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Chapter 842 - 842 438 Saint Fist A bunch of people fishing for fame

Chapter 842: 438 Saint Fist? A bunch of people fishing for fame and recognition! (4000) Chapter 842: 438 Saint Fist? A bunch of people fishing for fame and recognition! (4000) Casio blocked the back door of the Manor, completely sealing off the trio’s escape route.

As fighters of unparalleled strength in both Qi and physique, they could naturally leap over the wall to flee—or even punch through the enclosure wall. But that was pointless; the three had headed for the back door to rendezvous with the North King at the dark creatures’ Experiment Field two kilometers away. Blindly running away like headless flies would be even less desirable than turning around to fight a deadly battle against a formidable enemy.

Among the members of the Door Organization that gathered in Florence, the North King’s strength was undoubtedly the greatest. He was one of the core five Kings of the Organization.

Only two people ranked higher than him.

One was the eternal, enigmatic leader of the Door Organization, Xiadu.

The other was the position of the vice leader, who, in fact, assumed the duties of the leader most of the time, the Magic Phoenix Saint Fist. It’s important to note that the title “Saint Fist” did not represent this person’s strength but was a position title. The strongest member of the Door Organization of each era, upon assuming the duties of vice leader, would be called Saint Fist. Their particular Secret Martial Art Boxing Method would be added in front of Saint Fist, serving as a specific appellation, just like the five Kings of the Organization.

In reality, the name “Saint Fist” carried a beautiful implication, a metaphor for martial art practitioners’ desire to peer into higher realms. However, if measured by actual strength, this term’s bearer, the current vice leader of the Door Organization, Magic Phoenix, could not be considered a Fist of the Saint. His power still lay beneath that of the Saint Fist, separated by an iron wall.

And in this life, he could only ever inch extremely close, never reaching it.

Because the bearer of the titles Holy Fist, Tyrant Fist, and Polar Fist needed to completely integrate their physique, Qi, and spirit. They had to thoroughly embody the will of their own Boxing Method!

Moreover, they needed to possess an invincible belief of ‘who else but me.’

Anyone who dwelled beneath others, whose spirit could not fully unfold, whose passion faced obstacles, could never experience their own unique revelation!

Every vice leader of the Door Organization could reach the worldly pinnacle of Strength; however, not a single one of them had ever broken through to the Holy Fist Realm. Dozens of eras had passed, and occasionally a Saint Fist emerged.

But never from within the members of the Organization.

It could even be said that they couldn’t even take the first step on the path to becoming a Saint Fist. What does it mean to thoroughly embody the will of one’s Boxing Method?

Where does the will of Boxing Method originate? Naturally, it springs from the foundational Secret Martial Art cultivated over decades! So where does Secret Martial Art come from? Secret Martial Art is something humans created to strength themselves, to develop the human body’s secrets, to better protect themselves! First and foremost, you must respect that you are a human, which is the very foundation of all.

And what are the actions of the Door Organization? They are undoubtedly closer to dark creatures, even to the extent to be called an anti-human Organization.

In fact, every vice leader of the Door Organization effectively controls the operation of the Organization.

No matter how much they verbally acknowledge their human identity, even self-hypnosis wouldn’t help. Actions taken subconsciously, plans intended to be enacted, are clearly reflected in their Qi. No matter how close each vice leader gets to the Holy Fist Realm in terms of strength, Qi, and spirit, they fundamentally can’t integrate. And this small difference is like heaven and earth apart. In the Holy Fist Realm, one is no longer bound by physical limitations; power can grow endlessly.

From that moment on, the person is the Qi, and the Qi is the person.

As long as the Qi exists, the Saint Fist remains unextinguished!

Even if the life span of the body is at its end, aging naturally, the Saint Fist can still preserve consciousness through Qi, maintain the self. Moreover, this is not some so-called soul state; Qi is something tangible.

The Saint Fist still has a body, but this body is composed of Qi formed from the unification of essence, Qi, and spirit. The Qi is not constrained by the typical biological form and can embody the will of Boxing Method to the utmost perfection.

The disparity in combat strength between those above and below Saint Fist is not merely several times or a dozen times; it’s clearly an exaggerated difference of several dozens or even a hundred times!

For the vice leader of the Door Organization to dare use the name Saint Fist, indeed, the audacity…

Behind the Manor, the trio known as Arc Moon was surrounded both in front and behind. In the front stood a stern-faced man with prominent muscles emitting a dangerous aura, while at the back, a top-tier Catastrophe Spirit Level dark creature with six-armed totems. The atmosphere all around was oppressive and gloomy, as if even breathing became arduous. Anxiety and tension quietly spread among these three members of the Door Organization, as they were in a predicament.

The horrendously dangerous dark creature at the back was not easy to handle, and the man obstructing their path was equally fraught with peril. In the present situation, hesitation was not an option; a resolute decision was necessary. Arc Moon and Luo exchanged glances before charging forward without hesitation, their powerful Qi surging and tumultuous with each swing of their Boxing Method.

Behind Luo was a phantom of a blue Shark swiftly weaving through the Air. Its tail flicked agilely, and its mouth opened to reveal fearsome shark teeth.

Arc Moon shot up into the mid-air like a Shell, displaying a unique spinning slash with a Hand Knife. As his arm waved, it traced a Radian of Waning Moon in the Air. Instantly, a Qi-crafted White Crescent Moon overlaid his silhouette, easily tearing through the Air like a Wind Fire Wheel slashing down.

In front, Casio remained unfalteringly in his spot, a faint cold smirk appearing on his face. Thump! The ground suddenly collapsed, and a black Silhouette, like a flash of Lightning, vanished in a blink, with a sonic boom echoing through the Air.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Screech!

The cry of a raptor that could pierce Golden Cracked Stone sounded like a clap of thunder.

A huge, fiery red Vulture dove from high altitude, its Claws covered in hard scales thrust forward fiercely, the tips seemingly dripping with fresh blood.