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Chapter 905 - 905 Accident (4000)

Chapter 905: Accident (4000) Chapter 905: Accident (4000) Bang bang bang bang bang…

The whole courtyard shook, and the artificial lake stirred up heavy waves. At the center of the lake, two silhouettes collided fist to palm, the fierce force violently shaking the surroundings. With each collision, one could clearly see ripples forming from the air all the way to the lake surface, spreading out like shock waves.

Droplets flew, seemingly liquid but shot out like solid marbles. When they hit the ground, they left shallow little pits.

If one only looked at the manor’s courtyard, it seemed to be enduring a sudden gale and heavy rain. The green trees and flower beds were smacked with a snapping sound, leaving petals scattered and shattered, and the small trees trembling as if in stormy weather.

However, within this environment, there was an area with a diameter of one meter that seemed to have become the last sanctuary. Casio sat cross-legged at the center of this sanctuary, his black trench coat unaffected by the wind or water, its hem lightly spread on the grassland. His left hand held the Devil’s Book, while his right hand’s fingers tapped in the air. An invisible yet extremely resilient aura filled every inch of space around him, forming a transparent spherical space.

In this aura-filled space, no foreign object could enter without Casio’s permission. For instance, the droplets pouring down like pear blossom needles were all blocked outside, as if meeting an invisible yet extremely solid air wall that exploded into a mist on the surface of the wall.

Faced with this sudden accident, Casio still sat quietly in his place, calm and unperturbed. Even as his eyes turned toward the artificial lake, they held a hint of interest. He was curious to see what could threaten him now that his strength had reached the pinnacle, just below that of Saint Fist.

Additionally, the human disaster brought by the Devil’s Book’s bad luck turned out to be two fighters from the Secret Martial Arts World. During this retrospection, Casio stayed in Florence of the Imperial Capital and did not have much contact with the Martial World of this era.

With these thoughts, his gaze pierced through the layers of rain curtains towards the center of the lake.

In the artificial lake, another muffled sound echoed. The two figures touched and immediately separated, retreating backward like shells, revealing their shapes.

The man on the left had a strong and powerful build, with abundant hair. He was about one meter ninety in height, and his arms were like those of an ape, muscles twisting and bulging like little dark green worms squirming and wriggling. However, the face of this muscular man was a stark contrast—a delicate and fair young face. Not the rugged or brutish face one would imagine, but rather like a little boy.

At the moment, his eyes were wide with anger, which somehow appeared a bit cute. But combined with his exaggerated muscular frame, nobody dared to think in that direction.

On the other side was a blond-haired girl about one meter sixty tall, her hands wrapped in tight white bands that covered even the spaces between her fingers. Her figure was slender, and compared to the muscular man opposite her, she seemed like a mere toothpick. As for her face, her face shape was a standard melon seed shape, but her face was still wrapped in bandages, revealing only the part above her nose, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, and bold, thick eyebrows.

“Anthony, is that all your Water King Skill has got? I thought reaching the third stage you could pose some danger to me. But you’re still just a chicken made of clay, crumbling at a touch. Admit it, our Air Shock Fist perfectly counters your Water King Skill! Just give up gracefully…”

The bandaged girl suddenly spoke, her voice as rough as a man’s.

Unrestrained and hearty, with a rare outspokenness for a woman.

“Give up? Don’t make me laugh. I intercepted you on your way to the Eastern Martial World to defeat you completely! And this nonsense about Air Shock Fist perfectly countering Water King Skill, that simply isn’t true! Once the Water King Skill reaches the third stage, it can control not only the body’s own water but also affect the vast water outside the body! This is the lake surface… this is my home turf!”

The muscular man called Anthony said coldly, his tone not good, but with a voice clear and gentle, as if he had yet to reach puberty.

His threatening words seemed to carry no weight whatsoever.

Seemingly aware that talking was useless at this point, he needed to prove his point with action. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he spread his thick arms on either side of his body, his palms in a grasping motion. Immediately, two slender water mist tornados rose from the lake surface, rapidly ascending and completely covering his hands.

This hazy white water mist vibrated slightly in the air, carrying a very special frequency. Between the gaps in the mist, the pervasive aura filled and bound, transmitting the vibration frequency from within his body. If one observed carefully, this frequency was exactly the same as the frequency of Anthony’s blood circulation. The faster the blood circulated, the faster and more terrifying the frequency of vibration in his hands’ water mist became, like a deformed high-pressure water gun bringing a surge of buzzing roars.

“It’s useless, when that Boxing Master created these two boxing methods, the relationship of restraint between them was already determined!” The bandaged girl said coldly, her hands that hung by her side slowly lifted and turned inward, finally assuming a position similar to a boxing stance in front of her.

But her hands were not made into fists; they were stretched out straight.

In the air, a hollow howl suddenly emerged. A streak of white filament rapidly descended, entered between the bandaged girl’s fingers, swirling and wrapping around quickly, as if forming a layer of white, fine air flow gloves.