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Chapter 388 - 388 227 Saint Fist Tyrant Fist Extreme Fist (4000)_2

Chapter 388: 227 Saint Fist, Tyrant Fist, Extreme Fist (4000)_2 Chapter 388: 227 Saint Fist, Tyrant Fist, Extreme Fist (4000)_2 Some raindrops penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, one after the other, they dullly struck the wooden roof of the cabin. Below, two wooden platform beds were suspended in mid-air. On the left and right, respectively, lay Casio and Feng Liusi. The sound of raindrops striking was all they could hear in their ears.

Feng Liusi crossed his arms over his chest, his slightly worn eyes turned to glance at Casio and said in a deep voice, “You seem to be somewhat lost. If it’s no trouble, why not share what’s on your mind…”

Casio wrinkled his brows slightly, eventually opening his mouth to speak, “Does Secret Martial Art have a limit? How far does the end of the path of Martial Arts lie? I can’t see it…”

“Are you asking about realms?”

“Sort of…”

Feng Liusi nodded, his mind seemingly contemplating something, finally speaking, “There are over 200 million people in the Hong Li Federation at present. Combined, the Southern and Northern Secret Martial Art Worlds have about a hundred Secret Martial Artists who have reached the Fighter level. Do you feel like you’ve already reached the peak of Secret Martial Art, as though there’s nowhere to further progress? Is that why you’re confused?” He turned to look at Casio.

“Somewhat…” Casio nodded.

Feng Liusi slowly said, “In the Secret Martial Art World, every variety of peculiar Secret Martial Art eventually points to the realm of the Fighter. Even if there is a follow-up, they only take a few more steps at the Fighter level. It seems as if this has reached the limit of Secret Martial Art…” He paused slightly before continuing, “But that’s not really the case…”

“?” Casio’s spirit perked up immediately.

“As far as I know, there are even higher realms of Secret Martial Art above the Fighter. It’s just that those realms are too mysterious and often only a few people emerge in a century. They push their own Secret Martial Art characteristics to the extreme, hammering one aspect of their physique to the point of Transcendence into the Saint, transforming the Qi in their bodies into a solid state! That’s no longer the realm of being human, it’s exceedingly overbearing, a Transcendence into the Saint!”

Feng Liusi enunciated the last six words slowly and carefully.

“Saint Fist, Tyrant Fist, Extreme Fist!”

Casio felt a sudden jolt in his mind and froze on the spot. He seemed to glimpse a glimmer of a promising path revealed in the midst of the haze.

“Those with the Saint Fist, proper and unique in use, create a Majestic Atmosphere. A single thought permeates throughout, moving, sitting, and lying down like a Fist of the Saint. Those with the Tyrant Fist, let their Qi out, pressing forward invincibly, suppressing with a grand force. They go undefeated in all their battles, hence, are the Overlord of the Fist. Those with the Extreme Fist, hide their Qi within, seeing nothing but their moves, and boxing methods, they are addressed as the Fist of the Extreme.”

Feng Liusi’s gaze seemed to become somewhat hollow, “Ten years ago, when I was still at my peak, the maritime industry in the eastern part of East Sea County was developing rapidly. Various routes to different parts of the world were being established. At the same time, some of the usually mysterious coral reefs and islands were also discovered and marked. Even some idle fellows would go up and explore for pirate treasures…”

“This at most could be considered an adventure, and naturally, no so-called treasure could be found. But one day, large numbers of old antiques of an era style never seen before in the archaeological world appeared in the eastern six counties.” Feng Liusi suddenly turned to look at Casio.

“Boy, you should remember, I’ve said that my Southern Dipper Red Vulture Fist came from an underground relic in the Roca Mountain Range. I got the Southern Dipper’s secret transmission, left the thick fog, and later wanted to find that relic again, but I could never find it. However, I remember the style of that relic matched those antiques exactly!”

“Since I knew in advance that the Southern Dipper’s secret transmission was not just the Southern Dipper Red Vulture Fist, I speculated that there would be other places in the world with similar ancient ruins, as well as other Southern Dipper secret transmissions.”

Feng Liusi was slowly recounting his story, “Those antiques caught my attention. After some investigation, I discovered that they were antiques obtained by a group of adventurers who called themselves Treasure Hunters, on a mysterious island off the coast of East Sea County. This discovery surprised and even excited me greatly. Because the Southern Dipper secret transmissions are all kinds of ancient assassination boxing methods, not like the ordinary Secret Martial Art that have various different methods of refining the physique.”

“This implies that there is a high probability that there will be no conflict or resistance among the different Southern Dipper Fist techniques. Being proficient in the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, I can still learn the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist, Sonic Snake Fist…”

Feng Liusi took a deep breath, as if the excitement from ten years ago lingered until now: “After some investigation, I found the location where the antique appeared. That place is isolated by a storm for most of the year, only during a brief lull can it be accessed…

“Its name is Immortal Island Archipelago.”

At these words, a glint flashed in Casio’s eyes. He involuntarily lifted his hand and looked at the ring tattoo on his finger.

The Immortal Island Archipelago! Immortal Island! A place that Li Wei had once visited, and there, he obtained the Combat Demon Ring, possessing the ability to unleash Avalon’s Blood Wave. Casio thought about the memories in his mind, but he could only get a few vague fragments of the contours.

Li Wei’s mental trauma was so severe, with schizophrenia, memory loss, and blank mind quite frequent. Casio could barely extract a few images: Storm, sea, fishing boat, unknown island, crowd of strange people in black robes, bone tree full of rings….

On the side, Feng Liusi continued to speak.

“At that time, I was impatient and at the peak of my strength, so I went to find the Eternal Island Archipelago on my own.”

“Hard work pays off. It took me two months of searching before I met a treasure hunter who had been to the Immortal Island. After a substantial payment, he agreed to take me to the island.”

“Everything went smoothly, without any exceptions. But when I landed on the Immortal Island, I found that others had gotten there first. The island was full of the traces of battle, from two groups of people. One group was full of rings with unknown power, and the other had an eye logo on their right shoulder.”

“I followed them all the way into an underground relic. They seemed to be there for that purpose too! Subsequently, a series of thrilling and fantastic experiences happened inside the relic. I was discovered midway. The group with the eyes on their shoulders came from the “Door” organization. This, I overheard later. The leader of this team, a man who looked like a woman, appeared very young, but his combat power was extremely strong. He was blind in one eye and wielded a One-Eyed Long Sword. I have no idea what kind of strange secret martial art or secret technique he used. The light of his sword was extremely sharp…”

“My South Dipper Red Vulture Fist was at the forty acupoint realm, and I had only started learning the Liberation State. I can just barely keep up with him on a scale of 30:70…”

Feng Liusi continued to reminisce, “That man’s name is Garoro, apparently, he is one of the core members of the ‘Door” organization. His subordinates call him Ghost Knife. I lost badly in that fight, getting severely wounded without even seeing the Southern Dipper secret scriptures. I risked my life to escape the relic, while Ghost Knife was right behind me, ready to kill me…”

“Just then, a very old man appeared out of nowhere. He looked almost a hundred years old, so old that he could hardly walk. He saved me, just by using one glance.” Feng Liusi seemed stunned recalling the past, “That old man did nothing, he merely released his qi.”

Boom boom! The rain fell ferociously as if it were a waterfall. There were splashes everywhere accompanied by the noise of the rain pattering.

Feng Liusi pointed outside, “Just like now. That man’s qi was so vast that it filled the sky, heavy as a rock, and as turbulent as a waterfall. The feeling was as if he filled everything around us, just as the sky is now. The pitch black night sky, the cumulus clouds in the sky, the heavy rain falling from the clouds, the dense forest we are in, the earth under our feet, it all felt like his qi!”

“Do you understand the feeling of this?!”

Feng Liusi took a deep breath, “He has certainly gone beyond a fighter, reaching a higher realm in the way of the Secret Martial Artist!”

“If you ask whether a Secret Martial Artist can compare with the natural forces through human power, then I can confidently say, yes, definitely! Overlord of the Fist, Fist of the Saint, Extreme Fist… The path of Secret Martial Arts is profound and unfathomable, you are still young, anything is possible…”