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Chapter 640 - 640 341 is just a tourist (4000)_2

Chapter 640: 341 is just a tourist?! (4000)_2 Chapter 640: 341 is just a tourist?! (4000)_2 In fact, he had attempted to break through the threshold of becoming a fighter two years ago. He had nearly stepped over that threshold, but ended up severely injured. He lay weak on the patient bed for six months before he could barely recover.

The so-called top three in the east, Simonyi didn’t even consider himself on the same level as the other two. In reality, the strengths of Moon Fist Shark and Dead Soul Swordsman Ugo were comparable to him four years ago. If Simonyi were to fully unleash his strength, he could defeat either of them within ten moves. The reason he only showed seventy percent of his strength to the outside world was because his body couldn’t handle it. He could burst with all his strength once or twice occasionally, but if he did it too often, his health would suffer.

To be honest, Simonyi’s current realm was at the critical point between being a boxing master and being a fighter. He had been at this point for two years. Because of the lessons from last time, he dared not take the next step. He feared the slight negligence could lead to his death.

Breaking through to the level of a Fighter was extremely difficult for him.

However, Simonyi was a martial artist with strong determination and great dreams. Feis knew him since they were children, and he was a stubborn and obstinate child. Once he chose a path, he would stubbornly stick to it, even if it meant banging his head against a wall until it bled.

This meant that Simonyi was eventually going to try to break through the bottleneck of becoming a Fighter again, and that attempt could result in life or death…

Feis stayed with Simonyi all the time. After that attempt two years ago, Simonyi seemed to have two personas. In front of the sect elders and their disciples, he acted just like he used to.

But when he was alone, or when only Feis was with him, he showed a sluggish and lazy appearance.

The impact of that failure was tremendous.

“Muka, wait a little longer, just a little longer. You’re still young, your vitality flourishes, there’s still time. The sect has always been looking for ways to heal your body, let this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition be a diversion.” Feis called out Simonyi’s nickname, a phrase he often repeated when he was younger.

“Huff…”

Simonyi took a final puff, flicked the cigarette butt out of the window, turned to look at Uncle Feis who had raised him since childhood, and exhaled a slow stream of smoke from his nostrils, “Uncle Feis, what if a mysterious person suddenly appeared and said that he could solve all your problems, and at this time you’re desperate and have no way out, would you believe him?”

“…”

Feis felt that there was a hidden message in Simonyi’s words, as if he was hinting at something. So, he took a little longer to ponder about it.

Just as he was thinking, Simonyi spoke again.

“After this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition, I should try to break through the threshold of a Fighter again. Uncle Feis, notify the Mountain Gate to start selecting the next chief disciple…”

He looked over, just in time to meet Feis’ gaze, who had suddenly turned his head. Their eyes met, and Feis seemed to see a raging flame burning in Simonyi’s dark pupils.

There was no despair, no defeatism.

Instead, he had a new goal and had made a decision.

Feis opened his mouth in silence. He knew Simonyi was the type of person who, once having made a decision, would not change it.

As a result, numerous words he wanted to say never made it out of his mouth, but died in silence in his belly. He nodded silently, reaching out a hand.

Just like when they were children, he gently patted Simonyi’s head. For the rest of the half-hour journey, Feis just sat quietly, without speaking. Simonyi didn’t need comfort.

Or rather, being left alone to digest his own decision in peace was the greatest consolation he could receive.

Whoo~~~

The long whistle echoed in the air.

Everyone on the platform could hear this sound clearly.

Looking around, a steel python shrouded in white steam roared into the train station, slowing down inch by inch until it stopped.

The conductor descended from it, maintaining order. The train doors hissed open and from the steam, passengers swarmed out like canned sardines. Some were carrying wooden travel cases, others wore sun hats for tourism.

A moment later, a line of Yunquan Fist disciples dressed in uniform descended from the fifth carriage. The last one off was a handsome young man. Unlike the other disciples, who looked excited and curious, he looked up at the sky with a look of utter boredom.

At this moment, the sun was just rising. The pale horizon was brilliantly illuminated by a ball of red flames peeking through the cracks in the clouds, casting countless brilliant rays of warm, red light in all directions.

It gave off a sense of vitality, brimming with life.

“The weather is quite nice today…”

Simonyi murmured. Suddenly, his muscles grew taut. It felt as if a gust of wind swept across his back, his hair standing on end, goosebumps popping up all over. His heart pounded as if in the grip of a giant hand.

“Phew…”

It seemed as if a silhouette passed by Simonyi, the swaying edge of the trench coat lightly brushing against his pants.

The sense of suffocation came quickly and left just as swiftly.

He shivered on the spot, instantly releasing himself from the terror of being targeted by a top predator.

Quickly turning his head, he saw a tall figure disappearing into the crowd. Black trousers, trench coat, hat, white gloves.

Swoosh!!!

A vague aura twisted and roared from the figure, transforming into a bloody vulture exuding a fierce aura. Its wings almost covered the entire platform, blocking the sunlight.

The blood-red eyes projected as two beams!

This fantasy-like afterimage flashed across his retina and vanished in the blink of an eye.

By the time Simonyi came to his senses, the surrounding crowd was still bustling — chattering and laughing as they walked outside.

His throat felt a little parched as he swallowed.

“A real master, the most formidable I have ever seen…”

Simonyi is a genius. While his body was frail, his mind was exceptionally sharp and intelligent. This was why he had a high level of natural comprehension. After the failure of breaking through two years ago, Simonyi learned many secret techniques during his free time, including aura perception.

He was innately sensitive and had a high level of natural comprehension. He quickly dove into one of these techniques— using it as a complement to his martial arts training. Simonyi always thought about mastering this technique to the point that it could rival the aura of a fighter.

With that, he might have a chance of winning against opponents of higher ranks…

As a result, his proficiency and understanding of this aura perception technique were very high. As long as others weren’t deliberately hiding, even if they were at the level of a fighter, he could perceive their auras easily.

He had felt the aura of two fighter-level beings from Yun Quan Fist sect, which enabled him to make a simple judgement of their strength. One was the Gate Master, the other was the Second Elder. The Great Elder was always in seclusion, so Simonyi had no chance to meet him. He had also been in contact with the fighters from other sects and had a mental ranking of auras.

The strongest was a mysterious person in a black robe that he suddenly came across half a year ago. That person had a very formidable aura — unfathomable like an abyss — and belonged to some mysterious forces.

That person was trying to persuade Simonyi to join his organization.

And today, he accidentally encountered a master even more powerful. Judging solely by his aura, he was even more formidable than the mysterious man in the black robe. His aura was incredibly powerful and savage!

It seemed as if no one could stop him from moving forward.

That was unparalleled confidence!

“Is it because of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition? Even such a high-level master has appeared in Mia City. I wonder if I will encounter him during the competition. This kind of powerhouse should be sitting in the VIP seats. I must remember to look out for him…”

Simonyi thought secretly, his expression still somewhat dazed.

“Right, I promised the mysterious man that I would see him again in Mia City. It’s tonight then, he should come to see me.” “Is it because of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition? Even a master of this stature has appeared in Mia City. I wonder if I will encounter him during the competition. This caliber of powerhouse should be sitting in the VIP section. At that time, I must remember to look out for him…”

Simonyi thought quietly, his expression still somewhat dazed.

“Right, I had promised the mysterious man that I’d see him again once I arrived in Mia City. Let’s make it tonight; he should come to see me.”