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Chapter 458: 258 Three Blade Style: Prism World (4000)_2 Chapter 458: 258 Three Blade Style: Prism World (4000)_2 The alloy blade bent slightly before quickly retracting.

Casio’s finger throbbed with pain as the blade’s tip plunged into the knuckle at its end, narrowly missing splitting it in half. His physique, despite being strong, was no match for the hardness of the alloy. As Garoro jabbed backwards and Casio made a strenuous push forward, he was essentially hurting himself.

Of course, this also showcased Garoro’s sharp perception of danger and his precise prediction of strength and angle.

“This is cunning…”

Casio’s palm trembled slightly. If he hadn’t pulled back in time earlier, he would have severed his right hand with his own forward thrust. The feeling of being tricked by his opponent into fighting against the edge of his blade was terrible.

Fortunately, these were small injuries.

One Fist opened and closed repeatedly. The blood hole caused by the poke on his right index finger quickly healed, restoring its original condition in the blink of an eye.

Although Casio’s Demon Idol’s recovery ability did not match that of Dead Blood, a pure dark creature, it was pretty formidable.

As long as there were no debilitating limb breaks and only minor wounds, he could swiftly heal during the fight.

In a few breaths’ times, Casio, now wielding his techniques with both hands, worked with Feng Liusi and the other two to suppress Garoro.

The clouds swayed in the wind, casting ghastly moonlight over the entire street. The four figures were like a source of chaos, causing destruction wherever they moved.

Concrete was cracked, trees toppled, cars took to the skies, and walls collapsed. It resembled a dystopian scene straight out of an apocalyptic spectacle.

“Tremor!”

Within the encirclement, Garoro abruptly pulled out a pale red long sword. His right arm swung like a pendulum, slicing through the air to strike at Sheng Feinan’s lashing whip.

For this attack, he suddenly employed a particular exerting effort technique that he had been concealing from the start. The vibrational frequency of this attack far exceeded the ordinary – once Exerted, it was at least three times more impactful.

The resulting force from the clash between the sword and the whip retaliated against Sheng Feinan’s palm through his weapon, reaching his forearm and causing a slight delay in his movement.

“Such a great opportunty!!!”

A gleam flashed in Garoro’s single eye as he took a swift step forward, drawing two swords from his waist in the process.

Interestingly, he managed to hold two long swords in one hand. In an instant!

Scintillating light exploded out of the surrounding darkness, one purple, one blue, entwining in a beautiful display of radiance. The swords left luminescent traces in the air like fleeting light, a result of the sharp blade aura.

“Two Sword Style! Scale Flame!”

Garoro’s technique exploded into an extremely sharp aura. The scattered pieces of blade aura around him were like a swarm of piranhas, yet also, floating fireballs. Anyone attempting to approach would be shredded by the blade aura.

This was an offensive move, but also a defensive one.

The best defense is a good offense.

In the moment the blade’s aura exploded, Garoro took advantage of the gap when Sheng Feinan’s limbs froze. His feet shattered the ground, and the reactionary force pushed him out of the encirclement.

His speed was incredible, and Feng Liusi was the first to react.

He took a daring step forward, intending to block Garoro’s path. But he was forced to retreat by the dazzling blade light, and the passing blade light scratched the ground, leaving a crack nearly ten meters long.

“You want to trap me? You’re still not quite good enough.”

The voice was fleeting, and Garoro appeared on the edge of the wall in a second, leaping in his escape. “I swear I will take my revenge for today…”

Crack.

A blood-soaked large hand abruptly grabbed his ankles, and then he was brutally pulled down by a tremendous force.

Garoro turned his head and found, to his astonishment, that it was Casio! He had forced himself through the blade’s aura at the cost of his body and his hand was torn to pieces, with at least eight or nine cuts revealing the white bone beneath.

If not for his robust physique and impressive muscle epidermal defense, Casio’s entire arm would have been destroyed.

“He’s not afraid of being crippled?!”

Just as this thought came to Garoro’s mind, he was suddenly lifted like a sandbag by Casio, then brutally smashed onto the solid ground below.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Moans were echoing from the concrete floor, inevitably cracking under the impact of the terrifying forces, leaving behind human-sized pits. Near these pits were traces cut out by the fine blade light, as if they had been carved by a sawtooth.

The upper body of Garoro seemed ready to fall apart, he could hear his entire skeletal system grieving in pain. A dull ache throbbed in his chest, and a warmth rushed up, causing Garoro to cough up a mouthful of blood.

“Has this man gone mad? Using such a move that harms the enemy as much as himself!” His body was covered by the blade light of the Two Sword Style, and Casio was so close that his flesh and blood were likely to be scraped off!

Even if the overall condition doesn’t worsen, he would at least be left with a skeletal hand.

“He’s using me as a sandbag, goddamn!”

Garoro slashed a blade fiercely, targeting Casio’s head. Finally compelled to action, he was catapulted backwards through the air.

He did a 360-degree turn in midair before landing on the ground.

Just as he regained his footing, Garoro found himself surrounded by three shadows again, re-entering a triangular encirclement.

“Goddamn it!”

Even Garoro, who was usually cold and aloof, couldn’t help but burst out a curse. Why did these three prove so hard to deal with? He was almost able to escape but was forcefully attached again. Didn’t the blond one fear that his limbs would be damaged, permanently severing his path to the higher realms of Secret Martial Arts?

He turned his head to look at Casio sharply and indeed saw a miserable sight of torn clothes and bloody wounds. What was once a handsome and delicate face was destroyed by scars, looking like an evil spirit under the moonlight. His robust physique also had profound blade wounds, especially his hands where the white bones were exposed.

He could see the fine shreds of meat dripping blood.

Ruthless!

Blood seeped from the corners of Garoro’s mouth, it seemed his internal organs were greatly affected. His breath became heavy as he looked at Casio with a mix of anger and a hint of admiration. However, the admiration quickly turned into rage. Garoro’s sharp eyes had seen something.

The rapidly healing crimson muscles at Casio’s wounds.

So that’s why he dared to exchange injuries with me! He was relying on this! His healing speed is too fast!

You’re a creature of darkness!” Garoro blurted out.

Unexpectedly, Casio shook his head and earnestly said, “This is a Secret Martial Art…”

Secret Martial Art my ass, I don’t believe you! Garoro hadn’t seen Casio making any movements to execute Secret Martial Art techniques, this was obviously an autonomous bodily reaction. His self-healing abilities were almost on par with Dead Blood!

Against Garoro’s disbelieving expression, Casio responded with a sharp look that said, ‘I can’t help it if you don’t believe me’.

Even though it was an imitation of the Demon Idol, a Dark creature, even though it was a technique he himself did not know how it was formed, it was a Secret Martial Art.

It was just a little bit more peculiar than a traditional Secret Martial Art.

Garoro stared at Casio: “Secret Martial Art then, your healing ability is indeed strong. But if I were to use my Three…”

“Casio, stop wasting words with him, let’s face him together!”

Feng Liusi suddenly interrupted from the side, rushing forward at the same time.

Sheng Feinan also attacked at the same time.

With a shrug of his shoulders and a stomp of his feet, Casio plunged forward boldly.

“They saw through me! Won’t they even give me a little breathing space?” Garoro felt increasingly pressured. He was finding it hard to breathe under the coordinated attack of the three men. Mainly because he had lost an arm ten years ago, in a normal state he could only employ the Two Sword Style, his most powerful stance the Three Blade Style also required a price.

Even though he had trained harder in these ten years and accumulated experience.

You can’t beat the effectiveness of wielding two hands in combat with just a single hand.

On the street, three silhouettes dashed towards the man in the center. The furious momentum lifted the surrounding airflow and swept up the dust and pebbles on the ground like a raging wind.

The wind swirled, the earth rumbled, rising and twisting dust could be seen everywhere.

Garoro closed his eyes slowly as if he had accepted his fate, seemingly making a decision in a fraction of a second. Until Feng Liusi and the others were extremely close, he suddenly opened his eye. Shing!

The three long knives on his waist were drawn at the same time: the Decapitation, Stabbing, and Earth-shaker Knives.

“The Three Blade Style, Prism World!”