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Chapter 222 - 222 155 People from the Northern Mystery Martial World

Chapter 222: 155 People from the Northern Mystery Martial World (4100)_2 Chapter 222: 155 People from the Northern Mystery Martial World (4100)_2 This was not an easy task, it could take a lot of time. However, Casio had to do it. He couldn’t keep walking the path trodden by predecessors. He had to forge his own thorny path, and even turn this small path into a highway that leads directly to the top of the mountain.

This was the first attempt Casio made based on his own combat knowledge, like swinging the first hoe. There would be many more swings to come until he cultivated a fertile field. Then he would fertilize and water this field, and grow his own crops on it.

In the Iron Fist Gym, Casio looked at his fist thoughtfully. He seemed to have completely crushed the gym master just now, but in fact, he made a hundred mistakes. The subsequent actions of Mida’s balance destruction technique were quite problematic, and the transformation of various combat movements was rigid and inflexible.

It was forced by his higher martial arts realm.

To master and transform the balance destruction technique, there was still some difficulty. However, luckily, he still had the blood of the wisdom rune’s spirit. As long as he could lay a good foundation in advance and to some extent understand its principles, the blood of the spirit could be used to simulate the specific method based on Casio’s cognitive realm and knowledge.

Of course, he was not in a hurry. Because the heart-eye secret technique of the Three-eyed Mad Lion Style was not given to Casio. He thought that the heart-eye secret technique and Mida’s balance destruction technique were in great harmony to some extent.

Perhaps a new secret technique can be created by merging them together.

Walking out of the Iron Fist Gym, it was dusk outside.

The sky was a little red, the clouds were rolling like golden-red waves, and the lower edge was like traces of fire. Beams of light were projected from the horizon and shone on many spire and dome buildings in the East Sea City, and the neatly arranged tiles slightly reflected light.

Outside the gym was a road, with blue and white residential houses on both sides, most of which were two or three-story buildings. There were small trees planted at intervals along the sidewalk, which seemed to have been planted not long ago. Occasionally groups of pedestrians passed by the road.

Casio headed east to Liren’s high-end apartment.

When he passed by the Blossoming Fountain Square, he saw a familiar silhouette. A handsome blond youth was sitting on the black bench, seemingly hitting on a beauty next to him.

“Miss, perhaps you won’t believe it, but I…”

Suddenly, a hand rested on the blond youth’s shoulder.

“Who is it?” He turned his head back slightly dissatisfied.

It was Casio, standing silently behind him: “Let’s go…”

Ten minutes later, Casio was taken to a three-story building with white walls and a black background. Duomeng walked in front, gently pushing open the front door. Following closely behind him, Casio had just stepped inside when he suddenly sensed a strong threat coming from his side.

Swish swish swish…

A black afterimage leaped into Casio’s view, and the hissing sound of a snake echoed in his ears. Suddenly, his vision blurred, and a black-winged giant snake was arching its body, revealing its venomous fangs, and its wings, seemingly made entirely of scales, were wide open!

A shocking sense immediately seized Casio’s mind, but in the next second, a rage surged from his heart straight into his mind.

Casio roared, and his whole body swelled up in an instant, and rock white muscles like armor covered him. The big muscles twitched like earthworms, and blood vessels spread like tree roots, pumping and squeezing viscous fresh blood.

In his furious state, he instantly entered the third acceleration of blood, and with the violent push of the Qi and blood, the Rock Armor Skill also reached its peak. His shoulder trembled, and a huge black shadow howled across the air, carrying enormous power and speed, smashing towards the strange snake.

Bang!

The straight fist and the swing of the palm collided, and the air shook violently. A circle of dust ripple spread out from the collision.

Thump thump thump…

Thump thump thump…

Two figures, one tall and one short, retreated madly. Casio hit the wall with a thud, and dust fell.

He raised his head sharply, only to see an old man with a goatee standing steadily with one hand resting on the sofa.

The old man looked at his own red right hand, and then at the burly Casio: “Hey, this young man…”

At the entrance, Casio’s reddened eyes narrowed.

The more a secret martial artist practices, the higher his realm, the stronger his vision. A secret martial artist master can often spot the opponent’s flaws at a glance and attack the opponent’s shortcomings with his own strengths. Casio had experienced a lot and considered his vision not bad. He could spot five or six small flaws even when observing Duomeng closely. But this old man in front of him had no flaws at all! He was as smooth and round as a ball.

On the contrary, Casio himself felt being seen through under the old man’s gaze. The old man with a goatee’s realm and vision seemed to be several levels higher than Casio’s?

Is he a school master (fighter)?

“How is it? Hadi, didn’t get any advantages, did you?”

A familiar voice resonated, and Mian, dressed in a gray stand-collar coat, came over with a smile on his face.

“Haha, so even the Winged Snake Hadi has moments when he is pushed back.”

Several more people emerged from the shadows of the passage – all middle-aged men or elderly. Tall or short, fat or thin.

They each had a different temperament and wore different clothes.

But the only similarity was the pair of sharp eyes each of them had.

Casio took a slow breath. He felt an unprecedented threat from this group of people. It’s a stark warning brought by the mutation sense after merging with a Shadow Demon. Any one of these seven or eight people could pose a lethal threat to him.

The numerous powerhouses of the Northern Mystery Martial World sure were extraordinary.

“Just now it was merely a minor test. I hope Mr. Casio won’t mind.” The goatee man named Hadi smiled.

“This test was quite intimidating…”

Casio shook his head and reached out with his right hand to touch under his left armpit. Sure enough, the fabric there had been torn.

Hadi on the opposite side just smiled and said nothing.

Mian, who was behind the sofa, walked over: “Casio, let me introduce you. This is Hadi, the nine-decade-old Winged Snake Fist veteran. He used to be the fifteenth Winged Snake of his style. But he stepped down from that position more than thirty years ago. He is very good at taking care of his health; he looks younger than me.”

Casio raised an eyebrow. This old man with the goat-like beard was ninety-three years old, yet his hair was merely flecked with gray. He seemed full of vitality, looking no more than sixty. He never would have guessed that this man was approaching one hundred years old. As Mian said, he really knew how to take care of his health.

And that slap just now was quite powerful!

Casio’s right fist was red, and he felt a burning pain.

Mian paused, then pointed to the bald muscular man next to him: “This is Xuanjin, the head of the Sea Splitting Sect. He’s also a fighter, in the same realm as myself. Unlike me, the old fogey, he’s under fifty and is in his prime… a source of envy…”

The big bald man nodded at Casio, as a signal of recognition.

Mian then pointed to the next person. This was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a navy blue training suit.

“This is Elder Auro from the Heavenly Fall Cross Flow school…”

“And this, this is from Bai Shuijian’s firm …”

“…”

After being introduced, Casio gradually became familiar with these representatives of the Northern Mystery Martial World. It seemed that the Three-eyed Mad Lion Style had gone all out this time, gathering so many martial arts factions in only half a month. Of course, that also was due to the appealing effects of the Secret Soul that any practitioner of secret martial arts would want to know about.

“Now that we’ve all met, let’s go upstairs and have a chat.” Mian waved his hand, and everyone moved.

Duomeng also wanted to follow, but Mian suddenly turned around and said.

“Oh,by the way, Duomeng, you guard the first floor. Casio, come…”

He patted Casio’s shoulder.

“…”

Duomeng watched Casio’s silhouette, opening his mouth.

Everyone went upstairs to discuss; most of the content was mundane chit-chat, occasionally finalizing some details about the Black Rain Villa. During this time, Casio gradually became familiar with these powerhouses of the Northern Mystery Martial World, establishing closer relationships.

At night, they enjoyed dinner and stayed for the night.

Duomeng felt somewhat neglected because Mian had given Duomeng’s room to Casio and asked Duomeng to sleep with him.

On the second day, everyone began to act.

After taking care of some necessary matters on the third day in the morning, about ten people hopped on a train towards the Anta Mountains. By evening, Casio and the others arrived at Anta City.