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Chapter 978 - 978 500 Secret Martial Arts World Number One (4000)

Chapter 978: 500 Secret Martial Arts World Number One (4000) Chapter 978: 500 Secret Martial Arts World Number One (4000) Whoosh! Whoosh!

A blood-red meteor was chasing after the deep red one. Their narrow tails sliced through the sky, carrying with them the sounds of air bursting and scattering as they fled.

Casio wasn’t holding back, and he wouldn’t hold back!

If it were just Whale King Arlington, considering the will and courage he showed in not backing down during their life-and-death struggle, Casio might have left him alive from a perspective of admiration, as it was a clash within the Secret Martial Arts World.

But the Magic Phoenix Saint Fist was different! He really disliked this person.

The Magic Phoenix Saint Fist came from the Door Organization and was the vice leader with a second-in-command status. Casio had a long-standing grudge with the Door Organization, marking them as absolute enemies. When it came to enemies, he always adhered to a policy of no mercy with thunderous means.

Additionally, how dare this mere Ultimate Fighter claim the title of Saint Fist!? Who gave you the audacity? Who gave you the face? Who gave you the courage? Now that Casio’s physique, qi, and force had all reached the level of an Ultimate Fighter, his combat power was almost unbelievably high. Even so, he didn’t dare to claim the title of Saint Fist and always maintained a reverent attitude towards the ultimate realm of the Secret Martial Art of Saint Fist.

The Saint Fist wasn’t just a realm but also an honor, a sacred badge—the ultimate fantasy of all secret martial arts practitioners throughout history.

Casio had once yearned for it deeply. On the night of the heavy rain when he and Feng Liusi left Death Valley, he was shaken by the existence of the Saint Fist. And now that Magic Phoenix dared claim the title of Saint Fist, it was an utter desecration of Casio’s beautiful aspirations.

Therefore, with this punch, he instinctively and angrily burst forth with all his strength!

Clang!

Around him, over eighty red and purple acupuncture points lit up like dazzling stars, forming two entangled battling monsters—a map of the Stellar Serpent and Blood Vulture. Casio’s blond hair wildly fluttered, and his cape made a whistling sound.

The forbidden power was released inch by inch within his body.

Roaring…sounds of friction…

The ultimate glacier waterfall, the fiery magma river. Echo Strength and Deathfang Power turned into two rivers that simultaneously washed down, violently reacting in the sections where they met at the ends of the virtual meridians. The tiny life rune on the back of his hand emitted a blinding light, integrating the terrifying and explosive force together.

Sonic Fang Force! Southern Dipper Extreme Power!

This was Casio’s strongest killing move. Compared to the ultima of Red Vulture Fist like the Blood Vulture Beak and the ultima of the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist like the Sound Cavity Confluence, it was only slightly inferior and followed slightly behind.

As for the ultimate state of the secret martial arts of the golem, that was more like an exaggerated enhancement effect. It greatly increased Casio’s basic combat strength, allowing him to coordinate the use of other boxing methods. It was not a lethal killing move.

In short, Casio’s punch epitomized absolute destruction.

In mid-air, his strong body flying through the air began to continuously emit deep purple and blood-red qi, each dominating one side of his body, bringing a magnificent and mysterious color. The two-colored flames trailing behind interwove into a spiral, surging towards the cloud layer in the sky.

In the span of a single breath, it seemed like the whole sky canopy was dominated by the two colors. The purple and red colors spread forward like a white cloth sinking into a dye vat.

Swish!

The Magic Phoenix Saint Fist glided out once again, his wings behind him having reached a span of fifteen meters, with dense feather patterns overlapped upon one another.

He actually wasn’t afraid of Casio, even though Casio had just defeated Whale King Arlington. To him, Casio was only slightly stronger. And Arlington himself had only become an Ultimate Fighter in recent years; his foundations were not solid, and most likely, his path and willpower were not clear enough. This was a big difference compared to Magic Phoenix Saint Fist, especially in terms of qi.

The Magic Phoenix Saint Fist had been the vice leader of the Door Organization for over a decade, which meant that over ten years ago, he had already stepped into the realm of an Ultimate Fighter. His qi was vigorous and incomparably fierce, constantly pushing towards that legendary level of Saint Fist. Over a year ago, he had reached the bottleneck with nowhere to advance.

In other words, the realm of Magic Phoenix Saint Fist’s qi could be called the closest to a Saint Fist—making him the number one person under the Saint Fist! How could that not make him proud and confident?

The man closest to the Saint Fist!

The Magic Phoenix Saint Fist felt he deserved the name of Saint Fist!

Therefore, even at the final stage of the International Exchange Meeting when he saw Casio defeat Arlington, he was not the least bit moved. His attempt to rescue Arlington was also from a condescending attitude, clearly very confident in himself. Both his maximal retreat speed and his combat power when truly fighting, being the closest to the Saint Fist, would allow him to remain undefeated.

However, such a man who was too proud and confident to almost arrogance, saw his expression change the moment Casio threw his punch and the combination of internal force and battle power sparked. The mask of composure and disdain that was so annoying shattered, turning into uncertainty and anxiety as a trace of unease flickered in his eyes.

Boom!!!

Fearsome Extreme Power surged forth under Casio’s fist, turning into a purple-red waterfall. The waterfall roared as it tore through the air, filled with densely packed air cavities—Sonic Fang Tornado!

The Magic Phoenix Saint Fist’s eyelids twitched, suddenly feeling that things were somewhat beyond control. The pursuer behind him did indeed only manage to throw one punch, but that punch seemed a bit too ferocious, so fierce that the Magic Phoenix Saint Fist had to take it seriously.

Screech!

A demonic qi-ridden Blood Phoenix surged out from within his body, its wings flapping wildly as it moved, bringing about rings of high-temperature flame-like strange ripples.