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Chapter 174 - 174 134 Midak Balance Destruction Technique (4000)_2

Chapter 174: 134 Midak Balance Destruction Technique (4000)_2 Chapter 174: 134 Midak Balance Destruction Technique (4000)_2 This sword pavilion is a school of swordsmanship from a certain kingdom in the northern part of the Hong Li Federation that uses Cross Sword as its cold weapon. The master of the pavilion claims that what he teaches is a knightly sword technique passed down through his family for hundreds of years, and it is a formidable offensive swordsmanship with strong practicality in actual combat.

And the reality is not much different from what this master has said.

Half a year ago, Anta City had held a citywide martial arts hall masters exchange competition. There was prize money, and one could become famous. Many martial arts hall masters, who thought they were strong enough, joined in, and the event was packed with skilled practitioners. Even so, Ramon, the owner of the Cold Flower Cross Sword Pavilion, managed to defeat a number of opponents and advance to the top three, securing an impressive second place.

His strength indeed lived up to his reputation. With the event being reported in the newspapers, the Cold Flower Cross Sword Museum, despite being located in a secluded alleyway, still had a steady stream of students coming to learn.

In Anta City’s circle of cold weapon enthusiasts, Ramon’s status is high. He often plays the role of a stern mentor.

But today, he nearly got completely defeated by a man even colder than him! In his own best field of cross sword combat.

In an open space, two men, one tall and one short, stand confronting each other.

Some disciples from the Cold Flower Sword Pavilion are watching from a distance.

Ramon fully equipped his protective armor, tightly holding a slender Metal Cross Sword in his hands. The hot sweat in his palms seeped out incessantly, soaking the cold sword hilt. The eyes under Ramon’s face mask fixed tightly on the other party, not daring to move away for a moment. His breathing was rapid and heavy, his mouth was dry, and his heart beat frantically.

The pressure that the tall man across from him brought was too strong, almost like a towering mountain. His every move and every strong slash earlier were foreseen by the opponent who counterattacked with astonishing technique.

Ramon felt as if he had been seen through, completely exposed in the sight of the man across from him.

This feeling of being suppressed was extremely uncomfortable.

He felt as if it was the same as when he was younger and practicing sword techniques with his old father, every move and action was easily seen through.

On the field, he slightly shifted his steps, not having the courage to attack for a moment. But with his disciples watching the battle and the resolve he had cultivated over more than a decade in swordsmanship, he could not retreat without a fight.

Ramon clenched his teeth, abruptly took a step forward, and the Cross Sword in his hand slid forward following the power of his muscles.

Clang!

Two longswords collided, the metal humming.

Ramon’s sword was deflected, and what followed was a fast, tricky slash that cut through the air, the sword light gleaming silver.

With the longsword slashing diagonally, Ramon quickly sidesteps and counters.

As the sword blades collided, he let his body loose to disperse the force, then quickly slid and moved with the sword, intensely slashing with his longsword.

Clang!

A longsword flew over and heavily hit the balance point of the cross sword. In disbelief, Ramon’s eyes widened as he felt his palm numb, his strength distorted, and the Cross Sword flew out of his hand.

It landed on the ground with a clink.

“He targeted the balance point of my power output directly! What kind of technique is this?! I’ve never seen it…” Ramon’s hands felt numb as he opened his mouth wide in awe.

“You gave me a good fight.”

The man across released a deep voice, then handed the Cross Sword in his hand to a disciple and turned to leave.

“Wait!”

Ramon quickly removed his protective mask to reveal a shocked face: “May I ask what sword technique and skills you just used?”

The man did not turn back but continued to walk toward the door, a medium-sized voice drifted over: “Mithril balance destroy technique…”

It was not until the other man’s figure disappeared through the gate of the sword pavilion that Ramon came back to his senses. He took off his protective suit, revealing the white shirt underneath that was already drenched in sweat and clinging tightly to his back.

“Mithril Cross Sword… Balance Destroy Technique… Amazing…”

He murmured in a weak voice. After quite a while, Ramon picked up the Cross Sword that had fallen on the ground with a somewhat desolate look, then suddenly noticed something wrong. He swung it around casually and performed a few sword techniques. He immediately found that his own condition, which had been stagnant for quite some time, had advanced a step forward, showing some progress!

“Could it be that he was giving me pointers just now? Thanks…”

On the other side, on the main street of Anta City.

Casio walked emotionlessly along the sidewalk towards his residence. Unlike what Ramon thought, he actually had no intention of giving Ramon any pointers. It was just that Ramon himself had accumulated enough, so under the heavy pressure brought by Casio, he had made a small breakthrough.

During the past several days, Casio had challenged several cold weapon pavilions in Anta City to practice and familiarize himself with the three types of cold weapon combat skills that he has just acquired. The results were significant as every school has its own essence and advantages.

For instance, the Balance Destroy Technique, a small trick in the Mithril Storm Cross-sword, is a move that destroys the opponent’s power balance point, which proved to be quite useful. Casio believes that the Balance Destroy Technique is not only applicable to swordsmanship but can also be used in boxing.

The effect, he believes, will undoubtedly be significant.

However, as for how to absorb and utilize this skill, and how to integrate it into the system of the Wind Elephant Fist, that would depend on Casio’s own efforts.

He walked all the way back to his temporary accommodation.

After resolving a simple lunch at the inn, he carried his suitcase and started surveying all the horse carriage points in Anta City.

Casio encountered a major problem in these few days.

He had been targeted, targeted by the Black Rain Villa.

Casio’s bell can no longer summon a horse carriage at the horse carriage point!

This was probably one of the punishments enacted by the Black Rain Villa. For the Markers, everything remained the same, but for the Betrayer, they would naturally receive cold stares.

Even now, after surviving the pursuit of the Decayed Knight, there was still the image of a long spear piercing through the shield mark on Casio’s back of hand.

Now, his identified status was: Betrayer.

Well, if he’s a betrayer, he’s a betrayer. Casio wasn’t really concerned about this. He had already thought of a way to enter the world of rain.

In Anta City, in the suburbs, hundreds of metres from the train station.

At a crossroad of a dirt road, a muscular middle-aged man, carrying a suitcase, was walking quickly. Seeing the slender bronze pillar by the side of the road, he stopped, took out a bell, and began to shake it vigorously, but the bell was silent upon impact.

In less than a moment, a black horse carriage rolled up.

The carriage came to a stop and the middle-aged man was about to step onto it.

Out of nowhere, a black shadow rushed over like a whirlwind, flying onto the carriage before the middle-aged man at an extremely fast speed. The man’s clothes were tightly pressed against his back by the airflow.

He stood there staring blankly ahead.

The carriage window curtain was lifted, revealing a stern face.

“I’m sorry, I’m in a bit of a hurry, here’s your compensation.”

A hefty file bag was immediately thrown over.

The middle-aged man took it and opened it up to find a large bundle of Federal Paper Money inside. He counted carefully and it was quite a lot.

“You’re giving so much? You shouldn’t be in such a hurry to spend money…”

The man shook his head and accepted it with a smile. Others may like rushing every second, he liked money, everything worked out perfectly.

Ahead, the black horse carriage began to move forward. It ran along the road for about ten meters, then it suddenly faded and disappeared.

A tall figure directly fell from mid-air, stumbling down in a somewhat awkward posture to roll on the ground.

The middle-aged man widened his eyes at this sight.

A horse carriage can actually disappear? That’s something new!

He had never encountered such a situation before.

On the other side, Casio rose, his face gloomy.

“Damn it!”

A burly fist angrily smashed into a tree by the roadside, with splinters exploding like rain, and a tree trunk, as thick as a thigh, shot straight out and pierced into the ground with a thud.

Half a meter in front of the tree trunk, a man carrying a black suitcase stared wide-eyed: would he be killed for witnessing the entire event?

In the end, the man was not killed. He just assisted Casio in summoning a horse carriage several more times, but all attempts, without exception, failed.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man was let go.

Casio stood at the intersection, looking up at the azure sky.

“No one can stop me from doing my tasks, not even the Black Rain Villa that issued the task!” he said, with a face as hard as iron, before leaving.

Just now, Casio came up with another bright idea.

It was a fairly feasible but somewhat dangerous plan.

Now, he was planning to capture another unlucky fellow and use him for his experiment.