks were more challenging and dangerous than single-player tasks, but the reward was also much more substantial.

The Crossbow School immediately summoned members of the Shield Rank. They were a small school, not as populous as those larger schools. After a full round of call-ups, they realized that even with the newly joined members, they were short-staffed. Many members were in the process of performing regular tasks, and they weren’t anywhere near the Black Rain Villa.

Helplessly, the small team formed by the Crossbow School could only rush towards Nington City while summoning other members along the way. After all, even though more people meant fewer rewards, it was safer.

Compared to staying alive, giving up some rewards was a small sacrifice.

The target they needed to hunt for this group task was a vampire clan, and without sufficient manpower, they couldn’t possibly take them down.

And Leon was sent out to find more hands.

The members of the Crossbow School would usually leave their temporary abode near the base for better contacts. In case of an accident and a member dies, the school will help to handle their belongings.

Of course, leaving is optional. It is fine if they don’t.

The cold wind brushed against his cheeks, and Leon shivered. He instinctively wrapped his trench coat tighter and took out a piece of paper from his bosom.

A line of tiny black characters was on it.

Dusk, Shield Rank, 29 Garden Street, Nington City.

Under the note was a photograph of a slim young man with a smile on his handsome face.

He exuded a somewhat delicate and soft touch.

The image matched perfectly with the general image of the Crossbow School’s members.

Leon looked at it intently a few times, ensuring that he had memorized the face, then quickened his pace forward, his movements agile.

After a while, he arrived at a two-story building.

He took out the photograph and glanced at it again before knocking on the door.

“Knock, knock, knock…” “Knock, knock, knock…”

Shortly, there was a sound from inside the house, slow and dull steps making their way down the stairs, the noise gradually making its way to the front door.

“Who is it?” A deep voice sounded from within the house.

Leon was stunned for a moment. Mr. Dusk’s voice didn’t quite match his appearance. He shook his head and said, “Are you Mr. Dusk? I’m a member of the Black Rain Villa Archery Club.”

“I’m Dusk. Come in.”

With a creak, the front door was opened.

Leon looked up and was immediately rooted to the spot.

A black, substantial wall was inching towards him.