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Chapter 360 - 360 214 Red Vulture Fist (4000)_2

Chapter 360: 214 Red Vulture Fist (4000)_2 Chapter 360: 214 Red Vulture Fist (4000)_2 One minute later.

The car that had crashed on the side of the road was pulled back up; this was naturally not a difficult task for Casio and Amos. The exterior was slightly damaged, with shattered glass, but it was still drivable.

Around eight-thirty in the morning.

Casio and the others returned to Owl Town, briefly explained the situation, and then left the corpse there.

They immediately replaced it with a new car.

Once again, they set out from the Black Mechanism branch to go to the urban area.

This time, Casio and the others encountered no obstacles.

They smoothly returned to the downtown of the Northern Flow City, parking the car near Caesar Road. The three of them arrived in front of a single house.

Casio went directly inside and knocked on the door of the residence.

Immediately, Tom came downstairs from the second floor to open the door. Seeing that it was Casio, his face instantly lit up with joy. The uncle had disappeared for a day again, he had thought it would be longer. As soon as his smile surfaced, Tom saw two strangers standing behind Casio.

The smile was instantly repressed.

His eyes were filled with caution towards the strangers.

“Uncle, who are these two?”

“Let’s talk inside.” Casio patted the bloodstains on his shoulders, planning to take a bath and change his clothes before talking.

Several hours had passed, and the matter was taken care of.

Casio planned to entrust Tom and Xia La to Li Wei’s acquaintance to take care of, while the Black Mechanism sent people to help with this matter. Initially, when Casio mentioned this, Tom was adamantly against it.

This kid wanted to firmly stick with the uncle!

But later, Casio explained that the one taking care of Tom and Xia La would be Miss Chiara, Tom’s secret crush. Immediately, Tom assured that he would not be a hindrance to Casio, and promised him to go do what he needed to.

He would surely listen well at Miss Chiara’s.

What a face.

Casio stayed at home in the Northern Flow City on the 16th of June while the old steward Franz went to check intelligence.

Until the 19th of June.

In these three days, Casio was meditating on the fist methods of the Demon Idol secret martial art, constantly practicing non-stop in the state of inspiration.

In fact, the Demon Idol secret martial art is not perfect. Its foundation is certainly not flawed, nor is there any problem with its training method. Its physique conditioning degree is definitely stronger than most secret martial arts.

But the boxing method has some minor innovations.

In general, Casio is still practicing the Wind Elephant Fist.

The four ultimate moves, Splitting Stream, Wind Owl, Elephant Roaring Sound, and Wind Elephant Torrent. The basics are still hand-knife straight punch, swing punch, a structure that hasn’t changed. However, because he has two blood circulations and two hearts, he can attack twice instantly, compressing the moves to the extreme point.

This is definitely much stronger than the earlier Wind Elephant Fist.

But there are no earth-shattering changes.

Casio deliberately created a crude framework to gradually fill it through continuous learning and sparring with secret martial arts experts, to build skyscrapers. The boxing part of the Demon Idol secret martial art still has a large potential for moulding, which he needs to discover himself.

On the 19th of June, around half-past eight in the morning.

In the cleared secret room.

A bare-chested figure was moving back and forth in the open space, fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, and kicking legs.

All sorts of moves, all kinds of parts, continuously forming a storm-like attack forward. It was as if there was another figure in front of it, in a furious fight.

Casio was so fast that he was nearly surpassing the limit that the human eye could capture. His whole body seemed blurred, but in fact, he was rapidly striking forward.

The room echoed with the sound of pitter-patter, it was the sound of the air explosively collapsing. The airflow inside the secret room was continuously rippling, to the point where the dust in the corners was swept into a vortex.

It gently rotated in the golden beam of light projected from the window.

Swish!

A blade-like arm sliced through the air, while fingers entwined in the crimson stream of qi imposed upon the void, sending spiral ripples flying outward. The Finger Gun coupled with the Blood Qi stream.

It looked like a number of red bullets.

They hit the wall, causing rocks to shatter. The enclosure wall of the secret room was already pockmarked, clearly the result of these past few days of practice. Casio’s control of his power was quite good.

The Blood Qi stream did not puncture the wall.

He withdrew his arm in one movement, and his whole body arched like a bowstring, followed quickly by a deep inhale.

A white stream of qi formed a vortex at the tip of his nose.

Breath Blowing in Three Stages!

Currently, Casio could only achieve the first stage.

However, the effect was already quite terrifying.

Once the secret technique of Breath Blowing Three Stages was activated, his already smooth moves flowed even more fluidly, penetrating through every gap like mercury.

Explosions like firecrackers rang out throughout the training room, layered with the silhouette of each footprint and fist shadow. It was as if Casio had appeared anywhere within a ten-meter radius at the same time, his entire body shrouded in a large circle of ashy black limbs.

Whoosh…

Casio suddenly stopped, transitioning from extreme movement to extreme stillness. A circle of qi exploded out, hitting the secret room’s wall like a shockwave.

He exhaled deeply, releasing a long, hot breath.

Ending that terrifying state of Breathless Continuous Strikes.

With such a hidden card in his repertoire, he felt a bit more confident even when challenging reclusive martial arts masters.

After three days of adjusting and waiting, Casio had maintained his condition at an excellent level. He felt a desire welling up in his heart like bristling spikes, a desire that caused his skin to prickle with anticipation.

Fighting with dark creatures could only improve Casio’s combat ability. Only by sparring with Secret Martial Arts masters could he improve his martial arts skills and find the path forward in martial arts. Only then could he cultivate a formidable boxing method and develop an unbeatable momentum.

Taking a deep breath, Casio clasped his hands together.

He still looked like a frail youngster, but some of his muscles had started to appear streamlined. Casio’s body wouldn’t always keep this pretty-boy look; he could continue to train and become stronger.

However, due to the muscle density, Casio would need to spend several or even more than ten times the normal amount of time to build up this body, and there would also be a significant difference in body size limit. He estimated that even if he trained his muscles to the extreme, he wouldn’t be able to turn this body into a terrifying muscle man. At most, he could achieve a sturdy and robust form, which was clearly better than the current frailness.

Casio opened his eyes and glanced out of the window.

He immediately left the secret room, went to the washroom to take a cool shower, got dressed in casual clothes, and went downstairs.

The old steward Franz was already waiting on the couch.

Xia La had kindly made a cup of black tea for the old man.

“Did we get any news?”

Casio, with a white towel around his neck, came down the stairs. His golden hair cascaded over his forehead, along with his exquisite face, giving off a fragile adolescent air.

At first glance, Casio’s appearance was drastically different from before. He didn’t want it to be, but circumstances were beyond his control.

“Indeed, we have some news.”

Franz nodded. He was still dressed in his usual suit and tie, sporting the hairstyle of a traditional gentleman.

There was a stack of white files on the table.

“Go ahead and tell me,” Casio walked briskly to the area and sat down on the white sofa across from Franz.

“The East Sea County branch of the Black Mechanism is the largest branch of the Six Eastern Counties, recording a large amount of information about the supernatural. The whereabouts of some reclusive martial arts masters are simply recorded. Some are quite vague, while others are clearer.” Franz took a sip of black tea and handed a stack of files to Casio.

Casio looked down.

The thing that caught his eye was three words: Red Vulture Fist.

“Windsor County, in the northeastern direction of North Flow County, or the north of East Sea County. There lies a Roca Mountain Range shrouded in an original dense forest. This forest is home to various dangerous beasts and venomous snakes, treacherous terrains, and toxic miasmas. In the southern part of the Roca Mountain range, there is a Death Valley. The Mata River, which runs through Windsor County and East Sea County, passes through it. According to the intelligence from the Windsor County branch of the Black Mechanism, a martial artist has taken refuge there…”

“His name is…”