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Chapter 509 - 509 282 Big Melee (4000)_2

Chapter 509: 282 Big Melee (4000)_2 Chapter 509: 282 Big Melee (4000)_2 When he called him a defeated soldier, he was, of course, referring to the battle on Immortal Island the first time he met Feng Liusi.

Zing!

Garoro drew his sword, and then unsheathed it. The slash from the purple blade was drawn directly out, a cut falling like a waterfall. The silvery arc of light fell from the sky like a mirror shard.

This sword split the air, creating a tearing shriek.

Quick, accurate, ruthless. His unwavering combat style.

If it were that day in East Sea County, without Casio and Sheng Feinan to distract, Feng Liusi would be alone in defending against it. This single blow from Garoro could deliver a direct injury and instantly break her defense.

However, today…

Ding!!!

An arm, probing out like a swimming dragon, directly grabbed the blade in mid-air, the white strands of air exploded between the fingers, creating a transparency after severe compression, blurring the vision.

One can see on that strong, steel-casted arm, four red, shark-tooth-shaped chains spiraling up, encasing the hand like a tray of thorns, creating a bizzare feeling.

Hiss hiss hiss…

An unpleasant metallic friction sound came from the contact point, the purple blade that was grabbed seemed to be struggling in violent vibration.

Garoro’s face darkened, his blade was caught, caught twice by his opponents! It’s not that his sword isn’t fast enough, but…

“Garoro, do you feel it? Let go of your arrogance. Now, you are enough for me to deal with alone.”

Feng Liusi’s voice came from afar, her vague silhouette suddenly appeared beside Ghost Knife, her fists drew thick red lines in the air. She launched an invitation with a brutally combative posture.

One on One!

The two strongest people present.

Boom!

The wild power diffused in the air, turning into a blurring shockwave. The two intertwined fighting figures distanced themselves within the circular ripple, the powerful sword aura and fist-imprint exchanging further and further.

“Is that… Blood Fist Feng Liusi?!!”

Oro, standing beside Steward Amos, widened his eyes, seemingly remembering something in an instant. Wasn’t this powerful veteran who’s been living in seclusion in Windsor County claimed to be deviated? He had heard of this person before, but not very familiar, just recalling it now. Moreover, her appearance and aura were so young, completely unlike the state of a seasond fighter in her seventies he’d imagined.

“So she is Blood Fist Feng Liusi? It is said that her realm and strength have reached above that of the veteran fighters, indeed so. No, even superior to them…” Tom, stronger than Oro, felt a sense of danger rise in his heart as he looked at the two fighting figures. They are definitely top-tier fighters.

They are much stronger than everyone else present.

“You guys plan on just standing here and watching?” A voice suddenly sounded beside them, Amos spoke calmly.

He tightened his white gloves, pointing towards Casio’s direction: “Those three are ours, don’t hurt them. Since your opponents are the Blood Spirit Association, clean up these menials on the field.”

“Hurry up.”

Before Feng Liusi’s voice fell, her figure instantly turned into a fleeting shadow. Both of her hands spread out, fingers flexing. Between her fingers, strands of metallic silver lines were fluttering and spinning in the wind.

Like a puppeteer spider falling from the sky.

She, joined the battlefield!

Boom boom boom! Fist collided against palm, instantly kicking up airwaves at the point of contact. Two figures separated, each step seemed to shake the ground, the floor was rumbling with vibrations.

Casio was stopped by one person, he was a bit surprised.

Because rarely anyone could match his strength even slightly. Although there was still a big gap, short-term resistance was still possible. The skin of the young man in front of him is exquisite with superb fighting skills, his timing is excellent, his fists and feet repeatedly blocked Casio’s heavy attacks.

“Ring of the Earth, Violent Dragon Step!”

The circular ring on the purple general’s chest blinked, and his leg strength suddenly increased enormously. A leg sweep came out and went head-to-head with Casio’s whip-leg.

The lower leg bounced back to the original place, directly shattering and sinking the ground.

“Ring of Earth, Armor Body!”

The ring shimmered, his chest muscles bulged, intensifying his already inverted triangular physique, his pectoral muscles seemed like an upside-down armor.

The unavoidable punch landed, causing waves of rippling muscles.

Zijiang grunted and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. However, he managed to withstand Casio’s punch, leaving just a fist imprint on his chest.

“Ring of the Earth, Python waist!”

In mid-air, he twisted in a bizarre fashion, performing a maneuver impossible for a normal human’s muscle and skeletal structure. Casio’s punch brushed past him, as Zijiang successfully gained the upper hand.

A sharp elbow strike landed heavily on the clavicle.

The continuous sounds of blocking erupted, with surges of white air currents tainted by red and purple due to their auras. Dust flew swiftly, bringing with it a touch of dazzling color.

“Interesting! A very unique secret martial art, a strange technique…”

Casio squinted, faintly discerning Zijiang’s method of fighting. The secret martial art he cultivated seemed to be able to temporarily divert the energy and blood in his body, explosively stimulating a certain muscle group. The regular martial art cultivators focus on strengthening the specific part that they practice.

These practices are usually balanced and fixed and act as the basic foundation. The burst of various secret techniques is also based on these foundations.

But Zijiang’s secret martial art was different, he could quickly transfer power within his body. Theoretically speaking, if such transfer could be seamlessly connected, there would be no weak points in Zijiang’s body. Every part would be in its strongest state when facing an opponent’s punch!

Quite magical, an unprecedented original thought.

Moreover, Zijiang had already practiced this secret martial art to its peak. At least, so far Casio has been unable to find any weaknesses, unable to break the balance in this fight.

Therefore, he decided to shake things up.

Casio’s figure suddenly flickered to the left, a whistling sound of piercing air appeared behind him. Separated by more than ten meters, Amos flipped his hand knife. Dozens of intertwined metallic threads extended from his pinky finger, like sharp blades.

The thrown metallic thread plowed a twisted mark on the ground, it swept fiercely towards Zijiang like a whip or a war blade.

Caught off guard, Zijiang had been fully focused on Casio during their fierce battle and hadn’t been paying attention to anything else. He now stared in surprise at the quickly approaching Gale Silk…

Zijiang forcibly activated the Ring of the Earth, and his entire body shifted a meter backward in mid-air. He grunted as he hurriedly steadied himself.

Under the bright sunlight, a red line almost bisected Zijiang who stands strong – his skin was torn, his muscles burst open, with faint traces of blood seeping out. He grunted and spat out a mouthful of congealed blood. There was a price to pay for his forced maneuver.

“Cough…cough…” Coughing, Zijiang stared at the dark-haired youth now standing next to Casio: “You’re in this together!”

“Stop wasting breath on him, let’s go together!”

Transformed into a young man, Amos looked cold. His hands were wrapped in silver threads, constantly flashing a metallic luster under the sun.

His presence was sharp yet cold.

“Bang! Bang!”

As Zijiang’s face was changing colors, two figures charged out.

He was very strong, but he couldn’t simultaneously defend against a master whose strength was equal to his and another fighter.

“Has that bastard Lian recovered yet?!”

Zijiang’s gaze swept over the Black Peacock who was entangled with Saint Feinan nearby, to see the head of the Blood Spirit Association, Lian, who was hobbling in battle whilst recovering.

Lian seemed to have recovered considerably, with a final glimmer of clarity in his eyes, as the effects of the berserk potion started to show.

In an instant of lucidity, Lian seemed to have made a decision.

Hum, hum, hum… A specially pitched vibration quickly transmitted through the air and triggered an instant resonance among all the present Dead Bloods.

“Ah… ah…”

Some Dead Bloods started screaming, blood seeping from their seven orifices. The continuous blood pooling on the ground formed a dollop of living red liquid.

The viscous liquid meandered from everywhere, leaving a trail of red traces like a track on the ground.

At the center was Lian, who had his head thrown back with his hands held open.

High-rank Dead Blood talent, Homologous Resonance. In a short period, it gathered large amounts of Dead Blood bodies to form a large Resonance Body.