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Chapter 945 - 945 485 Combat (4000)

Chapter 945: 485 Combat (4000) Chapter 945: 485 Combat (4000) Since embarking on the path toward Tyrant Fist, doesn’t that mean defeating all the top fighters of his generation? Whale King Arlington from the Yana United States’ Martial Arts World, Magic Phoenix Saint Fist, the current leader of the Door Organization. Casio would let anyone who appeared before him experience his cultivation and see who was superior.

Moreover, Casio even hoped that these two would appear before him at the same time. He always felt that his own strength, having pushed his Qi to the realm of an Ultimate Fighter, and reaching the extreme level in all three aspects, was terrifyingly strong! If he faced only an Ultimate Fighter, it would hardly bring any unexpected surprises, and it might even leave Casio feeling unsatisfied.

The significance of sparring is minimal if his full strength can’t be forced out.

Now, what Casio hoped for was that Whale King Arlington would be even stronger—the stronger, the better. Only an opponent who was interesting enough could make him feel that this trip was worthwhile.

The meeting of the Hong Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World at the Guild Hall carried on from morning until noon. The Elders of various schools could only barely come to a decision after endless debates. They decided to invite two people. First was Star Ring Fist, one of the top three schools in the Eastern Martial World, and its previous generation’s Elder, Scorching Fist Victor. Although Elder Victor was of advanced age and his vigor seriously faded, his strength declined, the International Exchange Meeting needed such a pivotal figure, at least to reassure all the major schools.

Even if it was just a self-deceiving reassurance.

Besides, there was the second person to invite. From the Southern Secret Martial Arts World of the Empire, Seven Stars Jett. The very disciple of the Boxing Master of the Southern Jungle from twenty years ago that was mentioned at the meeting. He possessed the realm of a top fighter and mastered the Seven-star Life Secret Technique. With a wealth of battle experience and in the prime of his life.

Undoubtedly, if the Hong Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World wanted to look decent at this International Exchange Meeting, they could only rely on Seven Stars Jett. In fact, it’s not that the Hong Li Empire’s Martial Arts World had no way to deal with Whale King Arlington. It was just that time was tight and there was little preparation beforehand. Many strong individuals living in seclusion in deep mountains and forests simply couldn’t be located and notified in time. It would take half a year even with full effort to find them one by one.

Therefore, those old monsters who had gone to remote mountains for deep cultivation, aiming to break through to the realm of Ultimate Fighters, were doomed to be unavailable. They could only pick some experts who have been active in the public eye and have appeared in recent years.

At twelve noon, the meeting at the Guild Hall ended regardless, and some of the masters left East Sea City directly to rush through the wilderness with their martial prowess, planning to invite Victor and Jett at the fastest speed.

In the afternoon, in the suburbs of East Sea City, Ivy Manor.

On a spacious and tidy flat ground, four people sat cross-legged. In front of the four, a tall black silhouette quietly watched.

From left to right were Fog Man, Otto, Nine Snakes, and Ascetic.

Their eyes were tightly closed, their eyelids trembling, and their breathing steadily became more rapid. Sweat gradually soaked the back of their black robes.

Masses of chaotic and fragmented Qi ripples emanated from their bodies, making the air around them ripple like stream water in circles, blowing some of the gravel on the ground into the corners.

They were digesting the empowerment Casio had given them a day earlier, with various insights of Secret Martial Art techniques flashing through their minds, awaiting their grasp. At this moment, they felt as if their bodies were sponges, absorbing knowledge and strength to the fullest.

All sorts of movements, all sorts of applications, now flowed like streams of warmth into their limbs, integrating into their muscle memory, and becoming an instinct.

Nine Snakes, Ascetic, and Fog Man were all experiencing the same.

And Otto, at Casio’s request, wholeheartedly operated the Shadow Moon Fist, fully disclosing his own exercise routine and Qi circulation. It must be noted that this was Otto’s tenth time. Casio was quite meticulous, seeking perfection in his writing.

In the courtyard, he observed carefully for half an hour.

He then stepped away, returning to his own room.

The window, with its pale lace curtains bound to one side by a black band, was pushed open, letting in a breath of fresh air. On a brown office desk, a stack of amber-colored bound parchment sheets lay.

The parchment seemed to be specially made, appearing exceedingly sturdy and carried a honey color, seemingly soaked for a long time in a special Potion.

Casio sat in front of the brown desk, his pupils exceptionally profound.

He stared at the parchment for a while, then slowly stretched out his Index Finger.

It was as if he was about to use the tip of his finger as a pen, a rich Qi slowly emerged. There was no Killing Intent, rather it was as gentle as water.

Strands of Qi entwined around his finger, gathering at the pad.

Swish! Casio’s thumb abruptly slashed across the skin on the index finger.

A drop of viscous blood, as heavy as Lead Mercury, slowly oozed out.

Drip.

The finger pressed against the cover of the specially-made Parchment.

He wrote down stroke by stroke.

“Southern Dipper Secret Transmission”

Bloody letters, sharp to the extreme, all enveloped and soaked into the parchment by the Qi Seal Inscription Method, deeply imprinted.

“It’s time to start writing Shadow Moon Fist…”

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The next day, the International Martial Arts Exchange hosted by the Eastern Martial World officially began. The Exchange Meeting not only featured the Elders and Gate Masters of many Secret Martial schools from the host, the Hong Li Empire, but also elite fighters who followed Whale King Arlington from the Yana United States. Even the Star Blue Empire had its Sect Representatives attend, intent on witnessing the grandeur of the day.