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Chapter 279 - 279 179 Richard Pendulum Swing Shines (4000)_2

Chapter 279: 179 Richard Pendulum Swing Shines (4000)_2 Chapter 279: 179 Richard Pendulum Swing Shines (4000)_2 Because they… don’t have the key.

Under the sparse moonlight, Baichuan City was doused in the light of the moon. Casio’s new residence is still within the urban area, but relatively far from the Central Street District. There should be a station about a few hundred meters away along the main road.

Beyond that is a complex network of alleys, that has scattered buildings and sporadic dim lights through the windows. The Red Eye Level Shadow Demon has now morphed into a half-human, half-dark creature, its power at its peak.

It was clear that it was no longer human. Its arms gradually elongated and extended; its ten fingers were long and thin, with sharpened white nails that appeared like blades.

With every step hitting the ground, its body would catapult five or six meters forward, like a black phantom.

And behind the Red Eye Level Shadow Demon,

another towering shadow was leisurely trailing behind.

It was not that Casio underestimated the Red Eye Level Shadow Demon, but the facts lay before him. Even if he hadn’t cultivated speed-focused secret martial arts, just based on his physical qualities, he was faster than it. If he wanted, he could catch up with the shadow in front of him within five to ten seconds. Now he was merely slowing down, intentionally maintaining a certain distance from the Shadow Demon.

The two figures moved swiftly through the alleys, one after another.

After who knows how long,

the streets on either side appeared more dilapidated and quiet than before. Every now and then, a dark street lamp would appear, on top of which was a metal rack protruding upwards like a candlestick, serving as ornaments for the remote alleyways.

This was the edge of the urban area. Faint silhouettes of the black cliffs and fields of grass and trees behind the buildings could be seen. All of the houses had tightly shut doors and windows, no signs of light seeping out.

“No fish biting?”

Casio squinted his eyes and rapidly picked up his pace.

Suddenly, on the balcony of a building on the right of the alley.

A black silhouette fell silently, like a fish plunging from a waterfall into a pond, aggressively pouncing towards Casio’s back.

Whoosh!

Casio fiercely turned around and threw a punch.

His fist directly penetrated through the silhouette’s chest, and shattered fabric and fresh blood sprayed out, alongside which, the silhouette was sent flying backward.

“Finally couldn’t hold back?”

Casio shook his arm, getting rid of the blood stains on his skin.

Unfortunately, there was only one shadow demon within his pursuit range. The other Red Eye Level Shadow Demons he had anticipated did not appear, and the brown-haired man in front was merely running away with all his might.

It seemed he had no intention of returning to the base and seeking help from other shadow demons. Could it be that the shadow demons also had a sense of loyalty and that they valued the interests of the group as well?

“Whatever, I’ll just reel in this fish bait.”

Casio took a step and the ground vibrated. He shot out like an arrow released from a bow. After a few leaps,

he was less than five meters away from the brown-haired man.

Boom!

The Red Eye Level Shadow Demon was hit directly in the chest by a punch without any time to resist. He vomitted blood from his mouth. He staggered and fell, skidding five or six meters on the ground.

He raised his arm to try to get up, but an unusual force was coursing through his body, disrupting his balance and coordination.

The power in the man’s wrist dissipated.

This was the Midahtko Balance Destruction Technique…

Casio had made good use of it.

A Red Eye Level Shadow Demon is the equivalent of a weakened boxing master.

The essence of its life was definitely superior to that of new humans.

It was perfect as a sacrifice for the magic water ritual.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, he abruptly stopped. His sharp eyes, faintly tinged with red, swiftly scanned the left alleyway. There was a shadow there.

Boom.

A deep footprint suddenly appeared on the cement road.

In a split second, Casio covered a distance of several tens of meters, crashing into the alleyway like a shell. There was a rapid swirl of white mist.

Hiss hiss hiss!

A hand knife traced a white line in the air, wildly slicing against the wall, causing an explosion. The shards of the wall were propelled out by the hand knife, hitting the surrounding areas like bullets.

There was a sound of continuous collisions.

Hoo~

More than a dozen shards that flew out got shattered by a palm blow in mid-air, and a fuzzy, oval-shaped black mass floated in the air.

That was a visual confusion caused by the rapid swinging of both hands.

“Shi!”

From the oval sphere, a black arm suddenly reached out like a chisel and brutally struck Casio’s shoulder.

Bang!

The sound of armor collision came from the place where the fist’s skin hit.

Casio’s left arm tingled slightly, feeling a clever and roaming force penetrate his skin and muscles, directly hitting his joints. Although it was quickly annihilated, technically speaking, Casio was injured under this punch.

“Such strong Hard Qigong!”

In the shadows, a similar cry of surprise came over.

As the dust cleared, a man in his thirties with black hair revealed his figure. He had an average face, looking no different from a passerby. He was wearing a piece of jewelry around his neck, seemingly jade strung together with red thread. His clothes were a matching set of yellow garb, full of pockets, in the style of an explorer.

“You’re very good, able to injure me through the defense of Hard Qigong.” Casio never held back his praise for the strong: “That force is very special, what’s it called?”

“Razor Wind Force, it’s a technique I happened to stumble upon. It allows my fist to carry a unique penetrating power.”

The black-haired man across spoke candidly.

“Hehehe.” Casio inexplicably chuckled: “Return for an attack is only courtesy.

Since you just punched me, you should taste the punch I will pay you back in return. Cold Wind Elephant Roaring Sound!”

For a moment, a cloud of white air enveloped Casio’s entire arm. His feet sidestepped, assuming a standard combat posture. His shoulders swayed delicately, ushering a circulating power.

The bulging intertwining muscles exuded an elephantine white hue. Hot blood surged through his broad blue veins, transmitting power to his arms.

Lunged forward, with a punch!

Hu…

The fast, straight punch was advancing rapidly in mid-air, with a halo of white air stream seemingly forming a shield on the surface of the punch.

In the air, it seemed like the roar of an elephant was heard. That was the intense noise brought about by the arm breaking through the air.

“Bang!”

This punch directly pierced through the black-haired man’s chest and violently hit the wall behind him. The ground abruptly vibrated, and half of the gray wall collapsed.

Dust swirled.

Despite knocking down the wall with a single punch, Casio’s face portrayed no joy. Because the force exerted on that punch was too light, as if the punch went through the air and directly struck the wall.

“Such immense power, with astonishing destructiveness.”

Suddenly, a voice came from Casio’s side.

“Sure enough!”

Casio abruptly turned around and threw another punch, twisting his feet and waist simultaneously, whipping out his right arm like a whip.

Thud!

He could feel the force of the blockage at his fist, it was very light, just like a dragonfly skimming over water. But the black-haired man had vanished again, only leaving behind his afterimage.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Casio spoke slowly.

“You’re too strong, I dare not confront you directly.”

From the right side came a familiar voice.

“What kind of body technique is this? I’ve never seen it before.” Casio squinted his eyes, not probing any longer, but asked calmly.

“Pendulum Step, or Richard’s Pendulum Sway.”

The black-haired man replied.

Casio turned to look at the man about ten meters away: “Wind Elephant Gate, Casio, may I ask which school’s expert you are?”

“School?” A puzzled expression was on the black-haired man’s face.

“No, I’m just an explorer, a treasure hunter.”

“This set of skills was all accidentally obtained. I didn’t have a master or belong to any school. Besides, you can call me Yun.”

“Yun?” Casio’s eyebrows arched.

“Yes, Yun. I’m not from the Hong Li Federation.”

The black-haired man explained.

“…” As Casio was about to speak, his mouth suddenly tasted bitter. As if a piece of Coptis teeta was stuffed into his mouth at some unknown time.

“This feeling…is…Obsession Antique?!”