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Chapter 843 - 843 438 Saint Fist A bunch of people fishing for fame

Chapter 843: 438 Saint Fist? A bunch of people fishing for fame and recognition! (4000)_2 Chapter 843: 438 Saint Fist? A bunch of people fishing for fame and recognition! (4000)_2 The claw pressed straight down onto the ferocious shark’s head, almost enveloping its entire skull. With one heavy push, the shark’s head was cleaved diagonally. A burst of azure Qi dissipated on the spot, turning into a translucent sense of illusion.

The blood vulture bird’s sharp and fierce wings spread out, slicing through the air like a sturdy war blade. Suddenly, it collided with the white crescent moon!

With a ding!

The Bai Yue immediately shattered, scattering like a broken crystal lamp, bringing forth a spray of fine white light in the air, much like willow catkins falling with the wind.

Bang! Bang!

At the collision site of the three silhouettes, only one still stood firm in its original position. The other two silhouettes were sent flying wildly, careering through the air like riding a cloud, smashing into walls and rolling on the ground. One could see the blood mist expelled by the two in the air, which, due to the rapid backflying speed, was visibly pulled into a line of blood. Moments later, it slowly settled.

Drip!

At this moment, Blood Ten, slowed by severe injuries, stopped his charge and forcefully halted his figure. He was less than six meters away from Casio, a stunned expression on his face, pupils filled with fear.

Blood Ten didn’t move forward but instead, trembled as he stepped back.

Across from him, the majestic silhouette strode forward. He opened his arms, the brutal cries of birds soaring high. Steam of scarlet burst from all over his body, fluttering behind him like a veil, entwining indistinguishably. At times it resembled overlapping feathers, at times it danced wildly like flames, and at times it undulated like rippling scales.

Casio walked over, wrapped in a blood-scented airflow.

“I hear the cries of the weak…”

He slowly lowered his head, his scarlet eyes lightly sweeping over Blood Ten.

“Your screams, how unpleasant they are.”

Crack!!!

A headless corpse stood still in place, its neck spurting thick blood like a fountain. A head with dilated pupils spun and fell through the air, trailing a thin streak of blood and followed a parabolic arc to the ground.

With a thud, Blood Ten’s head landed on the ground, facing up just right. His face bore an expression completely shattered by fear, pupils full of panic and terror. His mouth was wide open as if he was screaming.

But death came too quickly, and before he could cry out, he was killed. As his head was severed, his action froze in place. Just as Casio had wished, all the unpleasant cries were stifled back.

With a thump, the headless body also fell to the ground.

Casio didn’t even glance at it, slowly turning his head. He looked over to where Arc Moon and Luo were knocked away, his face showing an amused expression.

Off to the side, the Evil Mother who had hurried over also looked surprised, casting her gaze to the left. There amidst the rubble of the wall, between gaps in the grey-white bricks, rich black and red Qi rose like a column of water.

With two muffled booms, the bricks were blasted apart by a force.

Two silhouettes shrouded in black and red mist were revealed in the sunlight.

From the collision just now, the suits on Arc Moon and Luo were shattered, leaving their robust upper bodies exposed. Around their necks hung a disc resembling a blue crystal, continuously emitting black and red mist. The current reversed into their bodies, then surged from their hearts to their limbs. Black and red dense fog spurted from their seven orifices, a kind of Qi.

Faintly, within the fog, a demonic Qi-filled blood phoenix wandered. Its wings beat, creating strange, flame-like patterns of high-temperature ripples.

The air around was compressed downward, dispersing the dust on the ground.

Casio glanced at the crystal disks on the two’s bodies, which were very similar to the disc Yangyan had once used. Having encountered it for the second time, he had come to understand some things. These crystal discs were made of a special material that had excellent properties for energy conduction and storage. Like a sponge, it could absorb many special powers.

For example, the Crystal Disk in front of them contained the intense Qi of a certain person.

And the Catastrophe Energy of Dark creatures that Yangyan once used.

It could be seen from the different ways Yangyan and the two people in front of them used the Crystal Disks. The application of storing Catastrophe Energy of Dark creatures in the Crystal Disk was still crude, requiring the energy to be crushed and consumed. However, the situation in front of them indicated that storing a Fighter’s Qi in a Crystal Disk was a more mature application.

The Crystal Disk could store the Qi of powerful individuals within the Organization, allowing members of the Door Organization to release it in times of crisis, to temporarily absorb and control it. Thus, they could burst forth with a formidable power that was otherwise beyond their own level of strength.

Casio thought of his own Demon Seed, and he had once considered compressing a large amount of Qi into the Demon Seed, then letting his subordinates carry it. In a critical situation, they could stimulate the Demon Seed, releasing a torrent of Demon Idol Qi to immediately crush the enemy. The principle was somewhat similar to the method of the Disc.

“Interesting,” he half-closed his eyes, watching the two people whose momentum was growing stronger, “But you think you can escape from death by simply absorbing some external Qi to strengthen yourselves? That’s just too naive.”

Casio crushed a brick in front of his feet and advanced step by step.

“Come on, absorb the external strength to the fullest, push the power granted to you by others to the limit. Let me see just how far you can go…” His voice carried a touch of contempt, feeling the Qi from the people opposite him.

“The Saint Fist Magic Phoenix has infused enough Qi into the Disk, a power that rivals one of my attacks! It may not be enough to kill you, but it is more than enough for the two of us to leave!” Arc Moon said viciously.

Until absolutely necessary, both he and Luo truly did not want to use the power stored in the Crystal Disk. Borrowing someone else’s Qi did not come without a price; rather, the cost was enormous, especially for the Qi of a Fighter stronger than oneself.

Forcefully absorbing it into one’s body and bursting with power. Afterwards, one’s progress in Martial Arts would be severely hindered. Because Qi represents a Fighter’s will in Boxing Method and spiritual experience, and it has an infectious characteristic. Each Fighter’s Qi is different and accepting someone else’s Qi would only lead to a chaotic foundation, similar to a drop of ink falling into a bowl of Clear water.

This would result in a terrible outcome for the future progress of Martial Arts.

To put it bluntly, the Door Organization’s Crystal Disk is just an external storage tool with bad Side effects. On the other hand, Casio’s Demon Seed has a biological adaptability, being able to absorb all the remaining Qi inside the host after the release of the Demon Idol Qi, allowing it to be reused.

It also indirectly avoids interfering with the host’s future strength progression.

In the sunlight, amidst the rubble of the wall, Casio’s expression stiffened slightly.

He caught the first word Arc Moon mentioned, Saint Fist Magic Phoenix.

The Door Organization actually still harbored a current-day Sacred Fist!?

Swoosh! Whoosh!

Arc Moon and Luo’s figures disappeared from where they were standing in an instant, their bodies sheathed in Amber-like condensed strong scarlet Qi. A viscous solid phantasm of the Magic Phoenix formed in an instant, crashing toward Casio like a Shell.

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled sounds combined at the same moment. The raging air current exploded outward from the center of the Battlefield like a Tornado, beating like a wave. Within a hundred-meter radius, tiles and Mud were shattered into pieces as if a barrage of air-to-ground Shells had fallen, causing violent Explosions.

And at the very center of the collapse, three silhouettes appeared.

Arc Moon and Luo both maintained the posture of ferocious punches, looking like two humanoid Magic Phoenixes. One reached out with Claws capable of tearing everything apart, the other pecked down with a beak like a Spiral drill! Yet, these two attacks, far surpassing the normal strength level of Arc Moon and Luo, were blocked.

The Majestic Silhouette opened his arms and caught the two meteor-like fists. Amid the howling of the air, Casio gradually lifted his head inch by inch.

His expression was extremely fierce, revealing sharply pointed, grimly white teeth.

His gaze was fixed on the Magic Phoenix Phantasm behind the two people in front of him, his eyes boiling with fury at being toyed with.

“Pretenders to fame, you dare to call yourselves Sacred Fist!!!”