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Chapter 393 - 393 230 Finger Knife vs Finger Gun (4000) _1

Chapter 393: 230 Finger Knife vs Finger Gun (4000) _1 Chapter 393: 230 Finger Knife vs Finger Gun (4000) _1 The two auras pressed against each other, a pure contest of a fighter’s aura, where victory depended on aspects such as physical strength, mental strength, boxing will, secret martial arts level, and more.

Diaz had been a fighter for five years, no longer a newcomer. The aura of the Bloodhand Fist, which he had gradually mastered, was quite formidable. But Casio was just as unique, he was naturally compatible with the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist under his murderous personality. The radius of his aura broke through to reach three meters.

At least one third stronger than an ordinary, normal fighter.

Feng Liusi, the Blood Fist, had great admiration for Casio.

The aura of the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist was a red, scale-like ripple, while the aura of the Bloodhand Fist appeared as radial waves which resembled cracks. When the two clashed, waves of aura exploded from the site of contact.

A series of tumultuous air waves rushed out in all directions.

Those secret martial artists watching from the edge of the martial arts field felt the surging air waves smash against them, carrying sand and dust, obscuring their vision. Their clothes stuck tightly to their chests, and the edges of their clothes rustled constantly.

“Is this the fight between fighters? They are just more than ten steps apart, and merely the collision of their auras creates huge ripples,” A young martial artist said, shielding his eyes with one hand and talking to the person next to him. When he opened his mouth, he accidentally swallowed some sand and had to keep spitting to get it out.

“Of course, fighters are among the top people in the Secret Martial Arts World. They have all honed their physical bodies to unimaginable extents, even mastering powers beyond the physical realm,” a middle-aged woman replied, glancing at the smoke-filled field. “I just don’t know who will win this battle…”

“It should be Gate Master Diaz. Although the visitor who challenged him seems to be strong too, I have seen Diaz use the Bloodhand Fist’s killing move, the Ten Flames Finger Knife. With just two fingers, he split a huge boulder into two. The ease with which he did it still lingers in my memory…” a representative of a nearby martial arts hall said.

“The several killing moves of the Bloodhand Fist are quite powerful, much more aggressive than ordinary secret martial arts. Diaz should have a greater chance of winning…”

A few more people began to discuss. Some felt Diaz was stronger, others thought Casio was more formidable. But generally, they all agreed that the upcoming fight between the two fighters would be intense.

The end of the battle was not expected any time soon.

They could also observe more and feast their eyes.

On the field, as the dust and smoke cleared, the two auras continued to confront each other.

On the left, Casio moved his hands in front of his chest, his arms continuously tracing the arc of a bird’s spreading wings. His ten fingers came together to form a bird’s beak-like gesture. As the tips of his fingers smoothly skimmed through the air, they left behind a trail of red steam.

He stood firmly on the spot, his body slowly emitting red air from everywhere. The air swirled around his chest, underarm, elbow, and neck, like a hazy ribbon encircling him. The ribbons converged and swirled around in different directions. From a distance, it seemed as though Casio had transformed into a human-shaped raptor, with bird calls roaring from his chest.

Diaz, standing several meters away, had a change in expression: “Embodiment of Will!”

Click click click…

In an instant, the aura enveloping him was distorted by huge pressure. From its original spherical shape, it transformed into an obvious ellipse, nearly compressing into a pancake-like shape.

Diaz could only react quickly and recall his disseminated aura, placing it within a one-meter radius around him – this was barely enough to block Casio’s invading aura.

He could no longer stand steady, but instead was forcibly pushed back several meters by an inexplicable force. His feet scratched traces on the ground. Diaz’s face turned red as he cast another serious look at Casio: “Boxing willpower is a level only veteran fighters can achieve, his aura realm is higher than mine…”

Diaz swiftly changed his tactics. He spread his legs apart, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind. He formed a horse stance with one hand on his waist, while the other hand reached out, fingers looking like a python ready to strike.

“Bloodhand Gate, Diaz!”

He hadn’t acted so formally at the beginning of the fight, but now that Casio had shown his strength, Diaz returned the gesture.

Casio’s eyes flickered, and he respectfully responded.

“Wind Elephant Gate, Casio.”

The next second, two loud bangs resounded from the ground. Two shadows flashed across the martial arts field and fiercely collided with each other.

“Python Swallow!”

During their intense exchanges, Diaz finally found an opportunity to execute the killing move of the Bloodhand Fist. His body curved and sprang backwards, his two arms striking out like pythons, his ten red fingers resembling a python’s fangs.

His trench coat flapped in the wind, with Casio’s eyes like red flames, peering at the intertwined arms that were about to come crashing down on him. From his mouth came a “Good.” His arms suddenly moved, his palms stirring the air, causing a roaring sound.

The phantom-like two hands eventually converged.

Forming the shape of a budding lotus flower.

“Blood Reflecting Flower!”

At the last moment, Casio suddenly inhaled, quickly entering the third stage of breath control, the terrifying state of Breathless Continuous Strikes.

“Blood Reflecting Flower·Thousand Hands Hundred Palms!”

Blood Reflecting Flower was created by Feng Liusi, the Blood Fist, while Thousand Hands Hundred Palms was Casio’s attempt to integrate it into his own unique move.

It was a testament to the complementary relationship between the killing move Blood Reflecting Flower and the third stage of breath control.