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Chapter 409 - 409 237 Consecutive Defeats of Three School Masters

Chapter 409: 237 Consecutive Defeats of Three School Masters (4200)_2 Chapter 409: 237 Consecutive Defeats of Three School Masters (4200)_2 The more he spoke, the more the unfamiliar fighter he was describing seemed to be the man he had seen when he first entered.

As if to confirm, the youth looked up towards the fighting field. A figure that matched all his descriptions was walking step by step towards him, with scarlet eyes shimmering under his golden, tousled hair.

“Damn!”

“It’s the exact same one!”

“Could it be?”

The youth widened his eyes, looking from Casio to the injured Gate Master on his side. Justin shook his head, “The intelligence arrived too late. I’ve already been defeated…”

He let out a deep breath laced with the smell of blood.

He then pushed through the crowd and looked straight at Casio, who was ten meters away, “So you’re the mysterious master who’s been challenging and defeating several fighters in Windsor County in recent days. Both the Red Hand Fist Gate Master and Extreme Softness Way Gate Master have been defeated by you.”

Justin’s voice was not too loud or too soft, just right for everyone present to hear his words. Despite being defeated by Casio, he was somewhat thankful for the timely arrival of the intelligence from the disciple of the Evil Eye Fist.

But he wasn’t the only one who lost. Two other unfortunate fighters had been defeated before him! In a way, this felt like sharing some of the external pressure with Justin…

In no time, murmurs of discussion arose among the spectators around.

Especially the Gate Masters and Elders from the secret martial arts world of Windsor County.

“So both the Red Hand Fist Gate Master and Extreme Softness Way Gate Master have already been overthrown. They’re both fighters in their prime…”

“Together with the Evil Eye Fist, this man has actually toppled three major secret martial sects in such a short time. He’s defeated three Gate Masters!”

“His frequency of battles, his desire to challenge, and his highly aggressive combat style remind me of someone…”

“This is definitely beyond the realm of ordinary fighters!”

It was the same for those from Soul-losing Swordsmanship and Star Ring Fist. Many young learners who had come along were shocked. Soul-losing Swordsmanship and Star Ring Fist were major schools in the East Nine Gates, and even within their schools, top fighters were quite rare.

Such a level could not be achieved purely by resources and forces.

Talent, will, and even luck were indispensable.

The blond fighter who had arrived in Windsor County and defeated three people in a row, made the fighters look like cabbages.

This was equally shocking for the people of East Nine Gates.

On the side of Soul-losing Swordsmanship, Lance, who had been knocked out earlier, slowly came around. He felt waves of intense pain from his stomach and an all-over feeling of weakness and nausea.

His eyes opened hazily.

“Lance, you’re awake?! Glad you’re ok, it’s a minor injury…”

The bald elder who had been caring for Lance expressed his relief.

“I’m fine, thank you for your concern, Master…”

Ta-ta-ta…

A series of footsteps passed by. Lance glanced sideways and the prominent blond hair caught his eye. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have been knocked unconscious by this man in an instant?

So instinctively, Lance began speaking in an unfriendly tone.

“Hey, it was you who… um um um um…”

The bald elder, who had just been all smiles, still maintained his inexplicably somewhat fake smile. His right hand, however, tightly covered Lance’s mouth, almost suffocating his own disciple in the process.

Lance’s eyes widened. There was a moment when he thought his teacher was going to kill him. He was injured, but he still struggled continuously.

“Um um um… gah!”

Lance immediately stopped struggling, and the bald elder lowered his hand.

He knocked his pupil out again.

Shut up.

The kid’s brain had been hit earlier, and after waking up, he was spouting nonsense. It’s better if he continues to sleep deeply for a while.

On another side.

Upon hearing the reactions of everyone, Justin heaved a quiet sigh of relief. Watching Casio approach closer and closer, he continued, “Your strength is indeed extraordinary. I was previously occupied with the guests over there and wasn’t able to see to you straight away, I hope you understand…”

“I don’t need any reception.” Casio suddenly stopped in his tracks and bluntly asked, “Where is your martial uncle?”

The information conveyed by his casual words was self-evident.

He had come to challenge—having already defeated the gate master of the Evil Eye Fist, he desired the next opponent. There was still a trace of blood in Casio’s eyes, his killer personality speaking with a certain dominance.

“…” Justin opened his mouth, ready to reply.

Suddenly, Casio turned his attention towards the passageway, a smile appearing on his face. Unbeknownst to anyone, an old man dressed in grey training clothes was standing there, looking silently in this direction.

Just like any normal elderly person, he was thin and lean, with wrinkled skin and grayish-white hair, an old man in totality. However, he wore round glasses, which gave him an inexplicable scholarly aura.

The old man, looking at Casio, his gaze flat and calm.

“Justin’s martial uncle, would be me.”

Whoosh!

In a blink of an eye, the old main with glasses as if teleporting, appeared immediately to Justin’s left side.

At the same moment, his aura spread out with great authority.

A ripple of energy within a radius of four and a half meters collided instantly with Casio’s aura, whipping up a violent gale between them.

The Evil Eye Fist core members, who were closest to them, couldn’t maintain their balance and were pushed back nearly ten meters, as if shot away by an airbag. The other onlookers were also wind-battered, their eyes unable to open, with the sound of the howling wind in their ears.

Screech!

From within the air current, unraveled a sharp cry of a fierce bird.

On top of Casio’s head, a vortex emerged from the red steam, within which a translucent figure of a giant red vulture could be faintly seen.

At the same moment.

There was no change in the expression on the face of the old man with glasses.

A smoky, dark aura burst out from him like a firework, forming a curtain of darkness, just like the night sky. Suddenly, a giant eye at the center of the curtain opened, as if a god overlooking the universe.

An unprecedented, immense pressure bore down on Casio from all directions, with the air currents inching closer.

In his current killer personality state, there was no way he would retreat in the face of an opponent. His South Dipper Red Vulture aura surged with murderous and bloody intent at its peak, in a bid to withstand the opponent’s momentum.

Wave after wave lashed out, incessantly.

Pop!

Casio suddenly heard a shattering sound from within his body, a quick probe revealed it was his acupuncture points.

He had just come from a close brawl with a powerful fighter and now was colliding with the aura of a veteran fighter. His already weakened acupuncture point was completely shattered.

This is…the ninth acupuncture point.

Cultivating through combat, this indeed was the correct cultivation method for South Dipper Red Vulture Fist. Of course, the premise was, not being afraid of getting hurt.

Casio had now reached nine acupuncture points, needing only two more to reach the first phase total of eleven. Much like the Ancient Assassination Fist techniques, the South Dipper Red Vulture didn’t have a grade system, just the presence of more acupuncture points. Feng Liusi, being the only cultivator known prior to this, had divided it into six phases, a total of sixty-six acupuncture points, with each phase consisting of eleven points. The interaction between the acupuncture points would increase with each new phase.

Eleven acupuncture points mutually resonating would make the Deathfang Power more orderly and precise, like a disciplined army. Both in terms of quality and killing power, it would be a notch above the rest.

During his peak, Feng Liusi had forty acupuncture points, which is the fourth phase. Casio was currently at the end of the first stage, on the verge of reaching the second. During this time, each challenge he made to the fighters in Windsor County always had yield, nearly reaching a state of one fighter breakdown for each acupuncture unlock. The current Great Elder of the Evil Eye Fist was not an ordinary expert but a veteran fighter. If he were to face him alone…

Would he directly enter the second phase of the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist?

Once he reaches the second phase, the quantity of the acupuncture points would be enough to a certain degree. He could then attempt, like Feng Liusi’s three major strikes, to rapidly resonate his self-created techniques with the body’s acupuncture points, to get a truly complete version of his moves.

South Dipper Red Vulture Fist·Thousand Hands Hundred Palms.

South Dipper Red Vulture Fist·Red Mist Finger Gun.

South Dipper Red Vulture Fist·Wind Elephant Quadruple.

How many acupuncture points would each of these moves need to resonate…?

Casio felt a need to let his killer persona break the previous restrictions of not using Deathfang Power, stop suppressing his Qi, and when necessary, stimulate the Demon Idol life field to use the Demon Idol state. He was ready to face the old chap whose head was decorated with an evil eye!