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Chapter 184 - 184 139 Ive come a long way with my

Chapter 184: 139 I’ve come a long way with my Casio……(4200)_1 Chapter 184: 139 I’ve come a long way with my Casio……(4200)_1 “Crack…Crack… Crack…”

A series of crisp sounds like popping beans erupted as all the bones and joints in Casio’s body started to make a crackling sound.

A grunt of unbearable pain was emitted from his throat.

At this moment,

All the muscles in Casio’s body were rolling like waves, like fish swaying in the sea. His massive body temperature radiated out, turning him into a hot furnace. The sweat continuously pouring out of his sweat glands was immediately evaporated into a white mist.

In a short while,

His gigantic, lofty body was engulfed in steam, making the specific details of what was inside unclear to see.

The only thing one could hear were the slight sounds of his muscles moving and changing.

Occasionally, the crackling sound of bones was also heard.

“Thump… Thump… Thump…”

Somewhere along the way, the faint heartbeat began to mix in. With the passage of time, the heartbeat became increasingly strong. At first, it was like the sound of gentle clapping, then it turned into a drum beat and finally, it was as loud as a thunderstorm!

A low, echoing sound permeated the entire secret room.

The surroundings seemed to begin trembling, and at the corners of the secret room walls, faint white dust was silently falling.

Suddenly, all sounds disappeared instantly.

The chatter was resounding one second, and silent the next.

Only a faint white mist continuously rose from Casio’s bare upper body, as if a vortex had trapped him entirely.

In the steam, a pair of sharp eyes suddenly opened.

Woosh…

A long, torrid breath was exhaled from his mouth and nose, neatly splitting the white steam into two. A giant figure stood up from the foggy gap, advanced two steps, and silently stood in the secret room.

The strong and perfect body was exposed to the air, showing a mix of red and white. The white was the rock-like skin surface, and the red was the hot blood flowing through the vessels underneath.

An unprecedented sense of peak strength filled his heart.

Power was coursing through his body – in his skin, muscles, skeleton, and blood. It was an unimaginable surge of energy.

At this moment, Casio felt like a balloon being filled with a continuous flow of air, quickly inflating and becoming large.

He involuntarily started running the secret martial arts of the Wind Elephant. He adopted the combat stance of the Wind Elephant Fist and followed the routines of the boxing method, punching and retracting, kicking and retracting. Then, he incorporated elbows and knees, and the moves were not just boxing or kicking but a combination of various attack methods.

The sound of rain pouring in the secret room, along with the strong tremor from his feet hitting the ground, filled the room.

In the darkness, a silhouette madly deployed attacks. Each move carried a majestic atmosphere, and the movement of the techniques gave a bold and domineering feeling. Nourished by his strong body, Casio enjoyed fighting more and more, feeling increasingly comfortable. There was an indescribable feeling of bursting out from all the muscles in his body and his forehead.

Boom!

The ground shook tremendously.

Rushing forward!

With one punch!

“Roar!!!”

Seemingly, in the secret room, there was the illusion of a large elephant running furiously, trampling and roaring, causing the air to freeze and quake.

The gust of wind roared through, forming a vortex in mid-air.

Casio, who was frozen in a punch, slowly retracted his fist but his mind was repeatedly reliving that tyrannical punch. Was it Qi? Was it momentum?

Next, he repeated the experiment to replicate that move.

Regrettably, Casio could not do it. That punch relied on a prerequisite condition – he had just completed the third acceleration of blood, forming a cycle at three nodes. Under the rapidly improving physique realm, his essence, qi, and spirit overflowed, and power was ready to gush out.

But after that punch was unleashed,

The aura was exhausted, and the state returned to normal.

Trying to replicate the realm from before was obviously unrealistic.

“Is that the strength that a fighter can master?”

Casio muttered to himself, not disheartened. With his edge here, he would eventually reach the realm of a fighter.

However, Casio was still yearning for that level of power. It was the second realm after the inhuman, a deeper level of developing and tempering the body and even obtaining power that transcended the physical body.

Amateur, professional, boxing guru, fighter…

The path of secret martial arts was far from ending. Casio was just standing at the first critical threshold, looking far into the distance. He could see the next level that belonged to the fighter, while the mysterious and long steps behind were hidden in the fog.

Waiting for every devoted secret martial artist to climb with difficulty.

In fact, all secret martial artists have one opponent, and that is themselves. The process of cultivating secret martial arts and developing the physical body is a process of opposing oneself, which is long and hard.

Most people have fallen, defeated by themselves.

Tears, sweat, blood…

From the moment Casio cultivated secret martial arts, he fought with these things forever. This was a form of bondage to himself.

But, even if bound for a lifetime, what’s the harm? He would take it willingly. If he could look down the road, each of his steps had its unique meaning!

It’s fun to fight with heaven, and it’s fun to fight with earth.

Fighting oneself is also fun.

The long and agonizing path of secret martial arts that might extend beyond the boxing guru to fighter wouldn’t make Casio lose heart, but instead, it would give him more fighting spirit. After all, Casio had never fought alone. The mysterious and incredible retrospective ability was also a part of him.

Even though a large part of Casio’s current achievement came from his diligent efforts, with the retrospective ability playing a leading or auxiliary role, he had to admit that the ability still greatly helped him.