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Chapter 964 - 964 493 Respect it as if it were God (4000)_2

Chapter 964: 493 Respect it as if it were God (4000)_2 Chapter 964: 493 Respect it as if it were God (4000)_2 At that time, he could neither see nor discern clearly…

It was Feng Liusi’s analysis of the Holy Fist, Tyrant Fist, Polar Fist that reignited Casio’s confidence and dispelled his confusion. Feng Liusi had said, Secret Martial Artists could certainly match the forces of nature using human strength, it was absolutely possible, everything was possible…

And now, he was very close to that legendary realm. Many natural mighty forces, even those capable of altering the landscape, Casio had astonishingly mastered and realized. His fist could shatter a small hilltop, his power could sweep clean half a mountain forest, and his force could wash over the earth, causing it to crack.

What he yearned for in those days, he had now obtained.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, feeling an exhilarating sense of liberation in his heart.

Pop… Pop…

A sense of pure and clear penetration emanated from his body.

As it should be, the breakthrough in Southern Dipper Boxing Method was a natural progression.

A muffled rumble emanated from Casio’s body, and soon purple and red stars lit up on his skin. The two resonated with each other, echoing and interacting.

Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist: 38+2=40

South Dou Red Vulture Fist: 38+2=40

Each boxing method broke through two acupuncture points, showing remarkable progress. Coupled with the single acupuncture point that Casio himself had broken through during his recent cultivation, both the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist and the South Dou Red Vulture Fist had astonishingly reached forty acupuncture points.

The Fifth Stage with forty-four acupuncture points was no longer far away.

“Huff…”

Taking a deep breath, he exhaled a long stream of white air, Casio’s figure flickered and he instantaneously arrived next to a pitch-black pit. Looking down, he saw a shattered skeleton at the bottom of the deep pit. Beside it lay a small piece of mask and a wooden box emitting a faint purple and green glow.

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The people of Feiyan Gate could never have imagined that they had narrowly escaped a catastrophe. The dark creatures, the Demon Bears, they had run away, yes, they had fled!

The clash between the two mighty figures that had descended from the sky had reduced half of the Demon Bears to sand with just the aftermath of one ultimate move.

Subsequently, the fearsome collision in mid-air, as if it aimed to dye the night sky on each side with its own color and aura, swiftly led to one’s defeat, with the other emerging utterly dominant. The purple-red waterfall struck the earth with force akin to a natural disaster. As the ground trembled, the mud rolled like waves, churning wildly.

The Demon Bears, initially sluggish due to the medicinal concoction affecting their nerves, were now thoroughly terrified. Even they had the instinct to seek benefit and avoid harm. Hence, the Demon Bears ran. They sprinted in all directions, seeking only to distance themselves from the heart of the battlefield.

They paid no heed to their original prey, the disciples of Feiyan Gate, and at one point, there was even a scene where Demon Bears and disciples of Feiyan Gate raced shoulder to shoulder through the mud waves, each trying to outrun the other. They moved with the speed of a meteor, as fast as lightning.

In this race, Feiyan Gate had the advantage; their cultivation of Secret Martial Arts favored agility and evasion, allowing them to move swiftly. Although the Demon Bears also had strong bursts of speed for short periods, they could not sustain it. Moreover, their weight proved to be a significant hindrance; some jumped high only to fall back heavily, with half their bodies plunging straight into the rolling soft mud, being mercilessly swept along.

Struggling was futile, their raw strength and iron-hard bodies were of no help. After a few rolls of the ground, they were buried deep beneath the surface, continuously pressured by the forcefully moving mud.

The horrific pressure came from all directions, compressing the Demon Bears into flesh mud!

Feiyan Gate, on the other hand, fared much better, their footsteps light, like dragonflies skimming water. Almost none were swept into the mud, though flying stones and falling tree trunks posed significant obstacles. Still, in the end, Feiyan Gate endured until the hostile impact ended.

Casio withdrew his power, and the earth-shattering events ceased. The disciples of Feiyan Gate gasped for air, sweating profusely, nearly on the verge of collapse. The one in the best shape was the gate master of Feiyan Gate; he stood atop a tree on a muddy slope, gazing towards the distant center of the battlefield. In his eyes was an uncontrollable mix of shock, awe, and a trace of fear.

That magnificent purple waterfall glowing in the dark night, falling straight down as if it was a divine punishment, a holy spirit.

The Feiyan Gate Master looked toward the distant sky, where the powerful black silhouette falling freely like a meteor caused his hands to tremble involuntarily.

He revered it as if it were divine…

Elsewhere, on the peak of a towering mountain far away.

A figure in a black cloak stood quietly behind a large stone, fingers digging tightly into the crevices of the stone surface, turning the nail beds and fingertips pale from the force. Beneath the cloak, the Fourth King clenched her lips, her eyes filled with disbelief. She had witnessed the downfall and death of the First King. Not long ago, the Fourth King herself had been brutally assaulted by the First King.

But the Fourth King had always recognized the strength of the First King. Even before he acquired the Blood Soul Secret Box, he was already in a league of his own among the seven kings, with a significant gap between him and the Second King. After using the Blood Soul Secret Box, his strength widened that gap even further. The First King had reached the realm of an Ultimate Fighter.

In the entire Door Organization, only the Gate Master Xiadu and the Vice Leader, Magic Phoenix Holy Fist, had reached this level of strength. And in the past several hundred years among the seven kings, none had ever achieved the realm of an Ultimate Fighter. The First King was the first, and it could be said that he had reached a level equal to that of the Magic Phoenix Holy Fist.

Yet, he had barely returned to the glory of the Hong Li Empire when he met his downfall and death. He was killed by some mysterious person of unknown origins. The Fourth King could only lament that the waters of the Hong Li Empire were too deep, hiding many monsters within.

Even someone who had reached the realm of an Ultimate Fighter could not act with impunity. It was very likely that at any moment, a fearsome expert could emerge from nowhere, knock you down, and even kill you.

The Fourth King was secretly alarmed and, while shocked by the news of the First King’s death, she felt a hint of dark satisfaction. “That’ll teach you for acting like a psychopath and almost killing me,” she thought. “You’ve immediately received your comeuppance and got taken out by someone else.”

He really had it coming…

That’s right, the First King seemed to have left some last words before dying.

“Damn you, Arlington, I won’t let you go even if I become a ghost!!!”

Arlington? Whale King Arlington!?

The Fourth King seized on this key point, her eyes gradually brightening with intelligence. The First King had once shared part of his plans with her, which included a partnership with Whale King Arlington. The First King was going to East Sea City to confirm the partnership terms with Arlington. And just now, the First King had been fleeing as if he was coming from East Sea City. Did Whale King Arlington want to harm him?

Why? Did their cooperation fall through? Did a dispute arise between them?

Could it be uneven allocation of the loot? Was the disagreement over unfounded promises of sharing the treasure before they even got it? Or, did Arlington intend to betray him?

A stream of thoughts quickly flashed through the Fourth King’s mind.

She felt that this intelligence was very important. Of course, the news of the First King’s death at the hands of a mysterious expert was even more crucial. Magic Phoenix Holy Fist would be arriving soon. It was best to report this news to her as quickly as possible.

The Fourth King immediately turned around, carefully descending the mountain and leaving without making a single sound. Even though she was far from the battlefield, she was afraid of attracting the attention of the person who had just killed the First King. The Fourth King was full of fear, her mind still replaying the scene of the purple-red torrent sweeping through.

That level of terrifying power raining down was akin to that of a god.

Whew…

High above, the wind howled, clouds shifted, and the moon was obscured.

Darkness once again enveloped the battered jungle.

Two days later, in East Sea City, at the International Exchange Meeting.

The event was in its final stages. Elders and sect leaders of Secret Martial Art schools from various countries took to the stage, showcasing the formidable strength of their fighters and the distinct characteristics of their Secret Martial Arts. Many previously unknown experts emerged and became overnight sensations, receiving widespread adulation.

Today, the International Exchange Meeting came to a complete close.