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Chapter 501 - 501 278 Kidney Explosion (4000)_2

Chapter 501: 278 Kidney Explosion (4000)_2 Chapter 501: 278 Kidney Explosion (4000)_2 However.

What if one’s physique is strong enough? So strong that it is off the charts?

If being half as strong as others is not enough, what about twice as strong, three times? Punching is the most primal and basic form of power, without any frills.

It is pure strength.

While you can lift a thousand pounds with just four ounces, what about a thousand tons? The battles between fighters are not like machines, they can’t accomplish such exaggerated dissipation of force. Even if the physique is not as good as the Qi, it is still the second most important factor in battle, playing a crucial role.

Casio suddenly felt that he had been misled before.

Fighters harness the Qi born within their bodies, strengthening their fifth limb. However, the original four limbs are equally important.

His most important practice is the Demon Idol’s secret martial art, a thorough training method. Casio is forever bound to body strengthening, and fighters train their Qi. Why not make progress on both fronts simultaneously, and follow both paths to the end?

Immediately, his train of thought cleared up in his mind.

Ideas of techniques combining unique physical strength characteristics and combat skills also sparked in his mind as his thoughts clashed.

A few minutes passed.

Casio came back to his senses, his newly born third kidney had become a new hidden card. Its purpose was to instantly explode his already formidable physique, making the strong stronger. Ideally, it should be used in combination with the Demon Idol state, which would be his most perfect brute force form. Unaware if it could kill a fighter with one punch, Casio had never used it, but he was planning to try.

The auction of the Gold Antique Exhibition will end this afternoon.

All kinds of cows, ghosts, and snakes will come out.

The three of them will face tremendous challenges, and this breakthrough undoubtedly gives Casio a shot of adrenaline.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the scorching side of his waist.

This kidney, transformed by the Demon Idol’s secret martial art, would probably take some time to recover if used up.

He lifted his hand again and touched the right side of his Demon Idol heart, feeling the slow and powerful beat. This was his second chance at life, and he hoped he wouldn’t have to use it in the destined great battle today.

At dawn, the entire city was covered in a faint golden color. The lush green plants outside the window exuded vigor.

Gray sparrows were courting in rows on the tree branches.

In room 104 on the third floor of the Flower Season Hotel.

Bang!

A punch was thrown, and Feng Liusi backpedaled three steps.

Even though it was a casual spar, he almost crushed the floor. Heeling his foot, Feng Liusi halted.

He looked somewhat surprised at Casio and sighed.

“Your strength seems to have increased again, with noticeable changes every once in a while. I really don’t know what bizarre secret martial art… ” Feng Liusi shook his head, lowering his somewhat numb arm that had been blocking his chest, with a red mark on his skin.

“Is this strength okay? It’s about 30%.” Casio, recalling his fist, spoke as he slowly drew open the curtain.

Outside the window, the bright sunlight, blue sky, and white clouds were very comfortable.

“If you go all out, this physique will give me quite a bit of trouble. Especially the strength, each of your punches would probably make my muscles and joints numb. Although I can dodge and dissipate it with skills, it would also put me in a passive situation.”

Feng Liusi analytically rationally, not letting his emotions get in the way.

“Yeah.” Casio listened carefully, then continued, “What if my strength doubles? Could I break your defensive posture with one punch?” He casually picked up the breakfast on the table.

“Double? That’s not just breaking the defensive posture, facing such strength with a punch, I’m afraid the bones will be shattered.”

“There’s such a gap in strength that it forms a chasm, I can only dodge with skills, and work around with experience. Why are you asking these questions?”

Feng Liusi asked with some curiosity as he spoke.

“I had a breakthrough yesterday and have a new hidden card, the effect is roughly what I just described.” Casio explained openly.

He’s not a fool, with the coming battle, why should he hide it? If he doesn’t tell his teammates and then shows off on the battlefield, won’t that be a joke?

Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy ensures victory in every battle. Information about enemies and ourselves is a major factor in measuring decisions during battles, if Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan make some wrong decisions because they don’t know about Casio’s strength, then it’s really dog days.

Moreover, this is the Era of Retrospection.

Casio is not afraid of secrets being leaked out or anything like that.

He even revealed the life vibration energy to Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan. What’s to fear about a consumable explosiveness hidden card?

“Can it really reach one-fold?!”

Feng Liusi was slightly startled by Casio’s words. If it was true, then their ensuing actions would likely be much more leisurely. Plus, he himself was on the verge of a breakthrough.

Feng Liusi’s confidence about the afternoon increased.

In the golden sunlight, Casio nodded and said, “Of course. So if there’s any sudden situation, do not hesitate to remind me. I’ll be ready to explode at any moment, delivering a surprise strike to our opponents…”

“Alright.”

A confident smile appeared on Feng Liusi’s face.

Sheng Feinan’s anxiety was also greatly reduced.

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“Toot~~~”

The distant sound of a horn echoed in the train station.

A blockheaded train rattled in. The car wheels continuously ran over the rails, causing the brownish-yellow body of the train to sway slightly. Finally, it came to a halt amidst a cloud of white steam, and the train doors slowly opened.

A black leather shoe treaded on the hard platform surface with a clatter. A tall, slender man slowly stepped out. He was wearing a simple pair of casual long pants and a white shirt. The top button was unhooked, revealing his robust chest muscles.

The man brought nothing with him except a purple ring on his index finger. His face was extraordinarily handsome and his hair was slightly curly, but his demeanor carried a sense of languid fatigue.

His tired eyes scanned the platform slowly, finally resting on the edge. There, a man wearing a suit was looking in his direction, leaning on his cane, seemingly lurking in the shadows.

Their eyes met, and the man in the suit slowly walked over, stopping only when he was about five meters from the train door: “Long time no see…”

“The Purple General.”

On the other hand, before the opening of the Tulip Antique Exhibition….

A black car lumbered down the street, into the refurbished plaza, unimpeded by the patrolling security personnel. Ten seconds later, the car came to a stop in an open space.

Inside the exhibition hall, a white-haired old man in training gear came out with the core disciples of the Yunquan Fist.

With a clack, the car door opened.

Among the respectfully spoken salutations of “Gate Master” from all around, a man with grey hair descended from the car. His physique was robust, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his bronze muscles, which had veins running on them, resembling cement pillars that had been watered.

A dignified gaze swept over everyone present and a voice slowly rang out: “I am greatly disappointed in all of you, especially you…”

“Auro”.

The eyelids of the white-haired old man twitched, maintaining a silence.

The Gate Master continued: “I will take over from here. After it ends, you will go to the main gate and accept your punishment obediently.”

“Yes.”

The old man did not dare to defy.

Meanwhile, in a villa close to the antique exhibition…

A man dressed in a black tuxedo enjoyed some red wine on a third-story balcony. He swiveled his fingers, causing the thick wine to roll around in his glass.

It looked less like alcohol and more like blood.

The man seemed to be contemplating something. He stood quietly for a while. Then, he suddenly said to the air, “The plan remains unchanged, we must acquire the Cupan Magic Box this afternoon.”

“Yes.” Several cold responses came from the shadows.

“Strange, why do I feel uneasy? Is it because those two wastes died that I also feel fear…” The man muttered to himself, his lips a bloody red after sipping the wine.

He pondered for a long while and then took out a potion from his bosom. Compared to the thumb-sized bottle owned by Vice-chairman Adam, the one in man’s hand was as thick as half a wrist.

The fluid inside was so red that it was almost black, oozing a dangerous yet alluring charm, intoxicating like fine nectar.

The man lightly tapped the bottle, listening to the sound of the liquid swishing inside.

He laughed inexplicably.

There’s no one who could stop him from having what he wants. If the Yunquan Fist continues to hinder him incessantly, then everyone involved should perish…