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Chapter 454 - 454 257 Fighters triple muscle density (6000)_2

Chapter 454: 257 Fighter’s triple muscle density (6000)_2 Chapter 454: 257 Fighter’s triple muscle density (6000)_2 “Fine, since you’re still alive by sheer luck, I’ll kill you again.” As Garoro declared with frosty indifference, he casually rested his half human-length Decapitation Knife on his left shoulder. The sharp blade pointed straight up, flashing a purplish hue under the moonlight.

This knife is named Decapitation. It was crafted by several professional blade masters using a special alloy formula provided by the organization, forged through countless hammerings and trial materials over half a year.

Garoro, also known as Ghost Knife, has two more knives at his waist.

The blue-tinted one is called Stab, and the reddish one is called Shock.

The different knives vary slightly in shape, blade width, and balance point. The alloy formulas they were made with also differ.

They each have different purposes: Decapitation, Stab, Shock.

Wielded by the Blade-master Garoro, the three styles can be maximized to their utmost potency and continually rotated. When both hands are utilized at the peak period, all three knives can be wielded simultaneously, forming the Three Blade Style.

Feng Liusi was gravely injured by the combined burst of these three blades.

It’s unclear if Ghost Knife, now with one less arm, can still wield the Three Blade Style. If he could only handle two or one knife, his lethality would definitely not be as terrifying as before.

Across the way, Feng Liusi showed no drastic change in his aura upon hearing Garoro’s words: “You’ve lost an arm and yet you’re still so arrogant.” He shook his head, “What a pity, if only I had another month or two. The Deathfang Power would’ve completely entered the Fifth Stage…”

Before he ended his lament, Feng Liusi abruptly said to Casio.

“We fight shoulder to shoulder!”

“Sheng Feinan, you take on the one on the roof!”

“No.” Casio looked straight at the roof, shook his head, “I will deal with the one wearing the black robe…”

Feng Liusi followed his gaze. The man on the eave pushed back his hood, revealing a middle-aged face. His skin was a bronze color and he was tall and muscular, with bulging muscles all over his body.

Casio muttered to himself, “Gate Master Belon of the Wind Elephant Gate…”

“Alright. Sheng Feinan and I will handle the others. You deal with the rest.” Feng Liusi said immediately. He had already had suspicions about Casio’s background. When Casio claimed to be from the Wind Elephant Gate in Death Valley, hadn’t taken a master during his Red Vulture Fist cultivation, in addition to what had just happened at the casino. All of these led to his current guess.

Ting! Garoro slowly raised his knife.

Boom! Feng Liusi no longer divided his attention, flexed his fists, and took a step forward. Sheng Feinan followed suit. The two steps echoed on the sidewalk, creating a muffled thunder-like vibration.

Casio stood still in the same place, gazing across a distance of dozens of meters at the man on the eave.

“Wind Elephant Gate’s Casio, bowing to the Gate Master.”

He clasped his fists, slowly raised his head and gave a chilling smile under the moonlight. His row of stark white teeth sent chills down one’s spine.

whoosh! The sound of rubbing clothes was short and brisk.

In an instant, Casio assumed an opening stance of the martial art, his legs spread like that in a horse stance, his waist bent and his body bowed. His hands lifted in right angles, like a boxer with fists in temple position.

This was one of the opening stances of the Wind Elephant Combat.

Pop!

Driving his powerful physique, his foot came down and provided a massive thrust for the transition from stillness to movement. His steps were ferocious, leaving footprints in the cement ground with each stride.

On top of the building, Dino, the vice-chairman of the Blood Spirit Association, looked down coldly. From a distance, he could smell the strong scent of blood that Casio emitted after releasing his aura. That was the killing intention that came from the countless Dead Blood that died in his hands. In this operation against the Blood Nest in East Sea City, clearly, this man in front of him had been the main force of the slaughter.

The Blood Nest had been nearly wiped clean of Dead Blood by him.

Dino almost lost all his forces.

How could he not be angry?

With a move of his toes, a silhouette fell swiftly from the top of the building. His cloak flipped and fluttered during his descent, like a heavy, dark cloud. Within the cloud, a pair of evil, blood-red eyes fixed closely on Casio.

In midair, he swiftly swung his right hand, and his already robust arm instantly swelled to twice its size. His palm transformed into a monstrous claw that was veined with bulging tendons.

With a fierce swing downward, the air seemed to scream as it was torn apart.

Boom!

From left and right, and from above and below, two black shadows collided at the center of the road, exploding into a blast of shock waves.

Like a tangible white halo, it spiraled and expanded.

Hovering in mid-air, Dino was stopped in his tracks. Casio’s knees slightly sunk. The ground below where his feet had pressed down cracked like a spider’s web, with dense cracks spreading out for several meters.

“Competing in physical prowess?” Casio suddenly raised his head and instantly transformed his fist into a palm, seizing Dino like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Dino seemed to be just as confident in his own power.

His feet landed on the ground and he instantly engaged in arm wrestling at the center of the cracks. His muscular body was expressionless. His muscles jumped like steel cables under his skin, generating high heat that caused the surrounding air to become somewhat blazing hot.

This powerful body originally belonged to a Secret Martial Artist who had cultivated up to the Fighter Realm. Along with the power amplification of the Dead Blood, the maximize enhancement of his physical bounds, and extremely high recovery that wasn’t afraid of the side effects caused by exerting force, the physical power that Dino could wield was far greater than the original limit of this body!

Arm wrestling? In the past decade, he had never lost once!

Boom! Dino suddenly exerted force. His robust arms resembled pile drivers, and the surging power harshly dragged on Casio.