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Chapter 957 - 957 490 This is the victory of Martial Arts (4000)

Chapter 957: 490 This is the victory of Martial Arts (4000) Chapter 957: 490 This is the victory of Martial Arts (4000) At this moment, near East Sea City, Ivy Manor.

The night sky, like a dark cyan curtain, was adorned with twinkling stars. Today was cloudless, and the sky was clear. The moonlight seemed to flow like cow’s milk, gently pouring over the wall tops, roof eaves, and shrubs. It cast a patchy and uneven shadow that swayed from side to side with the cold wind, like reflections underwater.

In the courtyard, four Commanders were each immersed in practicing the Southern Dipper Boxing Method, recalling the scenes of actual combat from earlier in the day. They had easily defeated their opponents, exhibiting their special force effectively, and the results were quite satisfactory.

It should be noted that although the Southern Dipper Boxing Method that Casio created for the four Clinic Commanders was a simplified version, its lethality and attack power were not at all reduced. Different from regular Secret Martial Arts, the Southern Dipper Boxing series lacked a Training Method and Breathing Method—there was only the force designed for killing!

The lack on one side, and special focus on the other, should not be hard to understand. The Southern Dipper Boxing Method was an oddity of this sort. Its lethality far exceeded that of other Secret Martial Arts of the same level. Therefore, even the four new versions of the Southern Dipper Boxing Method created by Casio stood out considerably in terms of battle efficiency and attack capabilities.

And all of this came at the cost of not having a Training or Breathing Method to enhance one’s Physique and nurture the body. In fact, the exertion of special force could harm the enemy a thousand but hurt oneself eight hundred, as each battle carried a certain probability of suffering rebound injuries or Internal Injuries, affecting one’s Lifespan. Thus, it’s not surprising that the Southern Dipper Boxing Method excelled in combat. What would be strange is if it didn’t stand out.

Moreover, the reason the four Clinic Commanders were able to brutally defeat their opponents at the International Exchange Meeting Arena was because they were already strong. Even before mastering the Southern Dipper Boxing Method, each was already comparable to the level of a Veteran Fighter, with top-notch Physical Strength, speed, and defense.

Even without entering a demonized state, fighting in human form, they were like fierce beasts of flesh. Paired with the icing on the cake that was the Southern Dipper Boxing Method, sweeping through the new and Veteran Fighters at the International Exchange Meeting Arena was not surprising at all. After all, they were individuals Casio had invested significant effort in cultivating.

They were reliable subordinates and the best testers for the Southern Dipper Boxing Method. During today’s competition, Casio noted some areas that needed improvement in the Boxing Method. The main concerns were the Ascetics’ Firestone Fist and Nine Snakes’ Ripple Fist while Otto’s Shadow Moon Fist had reached a relatively mature stage. The Shadow Moon Fist had already been put into practice during the obliteration of the Lunar Eclipse Meeting, and Casio had been following Otto’s battles closely ever since.

And now, the Shadow Moon Fist had essentially taken its final form.

The International Exchange Meeting had been ongoing for over a week, and Casio had been writing the Shadow Moon Fist on specially made Parchment using the Qi Seal Inscription Method. This evening, the writing process was nearing its end, and a Southern Dipper Boxing Method was about to take shape.

In the small hut next to the courtyard, bright light shone, and a black Silhouette sat by the window. Using a finger as a pen, the figure wrote complex symbols on the surface of the Parchment at a slow pace. The air seemed to offer resistance, like glue preventing the fingertip from sliding across.

Every time Casio completed a symbol, his body relaxed, as if breaking through a Bottle Neck. With each new symbol added to this Parchment, named Southern Dipper Secret Transmission, the Aura on its surface grew more intense and eerie. It has a kind of Magic Power that involuntarily attracted the attention of those around.

The orange-yellow candlelight spilled over the surface of the Parchment, suddenly taking on a tempting honey color, as if it had been coated with a layer of glossy, enchanting Honey.

This was the downside of the missing aspect of the Qi Seal Inscription Method—it couldn’t contain the Aura of the Secret Martial Art books it inscribed, allowing it to spread unchecked.

Sooner or later, Casio’s constant writing would push the Magic Power of this Southern Dipper Secret Transmission higher and higher, automatically emanating a mysterious and unpredictable Qi Magnetic Field. It would become a legendary tome, akin to a Demon Ring or Demon Sword that tempted people towards evil. Fortunately, as long as the book remained with Casio, he could use his own Aura to suppress and quiet it.

Because the two shared the same source, he represented the origin of this Secret Transmission.

In Ivy Manor, while the four Commanders were cultivating, Casio was performing the Qi Seal Inscription Method. And outside the manor, a figure in a black robe had appeared in the dense woods at some unknown time. The white osseous Mask on its face reflected the moonlight, exuding an extremely cold and eerie charm.

In the clearing, the Masked figure took a small box from within its robes.

The box, roughly the size of half a palm, was made of a purple-green wood. The surface was covered with intricate and mysterious carvings, resembling hands stacked upon each other. At this moment, within the recesses of these carvings, viscous, rich-red blood was swirling around, clinging as if it were a red Snake.

The red Snake moved continuously until it reached the front of the box where there was a carving resembling a snake opening its wide mouth, which was hollow.

The stream of blood flowed slowly into the hollow.

When everything was done, the first King nodded with satisfaction. He had just killed a Fighter from a small country and had collected the blood for the box; it seemed the essence of the blood was of good quality. With a click, the first King opened the Blood Soul Secret Box. Inside, there were five drops of blood, quietly suspended in Mid-air.

One drop of blood represented the fall of a Fighter-level expert.

Of course, not all of them were Fighters; there were also some other beings.