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Chapter 416 - 416 240 Sacred Ice and Frost True Skill (4200) _2

Chapter 416: 240 Sacred Ice and Frost True Skill (4200) _2 Chapter 416: 240 Sacred Ice and Frost True Skill (4200) _2 Having taken that punch, Casio was inexplicably reminded of the last time he visited Death Valley in search of Feng Liusi, when he also took a punch and was directly beaten into a bloody mess of critical injuries. Sheng Feinan felt he was a bit unlucky.

Feng Liusi noticed the sharp look in his eyes and said, “You rushed in too quickly, I didn’t have a chance to alert you. Casio has just defeated a veteran fighter from the Evil Eye Fist Sect.”

“He is now in a state of explosive power augmentation, his strength and physique have greatly increased. Don’t even think about taking him on in a one-on-one brawl, you could get killed. All you need to do is use the cold air effect from your Saint Ice Realm’s True Technique to impact Casio’s speed and reactions, I’ll take care of the rest.” As Feng Liusi’s words fell, he rushed forward rapidly.

He stomped his foot on the ground, and a punch blasted out.

Bang!

In an instant, his fist collided with Casio’s, which came at him like a rocket. The floor under their feet shattered without surprise, and due to the counteractive force, the floor behind them for dozens of meters rose unevenly, forming an arc like a bridge.

Clink!

Feng Liusi instantly flicked his hand and rebounded, from his fist striking the air came the unique sound of his force piercing the airflow.

Casio violently retreated three steps, the muscles in his right forearm writhed rapidly, followed by two continuous explosions. Four or five bloody cracks appeared on his flesh. It was the result of Feng Liusi’s higher level Deathfang Power quickly invading his body.

“Are you sure about hitting your own disciple like this? Be careful not to cripple him with your Deathfang Power…” Sheng Feinan, looking at the injury on Casio’s arm, twitched his eyelids. While speaking, he quickly moved. His toes tapped the ground and his whole person flashed rapidly to the side.

The blue whip in his hand made an explosive sound with a snap.

A streak of blood appeared instantaneously on Casio’s muscular back, and around this mark, a vague flow of air remained, carrying an insistent chilliness which was soft but persistent.

Sheng Feinan swung his right hand, the whip in his hand kept going in and out like a poisonous snake, flying out and retracting. There were continuous sounds of swatting air and flesh. His attacks were fast and each hit Casio on the joint.

These spots are most susceptible to the frost effect of the Saint Ice Realm’s True Art, significantly slowing down the opponent’s speed and response movement. Sometimes, when the frost accumulates too much, it will cause the opponent’s muscles to go numb, blood vessels to contract, and flesh to freeze to death.

“Extreme Ice Double Arc Line!”

A bright blue light shone in Sheng Feinan’s eyes, and his right hand blurred instantaneously.

The next second, two deep blue thin lines, seemingly light and floaty, slid towards Casio. It was slow but actually swift, with the tip of the whip hitting his broad shoulders like a cone.

His flesh tore and cracked, the blood from the wound even turned into frost crystals in an instant, as if a blooming blood-red flower.

Sheng Feinan, watching Casio, who was almost covered in chilliness, wanted to whip him again. However, Feng Liusi, sharp-eyed at his side, dashed forward and shouted, “Sheng Feinan, let go quickly!”

“Huh?”

Sheng Feinan immediately felt an overwhelming force transmitted from the whip in his hand, and he couldn’t resist it at all. He stumbled forward for five or six steps. Catching his breath, he saw a giant black fist, like a shell, rushing straight towards his head.

The fist grew increasingly bigger in his vision. Sheng Feinan could even see the veins and knuckles on it!

A bowl-shaped compressed air current carrying a raging wind roared towards him.

Sheng Feinan: “!!!”

Feng Liusi: “Detonate!”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of continuous and relentless stifled roars burst from all over Casio’s body, it was the Deathfang Power that had been punched into his body during their fight just now detonating. It triggered a series of chain reactions. Casio, under the state of the Demon Idol, was covered in splatters of blood, and his joint areas were no exception. Additionally, with the frost interference, his entire body stiffened up.

That roaring punch suddenly froze in mid-air.

The distance between the surface of the fist and Sheng Feinan’s forehead was just half a centimeter. The howling wind swept past him, causing his entire eye socket to numb and weaken.

Five seconds later, Sheng Feinan swallowed, keeping his distance he said, “Feng Liusi, your disciple is far more terrifying than you after he deviated. We barely managed to control him…”

Feng Liusi shook his head and said, “We didn’t control him, it’s just that the Deathfang Power in Casio’s body has been exhausted.”

His gaze shifted to the muscular giant who stood like a sculpture, motionless. Casio’s eyes were tightly closed at this moment, the cross-shaped indent on his forehead flickering with light constantly.

His body was full of dense injuries, everywhere there were traces of blood and wounds, as well as the signs of frostbite on the skin covering the joints.

Even with his strong body, Casio was left battered and bruised at the hands of the two veteran fighters.

Sheng Feinan took one look at Casio’s bloodied body.

“Feng Liusi, what will you do now that your apprentice is in this condition? Can he still accompany you for that task? Without at least half a year…”

“I’m afraid…”

His words suddenly fell silent, his gaze lingering on Casio’s body as if he realized something was wrong. Sheng Feinan took a step forward to take a closer look and gasped.

“This regenerative power… this physique… what kind of secret martial art is this?”

Casio, who stood frozen in place, could now be seen visibly healing at a remarkable speed. The robust muscles writhed to close the wounds, and the skin joined and healed itself.

Though the injuries inflicted by Feng Liusi and his partner were severe, they had not damaged any bones or severed any limbs. Casio, in his demon idol state, had dramatically increased self-healing abilities, a trait inherited from the indestructible dark creatures. Just like how his chest was previously hollowed out and his heart blown away in a previous battle against Feng Liusi, he had quickly recovered.

So, naturally, these injuries were minor in comparison.

Feng Liusi glanced at the shocked Sheng Feinan, and seemingly casually said, “This is Casio’s unique talent. As I’ve said before, to learn the Red Vulture Fist from me, one must be the genius among geniuses…”

Sheng Feinan shifted his gaze away, ignoring Feng Liusi’s words. This regenerative power was more than a mere unique talent, but everyone has their secrets, and he didn’t need to delve deeper.

One minute later.

By the time the members of Windsor County Secret Martial Arts World, East Nine Gates, and others emerged from the fighting field, all they could see was destruction all around, and there was no trace of Casio and his group. Justin, the Gate Master of the Evil Eye Fist Sect, and the Great Elder Buck, both bore unpleasant looks.

The reason wasn’t solely due to their injuries. Everything that had happened was a disaster. Being defeated in their own arena, their fighting field destroyed, and losing face in front of everyone. Their plans for the Eastern Alliance might also be affected. Everything was just awful.

Justin leaned at the entrance coughing. He had a nagging feeling that something was amiss, that he was forgetting something.

But, his severe internal injuries took precedence, and restoring his health was what mattered most.

On the side of the Soul-losing Swordmanship and Star Ring Fist, the Eastern Twin Stars who had regained consciousness were feeling indescribable chagrin. They had challenged others all the way here, only to unwittingly bite off more than they could chew. And what’s worse, they had assembled for nothing, as the challenge was directed at the Evil Eye Fist.

So they had foolishly charged in…

They would need to keep their eyes open in the future while in the Secret Martial Arts world. Just because they had the backing of a powerful sect, they should not underestimate the experts of the world.

Last but not least, there were the people from the Windsor County Secret Martial Arts World who had been satisfied with their outing.

They had seen the Evil Eye Fist repeatedly take hits, the previously arrogant Eastern Twin Stars knocked out by a single blow. The terrifying scene of the berserk fighters going out of control would provide fodder for future discussions.

They were speculating among themselves about the identity and school of the unexpected fighter who had suddenly appeared today.

Only Rune, the Gate Master of Red Vulture Fist, remained silent on the journey back, seemingly pondering something. He then left the headquarters of the Evil Eye Fist Sect and drove past the caution line.

Traveling along a secluded road back to the city.

Suddenly.

He hit the brakes.

Several meters ahead, a figure stood firmly in the middle of the road, back facing towards the car. Rune got out of the car, about to say something. But his mind suddenly overlapped the figure in front of him with a silhouette from his memories.

The familiar feeling made Rune’s palms hot.

He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.

At that moment, the figure turned around, revealing a middle-aged man’s face with a trace of a smile.

“What’s the matter, little Rune?”

“Don’t you recognize your old man?”