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Chapter 950 - 950 487 The Terrible Man (4300)

Chapter 950: 487 The Terrible Man (4300) Chapter 950: 487 The Terrible Man (4300) “…”

The four from Otto fell silent, eventually choosing not to answer the question.

The dean did not attend the second meeting, instead staying at Ivy Manor to continue writing the Southern Dipper Secret Transmission and revising the four Secret Martial Arts.

Without prior instructions from Casio, they were not going to answer the other party’s question. Thus, the atmosphere grew quiet for a moment, and the standing Secret Martial Arts master’s eyes gradually dimmed as he heaved a sigh.

It was clear that the quartet’s silence had spoken for itself.

After all, where do such heaven-sent warriors come from? A hidden ancient Secret Martial Arts sect with five fighters suddenly emerging? And one of them should reach the Extreme Fighter Level, be a master of Boxing Method, and be capable of contending with or even defeating the imposing Whale King Arlington from the Yana United States.

That probability, no matter how one thought about it, was just too minuscule.

So, after the Secret Martial Arts master sighed, he sat back down, somewhat dejected. He didn’t inquire further of Otto and the others.

Rather than dreaming of heaven-sent macho men, it’s better to focus on the current situation…

Considering the time, five or six days had passed. The persuaders sent to Star Ring Fist and the Southern Jungle should have returned and be nearing East Sea City now.

As for whether those persuaders could invite Scorching Fist Victor and the Seven Deadly Stars Jett, the many school elders present were uncertain. Scorching Fist Victor was a highly esteemed powerhouse in the Eastern Martial World and the senior elder of Star Ring Fist from generations past. In theory, he should answer the call of the International Exchange Meeting and fight for the honor of the Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World. But, he was aged and weakened, already 85 years old. His body functions, reaction speed, and combat strength were all declining.

It’s likely that he no longer possesses the peak abilities of the Scorching Fist.

To have such an elderly elder step into the arena and battle the in-his-prime Whale King Arlington, was that really wise? Could Victor’s painstakingly honed skills over decades compensate for his loss of physical strength? Whale King Arlington’s physical strength is very formidable, and while the Secret Martial Art he cultivated is not primarily for enhancing the physique, it definitely has a nourishing and rejuvenating effect on the body. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have undergone a reverse aging process just two or three years after breaking through the Boxing Method realm and Martial Art level.

Whale King, the nickname wasn’t given for no reason.

This moniker is tied to Arlington’s practiced Secret Martial Art, as well to the tremendous force behind his blows. It’s said that his ordinary punch strikes with the might of a whale, comparable to being crushed by a blue whale!

Many strong opponents who had fought him to the death were blown apart by such punches, utterly incapable of resisting. Once Arlington stepped into a certain Boxing Method realm, his strength would reach the pinnacle within that realm, almost as if he were endowed with divine might.

Scorching Fist Victor would not withstand a direct confrontation for more than a few exchanges.

If during the battle in the arena, such a highly esteemed elder were to be blown apart or killed by a single punch, the gruesome scene would be even more unbearable than a normal defeat, far harder for anyone to accept.

So, it’s up to the elderly Victor whether he will come or not. If he comes, that would naturally be for the best; if not, it’s understandable.

As for the matter of the Seven Deadly Stars Jett from the Southern Jungle.

Some school elders from the southern Secret Martial Arts World had already been dispatched to persuade him. Jett’s lineage has always been reclusive, with little to no relations or interactions with many Secret Martial Arts schools. The persuaders, therefore, had to appeal to reason, stir his emotions, and offer a substantial amount of resources as benefits.

After all, if you want someone to leave seclusion and fight a battle against an Extreme Fighter Level powerhouse, it’s quite a dangerous feat. Even if Jett possesses his teacher’s Seven Star Destiny Realm secret techniques, the risk is significant. If his reactions aren’t quick enough, he might be taken down before he can even employ his secret techniques. Naturally, there should be guarantees and ample benefits provided for taking such risks.

These benefits are provided collectively by the Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World. With the schools shouldering the cost among themselves, the amount is manageable and acceptable.

Now, the only concern is whether Jett would refuse the benefits and be unwilling to come. After all, life-risking matters are always unpredictable.

The morning of August 1st, the meeting concluded.

By noon of August 1st, good news arrived. Scorching Fist Victor was willing to come out of retirement to lend a hand to the Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World. However, he was also conscious of his significantly weakened strength and deteriorating body functions. Therefore, Victor advised everyone not to place too much hope on him. Even if he decided to fight, facing Arlington would likely end in a tragic defeat.

He urged everybody to be mentally prepared and to consider additional backup plans.

With Victor speaking so, naturally, everyone’s expectations turned to the Seven Deadly Stars Jett. Late night on August 1st, four black silhouettes raced across the plain, agile as wild horses, and in a blink of an eye, they surged into the city.

That night, Cafu Hall was brightly lit.

Many of the Li Empire’s Secret Martial Arts World school elders met the Seven Deadly Stars Jett for the first time, an unmistakably proud man. He dressed in black trousers and a sleeveless vest exuding a leather texture. On his sturdy wrists were armor-like metal rivet wrist guards.

His muscles bulged with strength like slabs of rock, and his chest, wide as a city wall, bore seven slight protrusions the size of chess pieces, seemingly interconnected and corresponding to the stars in the sky.