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Chapter 846 - 846 440 Brawl (4000)

Chapter 846: 440 Brawl (4000) Chapter 846: 440 Brawl (4000) Casio, clad in a stiff black power suit, had his cape flapping behind him, caught by the airstream as it billowed toward the sky. Beneath the fabric, thirty-one Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist acupuncture points lit up at the same time, flickering with a deep purple glow.

A dense purple fog enshrouded his body as if it were flames burning toward the sky, releasing a terrifying aura. Casio pressed one hand forward against the scales of the python that was soaring before him.

In an instant, the purple fog from his back and the area above his head violently recoiled, enveloping a large section of the mountainside like a massive gaseous vortex. It continuously poured over the massive Purple Scaled Python, causing its shape and length to expand rapidly and its scales to become increasingly tough and fierce. When Casio withdrew his arm, the python that had emerged from the underground had completely leapt into the high altitude, blocking out the sunlight and casting a hundred-meter-long shadow.

Bang! Boom! Boom!

In the azure sky, two massive beings driven by terrifying strength collided. The mere impact of their masses caused a sharp explosion in the air, as if a fleet of bombers had dropped a multitude of bombs, detonating them mid-air. The intense heat nearly ignited the atmosphere, creating a distorted visual effect. Circular waves of air compressed and rolled as though forming a mushroom cloud. Within a ten-kilometer radius, the terrifying noise could be heard.

The air wave sharply pressed down, causing the leaves and branches of the woods to tremble nonstop, and the grass roots and stems to lie nearly flattened on the ground. The clothes’ hems were continuously lifted by the gale.

The windstorm cut like a knife, slicing across the tough, fair skin. Casio remained steadfast, his eyes squinting slightly. He didn’t even glance at the center of the collision between the Sound Python and the hurricane; instead, he cast his gaze toward the Hurricane Wizard hovering in mid-air. Casio raised his hand, his fingertip cold to the touch.

Roar!

The Sound Python suddenly leapt up, its tail whipping and bursting the battered remnants of the hurricane, which had reduced to its utmost limit. Then it slammed down with a thunderous crash, its mouth gaping open as if to devour the void.

Ever since Casio saw through the Origin Stone Tablet the old man of the South Dou Red Vulture Saint Fist exert his strength and utilize his qi, he seemed to have had an epiphany, delving into this area. Now he had achieved significant results, enriching his combat methods to a certain extent.

Typically, one would only begin to employ qi in this way at the Ultimate Fighter stage. Secret Martial Artists at the Ultimate Bottle Neck stage beneath the Saint Fist, unable to further increase their attributes, would begin to spontaneously research deep applications of qi. To use qi in such a manner, one had to have a high realm, as it takes deep mastery to have such control. Secondly, one’s qi had to be robust, able to withstand the horrific squandering of an intense battle.

Although Casio had stepped into the Ultimate Fighter level with the Extreme Power of his Sonic Fangs, his qi was far more robust than that of Secret Martial Artists in the same realm. With the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist, South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, and Magic puppet secret weapon all mastered, each personality within him controlled the qi separately.

Hence, Casio had no reservations about squandering his own qi. When it came to wars of attrition, he feared no one. Just now, the surging qi of the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist formed a massive Sound Python. Casio, deeming it insufficient, continued to inject qi energy into it, allowing it to crush the Hurricane Wizard’s long-accumulated hundred-meter hurricane in one stroke and attack the main body without diminishing momentum.

He wanted to see what kind of techniques the Totem Wizards from the Totem Temple had been granted by the Totem King. They dared to besiege him outright. Casio, with his Aloof Personality, was more calculating and more cunning. His aim was to maintain his strength between the peak Fighter and Ultimate Fighter levels, to force all the Totem Wizard’s hidden techniques out and then burst forth with all his power in one fell swoop to crush them once and for all.

If it were the Casio of the murderous personality, he definitely wouldn’t think so much. He would burst forth with all his power right away, crushing his opponent into the mud until they turned to dust. Neither approach can be said to be better or worse; they are merely different styles to deal with different combat scenarios. When the enemy possesses unknown techniques from an existence like the Dark Ultimate Level, the Aloof Personality is undoubtedly more cautious.

In the sea of trees, the sky, a Python bearing a massive shadow pressed down. The Hurricane Wizard’s black robe danced wildly and inflated furiously. One could see the tattoos on the elder’s body light up one after another, bringing different combinations and characteristics of airflow control!

He raised his arm and pushed it vigorously into the sky.

First, a white airstream three meters in diameter surged from the ground to the sky, enveloping the Hurricane Wizard completely, then struck the body of the Sound Python. Instantly on the surface of the purple scales, an arm-like upward thrust of white airflow formed, covering the lower half of the Sound Python like sand. Boom! Boom! Boom! The two were deadlocked in mid-air for less than the blink of an eye before the airstream collapsed. The slightly reduced Sound Python was still enormous, its body wrapped in pulsating sound waves, like a train collision.

The Hurricane Wizard’s expression changed, no longer composed. He did not stubbornly stay in place to endure the attack but rather fell from the sky with the flow.

His hands kept rising, with a tattoo flickering out each time.

A Spiral wind blade sharp enough to slice through trees.

Airstream Chains potent enough to shatter boulders.

A half-formed Storm Giant standing over ten meters tall…

These Totem abilities struck the Sound Python, merely shattering some of its purple scales. Still unable to stop the oppressive onslaught, the looming shadow grew larger, and the terrifying air pressure began to solidify the atmosphere like amber.