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Chapter 427: 246 “Cool Blonde Lady” (4000)_1 Chapter 427: 246 “Cool Blonde Lady” (4000)_1 Casio’s worries were not unfounded, as the process of cultivating the Golem Secret Martial Art was gradually transforming him into something inhuman. The resonance of three basic elements at a unique frequency could create a life-field of the golem in Casio’s body that wasn’t his own.

This dark biological metamorphic magnetic field would subtly emit radiation throughout the body, gradually triggering changes in his muscle fibers, his entire skeleton, and connective tissue. It could potentially even impact his cells and genes, causing unknown transformations.

It wouldn’t be impossible for a few extra kidneys to grow in his body.

Casio reached out and touched the area where his twelfth rib was, pondering whether his abdominal cavity could accommodate a few more kidneys.

He didn’t feel much repulsion or fear for this kind of mutation. After all, Casio himself had almost been unable to be saved from a dark biological transformation. Being able to look like a human on the surface was already an improvement compared to the grotesque golem-like creature inside the black cocoon.

Who would care about what kind of monster lies beneath the exquisite skin?

Moreover, this could serve as a means to an end. Just like when Casio went to challenge Feng Liusi in the Roca Mountain Range, normal people have their hearts on the left side of their chest, while abnormal people have theirs on the right. But he had never heard of anyone having a heart on both sides of their chest.

If any enemy wanted to attack Casio’s vital points to achieve a one-hit-kill, they would likely meet a gruesome end.

Half an hour later.

The entire pale yellow fighting arena had been cleaned, the gunpowder dispersed. The shells and weapons had been cleaned up.

The wooden door closed, leaving only Casio sitting in silence.

As always, he was practicing the Golem Breathing Art, with a power that was completely different from the human body’s magnetic field wrapping around him. It felt like a faint, invisible flow of water washing over every corner of his body. Casio could feel a slight pain and itching everywhere. There was an illusion that something under the skin was swelling, and the muscle fibers were slightly squirming.

From breaking through to the Fighter Realm in the Roca Mountain Range up to now, Casio had been in a period of rapid progress. Frequent battles with opponents of the same level had helped him to actualize this potential. At this moment, Casio felt the rapid pace of progress gradually slow down, transitioning into a state of steady improvement.

The advancement in his boxing method and Qi was naturally the most noticeable. With the unparalleled compatibility of his murderous personality, and the experience of deviation, the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist naturally crossed the first stage, and his Deathfang Power reached the second stage.

The unique and emblematic features of the Red Vulture Fist and Deathfang Power gradually revealed themselves. For instance, the phenomenon of the “dead tooth” manifested in Casio’s hands.

The Deathfang Power seemed to be automatically remodeling Casio’s arms, which were its primary organs for exertion. In fact, the comparison showed that the limit to which Casio’s hands could accommodate Deathfang Power without crumbling increased by about 30%. And this level was deepening with the Deathfang Power refining and infecting his arm’s flesh and bones, seemingly developing in an unknown direction.

Feng Liusi hadn’t experienced such a situation.

On top of this, the greatest improvement for Casio during this time was his physique. He had tested over the past couple of days, and his body’s resistance to hits had increased to 1.3 times that of before, regardless of whether it was from sharp weapons or blunt objects. His muscle strength was 1.4 times that of before, his speed was 1.2 times that of before, and his momentary reaction ability was approximately 1.1 times that of before.

In fact, it was largely due to this powerful physique, which had a high tolerance for errors, that Casio appeared so formidable. Forcefully throwing out a punch, even if the technique and moves were slightly off, would still be completely compensated by strength and speed. And his stamina and self-healing abilities made him even more formidable.

He had a significant advantage when facing agile offensive fighters, hence his impressive performance in the previous string of public challenges.

During his time working with Amos and the old steward, Casio had specifically learned about their classification system for “B” level.

There was a set standard to measure the strength of a fighter.

It was a very simple scoring system.

A regular new Fighter would rank approximately as follows:

Speed: B (15)

Strength: B (15)

Defense: B (15)

Qi: B (10)

Skill: B (10)

This was an ideal state. The “B” represented the energy level of “B.” Qi included aura and will, and skills included Secret Martial Arts, finishing moves, secret techniques, and so on. Of course, if it were applied to reality, there would inevitably be discrepancies. This was just a rough approximation.

A Veteran Fighter would rank approximately as follows:

Speed: B (25)

Strength: B (25)

Defense: B (25)

Qi: B (35)

Skill: B (25)

Casio, on the other hand, was somewhat unconventional.

Speed: B (40)

Strength: B (40)

Defense: B (45)

Qi: B (20)

Skill: B (15)

If this were converted into a six-dimensional graph, it would show a very exaggerated protrusion in terms of physical quality. It could completely encapsulate both regular fighters and veteran fighters, and still leave a lot of blank space. After all, even before Casio became a fighter and challenged Feng Liusi, he could make Blood Fist feel his incredible strength.

Now that he had become a fighter, his physique naturally improved along with it.

If it weren’t for the fact that upon reaching the Fighter realm, the lethality of Secret Martial Arts had a burst of improvement, perhaps even veteran fighters would struggle to cause Casio any minor injuries.

Considering his kidneys were showing signs of mutation, perhaps his physique would have further progression after the transformation ended. He seemed to have embarked on an unusual route of strengthening, but he had no choice. Casio could not just stop and wait for his thin legs to grow thick, he could only continue to strengthen his thick legs until they were as robust as an elephant’s, allowing him to rampage on one leg.