《I can return to the age of mysterious》 Chapter 1 - 1 001 Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant_1 ?Chapter 1: 001 Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant_1 Chapter 1: 001 Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant_1 My name is Casio, and Im dying Today is the 156th year, June 3rd of the Hong Li Federation calendar. Its the 25th year since I arrived in this parallel world. I had just graduated from Zexi University and was participating in an archaeological expedition for the first time. The site was in a steep mountain area about twenty kilometers north of Fengnan City. This operation was led by the city government, in collaboration between the Archaeology Department of Zexi University and Fire Deer Antique Company. Both sides deployed a ten-member archaeological team that arrived at the Klamora Mountain area at noon. The progress of the archaeological operation was exceptionally smooth. The team quickly began exploring inside the relic. There were buildings and decorations in the style of the Karenka period, dilapidated murals, and some ancient documents. Just when everyone was engrossed in their archaeology work, an accident occurred. Three antique commissioners from Fire Deer Antique Company suddenly pulled out their guns and opened fire! Their tutor, a senior brother, and a senior sister were killed in succession. The remaining four fought back, and although they managed to kill one of the antique commissioners, in the end, only one of them survived. And that person was currently facing a desperate situation. As the memory flashed back, Casio shivered and took a deep breath. Click, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at his head. Run! Go on, run again!!! The man wearing the red and black uniform of the Antique Commissioner showed a growing ferocious look. Pressing the handgun against Casios head, he strode forward several steps. In the dark and narrow rectangular tunnel, Casio retreated step by step. The crunching sound echoed as his boots crunched on the rubble. Boom! A severely weathered pillar behind him collapsed abruptly. Casio, leaning against the broken pillar, stumbled backward awkwardly and fell. He grunted and glanced at his right hand. The ivory pendant left by his senior brother had pierced his skin, and there was blood in his palm. Casio felt a dry, bitter taste in his mouth. sea??h th N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Probably, all seven members of Zexi Universitys Archaeology Department would die here. He, a traverser who had reincarnated for twenty-five years and done nothing significant, was about to reincarnate again. Splat! A black boot stepped on his chest. The firearm in the mans hand stayed pointing at Casios head. Footsteps echoed in the tunnel again. Another commissioner from the Fire Deer Antique Company had arrived, both of them armed with handguns. Might as well fight, to die with some dignity. Just as this thought flashed through Casios mind, he suddenly noticed a growing bitter taste in his mouth. A moment later, he realized that the bitter sensation was not coming from his mouth. But from his right hand, from the bleeding wound. The next second, Casios entire arm went numb and bitter in an instant. An icy cold flow was gushing continuously from the ivory pendant, gliding in his hand like a fish. The cold sensation spread throughout his body from his arm in an instant. Casios body involuntarily began to tremble. Ha ha, look at you! Werent you very courageous when you and your brothers were together? Now youre scared like this? The man ground his boot, the pressure was heavy. Casio did not speak, but clenched his right hand hard. How? Too scared to piss your pants? The man snickered mockingly. Stop talking bullshit with him, William, just finish him. We dont have time to waste here anothr commissioner walked over from the side. I know, Ill send him to meet the Grand Duke of Hong Li. The man named William slightly adjusted the muzzle of his gun. Goodbye, elephant of the Ivory Tower His voice suddenly stopped, as if a pause button had been pressed on the entire world. Casio looked around sharply. The dim tunnel, the broken murals, the two men with guns, everything became blurry all of a sudden. It felt like he was looking at the world through a layer of frosted glass; even the turbid and smelly air was filtered. He was inevitably engulfed in a void. The whole world was spinning. The air was surging, the earth was shaking, the dome was rising, and Casios brain was trembling madly. Bang!!! The boys head hit the wall hard. Shit!, he couldnt help but curse in pain. Li Wei, are you having nightmares again? A fatigued voice came from the side, Go to sleep early, we have training tomorrow Li Wei? Training? Whats that? Casio got up, dazed, looking at a narrow, gray stone house. Theres a window on the side, allowing the thin moonlight to shine in. The room contained only a table and a chair, with the most space being taken up by two very wide beds. Each bed was crammed with three teenagers. His bed was near the window, with a little fat kid sleeping next to him, who was the one that just mumbled something. Casio blankly looked at his own young hands, falling instantly into a daze. Amid the chaos of his thoughts, he suddenly noticed something. Above his line of sight, a strange symbol floated mid-air, with something like a thermometer scale next to it. A jolt went through Casios heart and he reached out to grab at it. Only I can see it! Could it be a cheat code? Suddenly, a flood of information surged into his brain. After ten minutes, Casio burst open his eyes. He understood the workings and principles of the cheat code that arrived twenty-five years late. Collecting mysterious antiques, he could travel back to a legendary era. Antiques with legendary stories attached, imbued with a strong obsession of their owners, could be referred as legendary antiques. Moreover, Casio could absorb some sort of obsession energy from these legendary antiques, replacing the owner to return to their time of deepest impression. This deeply imprinted time could be full of joy, hatred, sadness, or regret, but it had to be intense. In fact, obsessions were mostly filled with hatred and regret. Or various negative emotions like sadness. Casios task was to dispel the original owners obsessions, allowing him to exist in that time for a while. During this time, whatever he learned or practiced could be brought back to reality. If he fails, then he gets nothing. Taking a deep breath, he looked ahead. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the strange symbol was actually a simplified sketch of the ivory pendant. It was only after Casio absorbed the obsession energy from the pendant that he activated his ability in a split second. The scale next to the pendant symbol represented time. Now, he was experiencing Li Weis first deeply imprinted experience, and also his first obsession. Casio moved with intent, and the pendant symbol unfolded instantly. Lightning streaking across the sky, a damp rainy night, a girls scream, a cowardly boy trembling in a corner. It was a sad story of a boy and his sister getting selected into a martial arts school called Wind Elephant Gates Youth Training Camp. The sister was almost stripped naked by three drunk students on her way to the toilet in the middle of the night. As his sister screamed for help, the boy, watching from the window, was too cowardly to step in. It was not until the other students were awakened that the ordeal ended. News of the incident spread quickly throughout the entire training camp. The women in that era were relatively conservative. People gossiped about the boys sister, but no one cared that she was the victim. A few days later, news came from the boys home that his mother had passed away unexpectedly. The double blow led to the psychologically pressured sister committing suicide. This became Li Weis regret and obsession. Why did he cower in the corner on that rainy night? Why didnt he dare confront the ruffians? Why didnt he ever consider comforting his sister afterward? Was it weakness? Was it fear? Was it the strange disgusting pride of a teenage boy? Perhaps it was a combination of all? He wanted to make up for it, but it was too late. As hard as Li Wei tried to comfort himself, he found that he could not forgive that cowardly boy. And that became his obsession. Is that so? Upon reopening his eyes, Casio murmured. Boom A rumbling thunder echoed from the clouded sky. Casio looked sharply out the window, noticing that it had somehow started raining. The blurry rain curtains kept falling. Ah! Hel uh The faint yells of a girl could be heard amidst the rain. Damn, is it tonight?! Casio rolled out of bed and rushed out barefoot. Chapter 2 - 2 002 Venting_1 ?Chapter 2: 002 Venting_1 Chapter 2: 002 Venting_1 The drizzle was noisy, leaving the white roof wet. The strong wind marked the misty rain with wave-like tracks. The curtain of rain was thick, making the surrounding trees and houses somewhat blurry. Where? Casio stood in the rain with his hair soaking wet, his eyes squinted tightly, and tiny droplets clung to his eyelashes in strings. Help The moment he heard the noise, he charged off. Barefoot, he left one mud pit after another on the ground. The rain drizzled ceaselessly, as though it would persist all night. A layer of grey fog gently floated back and forth on the path. Splat, splat, splat A series of running footsteps came in flashes. Youth Training Camp, the martial arts field, under the eaves of a nearby building. Three drunken teenagers were tearing a girls clothes. They each had a clear role. One covered the girls mouth, one held her arms, and one was tearing her clothes. Li Chu, Li Weis sister, was shivering and struggling hard. But against three boys, her strength was simply not enough. During her desperate struggle, she was slapped twice, leaving conspicuous red palm prints on her beautiful white face. Move again and see what happens! The redheaded boy with a freckled face had an impudent grin as he slapped Li Chu in the face again. Hold her down tighter, or well never get the clothes off The redhead ripped hard, causing Li Chu to cry out as a large piece of cloth was torn off. A patch of fair skin was exposed to the air, enticing the three boys. Her face is so white, her skin is too! The redheads eyes were bloodshot; alcohol was continuously stimulating his hormones. Finn became even more determined to have his way with this girl, in the rain, with nobody knowing. Impulse caused him to overlook the consequences. Finn, clutching the rip in the clothes, tore at it again and again, the young girls delicate figure gradually revealed. Ah! The boy covering Li Chus mouth suddenly cried out. There was a deep bite mark on his right hand. Li Chu gasped for breath, just about to scream, when she suddenly widened her eyes and looked behind Finn. Little Wei?! Little Wei? Finn turned his head back in confusion. A fist rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes occupied his entire vision. Finn staggered a few steps backward. He released his face and looked at his hand; it was a bright red. Nosebleed was punched out. For a moment, the surroundings were quiet. The boys white clothes were soaked in the rain, his slender figure did not have much deterrent power. His black hair sticking to his forehead blocked by the rain, sticking to the area above his eyelids, just concealing his gaze. Little Wei! Run, find the tutor! There are three of them! Li Chu struggled again and almost broke free. Damn! You think you can hit me and run?! Finn spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. On the side, a brown-haired boy tacitly moved behind Casio, blocking the path to the dormitory area. Unexpectedly, Casio had no intention of retreating. He charged straight towards Finn, covering the few meters in an instant. The two immediately became entangled in a fight, without any skill, just pure instinct. You throw a punch, I throw a punch. Shoulders, chest, face, wherever it lands counts. The sound of grunts and blows was drowned by the rushing rain. Damn! Finn took another punch to the nose: Whats with you two? What are you dawdling for! Lets get him together! Saying this, Finn dodged backwards. The two boys next to him snapped back to reality and charged directly towards Casio. Their fists and feet aiming rhythmically at Casios back. Casio grunted in pain, his feet faltered. But he still pounced forward, pressing Finn to the ground. Both of them fell into the muddy ground in the heavy rain. Cough, cough, cough! Finn shook his head vigorously, his mouth filled with a mouthful of mud water, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist. Boom! The sky was illuminated by fragmented lightning, and the clouds were torn by electricity. It seemed as if a cannon was rumbling in the mist. Finns scalp went numb from the huge explosion sound, as if he had been hit in the heart by something. His senses were heightened, at the same time, an intense fear took hold. The teenager in front of him was as silent as a machine. He groaned even when he was hit, even when he was bleeding. He didnt speak, he just kept hammering at him mercilessly. Fierce! Finn thought of this word. Thud! A fist landed heavily on his face. Finns head spun, his cheeks rippled like waves, and two bloody teeth sprayed out from the side of his mouth. He cried out in pain, his sense of fear intensified. Even though he could see in the dim light that his two followers were surrounding the teenager and beating him fiercely, Finn was still scared. He was afraid of the pain and the ruthless force of his opponent. Stop hitting, stop hitting! I surrender! Ugh! Hum! sea??h th novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Finn wanted to stop, but Casio didnt even spare him a word. In an instant, two or three more punches landed, and he too was punched and staggered, his face and head grew numb and painful. By this point, Casio wasnt just fighting to save Li Weis sister, Li Chu, it was more of a release. Embarrassed fear after being held at gunpoint? Unable to save his senior and tutor from being killed? Bewilderment, apprehension, anger, Or all of them. All of this compounded was each of Casios punches to Finn. At this moment, he looked like a fierce madman. Being punched by the boys behind him, he would give Finn a punch in return. The broken wounds stained the surrounding rainwater red. Finn, lying under Casio, was murmuring and couldnt speak at all. In this rainy mud, he simply couldnt turn over. Similarly, Casio was already dizzy from being hit, and the already gloomy rainy day became even more blurry. His face was covered in bruises, with fresh blood flowing from the broken skin. Heavy rain poured down like madness, the dark sky seemed as if it were about to collapse, and grey water splashed on the ground. What are you doing?! Several trainees walked quickly through the iron gate, rebuking them. They are fighting Three people beating one? Its those three hoodlums, they always go out to drink. Not far away, a dozen or so startled students came over to watch the excitement, even the rain couldnt stop them from watching the drama. The two boys who were beating Casio were startled by the rebuke, and when they turned around and saw the trainers, they immediately ran away. Stop! No running! Boom! The thunder roared hoarsely, like a grudge that had been building up for a thousand years and had to be vented at this moment. A white and blue electric arc illuminated the whole world for a moment. Everyone, including the three trainers, clearly saw. A teenager full of blood was riding on another person, throwing his fists like a madman, rain drops splashing wildly. Chapter 3 - 3 003 Four months_1 ?Chapter 3: 003 Four months_1 Chapter 3: 003 Four months_1 Ah Casio woke up with his hands clinging to his head. His skull was throbbing in pain, his face numb and swollen. It wasnt just his head that hurt, his entire body was in considerable agony as well. He dropped his hands, wrapped in bandages and gritted his teeth to raise his head. This was a bare white room, the walls devoid of decorations, exceedingly simplistic in design. A yellow-brown bedside table stood to his right, two wildflowers, one red, one yellow, were plugged in a vase. On his left was a half-opened window; the embroidered curtain was pulled to one side. A golden rectangle of sunlight bathed the bed. Casio sniffed the air, a fragrant aroma filled his nostrils. When he looked towards the window, restless waves of green pine stretched outside, leaves tender green under the sunshine. He shook his head, his bewildering gaze slowly regained clarity. Did I kill someone? Casio recalled how during the rainy night, his uncontrollable rage swept over his mind, his fists persistently battering into Finns head. There was a very real possibility that he might have killed him! Ah. I am close to death myself, and still worrying if I have killed someone. How pretentious. Casio internally scolded himself, fully aware that in the real world, he was on the brink of death. He took a deep breath to suppress the pain in his body. Casio glanced at the pendant sign in his field of vision. It has turned a faint gold, a stark contrast to its initial state. Did it mean he had fulfilled Li Weis obsession? Casio made a mental guess. Turning his gaze, a long, thermometer-like scale on his right enlarged instantly in front of his eyes. It had four primary markings, each containing twenty-nine smaller ones. Now, one of the smaller markings had disappeared. Does this represent a day that has passed? Then there are a total of 120 smaller markings here, doesnt that represent 120 days? Casio mumbled to himself, his eyes progressively sparkling. Casio knew from Li Weis memories that the Wind Elephant Gate was a martial arts school that focused on developing the human physical limit. If practiced skillfully, martial art techniques could even compare to small firearms. One hundred and twenty days, a total of four months. Maybe he would not reach that level, but he could learn some skills for quick bursts and evasions. Combining this with the physical qualities that could be brought back to reality perhaps the problem could be solved. As he was deep in thought, the door was suddenly opened. A pretty young girl dressed in a grey-white training suit walked in from outside. Hugged tightly by her training suit, the shape of her well-developed youthful figure was clearly discernable. She had white, soft skin, high nose, her black hair tied into a ponytail resting on her shoulders. Upon locking eyes with Casio, the girl couldnt help but her eyes turn red. She sobbed as she walked over. Little Wei, Im sorry. Looking at the submissive demeanor of Li Chu, Casio understood that the sight of him wrapped in bandages caused guilt in her. Why are you apologizing to me? It should be those three bastards who should apologize to you. Speaking of which, how are they now? Casio steered the discussion away and casually asked a question. That person named Finn, his face is swollen from the beating. He screamed in pain all day. He was still screaming just a while ago. As Li Chu spoke, she sneaked a glance at her brother. Pride was oddly mixed in her gaze? She originally enjoyed some schadenfreude but then realized Li Wei was also severely injured. Li Chus mood once again fell low. It was herself who called for help too late. Didnt kill him? It seems this body is too weak.. Casio lifted his slender hands. A large reason for Li Weis cowardly nature was his weak stature. In a one-on-one fight, he couldnt even beat some of the physically mature girls. The guy Finn, who was beaten up last night, was about half head taller than Li Wei and much more robust. The reason he got ground and pounded was firstly, he was caught off guard in the beginning, and secondly, Casio was ruthless, acting like a maniac, which scared him! When fighting people, one has to fight with momentum. Especially when one is outnumbered or weaker. Catch one of the leaders and hammer him intensely. If someone beats me, Ill beat you! Anyone would be afraid. Next, Li Chu sat on the chair next to the patient bed. As she talked to Casio, she peeled fruit. There was some sentiment in her heart. In the past, she was the one taking care of her innocent younger brother, Li Wei. Now, her brother could go all out to protect his sister. Comfort, gratitude, warmth, a mix of every feeling was present. From Li Chus descriptions and some of Li Weis memories, Casio gained a general understanding of this era. The real world was a time approximately around World War II in his previous life. Things such as airplanes, artillery, and tanks were mastered. But it seemed that missiles and nuclear bombs had not yet appeared. The peoples living standard was akin to the mid-twentieth century. The era Casio was experiencing through the Ivory pendant was seventy years prior to this, about 1880. Early stage of the second Industrial Revolution, a period where cold and hot weapons co-existed. Martial Arts was still a feasible occupation, assassination, combat, melee. In close quarters combat, even the sharpest shooter would falter. Of course, that had something to do with the backwardness of weaponry in this era. In the real world, Casio had seen very few martial arts halls. Most of them were promoting physical fitness. In face of hot weapons, Martial arts inevitably declined. And Wind Elephant Gate was a school that preserved this martial art tradition. They set their headquarters in suburban Oak City and had several martial arts halls in the Urban Area. They held Youth Training Camps in suburban Oak City, selecting talents from the whole of North Flow Country. Li Wei and Li Chu were such apprentices. Knock Knock Knock A series of knocks resounded from outside. A female instructor dressed in beige training suit walked in. She had a pair of eye-catching long legs. Her figure was explosively full and attractive. Her facial features werent bad either, but a scar on her left cheek marred her overall beauty. A rectangular brass nameplate hung on her chest. On it was written: Lixia. Li Chu, you should go outside for a bit. The voice of Instructor Lixia was a bit hoarse, but not unpleasant. Sear?h the N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Li Chu glanced at her brother, then at the instructor, hesitated for a moment, and then said, All right, Ill wait outside the door. With a soft click, the door was gently closed. Instructor Lixia approached Casio step by step, her gaze scanning him from top to bottom as if assessing his injuries. She nodded. Its not a severe injury. Applying some special medicinal liquor should do the trick in few days. Also, youre going to be a model case. For one week, double the training volume, you can raise your objections now. Lixia folded her arms across her chest. There was a faint scent of fragrance permeating the bedside. Casio was startled for a moment, but soon understood what Instructor Lixia meant. There was rule in the Youth Training Camp. When a fight happened, regardless of the circumstances both sides would receive a special treatment for seven days, ordinarily reflected as a doubling of training load. Chapter 4 - 4 004 Crazy Li Wei_1 ?Chapter 4: 004 Crazy Li Wei_1 Chapter 4: 004 Crazy Li Wei_1 I have no complaints and Im willing to accept the punishment. Casio didnt grumble at all, considering that he had a gun pointing at his head in reality. Even if the Youth Training Camp didnt punish him, he would have secretly practiced more on his own. Oh? Youre rather enlightened. Lixia smiled in slight surprise, she had originally thought the boy to be impulsive and easily irritated. Even though he was the victim, he was still being punished and was sure to harbor some resentment. Yet unexpectedly, Li Weis character turned out to be rather mature. She flicked her short hair behind her ear: Dont worry, the punishment Finn receives will only be heavier than yours. But, he has a family connection with Sean, the teaching assistant in the Youth Training Camp, so under normal circumstances, he wouldnt be expelled. By the way, why dont you and your sister come over to my side Upon hearing this, Casios thoughts started racing. Tutor Lixia was helping him and had pointed out the relationship behind Finn. Casio had no reason to feign politeness. Okay, thank you, Tutor Lixia. Youre quite polite. Lixia gave a small smile: Did you know? The news of you thrashing Finn yesterday has spread all over the Youth Training Camp. The new batch of students has given you a nickname Casio lifted his head. Madman Li Wei. ******************** Four days flew by in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Casio to be discharged from the hospital. The special potion from Wind Elephant Gate was more effective than Casio had imagined, healing his wounds quickly. The only drawback was that applying the potion was extremely painful, beyond expectation. It didnt feel any different from pouring salt into a wound. Every time Casio applied the potion, he would whine for a while, and his sweat could soak half of the blanket. Seeing this, Li Chu felt sorry for him for quite a while. However, compared to Finn who was living on the second floor, the noise Casio made could be considered minor. Every time Finn applied the potion, he screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his high-pitched screams attracting people from the distant sports field. It was said that Finn fainted five times while applying the potion. Once, he couldnt hold it in and soiled himself. It was a running joke. However, this was acceptable as Finn was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, his will was not strong enough. Moreover, his injuries were worse than Casios. On this clear morning, the sun was shining brightly. The clouds were slowly moving across the azure sky, with light filtering through the gaps in the clouds. The dew on the tips of the leaves were shimmering with colorful micro-lights. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Casio left the hospital window slightly ajar. Last night, Li Chu had cried for a long time in the hospital room. News from their hometown had arrived; their mother had passed away from illness two days ago. He didnt know how to console Li Chu, so he just silently listened to her sobbing and talking throughout the night. In the beginning of his reincarnation into this alternate world, Casio was merely an orphan abandoned at the door of an orphanage. The memories of his past life were also gradually blurring. The concept of parents seemed quite distant to him. However, Casio still tried to console Li Chu, who was the sister of the body he now inhabited. The main concern was that he feared Li Chu might resort to extreme measures, like suicide, just as the original memory suggested. Fortunately, Li Chu found solace in Li Wei. Eventually, her emotions stabilized. Casio turned back and looked at the bedside table. There were a loaf of white bread, two eggs, and two cups of milk. The standard meal in the Youth Training Camp consists of one loaf of white bread, one egg, and one cup of milk. The extra portions were what Li Chu had saved up. Casio sat back on the edge of the bed and ate the bread and drank the milk. Then he put the two boiled eggs into his pocket. Knock, knock, knock Just as the knock on the door sounded, the door was opened. The short-haired and handsome Tutor Lixia walked in. The morning training consisted of basic kung fu and physical exercises, so she asked the teaching assistant to temporarily stand in for her. S~ea??h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. I see youve finished your breakfast. Thats good, lets go. Youve missed four days of the Youth Training Camp, I will help you catch up this morning. Lixia gave a thumbs-up towards the door. It was apparent that she was quite fond of Casio. Alright, Tutor. But could you give me about ten minutes first? I need to bring something to my sister, Casio requested. Go ahead. Lixia raised her eyebrows and nodded. Thank you, Tutor. Casio left the ward, walked through the hallway, and went down the staircase. The warm sunlight shone on his head. He squinted to look into the distance. There were dormitories, canteens, and martial arts fields. The buildings with spires and dome-shaped roofs were bathed in a layer of golden sunlight. This place looked no different from a miniature school. The warm breeze made one feel oddly lazy. Following the stone path, Casio headed straight to the martial arts field. Halfway there, a boy coming from the direction of the toilet kept staring at him with a curious expression. Casio stopped in his tracks and asked reluctantly. Can I help you? No, no The boy in a blue and white training suit quickly shook his head and timidly asked: Are you Li Wei? The madman Casio stood rooted to the spot, not knowing how to respond. The nickname madman was quite derogatory. Oh, I didnt mean anything by it. The boy looked scared as he saw Casios silence: People said that on the rainy night, you took down three people by yourself. You even beat the leader, Finn, until his brains nearly spilled out! Youre a ruthless person! He gave Casio a thumbs up in admiration. Uh Casio was lost for words. The rumor had been blown out of proportion. Alright, bro, I need to go now. See you if were meant to cross paths again. The boy waved his hand at Casio and then walked towards the lineup. Casio took a deep breath and walked quickly to the iron gate. A young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, sitting next to a bench, stopped him. The youth was dressed in pale yellow clothes, he was an official disciple of the Wind Elephant Gate who had been assigned to be a teaching assistant. Your name, which lineup do you belong to? The youth asked. Li Wei, just discharged from the hospital, I am here to visit my sister. Madman Li Wei? The youth looked up in surprise. Senior Apprentice Brother, so youve also heard of this nickname Casio felt somewhat awkward. It seemed that Tutor Lixia was right. His infamy, or should he say, his reputation for being fierce, was widespread. Of course I have, everyone in the Youth Training Camp knows of your reputation. Go on in. The youth stood up and patted Casios shoulder. As Casio passed through the iron gate, the youth said from behind him. Well done, youve got courage. Casio paused, not because of the youths words, but because he noticed that the icon in his view had gotten brighter. The faint golden hue had inexplicably deepened a bit. Little points and marks were flickering above it. When his view swept to the right, Casio was suddenly shocked to find that the progress bar on the timeline, which originally had a hundred and nineteen markings, had suddenly jumped, and ten small marks had immediately appeared at the end of the right side. One hundred and nineteen days had turned into one hundred and twenty-nine days! Casio immediately understood that protecting his sister on that rainy night was only meeting the minimum requirement of his obsession. Demonstrating his bravery had also brought rewards. Which meant, not only could he stay in the Era of Retrospection for four months, he could also extend his time through other means. Chapter 5 - 5 005 Basic Fighting Technique_1 ?Chapter 5: 005 Basic Fighting Technique_1 Chapter 5: 005 Basic Fighting Technique_1 When Casio arrived at the edge of the martial arts field, Li Chus queue was taking a break. The two of them moved to a corner. Sis, eat these two eggs, Casio pulled out two eggs from his chest, still warm from his body heat. Just as Casio had anticipated, an argument soon ensued. In the end, Casio used the phrase Instructor Lixia is still waiting for me. Li Chu finally lowered her head, peeled the eggs, and started to eat. Li Chus eyes were a bit red, but she didnt want her bad mood to affect her younger brother, so she forcefully held back her tears. Even though their parents had left them, her brother had suddenly matured. Starting today, they had to live well. She was only fourteen and her brother was just thirteen. They still had plenty of time and potential ahead of them, they couldnt give up on themselves. Li Chu swallowed her feelings, consuming the egg yolks bite by bite. Casio supervised Li Chu until she finished both eggs before leaving. He had a very simplistic universal value. Whoever was kind to him, he would be kind in return. Fair is fair. Of course, the opposite was also true. HmphHmphHmph Casio panted heavily as he ran up the stairs, his slender arms and legs lacked energy. Instructor Lixia, Im back. He opened the door. Carry on. An egg flew over with the instruction. Casio caught it, looking somewhat surprised. The hospitals of the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp were a hundred meters away from the martial arts field. Could Instructor Lixia see this far? Incredible. Lets go, were heading to the little sports field by the hospital. Lixia walked slowly, reaching out her rough hand to lightly pat Casios shoulders. Ok, instructor. Casio followed Lixia to the sports field. This was a rectangular field, with two grey-white buildings in the distance used to store training equipment. The field was a light yellow color and there was a running track around the edge. A few wooden stakes stood at the left of the center. Next to the wooden stakes, under the shade of the trees. Lixia leaned against the tree with her arms folded, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves casting a speckled golden light; her short hair looked glossy. Casio stood opposite her, waiting quietly. Li Wei, youve missed four days of lessons. The only way I can help you make it up is to give you extra lessons. Tomorrow morning, you need to train like the rest of the group. Lixia said. Thank you, instructor. Casio replied gratefully. No need, its my duty as an instructor. Lixia shook her head slightly, then asked Casio a question. Do you know what martial arts is? Have you ever heard of it? she asked. Casio thought for a moment, Martial Arts is the art of killing, being able to kill others, and maybe fight ten at once? Correct, your explanation is crude, but the meaning is basically the same. But what I want to say is, martial arts doesnt only allow you to fight against ten people, but also a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand! Lixia looked straight into Casios eyes, Do you believe me? I Before Casio could answer, he realized that this world was not as ordinary as the world he had lived in for twenty-five years. Instead, there were deeper layers hidden within it. That transcendent plane was out of reach to ordinary people. Could a martial artist in the flesh resist firearms? What if they trained their speed to dodge bullets, or trained their bodies to be as strong as steel? Nothing was absolute, especially in a possibly supernatural world. Casio thought for a moment, then slowly nodded, I believe. Lixia smiled, then spread out her hand, Look here. Casio looked down, seeing a rough hand full of calluses. The large knuckles werent what youd expect a girls hand to look like. Besides that, there didnt seem to be anything special. Just when Casio was feeling confused. Lixia stretched out her other hand and gently flicked a tree branch. An oval leaf floated down from mid-air and was caught by her slightly curved palm. The green leaf didnt touch her skin at all but began to spin like a spinning top above her palm, much like a fans blade. This Casios eyes widened. The next second, the leaf was like a little green flatboat rapidly weaving through the gaps in Lixias right hand fingers. She gently lifted her hand and flicked a finger. The leaf in her hand instantly exploded into dust. Give me your hand. Lixia spoke indifferently. Casio hesitated a moment, but still extended his hand. His hand was suddenly seized by Lixia, causing him to stiffen on the spot. The reason was simple, because Instructor Lixias hand was covered with a layer of energy that felt like quicksand, it was moving in different directions and rubbing against Casios palm. The speed and direction of the energy kept changing. The feeling was just like being rubbed with sandpaper. If the force was a little bit stronger, perhaps his skin would be rubbed raw. Alright, you can let go now. Casio quickly let go of his hand and inspected his palm, which was slightly reddened and felt like it was burning. Right now, Im just showing you the potential future of martial arts and providing you with a goal. Remember not to have unrealistic expectations; diligence and hard work are the most important and fundamental elements in martial arts training. Sweat doesnt lie, with dedication you can make up for lack of talent. There is a long way to go Lixia explained. Next, Lixia started to introduce Basic Fighting Technique. In simple terms, there were three aspects: training stance, combat movements, and explosive techniques. Training stance, could be simplified as stake training. Its similar to the horse stance in the previous world, but slightly different. Training stance can activate the entire muscle group of the body, enhancing body control and coordination. Combat movements, as the name suggests. It is about simplifying a set of boxing methods to the smallest unit, the most basic skill. Swing punch, straight punch, uppercut, etc. The concept also applies to elbows, legs, etc. Its about basic actions. Once you get the basic movements right, you can combine them into a boxing routine. The third was explosive techniques. Its best to learn this when you are proficient in the first two, otherwise, it could harm the body. Sear?h the N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Explosive techniques allow practitioners to exert strength better. How to hit faster? How to exert stronger power? All these have to do with explosive techniques. Apart from this, theres also physical fitness training, such as running, push-ups, deep squats, etc. These can assist in the use of the Basic Fighting Technique, allowing one to progress faster. Lixia demonstrated the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique several times for Casio. Casio also practiced all morning. He somewhat got the hang of the stake training, but of the combat movements, he only remembered one. Swinging! Mainly because Instructor Lixia had left a deep impression. While demonstrating earlier, Instructor Lixia said that the swing punch is the essence of Wind Elephant Gate and the true standard was like an elephant swinging its trunk. She then turned around and swung a punch. With a bang, on the half-human thick wooden stake, a deep fist imprint was instantly left, sunk five centimeters deep into the stake. If this hit a person. Broken ribs? Puncture the heart or lungs? Chapter 6 - 6 006 Role Play_1 ?Chapter 6: 006 Role Play_1 Chapter 6: 006 Role Play_1 June, the begining of summer. The sun is blazing today, the temperature is high. As it approaches noon, the light and temperature become hotter and hotter. Casio has been practicing Basic Fighting Technique with Lixia all morning and now feels weak with sweat drenching his back. The thirteen-year-old boy had never exercised before. His body is weak, feeling sore all over. However, he does have an adults mentality. While life has started him off as an orphan in this world, his resolve is strong. Therefore, he didnt complain or slacken throughout the morning. Lixia has been watching all this in secret. She likes talented students, but even more, she likes diligent and persevering ones. For now, Li Wei is categorized as the latter by Lixia. Looking at the sun hanging high in the sky, Lixia took out a silver metallic pocket watch from her bosom, clicked it open. The white dial and black hands of the clock show its half-past eleven. Lets stop here for now, consider your private lesson over. The mealtime is approaching, youd better go to the cafeteria. You can practice on your own in the afternoon, we will regroup tomorrow morning for practice Lixia concluded and put the pocket watch back into her pocket. Yes. Casio stopped his horse stance exercise, as he just stood straight up, his legs gave way, and he almost fell on his butt. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and realized his back was soaked through. On left side of his view, instructor Lixia was already far away. Casio exhaled a hot breath, started to walk towards the cafeteria. After only a few steps, he had to stop to slap his legs due to ache and numbness, it felt like his calves were filled with lead. Martial arts training is not childs play. Fatigue, hardship, and sweat are the necessary investments. The amount of effort one puts in determines the level of achievement one can gain. Casio understands this well. After resting on the spot for a moment, he limped towards the cafeteria. The Youth Training Camps cafeteria is located in the northwest corner of the camp compound. About one hundred metres from the hospital. Casio staggeringly moved along the path next to the sports field. Upon entering the cafeteria, he was immediately greeted by a strong aroma of dishes. Several large wooden barrels were orderly arranged at the entrance. S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Three or four aunties were chattering against the wall. Here comes someone one of the aunties reminded. As Casio was salivating, he picked up a meal tray. He served himself a bit of every dish of the day, including both meat and vegetarian dishes, and soup. Whats more, probably because he was the first one there, the aunties at the cafeteria gave Casio a lot of food. After expressing his gratitude, he carried his full plate to a corner by the window in the cafeteria. A broccoli cream soup, a few pieces of white bread, onions stewed with tomatoes, and two pieces of what appeared to be steak, all irresistible with the layer of oil on top. One of the most obvious benefits of joining the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp was: You can eat till you are satisfied, the food is good, and theres meat. Its necessary to mention that in this era, many poor people are starving. Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp provides free admission. Simply passing a core bone examination would ensure a full meal, and reaching the training standard could lead you to become a formal disciple with a good income. Many impoverished families who couldnt afford to raise their children would choose to give it a try. Li Wei and Li Chu are examples of this. Heading to the second row by the window, Casio starts eating non-stop. When hes tired and hungry, his natural reaction is to replenish energy on a large scale. Shortly, the sound of running feet start to faintly come from outside the cafeteria. Many students in grey-white training suits rush in. Casio doesnt pay any attention and just lowers his head to have a sip of the broccoli soup. In no time, the originally spacious cafeteria started to feel crowded. The smell of sweat, mixed with the cacophony filled the surrounding space. Ah! A slight shout came from the front. Casio furrowed his brows, lifting his head to look ahead. There in front of him was a long queue with Li Chu, Li Weis sister, standing at the front. Squeezing his way in and cutting into the queue was a robust boy, towering half a head taller than Li Chu. He was talking and laughing with the boy in front of him. How about we sit by the window later? Our usual spot. The burly boy suggested. Sure thing. The boy with an average look peeked into the wooden barrel and said with a hint of surprise, Theres ham. Great, my favorite is The brawny boy suddenly stopped. He felt someone watching him from his left. Turning his head, he saw a thin boy with black hair, both hands resting on the dining table, quietly watching him with an expressionless face. Whos this? Dont know him The boy was somewhat puzzled. His friend, however, muttered quietly, Thats the madman, Li Wei. Who? The one who smashed a guys brains out. Remember when we passed by the hospital on our way to the toilet the day before yesterday? That Finn who got hammered, didnt he scream like a psychopath? He rambled nonsense for half an hour. They say his brain was damaged and is beyond saving. As his friend spoke, he glanced behind the muscular boy. Lin Deng, did you just cut in line? The girl behind you is Li Chu, madman Li Weis sister His friend fell silent. Damn. Burly Lin Deng immediately apologized and scurried to the back of the line. Li Chu blinked in surprise, took a step forward, and promptly spotted her younger brother by the window. She waved a cheerful greeting. Casio nodded and waved back. Just as he was about to get up and retrieve his food tray, he suddenly noticed that a few new marks had mysteriously appeared on the time scale in the upper right corner. Counting carefully, five days were added. So it seems that the opposite of timidity isnt just courage. If one was more extreme, could it also be ferociousness? According to the hearsay in the Youth Training Camp, he had not only bludgeoned out Finns brain but left him mentally deranged. The image they held of him was not brave but brutal. Such an impression could fulfill Li Weis obsession; it was even closer to what he dreamed and hoped for. A vague idea began to form in Casios mind. Pretending? Creating an image opposite to Li Weis previous one, one he deeply desired to become, like madman Li Wei. Would that comfort or satisfy Li Weis obsession? Casio was unsure if his speculation was correct, but there was still plenty of time to test his theory. With a clatter, he stood up and returned the meal tray. Then he headed back to the small sports field next to the hospital. After a short rest, he resumed practicing Basic Fighting Technique. The afternoon sun blazed fiercely, so Casio trained and rested intermittently. He wouldnt slack off, but he also wouldnt overdo it. Under the verdant shade of a tree, Casio was practicing stances. Feet shoulder-width apart, knees bent into a squat that was almost ninety degrees. Knees shouldnt extend beyond the toes. The back should be curved and rounded like a turtle shell, hands naturally forming a circle. He held his head high, bobbing up and down as if riding a horse. His training form was starting to take shape. Sweat trickled down from his eyelids. As he stood up, Casio drew a deep breath. Suddenly, at the top right corner of his view, lines of text slowly emerged beneath the simple pendant symbol. Chapter 7 - 7 007 Progress Visualization_1 ?Chapter 7: 007 Progress Visualization_1 Chapter 7: 007 Progress Visualization_1 Training stand (first section): 0.1% Next to the inscription, there were two blank columns as long as two fingers, floating side by side. The one on top was filled with an insignificant red dot, which must represent the 0.1%. A visualization of martial arts progress?! Is there any other function? While being astounded, Casio began to further explore. Regrettably, the residual information on the symbol indicated that it was solely a visualization of martial arts progress, lacking other bizarre abilities such as point attribution speculation. Besides, Casio also learned that the smallest unit for progress visualization was 0.1%. He had gotten the hang of the training stand the fastest, so naturally, that was what was displayed. As for the combat movements and explosive techniques in the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique, Casio hadnt even begun. I thought I could level up by cheating, turns out I still have to rely on my own effort. Casio shook his head, letting out a sigh. However, the ability to visualize martial arts progress was indeed of great assistance to him. The most fearful thing about monotonous training is the lack of a goal, as confusion and timidity happen all too often. Theres no telling how many martial artists have given up halfway down the path which has no end in sight, as day after day of refining inevitably becomes tedious. Thats why qualities like perseverance and diligence are so important in martial arts cultivation, even capable of matching natural talents. Casio considered himself to be above average in will and determination. Yet, after visualizing his martial arts progress, he might even be able to compete with those at the top in terms of perseverance. With the goal right in front of him, he could constantly feel the joy of progress. The desire to train was more than just a little bit stronger. Visualizing martial arts progress was very useful for Casio. sea??h th novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Hoo~ He released a long breath. His originally sore muscles seemed full of strength again. Well then, lets continue ******************* Whoosh! Several azure magpies flew across the azure sky. Casios gaze was gradually distanced as he followed them. Li Wei Li Wei Li Wei! Hm? Here! Casio snapped back to focus and took a step forward. In front, Lixia was standing with her hands behind her, speaking. First of all, I would like to introduce this person to everyone. She stretched out her hand and patted Casios shoulder, her gaze sweeping over the students in the team. Yes, most of you should know him by now. This is Li Wei, the madman who put someone in the hospital on his second day in the Youth Training Camp. Laughter followed her words. Whats so funny? He managed to take on three people alone, could you? Lixia paused before speaking again, Of course, Im not praising him. What Im saying is, once you are in the Wind Elephant Youth Training Camp, you must strictly adhere to camp rules! Those who fight with others, regardless of the reason, must accept a punishment of double the usual training volume for a week! And if you dont complete your daily training volume, you will not be allowed to eat in the cafeteria! Lixias voice suddenly heightened. She lowered her head to look at Casio, Do you have any complaints? No! Casio shouted back. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished. Casio knew Lixia was enforcing the rules, it had nothing to do with whether she liked him or not. Good! From now on, Ill be supervising you! Lixia patted Casios shoulder once more, Go back to your team. Yes! Casio stepped back a couple of steps. As soon as he stabilized himself, he noticed a worried gaze from his left. The female team, where Li Chu was, seemed to be over there. Now, lets start our physical training! Lixia walked to the side of the team, then told Casio, You dont have rest time, after they finish running, you have to keep running one more time. Yes. Good, lets start now. In the early morning, faint mists were hovering above the distant mountains. The sunlight traced an arch through the air, scattering like rays onto the martial arts field. The Youth Training Camps martial arts field was evenly divided into five parts, with a group of twenty people on each part. Looking down from a high altitude. In the beige square blocks, a long snake-like formation composed of twenty small black dots circulated around the perimeter of the square. A while later, nineteen of the black dots stopped moving, gathering under the shade of a tree by the sports field. Only one dot continued to run around the perimeter of the square, just like before. Huff huff huff Sweat began to seep out of Casios forehead and back. After running a few more rounds, his cheeks were unusually hot. Breathing like this saves more energy than before Some odd thoughts involuntarily popped up in his mind, serving as a distraction from his suffering. Five minutes later, Casio finished the double distance. Not bad, you get a two-minute break as a reward. Lixia glanced at the pocket watch in her hand, nodding slightly. Two minutes later, the next stage of physical training started. No matter what the students of team four did, Casio had to complete twice their volume. Truthfully, he was having a hard time keeping up. It was mainly due to his physical condition, Li Wei was too weak. The whole morning passed, the other students had all gone to have their meals. Only Casio was still struggling with his training on the sports field. He still fell behind on the last two training items. Under the tree nearby, Lixia was quietly watching. She looked at her pocket watch from time to time, lunchtime was almost over. Most of the students should have gone back to their dorms for an afternoon nap. Ha! Casio struggled to get up from the ground, looking like he had been soaked in water for a long while and then plucked out. Not only was his clothes soaked in sweat, but his black hair was also clumped together. The sunlight was intense, Casio squinted and looked over. Lixia seemed to be waiting for him by the tree, so he staggered over. How about it? Do you need me to help you? No, no need. Casio shook his head, flinging a few drops of sweat from his forehead. His voice was slightly hoarse. Youve got spirit, lets go, time to eat in the cafeteria. I asked your teaching assistant, Ya Peng, to save some food for you. Lixia took a step forward. Casio followed behind her, remaining silent. Ten minutes later, at a corner of the cafeteria by the window. Lixia leaned back in her chair, silently staring ahead. Casio, on the other hand, was eating with his head down like a famished ghost, constantly chewing and swallowing. In the middle of his meal, a piece of meat the size of a palm skewered by a fork was handed over to him. Lifting his head, Casio locked eyes with Lixia. Thank you, instructor. He swallowed the food in his mouth. Dont thank me, Im just afraid youll have no food tonight, so I let you eat more during lunch. Based on your physique and speed, you need to keep training until late into the night to complete the afternoons tasks. Lixia shook her head dismissively. Ill try to finish as soon as possible Casio lowered his head and stopped speaking. After lunch, he returned to the dorms when the naptime was already half over. In the room, on the two beds, five students were snoring like dead pigs, reeking of sweat. Casio glanced at his own bed, the two guys were already sleeping inside, leaving one single spot for him on the outside. He looked down at the chubby face sleeping soundly. A quiet thanks escaped his lips, and then he climbed onto the bed. With a turn of his head, he was instantly swept into dreamland. Chapter 8 - 8 008 Pure_1 ?Chapter 8: 008 Pure_1 Chapter 8: 008 Pure_1 Ding, ding, ding! The intrusive sound of an instrument resonates in the center of the dormitory area. Li Wei, Li Wei, Li Wei. Casio was awakened by the constant chants in his ear. He looked perplexedly as he opened his eyes. A chubby face was multiplied in front of his eyes. Gathering time, the afternoon exercise is about to start. Who are you? Casio got up with a bewildered expression. He had only slept in the dormitory for one night and had not even remembered the names of his roommates yet. Giovanni Joestar, you can also call me Jojo. The rotund face grinned. Casio halted the motion of sliding into his shoes and looked up. Its a great name, it has an inexplicable aura of a strong individual. I will remember, Jojo. ***************** The sunlight scattered over the sports field, the pitch-black shadows from the trees swayed with the wind, and the dome-shaped building was covered in a layer of golden light. Never underestimate the simple straight punch, once you master the straight punch, you have mastered half of the basics of the boxing method! It is the most simple and brutal attack, well-practiced straight punches are exceptionally quick, and they pose a danger reminiscent of a needle! Lixia made a quick fist as she spoke. The knuckles suddenly stopped an inch in front of Casios eyes. It feels like being pricked by a needle. Casio squinted his eyes. In fact, straight punches can be divided into various types. Lixia retracted her fist and slowly began, The most classic straight punch is a basic throwing action, like this! She suddenly punched forward, the front foot advancing rapidly. The forearm retraced, and the back foot moved forward to recover its position. This is the basic one, apart from this, there are moves like the heavy and light straight punch, distant straight punch, counterattack straight punch, and so on. You will naturally master these once you are proficient in them. Lixia returned to her original position and continued to discuss the essentials of different fist forms and swing punches. Combat movements were not only restricted to the upper body but often had to be coordinated with the lower body footwork. Therefore, perfecting the movements was more difficult than imagined. Alright, today we will be training on the wooden stakes. Lixia clapped her hands, then ordered the teaching assistants to fetch props with a group of people. A moment later, twenty wooden stakes were neatly arranged on one side. The wooden stakes were roughly 1.6 meters in height and had the diameter of half an adult. Their surfaces were covered with a layer of pale yellow unknown animal leather. It seemed like there were some straws and sponge filled inside beneath the leather. Get familiar with it first. After Lixia finished her statement, she walked over to a tree and began chatting with a middle-aged man dressed in a Wind Elephant Gate uniform. Occasionally, she would gesture towards several areas of the field. Thump, thump, bang, bang. Students dressed in gray-white clothing each selected a wooden stake, putting up a show by punching it. Their movements were a bit juvenile and stiff, they were eager, but not very proficient. At this time, the teaching assistant would demonstrate the standard movements for them, and sometimes, they would personally punch the wooden stakes a few times. On the edge of the wooden stakes, Casio, like everyone else, was punching the pale yellow wooden stakes one after another. Unlike the students next to him, he would subconsciously look up every once in a while. Until a certain moment, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. Combat Movements (Beginner): 0.1% Its finally shown up, the progress bar oddly brings a sense of relief. The Li Wei in my memory had average core bone, but Li Chu was slightly worse, his core bone was slightly below average. Both siblings had talent for martial arts, once their bodies develop, the quick progress period should start when they catch up with their foundation. The progress bar should rise quickly by then Casio sent out a straight punch, causing the wooden stake to shake. Eat more, train more, this is my goal for some time to come. Raise your hand a little bit higher! Are you aiming for your enemys chest or their kidney? Lixia strolled through the crowd. So soft, a big man with only this much strength? Footwork! Footwork! Im not asking you to be perfect, but you should at least have the right attitude. Coordinate your fists and footwork! Lixia, dressed in beige clothing, walked step by step amongst the students. Casio remained silent, just swinging his fists faster and harder. He always felt that Lixia was coming at him. The facts proved that Casios premonition was not wrong. Teaching assistant Lixia stayed at his side for a full ten minutes. Whenever Casios movements changed slightly, he would quickly be met with a scolding and then a correction. The other students looked on gloatingly. Some even felt embarrassed for Casio. However, the person involved did not feel this way. Casio understood that Lixia was helping him. Although her reprimands did not sound too pleasant, they could let beginners quickly learn their lessons. Leaving a deep impression, ensuring they wont make the same mistake next time. Experiencing teaching assistant Lixias enthusiasm, Casio felt that she was not teaching twenty people at the same time, but rather a master. It seemed that she was treating him as a disciple. So, he listened very earnestly. Every time Lixia pointed out the errors in his movements, he made his utmost effort to correct them. Bang! A straight punch hammered on the leather surface of the wooden stake. The text at the corner of his eye jumped. Combat Movements (Beginner): 0.2% In less than ten minutes, it had increased by 0.1%. Casio had spent nearly an hour to achieve the initial 0.1%. Hence, standard movements and the experience of the performer can make the training effect better. Seeing observable progress, Casio felt even more motivated. Each punch made the top of the wooden stake tremble slightly. Standing nearby, Lixia gave a barely noticeable nod. What she valued about Casio was his calm temperament. Of course, the Youth Training Camp had just begun, it would require some effort to truly see through a person. The Sun slowly approached the horizon inch by inch. The evening sky was full of golden wave-like clouds, an orange-red fiery line spread at the bottom of the clouds. The sky in the distance was glaringly red, the mountains under the evening glow became blurry, and the sunlight also turned into bars of light that slowly spread out from the mountains towards the Youth Training Camp. Dissolve, everyone go eat. Lixia snapped her pocket watch shut. The surrounding students immediately dispersed, each striding and sprinting towards the cafeteria. On the sports field, only a lonely silhouette persisted in hammering the wooden stake. He hurried and yet was still a quarter short. Keep practicing, monitor yourself. Lixia glanced at the panting Casio. She didnt stay like she did at noon. Yes, Casio gathered his breath and replied. Thump! Thump! Thump! The once bustling sports field was now filled with the echo of pounding. Accompanying Casio was the cool breeze from the dusk, the rustling of green trees, and the progress bar in the corner of his eyes. The red and yellow sky transformed into black, and it was no longer the sun that was surrounded by clouds, but a bright and clear moon. A few scattered stars, coupled with the moon, scattered a white, jade-like radiance. Soft, serene, silent Casio threw his final punch, his heart was clear and translucent. He seemed to have a slight understanding of the meaning of the word pure. Combat Movements (Beginner): 1.0% End of practice! Sarch* The N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Chapter 9 - 9 009 Scorching Sun Heavy Rain and Bread_1 ?Chapter 9: 009 Scorching Sun, Heavy Rain and Bread_1 Chapter 9: 009 Scorching Sun, Heavy Rain and Bread_1 Sssh, sssh, sssh Leaves fluttered as the evening breeze caressed the earth gently. Casio looked up at the moon in the sky, a sudden and intense pang of hunger rushing to his head. He wiped the sweat off his face and slowly walked out of the rectangular sports field along the dimly lit path. In a corner of the buildings, a dark figure slowly left. So its really closed Casio stood before the locked doors of the cafeteria, the soft moonlight casting a thin layer of frost over the surface of the buildings spire. Helplessly, he could only return to the dormitory area along the small path. With a creak, the slightly ajar room door opened. A smell of damp cloth mixed with soap hit his face. Casio pushed the door and walked in; all five of his roommates whom he had only met a few times were asleep. Next to the bed by the window, an empty spot was left. In it, chubby Jo Jo and another person were sound asleep. Casio slowed his movements, picked up his toiletries and another set of apprentice uniforms from the floor, and quietly left. Twenty minutes later, he returned after taking a shower and changing into clean clothes. After tidying up a bit, he lay back on the bed. His body was filled with waves of a tingling sensation. His arms, thighs, waist, and back were all aching, especially around the muscle groups, where the pain was pricking like needles. In the light from the moon outside the window, Casio found a brown bottle among a pile of items. After a pop sound of the corkscrew being opened, a pungent, damp smell rushed out. This was the potion distributed by the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp, similar to the Golden Sores Medicine and used for external application. If applied all over the painful parts of the body before going to bed at night, you would feel much better the next morning. Its especially useful for muscle soreness and bruised areas. One bottle lasted for a month. Casio poured some pale purple medicine, quickly rubbed it with his hands, and applied it three or four times on the sore muscles. The moment the potion touched the skin, a contradictory sensation of scorching hot and coolness was transmitted from the applied area to the brain. Casios arm shook, and tiny goosebumps arose from the skin. It was hot and painful, burning. After a while, the burning feeling gradually dissipated, and the coolness gradually covered a larger area of skin. Leaning against the wall and waiting for five or six minutes, Casio found that the sourness of his muscles had eased a bit. This medicine was pretty effective. He put the lid back on and placed the medicine back in its original place. He gently pressed his stomach, the pain in the muscles was gone, but the hunger surged again. There was nothing he could do; the cafeteria was closed. He would have to endure until morning. Taking a deep breath, Casio lay down. Fatigue surged from his limbs and hauled towards his mind like the tide. The sour sensation of his muscles was momentarily suppressed, and his vision gradually became hazy. He felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier. Little Wei Little Wei Little Wei A faint call came from outside the window. Hmm? Rubbing his tired eyes, Casio quickly got up and walked a few steps to the window and quietly opened it. Under the wooden frame, in the moonlit area, Li Chu looked up at him. The expression on her fair face was somewhat nervous. As soon as she saw Casio opening the window, she was relieved and hurriedly walked a few steps forward. Sister? Why did you come to the boys dormitory Article 10 of the Youth Training Camp Rules states that after 7 pm, boys and girls must not enter each others dormitory areas. Anyone caught would be publicly criticized, then expelled from the Youth Training Camp. Sar?h the n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Didnt you miss dinner? Here. Li Chu glanced nervously around first, then took out a piece of white bread from her pocket. She stood on tiptoe and handed it to Casio. Before Casio had a chance to say anything, Li Chu retreated a few steps. She waved and walked towards the direction of the girls dormitory. At the window, Casio watched Li Chu safely leaving the boys dormitory area and disappearing from his field of view before he slowly closed the window. He sat back on the bed, staring at the still warm white bread in his hand, and blinked. The bread had been torn in half from the middle, which was still stuffed with a piece of light brown and fully intact steak. Casio took a big bite. He mumbled inarticulately: Delicious. ******************** The first day of double training volume: Tired, started learning Basic Combat Art, both movements and strength did not meet the standard. Both the morning and afternoon completions were greatly delayed, fortunately, Lixia allowed the assistant to stay for lunch, and Li Chu sent a meat-filled bread in the evening. The second day: Tired, the weather was exceptionally hot, sunny. Almost had a heatstroke during the mornings physical training, Lixia allowed a five-minute break in the shade every so often. The completion time in the morning and afternoon was still delayed, lunch and dinner were similar to the first day. The third day: Tired, hot, still sunny. The situation was the same as the previous two days, and in the evening found signs of sunburn on the skin. The potion from Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp was also effective for this. The fourth day: Tired, cloudy, windy. The most comfortable day so far, still tired but much better than the previous days. Feeling good, finished twenty minutes earlier at noon. As a result, Lixia rewarded half a portion of lunch. The fifth day: Tired, gloomy, raining. As expected, rainy weather followed a cloudy day. Should have thought of this. Dipped down by a third, by the time lunch was finished, the lunch break had already ended. Training in the rain had a poor performance. Wet weather was more annoying than the heat. An accident happened at night, Li Chu was almost discovered and stopped delivering dinner. The sixth day: Tired, cloudy, high efficiency. The weather was suitable and in good condition, for the first time, was able to finish in time for dinner. Returned to the dorm early, chatted with Jo Jo at night. He said that if he was eliminated and sent home, he would work hard to earn lots of money, not only enough to support a family of eight but also to buy aristocratic status. Become a nobleman with a big manor, marry a beautiful, virtuous and kind girl. He had even thought of a name for the child: George Joestar. On the seventh day, Casio opened the window and glanced at the weather outside. It was pretty bad, somewhere between a cloudy day and a rainy day. He wondered if it might suddenly start to rain while they were practicing. As usual, he put on his apprentice uniform and stepped out of the dorm. Todays breakfast in the cafeteria was pretty good, and Casio still longed for more even after finishing his milk. He arrived at the sports field against the cool breeze. Instructor Lixia hadnt arrived yet. The assistant was squinting his eyes while leaning against a big tree, and only half of the apprentices were having chats on the field. Casio glanced around and suddenly saw a familiar figure on his right. The redhead with freckles on his face carried a rebellious look between his brows, and it was Finn who had recovered from his injuries and returned to training. It seemed that Finn felt someone staring at him and turned his head to look. After seeing that it was Casio, his eyes dodged a bit but then he inexplicably widened his eyes, glaring angrily over here, his eyes filled with rage and a touch of resentment. Casio furrowed his brows and looked away. No wonder he was so energetic after lying in bed for more than ten days. Hope he has the same energy later Chapter 10 - 10 010 Difference_1 ?Chapter 10: 010 Difference_1 Chapter 10: 010 Difference_1 Finn was exhausted to the bone! The buzzing sound by his ear, the clear sound of his heart throbbing as if ready to explode in his chest cavity. Golden stars flickered before his eyes, and aplenty dense snowflakes appeared in his field of vision. His hands and feet were almost unresponsive, each step forward sent shivers through his entire skeleton. One of the daily mandatory physical training: long-running. The general trainees were assigned to run five laps on the field, but Casio and Finn were to run ten. The challenge was not as simple as doubling, as the human stamina dwindles towards the end, making running increasingly taxing. A training routine meant to test the trainees willpower extensively. Huff puff Finn thought he was about to smoke from his throat, a burning sensation rushed from the nostrils and windpipe all the way into the lungs. There was the tap tap tap tap tap tap sound of footsteps coming from the left. A skinny silhouette appeared in Finns peripheral vision, Casio, who was also being punished in another group, was running consistently. Although visibly drenched in sweat, his steps seemed more effortless than Finns, his speed visibly faster by a great margin. In the beginning, when Finn was running alongside Casio, he pretended to speed up, so as to spare himself the embarrassment. But eventually, he ran out of strength and he just kept his head down and ran. Just as Finn finished running his seventh lap and moved onto the eighth, Casio on the left field had already briskly walked out of the white running lane and into the shade of the trees, resting against a tree trunk while massaging his leg. His glances occasionally shot this way. He finished running already?! No sooner did this doubtful thought enter Finns mind than an overwhelming sense of fatigue from all over his body got rid of it. Wet, hot sweat squeezed out of his pores, and the tiny droplets flowed from the forehead along the eyelids and nose wing, all the way to the chin. Ninth lap I simply couldnt run any further Sar?h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. On the field, Finn let his hands drop. He staggered along, his chest heaving, panting like a cow. Get back!!! Keep running! Two more laps! A gigantic figure walked towards him from the shade of the trees, nearly 1.9 meters tall, sporting a crew cut, an incredibly stern face. Dondon, the trainer, was upright and serious. Among the five main trainers, he was the most stern, he only acted by the rules. Finns scandalgetting drunk and harassing a female studenthad severe impact. Even though some trainers tried to intervene, it was inconceivable that the head of the Youth Training Camp would simply let such gross misconduct go unpunished. Hence, after Finn had recovered, he was directly sent under the supervision of Dondonthe punishment, double the training time for ten days, and during which, he had to strictly adhere to the punishment terms. Which means, something like what Lixia the trainer did for Casiokeeping meals for himwould not happen here under Dondons supervision. Now, go back! Dondon lifted his muscular arm and pointed at the running lane with an emotionless expression. Trainer, I cant run anymore I cough cough cough Finn said breathlessly, his mouth tasted bitter, his mouth and throat were so dry that they fired up his urge to cough. Im saying this one more time! Now, go back immediately! Finn lifted his head, completly shrouded by Dondons towering figure, with trainees in the shadow of the trees pointing fingers. Ill only count to three. I dont exactly have a great temper, dont force me to personally teach you how to run! Dondon slightly lowered his head. Three Yes! Finn instantly cowered and ran back at once. Not far away, there seemed to be muffled laughter coming from under the trees. Finn gritted his teeth and resumed his jog. After an entire morning of physical training, Finn was about to drop. If it werent for his early development and stronger and more robust body compared to his peers, he would have been screaming and crying for mercy already, despite forcing himself to finish the challenge. Lunchtime arrived. The entire field of five groups of trainees had all left for the cafeteria. Only Casio and Finn were left exercising, supervised by two assistants from the groups. Sigh, what a poor luck. Even lunch break is getting shorter, I was hoping to get some more sleep during noon, said the assistant supervising Finn, hands on hips, standing on the dividing line while shifting his gaze and talking. Well, Im not really tired, said the assistant supervising Casio, arms folded across his chest, engaging in conversation out of boredom. Stop slacking off, Finn! The assistant of the third group suddenly turned his head and yelled. The weather was gloomy, and todays temperature was still relatively cool. The two assistants chatted on and off for just over an hour, supervising and chatting made the time pass not too slowly. Report, the final set of squats has been completed, Casio ran over, stepped up to the assistant of the fourth group, and said. Well done, you finished quite quickly today, just over an hour, half an hour earlier than usual. The assistant of the fourth group checked the pocket watch left by Lixia and then patted Casio on the shoulder. Good job, good job, lets go eat. He then turned and said, Lets go. Mmm. The assistant of the third group nodded slightly. Watching the two leave the sports field, he suddenly turned to look at Finn. Hurry up! You still have three groups of squats, two groups of push-ups, one group of pull-ups! Are you trying to save your training for tomorrow?! We also have basic fighting technique training in the afternoon!! Yes. Finn clenched his teeth and resumed his exercises. By the afternoon, everyone was training in basic fighting technique, and of course, the most tired were Casio and Finn. However, there was a slight difference. One was reluctant and unwilling. The other was training rather actively, even seeming to enjoy it? The sun gradually moved through the clouds. Unfortunately, it started to rain. Casio extended his hand to catch a few drops of rainwater, cursed the ghost weather in his heart, and immediately raised his arms to forcefully hit the wooden stake. Combat Movements (Beginner): 9.2% Training Frame (Stage 1): 8.7% He had originally planned to get his combat movements up to 10% today, but this rain would likely decrease his training efficiency significantly. Why? What do you think this is? Its a punishment! Li Wei over there can do it, so whats your excuse for avoiding the rain and not training? Not far away, the sound of arguing faintly carried over. Casio squinted his eyes and looked over. The trainees on the sports field had all scattered and left. The fine rain fell from the gloomy sky, growing heavier, gradually wetting the ground. Over in the third group, Finn was arguing with Coach Dondong. Or rather, Finn was being one-sidedly scolded. Because he was some distance away, Casio couldnt hear very clearly. However, his name would occasionally flash through the conversation. The sky grew darker and darker, the layers of dark clouds pressing lower, like a large accumulation of black waves. The rain became heavier and heavier. Under the eaves of the building next to the sports field, Casio and Finn, separated by a distance of fifty or sixty meters, were each hitting the wooden stake in front of them. The raindrops hit the ground, and water splashed onto their trousers from time to time. This was the place where Casio fought Finn that night. Revisiting the old place, Finns expression was somewhat unnatural, and his gaze occasionally swept over to Casio, who knows what he was thinking. About an hour and a half past dinner time passed. Casio pulled back his fists, applied to the stand-in supervisor Coach Dondong to finish, and then hurried off to the dormitory in the rain. As for Finn, it would probably take him another one or two hours Chapter 11 - 11 011 First Move_1 ?Chapter 11: 011 First Move_1 Chapter 11: 011 First Move_1 Casio briskly moved forward on the cobblestone road, pushing open the door of the dormitory to the sound of raindrops hitting leaves. Li Wei bro, youre back. We saved some food for you Sit here. The five guys in the dormitory all responded warmly. Ever since Casio told them a thrilling tale about a beauty and a vampire the night before last, their camaraderie had grown leaps and bounds. Sarch* The novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Previously, the five of them would usually just go to sleep when they returned to the dormitory as there was nothing much to do. Now, each of them would wait for Casio to recount a short suspenseful story before they could fall asleep, even willingly skipping some of their meals to piece together a dinner for Casio. That was considered Casios fee for telling stories twice a day. Lets eat. Li Wei, why dont you change into something more comfortable first, Aaron and I can wash the clothes for you. A slightly big-headed guy came over, holding an iron box in his hand. Sure, thanks. Casio immediately changed his clothes under the watchful eyes of his roommates. Being all guys, there was nothing to feel shy about. He could take a shower after telling his story. The big-headed guy opened the iron box, revealing bread, vegetables, and meat. No one knew where he had gotten the box from. Li Wei, you eat. Aaron and I will get going. There was a thin guy holding clothes standing a few steps away. He suddenly turned back and added, Dont coax Li Wei into telling the story while were gone. Be good Dont worry, Ill eat a bit slower, Casio reassured them. Only then did the two nod, push open the door, and leave quickly. Entertainment was scarce in these times and the Youth Training Camp was run in a closed manner where their days were filled with training and sleeping. Casios eye-catching suspenseful stories were considered a rare treat and the five young men were all getting hooked. He couldnt have imagined that something he had merely said as a conversation filler would earn him a guaranteed dinner every day. Then Casio picked up the iron box and satisfied his hunger. Fifteen minutes passed and under the hopeful eyes of everyone, he continued telling the unfinished story of hunter Van Helsing. An hour later, the dormitory was filled with waves of snoring. Casio glanced at the gloomy sky outside, still drizzling, and then turned his head back, his hands clasped on his chest. He narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then turned over, got off the bed, grabbed a towel, and walked out of the dorm. Male dormitory area, building number seven. Faint howls resonated in the air. Finn was lying on the bed while a young boy beside him was applying potion to his body from a brownish-yellow bottle. Hey, be gentle! Damn it! Get someone else, someone with a lighter touch! Finn grimaced, his eyelids twitching. The mixing sensation of exhaustion and the burning sensation of the potion was driving him mad. The double training volume was killing him, and thinking of the remaining nine days made him feel nauseous. Thinking of Li Wei and Dan Dongs faces made him feel even worse. Recalling the pointing and giggling from the students in groups three and four, Finn wanted to beat them all to the ground. I just made a small mistake when I was drunk, is it necessary to hold it against me like this? Finn exhaled aggressively. He felt rather wronged. In reality, the truly drunk wouldnt have the energy to do such dirty things. It was evident Finn had depraved intentions all along and used being drunk as an excuse for his malfeasance. Rub some more under my shoulder, and open the door a crack, its a little hot. Finn directed his two sidekicks. Enduring the excruciating pain all over his body, the relieving sensation brought by the potion gradually suppressed the numbness. Finn clenched the towel in his hand: This matter cant end just like this I was beaten black and blue, and had to stay in the hospital for over ten days! The sight of his face enrages me! Lashing out a few sentences, Finns housemates looked at each other awkwardly. Finn, as a relation to the instructor Marne of the Youth Training Camp, had the highest position in the dormitory. We have to find an opportunity, preferably lure him out of the training camp and beat him up. I cant swallow this insult. Finn said. Whats your plan? Were all ears The other boys exchanged glances before responding. Despite being lackeys, they were quite capable. Finn considered for a moment, then started speaking. He believed his plan was flawless even though it was actually riddled with holes. But the malicious intent behind it was very much like a grown-ups. Its like this. In fact, we dont have to be afraid. We were indeed caught off guard last time, especially since we were slightly tipsy. Its normal to be given the slip by that kid. This time we strike first, and it should be pretty easy to teach him a lesson Finn lay on the bed, stretching his arms out. A younger boy was gently pounding on his muscles with his fists. Tomorrow when I A creak and the barely open door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, followed by a silhouette rushing straight in. Damn, Li Wei! Finn turned his head in astonishment, his hands about to prop him up from the bed. But Casio suddenly took a leap and sat firmly on him, pinning him down. The next second, punches rained down on Finn. You want a piece of me, huh?! Ah! Do you have a problem with me, huh?! Ah! You still want my sister, huh?! Ah! Each punch Casio threw was accompanied by a howl from Finn. Damn it, come help me!!! Finn tried several times to lift his body up but his weak arms wouldnt allow him to. The startled young men finally reacted, attacking Casio with punches and kicks. As they were beating up on Casio, Casio was landing blows on Finn. It wasnt until a few dozen seconds later that he was forcefully dragged off. By then, Finns head was so beaten he could only blink, speechless. On the other hand, two or three boys surrounded Casio, continuously punching and kicking him. Bruises and cuts rapidly appeared on Casios body. He cast a venomous glance at the boys around him. Spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva, he yelled, Beating up someone!! Help! Theyre beating someone! Instructor! Theres a fight in dormitory number seven! The shouts were loud and insistent. They quickly awakened many of the sleeping students who hurried over to see what was happening. They could see Casio being beaten by three or four boys, blood being drawn. He was dodging the blows one after the other, retreating step by step. Soon, students with a strong sense of justice rushed in to intervene. A chaotic brawl ensued. It wasnt until several minutes later, when the night-shift instructor rushed over, that it stopped. Chapter 12 - 12 012 Cunning_1 ?Chapter 12: 012 Cunning_1 Chapter 12: 012 Cunning_1 Three kerosene lamps were placed in a corner of a room, their dim, yellow glow flickering. This was a closed, small room. Li Wei, tell me honestly, who moved first? A teacher with a horse-face was staring at Casio intently. They did. Okay, then you tell us in detail what happened. The male teacher glanced at Lixia, another instructor, then turned his head to say. Okay. Casio nodded: I was planning to go to the bathroom after chatting in the dormitory, but as I was passing by dorm number seven, suddenly two or three people rushed out from the door and pulled me in. Finn was giving orders to these men, he ordered them to beat me up and try to control me so that I would not make a sound. Then I struggled desperately, fighting back Casio recounted the facts, with his emotions genuine and slightly nervous. The smoother the talk, the more it didnt seem plausible. He also displayed the bruises and wounds on his body. Meanwhile, in a similarly set up room on the other side. Teacher Marne, Teacher Dandong and another bald male teacher were questioning a boy from dorm number seven. The three-on-one situation was a bit intense, and the boy was visibly nervous. You said, Li Wei suddenly rushed into your dormitory like a madman, then rode on Finn and beat him up crazily. The bald teacher asked. Yes. The boy nodded. Why did he rush in to hit Finn? Er The boy was suddenly at a loss, subconsciously thinking that it might be because Finn had been sharply scolding, and Li Wei outside had heard. But he cant tell people about this sinister plan, can he? Saying that Li Wei was holding a grudge? However, Li Wei was the one who first gave Finn a beating, and Finn had been punished. Moreover, Li Weis performance during these seven days of double training was very good, the punishment was almost over, why would he create trouble at this point? Thinking over and over again, the reasons that the boys intelligence could come up with all seemed somewhat far-fetched and unreasonable. Moreover, sometimes he had to consider his and Finns side. After a moment of silence, the boy could only say he didnt know. Well, you go out. The bald teacher let the person leave. Then one by one they questioned the five boys from dorm number seven, their responses were different. Some said they didnt know, others said that Li Wei was crazy, others said that Finn had a big mouth Moments later, the three teachers began to question the boys who had first come to watch the excitement at the first sign of the fight. The answers they received this time were quite consistent, all saying that Li Wei had been besieged and his face was covered in blood. He had been shouting for help before. The face of Teacher Marne was getting darker and darker. Half an hour later, the teachers on both sides exchanged their inquiry results. S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Marnes face was black as a pot lid, according to the existing evidence, it seemed true as Li Wei had said. Finn had made a rash and extremely foolish move in impulse. At eleven oclock at night, even though the teachers hadnt questioned Finn, who was lying in a hospital bed, the basic tone had already been set. After all, the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp was not a detective agency at the police station. Soon, the punishment for dorm number seven came down. The boys were first punished to handle ingredients in the cafeteria for a week, then they were assigned double training for ten days, and Finn, who was lying in his hospital bed, was treated in the same way. Among them, the worst-off were Finns two lackey. Their current punishment plus the original one doubled perfectly. They had already processed ingredients in the cafeteria for a week, and now they will have an entire week again. Then they have twenty consecutive days of double training. The boys in dorm number seven were discontented, but their protest was of no use. A severe protest would result in expulsion. Moreover, they could no longer take any form of revenge against Li Wei. If anything happened, they would be sent home on the spot. Of course, as the other party involved in the fight, Casio would be subjected to seven days of double training as a punishment. Teacher Lixia told him privately that she could express this situation to the person in charge of the Youth Training Camp. Owe a favor to gesture special treatment of the rules. But Casio refused. He was gradually getting used to the days of double training, another seven days to establish a routine was pretty good. In addition, Casio didnt want to make Teacher Lixia owe him a favor because of him. How to punish was how to punish. A noisy night passed, and the sky gradually brightened. Youth Training Camp, hospital, third floor, the ward on the leftmost side. Finn was lying in a familiar bed, looking at the familiar ceiling, with a familiar white bandage wrapped around his face. Leaning back to sit up, Finn picked up a teacup to drink water. The swelling and pain in his lips caused him to tremble. He pours the water on the bed. At this moment, the wooden door of the ward creaked open. Marne, dressed in a beige uniform, walked in with a cold face. Finn lit up and then he said some urgently. Uncle, how is it going? Was that bastard expelled? Who are you talking about? Marne walked over to his bedside at a leisurely pace. Who else? That bastard, Li Wei! Marne shook his head in silence: The person who was almost expelled was not him, but you! If it werent for my relationship with the person in charge of the Youth Training Camp, you would have been dismissed last night No, what does this mean? Finns face was full of confusion, but as his face was tightly bandaged it was actually hard to make out any expression, he seemed to be covered entirely by the white bandages. What do you mean? Whats the point of pretending in front of me? Im your uncle, I know what youre like Marne took a sip from the cup at the side: Tell me everything about what happened last night, and dont try to hide anything from me, you cant hide. Five minutes later, Finn recounted all the events. What am I supposed to say about you? Marne looked down at Finn. Finns eyes were a little evasive, his lower eyelids twitching constantly. Even if what you say is true, its no use. All the testimony from last night, the witnesses, and the evidence are in place, the case is pretty much closed. Just go and train for twenty days honestly, or else go home. Marne saw Finns eyes still looking a bit defiant, he immediately said: I advise you, you had better not provoke Li Wei again. If what you said is false and what Li Wei said is true. Then you should swallow this anger honestly and stop causing trouble. If you mess with him again and get discovered, thats an immediate expulsion. If what you said is true, and what Li Wei said is false, then you better not provoke him anymore! This mans scheming and intelligence is much higher than yours, dont embarrass yourself being made a fool by others. His tone paused for a moment, and finally he said in a quiet voice. Stop humiliating yourself and stop humiliating me After saying these words, Marne turned and left the ward, on the hospital bed, only Finn was left with a somewhat dazed look. Chapter 13 - 13 013 Basic Elementary Fighting Technique_1 ?Chapter 13: 013 Basic Elementary Fighting Technique_1 Chapter 13: 013 Basic Elementary Fighting Technique_1 Hmm, hmm, hmm Casio groaned a few times, but ultimately did not cry out loud. He forced himself not to turn his head away. The hospital nurse was holding a brown bottle, which contained a black potion exuding a pungent odor. Casio had used this stuff when he was injured last time, and it was indeed very effective. Its only flaw was that it was so painful. It felt like someone was rubbing salt into his wounds. Controlling his breathing to remain steady, Casio slightly looked up, cooperating with the nurse applying the potion. This time, he had fewer wounds that were torn open, most of them were faint bruises under the skin. Therefore, the irritation from the potion was much less than last time. It is done. For the next two days, do not eat spicy food. Avoid getting the wounds wet. You just need to come and apply this potion once in the morning and once in the evening, the nurse with a golden ponytail said as she replaced the stopper, sealing the bottle. Then she glanced at Casio with some interest and asked, How come? Did you get into another fight with the guy in the next room? No, its that person who rallied his fellows to beat me up After pondering for a moment, Casio made a slight modification to his narration. He believed in doing a thorough job no matter what, so he made sure to stick with his story no matter who he was facing. You are really impressive. The injuries you got fighting six people were less severe than Finns. The nurse put the vial back into the medical kit. Perhaps I am better at taking a beating, Casio shook his head. Hahaha! At this moment, loud cries echoed from the hallway. Its not as extreme as screams of agony, but it is definitely hysterical. The female nurse rolled her eyes, finding it annoying. Such a strong reaction to a simple application of potion, screaming so loud as though someone was being murdered in the hospital. Palin, Palin! Come quick, were short-handed here, we cant restrain him! Youre done there, arent you? A door in the corridor opened abruptly, and a man in a white lab coat called out loudly. Done! Im coming! Palin apologized to Casio and told him he could leave. Then she hurried off to Finns ward down the corridor. A cool wind blew from outside, gently swaying the curtains by the window. Casio slowly stood up, an involuntary smile spreading across his face. On the top right corner, fifteen more scores were added. All combined, there was an addition of a months time. ***************** The healing potion from the hospital worked wonders. As Nurse Palin said, the wounds and bruises all healed in just two days. Casio then returned to Team Four and resumed training. After two fights, Casios reputation as a madman named Li Wei spread throughout the Youth Training Camp. He was recognized everywhere he went. Even the cafeteria auntie would take an extra glance at Casio while she was serving meals, and the tremors in her hand seemed to have temporarily ceased. As time went by, Casio gradually adapted to the double training volume. Originally, he used to exceed the training hours by one or two hours every noon and night, but now he firmly kept the overtime within half an hour. Occasionally, when the weather conditions were good, his efficiency increased, and he could even complete on time. Whether it was lunch or dinner, Casio always managed to have a full meal before the cafeteria closed. Coupled with the simple supper the five boys from his dorm cobbled together at night, Casio had ample and balanced intake of nutrients and energy daily. With sufficient nutrition, adequate training, and enough sleep, puberty was a time when the body was developing at its fastest. Casio benefited from this, and the effects of his exercise gradually showed. His body was no longer so skinny. You could vaguely see muscles on his arms and abdomen. His skin gradually turned a bronze color, no longer as pale as before. Even his height seemed to have increased. Every night, Casio would dream about stumbling down the stairs, or running for his life but being unable to move. These were signs his skeleton was growing rapidly. As his body developed, the effectiveness of the Basic Fighting Training naturally improved. In addition to Casio gradually adapting to and familiarizing himself with the double training volume, he continued to train himself even after the punishment period ended. A breakthrough occurred within a mere month and a half. Under the blaze of the sun, sunlight penetrated through the thin white clouds and streamed onto the mountainside. The square martial arts field was divided into five squares, filled with tiny black dots in motion. The breeze blew gently, quietly stirring the white clouds under the warm wind. Thud! Thud! Thud! The sound of striking echoed continuously. At a corner of the martial arts field, a group of young boys dressed in grey and white were incessantly swinging their arms. They repeatedly hit the wooden stakes with powerful punches. Sarch* The ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The surface of the leather-coated wooden stake repeatedly sunk in and bounced back. In front of one of these wooden stakes, a boy quickly took a few steps forward. A force burst from his waist, and he swung his arm out forcefully. The fist hit the leather surface with a crack. The base of the wooden stake shook slightly, stirring up a bit of dust at the bottom of the stake pit. Whew Casio took a few deep breaths: Finally Combat Movements (Elementary): 100.0% Combat Movements (Advanced): 0.1% Then there is the aerobic frame which had already been completed five days ago. Aerobic frames (Second stage): 3.8% Casio finally achieved the second stage in both. In the top right corner of his vision, the text annexed jumped down one line, and Basic Fighting Technique: Elementary (Two layers in total) appeared. Casio already anticipated this as he had inquired from Lixia about the specific levels. The aerobic frame, combat movements, and explosive techniques together form the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique. Both the aerobic framework and combat movements are divided into two stages. When both are trained to the second stage, you reach the elementary level of the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique. To reach the advanced level, you must master the Explosive techniques, which have no stages. After the advanced level of Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique is completed, and once the test is passed, the practitioner can come into contact with the true Secret Martial Art. That is the secret behind humans fighting hot weapons with their flesh. Whew A light breeze lightly brushed past Casios back. He jerked, his back suddenly breaking out in goosebumps. He lowered his hands and shook them vigorously. Casio felt that after the display of the elementary level of the Basic Fighting Technique, his body seemed to undergo some obscure changes. If he had to describe it, it was probably that his senses had become sharper, and the force throughout his body had become more unified. After pondering for a moment, he threw a punch at the wooden stake. Thud! An idea suddenly struck Casio. This punch was not just a combat action, it seemed also instinctively mixed with the force exerted through the aerobic frame. Several hours passed, and he slowly retracted his fist. Combat Movements (Advanced): 0.5% Aerobic frames (Second stage): 3.9% Both increased. The advanced combat movements increased by 0.4%, and the second stage of the aerobic frame increased by 0.1%. Now, Casio had been practicing combat movements all afternoon and hadnt even touched the aerobic frame. But the latter rose by 0.1%. Is it because both had entered the second stage, merged into a cohesive whole, hence forming the elementary level of the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique? This was an unexpected joy and it could save Casio quite a bit of time. Chapter 14 - 14 014 Special Treatment_1 ?Chapter 14: 014 Special Treatment_1 Chapter 14: 014 Special Treatment_1 Instructor, I want to learn explosive techniques. Lixia raised her eyebrows as she looked at the Casio in front of her. It was around two or three in the afternoon, and Lixia had just announced that the students in group four were to practice independently, with the assistant supervising them. She herself was standing in the shade of a tree and assumed a peculiar pose, apparently using a method to strengthen her physique. Explosive Techniques? Why study this early? First perfect the basic training frame and combat movements. The young shouldnt aim too high, Ive told you this before. Lixia shook her head and straightened up to stand, but upon thinking, she realized that Li Wei was never an arrogant person. He had been steady and diligent in the past month and a half. Well then, lets give you a chance, punch me. Lixia changed her statement and then walked to a spot about three meters in front of Casio, essentially leaving a space for exerting power. Come on, give it your all. Lixia beckoned. I didnt mean to offend you. Following the norms, Casio first made a fist salute. With his feet apart, he took a step forward. His whole body lunged forward, his arm lifted and punched out a standard straight fist. Smack! A palm suddenly slapped from the side, striking the left side of the fist. A force instantly deflected Casio. The straight punch intended for the target was drastically off course. Whoosh! At the same time, a blurred shadow attacked from Casios left side, quick as a predatory poisonous snake. Fortunately, Casio dodged in time, using his arm to temporarily block Lixias fist. Huh? Lixia withdrew her palm sharply. Casio took three steps backward and leaped forward again. His initial punch aimed at Lixias side, and upon being blocked and repelled, astonishingly he spun around for a counterattack! His arm cut through the air, creating a blurred black shadow. The tip of his fist aimed straight at Lixias brows. Smack! His fist was halted mid-air by a palm. Lixia shook her arm, and Casio retreated several steps once more. Theres no need to continue, it seems I underestimated your progress in training. You have made satisfactory progress in a month and a half of initial learning of the Wind Elephant Basic Fighting Technique. Your hard work over this long period of time has not been in vain. She nodded her head, Just like I told you at the beginning, being steady and diligent are the most important and fundamental aspects in martial arts training. Sweat doesnt lie. Keep it up Lixia walked over and patted Casios shoulder. Only then did Casio realize that Instructor Lixia hadnt moved at all during their encounter, she was merely passively defending and attacking. Lets go, lets go to that corner and talk. Casio followed Lixias silhouette all the way over. Half an hour later, he roughly understood what explosive combat techniques were. Simply put, its using a special way of exerting force to make the next attack faster, stronger, and trickier. For example, The Wind Elephant Gates Basic Fighting Techniques have only two kinds of explosive techniques. One to increase attack speed, and the other to increase attack power. Once the speed type explosive technique is mastered, it can roughly increase the speed by one and a half times at full effort. The power type explosive technique also has a boost of one and a half times, which is very effective in close combat. However, one thing to note is that explosive techniques cannot be used consecutively many times, otherwise it can easily cause joint wear and muscle strains. Explosive techniques should be used instantly and cautiously! Heres what well do, starting from today. After finishing your dusk training, you first go and have your dinner, then come to the small sports field next to the hospital. Ill wait for you there. Lixia said after a moment of thought. Thank you, instructor. So, from that day onwards, in addition to finishing double training, Casio would also go to the desolated small sports field for extra training. Lixia gradually taught Casio the explosive techniques in the Wind Elephant Basic Fighting Technique, including some realizations she had during her own training for over a decade. Every day during dusk, Lixia would spar with Casio once. Then, through sparring she would deduce some of Casios flaws. Firstly to train actual combat, secondly to correct some bad habits in close combat. In the sparring process, Lixia hit hard, aiming to give Casio the feeling of truly fighting an enemy. In various ways, Casios actual combat experience progressed quickly, the only downside was probably that the proportion of potions distributed by the Youth Training Camp was consumed too much. Usually, he could use up a months amount in half a month, leaving him to procure his roommates leftover potion for the remaining fifteen days. Time passed day by day until the end of September. The horizon was reddish at dusk, glaringly red. The mountains under the evening glow became blurry, and the sunlight beamed from the mountains towards the Youth Training Camp. The roof under the light was tinged with red, flickering. The tree on the sports field and the small house beside it formed a beautiful silhouette, frozen in the field. By the side of the orange sports field, two figures stood face to face. Casio took a deep breath, his right foot stepped back slightly to part his legs, and his fists were by his side. His facial expression was serious, overall giving the impression of a tightly coiled spring. Sorry in advance As his voice faded, he charged forward. With a commanding force in his waist, his right fist drew a straight line in mid-air. The speed was much faster than it was a month and a half ago. However, Lixia just had to shift slightly to the left side, and with a slight tilt of her shoulders, she dodged the attack. She even counterattacked by pushing forward horizontally with her hand, her arm smacked on Casios chest. Casio grunted and pressed his shoulder slantingly. He lunged towards Lixia on the side with the force of half his body. However, Lixia spun around in an instant, her knee jutting out sternly. She thus stayed mid-air, waiting for Casio to charge into her. Smack! Through dozens of actual combat experiences, Casio quickly switched his attack, sweeping his leg to fend off the knee, while simultaneously swinging his left fist. Lixias palm turned into a black shadow as she swiftly blocked and counterattacked. Unexpectedly, Casio had a hidden trick. From somewhere came a right fist, fiercely swinging in a movement of the Basic Fighting Technique. Even though Lixia quickly raised her hand to block it, her feet still retreated imperceptibly backward by one step. This was the first time she had retreated after suppressing her strength to spar with Casio for dozens of rounds. Not bad, you have a slight grasp of the Explosive Techniques. Unfortunately, youre still lacking in proficiency. Your moves are a bit strained. Otherwise, I wouldve had to retreat a few more steps for that punch. Lixia, slightly approving, nodded as she released Casios fist. Casio looked at his right hand, noticing five red imprints on the back of his hand, pressed by Lixias fingers. By the way, there will be Actual Combat Rankings again tomorrow. When fighting, remember to hold back, just go through the motions. With the extra training I have given you, your actual combat experience is definitely much higher than others. Participating in Actual Combat Rankings has no training value for you So, dont hit too hard. Finishing in the 20s or 30s will be sufficient. Dont get over-excited like last time; that person had to stay in the hospital for a day. Reconsider yourself. Sarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Chapter 15 - 15 015 Actual Combat Ranking_1 ?Chapter 15: 015 Actual Combat Ranking_1 Chapter 15: 015 Actual Combat Ranking_1 Understood, Casio responded. As long as you know. Now Im leaving. Lixia turned around and took a step, her gaze sweeping past the edge of the distant warehouse. A smile flicked across her face, then she hastened her pace and left. Casio watched as Lixias figure retreated into the distance, then turned his head towards the corner of the warehouse. Sis, come out. The instructor has left In the twilight, from within the shadow of a building, a pale and lovely face peered out, scanning the sports field before cautiously stepping out. Her movements were as careful as a cats. Little Wei, maybe we shouldnt do this anymore. Would Lixia be unfair to you if she found out I was secretly learning from her Actually, she knew all along. Huh? Li Chus worried expression turned into one of surprise, she was taken aback by Casios words. On your first day here, instructor Lixia already suspected it. Shes been tacitly allowing us to continue. Casio rolled up his sleeve and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Dont worry about this anymore, Sis. I will practice actual combat with you for another half an hour. It would be best if we could make it into the top fifty in the Youth Training Camp tomorrow. Uh Okay. Li Chu was still shocked that instructor Lixia had known she was learning in secret, and it took her a while to respond. Under the dusk, the shadows of the two people were continuously engaged in fisticuffs. The next day on the sports field that had been heated somewhat by the sun. There were five squares in total, and each group of students sat around the edge of a square. In the middle, there was a designated area for actual combat. At this moment, two people were standing in the center of the square. Lixia, wearing a beige uniform, shouted to start. Both students, who had been practicing the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique for three months, lunged at each other. Whether it was a straight fist or a swing punch, their moves were quick and efficient. During the tussle, their eyes sought out each others weak points. After a standoff, they lifted their arms to either clash or strike. It was clear that after three months of formal combat training, the students at the Youth Training Camp were no longer relying solely on their instinctive fighting experience; they had incorporated martial arts routines and fighting techniques. They had built a rudimentary combat structure. Even though their movements still looked novice-like, their blows were too stiff and difficult. But compared with the earlier scene of brawls like hooligan fights, the progress of many students was undoubtedly significant. The battles on the field continued. After a while, a victor emerged. A taller student managed to defeat his opponent by a slight margin. Both of them left the battlefield and sat back in their places. Next group C Ruoze, Li Wei. The teaching assistant stepped forward and announced loudly. Damn it. The brown-haired teenager sitting in the corner cursed to himself. The last time they had actual combat rankings, Li Wei was fifth. He was also the one with the best performance in their group of four. Having to fight against Li Wei, Ruoze could only admit to his bad luck. On the sports field, the opponents took their positions on the left and right. S~ea??h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The sunlight was intense, causing Ruoze to squint towards his opponent. Everyone at the Youth Training Camp knew Crazy Li Wei. From the beginning of the training, he had severely beaten Finn, Instructor Marnes nephew, on two occasions. He was ruthless, unfazed by being ganged up on. When fighting, he could injure his opponents more severely by relying on his craziness. Moreover, he seemed to be obsessed with martial arts. Even though his double training punishment period had passed, he still insisted on working extra-hard every day. Whether it was heavy rain, strong winds, or scorching sun, they could always see his silhouette on the sports field. He was often so battered that he ran out of potions. As a fellow student, Ruoze admired Li Wei a little. But as an opponent, the admiration was not so pleasant. The sunlight shone intensely on Casios head, each strand of his hair resembling a steel needle. His expression was serious, his posture upright. His two robust, bare arm muscles, tanned to a bronze hue, were prominent. An inexplicable aura emanated from Casio. Begin! The moment Instructor Lixias voice fell, Casio dashed out like a cheetah, his feet rapidly tapping the ground. Ruoze hesitated inside and waved his hands to defend hurriedly. Bam, bam, bam! After a few muffled collisions, Casios fist cut through the gap in Ruozes defense like lightning, striking his shoulder sharply. Tap, tap, tap Ruoze continued to retreat after being jabbed, stumbling out of the battlefield boundary with a pained expression on his face. He touched his right shoulder lightly, which had started to bruise. Li Wei wins. Next group The sunlight gradually intensified, but thankfully, there were white clouds floating in the sky. At intervals, the clouds would completely block the burning sun. Julio wins. Next group, Li Chu, Masha. Whether it was a coincidence or not, two girls were paired together. After the assistant finished announcing, Li Chu and a girl who dressed and looked a bit masculine stepped into the field, both bowing in respect. At this moment, Casio also looked up to watch. In the field, the two had already started fighting. It was clear that Li Chu was overpowering her opponent in terms of momentum. Her moves and reflexes were quite sophisticated and excellent. Before long, Masha was forced to retreat under a punch. She wanted to adjust her tactics, but she ultimately lost. Casio nodded, Li Chu would probably make it into the top fifty this time. With each pair of students stepping forward for actual combat, approximations of everyones group rankings began to become clear. Next, more than a hundred students from the five groups at the Youth Training Camp all gathered together. What followed was a random shuffle of the groups for ranking. Casio was familiar with all these steps from previous experiences. The only surprise this time was that he unexpectedly faced Finn as his third opponent. They ended up paired together. As the teaching assistant called out their names, Finn and Casio each walked to the battlefield. Now Finn is screwed, as they ended up together. Crazy Li Wei will definitely take this opportunity to beat him up again, a student said. Yeah, this is going to be interesting. In the field, after completing his bow, Casio looked up towards the sky. At the corner of his mouth, a cold smile was discernable. Clasping his fist, his knuckles cracked. Begin! The instructors voice echoed. In an instant, Casio charged out, swinging his arm like a whip. I surrender! Finn quickly raised his right hand. The fist full of calluses stopped just inches away from his chest. A look of stunned surprise came over Casios face. But a smirk was on Finns face: Wanting to take the opportunity of combat practice to hit me again, I wont let you have that satisfaction. Since Finn surrendered, the instructor quickly came forward and announced Casios victory. The assistant teacher also began to call out the names of the next group of participants. Casio furrowed his brows and walked a few steps towards his spot. He couldnt help but turned his head and looked at Finns retreating silhouette. Why is it that even though he surrendered, he seems so arrogant As if hes the victorious one. Chapter 16 - 16 016 Tactics_1 ?Chapter 16: 016 Tactics_1 Chapter 16: 016 Tactics_1 The actual combat was still ongoing, from morning until afternoon. Over a hundred students each showcased their progress from the past several months. Some were excited, others were disappointed. The results of each actual combat ranking are recorded as each students scores. Although it doesnt account for a significant portion, it does provide an opportunity to demonstrate self-improvement, validate the effectiveness of training, and boost confidence. This time, Casio found the actual combat ranking even easier than the last and sailed to victory, landing in the twenty-fifth place. Of course, he held back intentionally, perfectly adhering to Lixias instruction of aiming for between twentieth and thirtieth place. He achieved the perfect median. The students who fought against him were somewhat dumbfounded after their victories. Admittedly, no one wouldnt want to achieve better scores, especially when they had the ability. The Youth Training Camp will eventually tally the final scores, accepting only the top fifty to become official disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate. Anyone who fails to meet the standard will be eliminated. The top ten get to be the first ones taken in as disciples by official martial artists of the Wind Elephant Gate, a significant lead ahead of the remaining forty students. However, Casio doesnt need to worry about this. Half a month ago, Instructor Lixia assured him that she would take him on as her disciple. The moment the Youth Training Camp ends, Casio will directly become Lixias disciple. Compared to an unknown master, Lixia, a mentor whose traits were familiar, was more suitable. And besides, Lixia, as a long-time instructor, has always been nurturing and had high hopes for Casio. She was already like a master figure to him. What to do? Casio was naturally clear about it in his heart. For him, the most important thing was to solve real-world crises. During this period, the person most capable of helping Casio was indeed Lixia. There were no other options. Like always, the actual combat ranking announcement ended around 2 p.m. The Youth Training Camp gave the students a rare several hours off. In no time at all, the sports field was deserted. In the corner, Li Chu was excitedly sharing her joy with Casio. She ranked forty-eight in this actual combat session. Compared to the last time, she had improved by twenty places. Naturally, Casio encouraged her not to slack off because of this and to continue working hard. She ought to try her best to stabilize her ranking within the top forty, as being between forty and fifty was still too risky. After a while, Li Chu left. Casio, on the other hand, began diligently training in a corner of the sports field. This is the main reason for him being among the top ten in the Youth Training Camp; every day was double the training volume, and he had an excellent core bone. Sweat combined with talent, such results were expected. After a while, Casio stopped his hands. He glanced at the Golden Pendant Sign in the upper right corner; the scale bar beside it representing time did not increase. Casio roughly understood the implications. Fulfilling Li Weis obsession has a limit. In these three months, Casio extended the time by a total of sixty days. This means that the total time he could stay was six months. Now that three months had passed, only the last three months remained. In the original outcome, Li Chu committed suicide out of humiliation, while the murderer roamed free. The coward Li Wei was constantly pointed at and bullied in the following days. Casio handled it differently; if Li Chu was going to commit suicide, he would save her. Not only would he be kind to Li Chu, but he would also train her to join the Wind Elephant Gate. The murderer, Finn is getting away scot-free? Well, he would beat him up a couple of times, until he is scared and runs away at the sight of him! Sar?h the N?vel(F)ire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Coward? Fearful? Seen as a coward by everyone else? Then he would take the initiative to shake off that label. Be bold and decisive in his actions, and make everyone respect him. Be seen as a martial arts fanatic, instead of a pushover! All these fulfilled the obsession of the previous host, providing Casio with an additional sixty days. Of course, sixty days would be the limit. Getting this far, even with Casio being a mature soul, wasnt easy. At first, he was pretending, but it gradually turned into a habit. That atmosphere he portrayed and the ferocity with which he buried his head and fought against five people seemed to be subtly changing Casio. Maybe the crazy one isnt Li Wei, but me? Fragments of thought flashed through his mind. As his thoughts lingered, he opened his eyes again. The moment he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, his mind inexplicably cleared. Combat Movements (advanced): 42.1% Training Frame (second stage): 41.3% Explosive Techniques (speed): 50.5% Explosive Techniques (strength): 43.7% He still had a long way to go to completely master Basic Fighting Technique! ***************** From September to November, the students in the Youth Training Camp could clearly feel the changing seasons. Although it was not snowing, the weather was getting colder and the leaves gradually turned yellow and fell. Without them realizing it, they had started wearing more clothes. Nothing major happened during this period. All students were following the routine of training. Under Casios supervision, Li Chu made considerable progress; every actual combat ranking had her around the fortieth place. Aside from Li Chu, Casio was also continuously assisting Jojo, who he had a good relationship with. Every afternoon when it was time for practical combat practice, he would choose to fight a few rounds with Jojo. After each fight, Casio would explain some combat essentials. Unfortunately, things like core bone were real. Some people could learn combat movements right away, while others couldnt grasp them even after three to five days. It wasnt that Jojo wasnt diligent or willing to learn, but the progress he was making couldnt keep pace with his efforts. He was always around the eightieth or ninetieth place in each practical combat ranking. Before, he was in the bottom, in the nineties. After Casios guidance and help, he managed to rise to the eighties, lingering in the median. However, his diligence in the past two months only got him this far. Creak. Casio pushed open the dormitory door, and before him was a world blanketed in silver. The ground, the roofs, the branches, all had a thin layer of light snow, and the flowers in the distance were even more vibrant. He stretched out his hand, and a translucent snowflake landed on his palm. In a moment, it melted into a droplet from the warmth of his hand. Phew Casio let out a long breath. November, half a year has passed without me realizing it There are only twenty-something days left. He took a few steps forward, and soon the sound of his footsteps crackled in the snow. The road was a bit slippery, but Casios steps remained steady. Whoosh! There was a sound from behind him. Casio, with his heightened senses, instinctively turned around and caught a snowball the size of a fist. Loose ice particles fell off, and a cold sensation spread through his palm. Looking up, Li Chu was smiling and waving her hand. Dont be so serious like an instructor all the time, come, lets have a snowball fight, she said. Am I usually very serious? Casio unconsciously touched his own chin, there was no stubble there yet. The direct training is about to start, lets play next time. As he said this, he took a few steps forward, then suddenly threw the snowball in his hand. Ouch! Li Chu was hit straight-on by the loose snowball. She shook the snow out of her hair and chased after him. Very well, Li Wei, you dare to sneak attack your elder sister! Stop right there! This isnt sneak attacking, its called tactics. Still trying to make excuses! In the snow, two thin rows of footsteps stretched into the distance. Chapter 17 - 17 017 Secret Martial Art_1 ?Chapter 17: 017 Secret Martial Art_1 Chapter 17: 017 Secret Martial Art_1 Today, Casio was extremely excited. In the corner, a silhouette was continuously throwing punches at the light yellow wooden stake. The thumping sounds of the punches resonated in the open sports field, causing a meticulous wrinkle to appear on the resilient leather surface. Bang! The impact sound suddenly increased, and the wooden stake trembled violently. The ripping sound of leather was mixed with the dull sound of striking wood. Casio withdrew his fist, and the tall wooden stake, originally fixed on the ground, tilted forward. The base that was embedded in the mud was turned upside down, taking with it a large pile of yellow soil. In the center of the brown leather, a vague fist mark punctured down, tearing apart all the surface protection. One hundred percent! Casio clenched his fist. Combat Movements (Advanced): 100.0% Workout Frame (Phase Two): 100.0% Explosive Skills (Speed): 100.0% Explosive Skills (Strength): 100.0% The toughest power-type explosive skill has also been completed. A new message appeared in the upper right corner of the vision. Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique: Advanced (two layers in total) Ha~ Casio looked up at the dim sky. He was now very happy, but his heart was mixed with a touch of confusion. The Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique that took more than five months to practice was finally completed. A hard-to-climb mountain peak was conquered, and Casio was lost without any target, a sense of confusion and fatigue rapidly entered his mind. Right, lets go ask Lixia first. He immediately put the wooden stake back in its place and quickly went to the cafeteria for dinner. ??Ten minutes later, a small sports field behind the hospital. Casio was sitting cross-legged on the ground, listening very seriously to Lixias explanation. The faint red light was shining through the branches on both of their faces. It looked like a set of irregular pale red grids. I mentioned some concepts vaguely to you before, and now since you want to know, let me explain them a little more in detail. Lixia thought for a moment and then said, The Hong Li Federation categorically divides fighting into five segments. Regardless of boxing, wrestling, fighting, or even swordsmanship, and archery. All go from the first segment to the fifth segment. Hmm. Casio nodded, listening attentively. However, this five-segment division doesnt have much to do with people like us. Although the fifth segment of fighting can be used in actual combat, it is mostly used in competitions, and we are purely aiming to kill. Lixias tone paused, and then continued, If we include the five fighting segments from the Federation, let me explain the three main layers to you in detail. First of all, of course, is the five fighting segments of the Federation, we often refer this level as enthusiasts or amateur level. A well-trained amateur can easily handle multiple opponents. Casio nodded. The second layer, knuckles, also known as the professional level. As the name suggests, its like our Wind Elephant Youth Training Camp. Disciples who are specially trained and master all the basic fighting techniques while also initially experimenting with the secret techniques of the Wind Elephant Class. Lixia looked at Casio in front of her and smiled, You are now at the middle of the knuckles level, after mastering the basic fighting techniques, we have yet to understand the secret martial art. Another point to note, the amateur level and the professional level have a certain overlap. Your current martial arts level in the middle of the professional level is equivalent to the peak of the fifth segment of the amateur level. Casio nodded again, with a thought unconsciously appearing in his heart: Can an amateur in the fifth segment temporarily avoid bullets? In front of him, Lixia continued. The third stage, is when we begin clearly surpassing the limit of the human body. The martial artist! Initially master the core secrets of martial arts, use secret techniques to train the physical body to a certain extent, perceive the circulation of blood in the body through the mind. Control the acceleration of the blood. There are three nodes in the human body, and once all are opened up, they can accelerate blood flow by four times, producing energy that surpasses human limits. Surpass human limits? Casio couldnt help but echo. Thats right, one can fight against hundreds. The fist can penetrate knuckle-thick metal armor, the senses are sharp, and the reaction speed can catch a flying sparrow. As Lixia was talking, she raised her hand, her fingers slowly closing towards her palm, and visible white airflow squeezed out from between her fingers. It was like a ripple of water spreading in the air. And all of this is based on Secret Martial Art She slowly stood up, gently pressing her hand on the tree trunk. The entire tree suddenly shook, and the already sparse leaves rustled down. Casio also stood up. He didnt care about the withered leaves falling on his head, instead, his eyes were fixed on the surface of the tree trunk. There, a palm print was deeply embedded. It was four to five centimeters deep and could sink a persons wrist into it. Sar?h the ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The inner wall of the pit was extremely smooth, as if it had been polished. Instructor! I want to learn the Secret Martial Art! Casio didnt hide his strong desire. Lixia smiled and then shook her head, I cant teach you yet. According to our organizations regulations, you must first become an official disciple and take an oath. And its only after the Master has assessed you over a period of time that you can learn the Secret Martial Art. This is the core of our organization, unlike the basic fighting technique I can teach however I want. But you dont need to worry, the final assessment of the Youth Training Camp will be in seven days. After the assessment, once the initiation ceremony is over, I will directly teach it to you, how about that? Thank you, Master. Knowing that it is impossible currently, Casio did not entangle more. After thinking for a moment, he said, Master, could you help me with something? ****************** Is this what you call asking for help? Why do I feel so awkward? Lixia shifted her feet a bit uncomfortably. Under the sunset, Casio lay straight on the ground. Lixia stood beside him, with one foot squarely on Casios chest. Instructor, Im serious. Casios eyes were very serious, he was simulating the moment when life and death hung in the balance. In reality, an antique commissioner from the Fire Deer Company was stepping on him. A gun was aimed at him, and the trigger was about to be pulled in an instant. Also, Instructor, could you step a little harder on me? Alright. Lixia nodded helplessly and stepped harder and harder. For the next half an hour, the two discussed for a long time in this strange posture. Casio continuously asked Lixia for ways to break the opponents attack and created a scenario. The scenario was if he was being stepped on by a person with a crossbow, and the arrow had already been aimed at his head, what should he do at this time? Lixia gradually discarded her embarrassment and discomfort and seriously explained to Casio how to break an opponents attack and demonstrated it on the spot. As it became dark, the additional learning time for the day had ended. After Instructor Lixia left, Casio was the only one left lying tiredly under the shade of the trees, and his chest was full of shoe marks. A series of footsteps approached from the distance. Casio opened his eyes and saw Li Chus upside-down face in his field of vision and an odd expression on her face. To survive, it was worth the embarrassment. Sister, you came just in time, come practice with me a few more times. Chapter 18 - 18 018 Man_1 ?Chapter 18: 018 Man_1 Chapter 18: 018 Man_1 Seven days flashed by and the final assessment of the Youth Training Camp had arrived. The assessment was divided into two parts. The first half was the Actual Combat Ranking, just like usual. The latter half was the assessment given by the teaching assistants. As the name suggests, it involved the camp trainees and formal disciples fighting each other. The weather was clear today, the sky appearing as pure as if it had been wiped clean by a cloth. The sunlight, unobstructed, fell directly on the spire of the Youth Training Camps dome-shaped building, bringing with it a vibrant reflection. The martial arts field. Two silhouettes entangled, one of them was repelled and defeated. It took several steps backward before coming to a halt. The winner, Li Wei. Upon hearing the announcement, Casio made his way down. Ten minutes later, he came to the center of the field again. He defeated his opponent in five seconds and then returned to his previous position amidst the announcement. His crisp and efficient performance attracted the attention of many onlookers. Naturally, the people from the Youth Training Camp knew him. However, among the five trainers, a thin old man with snow-white beard glanced over a few times, his face expressing keen interest. A moment later, Casio reentered the ring and defeated his opponent. Very good. The old man nodded in approval and then asked the trainers, What is the name of that youngster over there? His Basic Fighting Technique training is impressive. His moves are crisp and decisive. He paused in his speech and made a conclusion. His boxing style is ruthless, he must have reached the second level. His name is Li Wei, and hes under my supervision. Its true that his Basic Fighting Technique has reached the second level. I plan to accept him as my disciple once the training camp ends. Lixia said nervously. Whats the rush? Rest easy, I already have four disciples. I wont snatch him away from you. The old man shook his head with a faint smile. Ill believe you when hell freezes over. Lixia muttered in her heart. Samer, the deputy gate master of Wind Elephant Gate and a fourteenth-generation disciple, was their senior. His favorite pastime was choosing top-quality disciples. Li Weis core bone was above average, so theoretically, he should be safe. But given his outstanding performance, there was a chance that Samer might take an interest in him. Despite her confidence that even if Samer competed, Li Wei would choose her as his teacher, it was best to avoid complications. Eventually, Samer did not compete with Lixia for disciples. In fact, he had a candidate in mind from the moment he arrived. It was an extraordinary talent with a high-quality core bone. Hes always able to rank in the top five in the Actual Combat Ranking. From morning till afternoon, the final assessment of the Youth Training Camp came to an end. Casio had his ranking set precisely at twenty-five. His performance in the second round against the assistant was also standard. Based on his previous results, his final ranking should be around the twenties. Li Chu ranked thirty-nine in Actual Combat, and displayed consistent performance in the second stage. His final ranking is likely to be in the thirties. Despite Casios assistance, Jojo was still unable to pass the assessment. In all probability, she would rank between seventies and eighties. Two days later, in the spacious white hall of the Wind Elephant Gate. Fifty young boys and girls who had passed the assessment were standing quietly in the middle; they were bathed in warm golden sunshine. Before them, an old man with a goatee was reading an oath aloud. The content involved loyalty to the Wind Elephant Gate, not to reveal the core secret martial arts, and the consequences of betrayal. He spoke one line, and the students echoed one line. To you, we are the sixteenth generation of the Wind Elephant Gate. The continuation of our sect depends on a steady stream of fresh blood. You are the future of the Wind Elephant Gate! The old man finished with an emotional exhortation, and then announced dismissal. Casio followed his Teaching Assistant, Lixia, to a quiet room. The room was somewhat narrow, but very bright. The sunlight filtered through the window at the back, casting a square patch of golden light on the floor. Next to the golden square, Lixia and Casio were sitting cross-legged, facing each other. They were both dressed in light-yellow martial arts uniforms. Their sleeves were adorned with blue wind and cloud patterns. Now, you are the sixteenth official disciple of my Wind Elephant Gate. Next, I will impart to you the core secret martial arts Lixia spoke calmly, taking a book out from her bosom. Casios steady breathing unconsciously thickened a bit. I must make it clear in advance, the secret martial arts of our gate are absolutely not allowed to be disseminated! If discovered, the traitor will be sanctioned by the Wind Elephant Gate. This includes their parents, as well as their friends Lixias tone was remarkably cold and serious when she said this. I understand. Good, take this. Lixia placed the book in her hand on Casios lap and then stood up, left the quiet room and closed the door. Casio took a deep breath and opened the unmarked book. The aged pages came into view, full of drawn figures in various postures, with lengthy annotations on the side. When he quickly flipped to the end, he found that the rest of it was introducing a set of boxing methods. Each move was illustrated, even with accompanying human meridian charts. Looking at them gave a sense of oddity and a mystical aura. Casio sank into meditation, beginning to read each page from the start. This was the core secret martial arts of the Wind Elephant Gate, Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. The Wind Elephant Secret Martial art is divided into practice methods and attack methods. The practice method is called Elephant Soul Secret Art, a secret technique specifically designed to stimulate human physical activity and push the limits of the human body. It incorporates special movements, a breathing method, and plaster potions, all of which must be practiced simultaneously. Depending on the level of training, your skin will produce three different sensations: spikes, insect bites, and scorching winds. These are the three stages of the Elephant Soul Secret Art. Each time you reach a new stage, the practitioners physical quality will leap forward. There will be tremendous improvement in strength, speed, and defense. Beyond the practice method, there are also attack methods. The attacking method in Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art is the Wind Elephant Fist, which is also divided into three stages. Depending on the characteristics of each stage, they are named: Gale, Elephant Herd, and Wind Elephant. For example, the palm airflow demonstrated by Lixia to Casio is a characteristic of the Gale stage in Wind Elephant Fist. I wonder what level of Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art is required for the accelerated blood realm that Lixia the instructor mentioned? Closing the book, a hint of emotion appeared in Casios eyes. More than a hundred and sixty days of diligence finally paid off with the opportunity to touch the supernatural. The door to another world has finally opened a crack. It was difficult, but worth it. The sunlight outside the window became stronger, shining on Casios back, giving his skin a warm feeling. He took a deep breath, and exhaled. The next day, at the entrance of the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp. Li Chu stood in the shade of a tree, watching Casio and Jojo in the distance. Casio was patting Jojo on the shoulder, seemingly saying something, while Jojo had a large bundle of homecoming luggage on his back. After a while, Jojo left, laughing and waving his hand. Casio stood where he was until Jojo disappeared from his field of view. Little Wei, what did you two talk about? Li Chu asked curiously as she came over. She had noticed Casio giving something to Jojo. Casio shook his head: I gave him the pocket watch that Instructor Lixia gave me. I told him he could do what he wanted with it, even sell it for money. His family of eight, his father recently contracted a lung disease from the factory, he says he needs to go home and take up the burden of the family. Sear?h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Difficulties cannot stop a brave person And they certainly cant stop a real man wish him luck. Chapter 19 - 19 019 Goodbye_1 ?Chapter 19: 019 Goodbye_1 Chapter 19: 019 Goodbye_1 In the familiar quiet room that afternoon, a strong medicinal aroma lingered in the air. Casio was applying a black ointment all over his body. Thats right, according to the teachings of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art, he could not miss any place. Even though it was a bit embarrassing, he still adhered to it strictly. After a moment, Casios entire skin had turned a faint black. A refreshing feeling instantly flooded his mind. It was soothing to the senses, but the smell was particularly foul, reminiscent of the black mire dug out after the water recedes from a riverbed. It was potent and carried a strong earthly smell. Are you done? Lixias voice suddenly came from outside the door. Teacher, hold on, I havent put on my clothes yet! Casio quickly picked up his light yellow training suit from the floor and put it on. Im ready! he called out. With a creak, Lixia pushed the door and walked in. Open the window and let the room air out for five minutes. Otherwise, you wont be able to maintain your concentration when practicing the breathing method later. Yes. Casio immediately complied. A cool breeze blew in from the window. Five minutes later, the foul smell was gone from the room and from Casio himself. Starting from today, as your master, I will officially teach you the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. said Lixia, Tsk, why are you standing so far away from me? Come closer. Everyone goes through this, theres no need to feel embarrassed. By the way, have you applied it everywhere? I have covered everything Casio, with a completely black face, stretched the corner of his mouth. It felt increasingly cool as if he had applied Mentholatum. Is the medicinal effect starting to take effect? Then lets not waste any time and start with the special movements of the breathing method. Lixia quickly bypassed all superfluous chatter, produced a book that recorded the secret martial arts from her bosom, and began to explain the maneuvers and essentials to Casio. Fifteen minutes later, in a corner of the quiet room. Casio was half-squatting, his body leaning forward while standing on tiptoes, his head slightly drooping down. His hands were clasped together, as if he was engaged in devout prayer. Huffhuffhuff The tempo of his breathing rose and fell regularly, with the frequency of exhaling and inhaling divided into: three-one, two-one, one-one. Thus began the cycle, looping consistently. At this moment, Casio felt as if his whole body was immersed in a hot spring. The originally cool ointment was now radiating a warmth, that penetrated the skin, spreading into his muscles, skeleton, and meridians. The heat seemed to create a large source of warmth. Huh? He suddenly realized that the heat on the surface of his body, which formed countless stars, was suddenly gathering towards his heart. In the moment it formed a vortex, a burst suddenly splashed out. Boom! Casio only felt a buzz in his head, as his vision darkened and he blacked out momentarily. When he woke up, he found himself still in the original position. However, two streams of red blood flowed from his nostrils. What is Casio looked up in confusion, the words in the upper right corner suddenly jumped. Elephant Soul Secret Technique Fragment: Spike 5%Total of three layers The progress directly jumped to five percent of the first layer! And, what does this fragment behind the Elephant Soul Secret Technique mean? Casio sensed a little and received the residual information. Fragment, as the name implies. The Elephant Soul Secret Technique is not complete, there are three states, Spike, Insect Bite, and Burning Wind. First layer Spike, complete. Second layer Insect Bite, complete. The third layer Burning Wind, incomplete. Completion degree 55%. Is it to prevent the leakage of crucial levels? A way to maintain the loyalty of the core disciples. Or, does the Wind Elephant Gate only have two and a half layers of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique, and the core inheritance is incomplete? Casio quickly went through many thoughts in his mind. How was it? The stimulation of practicing the Elephant Soul Secret Technique for the first time is the strongest, and you can also gain great benefits. From the first day of practice to the tenth day is a period of rapid progress, cherish this time. Lixia said as she approached. Casio stood up, his expression still a little dazed. Alright, wipe your nosebleed, lets go eat. Yes. Casio made his way to the washroom to wipe his nosebleed, only to realize that the ointment on his skin was surprisingly gone. Only a faintly scented, transparent layer remained. Much like the sun protection cream that beauty-conscious girls in his previous life would apply, you wouldnt notice the thin film unless you looked very carefully. Quite convenient Casio muttered to himself. He took off his upper body clothing, standing in front of a clear and smooth mirror. Chest muscles, abs, obliques, biceps. Rugged but not exaggerated, prominent but not protruding. Overall, theres a streamlined sensation, muscles firm yet elastic. From a skinny bamboo pole to a body as refined as a cheetah. All in all, Casio took roughly six months. Using his hand to tap his sturdy chest, he felt the muffled thumping. He had a realized a mysterious confidence in the face of crisis. No one can take my life. Li Wei! Sigh, here we go! Days went by, just as Lixia had said, the first ten days were the fastest phase in cultivating the Elephant Soul Secret Technique. During these ten days, Casio was progressing at a rate of one percent a day. Every night, he could dream of his bones growing snap by snap; every day, he could feel his muscle lines getting tighter. His physical quality improved bit by bit. In the meanwhile, Lixia taught Casio the Wind Elephant Fist, the secret martial art of the Wind Elephant. It was explicitly the advanced version of the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique, all the basic movements could be found in the martial art. However, the moves of the Wind Elephant Fist were more complicated and of a higher rank, heavy with explosive techniques. Without a body unlike ordinary humans, its use was impossible. So, the Elephant Soul Secret Technique is the root and the Wind Elephant Fist is the branch. The priority is usually Elephant Soul Secret Technique first. Casio trained hard and in a blink of an eye, fifteen days passed. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 15.5% (total three layers) Wind Elephant Fist Broken: Gale 5.6% (total three layers) As expected, being a fighting system, the Wind Elephant Fist was as incomplete as the Elephant Soul Secret Technique, lacking a part of the third layer. However, this had no effect on Casio, who just began his cultivation. As the sun set, there was incredibly stunning rosy clouds hovering in the sky. For an instant, the sky was dyed deep red; the slow moving clouds were like a vast Red Ocean. In front of the cafeteria, on the neat empty ground. Little Wei, we decided, in half a month we will ask for leave to go home, we will visit our mother. Li Chu sighed and added, I wonder if someone is watering the Chinese parasol tree at home Okay. Casio stood next to Li Chu, his shadow stretched out. Little Wei, it seems like you have already grown taller than me. Li Chu lifted his hand and measured the height of the two with surprise. Seems so. Casio lifted his head, his face glowing in dull red. Little Wei The two of them just walked, one asking a question and the other answering it. Until they reached an intersection, then they stopped. Little Wei, do you have anything bothering you today? You can tell me, dont keep it all to yourself, it feels terrible. Li Chu looked up, a worried expression on her pale face. Sis, theres nothing. Can I hug you? Sigh Of course. Li Chu was taken aback, then she opened her arms and embraced Casio, her right hand patting Casios back from time to time, just like a mother comforting a crying child, warm and gentle. At the same time, Casio also patted Li Chus back: Im sorry. What did you say? Nothing. sea??h th NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Both of them separated and walked towards different paths. Li Chu waved and laughed in his direction: See you tomorrow. With his back to Li Chu, Casio lifted his fist: Goodbye Chapter 20 - 20 020 Explosives_1 ?Chapter 20: 020 Explosives_1 Chapter 20: 020 Explosives_1 In a room reserved for formal disciples. Casio lay on the ground, feeling the chill rising from the solid stone slab. He shifted his body, beginning to search for sensation. The room was dim, the curtains already drawn. He took a deep breath, with the last remaining scale in the upper right corner reduced to a mere trivial point. Hum Its coming! Casios brain swayed, holding his breath in an instant. Around him, the pale red curtains, wooden tables and chairs, and the dim room began to fade in a bizarre way. It was as if an oil painting by a painter on a wooden rack was suddenly doused with water. All the colors mixed and fell together in a flash. Shaking, spinning, trembling! Despite the discomfort, Casio forced himself to open his eyes wide. At this moment, his mind was extremely focused. Pat, as if some layer of membrane was punctured by something. The blurry senses became clear again. Poor bug Bang! It wasnt the sound of a gunshot but the sound of a fist swinging and colliding! Ah!!! The expression of the Antique Commissioner named William twisted as he clutched his wrist, with a lump protruding from his skin; his right hand was dislocated! On the ground, a black handgun lay quietly. Where is he!? He swallowed the severe pain and looked down, only to find that Casio, who had been under his foot, had disappeared. Sam, help me William turned his head, his face changing dramatically because there was an extra silhouette behind his companion. Ka-chak! Two robust arms reached out from the darkness. And in the blink of an eye, twisted Sams neck. Damn! William spun around and fled wildly, making a fish leap towards the ground, trying to pick up the gun with his intact left hand. Thud! William flew out quickly, rolling back and forth on the ground. He felt his chest creaking, a pain transmitting from the bones to the muscles, his rib was definitely broken! Cough, cough, cough! William coughed violently, suddenly noticing a black shoe stepping on his wound. Following that, it ground forcefully and heavily. Ah William flailed his arms, he was in so much pain he wanted to curl up, but he couldnt. Even his pupils were somewhat distracted. Now its your turn to be scared. Above his head, a deep voice echoed. William forced his eyes open, the tears squeezed out by the pain blurred his vision. All he could see was a blurry tall figure looking down at him, the hazy scene silently stern. Is he going to kill me?! Yes, I was just mocking him, taunting him, wanting to kill him. Of course, he wants me dead! Hes just responding to previous insults and taunts William blinked hard, the thought of death made him fear uncontrollably. When he pointed a gun at others and issued death warrants, he was arrogant and rampant. But now that it was his turn to be stepped on, his mind was filled with fear. Without his control, William started to tremble all over. Seems like the one whos scared pissless isnt me, its you. You poor, pathetic thing, Im sending you to meet the great Hong Li right now. At this moment, Casio repeated all the words William had once told him, uttering them with a calm, confident tone. This confident declaration heightened Williams fear, and he screamed, No, you cant kill me! Fire Deer Bam! A brutal straight punch brutally slammed down. Hmph! S~ea??h the ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Bam! Another punch. Heh Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam Casio straightened up and stood, blood dripping from his fists hanging at his sides. Williams face was a bloody mess on the floor; he was no longer breathing. Ha Casio exhaled and chuckled. The Sword of Damocles, which had been hanging nearly two hundred days over his head, finally broke. He walked a few steps forward, wiped the blood spatter off on Williamss clothes, then picked up the handgun from the ground using the clothing as a barrier. Aftersome consideration, he shot both William and Sam with it. The shooting was at close range, into the temple, and the blood poured out. After some shots, Casio tossed the gun into the corner. It wasnt that he didnt want to use a more powerful firearm, but that he hadnt had professional training. In an emergency, his fists would be of more use. It took him quite a while to aim at the two corpses with the gun just now. In the dim tunnel, the air was heavy and nauseating, filled with dust mixed with the smell of blood, giving a vivid unpleasant sensation. Casio weighed the pendant in his hand. It was a pure white ivory pendant that had saved his life C this antique. With the pendant around his neck, Casio scanned the surroundings. He was at the end of a long corridor, behind him was a hall of ruins filled with faded murals. A pile of rubble lay on the floor where he had accidentally broken a stone pillar. Hmm? Casio walked a few steps into the hall. He discovered a metallic object exposed in the middle of a pile of loose rocks. Pushing the rocks aside, he saw that it was a mask. Could this also be an antique imbued with obsession? A thought flickered in Casios mind as he flipped the mask back and forth. To his surprise, the back of the mask was also a face. This mask was not for wearing, but merely an ornament. Just as he was about to examine it further, the mask in his hand cracked with a snap and fell to pieces on the ground. What a pity Casio shook his head, not just because the mask had shattered, but also because it didnt contain any obsession. It lacked that bitter taste in his mouth he got when he held the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant. A few minutes later, a silhouette silently advanced through the dim tunnel. Suddenly, he stopped, glancing left. A corpse with gray hair lay on the ground at the fork in the road; its hair was dyed red with blood. It was Casios professor from Zexi University, and also the leader of this archaeological expedition. After a deep look, Casio didnt stop. His first priority was to leave this underground relic. No one could guarantee that the Fire Deer Antique Company hadnt stationed more people outside. If they sensed something was wrong and sent more a team down, Casio had no confidence in his ability to fight off firearms. Especially not several distant enemies wielding firearms. Martial arts was not omnipotent, and flesh could not withstand gunpowder bullets. At least not until he had perfected a secret martial art. Guided by his previous memory, he quickly ran up through the dim tunnel towards the ground. The sound of his footsteps echoed off the cave walls. Thump! Thump! Thump! Swoosh! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Casio suddenly stopped. He could vaguely hear the sound of gunshots and fighting. A negligible distance further, he suddenly heard a mans roar. Shadow Demon! You monsters can go to hell! Amen! The next moment, there was a violent shake, and the whole tunnel began to sway. The sound of one explosion after another reverberated in Casios ears. Someone set up explosives outside! Boom, the stone wall tunnel collapsed. Chapter 21 - 21 021 Funeral_1 ?Chapter 21: 021 Funeral_1 Chapter 21: 021 Funeral_1 The Klamora Mountains forest was dense. The twilights glow sprinkled on the mountainside, mixing red and green hues. A gust of wind blew, causing a wave-like motion in the sea of trees. The sounds echoed like waves, from afar to near, from near to far, drowning the chirping of the birds. Sar?h the N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Boom! A series of violent explosions erupted from mid-mountain. It was clearly visible, with dirt and dust spurting towards the sky. Not until it reached several meters high did it finally fall into the sea of trees. Halfway up the mountain, a steep slope collapsed, as if gnawed away. What happened?! Was there a thunderstorm?! It seems to be coming from the mountain In a village several miles away from the foot of the mountain, villagers heard the echoing sound in the sky and paused to gaze into the distance. A minute later, the ruins were covered by soil and stones. The air was filled with the unpleasant scorched smell after the explosion, while nearby trees fell one after another, some of which were directly blown into pieces. Nearly seven or eight acres of land were swept empty by the explosive collapse. At the edge of the explosion zone, several battered corpses lay on the ground or hang on trees. Their obviously burnt ragged clothes were torn and mixed with bloody mud, darkening slightly. The surrounding was deadly quiet, even the usual chirping of birds in the forest was gone, scared off by the explosion. Click click click Bang! Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the soil. Two minutes later. Cough cough cough cough cough cough Casio was kneeling on the ground, his hands hanging down, and his hair full of dirt. He was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling. He almost suffocated to death instead of being crushed by the collapsed ruins. The tunnel collapsed and a large area of the ruins was covered with dirt. He was lucky that a corner formed a small space for him to hide, and he struggled his way out by digging through the soil. Moreover, Casio had to thank his robust body with excellent endurance and strength. His six months of hard training had not been in vain. The sky was yellowish, and the ground was faintly reddish. Casio stood by a large tree, looking at the corpse on the ground. He squatted down and picked up a badge nearby. It was a pure white shield-shaped badge with a light gold grain pattern around the edge, and a black cross sword in the middle. The tip of the sword was embedded in a demons head with horns. On the back were neatly arranged small letters. Hunter? said Casio, reading out the words. After putting the badge back, he glanced at the handgun tightly held by the corpse. It was a large-caliber firearm as dark as ink. Its edge was not streamlined but heavily angular. It was almost as long as half a forearm. Several silver letters were on the right side of the gun. Ebony. Its an organization, not a shadow demon, but those who planted the bomb. Casio stood up with a frown. The situation became confusing. This archaeological plan led by the government seemed to be far from as simple as it appeared. The shadow demons, Fire Deer Antique Company, and even Fengnan City Government were all pondered by Casio, with a plethora of doubts crowding his mind. Forget it, lets leave here first. He glanced around and couldnt help but feel a sense of thrill. Staying here would offer no guarantee of security. Casio turned around and left. Half an hour later, the ground mixed with dirt and stones suddenly cracked open, and a twisted human form crawled out from inside. Only a little more, just a little more. The figure changed rapidly, finally morphing into the physique of a robust adult male. Everything seemed normal except for the shadow on the ground that writhed and squirmed, as alive and unnerving as a creature itself. The man stood still at his location for a moment before stepping forward to leave. Hmm? He stopped in his tracks and looked down. A smile suddenly sprouted on his face. Another companion is about to appear praise be ****************** Hong Li Federation Date of 156 years, 4th June, Wind, Light Rain. Fengnan City, North District Cemetery, was hosting a large funeral, where seven coffins were to be buried. The sky was overcast today, a blanket of grey clouds permeating the entire field of view. There was no sight of the sun, only a pervasive haze. It was as if the sky had been smeared with a dirty, dust-laden rag. The cemeterys trail was muddy, with occasional tracks of passing vehicles. A few trees were scattered here and there around the pathway. In the distance lay a large green graveyard, littered with grey tombstones. These were the last traces left behind by the deceased. In the heart of the graveyard, hymns echoed from a small church with a pointed spire. The walls of the church were gray, and the tiled roof was damp and dripping. Ding! The church bell echoed across the cemetery. After prayers, the sign of the cross, and the sprinkling of holy water, seven coffins were placed in their respective graves, as their grieving relatives comforted one another. Soon after, white flowers adorned the front of each tombstone. The priest, holding the scriptures, was spellbound in whispered prayer. On the extreme side of seven coffins, only two people stood in front of one tombstone C a priest and an old man with white hair, leaning on his walking stick. The atmosphere was quieter than a whisper. The old man looked at the tombstone three meters away, which read, Casio Kaneki. Born in 131, Died in 156. As the priest continued to read the scripture in a somber tone, Our Father in heaven hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Casio cough, cough, cough The old man burst into a fit of coughing. From afar, behind the churchs surrounding wall, a silhouette in a black overcoat and hat watched the scene unfold. I cant believe Im watching my own funeral Casio murmured. His gaze followed a hunched figure trudging on the muddy trail. As the elder slipped and fell at a distance, Casio wanted to rush over, but he held back. Moments later, a group of people came to help. They moved on until their figures finally disappeared from Casios sight. Damn it! He punched the wall in frustration, swearing. Casio wanted to reveal himself, to tell the old headmaster he wasnt dead, so he wouldnt have to grieve and affect his health and mood. However, the whole thing was overly convoluted. The bizarre archaeological event, the sudden betrayal of the Fire Deer Antique Company, the conflict and explosion between two unidentified organizations, and the suspiciously rapid funeral proceedings of the Fengnan City government. All of this was too suspicious. Until he could clear everything up, Casio dared not show himself. He was afraid that the matter might involve the old headmaster. If everyone thought Casio Kaneki was dead, then it was better to let Casio Kaneki stay dead. Casio lowered his hat brim, turned silently, and left. From today on, my name shall be Li Wei Chapter 22 - 22 022 Shadow_1 ?Chapter 22: 022 Shadow_1 Chapter 22: 022 Shadow_1 Casio has money, but not much. Most of these large, yellowish federal bills were pilfered from that antique commissioner named William. It has to be said, this indeed solved some of his urgent financial issues C meal expenses, accommodation, transportation He was busy from morning to afternoon. Finally, he checked into a secluded inn where they did not ask for identification. Standing by a second-floor window, Casio glanced down at the wet street below. There were two or three men wearing cheap shirts, chatting and joking around under their umbrellas. As for the wide street on the left, he could faintly discern female students wearing crisp white dresses. Holding up the long hem of their lace skirts, they walked with little steps, their white uniformed legs wrapped in recently popular silk stockings attracting attention. Moss piled up in the corners, while ivy covered in dew decorated the wall, only occupying a small section. Feeling the cool breeze on his face, Casio bit into the sandwich in his hand. Only now could he consider it as having lunch, despite the fact that it was almost dusk. The entire afternoon was spent arranging his false identity, a brown paper booklet. In this era, getting a false identity wasnt particularly difficult. Especially if you were willing to pay without hesitation, it could be drafted by evening. Every city has people who specialize in such work. After eating his sandwich in two bites, Casio glanced at the brown wooden box on the bed which contained some living supplies he had bought. He had to stay at this inn for the night and could only use his false identity to buy a train ticket to Baichuan City tomorrow. Its more than six hundred kilometers away from Fengnan City, almost covering two-thirds of North Flow Country, the train journey would take a day and a half. Casio had visited Baichuan City on a trip once, during an event held by Zexi University. He had stayed there for more than two weeks so he was familiar with the city. Anyway, leaving Fengnan City was the priority. Walking to the bedside to pour himself a glass of water, Casio glanced at the second-hand watch on his wrist C it was 5:21. Nine more minutes until 5:30, almost time. He walked to the coat rack and casually donned his black coat and hat. Just as he was about to leave, he picked up an umbrella. Once he was ready, he made his way downstairs. At the front desk of the inn, a balding old man was dozing off. Casio took a look and walked out under his umbrella. The rain wasnt heavy outside, but it was like wet silver gray spider webs, and the sky was gloomy like old peeling roof tiles. The atmosphere was inexplicably irritable and oppressive. The rain was almost silent as it fell onto his umbrella. Casio followed the street and made four or five turns. Eventually, he stopped in a secluded alley. There was already a man waiting for him with an umbrella. Youre here? The man slightly lifted the edge of his umbrella. Behind the thick glasses on his nose was a face full of stubble. Im here, do you have the stuff? Casio was straightforward. I do, wheres the money? The man slipped his hand into his pocket and quickly pulled out a brown booklet, a freshly made false identity. This is the rest of it. Casio pulled out several large bills from his pocket and the two men quickly exchanged items. Check it out, does it meet your requirements? The stubbled man flicked the banknote, scrutinizing the anti-counterfeiting proof. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. A few minutes later, Casio nodded with satisfaction. Pleasure doing business. Pleasure doing business. The two men shook hands and then parted ways. As expected, professionals do work quickly. While walking down the alley, Casio pulled out his fake identity from his pocket. The cover was a brownish plastic, prominently displaying several characters. Inside were five yellow sturdy pages. It faintly gave off a fresh ink scent. The first page bore a familiar name: Li Wei. Casio placed the certificate back into his pocket. As his path was blocked by a puddle, he moved to the sidewalk. The streetlight on his right side was already on, casting its warm yellow light. There werent many pedestrians on the street. Only the wet stray cats hiding under the eaves periodically cried out, their bodies trembling. Its so quiet. Casios previously heavy mood lifted slightly. Unbeknown to him, at some point, the shadows projected on the left wall began to subtly contort. The black vortex was like a multitude of blinking eyes. An eerie air of horror gradually filled the scene. The shadow that was moving in sync with Casios steps started to falter as though it couldnt keep pace with him. As if, after being walked around a corner where there was no streetlight, Casios shadow disappeared. It was replaced by the silhouette of a man following him. The figure raised his head, identical to Casio C even the clothes and umbrella were the same. The shadow was alive! It was a duplicate of Casio! Under the gloomy sky, on the dim pavement, two identically dressed shadows walked with the same rhythm. Not even the glow from the streetlights could reveal their own shadows. Suddenly, the figure behind trembled, as if it broke loose from the mimicry of the original body, and charged forward. His facial expression looked fierce, just like an evil spirit. ! Not until that moment did Casio notice someone was rushing from behind. With an explosive technique, he rapidly turned around and threw a punch. Thud! The punch landed on the face of the shadow. Facial muscles rippling, his teeth cracked under the pressure. A gush of mixed saliva and blood spurting out of his mouth, it also includes three or four broken teeth. The shadow was sent flying by the punch, grunting as it landed in a puddle, splashing water everywhere. Ah!!! It groaned in pain on the ground. How can you be so much stronger!? We are supposed to be the same! What? Casio dropped his umbrella and headed straight towards him. He grabbed the person on the ground and hoisted him up. The two stood erect, face-to-face. Impossible!!! They both voiced their disbelief at the same time. Casios heart sank. The person standing in front of him was identical to himself C in features, demeanor, even body type! On the other hand, the shadow was also shocked. Because he noticed a severe issue! The original host was half a head taller than him. His body was also much bigger, and the trapezius muscle beside the neck was particularly distinct. His overall shape suggested a firm body under the shirt which was consistent with a regular gym-goer. Did I not duplicate properly?! The downsized copy swallowed the blood in his mouth and involuntarily took a few steps back under Casios gaze. Chapter 23 - 23 023 Freebie Cheats_1 ?Chapter 23: 023 Freebie Cheats_1 Chapter 23: 023 Freebie Cheats_1 Who are you?! Casios eyes widened. Unexpectedly, the imposter immediately dashed towards a corner. Five seconds later, he was apprehended by Casio, his throat clasped by a muscular arm. He was forcibly pulled into a nearby alcove. Heh heh heh . . . The imposters throat emitted a wheezy, broken sound. Speak! What exactly are you?! Although Casio apprehended the imposter, a chill of terror still ran down his spine. Hed noticed the absence of his own shadow! Hee hee hee. The only response from the imposter was a cold laugh. Suddenly, Casio felt the other him in his grip grow bigger, taller and stronger. This was immediately followed by violent struggling, the imposter violently elbowing back. The blow landed hard on Casios belly with great strength. Casio grunted, determination flaring in his eyes. His right hand tightened, the trained muscles in his arm as hard as steel. With a pull from his left hand, exerting force in one direction. Ugh! The imposters eyes widened immediately, his hands abandoning their attack to desperately try to pull the arm locked around his neck. Fingernails pierced deep into Casios flesh, fresh blood mixed with rainwater, dropping onto the street below. Who would have thought that one day I would kill myself with my own hands! Casio grunted as he pulled his arm upward. The imposters body jerked twice before going still. Casio, not entirely convinced, maintained the grip for more than a minute ensuring the imposter wouldnt wake up. Huh! Huh! Ha . . . In a gloomy alleyway corner, a man and a corpse slumped against the wall. Raindrops like cobwebs fell on the pitch-black hair. Casio lifted his head, giving the deep grey sky a vacant look. He had killed someone, another version of himself. Inexplicably, a sense of panic welled up inside Casio. After a moment, he shoved aside the confusion and was replaced by ruthlessness. His current situation was far from safe, Casio needed tusks and strength to protect himself. Anyone looking to harm him would pay the price, be it human or not. With clarity in thought, Casio returned to his senses. He quickly surveyed his surroundings. Due to the rain, the streets were deserted. I need to deal with the body quickly! He looked down only to see that the corpse was dissolving in a bizarre manner, transforming into a blurry and writhing shadow. In a swish, the shadow returned to Casio. In an instant, a flood of information surged into his mind. He had been parasitised! sea??h th N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. In those ancient ruins. At the moment when he was forced to lean against the broken stone column. The parasite was something called a shadow demon, where it came from and the reason for its parasitism, Casio did not know. He only knew that shadow demon had a mysterious logic and function. A Shadow Demon, as the name implied, was a creature that dwelled in shadows. After a certain period, the demon would clone the host from the previous day. Mastery of Physical Body, muscle memory through training, even combat techniques would be perfectly etched. The host, on other hand, would have only one more day of combat experience and techniques. A desperate battle would ensue, if the host dies, the demon takes over the body. If the Shadow Demon is killed, the host will acquire all the combat techniques, experience, and physical strength from themselves a day ago. This was as if all your efforts doubled! It sounded wonderful, but defeat would result in immediate death. The memory, personality, and physical body would all be replaced by the Shadow Demon. A key point was that the Shadow Demon wouldnt be finished with just one death, it had nine lives. Only after defeating it nine times could one completely shake off its parasitic hold. If you could win against a demon with a probability of one in two, then the probability of winning nine times in a row would be one in five hundred. In reality, this probability would only be lower. Because many people who were parasitized by shadow demons did not know and were directly ambushed and killed the first time the shadow demon appeared. The demons viciousness and cunning was more suited to fighting than most people. Out of five thousand or even ten thousand individuals, perhaps only one parasite host can shake off the demon. It was a chance filled with despair. But . . . Casio touched the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant, his expression strange. If he remembered correctly, during the entry into the Era of Retrospection, the outside world remained still. When he returned to reality, the gains of several months or years of training would be immediately reflected on his body, much like the time in the ruins. So . . . was he the natural predator of the Shadow Demon? From the first manifestation of the Shadow demon, every subsequent manifestation was fixed. The second manifestation was after a month, the third was two months later, and so on. A total duration of thirty-six months, a total of three years. For example, Casios next face-off with the demon manifestation was on the 4th of July at 6 pm. He could choose any point between 6 pm on 3rd July to 6 pm on 4th July. It didnt need to be too early or late. At that point in time, Casio would choose to retrospect. As such, when the shadow demon manifested at 6 pm on July 4, it would be faced with a Casio completely different from itself, a Casio who had the benefit of several more months or years of cultivation! Being the stronger, Casio would fight a weakened version of himself that was clearly at a disadvantage. The shadow demon wouldnt even have a chance. At this thought, Casio blinked. Somehow, he seemed to have obtained an unexpected advantage. Taking a deep breath, Casio grew alert again. Earlier, hed assumed the perfect scenario, but there were several loopholes. The primary issue was the recently awakened Retrospective Ability, it could absorb Obsession Energy from Legendary Antiques and retrospect to that era. But the Retrospective Ability needed to consume Obsession Energy, consumed one at a time. The Obsession Energy in the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant was gone, Casio needed to find new antiques implying Obsession Energy. Secondly, retrospecting to the memory of the antiques original owner. Casio must complete the original owners obsession; otherwise, the results could not be brought back. In such a case, he would be equally matched with the Shadow Demon. The road ahead was not all rosy, there were many hidden potholes and falling rocks on the way up the mountain. He couldnt be complacent from the start. Brave the hardships, savour the success. The wound has healed. In the rain-soaked alleyway, Casio glanced at his arm. The scratch marks that had been previously made had all healed up. Even more, he could feel that his skin was now stronger than before, his muscular lines now more robust and powerful. He flexed his body and felt an immediate increase in his strength, his physique looking more rugged. It appeared as though he had shot up several centimetres in height. Calming his mind, a steady stream of combat techniques flooded his mind. That was the memory of a person identical to him, training for six months. The results were now all layered onto Casio. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike at 27.6% (divided into three parts) Wind Elephant Fist incomplete: Gale at 9.9% (divided into three parts) Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique: Chapter 24 - 24 024 Baichuan City_1 ?Chapter 24: 024 Baichuan City_1 Chapter 24: 024 Baichuan City_1 Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique: Limit (Total of three levels) Unexpectedly, the original two-level Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique had changed to three levels, with the term advanced replaced by limit. As Casio focused his mind, numerous basic movements flowed through his mind like a stream, forming a clear image. With further thought, even visual images flashed before his eyes, demonstrating the standard actions for each move. His mastery of the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique skyrocketed, reaching a whole new level. Casio had a feeling that if he were to study the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Arts using his Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique at the third level of limit, it would probably bring about remarkable efficiency. If the roots of a tree are strong and well-established, the branches and leaves will grow faster and become more abundant. As he was lost in thought, rain drizzled from above, and Casio quickly found his clothes soaked. He looked up at the sky. Rainwater fell like a spiders web. Up there was a vast, profound black cloud layer, where thunder boomed like a cannon and lightning streaked across the sky. Sarch* The N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Time to return to the inn, he thought. Casio checked the fake ID in his coat pocket, then picked up his wide-brimmed hat and the umbrella that had been swept away. He turned and walked away, slowly disappearing into the drizzling rain. A day later, at the train station north of Fengnan City. A large flat-roofed building shrouded in the morning fog seemingly appeared and disappeared. In addition to this, there was a long rectangular station platform where dozens of passengers with suitcases were waiting for the trains arrival. A harsh whistle sounded in the distance, and a dark green train puffed black smoke as it approached. The trains headlights managed to pierce through the fog, as though an approaching meteor. The fog was squeezed aside by the approaching train. All passengers stepped back. A middle-aged bald man bumped into someone and quickly turned around. Behind him was a man who almost reached six feet in height, dressed in the black coat that was common among morning passengers: a wide-brimmed hat. His luggage in hand, the man wore a serious expression. Sorry about bumping into you, the middle-aged man quickly apologized No problem. Casio moved sideways to reveal a black rectangular iron pillar that supported the roof behind him. Over here! Over here! All aboard! A conductor in a blue uniform disembarked from the train and shouted loudly. Immediately, passengers dressed in coats and trench coats gathered around. Holding their suitcases, they began to form a queue to board the train. Check your tickets to make sure youre boarding the right train! And keep an eye on your luggage, and your children! The conductor yelled a few more times. In the crowd, Casio glanced at his watch: 7:05. Board the train. The conductor patted the painted train body. Picking up his suitcase, Casio headed straight on board. His seat was by the window, offering a view of the scenery outside. The white window curtain had been tied to one side, and the window pane was foggy. The train started to gradually speed up, white steam billowing from the top of the carriage, the wheels began to spin faster on the rails. He wiped the condensation from the window with his hand, and the view outside became clear. Ahead, tree after tree sped by as if they were fleeting rays of light. Behind him, the sporadic lights of Fengnan City gradually receded. Casio watched deeply for a moment. He would be back ****************** Half a month later in Baichuan City, North Flow Country. Snowflake Middle School ranked fourth in the province and first in Baichuan City, housing both middle and high school students. With strong teaching staff and numerous students, Snowflake Middle School not only worked to improve academic performance, but also actively developed students extracurricular interests. Surrounding the school, apart from the food and entertainment businesses, were various sports venues. From basketball, baseball and swimming to even archery and fencing. Snowflake Middle School covered a large area, consisting of sports fields, grasslands, and over a dozen new buildings. Each building followed consistent architecture patterns, all of them teaching buildings for the school. Behind the teaching district, there were many similar buildings. Together, these facilities constituted the best-funded and highest ranked middle school of Baichuan City. Next to a circular flower bed stood a tall teaching building with white walls and a blue roof. The sounds of teachers lectures could be heard constantly from within, interspersed with the occasional student being called on to answer questions. Very well, lets turn to page 107 in our textbooks and continue on to the next chapter International Situation and World Pattern. Everyone, you may start by reading this section. In the first classroom on the third floor near the stairs, a middle-aged teacher with glasses placed the textbook on the table. He turned around to pick up the chalk, and rapidly sketched a very standard looking map of the world on the blackboard C with all the major countries marked and the oceans indicated in the empty spaces. With a click, the teacher put down the chalk. The Hong Li Federation has a history of 156 years since its founding till now. From its inception, our Hong Li Federation has been one of the worlds three major powers! Everyone, please take a look here. The middle-aged teacher pointed at a section of the map. This was a huge coastal nation, shaped like a hand grenade with a small dent in the middle. This was the map of the Hong Li Federation, whose area was massive C roughly the size of two fifths of a vast continent. This particular continent was known as the North Reef Continent. Further south was another continent of almost equal magnitude known as the South Reef Continent. An immense, flat nation, the United States of Yana, occupied the eastern part of South Reef Continent. To the east of the North and South Reef Continents, an enormous landmass existed. This landmass, known as the Star Blue Rock Continent, was almost three quarters the size of the two Reef continents combined. The Star Blue Empire, the worlds largest country, had a landmass on this continent. It was a quarter larger than the Hong Li Federation and around a third larger than the United States of Yana. There are also some small islands that could be depicted on the map surrounding the continents. The teacher introduced each one, consuming half of the class time. In the classroom by the window, in the second last row: A brown-haired, handsome boy was flipping through his textbook absentmindedly. His attention seemed to waver between the blackboard and the view outside the window, clearly not focused on the lecture. Phil, the teachers calling you. His desk-mate suddenly nudged him with his elbow. Phil abruptly snapped back to attention and hurriedly stood up. With a quiet prompt from his desk-mate, he managed to fumble through the question. Phew Milo, thank you. Phil sat back down. Why have you been so distracted lately? Milo, a freckle-faced boy, lowered his voice and asked Phil. Sigh, Im about to be kicked out of the Combat Club. I ranked among the last three in the last hand-to-hand combat practice. If that happens again, Id have to leave the Combat Club. Phil sighed regretfully, lamenting not just the loss of the club but also the potential loss of Tifa, the Senior Sister from the Combat Club. That had been his initial reason for joining the Combat Club. Chapter 25 - 25 He is called Li Wei_1 ?Chapter 25: He is called Li Wei_1 Chapter 25: He is called Li Wei_1 Its easy, just learn a few moves from the masters outside the school. As long as youre willing to pay, youll see results quickly. Milo said. Red Tower Street? Yes. Are you familiar with that place? Ive never been to Red Tower Street. If you treat me to a meal, I will be. You little rascal. Phil chuckled and punched Milo lightly. Stop talking and pay attention! The teacher on the platform was still writing on the blackboard, without turning back, he said. Ahem, ahem. Both raised their heads and pretended to listen to the class. Phil made an OK gesture behind his textbook. Milo on the left gave a thumbs up in return. Ding dong ding dong, the school bell echoed throughout the campus. In a moment, students wearing all kinds of clothes poured out from the teaching building. Snowflake Middle School has its own school uniforms, and the designs are quite nice. But the school does not forcefully stipulate that uniforms must be worn on campus, so everyone is very casual about it. Phil, do you want to go for BBQ? Oh, Milo, youre here too? Lets go for BBQ together, there are seven or eight of us. Not far away, a redhead boy carrying a black backpack waved. Beside him were some other classmates, three boys and four girls. One of the beautiful girls named Yuffie was considered the most attractive in class. She was wearing a lake-blue dress, which highlighted her slender waist. Her face and the exposed skin on her arms were creamy white and delicate. Her long black hair tied into a braid hung on one side, and she looked pure and elegant. A gentle breeze blew, and she occasionally tucked her hair behind her ear. Yuffie indeed attracted boys of this age, and nearby boys occasionally cast discreet glances at her. What do you think? Are you coming or not? The redhead boy waved his hand. Lets pass on it, Milo and I have something else to do. Well plan again next time, okay? Phil gave Milo a nudge and started to walk away. After walking past Shade Avenue and around the circular flower garden, the two finally left the school gate. At this point, Milo could not help but speak up. Phil, why didnt we agree to go for the BBQ with them? We rarely get to see Yuffie hang out with us. Milo ran his fingers through his hair and glanced back at the avenue. In the distance was a small group of seven or eight people, laughing and joking. Yuffie? Shes not our senior Tifa, whats so special about her? Phil shifted his black shoulder bag from his left side to his right. But Yuffie is much prettier than Tifa. Yes, but I never said that I like Tifa because of her looks Phil took a step forward with his shoulder bag: Ah, anyway, its no use explaining to you, lets go. The two first had dinner nearby, then headed towards Red Tower Street. Both Phil and Milo were first-year students at Snowflake Middle School, age 16. One joined the schools combat club and the other joined the schools fencing club. Milos family is neither rich nor poor. Phils family runs a company and has businesses in several cities around. So usually, when they go out to eat, Phil pays with his allowance, and wherever they go to play, Phil pays the fees. Were finally here. Phil finished his cold drink in one gulp and tossed it into the trash can. He glanced at the scene ahead. The red and yellow afternoon sunlight bathed the stone road, and looking at an angle, there was a hint of reflection in his eyes. The grass by the roadside was tinged with a layer of golden-red, and a few people were hanging lanterns on the trees, as if some kind of celebration was happening there. Phil and Milo walked towards the depths of Red Tower Street along the sidewalk, with few pedestrians walking back and forth. After passing through an archway, the buildings ahead began to increase, occasionally one could see signs of XX Martial Arts Halls or XX Dojos. Finally, at a corner, Milo stopped. Phil lifted his head to look at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. On the adjacent wall, two promotional posters were displayed, one with the exaggeratedly artistic word Combat! in bold, black text. Beside it was a simplistic, oversized fist, surrounded by what seemed like an explosive effect. Below were several recruitment notices including fee details. What makes this martial arts hall different from others? Phil couldnt help asking. Heh Heh, I only learnt about it a couple of days ago myself. This Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall hired an impressive coach ten days ago, a real experienced one. Moreover, he offers the services you mentioned: teaching you effective combat techniques in a short period. Although it costs money, its said to be quite beneficial, Milo took a sip of the drink in his hand and continued. Yesterday, Xena from the swordsmanship club and I came here, and we saw him defeat Coach Corsia in just three rounds of sparring. Coach Corsia! Phil was slightly surprised. Corsia was one of the three combat coaches officially hired by Snowflake Middle School and was undoubtedly experienced. He was also prone to practising real combat techniques with other coaches in nearby martial arts halls during his spare time. Corsias match record was impressive, with few losses and many draws. It was surprising that he had been bested here yesterday. Come, lets go in and see, Milo led Phil to enter directly through the main door. A receptionist quietly sat inside the hall. He was holding a grey copy of the Baichuan City Evening News. Hello, are you here to learn martial arts or to find a coach? He moved the paper aside revealing a wrinkled old face with balding hair. The sides of his hair extravagantly flared out, resembling a pair of grey bats wings. Oh, well look around first, Milo replied. The two left the hall and followed the cobblestone path leading further inwards. Up ahead was a public exercise area followed by a paid gym facility. Men and women in compression workout gear were very active in the public area, perspiring heavily, either punching sandbags, squatting or exercising using equipment. No matter the gender, everyone seemed to be in good shape, their muscle lines quite defined. Most of them had a white towel hanging around their necks. The atmosphere here was better than the combat club at school. Continuing ahead, the two arrived next to a sports field surrounded by a crowd, whispering and pointing towards the field. Coach Corsia, Milo quickly recognised him. Phil also lifted his gaze in surprise. On the sports field, two figures stood on opposite ends. The short-haired, sturdy man on the left was Coach Corsia from the combat club, and the tall, black-haired young man in light brown combat suit on the right. At the moment, the air between the two combatants was tense, continually shifting in small steps as they adjusted their positions. Coach Corsia was cautious as he took a deep breath, his leg muscles tense. Coach Corsia made his move! A fierce straight fist was thrown! One round! Two rounds! Three rounds! S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Coach Corsia was defeated! Impressive! Have you undergone professional combat training? Corsia asked through gritted teeth, clutching his shoulder and wincing in pain, his face twitching. You could say that, the black-haired young man raised his hands in a fist salute. Ah, that explains it, Corsia also returned the salute and sighed. So impressive! Milo, is this the coach? Whats his name? A thrilled Phil tapped his friends shoulder. Li Wei, his name is Li Wei. Chapter 26 - 26 026 “Coach”_1 ?Chapter 26: 026 Coach_1 Chapter 26: 026 Coach_1 I admit defeat. In the center of the sports field, Coach Corsia bowed and stepped down. The surrounding crowd that had been watching the spectacle dispersed and cleared the path. This coach called Li Wei is so formidable! He defeated Corsia with just a few punches. People were whispering to each other. You must not have been here yesterday. In fact, Corsia has already lost twice, and last night also, he was defeated with just a few punches. A youth who came to work out turned his head and said. Impressive, I remember Corsia is the main coach of the combat club of Snowflake Middle School, hes very capable. It seems that this coach called Li Wei from the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall is even more formidable Someone said to his companion, his expression seemed somewhat excited. Shall we sign up for a booking? Lets go. Soon, a few people walked towards the front desk. Milo, lets go too, or we wont make it. Phil hurriedly said. He also believed that this coach named Li Wei was truly capable. If he could teach him a few times, he might avoid being last in the next combat club practice ranking. Phil, it seems like Coach Corsia is looking at you. Milo tapped the excited and somewhat anxious Phil with his right hand. Phil looked awkwardly to the right and saw Coach Corsia looking back with a complex expression, seeming somewhat upset. It seemed like he had heard what Phil had just said. In the combat club of Snowflake Middle School, three main coaches were teaching three groups of students, and Phils coach was Coach Corsia. Because of Phils consistently low actual combat ranking, Corsia had a deep impression of Phils face. Corsia had heard what Phil just said. Honestly speaking, having a student he had mentored for a while go to another martial arts hall to study left Corsia feeling somewhat angry and embarrassed, as if his own cabbages were being taken by others. But, who can blame them when the other party really did fertilize well? He couldnt defeat him twice, the gap was clear as day. If Phil wanted extra coaching experiments, let him go Corsia retracted his gaze, stepped forward to leave, but Phil suddenly softly called Coach. Corsias stride faltered, then he decisively pretended not to hear. He quickly strode away, mentally noting Phils actions. Phil, intending to embarrass him. Next time, during actual combat training, he would place him in the death group, where he would probably cry after the first round. Seems like Coach Corsia probably didnt remember me Phil breathed a sigh of relief. Its alright. Milo patted Phils shoulder, then pointed ahead, Hurry and sign up, seems like there are a lot of people going Right right. Phil smacked his forehead and ran quickly to catch up. At the front desk, an elder with grayish-white bat-like hair rolled up the newspaper and threw it to the side. He took out a notebook and began to write. Whats your name? How old are you? Which coach do you want to book? At what time? How many hours are you booking? Finally, pay the deposit, its not much, just fifty Federal Coins. The elder kept asking questions, and the faded black letters quickly appeared on the page. He stuffed the fifty notes collected into the drawer of the wooden table, and then shouted: Next, next. Finally, it was Phils turn. He immediately handed the elder a green bill and relayed his details. Luckily, Phil secured the last booking slot with Coach Li Wei for tomorrow. The specific time was at six in the evening. Alright, Milo, lets come back tomorrow. Phil walked out from the front of the queue, turning to his good friend and said. At that moment, the front door of the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall was pushed open. A tall girl in a long jacket and pants walked in. Her hair was trimmed short and neat, the features on her face were not delicate, but she was attractive and gave off a heroic vibe. Senior Sister Tifa! Phil said, somewhat surprised. Phil? Tifa too was a bit taken aback, she weighed her backpack and walked over. Phil smelled a faint scent that wasnt perfume; it was a simple detergent smell. Are you also here at Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall for training? Ah, yes. I heard the new coach Li Wei here is very strong, so my friend and I came to take a look. Phil said. On the side, the unnamed friend, Milo, made a helpless face. Normally, Phil wouldnt lose his composure around women, but for some reason, he always became oddly shy in front of Tifa, acting like a boy in love for the first time. In the hall, Phil and Tifa had a brief chat, and the topic quickly turned to Coach Li Wei. You booked Coach Li Weis class for tomorrow? Thats quite a coincidence, I booked all of Coach Li Weis classes for the next month. Tifa glanced at her watch: Sorry, the class time is almost here. We can chat more tomorrow afternoon. I have to go. Having said that, Tifa turned and left. It must be said that Tifa, having joined the combat club since middle school, had a great figure due to long-term exercise, and her silhouette was quite impressive. Phil watched from a distance until her figure disappeared. Hey, Phil, your soul is hooked. Milo pushed Phil: Lets go, time to go home. Milo, lets hang out a bit more and see what the facilities at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall are like? I feel the atmosphere is better than the combat club. Dont be absurd, you just want to take another look at Senior Sister Tifa. Milo broke through his pretense: As you wish, lets go. sea??h th N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Both of them immediately followed the pathway to a public area. On the right side near the white wall, a row of seven or eight black sandbags hung on poles. At the side, students with white cloth wrapped around their hands were moving their bodies, occasionally throwing left and right punches. Thump thump thump, the sound echoed through the space. Although this was a public area, it was, in fact, a professional area, all the students practicing here were experienced hobbyists. Phil looked to his left side, where a space was separated. The dim sunlight shone through the window onto the ground. A tall youth was demonstrating specific combat moves to Tifa. The process was very slow, and there was a lot of explanation in between. The force doesnt come from your hands, but here. Casio tapped on his waist You have to learn how to quickly exert force from your waist, which will engage the whole bodys muscles, making each punch more powerful. You try it. He stepped two steps towards the right. Yes. Wearing a white martial arts uniform, Tifa immediately got into stance, legs spread, arms steadily lifted to the right and left side of the waist. Her body slightly twisted, as she slowly pushed a punch forward. Casio nodded his head, about to speak. Suddenly his heart jolted, and a familiar bitterness filled his mouth. Obsession Antique?! Chapter 27 - 27 027 Obsession Antiques_1 ?Chapter 27: 027 Obsession Antiques_1 Chapter 27: 027 Obsession Antiques_1 He took a glance ahead. Tifa, who was currently throwing punches, didnt seem unusual. The obsession-driven antiquities should have nothing to do with her. Casio took a few steps to his right, and quickly scanned the outside. He immediately spotted Phil and Milo standing not far from the entrance to the hall. Could it be them? It seemed like Phil and Milo noticed Casios gaze, they turned their heads, pretending to watch a student pummeling a sandbag. S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Coach, are my movements up to standard? Tifas voice came from next door, crisp but slightly hoarse. Casio turned his head and said, Not bad, but you could make your movements a bit more exaggerated to fully utilise your strength. Is that so? Tifa demonstrated once again. Hmm, not bad. Keep practicing like this, I have to go to the restroom. And dont slack off. Casio advised her and then left. On the left side of the partition, Tifa was left alone practicing her punches. Barely out of the partition, Casio felt an increasing bitter taste in his mouth. If compared to the sensation from the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant in the relics, the bitterness now was about one-tenth. But it was already clear enough to be noticed. As he took a few steps towards the door, the bitterness became even stronger. Casio was certain that these two boys in front of him were carrying obsession-driven antiquities. In the hallway, Phil and Milo looked a little flustered. Coach Li was heading straight for them. He must have caught them sneaking a look. Phil was scratching the back of his neck, about to say something. Unexpectedly, Casio, who had walked briskly towards them, spoke first. Are you here at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall to learn boxing? Huh? Phil was taken aback for a moment before he nodded. Yes, Coach Li. Im here to learn martial arts. I saw you and Coach Corsia sparring earlier, so I booked a session for tomorrow at six in the afternoon at the front desk. Youre currently teaching our school fight clubs senior sister, Tifa. So, I came over to watch I see, Casio stood still. Since youre all my students, why not take the opportunity to familiarise yourselves with Tifas combat skills? Hearing those words, Phil agreed readily. Next to him, Milo nudged him slightly and whispered. Phil, I didnt make a reservation. Maybe I should wait outside, or just head home? Milo turned his head away. No problem, Ill help you make a reservation at the front desk later, and Ill extend my own a couple of days longer. Come and accompany me then, its kind of awkward being all alone, Phil replied quietly while following behind Casio. Why do I, a Kendo practitioner, need to study combat? Milo grimaced, Youre using me as a shield, I should Dinner for a month. How well you know me! Milo exclaimed joyfully, reaching out his right hand to shake Phils: Deal! So, these two kids are here to pick up girls Casio, who was walking in front, had sharp hearing. Although Phil and Milo were whispering, he managed to catch most of it. After ten minutes, they were on the left side of the hall. The setting sun was casting blocks of yellow light onto the floor through the square windowpanes. Two shadows, one taller, one shorter, were gradually elongating. Two boys were sitting cross-legged in the corner. I told you yesterday. Dont step out of bounds during regulation combat. Youre here to strengthen your foundation, not to simply learn some short-term tricks like others. As long as your foundation is strong, itll naturally progress, Casio glanced out of the window. Having crammed a lot of modern combat knowledge in the past ten days, coupled with the double-edged training memories in his mind. Teaching an amateur student was no problem for him. However, I can do a demonstration of explosive techniques for you. Looking at Tifa across from him, he said, Come at me. Yes. Tifa instantly adopted a basic combat stance, with one foot in front of the other for optimum propulsion. She took a deep breath and charged. She twisted her waist and shoulder and aimed a punch straight at Casios right shoulder. The punch was quite fast; at least Phil and Milo didnt see it clearly. Whoosh! Suddenly, a shadow flashed in mid-air. Ah! Tifa cried out in pain, her eyebrows knitted. She fell backward and had to take four or five steps back to regain her balance, right hand quickly pressing onto her left shoulder. She experienced a series of sharp pains from her joint to her head. She looked up across to see Coach Li standing in his original spot, one arm stretched out in the air, his fingers forming a cone. Those were the fingers that had just jabbed her in the shoulder joint. When did Coach Li launch his attack? Tifa replayed the scene in her head. There were no signs of an impending punch. This is amazing Phil, sitting in the corner, swept his gaze around and inhaled sharply. He remembered why he came to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall: to learn explosive skills and improve his fighting abilities. For the rest of the time, Casio was teaching, Tifa was learning, and Phil and Milo were observing. Outside, the sky was gradually dimming. Snowflake Middle School finished at half-past three, giving students ample time for club activities. It was now past five in the afternoon, the reddened clouds signalling the sun was setting towards the horizon. Huff Huff Huff Tifa was panting heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Combat training was considerably draining. Alright, well stop there for today, Casio opened the window and turned to look at Phil and Milo, who were engrossed in the corner, before asking: Have you guys had dinner yet? No, Tifa responded, wiping away the sweat that had pooled around her white collar. Nope, Phil, who was sitting in the corner, replied instantly after raising his head. Then what did we just eat? Milo widened his eyes, turned to look at Phil, who also turned to look at him. Milo coughed lightly, No. Good, then Ill treat you, lets go. After dinner, Casio had obtained some information about Milo and Phil, and their relationships were a lot more familiar. Mainly because Tifa was present, Phil seemed particularly open. Any question posed by Casio led to Phil talking extensively. Through this, Casio confirmed that the one carrying the aura of the obsession-driven antique was Phil. His brother Matthew had recently collected a batch of antiques and even gave a purple wooden cane to Phil as a toy. This was the only antique Phil had been in contact with recently. Whether out of boasting or generosity, Casio wasnt sure. When Casio expressed his interest in antiques, and tactfully suggested Could I have a look at the cane?, Phil readily agreed to bring the cane to him tomorrow and asked to book a months worth of lessons. Was it to impress Tifa? Or was it because Casios combat skills had genuinely attracted him, and he wanted to show his sincerity in becoming a disciple? Casio had no way of knowing. But with people willingly bringing obsession-driven antiquities to his door, he was more than willing to accept, regardless of their intentions. Alright, Ill appreciate your help then, Phil. Chapter 28 - 28 028 Attack_1 ?Chapter 28: 028 Attack_1 Chapter 28: 028 Attack_1 Its okay, just a broken cane. Phil ran his hand through his hair, seemingly glancing at Tifa nonchalantly. The four of them just stepped onto the street, the sky darkening. Coach, Im going home. Tifa waved, she didnt live near Casio, Phil, and the others, her home was in another direction. Hmm, go ahead, stay safe. Casio nodded. Phil beside him waved in the distance. The streetlights on the side of the road had started to work, their dull yellow light faintly illuminating the ground. The neatly arranged dark grey bricks formed a grid pattern on the street, with a few black trash cans occasionally lining the roadside. An old newspaper was carried away by the cold wind. The three of them progressed along the side of the road, ahead continuously extended towards the citys main road, occasionally you could see the distant shadows of cars passing by. There werent many people on the street, only the cries of stray cats on the walls. Walking in silence, you could hear the sounds of people cursing, classical music, and the placing of tables and chairs coming from the building on your right-hand side. Phil, Im going. Coach Li Wei, Im leaving. At an intersection, Milo split from the two and went home. Now, only Phil and Casio were walking down the road. Maybe to avoid making the ambiance awkward, Phil took the initiative to start a conversation. He glanced at the side: Coach Li Wei, if I trained well in combat, could I handle those who use daggers and weapons? It depends on the actual situation. If you understand your strength a hundred percent, you wont have any problem even when empty-handed. But I suggest that combat enthusiasts, when facing ruffians or villains with daggers, the first response should be to run, and the faster, the better. The fact that humans can exert greater power with tools is inevitable, just like from fists to cold weapons to firearms. Unless Casio paused slightly: Unless youve trained your body to be harder than steel, your punching speed faster than bullets, and the power of your fist comparable to a shell. Otherwise, weapons will always have the advantage Isnt this the kind of thing from comics? What was that popular one called Captain Hong Li? Phil scratched his head and blurted out: There cant be such superhumans in the real world, right Maybe not? The tone of Casios reply was more like a question than a statement. Because right now, he was just starting with secret martial arts, and there were more profound mysteries shrouded in fog. Without dispelling them, Casio didnt know where the limits of martial arts were, whether to confront firearms, bullets, and nuclear weapons. Right, this world still hadnt developed nuclear bombs. The two of them continued to chat and walk ahead, the light from the streetlamp gradually dimmed behind them, and this part of the road was somewhat dark. Slap. A black shoe stepped on a small stone. Phils foot slipped, but he was steadied by Casio. Thanks coa The sentence was cut off abruptly, Phils eyes widened suddenly. Clang! Around the corner of the alley on the right, a shiny silver dagger stabbed like a poisonous snake, the blade gleaming with lethal brightness under the light. Behind the dagger were a pair of cold, indifferent eyes. Ah! Phil couldnt help but scream. In an instant, the dagger stabbed towards his neck. Whoosh! A fist roughened by calluses whirled with a ferocious gust, hitting the attacker directly in the elbow joint with a crisp crack. Clang! The dagger was flung away and fell to the ground. The assassin stepped to the right swiftly, his face deathly pale and terrified, cold sweat accompanied by waves of pain dripping from his forehead. His arm was flailing like a windmill, with the vague sight of fresh blood splattering out from his sleeve. Just one joint blow, and the mans arm was broken. Kill them! The man shouted and charged forward, drawing another dagger from his waist with his left hand. Theres more of them?! Casio felt a pang of tension, instantly going on the offensive. He darted forward, his agile figure resembling a nimble leopard. Confronting the stabbing dagger, his sturdy arms like steel bars shot forward in a snapping motion, moving with incredible speed. Krack, krack, krack. A series of teeth-grinding bone-cracking sounds echoed out. The arm was twisted off like a twisted doughnut. The red muscle outlines broke apart revealing the white bone inside. The splattered blood stained Casios hands. Casio breathed in the bloody air deeply, no longer able to suppress the wildness wreaking inside him. His iron fist swung like a steel bar. Thump! The mans head was struck as if hit by a hammer and his body flew sideways, crashing into a trash can. The loud thud was accompanied by a sudden gush of blood. A distinct dent appeared on the surface of the steel trash can. Heh The mans breath struggled out as the air could only go out but not in. Ive killed again. Casios face disappeared into the darkness, feeling an indescribable calmness. However, his fists continued to tremble with uncontrollable excitement, with every inch of muscle on his arm seeming to jump. Fresh blood kept dripping from his knuckles. Whats happening to me? Casio questioned himself internally. At this moment, he found himself unafraid of murdering, even feeling overwhelming excitement. Deep in his soul, it was as if an instinct-filled, blood-red balloon had been burst. The liquid inside was rapidly evaporating and rising, like an invisible hand seizing his heart and shrouding his brain. The blood-thirsty beast deep within him, was gradually activated by the blood. Its the influence of the Shadow Demon. This inhuman creature must be influencing me! Casio glanced back at his elongated shadow. It seemed to wriggle, as if protesting. Then, I will do as you wish Casio whirled around, his legs bending and stretching. He charged headlong towards the three incoming assassins with his blood-soaked fists. Meanwhile, Phil stood still, stunned. All he saw was Coach Li Wei charging forward, and the next second, the leading man was hammered directly into the grey wall by a punch. The entire fierce face was deeply recessed, the proud nose collapsed flat, and an eye burst open. Great swathes of blood mixed with fragments of bone fell to the ground. Ding! Casio spun around with a side kick, kicking the dagger off the assassins hand. The next instant, he crashed into the assassins arms. His hands, straight like a lotus, were thrust upwards. The second assassins chin cracked and he found himself staring at the sky, shock written across his face, and fresh blood leaking from the corners of his mouth. Thump! The assassins body fell stiffly to the floor. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio sprang against the wall, leaping in the opposite direction like a hungry tiger about to strike. His hands formed into fists, one behind the other, they struck hard on the last persons chest. Instantly, the man backed away frantically, his body trembling uncontrollably. He continued to shake against the wall, and before long, blood mixed with shattered internal organs flowed from the corner of his mouth. Chapter 29 - 29 029 Black Spade A_1 ?Chapter 29: 029 Black Spade A_1 Chapter 29: 029 Black Spade A_1 Phil was stunned. In the nearby darkness, a woman was also frozen. Theres an expert she held her breath, cautiously retreating several steps along the corner of the wall, gradually disappearing into the shadows. Sarch* The n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Its an assassin, specifically here to assassinate you. Casio glanced at Phil, who appeared as pale as a ghost in the distance, and slowly spoke. What exactly does your family do for a living? Under the night sky, yellow light from the street lamps mixed and blended with the shadows. ********************* This is your familys place? Casio looked over from afar. In front of him was an immense gray manor, surrounded by tall walls and an iron gate. He could barely make out the crowns of the trees, and even further away, the dimly visible towering spire of a house. Glancing to the sides, it seemed to be located in a villa district. Most of the rich people of Baichuan City had a property here. Yes, but I usually dont live here. I normally stay on Rendong Street, which is closer to school. This is where my elder brother usually lives, and my mother occasionally comes to stay here too. Phil spoke word after word, clearly displaying a sluggish mentality, likely still scared from earlier. Lets go. Casio picked at his fingernail, which had a layer of dried blood underneath. Half an hour later, they were in a brightly lit and cozy hall. Phil, seated on a brown leather sofa, held a white porcelain cup, sipping the hot coffee inside. His earlier terror seemed to be significantly abated. The hall was decorated with an understated luxury, the high ceiling adorned with a brightly luminous crystal lamp. Gold thorn patterns were scattered across the walls, seemingly impressed upon the wallpaper. Above these patterns, vibrant and vague oil paintings of landscapes hung. Wooden tables and chairs, velvet cushions, a glass coffee table, and beautiful housemaids attending to them periodically, serving tea and water. It was apparent that Phil was not from an ordinary family. According to him, both his father and brother owned several multi-city corporations. Casio sat beside Phil, in front of him a transparent coffee table decorated with gold along its edges. On it sat three saucer-like milk-white coffee dishes. Sitting directly across from him on a similar sofa was a handsome young man with a refined and elegant demeanor. Matthew, Phils older brother, was twenty-six years old. He had a dignified face, deep-set and 3D. His brown hair was combed back, revealing a broad forehead. A pair of crescent-shaped gold-rimmed glasses rested on his nose, and his skin was a healthy bronze color, not pale. Matthew was wearing a white shirt, with what seemed to be the silver chain of a pocket watch dangling from the pocket over his chest. Ive already sent someone to deal with the corpses. We are really fortunate to have Mr. Li Weis presence this time. Otherwise, I fear Phil wouldve been in grave danger, Matthew gently set down the cup of coffee in his hand. Its no problem, it was the least I could do. Casio took a sip of his coffee and slowly swallowed. Brother, why would someone want to assassinate me? Its really too scary! When I saw that dagger, my mind went blank from fear. Thank goodness Phil glanced at Casio sitting next to him, his eyes filled with gratitude. Since you asked, I wont hide it from you anymore, Matthew looked at Casio and said, Mr. Li Wei does not need to leave. The following words from Matthew held a wealth of information. In short, the business Phils family ran was not an ordinary company, but a gray one, transitioning between legality and illegality. And the main business of the company was simple, one word: alcohol. You should know, the Hong Li Federation had explicitly implemented prohibition from February in the 130th year of the Federation calendar to June in the 151st year, and even enshrined the prohibition into the federations constitution. This piece of legislation was known as the Trent Prohibition Act, which had been implemented on February 18th of the 130th year. According to this law, it was illegal to manufacture, sell, or even transport beverages with an alcohol content exceeding 0.6 percent. Drinking alcohol at home was not illegal, but sharing drinks with friends or holding a drinking party was illegal and offenders would be fined. The maximum penalty was a fine of 3,500 Federal coins and half a year of imprisonment. Only people over the age of 20 were allowed to buy alcohol and they needed to provide proof of age and could only purchase it at designated places. This law was for advocating prohibition and to reduce societal crime problems. However, prohibition lead to widespread bootlegging and many people became rich by selling alcohol illegally. Prohibition also allowed certain underworld organizations to flourish, and they amassed enormous profits during this time. In June of the 151st year, the federal government repealed this law, removing the constraints on private alcohol operations. Theoretically, anyone could start a company and sell alcohol after obtaining the right to do so. But in reality, certain organizations had consolidated their dominance in the alcohol industry over the span of twenty years. Their influence reached into every dark corner. So, in reality, if an alcohol company wanted to sell liquor in a county or city, it had to deal with those organizations and agree on profit-sharing arrangements. Moreover, when conducting other types of business, there was no avoiding interaction with them. The Kanon Corporation, started by Phils father, had the backing of one of the major underworld organizations in North Flow Country: Black Spade A. This was one of the largest organizations in North Flow Country, with an extremely broad range of activities. Their outwardly legitimate industries included selling alcohol, tobacco, and transportation. Under the table, they sold prohibited goods such as firearms, untraceable antiques, medicine, etc. Of course, at times, Black Spade A also provided protection or assassination services, which were priced extravagantly. Typically, no one in North Flow County would dare to provoke an influential organization like Black Spade A. However, in recent months, a group called Sand Dust appeared within the jurisdiction of North Flow County. The Sand Dust organization behaved very dominantly with a highly aggressive group of people. All the other large organizations in North Flow County had suffered losses at the hands of the Sand Dust team, and this time, theyve set their sights on Black Spade A. As a result, even companies like Kanon that have business relations with Black Spade A became victims in this feud. The targets they selected were very precise, choosing the easiest target in Phil. I see, said Casio after sipping his coffee. The stunned Phil sitting next to him was even more shocked. All along, he thought that his family ran transportation and beverages companies. But he had never expected that the main business was alcohol and that it was associated with certain organizations. After ten minutes, Phil made his way to his room in the villa and found the purple wooden staff in the corner. Phil was not particularly interested in antiques, so he had never really examined this staff that Matthew had given him. But Coach Li Wei had saved his life. And being an antique enthusiast, giving him this staff seemed like an apt gesture. Thump, thump, thump Phil came downstairs with the purple staff, which was as long as his arm. Without any hesitation, he handed it directly to Casio. Casio let out an exclamation while reverently receiving the staff. The moment his fingers made contact with the staff, a bitter taste, even more bitter than black coffee filled Casios mouth. Finally, its in my hands Chapter 30 - 30 030 in hand_1 ?Chapter 30: 030 in hand_1 Chapter 30: 030 in hand_1 A thick, purple wooden cane lay across his knees. The cane was decoratively topped with a golden eagle motif. The edges were inlaid with a Beimu, around which was a band of light silver Genshao leaves encircling the center of the eagles head. It appeared luxurious yet understated. The overall thickness of the cane was roughly that of an adult mans thumb. Barely holding in his excitement, Casio first sat on the sofa and examined it carefully, playing with it for a while. He acted the part of an Antiques Lover. After admiring the cane and chatting with Matthew for about five or six minutes, he made an excuse to use the toilet so he could escape. Along the rectangular carpeted corridor on both sides, there would be a copper wall lamp whenever there was a gap. The wall lamp emitted a soft yellow light, making the entire corridor quite warm and inviting. Casio was now en route to the toilet. Seeing that there was no one around, he stretched out his hand and bit his thumb hard. Instantly, a gaping wound, oozing fresh blood, appeared. Lightly pressing his thumb against the cane, Casio suddenly felt a huge flow of cold air, like an octopus licking his wound. The next second, these streams of cold air crowded their way in. Casios entire right arm went numb. From his arm, a bitterness began to spread all the way into his mouth. Accompanying this was an intense cold sensation. It was June, the beginning of summer. But Casio felt as if he was in an ice cellar, his face was so numb that he was trembling a bit. The sensation felt like swallowing a large piece of ice on a hot daythe cold chill goes straight to the brain, numbing the entire body. Fortunately, the bitter and cold sensations came and went quickly. In just a few seconds, Casio had finished absorbing these cold sensations, and no more icy cold air flowed from the cane. He took a deep breath, his hand against the wall, and released a sigh. Looking up, he saw a series of numbers gradually appearing in his field of view. Obsession Energy: 1.1 Considering a unit of one as the amount of Obsession Energy needed for one Retrospection of an era, then this purple cane contained 1.1 units of Obsession Energy, slightly more than enough for one Retrospection. As expected, the Obsession Energy contained in different antiques varies. I wonder what this intensity depends on Casio rubbed the cane in his hand, muttering to himself. Once again, he glanced at the right upper corner, above the display of Obsession Energy. The rune logo of the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant hung alone at the top, with no other logos appearing next to it. Sar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. For example, a wooden cane topped with a golden eagle pattern. Narrowing his eyes and sensing a little, Casio understood. Not all Obsession Antiques can produce rune logos like the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant. Most of them just possess Obsession Energy. In other words, there are actually two types of antiques. First, Casio calls them Legendary Antiques. For example, the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant. Not only can this kind of antique contain Obsession Energy, but it also has the Obsession Node of its original owner, allowing Casio to engage in Retrospection cultivation. The original owner of the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant, Li Wei, has three important nodes. Youth Training Camp Incident, Sect Destruction War, and the Road of Revenge. The second type, Casio calls them Obsession Antiques. As the name suggests, there is only Obsession Energy in it, but no Obsession Node like Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant. For example, the purple wood cane he just completely absorbed only serves as a source of energy. Coming back to reality, Casio looked down at his thumb, the wound had already scabbed over. He gave his right hand leaning on the wall a glance, there was a small bloody dot on the smooth and shiny wall. It was left when he himself leaned his right hand against the wall just now, the blood spot was very small, it should not be discovered. Turning back, the sound of footsteps gradually spread towards the toilet. Casio quickly washed his hands, and also cleaned the blood-stained cane. He turned around and took the same route back. Stepping out of the corridor and into the villas hall, a foot stepped onto the marble floor and instantly stiffened. Casio clicked his tongue, glanced at the cane in his hand, then let out another click, realizing something instantly: In addition to the purple cane, there are also Obsession Antiques in this villa!!! Its no surprise that a rich businessman who owns several cross-market companies would have so many antique collections in his house! Todays harvest was abundant At this unexpected gain, a genuine smile couldnt help but spread across Casios face. Oh right, the reason I didnt notice anything unusual when I walked from the living room just now was because I was still holding the purple cane. The bitterness of other distant Obsession Antiques was not noticeable compared to the close proximity bitterness the purple cane triggered. Since Ive sensed it, I cant miss the chance. I only need the Obsession Energy inside. As long as that artifact is not a Legendary Antique, I can completely absorb the Obsession Energy inside and then put it back. Casio thought to himself. He then remembered that when he told Matthew earlier that he needed to use the toilet, he didnt specify whether it was a pee or poop. If it was poop, it would be quite normal to delay in the toilet for a few minutes. With that thought, Casio quickly scanned the environment. Nobody around, not even the occasional wandering waitstaff. He immediately walked into the center of the hall, looking for the source of the bitter taste with his tongue that was as sensitive as a search dogs nose. The closer he got to the Obsession Antique, the more intense the bitterness in his mouth. A couple of minutes went by, and he had roughly made a round of the entire hall. He was increasingly sure that the source was on the second or third floor. On the right side of the hall was a spiral staircase. On one side was a rustic metal handrail ending with a spherical handle. Casio looked up, lightly tapping his toe. Instantly, his body shot upward like an agile cheetah, with great speed. He reached the second-floor staircase in a matter of seconds. And during this process, not a sound was made. Truth be told, a practitioner of Secret Martial Art would never starve to death out of foolishness. Just the ability to control body muscles alone could turn one into a top-notch thief. Scaling walls and moving quietly are easy to achieve, and even if detected, one can easily escape. However, no practitioner of Secret Martial Art would resort to stealing, an act that is embarrassing. They have other ways to make money. Standing at the entrance of the second-floor staircase, Casio took a moment to sense. The source of the bitterness was mostly confirmed to be on the second floor of the villa. Ahead was a spacious hall similar to the one on the first floor; couches and cabinets were arranged in a circle, oil paintings hung on the walls. In the corner were potted plants and decorative antiques. Further on were corridors leading to different areas of the second floor. Every now and then there were rooms along the hallway. At the end on the right, occasional noises emanated from behind a dark red wooden door. On the brass tag above was the word: Study room. White bird, my sonhas been attacked by the Sand Dust Chapter 31 - 31 031 1.9_1 ?Chapter 31: 031 1.9_1 Chapter 31: 031 1.9_1 Not this one} In the second-floor hall, Casio was progressing and touching what appeared to be antiques. Three minutes later, he took his hand off a painting at the corner of the corridor, then turned to look at the study nearby. His shoes silently stepped on the floor. Casio stood in front of the study room door, where the vague sound of a mans speech came from inside. The content seemed to involve the Black Spade and the Sand Dust Organization. There should be two people in the study one, Matthew, Phils father, who was on the phone, and the other, the steward of the villa. Casio caught a key piece of information. The Black Spade planned to retaliate against the Sand Dust Organization for its recent actions. One of the locations was Baichuan City. The Sand Dust had collected a batch of mysterious antiques from the outer counties, planning on transporting them to Baichuan City for an antique exhibition and auction this month. Several of the antiques seemed to carry tragic stories that attracted attention, although it was unclear whether these were created by the Sand Dust or originally present. In any case, these were the headline auction items. Due to the large quantity of antiques, if they were resold to the wealthy in Baichuan City and several nearby cities, it was estimated that the Sand Dust would make a significant profit. Therefore, the Black Spade decided to mess up this deal, preferably intercepting the antiques during transport. This would serve as a lesson to the Sand Dust. July 25th, after midnight, the warehouse at 118 Beika Street, Baichuan City. A black Fortune Car for transport, with a standard three-person escort, possibly armed Regardless of its potential use, Casio jotted down this information. Perhaps it would serve as a lifesaver at the time? Life is unpredictable. Here, it is. Casio finally found the source of the bitter scent. It was an antique vase used for decoration at the study door, all white, with a retro cyan hue. A light gold rim adorned the edge, with a series of patterns extending to the bottom. Casio tentatively pressed his thumb against it, and a familiar sensation rushed into his heart as cold air poured in through the wound. Obsession Energy: 1.11.21.31.4 So cold. While feeling the rapid increase of Obsession Energy, Casio also endured the icy chill that made his muscles stiff and tremble. Click The vase shook slightly, lightly swaying. The talking inside abruptly quieted down. Crack! Suddenly, the study door was opened. A burly middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and brown waistcoat walked out. He was authoritative, his hair meticulous, his sideburns chestnut-colored, and his eyes sharp. His profound features instantly brought to mind a soaring eagle. The man glanced left and right in the corridor, noticing nothing. He closed the door again, and the sound of his conversation with the steward came out. Get fifty thousand federal coins and put them in a document bag. I will go down later to thank a gentleman named Li Wei. Wait, add another twenty thousand. Seventy thousand federal coins will do The living room on the first floor. Apologies, I suddenly had some stomach trouble, and kept you waiting. From the side corridor, Casio emerged. No problem. Matthew gave a light smile: I was just discussing with Phil about the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. He wants to learn some real combat skills to protect himself. Over the next few months, Im afraid well be troubling Mr. Li Wei. Phil also hesitantly looked over at the same time. Thats not an issue. As long as you truly want to learn fighting skills, focus, and train with me for a while, youll definitely reap the benefits. Casio took up his cane again and reclined back into his original position on the sofa. After three minutes, a burly man in a white shirt walked down the stairs to the living room. Father. Phil and Matthew both rose to their feet. Mr. Jason. Casio also politely stood up. The man before their eyes was Jason Hudson, the father of Matthew and Phil. He exuded a subtle yet undeniable air of authority, his strong brows and gaze leaving a profound impression. Haha, please, no need for formalities, lets sit and talk. Jason spoke to Casio with a smile, simultaneously gesturing everyone to sit with a wave of his hand. Just as Casio sat down, a brown file bag was handed to him, bulging as if it was stuffed with something. Mr. Li Wei, thank you for your assistance. Without your help, my Phil would not have been able to see me again. Jason said from his place on the sofa, casually patting Phils head as he spoke. Accept this as a small token of gratitude, please do not refuse. He directly thrust the folder into Casios arms, withdrawing his hand decisively. WellIll accept then. Casio had no reasons for pretense. He left Fengnan City to come to Baichuan City and apply for a coaching position at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall in order to make money. Cultivating the Secret Martial Art of the Wind Elephant required special potions and balms, which all cost a good amount of money. Apart from that, Casio also had to look for Legendary Antiques and Obsession Antiques as much as possible. Both connections and financial channels were indispensable. Maybe establishing a relationship with the Hudson family was a good idea. After more than half an hour had passed, a cool breeze came towards him. Casio took a deep breath of the night air, turning his head to look back at the brightly lit gray-white villa. He glanced towards the upper right corner, unable to hold back a trace of joy from shining in his eyes. Obsession Energy: 1.9 Two Obsession Antiques, the purple wood cane provided 1.1 Obsession Energy, and the white vase accounted for 0.8 Obsession Energy. The energy source for his next retrospection was already prepared. Casio had a hunches, different retrospection nodes required different amounts of Obsession Energy, after all they represented different stages of Li Weis strength. The first retrospection, which dealt with the events at the Youth Training Camp, required 1 Obsession Energy. The Sect Destruction War should require more, but it probably wouldnt exceed 2 energy points. It seemed rather definite, which reassured Casio. Naturally, he wouldnt stop looking for Obsession Antiques. After all, he frequented various antique shops in Baichuan City every other day, hoping to get his hands on both big and small fish. S~ea??h the N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. There are actually 70,000 bills, quite generous. Casio walked down the avenue towards his dwelling place, casually opening the gratitude gift from Jason. Inside the brown file bag were seven bundles of thick yellow bills, each bundle comprising of a hundred bills, each bill denoting a hundred Hong Li Federation Coins. One should know, Hong Li Federation was one of the three most powerful countries in the world. The Federations currency was quite valuable, possessing great purchasing power. Tomorrow morning Ill go to the drugstore to buy medicinal materials, mid-morning and lunch Ill roam around the major antique shops in Baichuan City, then the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall in the afternoon Casio muttered to himself, his schedule for tomorrow seemingly already full. He was busy but there was a rare sense of fulfillment. Having walked a distance along the avenue, there was a rectangular platform beside the sidewalk, with a brass sign standing on it. Its half past seven, the bus is gone, I wonder if there is still any horse carriage available? He walked onto the platform, a cane resting on his right hand. In the metropolises of the Hong Li Federation, and even in the first and second-tier cities, horse carriages had basically become extinct. Only in medium and small cities like Fengnan City and Baichuan City could one occasionally see horse carriages. A decade ago, horse carriages were still a popular means of travel but now they were gradually being replaced by sedans and buses. A leaf fell from the ornamental tree by the road. Jingle jingle. Not far away, a black tented horse carriage pulled by two horses came into view. Chapter 32 - 32 032 From the Heart (Seeking to Pursue Reading)_1 ?Chapter 32: 032 From the Heart (Seeking to Pursue Reading)_1 Chapter 32: 032 From the Heart (Seeking to Pursue Reading)_1 There were hardly any pedestrians on the street, and the soft, yellow light in the buildings across the dim street was the only view visible from afar. The faint light of the moon sprinkled through the clouds barely shed light on the blurry shadows of the corners of the walls. Shortly, the black hooded carriage halted beside the elevated platform, and Casio naturally took his seat. Casio leaned against the brown leather seat, the sides of which were simply treated with lacquer and engraved work. As its for customer use, it was not designed in the extravagant Baroque style associated with the aristocrats. Such carriages were extremely luxurious, with spacious and comfortable carriage shells, dazzling gold statue skirts at the back, and even gold-plated and relief carved wheels. These were the symbols of the wealthy and prominent people of the past. Of course, with the rapid changes brought about by progress and technological development, vehicles resembling iron boxes gradually replaced the old-fashioned horse carriages, and stretch luxury cars took the place of extravagant carriages. Where would you like to go, sir? An aging man with a head full of white hair raised his whip and asked Casio for his destination. 25 Banner Street, Jessicas apartment. Alright, please hold tight. The horses began moving, and the vehicle slowly followed them. Seated in the carriage, Casio looked at the slightly desolate streets on either side. Rows of pale yellow houses, resembling building blocks, black streetlights mimicking European candlesticks, and the occasional tall spire of grey-white buildings, either apartments or churches. The familiarity intermixed with strangeness of the style made Casio somewhat solemn. Casio took the handfuls of banknotes from the file bag he was carrying and placed them all into the spacious pocket on the inside of his coat. He then threw the bag out and spoke to the carter. Youre taking me to a desolate place, what are you going to do? Whoosh! A straight fist suddenly swung from the front! Casio was about to respond with his fist when he suddenly spotted a flash of icy light between the assailants knuckles. He immediately made a quick move to the left, executing a roll and jumped out from the window side of the carriage. Seems like you are with those guys from the evening On the ashy white street, Casio lightly placed his right hand on the rough, brick stone. Like a spring, his whole body sprung up right away. Thump! His black leather boots hit the ground. The carter jumped down from the carriage. His previously hunched body straightened, and his seemingly moderate stature gradually unfurled, shockingly morphing into an unusually burly figure in an instant. If it comes to height, this man was half a head taller than Casio. Dont lump me in with those pieces of trash. A raspy voice echoed. The voice was entirely different from the previous frail one. Underneath the moonlight, the carter peeled off his head and facial disguise. It revealed a vicious face with distinct features. He was probably in his thirties. His light-green eyes held a viciousness reminiscent of a poisonous snake. His temples bulged, his neck veins were prominent, and his short hair stood on end, straight as steel needles. A silver ring glittered on his right index finger, and a faintly sparkling silver needle was wedged between his index and middle fingers. Youre pretty good, have you trained in boxing? Sanda? Or is it mixed martial arts? The man pitched the needle he was holding down on the ground. The surface of the needle seemed to have a layer of poison smeared on it. sea??h th N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Initially, I wanted to kill you like an assassin, but Ive now changed my mind. He twisted his neck, which made a cracking sound. As he stretched out both his hands, his entire body muscles immediately bulged. Kill me? Dont be absurd What Casio hated the most was arrogant enemies, especially those who violated the martial code. I hope you can be so tough when youre begging for mercy on your knees. As soon as his voice fell, the man lunged violently towards him. Casio quickly adopted a stance in accordance with the Wind Elephant Combat Technique to fend off the attack. Whoosh! A quick swing punch came rushing towards him. His arm cleaved through the air with a faint hissing sound. In an instant, Casio launched a punch, his muscles contracted and rebounded on his arm and shoulder. He surged forward, converting defense to offense. With a thud, the mans arm was deflected, and a fist mercilessly aimed at his shoulder. The man quickly dodged to one side, spinning to deliver a knee strike as his foot hit the ground. Mid-air, callused palms and knee collided harshly. Both men retreated a step. Casio shook his slightly numb hand while the man twisted his right foot. After one exchange, neither side gained the upper hand. Skills of at least a third-grade professional, maybe fourth. Not bad. But Ive killed even fifth-grade pros The man slightly narrowed his eyes as a killing intent began to spread around him. Thump, thump, thump! A series of sounds echoed through the quiet alley as fists and flesh collided. Two figures clashed fiercely, fists, feet, knees, arms, and elbows were all weapons. Every strike was aimed at the vital spot, and the one slightly slower would get severely injured. This was not a regulated fight, but a real killing technique. Casio was a bit troubled to keep up with the fierce attacks at first, since the man seemed to be a professional assassin with rich combat experience. However, he soon adapted, all thanks to Lixias relentless actual combat training. Over a hundred battles provided Casio with a rich foundation. Facing the tricky boxing method of the assassin, he quickly found countermeasures in his memory. The connection between various killing moves was becoming more smooth and slick. Thud! A fist slammed hard onto the mans arm, causing him to tremble from the immense force. The man stumbled backward. What a powerful swing punch! The man was slightly taken aback. He couldnt place where the youths technique originated from. His boxing method had a perfect structure with hardly any flaws. More so, his arm swings were vicious, fast, heavy and tricky. Strength prediction error, possibly a fifth-rank. Then Ill need to change my strategy The man shook his hand and squinted. He swiftly retreated to dodge Casios oncoming arm. He made a slight footwork adjustment and walked a few steps to the right. Under the hazy moonlight, a dark shadow whisked in from not far away. Mandala Explosive Technique The man inhales and exhales quickly. His right arm echoed with a series of explosions, and his muscles swelled with a force that was at least forty to fifty percent stronger than his normal state. He stomped heavily on the ground, and fiercely punched towards Casio. Bang! Two larger than average fists collided in mid-air, making both mens thick arm muscles quake. The unleashed force tore open their sleeves with a ripping sound. An explosive technique? Casio made a slight sound of surprise. He knows it too!? The mans eyes widened in surprise. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his left hand shot out lightning fast, a glint of metal appearing between the fingers on his fist. Slap! Casios arm, like a steel whip, beat him to it. Instantly, his hand smacked the mans wrist, and the steel needle clanged as it fell. Another explosive technique!? The mans pupils contracted as he released a ferocious kick. Forcing Casio away, he immediately spun around to escape. Stop! PS. I implore you to continue reading. Everyone else gets likes on every chapter, but I havent received any in chapters. I feel panicked and scared. Chapter 33 - 33 033 Saint Bath Festival_1 ?Chapter 33: 033 Saint Bath Festival_1 Chapter 33: 033 Saint Bath Festival_1 Two figures, one after the other, quickly dashed into a dark alleyway. All one could hear was the sound of rapid footsteps echoing in the narrow space. Casio dashed around a corner in hot pursuit of the man. Suddenly, a glint of cold light flashed across his sight, a blood-streaked blade leading the way. Thud! The large man was kicked and sent flying. The sounds of his clothing rustling against the rough ground rang loudly in the air. His face twisted in pain as he rose, first glancing at the dagger in the distance, then wiping the blood from his mouth. He promptly vaulted over a wall, disappearing into the darkness of the block. At the street corner against the wall, Casio chose not to continue the chase, instead looking at his right forearm. His sleeve had been slashed open, revealing a palm-sized line of blood on his skin. The seeping blood gradually dyed the adjacent cloth red. A skin wound, it hadnt penetrated deep into the flesh. But Casio quickly walked forward a few steps, picking up the silvery dagger on the ground. Its slender, slightly curved blade looked exceptionally thin and the edges were extremely smooth. Fortunately, it wasnt poisoned. He let out a long sigh. His formerly pounding heart slowed down as his breathing gradually returned to normal. To become immune to a deadly poison was beyond Casios current physique. It would take extensive practice of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art to suppress and become immune to a portion of the toxins. After all, once a toxin is introduced into the human body, it is almost inevitable for a living organism to be affected and present negative symptoms. However, theres an alternative. If one is unable to become immune to the poison on the weapon, then one should train their muscles and skin to be as hard as iron, impervious to any weapons edge. The ultimate result would be the same. The Elephant Soul Secret Technique within the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art comprises three different levels: Spike, Insect Bite, and Fire Wind. As a practitioner reaches each level, their physical quality would take a significant leap. But Casio had not even accomplished a third of the first level, Spike. Even so, his physical endurance and strength had markedly improved. During the skirmish, the assassin who was half a head taller and physically bigger, had been at a disadvantage. His physical advantage had been completely overshadowed by Casios Elephant Soul Secret Technique training, the gap even widening in Casios favor. Indeed, Casios muscular development could be considered superior to the large man. If he were to cultivate the Elephant Soul Secret Technique to the first level, Spike, or even the second level, Insect Bite, its safe to say that his body could bear the brunt of a dagger or even, perhaps, a small handgun He gently dusted off his hands, interrupting his train of thought. Casio pressed one hand against his wound and briskly walked away. Next time, I must always keep a dagger on me he mused. ****************** The next day, the sky was a brilliant blue with white clouds scattered across it. A beam of sunlight shone through a gold-rimmed crevice, making the grey rooftops and shrubbery glisten in the light. Baichuan City, 25 Banner Street, Jessicas Apartment. Top floor, room facing the sunrise. The light-blue embroidered curtain shaded most of the sunlight, with only a single streak of light piercing through a gap and casting a long rectangular golden ray on the white ceramic tiled floor, warming the brown blanket on the bed. On the bed, lay a resolute face, eyes closed tightly. Not particularly handsome, but a strong determination was evident in his features. Suddenly, the chirping of birds sounded from outside the window. Mmm? Casio opened his eyes, looking somewhat confused. He had been dreaming, imagining himself as the original Li Wei. In that rainy night, Finn and his two thug friends were tearing Li Chus clothes, while he, like a coward, cowered in the corner, trembling with each clap of thunder. Damnit! Casio cursed under his breath, and sat up. He was not the original Li Wei, he was not a coward. All the deeds that Li Wei was too cowardly to do, Casio had done in the Era of Retrospection. Fighting! Saving his sister, then fighting again! If it werent for the limitations, Casio would be eager to kill. He always believed that one is not born into this world to be submissive. Unprecedented compromises will only push oneself to the edge of a cliff. In the Youth Training Camp incident, Casio lived the life that Li Wei longed to, he did what Li Wei yearned for the most. And all of these were also, equally what Casio wanted to do. Even if the Era of Retrospection is just an illusion that cant influence the history of the past, Casio still wanted to relieve it for the sake of Li Wei, Li Chu, and himself. Of course, the premise of all this is that you have enough muscle. He earned seventy thousand federal coins yesterday, which just came in handy to buy medicinal herbs this morning. Getting up to the window, he pulled open the curtains. Bright sunlight immediately diffused, whisking away the shadows in the white room. He opened the window and took a breath of fresh air. The sunlight fell on the sparse green vegetation below, revealing a glossy green sheen. Next to Jessicas apartment was Camphor Road, with two rows of tall and vigorous trees, rustling in the wind. At the edge of the road, five or six black sedans with upswept tails were parked. The roofs of the cars were covered with the branches and leaves that had accumulated overnight. Happy Saint Bath Festival! Happy holidays! Downstairs, on the street. A long line of people was slowly walking towards this side, and the leading few were wearing decorative clothes characteristic of the local customs. Young and attractive women, donned with black gauze turbans each carrying a flower basket in one hand and scattering flower petals with the other. Among the crowd following them were those holding religious symbols such as the cross, those carrying white ribbons and fresh flowers, and some playing musical instruments. In total, there were nearly a hundred people. The residents on both sides were also welcoming with open arms, even deliberately standing in the places where the petals were being scattered, letting the white petals fall on their heads. This is the Saint Bath Festival, a national holiday of the Hong Li Federation. Initially, it was a religious festival, but it gradually became a more comprehensive festival. The women here sprinkle white petals on peoples heads, which is actually to mimic the process of holy water bathing the whole body, taking away sins and filth. In general, it carries a positive connotation. Adults like it very much, and the kids love it even more. Sar?h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Because on the day of the Saint Bath Festival, schools will have a day off. Also, homework cannot be assigned on this day. At Jessicas Apartment, Casio quickly freshened up in the bathroom then put on his clothes and descended the stairs. A plump old lady dressed in a floral dress came towards him. She had white hair, was wearing reading glasses, and using a walking stick. Good Morning Mrs. Jessica. Casio waved his hand. This lady was the landlady of the apartment. Ah Good Morning Mr. Dimitrios. It took Mrs. Jessica a while to respond, she turned her head to look at Casios retreating figure, seemingly pondering something. Everyone in the apartment knew that Mrs. Jessica suffered from memory loss So, Casio didnt mind what name she called him. ps. I see many book friends responding and that really uplifted my mood. I will continue to work hard to update, and I hope everyone will visit the latest chapter more, as readership is so important now. As you probably can tell, the pacing of this book could be slow. Like this chapter, its essentially about nothing much. I just want to try and make this world as rich and real as possible, expanding a little beyond the main line. This kind of writing is indeed laborious and thankless, taking about one and a half times the amount of time I usually need to write a chapter, and after finishing I would still get blamed for dragging it out (laughs) . But I still want to try it, perhaps its a compulsive disorder. Maybe I dont have enough skill or writing prowess. But I still want to make a best effort towards this mysterious journey, I really love Rolling Open this one. Chapter 34 - 34 Advantages of Era 034_1 ?Chapter 34: Advantages of Era 034_1 Chapter 34: Advantages of Era 034_1 First, lets have breakfast Casio glanced at the white petals on the ground and then strolled along the Camphor road. A fragrant aroma wafted over from a distance. On the north side of Banner Street, there were many breakfast shops on either side of the street. The cast iron gates were already up, and the shop owners and their helpers were preparing hot food, such as grilled meat sandwiches, oatmeal porridge, sausages, and bacon, among other things. Some bakeries by the side of the breakfast shops had also already opened, with customers coming and going. The air was permeated with the fresh aroma of baked bread. The physical exertion of practicing Secret Martial Art meant that Casio naturally had a big appetite. He ordered a bowl of oatmeal porridge, three grilled sausages, and two grilled meat-and-vegetable sandwiches, which he finished in a few bites. Next to a camphor tree, under the scattered golden spots, Casio held a stack of newspapers in his left hand, wrapping his freshly cooked Fried Fish Chips. In his right hand, he held a cup of hot milk. It smells quite good He lowered his head to look at the golden fries. Just as he was about to eat, Casio suddenly realized. His wound had not healed, so it would be best not to eat seafood. Despite the disappointment, he had no choice. He threw his head back to finish his milk, then headed towards the distant pharmacy. On his way, passing by Purple Lake Park, Casio left the Fried Fish Chips on a black bench. If the park janitors didnt clean it, a tramp would probably take it. Ding, ding, ding A series of clear bell sounds came from ahead. It turned out to be a postman riding a bicycle with a wind hat on. He wore a striking blue uniform, and slung across his waist was a diagonal bag, which was greenish-blue. The bag contained mail from afar. Ding ding ding Casio and the postman passed by each other. He spent a full ten thousand Federal Coins that morning. Indeed, practicing martial arts required a significant amount of money. If he were truly poor, without any financial support, he probably wouldnt even be able to get started. At half-past eleven, Casio carried two large bags over his shoulders back to Jessicas apartment. Each bag was swollen, almost the size of a child, weighing about fifty kilos. Without some strength, it would be impossible to carry these bags that far. After closing the door with a creak, Casio put down the bags. Thump! Thump! sea??h th NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Unrolling the tops of the bags, he took out several packets of medicinal materials wrapped in newspaper. Strong medicinal scents immediately wafted throughout the room. Half an hour later, Casio finally stood up straight. To his right were large pieces of packaged medicine bags, each representing the amount of medicinal bath needed for one use. On his left were piles of medicinal materials of varying sizes mixed together. Those were for making medicinal paste, which could be stored for a long time. They were generally stored in bottles for convenience of carrying. In terms of training methods, of course, daily medicinal baths are most effective, provided you have money. Because medicinal baths inevitably waste herbs, and the number of wasted herbs are quite significant. On the other hand, medicinal paste is not wasteful, can be carried around, and prepared in advance. The only drawback is that the effectiveness of training is not as high. Which one to choose is entirely up to individuals from the Wind Elephant Gate. The Gate typically only provides the medicinal paste dosage for each month. Of course, times are different now. The Hong Li Federation of seventy years ago and the Hong Li Federation of today are clearly not the same. With the rapid technological advancement, many previously rare and valuable medicinal materials have now become commonplace. Moreover, with the revolutionary development of transportation and corresponding tools, the cost of transporting medicinal materials has greatly reduced. The sources of medicinal materials have expanded from a single country to the entire Hong Li Federation, or even all countries along the shipping routes. Casio glanced at the seventy or eighty bags of medicinal bath ingredients lying at his feet and nodded with satisfaction. They should last about three months. Even the son of the Gate Master of the Wind Elephant couldnt dare to dream of having a medicinal bath every day. After all, the production of the medicinal bath must contain specific ingredients, which are tied to the rarest herbs. One of these herbs is the Orchid Heart Grass, which used to be produced in only two places in North Flow Country. Conversely, seventy years later, the Star Blue Empire in Star Blue Continent had a province that was full of this medicinal herb. Round after round of ships transported it to the Hong Li Federation, the price was low if not cheap. The price of Orchid Heart Grass was even cheaper than other medicinal materials. Such was the advantage of time. Starting from twelve oclock, continuing to one-thirty in the afternoon, Casio was preparing medicinal paste needed for Elephant Soul Secret Technique. The intense burned and medicinal smells slowly floated into the sky from the window. Luckily, he lived on the top floor of Jessicas apartment, with no neighbors above, otherwise, Casio would have been likely reported for it. The smell of boiling medicine was too strong. He couldnt stand it himself. Never mind three to four months, even if it is six months to a year, it would be enough. Casio put two diamond-shape glass bottles the size of an average humans head in the cabinet, filled with black medicinal paste. This medicinal paste couldnt be used as of now; it needed to be sealed and fermented for a week. When it emits a smell like river silt, it can be used by applying. By then, Casio would distribute this large amount into many small bottles for emergency use. For now, they would be stored here. He walked briskly into the living room, putting all these medicinal materials back into the large bag, and finally, put the bag in a cool and dry place. After finishing all this, Casio took a cold shower. Five minutes later, in front of the mirror, he looked at his right forearm. All the scabs on the wound had fallen off, only a white line was left, which was the new skin growing out. As he practiced Secret Martial Art, his healing ability seemed to be much stronger than average people, at least his minor injuries healed faster. After drying his body and getting dressed. Pulling the curtain to one side, a black rope was tied up. The medicinal smell in the room was too strong, and it probably wouldnt disperse even in an afternoon. When he opened the door, Casio picked up the black wide-brimmed hat from the coat rack, then he turned the cold metal handle and walked out. Descending down the stairs and turning right, he arrived at Camphor road. Some vendors were moving their stalls, after lunch and before dinner they would return. Casio glanced at the buildings opposite. Most of them were grey-white Victorian-style buildings. There were pointed gables above the bay windows, and the surface was decorated with carved or lace contours. The walls were red brick, with a lot of decorative carvings at the edges. All along the way, the exterior of the residences here were installed with iron railings, each with a metal decorative plate on the shoulders of the railings. Inside were decorated trees with colored ribbons. Naturally, the owners of these residences were not poor, nor were they wealthy merchants like the Hudson family. They were the middle class, those with decent jobs, financially well-off, the elites of society. At least in Baichuan City, they were considered elites in their respective industries. Stopping a horse carriage casually along the roadside, Casio left Banner Street. About ten minutes later, he reached a crossroad platform. He paid the fare and stepped down from the horse carriage. Chapter 35 - 35 035 Dads Antique Shop_1 ?Chapter 35: 035 Dads Antique Shop_1 Chapter 35: 035 Dads Antique Shop_1 The buildings on either side of the street were markedly lower than before, and the roads were relatively quiet. The only thing there was a black streetlight, each one having two protruding brackets beside the bulb, rather like candlesticks. They were the only decorations on this secluded road. Going past these pale yellow buildings, Casio followed the sidewalk paved with square tiles to the deeper part of the intersection on the right. At the end of the road, one could even see the black cliffs and the grassy trees behind. It was incredibly remote. No one would have expected a rather narrow antique shop to be situated here. A rectangular metal nameplate was hung above the shop. Old Fathers Antique shop. Well, the name is quite strange. Usually, if someone names their shop like this, they would add a name in front. For example, Charlies Old Fathers Antique Shop, but this antique shop seemed to be more unorthodox. Casio had been here once before the day before yesterday. The shop owner was a thin old man with round spectacles. His temper was rather quirky. Despite this, he quite enjoyed being here. The lack of people was, rather ironically, its appeal to Casio. He patted the bulging pocket on his left chest. This time his scouring of antique shops across the city seemed somewhat promising, provided that the Obsession Antiques or Legendary Antiques were there. Otherwise, even if he had a mountain of gold and silver, he couldnt buy the Obsession Energy he desired. After standing for a moment, he pushed the door and entered. Welcome to Old Fathers Antique Shop An aged voice rose from behind the red counter at the entrance, and the old man in a white shirt and yellow waistcoat raised his head slightly. Hello, Old Father. Casio waved his hand. Hes not much of a gregarious person, on the contrary, he seemed to be quite cold by nature. But for some reason, he always got a sense of familiarity with this old man. Maybe it was innate compatibility? Anyway, he was most comfortable in this antique shop. Last time he stayed late into the night flipping through items, Old Father even treated him to a soybean sandwich, a somewhat bizarre food. But admittedly, the flavor was actually pretty good. Li Wei, have you eaten lunch yet? Old Father slowly put down the stuff in his hand, circled the counter, and picked up a plate. Not yet. I was planning to eat at Nington Street. Casio had been busy sorting herbs and cooking ointment just before, hence he hadnt had the time to eat. Then have a soybean sandwich to fill your stomach first The old man pushed a plate towards Casio containing a sandwich. Without any hesitation, Casio picked it up and started eating. Thank you, Old Father. Hahaha. Old Father laughed cheerfully, his small eyes squinting, white eyebrows trembling, giving off a strange and amiable aura. Old Father, youre feeding your customers weird soybean sandwiches again. A weird voice came from the entrance. A little girl wearing a childrens T-shirt, holding a large ice cream cone, glanced at Old Father and then at Casio. What do you mean weird? The soybean sandwich is clearly the most delicious sandwich in the world! Old Father said angrily, One more thing~ Little Yu, did you skip school and come back home again? Old Father, youre getting confused again. Today is the Saints Bath Festival, schools on holiday. The little girl yelled a few times, seemingly afraid that the slightly deaf Old Father wouldnt hear her. She then proceeded upstairs. Hey, you dare to admonish Old Father. The old man waved the empty plate in his hand. By the way, Old Father, when is Uncle Yun coming back? The little girl upstairs shook her hair bangs. At least another month. Hes on the ship back from The United Republic of Yana. Old Father put down the plate and said: By the way, dont interrupt, you havent responded to Old Fathers question just then. Casio chuckled at the scene next to him. Both the child and the old man were cute, but their cuteness was more about their characters. He found out last time that the daddy and Little Yu were not from the Hong Li Federation, but from the Star Blue Empire in the Star Blue Continent. Their family also had an Uncle Yun who was abroad for business. Their business seemed to be related to antiques, and a small batch of antiques would be transported to Baichuan City every once in a while. However, these antiques were peculiar and of little value. Watching the determined old man walk upstairs, Casio couldnt help shaking his head. Maybe they got along so well because of the childs stubbornness. It is often said that the older one gets, the more childlike their temper becomes. Innocence at heart? He turned his head and walked toward the shelves in the antique shop. From the outside, the antique shop seemed small, but it was quite large inside. There are about a dozen pale yellow shelves in the centre, not professionally made, but handmade. You could see the wood grain and nail rivets on the edges. Some odd trinkets were displayed on the shelves. Music boxes, old pocket watches, bulky books, parchment The low counters covered with yellow cloth, surrounding the shelves on three sides against the wall, displayed larger antiques. Half-body sculptures, broken iron swords, vintage oil paintings spread flat, ceramic pots resembling teapots or night pots. All kinds of weird stuff without the specificity of a big antique shop. However, the complexity and diversity of small items seemed to be superior. As usual, Casio searched and examined from left to right, from the head of the room to the tail. Sear?h the N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Although he had a golden tongue to detect bitterness, this wasnt foolproof. When Casio first approached his senior brother wearing the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant, his mouth did not taste bitter. Only touching it with his hand would give the most reliable result. If the antique had obsession energy, his arm would feel numb and bitter. Of course, if some obsession antiques were hidden too deeply, and he could only sense them when there were wounds on his arm, Casio would have to accept his fate. He couldnt possibly run around touching everything with his bloody thumb. He could handle neither the rust nor the bacteria, let alone getting kicked out. As he moved from one shelf near the road to another, Casio made no unexpected discoveries. Putting down the goblet in his hand, he picked up a bronze coin next to him. The surface was rough and old, the metallic feel was weak, and the oxidation was not light. Casio gently rubbed it with his thumb, and his brow raised instantly. Familiar bitterness Am I having a lucky streak these days? The corners of his mouth couldnt help but curve upward. Sure enough, the coin in his hand was an obsession antique. Casio glanced around, rubbing the coin vigorously with his hand. The bitterness gradually intensified. It seemed like there was a layer of something on the surface of the coin that was wrapping the obsession energy, which required close contact. Resolutely, he bit his fingertip and gently pressed it onto the coin. A surge of cold energy drilled into his skin from the outside. The numbers in the upper right corner jumped twice in an instant. Obsession Energy: 1.92.02.1 It was a bit less, but Casio didnt mind. Having it was a good thing. He looked at the shelf and immediately found seven or eight similar coins. On the back was a crooked crown with a cross at the top, and on the front was a large fifty. Casio picked up the coins and tried the same trick again. He found another coin infused with obsession energy. Obsession Energy: 2.12.3 He pinched the coin in his palm and shouted at the counter. Daddy, how much for these coins? Chapter 36 - 36 036 Crown Cross Star (third watch of the night)_1 ?Chapter 36: 036 Crown Cross Star (third watch of the night)_1 Chapter 36: 036 Crown Cross Star (third watch of the night)_1 What did you say? came the voice of the old man from behind the counter. I said! How much are these coins?! Casio raised his voice so that the slightly hard-of-hearing old man could hear him. Oh, I heard that, let me come over and have a look. In no time at all, the old man came over to the shelf. Casio handed over the seven or eight coins he had in his hand. The sun shone through the window into the antique shop, and these copper coins had a bit of a reflection. Both of them could clearly see that there was a raised crown logo on the surface of the coins, and even the gemstones on the crown were traceable, and at the top was a cross. The only thing is, this cross was veered a bit to the right. These are Crown Stars coins, Ill take ten bucks each, not something of value. But if youre a coin enthusiast, you might want to collect them The old man put down the magnifying glass in his hand and said. One for ten, all eight total to eighty, quite cheap. Casio is actually quite principled in his actions. If he really encounters antiques that contain Obsession Energy, after absorbing it, he mostly buys them back on the spot. Otherwise, even though the shop owner might actually be unaware, Casio himself would feel a bit put off. Of course, if he encounters some antique that really exceeds his tolerance range, Casio would not nor want to be pretentious about it. After all, hes the only one who can absorb Obsession Energy, and no one else can identify it. After absorbing the Obsession Energy, the antique remains the same, and the shop can still sell it to others to make money. Regarding the matter of increasing ones strength by reasonably using the Golden Finger. Casio has flexible principles. Then Ill take them all. He paid for them right away. A light yellow federal paper money from the Hong Li Federation was pulled out of his pocket. The front had 100 printed on it, and the back had a hairy middle-aged man with a striking hook nose. This middle-aged man was the great Duke of Hong Li from a hundred years ago. Wait a moment, Ill go to the counter and get you your change. No need, old man. The extra twenty can be considered as the cost of the soybean sandwiches, I actually quite like the taste. Ill find a box for you. The old man couldnt help but smile when he heard Casio say he liked the taste of the soybean sandwiches, then immediately picked up a beautiful and delicate wooden box from the shelf. To be honest. The price of this delicate box alone is worth more than twenty. Sar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio who wanted to be generous actually earned, he felt a bit helpless, but he didnt haggle over this small matter. Sometimes, when old people do this, it shows they respect you. Too much modesty will make old people feel that youre not valuing their good intentions. Next, Casio found an opportunity to ask the old man about the origin of the coins. These copper coins are obviously from a series, the back is all crowns, and the front is all marked with 50. Although the old man is a bit forgetful, he is familiar with these antiques. This coin with a slanted crown is known as the Crown Cross Star, and its prototype name is: Saint Baswe Crown. In North Reef Continent, there is a Duchy of Ryant in the north of the Hong Li Federation. The Duchy of Ryant was originally a duchy under the rule of the Puka Dynasty. Of course, that is hundreds of years ago. Now the Puka Dynasty is no more. Going back 700 years Duke Baswe inherited his fathers position and became the Duke of Ryant, and later was crowned king. He built the first crown in Ryant Duchys history, which is later known as Crown Cross Star. Because he was religious, he placed a golden cross on the top of the crown, which was very luxurious. Unexpectedly, about two hundred years ago, the crown accidentally fell to the ground and the golden cross on top was knocked askew. None of the kings at that time and the successive kings thereafter thought to straighten it, and they all wore the slanted crown for their coronations. The subsequent fifty Ryan coins were stamped with this askew crowned cross. One hundred and fifty years ago, not long after the founding of the Hong Li Federation, a revolution broke out in the Duchy of Ryant. The emperor was pushed onto the guillotine. During the beheading, the spectators scattered coins, staining them with the blood of Volly IV at the time. Due to its special significance, many people in later generations have collected this kind of coin. However, these items are often imitated. Fifty Ryan coins are abundant, and many are one or two hundred years old. Who knows which coins are really stained with the emperors blood, so this kind of coin is not valuable. Twenty years ago, during the boom times for antiques, it was quite popular. After all, one could buy an antique coin of unknown authenticity with just a little money and brag to friends about the little story behind the coin. As for now, its rather unpopular, only some coin collectors would buy. Regarding the origin of these coins in the old mans antique shop, the old man himself wasnt too clear. Because most of the strange and exotic antiques in the shop were sent back by Uncle Yun, who was drifting outside. And Uncle Yun only comes back once a month. A month hopefully, I can stay in Baichuan City until then. Casio bid goodbye to the old man, picked up the box and walked out of the antique shop. The streets were deserted, with few pedestrians. The tram car and horse carriage probably wouldnt pass by here. Seems like I can only walk to the main road first ********************* From two oclock in the afternoon until three fifty, Casio visited more than half of the antique shops in Baichuan City. In fact, most of the time was spent on the road, and the search in the shop was rather efficient. He only needed to check the antiques that had arrived in the last two days. Other than the unexpected harvest at Daddys antique shop, today was the same as usual. On the other hand, he spent over a hundred bucks on transportation. Thud, his shoes landed on the hard ground. A tall youth wearing a wide-brimmed hat got off the tram, He looked up at Red Tower Street not far away and then strode towards it, casually throwing the ticket into the trash can on his way. Creak, the gate of Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall was pushed open. At the counter by the door, the old man with bat-like hair was engrossed in reading the newspaper, completely unaware of Casios arrival. Only when a shadow blocked the book page did he notice. .. Casio, who lowered his head, retracted his gaze in speechlessness. The old man had disguised an outer layer of Baichuan City morning newspaper around a thick porn magazine. The pages of the book were printed with sexy, curvaceous girls dressed in the most fashionable clothes. There were also accompanying descriptive stories next to them, including their bust, waist, and hip measurements. Ahem The old man placed the magazine underneath, coughed awkwardly: AhTrainer Li Wei is here, your booked students are already waiting, heres the key to the training room. Casio smiled, took the keys and turned around to leave. How come theres no sound when you walk, like a ghost The old man muttered a complaint, looked around left and right for a bit, then was reassured and returned to his previous act. Bending down, tucking in his neck, squinting at the middle. His lewd, completely absorbed expression made him look like a pervert. Chapter 37 - 37 037 Temptation_1 ?Chapter 37: 037 Temptation_1 Chapter 37: 037 Temptation_1 In the hall of the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Halls public area. Youve been waiting for quite a while, havent you? Casio was standing at the door, looking over to his right. On that side were four boys and one girl. All already dressed in Grey Stamp Martial Art Halls student attire, they were warming up. Some were punching sandbags, others were messing with metal equipment. Three of them were familiar to Casio C they were the same three he had taken to dinner last night, Tifa Milofere. The other two were other students who had registered yesterday. Its okay, Coach Li Wei, theres still five minutes before class, we were just warming up. Tifa dropped her fists that were pounding the sandbag, her curvy figure barely hidden by the training attire. Hmm. Casio nodded,By the way, Tifa. Can you unlock the training room for me? Im going to the locker room to change. With that, he tossed her the keys in his hand. The room number is on it, the others can follow as well. Yes. Okay. Watching the silhouettes of the five students leaving, Casio made his way to the coaches locker room along the corridor. He opened his personal locker, quickly changed into a sturdy beige combat suit. He threw his original clothes and hat into the locker and locked the door. He then walked out under the dim yellow light above him. Ten minutes later, in training room B-15. Phil was in a forward lunge, his waist was straight. His left fist was tucked into his waist and his right fist was held out in the air. On the side, Casio was continuously correcting his form, while explaining to the four onlooking students, A correct punching stance is fundamental. If your fundamentals are incorrect, no matter how much you practice later on, it wont be correct. This creates a significant gap between you and others Two minutes later, Phils forehead and back were covered in sweat. His body was trembling and his joints felt numb and sore. He was tired, but feeling Tifas gaze from the side made him feel less fatigued, at least mentally. Sarch* The ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Alright, Phil, you can take a break now. Casio patted Phils shoulder. Its good to persist, but overdoing it isnt. His coaching method was a complete imitation of how Lixia from the Youth Training Camp did it. The idea was to make a deep impression on the students by pointing out all the errors in their form in front of everyone, then forcing them to hold the correct stance for three to four minutes. Any student with a normal psychological tolerance could remember 50% of the corrections after one round, greatly benefiting their later training. Of course, there were also students with a strong ego and high sensitivity. Casio followed this strategy only after he had a grasp of Phils personality. Huff Relieved, Phil let out a breath. Seeing Tifa attentively listening to the class next to him, he discreetly massaged his foot. Alright, next were going to demonstrate the next movement. Milo, come over here. Phil heard this and looked at his friend. Milo, looking helpless, stood up and walked over. As he passed Phil, he seemed to mutter something under his breath. Why am I, a swordsman, learning to box? Time passed quickly. Two hours was both long and short. Glancing at his watch, it was already six oclock. Alright, well stop here for today. See you tomorrow. Casio opened the door to the training room and headed towards the common area. A group of students who needed to change clothes followed him. On the vast, gray, grid-like streets of Red Tower Street, the cold wind carried leaves and tattered newspapers, lowly drifting into the distance. The edge of the sky was a bit red, blindingly so. The pale yellow clouds merged with the red sky, creating a peculiar, mystical color. A flock of black birds flew from the west to the east. In the twilight, a man in a black jacket, jeans, and sunglasses was leisurely smoking a cigarette, slowly exhaling a ring of smoke. Here we are, Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, Li Wei. A cruel smile emerged from the corner of his mouth. With a flick, he extinguished the cigarette under his palm. The tall silhouette walked towards the direction of the martial arts hall. In the hall. Youre the one called Li Wei? Who are you? Casio looked at the man in sunglasses suspiciously. This man was as tall and strong as him, and had a strong smell of smoke on him. Never mind that, I heard youre pretty good at martial arts, lets have a match! The man brushed through his thick hair, looking cool and confident. What are you standing there for? Afraid of a challenge? The man in shades smirked, subconsciously taking out a cigarette from his breast pocket and placing it in his mouth. The rules of the martial arts hall stipulate that you have to pay a challenge fee first. Casio calmly said, challenge fees are necessary for a challenge. If not, we would be pestered to death. The time spent in free challenging would be better spent in practicing the Secret Martial Art. Ah, really? The sunglasses man glanced around. Several attracted students nodded in agreement. Alright then. He nonchalantly twisted his neck and walked towards the front desk. He was about to speak to the old man reading a yellow book in a chair. Smoking is prohibited in the Martial Arts Hall, he stated. Ah, really? The sunglasses man lifted his head, surprising himself by discovering the non-smoking sign on the wall behind the old man, coughing twice. He then quietly hid the unlit cigarette in his shirt. I want to challenge that guy called Li Wei. The sunglasses man said as he took out a black wallet: How much? Li Wei the coach? That would be a thousand, the old man responded, glancing at him and then looking back at his yellow book. How much?! The sunglasses mans action of flipping the wallet froze temporarily. A thousand! The old mans voice was remarkably loud. Seemingly irritated by his peaceful reading being disrupted. This This is expensive. Feeling the surrounding eyes on him, the sunglasses man coughed: Let me count, one, two Seven, eight, nine. Thats it. Damn, a hundred short! the sunglasses man cursed under his breath. No worries, nine hundred is fine, Ill cover the rest. Casio suddenly interrupted, handing over a banknote. Thank you. The sunglasses man sneered. He passed the ten bank notes to the old man at the desk. Five minutes later, on the dusky streets. The sunglasses man gave a blank look at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall behind him. He lasted only ten rounds. He got a purplish bruise on his cheek and lost the nine hundred federation dollars he usually keeps in his wallet to buy cigarettes. I simply couldnt defend against his punches; he must be an expert who has mastered the level five federation combat techniques and has been at the peak for several years the sunglasses man thought to himself. In the villas hall, on two soft and comfortable sofas. A refined youngster in a white shirt sat on the left and a burly man wearing sunglasses sat on the right. Does he really have the strength of a level five federation peak player? The youth lightly adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, their crescent lenses reflecting a faint light. Seriously, why would I lie to you? Look at my face. The sunglasses man pointed at the white plaster on his left cheek. To him, this minor flesh wound wasnt a big deal, only the embarrassment in the Martial Arts Hall was a bit painful. He was used to dealing with shady businesses with the Kilan Gangs Matthew, hence his personality wasnt very restrictive. He usually would have exploded in situations like this, but Matthews younger brother Phil was present, so he had to endure. Whats regretful was the whopping nine hundred dollars for cigarettes, a sore loss Level five peak, this Li Wei is worth befriending! A smile appeared on Matthews handsome face, and he snapped his fingers. Tomorrow afternoon I will go and pick up my little brother after school. Ahem can the travel expenses be reimbursed? The sunglasses man on the side stroked his chin. How much? Nine hundred. Which vehicle did you get on that costs nine hundred dollars?! Anyway, nine hundred, are you giving it or not Chapter 38 - 38 038 Thank You_1 ?Chapter 38: 038 Thank You_1 Chapter 38: 038 Thank You_1 The next day, Snowflake Middle School, three thirty in the afternoon. With the ring of the school bell, the originally quiet campus burst into activity in an instant. In no time, standing at the school gate, parents could see a swarm of students rushing out like a tidal wave, among them, some found their own parents to go home with. There were others who split into groups of two or three, heading in different directions. These students were going to their extracurricular activities. Some clubs were held within the school, while some had their activities outside of the school grounds. But rest assured, these clubs instructors all had a connection with the school. They could either be teachers from the school or formal coaches invited by the school using its connections and money. Bro, why are you here?! At the school gate, Phil, who had just walked out from the black iron gate, seemed a bit surprised. Matthews business had always kept him busy. He only had time to pick Phil up once at the start of the term. Phil. Matthew, standing to the side, waved and smiled. He wore a pure white shirt on his upper body, complemented by a brown striped tweed jacket. He wore a greyish-white top hat and his usual pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He also had on recently fashionable dark red loafers. He was the picture of elegance and refinement. The afternoon daylight shined on Matthew, casting a pale golden glow over his face, with his silver watch chain reflecting the light on his chest. Compared to the other parents surrounding him, Matthew outshone them all. He had an air of success and social superiority. Phil, is that your brother? Hes so handsome! From behind, a group of five or six girls from his class who had also just ended school were chattering away. Their eyes often darted curiously towards Matthew from the distance; it was quite self-evident what they were discussing. Sar?h the N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Phil ignored the group of girl fans behind him. Why is your brother picking you up? Milo, standing next to him, swung his school bag and asked. I dont know, maybe theres something going on. Phil shrugged and quickly walked over to his brother. Bro, why did you come pick me up today? Hey, listen to that tone. As your older brother, cant I occasionally show some concern for you? Come, lets go for a nice meal Matthew lowered his hat to shield his eyes from the sun, his tone sounding a bit helpless. I have a martial arts lesson with Coach Li Wei at four. Phil scratched his head, finding the two commitments conflicting. No problem. Ill first take you to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall for your lesson. Then at six, Ill pick you up and Coach Li Wei, and well go for dinner together. Ive always felt that our dads handling of things the day before yesterday was improper, simply giving money feels insincere. At the very least, we should have a nice meal as a token of our thanks. What do you think? Sounds good, once we get to Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, Ill invite Coach Li Wei. Phil readily agreed to Matthews proposal, volunteering himself for the task. By this time, Milo had also walked over from behind. Milo, come, catch a ride with my brother Phil said. Driving along the gray streets of Baichuan City, a Haizennaya sedan made its way slowly. The ornamental trees and black streetlights on both sides whizzed by, the seats in the carriage were incredibly comfortable. From the backseat, Milo was taking in the discreet yet opulent gold trim inside the car, the spacious interior, and the luxurious, plush blanket; he was forming a new understanding of Phils familys wealth. Five minutes later, Red Tower Street. Bro, Im going. Phil stood at the side of the road and waved goodbye. Go ahead. Matthew, at the window of the drivers seat, gestured vaguely towards the sign of Gray Stamp Martial Arts Hall. Got it. Phil nodded and turned to walk towards the martial arts hall with Milo. At six in the afternoon, the evening sky displayed a multitude of colors. From red to yellow, the clouds spread out in a rippling gradient. Under the high-altitude air currents, it slowly moved, occasionally revealing half of a fiery red setting sun. The door to the Gray Stamp Martial Arts Hall swung open, Phil and Casio were chatting while leisurely walking down Red Tower Street. After only a few steps, they saw a black sedan parked by the roadside. This sedan was not like everyone elses bulky and turtle-shell like vehicles, it was instead elongated. If you had to compare it to something, it looked a bit like the extended version of a Lincoln, rounded at the corners, and there was a silver decoration along the bottom edge. On the hood was a pale golden crescent logo. The drivers seat window gradually lowered to reveal a handsome face. Matthew gently knocked on the car door and said, Get in. Casio and Phil quickly got in the backseat, and a flurry of polite thank-yous echoed within the car. Matthew had reserved a table by the window on the fifth floor of the Purple Sky Restaurant. It was said that the view was nice, and the food was quite reliable. Most importantly, the environment was pleasant and cozy and not overly formal. Its not suitable for business talks, but it feels more friendly. The reservation was for six-thirty. By the time the three arrived at their table, there were already some appetizers set out. Soon enough, Matthew and Casio started eating as they chatted. Whether it was an act or a portrayal of genuine feelings, both of them showed a certain affinity for each other. Despite only meeting twice, totaling four hours, they called each other by their first names without any formalities. By the time dinner was winding down, Matthew seemed to have had too much to drink and started addressing Casio as a brother, promising zealously that if there were anything bothersome they could come to him. As long as it was within his capabilities, he would help Casio! Casio, it seemed, had also had his share of alcohol and did not hold back. He immediately asked for two things. The first was to find coins, the second was to find herbs. Matthew agreed on the spot, saying that he would see to it the next day and would absolutely get it done within two weeks. Casio, on the other hand, was full of gratitude, continually drinking and thanking Matthew. As they ate, drank and traded stories, they spent a good three hours over dinner. By the time they were done, it was already nine-thirty, almost ten. Ten-ten at night, Banner Street, Jessicas apartment. No need to see me any further, my apartment is just up ahead. Casio, reeking of alcohol, got out of the car, waved, and walked toward the building. Take care. Matthew, by the car window, also waved, not taking his eyes off Casio until he disappeared around the corner. He then rolled up the window. He blinked, and his originally drunk pupils became instantly clear. There wasnt a hint of the drunkenness he exhibited at the dinner table just a moment ago. He sat in the drivers seat for a while longer. Matthew glanced at his younger brother, peacefully sleeping in the back seat, took a sip from the teacup next to him, and then stepped on the gas pedal. The elongated sedan quickly disappeared into the night. Jessicas apartment, the top floor, by the window of the bedroom. A tall figure stood quietly in the darkness, looking down at the street below. His rigid silhouette was as if it was a statue. Seeing the black sedan leaving and disappearing in the distance, only then did the figure close the window and draw the curtains. The light in the bedroom switched on with a click, casting a soft yellow glow, and becoming the only source of light in the apartments facade. Chapter 39 - 39 039 Orchid Heart Grass Origin Place_1 ?Chapter 39: 039 Orchid Heart Grass Origin Place_1 Chapter 39: 039 Orchid Heart Grass Origin Place_1 A week fleeted by quickly, June 28th. Jessicas apartment, on the fourth floor, in a spacious room. The pungent smell of the potion was constantly steaming, mingling with the surrounding air. In a corner of the room, there was a pale-yellow wooden barrel containing hot water and a pack of medicinal herbs. As time passed, the herbal pack gradually released black substances into the hot water, making the whole water darker and murkier. Creak, Casio entered naked. Although the curtain was tightly drawn in this room, the light seemed a little dim, but one could still see the robust body of bronze. sea??h th n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Having lightly breathed in the stinging smell of the potion, Casio picked up the ointment from the nearby cabinet and smeared his whole face with a layer of black. Then, he stepped into the barrel. Gradually sitting cross-legged, all his parts below his neck were soaked in the potion. Only his head that was smeared with ointment breathed the air. The skin felt burning hot. Casio first emptied his mind before posing a special move created in the Elephant Soul Secret Technique to cooperate with the medicinal bath. The cross-legged sitting style, the radian of the waist, and the placement of the arms all had stringent demands. And he must maintain such a position for at least half an hour. On top of that, there was also corresponding breathing exercise. Huff huff huff sigh huff huff sigh huff sigh Having complied with all the three demandsspecial activity, breathing method, and training potionCasio sitting cross-legged was still for no longer than five minutes. He could vaguely feel a liquid-like substance seeping into the muscles from the skin with an impending burning sensation accompanied by a gradually intensifying pricking feeling. It felt as though someone was lightly pricking every corner of your skin with a steel needle, initially just a dot, then a light jab. This level of pricking gave Casio some sense of stimulation, but couldnt be described as pain. It was possibly equivalent to a needle piercing the skin surface but not going deeper. This illustrated that his training in the Elephant Soul Secret Technique was still far from adequate and immature. The real sense of nearing the completion of the first layer of needle training of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique should feel like thousands of needles pierce the body. Casio speculated that such a touch sensation was induced due to a large amount of medicinal strength permeating the skin and being absorbed by the muscles. That is, the greater the skin stimulation, the stronger the prickly sensation would be. The higher the level of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique, the better the training effect. On thinking it over, the Elephant Soul Secret Technique is actually a standard ascetic exercise. Perseverance and willpower predominate in this aspect. While talent and core bone are important, they are not exaggeratedly significant. A hint of utter comprehension sprung up in Casios heart. Half an hour passed, and the medicinal liquid in the barrel cooled down. That pricking sensation too, disappeared gradually. Casio terminated the cultivation of secret techniques, rushed into the bathroom, and took a quick shower. He then poured down the potion, cleaned the barrel, and wore clothes. Next to the living room window, he pulled the curtain aside to allow the morning sunlight to pour in, and fresh air surged in waves. Casio glanced at the text label in the upper right corner. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 32.7% (Total three layers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 14.8% (Total three layers) The progress is good. The Elephant Soul Secret Technique has already exceeded 30%. Its not surprising that the Wind Elephant Fist falls slightly short. After all, the best way to train fist technique is actual combat, and there arent that many combat experts in Baichuan City. If you want to make rapid progress, you have to be in the Era of Retrospection. Hmm? Casio glanced at the street below his apartment. A black varnished silver-bottom sedan car had just stopped in an open space. A blonde woman stepped out of the car. She was carrying something as she walked towards Jessicas apartment. Thats Matthews car Is there any news? Casio raised his brows slightly, slightly surprised. That day, he had asked for two favors with a try-and-see attitude. It now appeared there was a response? Over ten days ago, Casio asked Matthew on the dining table for two favors. One of them was the Crown Cross Star Coin. Although the Obsession antique of this kind only provided very little Obsession, only about 0.2 per piece, it was traceable for the Crown Cross Star Coin. And it had already been basically confirmed by Casio that any genuine artifacts that had been stained with the blood of the unfortunate beheaded emperor contained Obsession Energy. This was a reliable and traceable source. As for the second favor Casio asked Matthew for. Two words: medicinal herb. Specifically: Orchid Heart Grass. Since he was now in a state seven decades after the era of Li Wei, Casio of course wanted to take full advantage of this condition. If the plan went well, the benefits would be enormous. So, he naturally set his sights on the precious Orchid Heart Grass. Seventy years ago, due to climatic temperature and production environment, the entire North Flow Country had only two places that could produce Orchid Heart Grass. Moreover, the supply was scarce and only available during the corresponding seasons. This also made the Wind Elephant Gates training potion very valuable. Ordinary disciples barely had the privilege to soak it even once. Even the core and elder members within the door could only use it sparingly. Who could do it like Casio? Soak it once a day, a barrel each time Knock knock knock The sound of knocking interrupted Casios reminiscences. May I know if Mr. Li Wei is there? Here I am. Ten minutes later, on the soft couch near the balcony, Casio, with his back to the sunlight, was turning over the papers in his hand. One piece of bad news and one piece of good news. The bad news was that the Crown Cross Star Coin had been too unpopular in recent years. Major antique shops and antique companies seemed to have very few of them, and they were not easy to find. It would take a long time. Once a definite amount was found, Matthew would send someone to deliver them. On the other hand, the good news. Matthew asked a friend of his, who did a business in medicinal herbs, with Casios description and managed to fetch the data about the variation of the places that produced Orchid Heart Grass in North Flow Country and the nearby two counties in the past seventy years. Luckily, Casio found the third production site for the Orchid Heart Grass in North Flow Country among this pile of papers! It had a thriving period about sixty-five years ago, and even before artificial cultivation, there was already a group of wild Orchid Heart Grass, only it hadnt been discovered by people. This production site was concealed in a remote mountain forest and was accidentally found. Starting from sixty years ago, the Orchid Heart Grass from this place occupied the main market due to its large quantity and good quality. Up to this day, it is still producing and selling low-cost Orchid Heart Grass. Huff I wonder if the Era of Retrospection retraces the whole world of that time. If it really does, then my operation is absolutely feasible. Casio put the papers in his hand on the coffee table, clearly aware that once he disclosed the information about this Orchid Grass production site, the entire senior level of the Wind Elephant Gate would probably be astounded. More Orchid Heart Grass would mean more training potion, more training potion would mean quicker progress in martial arts, and advancement in martial arts would imply the prosperity of the sect! Chapter 40 - 40 040 Second Retrospection_1 ?Chapter 40: 040 Second Retrospection_1 Chapter 40: 040 Second Retrospection_1 By then, the senior level of the Wind Elephant Gate wouldnt just worship Casio like an ancestor, they would definitely reward him lavishly. The one who bears firewood for the many should not be left to freeze in the snow. The one who forges paths of liberty should not be entrapped in thorns. Of course, how to reveal, by what means to reveal, who to reveal through. These considerations required some careful thinking. Casio certainly wouldnt dumbly reveal to the senior level of the Wind Elephant Gate directly. Everything would depend on the circumstances at that time. Black Sand City, Firmwood Town, Berna Mountain. He glanced at the address, inexplicably feeling a sense of familiarity. Suddenly, Casios eyes lit up, Is this a coincidence? This is Li Weis hometown: Flower Road Village of Firmwood Town, Black Sand City. He suddenly stood up and muttered to himself, Whats the date today? The 28th. Casio nodded slightly: The time of the demon shadow manifestation is at six in the afternoon on July 4th, theres plenty of time. I need to make a trip to Black Sand City for a field investigation If things go smoothly, by then Ill probably have a reason for finding the origin of Orchid Heart Grass. Going back to my hometown? Theres no better excuse! Four days later, at the train station in Baichuan City. A weary-looking young man in an overcoat disembarked, his face showing signs of exhaustion, but his eyes were still bright. He left the train station, hailed a horse carriage, and returned to his apartment. Today is July 2nd, he has one more day to prepare. On the morning of July 3rd, the items that Casio temporarily borrowed from Matthew arrived. A young man handed him a bulging bag of documents and reminded Casio to use them carefully, if possible, not at all. On the afternoon of July 3rd, in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Baichuan City. In the spacious and sealed space, the light was dimly yellow. There was a pile of assorted items at the edge of the warehouse, and the air was filled with a rotten smell. On the side farthest from the warehouse door, a young man sat on a mahogany chair. He was playing with a black handgun in his hand. After ensuring that the gun magazine was loaded and the safety could be disengaged at any time, Casio slipped the handgun back into his waist holster. He was not a fool, and he definitely wasnt someone who would just wait for death. Although the Retrospective Ability was useful, no one could guarantee that they could complete the original owners obsession every time. If he failed to eliminate the obsession, then Casio could only return to reality and fight the Shadow Demon. The Retrospective Ability was a somewhat stable hidden card, but better safe than sorry. He planned to probe some things above the original rules of the Shadow Demon, in an attempt to find loopholes. For example, swallow a pill that weakens the whole body the day before, and take the antidote when the demon shadow manifests. Would he then face a weakened duplicate? Or refrain from eating for two days, making himself weak. Or stay awake for two days, making himself neurasthenic. Or, like Casio now, bringing along a modern weapon. Surely, the Shadow Demon couldnt reproduce weapons? Perhaps if he was lucky, the Shadow Demon would be shot in the head and die as soon as it materialized. All these were still uncertain And so, with a somewhat expectant mood, time ticked away bit by bit until six in the afternoon on July 3rd. Casio at this time is the Shadow Demon that he would need to face a day later, which sounded like a mouthful, but could be understood upon deep contemplation. Click, the minute hand on the dial pointed straight at six in the afternoon. Casio didnt budge, he was still waiting. The best Retrospective time was seven in the afternoon, so that Casio would have enough time to deal with the Shadow Demon copy. At the same time, it would also minimize the chances of others discovering him killing his own self. May everything go smoothly. He exhaled, continuing to wait for the time to come. Finally, as the outside of the warehouse was completely shrouded in darkness. The black hand on the silver watch dial pointed at the seven oclock position. Lets begin. Casio squeezed the Wind Elephant Ivory pendant around his neck. A familiar bitter taste filled his mouth, a stream of cool air seemed to appear out of nowhere in his mind, causing his head to tingle and swell. On the upper right of his vision, the stored obsession energy began to drop bit by bit, and the cold sensation throughout his body gradually subsided. Sar?h the n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Obsession Energy: 2.30.8 Buzz Casio felt his head buzzing, as if a diesel engine was running at high speed inside. He slowly looked around, and a vague enveloping feeling gradually spread. It was like a great swath of mysterious and unknown gray fog surging. From his nostrils, the rotten smell in the warehouse gradually faded. Casio felt the whole world start to spin, accelerating! Accelerating again! His brain seemed to be thrown onto the ceiling. At the moment his vision zoomed out indefinitely. Bang!!! A fist wrapped in bandages violently hit the sandbag. The bag swayed backwards, and the metallic stand fastened to the ground creaked. The sandbags swing gradually eased. Phew Casio exhaled a breath of stale air, looking around. This was a room filled with sunlight, with a grey floor and white walls. There were two to three sun-facing windows on the right. In the corner, several brown sandbags were hanging from five to six iron supports of varying sizes, all different weights. On the empty space on the far right of the rod, a white towel was hanging. Is this the training room of the Wind Elephant Gate? Casio could vaguely hear the sound of punches striking from the neighboring room, the muffled pounding sound of hitting a sandbag. It seemed like there were two to three people chatting. Above his field of vision, a symbol of the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant hovered in mid-air, with a meter-like scale next to it. The situation was exactly the same as the first time he used Retrospection. Casio had a thought, and a flood of information surged into his mind like a tide. He closed his eyes, standing in a corner of the training room. The noon sunlight shone through the windows onto the wall, Casio was bare-chested, his robust copper-colored muscles rising and falling with his breath. Glistening sweat trickled down his muscular body, dampening his grey training pants bit by bit. No one knows how long it was. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, frustration mingled with a hint of anger, Damn it. Casio couldnt help but swear. He knew that humans were creatures who adaptable to their surroundings. Humans can bear a lot, and even influential figures can suppress their emotions when their entire family dies right before their eyes! But, patience is a double-edged sword, and that sword is meant to kill. Influential figures are like snakes, they coil their bodies to prepare for a better attacking position. But Li Wei was different, he was too patient. So patient that the sword in his heart rusted and broke. As a result, he became submissive, sycophantic, and impotently angry. Li Wei, you really arent worth anyones sympathy Casio picked up the white towel from the railing next to him. A bang sound, the door to the training room was suddenly open. Two students in grey combat suits, a man and a woman, walked in from the outside. As soon as the man saw Casio, he frowned and said irreverently. Li Wei where are the training tools I asked you to get from the warehouse? Chapter 41 - 41 041 Planned Trajectory (Seeking to Read Further)_1 ?Chapter 41: 041 Planned Trajectory (Seeking to Read Further)_1 Chapter 41: 041 Planned Trajectory (Seeking to Read Further)_1 Casio lifted his head and gave him a cold glance. In the original trajectory, Li Weis teacher was still Lixia, but Li Wei was not her only disciple. He also had a junior male disciple and a female disciple. The male disciples name was Damo, and the female was known as Sharon. Although the three were from the same school, their relationships were extremely strained. Especially between Damo and Li Wei, maybe because of competition, Damo was always setting traps for Li Wei in any way possible. What was especially frustrating was that Li Wei couldnt defeat him, which was rather laughable. Li Wei was more advanced in mastering the Elephant Soul Secret Technique and was more proficient at the Wind Elephant Fist than Damo. However, he just couldnt seem to win against Damo during their in-school sparring matches as if something in his character limited him. This was why, after Casio delved into his memories, he felt that Li Wei was rather oppressed. He obviously had the strength but was bullied by the weaker people. Ridiculous and absurd. While Casio was reminiscing a bit, a blond-haired Damo walked over with a furrowed brow: Im talking to you! If I recall correctly, those exercise equipments should have been fetched by you as per teachers instructions. Do your own work. Casio spoke indifferently, using a white towel in his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Yo, getting moody now? Whats up? Changed your nature? Damo stroked his slightly stubbled chin and laughed. Previously, whenever he asked Li Wei to fetch something, Li Wei would silently do it, without any complaints. The chores that Lixia asked Damo to do would be handed over to Li Wei. After the chores were done, Damo would take the credit without ever mentioning Li Wei. Over time, this had become a habit, even an unspoken agreement. When oppression became the norm, any resistance from the oppressed could seem unreasonable to the oppressor, causing a shocking anger. That was exactly how Damo felt right now. A little surprised at first, he immediately became angry: Be good and move the exercise equipment for me, Im only giving you ten minutes! Do it yourself. Casio didnt want to deal with him at all. If it wasnt for the circumstances, he wouldve slapped Damos face long ago. Casio turned around and headed towards the light grey clothes placed not far away by the wall. What did you say?! Damos tone was overtaken by noticeable anger. I said do it yourself. Casio said the same thing, he wasnt the type to be a pushover like the previous owner, Li Wei. Unless it was someone Casio respected, or someone he was willing to accommodate. Even with a gun pointed at his head, one could not expect him to beg for mercy. This was evident in the Archaeological Ruins Incident. Hey, feeling energized, huh?! Damo looked at his fellow disciple Sharon and felt his dignity taking a hit. He abruptly took two quick steps and rushed over. He swung his right fist, an action consistent with the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique. The fist traced in the air, aiming clearly. The target was Casios left shoulder from behind. Thud! Slap! The first was the sound of the fist colliding, followed by the crisp sound of a slap on Damos face. Casio suddenly turned his body around. He maintained the movement of giving a punch and a slap. His well-defined muscles flexed and contracted with a strong sense of power. On the other hand, the attacking Damo took several steps backward. He first shook his hand, shocked by the fact that Li Weis strength was greater than his. He then blankly covered his cheek, where the skin was starting to sting. He was hit. He was hit by a dork who was practically mute? This brief moment of surprise quickly turned into rage. Hold it right there!!! Damo abruptly stormed toward the door, swinging his fist vigorously as if using the explosive techniques. Casio simply ignored him, took his clothes, put a towel around his neck, and walked out as if nothing had happened. He could hear the wild rushing sound from behind him. Casio plucked at the sweat-soaked towel around his neck. With a smack, he hit Damo in the face. Then, slightly sidelong, stopped with his left foot and jolted his shoulders forward. Damo, with eyes tightly closed, let out a stifled groan and was sent flying by a powerful force, crashing into the ground with a thud. A series of footsteps approached. Casio looked down at Damo who seemed to be in pain. Remember, the Li Wei starting today is no longer the Li Wei of the past, he will live life in a completely new way. I dont want to see your arrogant and provocative demeanor again, or else I will beat you up each time I see you. Got it? Wet your pants. Sar?h the n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casios gaze shifted to Damos lower body. For some unknown reason, his pants had started to dampen there. You! Damos eyes widened in humiliation and anger. He had just woken up from a nap holding a full bladder, planning to visit the training room and then relieve himself. But unexpectedly he ended up fighting with Li Wei and got sent flying, unable to hold it in and causing a big embarrassment. Sharon, a newcomer nearby, was looking at him with an unusual gaze, which dealt a huge blow to Damos self-esteem. Ah! He let out a cry of despair and attempted to climb up. But he was kicked away by Casio standing beside him. A long wet trail was dragged out on the floor. Go piss yourself slowly. Casio draped the towel over his left shoulder and turned to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back: Remember to mop up the pee youve sprayed on the floor and open the windows for ventilation. As he left the training room, Casio heard a stifled roar of rage behind him. He smiled, and briskly walked out of the grey building. Standing at the entrance, Casio glanced at the bright blue sky. The clouds in the sky were moving quickly under the push of the wind. Looking at them for too long was dazzling. Bright rays of light filtered through the gaps in the clouds, spilling golden fragments upon the ground and buildings. He took a deep breath of fresh air, the ornamental trees on both sides of the gravel road ahead rustled in the north-south breeze. In the upper right corner of his field of view, the original sixty-day time scale suddenly increased by about half. The time of stay jumped from sixty days to ninety days. Li Wei, the feeling of bravery is wonderful, isnt it Casio whispered something only he himself could hear: Such an increase all at once shows youre even more eager to become a real man than I expected Whoosh. A flock of white pigeons flew across the sky, flapping their wings. On the tree-lined path from the training room to the cafeteria, a tall and fit youth was walking on one side. He occasionally glanced at the buildings and roads on both sides, seeming a bit unfamiliar. The breeze stirred the tree crowns, casting shadows on the ground. Casio suddenly turned his head to look at the distant end of the road. A figure was approaching, with long legs catching the eye, full-bodied and lean. Even from afar, it was appealing. Still the familiar beige combat suit, except Casios address for her had changed from instructor Lixia to master. Li Wei, are you going to the cafeteria for meals? Yes, Master. ps: Reading further today is important, highly recommended Chapter 42 - 42 042 Solemn (seeking further reading very important) ?Chapter 42: 042 Solemn (seeking further reading, very important) _1 Chapter 42: 042 Solemn (seeking further reading, very important) _1 That works out perfectly, lets go together. Sear?h the N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Lixias tone hinted at subtly concealed fatigue. Okay. Casio responded quietly with a nod. In the original trajectory, Li Wei utterly loathed his cowardly self, constantly dreaming about the thunderstorm night. Complex emotions mixed with indignation, shame, guilt, although they did not spur him to exact revenge on Finn, they did provide him with a motivation to train. Li Wei just barely made it by placing forty-ninth, and continued to receive nurturing in the Wind Elephant Gate. By a stroke of luck, he became the first disciple under Lixia a year later. As for Damo and Sharon who came afterwards, they were not part of his youth training camp but joined in the subsequent sessions. A gentle breeze passed through the branches, causing a leaf to fall. In the cafeteria, there were few people. Sitting face-to-face in a corner near the window, Lixia and Casio remained quiet, the atmosphere between them somewhat muted. Lixia glanced at Casio sitting across from her. What was her reason for accepting Li Wei? It seemed like pity Even though she detested the boys cowardice and lack of assertiveness. But in this world, Li Wei was really the only one left. He had no family or friends. After accepting Li Wei, she watched as the boy trained silently, ate silently, and daydreamed silently. After experiencing that incident, it felt as though he had become mute. Later, she took in two more disciples. Compared to Li Wei, they were more normal but their character and nature were far from satisfactory. Both were lazy and afraid of pain; one was a capricious little girl and the other always hung around bad influences. They were even worse than Li Wei. It could only be said that her judgement in choosing disciples was too poor Lixia sighed inwardly. She simply couldnt figure out who would be the heir to her legacy in a few years. Following a brief silence, Lixia was the first to break the ice. Li Wei, hows your training going lately? Casio swallowed a piece of bread: Its alright. He answered honestly. Despite Li Weis timidity, he had never slacked off in his training. His proficiency in Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art almost matched Casios. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 35.1% (three levels in total) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 12.7% (three levels in total) His proficiency in Elephant Soul Secret Technique was 2.4% higher than Casios, and his Wind Elephant Fist was 2.1% lower than Casios. In combination, they were nearly at the same level. Li Wei was now eighteen. He was closing in on fourteen when he joined the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp. It might seem that in just six months, Casio had achieved results equivalent to Li Weis four years of training. However, there were significant differences on both sides. In the original trajectory, Li Wei didnt train as intensely as Casio, nor did he have a mentor like Lixia who recognized his potential and arranged daily actual combat training for him. Until the end of the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp, Li Wei only completed the junior level of Basic Fighting Technique. He spent a little more than half a year to reach the senior level of Basic Fighting Technique, and had to wait another six months before becoming Lixias disciple. He definitely did not follow Casios path of extreme speed training of secret martial arts. Not to mention, the double experience gift package from Shadow Demon, plus the ample supply of potions in the real world. The fact that Li Wei was able to keep up with Casios training results was a testament to his four years of hard work. Of course, this only referred to martial arts levels. If the two were to fight, Casio would definitely overpower him. The ruthlessness and combat experience of the two were simply incomparable. Casio had genuinely killed several people. And the third level limit Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique By the way, Damo and his bad influence friends havent been bullying you lately, have they? Always tell me if something happens. Dont keep it to yourself. I wouldnt want my first disciple Lixia suddenly realized something and stopped in mid-sentence. Most teachers prize their first disciple and give them more enthusiasm and expectation than others. Because typically, the first disciple represents a new beginning. Its the teachers first time being a teacher, and the disciples first time being a pupil. They start with inexperience and gradually grow more adept. Undoubtedly, this is a special experience. Perhaps part of the reason Damo bullied Li Wei was due to jealousy, like a sort of rivalry for favor and attention. I understand. Casio nodded without mentioning he had just knocked a large amount of urine out of Damo. He suddenly noticed. Lixia seemed to have a few more white hairs on her head. Wasnt she only in her thirties? How could she be Perhaps sensing Casios gaze, Lixia changed the subject: Is the ointment enough? Stop by my place later and pick up a bottle. If youre training hard, you can take two bottles home. She smiled and the scar on her face wasnt so frightening anymore. Thank you, teacher. Casio expressed his gratitude verbally, but suddenly realized something. Lixia seemed to use the same ointment for her own training, just like her disciples. If she gave it to him, would she have enough? He immediately asked. Lixia smiled and shook her head, saying it was alright. She didnt need that much. Casio could take it all if he wanted, even if he took everything it would be fine. She even joked in the end about a condition. If he wanted to take all the ointments, then at the next internal monthly test, he should draw a match with Damo. The ointment pot could then be a reward. The monthly test was in five days. In fact, Lixia had high hopes for Li Wei, her first disciple. He had an above-average constitution and was diligent in training. Unfortunately, due to his personality, he performed poorly in actual combat. Although he possessed great strength, he was unable to use it as if he were chained. Perhaps one day, he would come to understand, reconcile with himself, desire a change. Everything might be different then Lixia hoped she could live to see that day. After leaving the cafeteria, Casio decided to visit the back mountain. Li Chu, Li Weis sister, was buried there. There was no money to choose a cemetery and Li Chu never officially joined the Wind Elephant Gate. So, they had to bury Li Chu in a grave dug nearby. Remembering how a pretty girl now lay rotting in the cold soil, Casio felt somewhat dazed. When passing the flower garden, he stealthily picked a few small white flowers and gently wrapped them in a discarded gray newspaper. Unfortunately, Li Wei didnt have a black suit, so Casio, wearing a grey-white combat suit, seemed somewhat irreverent. With a feeling of remembrance, he walked down the road. The buildings became fewer and the path more isolated. Suddenly, three or four youths charged out of the shadow of a building. They spread out around Casio with vulture-like expressions. Li Wei! Ill beat the shit out of you! Damo, taking the lead, gritted his teeth with a hysterical expression. Attack! He signaled, and everyone lunged at once. Half a minute later, three or four people curled up on the ground and passed out like lobsters. Damo, on the far left, was beaten beyond recognition, a pool of unknown liquid flowing from his crotch. Ahead on the mountain path, Casio straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes and checked the white flowers in his hand. Once he confirmed they were fine, he silently continued his journey to the distance. I try to appear solemn, to express my sincerity Chapter 43 - 43 043 Tiger and Monkey_1 ?Chapter 43: 043 Tiger and Monkey_1 Chapter 43: 043 Tiger and Monkey_1 Behind the mountain, on the gentle slope situated halfway up. It was overgrown with weeds and crawling thorns. Tangled branches that resembled the claws of a skeleton were wrapped in vibrant green vines, trembling slightly under the gentle breeze. The only open area was a small, low tombstone that only reached up to someones waist. The tombstone was gray and rough to the touch due to its stone structure. Li Chus name was crudely etched onto it, the carving done by 13-year-old Li Wei using a sharp stone. Four years had passed, and the carving had become indistinct, barely visible anymore. The tombstone itself was now crowded with creeping vines and moss, scattered with patches of green. Casio stood in front of the tombstone, silently gazing at it for a while. He placed a bunch of white flowers in front of the tombstone. He then collected some stones and began cleaning the moss off the tombstone inch by inch. He ripped away the parasitic plants and cleared all the vegetation within a three-meter radius of the tombstone, discarding them far away. Soon, the surroundings of the tombstone were empty. With a sharp stone in hand, Casio squatted before the tombstone and forcefully etched Li Chus name as well as the dates on it. This time, the character was dignified and neat. Casio stood again before the tombstone, his right hand pressing down on a spot below his left shoulder, reciting as the priest did, Our Father in Heaven, Hallowed be Your Name. Your Kingdom come. May Your divine heart bless the earth just like the heavens He did not have faith. But this was merely a beautiful blessing for the deceased. After lingering on there for a while, Casio turned away. He suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity with the scene before him and paused momentarily. Slowly raising his fist, he walked away without looking back, Goodbye ******************** Five days later, inside the cluster of buildings where disciples of Wind Elephant Gate reside. In a small whitestone building at the left edge. Casio was holding his body in a peculiar, awkward stance. In a semi-crouch like a horse stance, his body slightly slanted forward. He was on his tiptoes, his head hung slightly towards the ground. This pose required a good sense of balance and excellent body control. It was also very physically demanding. The sound of his breathing, inhaling and exhaling following a regular cycle, echoed in the room. Casios chest rose and fell rhythmically. The muggy smell on his body gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint fragrance. The black membrane covering his body slowly became transparent, revealing the distinct and robust muscles underneath. Phew He exhaled heavily and opened his eyes. As he did so, his odd pose resumed to standard standing. The effects are too poor I estimate the ointments effectiveness is only a third to a quarter of the potions. Casio clenched his fist, the friction between his fingers was as smooth as that of a catfish. He compared the ointment to the effects of the potion based on the progress of his martial arts practice. However, during normal cultivation, you can feel the difference. The potions sting on the skin and muscles was far more significant than the ointments, the sensation was at least many times more potent. The more painful, the more effective it is; the more medicine used, the faster the progress. Being used to the Real World where potions are poured liberally, Casio had little patience for the languid process of using the ointment. Perhaps it was time to implement his original plan. He glanced at the sunlight outside the window and picked up a gray combat suit embroidered with wind and cloud patterns at the sleeve site. After randomly tidying up the room, he strode out. That noon was the time for the Monthly Test. Of course, this was not some grand event for all sects. It was only a monthly martial arts assessment for Lixias three disciples. It was roughly like each of them having one contest. Even though the former Li Wei was the eldest among all disciples and skipped the youth training camp with Damo and Sharon, he always ended up last at every Monthly Test. He couldnt even win against Sharon, who was a girl. His mental block caused his energy to be restrained, his power had no way of reaching its maximum potential. The character is too crucial for a martial artist; it practically determines your fighting style. A compliant person would hesitate to send out a strong punch, a cocky one even when in full guard, it feels as if they might suddenly lash out. Sarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. In fact, practicing martial arts can help modify a persons physique and spirit. However, this change has a limited scope. It varies from person to person, it is not absolute. Casio could actually feel himself changing. He became braver, calmer more confident. He didnt resist as much when killing, and even felt a hint of excitement. Although he suspected that these inhumane feelings were induced by the eerie change brought about by the mysterious Shadow Demon. Ten minutes later, Casio entered a spire building. He turned right through the long corridor, stopping in front of a door near the end of the road. He paused momentarily, then knocked lightly. Master, I am here. Come in. A familiar raspy voice came from inside. Yes, sir. Casio pushed the door open. The room was spacious and quiet, with square greyish-white slabs lining the floor. Sunlight beamed through the two windows on the roof, illuminating the entire space and making it bright and clear. In the middle of the quiet room, Lixia sat cross-legged on the floor, dressed in a light yellow combat suit. About four to five meters away, Sharon and Damo, dressed in gray suits, also sat cross-legged on the floor. They looked over at the sound of the door opening. Sharons gaze was somewhat complicated and blended with a trace of unfamiliarity as if she didnt recognize her Senior Disciple Li Wei. The gleam in Damos eyes was a mix of anger and dreadC three parts fury, seven parts fear, and his manner was all shrinking and cringing. On seeing Casio glance over, Damo quickly lowered his head. He wriggled uncomfortably as though someone was lighting a fire under him. Frankly, he was afraid, fearful of Li Wei who had now become a stranger to him. His feeling was similar to when a monkey teases a sleeping tiger. As long as the tigers asleep, the monkey postures and struts. But the moment the tiger wakes, all hell broke loose for the monkey. Now, Damo felt like the monkey that got its legs bitten off, hanging by the ends of tree branches while watching a tiger climb up the tree, he was shivering with fear. This was undoubtedly a torment. Close the door, come sit over here, Lixia suggested. Casio nodded, turned around and closed the door. He then walked to where Damo and Sharon were, sitting down next to them. By a twist of fate, the person to his right was Damo and they were merely ten centimeters apart. Casio could see that the moment he sat down, Damo instantly became stiff. He could see him stealthily glancing his way out of the corner of his eye. It seemed that the two times he had beaten him to the point of urinating himself had a significant deterring effect. Casio found this to be very gratifying. Chapter 44 - 44 044 Not Cowed_1 ?Chapter 44: 044 Not Cowed_1 Chapter 44: 044 Not Cowed_1 Ahead, Lixia glanced at her three disciples. Starting from the left. Damo, a middling talent, lazy in character and quick to anger, fooling around all day with a bunch of bad influence friends. His face bore a bruise today, seemingly from a fight. In the center, Sharon, whose talent was above average. Perhaps due to her beauty, she carried a certain girly affectation. She feared pain and strain, sometimes even worried that martial arts practice would affect her figure and complexion. She was from a wealthy family, here more for the prestige than the training. The Wind Elephant Gate was not just a secret martial arts sect. Its influence was widespread, spanning several nearby cities, its tradition very ancient. On the right, Li Wei, with an above-average core bone. Because he was the only one left in his family, he was diligent and willing to learn. His martial arts progression was actually quite good. However, his personality was timid and submissive. The strength he had developed from training was hardly ever fully utilized. He consistently lost to his junior brother, Damo. In conclusion, a bunch of hopeless cases. The only salvageable one was Li Wei, if he could overcome his mental block. But who knew when that would actually happen Ah Lixia let out a sigh, but showed no signs of it on her face, only quietly scanning her three students with a glance. Its about time, lets start the Monthly Test, she stated unequivocally. First match, Li Wei and Damo. Second match, Li Wei and Sharon, Third match, Damo and Sharon. Focus, were starting. Upon hearing that his first match was against Damo, furtive glances were exchanged between Casio and Damo. Thus, Casio turned to the side, laughing inexplicably. Damos mouth twitched as he rubbed the bruise on his face. Even after five days and application of the Golden Sores Medicine, it hadnt healed. The feeling of being beaten so badly that he pissed himself was too memorable Damo was petrified at the thought, already presenting signs of psychological trauma. Seeing Casios smirk right now amped his stress levels even higher. Alright, Li Wei, and Damo, stand up Teacher! Damo suddenly stood up, interrupting Lixia. What is it? Lixia frowned as she looked over. Teacher I need to use the toilet, my stomach isnt feeling well. With this, Damo bolted towards the entrance of the Quiet Room as if he were running away. You hold it right there! Lixia was up on her feet instantly. She was very angry: I told you both to go to the bathroom before the Monthly Test. Dont make such excuses in front of me! Regardless if you and Li Wei get along, or whos stronger, Li Wei is your senior brother! Damo, cant you show even the basic respect? Come back! In fact, backing out of a sparring match on the pretext of an excuse is disrespectful to the opponent. Combine this with Damos habit of bullying Li Wei in private, Lixia, who was aware of these incidents, naturally assumed that Damo was humiliating Li Wei. But the truth was, Damo was scared. Scared of his senior brother who was unlike before, whose methods were brutal. Teacher I Damo stammered, standing rooted in place. He wanted to tell Lixia that she had it all wrong. But he couldnt think of the right words; he couldnt possibly say he has psychological trauma from being defeated to the point of incontinence by Li Wei, and was terrified of facing him head-on. Not too far away, Casios gaze drifted towards them, somewhat sardonically. Damo felt it, gritted his teeth, and blurted: Teacher, I really cant hold it in! He then promptly ran out the door. Ah Lixia watched the closing door with a cold expression. She turned and looked at Casio, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said comfortingly: Li Wei, dont take it to heart. Your junior brother has been a bad influence due to his no-good friends. I will sort him out in a few days Teacher, I havent taken it to heart. Casio responded. Lixia nodded and seemed to want to change the subject. She asked, Hows your practice with the Elephant Soul Secret Technique? Ive made some progress. Casio replied. And the Wind Elephant Fist? Ive made some progress. Have you been practicing the Basic Fighting Technique? I havent slacked off. Lixia cast a curious glance at Casio, as his demeanor seemed different from the previous years. His attitude had become inexplicably confident and composed. Had he attained enlightenment? Then lets have a match to see! Sharon, Li Wei. Both of you, get up One minute later, in an area bathed in sunshine filtering through the window, Casio and Sharon stood, each on a different side. They both bowed with fists enclosed in their palms as a sign of respect, then immediately took their fighting stances, shuffling their feet and maintaining a distance of five meters as they stared each other down. Hm? Lixia quirked an eyebrow. This time Sharon was not the first to attack. Usually, she started the fight. In the arena, the two had a stand-off for another moment. Casio seemed to grow impatient and said, Junior sister, be careful. Casios words piqued Sharons alertness. After a brief, ineffective resistance, she was cleanly, swiftly defeated. I yield. Casio opposite her retracted his fist. Nearby, Lixia, who had been observing the entire match, her eyes gradually lit up. Li Wei had changed. He was entirely different now. His combat style experienced a complete turnaround! S~ea??h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. His previously weak punches were now filled with grit, his fighting style extremely aggressive, his movements crisp and to-the-point, aimed straight at the key points. Due to Sharons quick defeat, Lixia could only deduce so much in such a short span. Holding down her excitement as a teacher, she commended Casio and encouraged Sharon. She then indicated that the Monthly Test was over. Sharon exited first, leaving only Li Wei. There was a tranquil silence in the room. Casio sat cross-legged on the floor, while Lixia stood next to him, regarding him with a strange, intense gaze. Though this scrutiny made him feel somewhat unsettled, Casios emotional resilience was fairly good. He sat quietly, waiting for Lixia to speak first. Finally, after a few minutes had passed. Lixias voice broke the rooms silence. Have you had a breakthrough? You could say that. Casio responded. His soul replacing that of Li Wei could also be considered a special kind of enlightenment. Youve made peace with yourself? Yes. You wont be a pushover anymore? No more. Good!!! Lixia let out a proud smile. She felt a pang of sentiment. In this world, she was likely the closest person to Li Wei, who was all alone. As her first disciple, Lixia had poured a lot of time and effort into Li Wei. She genuinely hoped that Li Wei could overcome his shadows, tap into his potential, and prove himself to everyone. Lixia walked happily around the Quiet Room, the fact that Li Wei had enlightened brought her a lot of surprise. She was pacing back and forth when, suddenly, she stopped in her tracks. Lixia looked intensely at Li Wei and said loudly, Stand up, spar with me. Let me see your progress! Chapter 45 - 45 045 Please wait here_1 ?Chapter 45: 045 Please wait here_1 Chapter 45: 045 Please wait here_1 She chose the simplest method of examination. Of course, it was also the most effective. Yes. Casio had nothing to hide, he was planning to unleash all of his power, to overturn teacher Lixias perception of Li Wei all at once. Not only to extend their time in the Era of Retrospection, but also for Casios own will. Last Retrospection lasted for a whole six months, during which Casio and Lixia shared profound bond, even transcending a student-teacher relationship into something like friends. In this Retrospection, he also wanted to reestablish this kind of connection. With a swoosh, Casio jumped off the ground. Lixia, who was facing him directly, had a faint smile on her face. She took a few steps to one side and raised her hands in a boxing stance. Casio also mimicked the move as a sign of respect for his opponent. Careful! There is a spark in Lixias eyes. All of a sudden, like a cheetah, she leaped forward, quickly closing the gap between herself and Casio. Her fist was swung like a whip. The punch was extremely fast, with no intention of pulling any punches. It traveled with a whoosh, heading hard at the chest. Casio was highly alert, there was no room for negligence against an expert like Lixia. With a swift step backward and an obstructing hand swinging across, he cleverly parried the fist. Oh? Casio reacted faster than she expected. His execution of the counter-move was quite decisive without any waste of motion. Very impressive, Lixia noted with a gleam in her eyes. Again! She gave out a gentle shout, and her body lunged forward. Despite Lixias petite frame and lightweight, a dull but resonating rumbling sound echoed when her feet hit the ground. It imbued a form of an elephant thrashing violently about. Her rapidly swaying arm cast a black shadow in mid-air. Casios pupils dilated, every inch of his muscle was tense. Force surged to his arms like water flow. He punched out with a smack, creating an unclear phantom image that wreaked havoc like a furious wind. Amazingly, in that instant, he executed two Explosive Techniques simultaneously. Speed burst, strength burst, together! Bang! A prominent thud echoed in the quiet room. A surge of airflow huffed out, the durable combat suits of Lixia and Casio quickly inflated and deflated, then ripped apart with a pop at the seams, scattering pieces everywhere. Good! Even though Lixias offensive push was halted, she couldnt help but wear a satisfied expression. An excellent Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique! The ability to execute speed burst and strength burst at the same time requires fundamental skills. Your turn. Lixia parried Casios arm and fully engaged, not holding back anymore. Her combat suit surprisingly swelled a bit, as if air was circulating rapidly between skin and the fabric. Intense body heat dispersed into the air. Pop pop pop pop Lixia continually threw her punches, circling around Casio with astonishing speed, as if she had a thousand hands. Casio was frantically blocking punches and shifting his position. He alternated between speed burst and strength burst during the attack, or even combined them in times of crisis. Hed given it his all. His breathing quickened as fatigue hit, and sweat soaked his back and forehead. The relentless pressure from the repeated attacks appeared to be never-ending, with fists coming from all directions in difficult trajectories. Some of them were blocked by Casio, but others he couldnt react in time to. His body was pummeled by a downpour of punches. A growing sense of sharp, tiring pain began to spread throughout his body. The significant drain of his energy was starting to show, as his concentration could no longer keep up with Lixias moves. Swoosh! Casio glimpsed a hand knife attacking from the corner of his eye and firmly seized the opportunity. He retreated, creating some space. He stomped several times and, with a violent surge of muscle power, threw his punch. Fist collides with palm, Casio felt his right hand went numb. Then a shadow flickered on his left, followed by a sharp pain on his shoulders. His face turned pale. He clenched his teeth and staggered back a few steps, sucking in a few deep breaths before steadying himself. Casio glanced at his trembling right hand. The hit that was countered left a throbbing numb pain in his hand. He looked up at Lixia who was standing across from him. She clenched and then relaxed her fist. Her mind buzzed with shock and excitement. Such a fast reaction speed! During the fierce combat, Lixia didnt show any mercy nor consciously lower the speed of her punches to be on par with Casios. Her punches were extremely fast, completely dominating Casio. However, despite being fully suppressed, Casio could barely keep up, blocking at least half of the attacks! Plus, he even tried to counter-attack, although unsuccessful. Given the current state of his physique, his quick response was well ahead of his level. Different from the core bone, reaction speed is a part of battle talent, relatively difficult to improve, yet crucial. Lixia felt a slight surprise. This reflected that Li Weis overall potential was of a higher level, enabling him to go further in the martial arts. Naturally, compared with his reaction speed, what fascinates her more was the unbelievable solidity of Casios Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique. The best proof was the frequent use of burst techniques. During the counter-attack just now, Casio used burst techniques dozens of times. Moreover, he could quickly alternate between the two burst techniques or even simultaneously execute both! Even Lixia herself couldnt achieve this level of mastery in the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique . Only old boxing masters who incessantly grind their basic combat techniques as theyve reached a hopeless end within the secret martial art would have this kind of feeling. Li Wei Lixia exhaled heavily: Your performance today was beyond my expectations! I dont mean to pull any rank, but as my first disciple, I want to say that Im very happy, extremely happy! Sear?h the N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. She stood in the sunlight, bearing contentment, appearing admirably like a winter jasmine flower growing on the edge of a cliff. On the other hand, Casio managed a weak smile. Of course, he was happy too, except for his physical pain hindering his mood. In the heat of the fight, adrenaline might have erased the pain. But as he began to calm down, Casio started feeling the prickling pain all over his body. Also intense sour numb sensation in the muscles around his joints. Even though he has already reached the peak of the third level in the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique, frequent muscle bursting will still bring significant side effects. As long as you are happy, teacher Casio wanted to smile, but the result was a sharp grimace. Hahaha, your whole body aches, right? I might have overdone it a bit earlier. Wait here, Ill get some medicine. Saying so, Lixia pushed the door open and left. Chapter 46 - 46 046 Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment_1 ?Chapter 46: 046 Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment_1 Chapter 46: 046 Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment_1 The intense noon sun streamed gold beams filled with dust motes swirling like little insects through the side window of the quiet room. Casio was leaning against a corner, gritting his teeth and grimacing. Thankfully, the sensation of tingling numbness was gradually fading. With a bang, the wooden door swung open. Lixia walked in from outside, about to speak but quickly shut the door on realizing something. She then hurried over, pulling out a wooden box as she walked. The box was barely palm-sized, cubical in shape, with the surface painted a faint red. The quality of the wood appeared to be quite delicate and sturdy, and the box quite heavy. Master, what is this? Casio was a bit confused, questioning whether this could be Golden Sores Medicine. Without uttering a word, Lixia opened the box. Inside was a piece of white cloth, wrapping around a jelly-like ointment that shone translucently. The ointment, shaped like a cube, took up about two-thirds of the box, and an odd aroma began to waft out. Just a whiff made one feel their blood and energy surge. This. Eat it! Lixia passed the box directly Seeing Casios puzzled expression, she added another sentence. Swallow it in one gulp! Instantly, Casio did as told. Picking up the soft ointment, he swallowed it in one gulp, feeling its soft and smooth texture slide over his tongue and down his throat. Finally, it reached his stomach. He trusted that Lixia would never harm him; if she insisted he eat it, there must be some benefits. Perhaps it was a high-quality healing medicine? Just as Casio swallowed the ointment, Lixias eyes seemed to momentarily dim, her gaze complicated and tinged with regret. Oddly enough, she looked like shed aged slightly. Can you feel it? Lixia looked at Casio and asked. What? Just as he said this, Casio was instantly wide-eyed. He felt an unprecedented cool sensation. Within his belly, his stomach, it seemed like something was continuously releasing a therapeutic effect, similar to a mass of invisible warm fluid seeping into his internal organs, skeleton, and muscles. Waves of cool sensations swept over his whole body. Now do as I say! Lixia said loudly. Maintain the seventh stance of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique, hold steady! Immediately, Casio did as instructed. He crossed his arms at chest level, stood wide-legged in a horse stance, squatted down, arched his back, and kept his head high. His body rhythmically heaved up and down. Keep moving next, dont stop even when youre tired! Lixia walked towards the door of the quiet room while speaking. Keep going until I say you can stop! With a pop, the door slammed shut. Now, Casio was the only person in the room. He could even hear his tumultuous heartbeat and gradually heavy breathing. The effect of the medicine was incredibly swift and intense. In just a moment, the cool sensation transformed into a scorching feeling. It felt as though he had an internal furnace, relentlessly firing up his organs and muscles. Waves of intense body heat spread throughout him as his sweat glands began to produce beads of sweat. Before long, Casio was dripping sweat as if broken. His bulging muscles rhythmically contracted and relaxed. Sweat rolled past his eyelids from his forehead, obscuring his vision. Through blurry eyes, he could almost hear the sizzling of his flesh as if it was being grilled. More than half an hour passed and Casio emerged, his skin beet-red as if he had been baked. The floor was soaked with sweat, and the rooms temperature seemed to have risen. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Like beans snapping open, pops echoed from his skeleton. Pain, numbness, and itching flooded his mind. Casio stood rooted, dazed. After some time he snapped his eyes open. Pff, a long hot breath sprayed from his nostrils and continued for a full twenty seconds before stopping. You can move now. Lixia, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere at the door, said. Sear?h the ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio straightened his back, the joints of his skeleton making a cracking chorus as he moved. He looked at his hands as a sense of strength welled up within him. His muscles had become visibly stronger and more prominent. The skin on his arms had thickened and hardened, taking on a deeper hue. Not just his arm, he felt as if his whole body had grown wider. His muscles were visibly more prominent. What had been loose clothes were now tightly wrapping around his biceps and seemed ready to burst at any force exerted. He blinked his eyes and found his vision was even clearer than before. He hopped lightly on the spot and found that even though his body had become bigger, his movements were even more agile. The impact from the medicine was like a rebirth for Casio. The top-right corner displayed the most straightforward progress. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 35.1% (Total 3 layers) Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 63.1% (Total 3 layers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 12.7% (Total 3 layers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 24.4% (Total 3 layers) The progress on Elephant Soul Secret technique almost increased by 30%! Wind Elephant Fist saw an overall improvement in Secret Martial Art, nearly doubling. It was a colossal improvement! Equivalent to compressing years of hard training into just two or three hours, the support of the medicine was truly indispensable. Lixia, seeing the excited and awed Casio, smiled. At that moment, Casio looked her way. Lixia spoke, I know what you are thinking. That piece of Hundred Medicines Body-refining Cake was something I got by chance as a reward for a great contribution to our Sect. It is incredibly rare. It was a pity I couldnt use it because of certain reasons. Well, you are lucky She shook her head, slowly walking over. Thank you, Master! Casio fist bumped his chest in respect; he truly respected Lixia. Not only for the incredibly precious Body Refining Paste, but also for Lixias attitude as a mentor. Sharing such valuable items with her disciple, regardless of her reasons, Lixia deserved the greatest respect from Casio. Dont thank me. If you want to, thank yourself for performing well just now! Otherwise, this stick of medicine wouldnt fall into your hands. Thats what Lixia said, but Casio understood the situation. In the end, the medicine was given to Li Wei by Lixia, maybe because the other two disciples were disappointing. Either way, thank you, Master. Casio gave his thanks again, a yearning involuntarily rising in his heart. Could a field of Orchid Heart Grass be traded at the Wind Elephant Gate for more of such medicine? If he could eat more and then go back to the reality to thrash the Shadow Demon, the efficacy would be doubled. Would he, then, transcend the mortal realm?! Chapter 47 - 47 047 Friendly Agreement_1 ?Chapter 47: 047 Friendly Agreement_1 Chapter 47: 047 Friendly Agreement_1 Casios heart was surging with excitement, and he couldnt control his desire for a long time. Everyone craves power, but he seemed to crave it even more. Thats right, Li Wei. After taking the Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment, work out extra hard for a week. There is still a small amount of medicine left in your body. If you work hard during this period, the gains may not be less than those of training for several months. Dont waste it. Lixia reminded. Yes. Casio naturally understood this principle. In a blink of an eye, eight days passed and the weather became hotter. In the blue sky, some gray vapors that seemed like clouds or fog floated low in the sky, as if the clouds had been evaporated by the sun. The fiery sun hung high in the sky like a fireball. In summer, the world is like a giant steamer. The sunlight shining on the floor emitted white light, and due to the reflection, the room also heated up. The air was stuffy and hot like a furnace. Huffhuffhuff In the training room, the intense panting rose and fell rhythmically, but it could be clearly felt that the gaps between breaths were getting shorter and shorter. Accompanying the sound of breathing was the continuous sound of hitting. There was also the friction of footsteps moving on the floor. On the right side of the training room, a sturdy silhouette seemed to transform into a high-speed afterimage in front of a black sandbag hanging alone on an iron bar. Treading on unpredictable footsteps, his fists struck out like springs, hitting the sandbag with a dull force. Bangbangbang A series of loud noises echoed in the training room, the sandbag crazily swinging back and forth like the pendulum of a clock. Even the bar above made a sharp scratching sound, and the joint was moaning. Thud! Thud! Thud! Casios heart was beating like a drum at a speed beyond human limits. The strong atrium pumped the hot blood to the whole body, which also made the bodys strength become more and more forceful. The calloused fist silently exploded, and the surface of the sandbag showed one depression after another. Until a certain moment! Bang! The unstoppable force burst in like a flood, the iron bar swung violently, and the black sandbag that was thrown up actually exploded in mid-air. Loads of grey black sand and stone filled the sky along with the scattered, ragged fabric, filling the entire training room in an instant. Only a piece of rag dropped slowly from the iron bar. Casio withdrew his fist and inhaled sharply. His chest powerfully inflated. Drops of sweat fell from his well-toned muscles. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 63.1% (3 layers) Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 68.2% (3 layers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 24.4% (3 layers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 34.2% (3 layers) S~ea??h the N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The Elephant Soul Secret Technique increased by five percent in eight days. This effect was equivalent to the first time he practiced the Elephant Soul Secret Technique. Its important to know that any martial arts or training methods become more difficult the further one practices. The first five percent of a stage and the last five percent are vastly different, with possibly a tenfold or even larger gap. It can only be said that the effect of the Body Refining Ointment is very strong. Additionally, the Wind Elephant Fist also improved. The Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art is a whole. As the Elephant Soul Secret Technique significantly improved, the Wind Elephant Fist rose with the tide, increasing its progress by ten percent. Casio was satisfied with the training results during this period. Knock, knock, knock There was a knock on the door from outside. Then a familiar voice rang out. Mas Master, are you done yet? Im here Im here to clean the training room, the voice sounded a bit apprehensive. Come in. Casio took a white towel next to him and wiped his sweat. The door of the training room opened, and a young man in a gray-white combat suit walked in, holding a cleaning tool in his hand. It was Damo, who was very arrogant a few days ago. At the doorway, Damo glanced at the gray-black sand and stone all over the floor and the sandbag that was only left with rags. He involuntarily swallowed. He glanced at Casio, his gaze sweeping over the muscles, he lowered his head somewhat afraid. I accidentally used a bit too much force just now and burst the sandbag meant for training. Casio put a towel around his neck, talking as he walked over, Damo, I owe you one. He patted Damo on his shoulders with force. Damos body shuddered imperceptibly, but he shook his head. Its no trouble, no trouble at all, hahaha. A painfully forced smile surfaced on his face, almost like he was crying. In this past week, Casio, under the guise of helping his junior brother improve in actual combat practices, had disciplined Damo more than a few times. One of those times involved doing it right in front of Damos group of bad influence friends. As such friends are, they scattered when faced with a powerful enemy. In the end, only Damo was left standing in place getting beaten. After a while, Casio, not wishing to be heartless, proposed a verbal friendly agreement with Damo. The gist of it was having Damo do what Li Wei used to do, to respect his senior brother when they meet, not to loaf around with such bad influence friends, and not to hurt Teacher Lixias feelings. And Casio also had to pay an equivalent price in return. That was, he couldnt just beat Damo up for no reason. Seeing him and beating him each time, thats something nobody can bear. In summary, Damo compromised, and Casio was generally satisfied with that. The original host, Li Wei, was also very satisfied. The stay time increased from three months to six months, of which at least forty or fifty days were the result of Casio beating Damo. With a bang, the door was closed. Casio left the building dedicated for training along the corridor. The outside sunlight was harsh, like a steam oven. The trees planted by the roadside were drooping, their green leaves withered. It had been sunny for quite a few days now. He followed the path back to his own room. First, he scooped out some water and took a refreshing cold shower. Then he changed into a combat suit, opened the door, and walked out again. Casio didnt need a nap, he was naturally energetic. Especially after eating the Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment and his level of Elephant Soul Secret Technique skyrocketed. As long as he didnt overtrain, Casio could be energetic all day. Also, he could sleep whenever he wanted to and didnt have the problem of insomnia, this was a benefit brought about by the martial arts training. Its time to go home for a bit As Casio walked on the shaded path, he couldnt help but think of the data of the Orchid Heart Grass producing area he got from the real world. I wonder how much good stuff this intelligence can be exchanged for He suppressed his excitement, first went to the cafeteria to have a hearty lunch along the way, then started walking towards the north-eastern direction of Wind Elephant Gate. Thats where Teacher Lixia lived. Five minutes later, Casio stopped. He looked up at the tall spire building in front of him, then stepped into it, and stopped in front of a wooden door. A string of violent coughs came from inside. It was Teacher Lixia, was she sick with a cold? Casio paused for a moment, then lifted his hand to knock on the door. Knock, knock, knock Who is it? Its me, Li Wei, Teacher. Chapter 48 - 48 048 Memory_1 ?Chapter 48: 048 Memory_1 Chapter 48: 048 Memory_1 Little Wei, cough, cough, do come in. Casio enters the room, ten minutes later. He stepped out of the room, standing in the wide corridor and fell silent for a while. Did Teacher Lixia come down with some disease? I guess Ill have to ask her more about it when I get back from Li Weis home ********************** Early the next morning, Casio packed his luggage and descended the mountain. The Oak City where the Wind Elephant Gate Headquarters is located is not far from Li Weis hometown, Black Sand City, just over a hundred kilometers away. Of course, one hundred kilometers in this era is definitely not comparable to the real world. Not only are there no goldfish-mouthed sedans on the streets, but there isnt even a widespread railway track. Taking a passenger train is almost impossible. But, what is not feasible for passengers can be feasible for cargo. The name Oak City itself is very telling; this place is rich in timber, so there are actually several railway lines laid out. However, most of them are purely for cargo transportation. In this era, steam trains were slow, sometimes a good horse can catch up. It is said that there was even a group of specialized horse bandits robbing trains in the western desert of the Hong Li Federation. With Casios physical skills and ability to sprint at full speed for a short period of time, it is more than enough to keep up with a galloping horse. Hitching a ride on a train was not too difficult. Or, you could sneak into the train station and wait for your chance to board. For ordinary people this might be difficult, but for a Secret Martial Artist like Casio who has undergone secret technique training, it is not a worry. It is as simple as eating and drinking water. Of course, you must have accurate information about the train. Otherwise, you might end up out of the North Flow Country after a nights sleep on the train. In order to get the precise information, Casio had to spend quite a bit in Oak City, but fortunately, the information was completely accurate. Because this bit of intelligence was leaked by an insider. As for where the money came from, that of course was his good junior fellow Damo. However, what seemed strange was that Damo seemed overly willing to hand over the money. Especially when he heard that Casio was going home for a while, he provided him with funds cheerfully. On this day, the sky was cloudless, brilliantly blue. The rolling green fields stretched along the slope of the hill like a carpet. A river from the east to the west meandered through, splitting the plain into two halves. From above, it looked like a shimmering ribbon of reflection, extending into the depth of the woods. Whoo Thick black smoke billowed up to the sky. Through the smoke, a coal-fired steam train clattered along the rails, like a long black snake crawling. As the train passed by a small hillock. A nimble figure suddenly dashed over, like a cheetah, until it leaped lightly onto it. The whole performance was as smooth and silky as milk. Made it. Now, Casio was standing on a metal platform, not on the train roof but a slightly jutting ledge at the rear of the carriage. Its small, but just enough to accommodate a person. After placing his bundle to one side, he looked down at the continuous moving black rails then turned to scan both sides. Stretches of green and blue seemed like an oil painting under a painters brush, the colors blending where they met. The blue sky and the green land melted into each other, occasionally punctuated by a passing lone tree. Casio found this experience rather novel, so he sat cross-legged, pulling out the remnants of his lunch from the bundle. After lunch, he began practicing. Truthfully, the rhythm of a train in this era was quite strong. Every time it passed a section of track it would shake. The swaying, coupled with the noise, really affected efficiency. But there was no other choice. Casio was weighed between wasting four to five days or wasting twenty-something days. One hundred kilometers in this era is a round trip, and hitching a ride on a train could already save a lot of travel time. At night, Casio laid on the platform. He used his bundle as a pillow tucked under his neck, silently gazing up at the sky. The entire night sky was empty, except for a layer of faint hazy clouds, behind which the mysterious moon hid. sea??h th ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. There were no constellations, only a few solitary stars scattered about, desperately trying to shine. They were like solitary broken marbles abandoned by someone, evoking a sense of dreamlike confusion. Casio held his hand above his eyes like a child looking through the gaps in his fingers at the divided night sky. His gaze was somewhat unfocused, with a touch of bewilderment. Grieving spring and sorrowful autumn? Perhaps so, but who doesnt have a confused moment, particularly in such solitary circumstances? As the sound of the trains heartbeat echoed, Casio gradually fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already turning light. A touch of pale yellow dawn rose slowly in the clouds at the horizon. The morning air was somewhat cold, but Casio with his robust physique bore it well. As the sun rose, the temperature also slowly rose. Noon came, the train drove through a plain once more. Casio, clutching his bundle, took a leap and landed, rolling twice on the ground before standing up with a face full of dust. He watched the departing black train, then followed along the train track. After a few hours of trekking, Casio saw Black Sand City in the distance. Not choosing to enter the city, he followed Li Weis vague memory and headed towards the eastern suburbs. Midway, Casio came across a bullock-cart heading to Firmwood Town. He paid a small amount and took a ride. The bullock-cart swayed, but the pile of straw on the wooden cart was very soft. Because of the hot weather and the sun, the straw was very dry and fluffy, and one could completely sink into it. Casio tipped back his head and lay down, feeling quite comfortable. In this manner, shaking and swaying, the bullock-cart traveled over this not-so-smooth stone road, gradually moving onto a mud path within the woods. There was no swaying, the tree shade blocked the sunlight. This comfortable feeling put Casio to sleep again with his arms crossed over his chest. After what seemed like an eternity, the bearded old man driving the cart said with a bit of an accent, Young man, were here. Casio jerked awake. The bullock-cart was on a small hill, the muddy road leading downhill. On both sides were green grasslands, interspersed with yellow and red flowers showing through the plants. A faint fragrance filled the air. Up ahead, the outlines of a human-settled village could be seen. This was Firmwood Town, and Flower Road Village was less than two kilometers from here. Casio nodded in thanks and alighted from the cart. Following a familiar impression, he entered a small country lane. After about ten minutes, Casio stopped to take in the view. The dilapidated wall belonging to Flower Road Village had come into view. The gray wall was covered with moss and the wall was adorned with creeping ivy. Walking into the village, he felt both strange and familiar. The last time Li Wei returned to the village was several years ago. That time was to repair his mothers grave. Dont run, stop! Watch me, Sir Knight, chop the head off this evil dragon! Nearby, youthful voices echoed. Two kids, reaching only up to Casios waist, chased and played on the village road. Each held a slender straight tree branch in their hands, seemingly imagining them as knights swords. Casio held up his bundle and moved sideways to give way. The children simply glanced at Casio before plunging back to their roles, chasing each other until they disappeared in the distance. Casio shook his head and continued walking, following the memory in his mind. Five minutes later, on the side of Flower Road Village leaning into the mountain, there was a remote house. Low and worn-out, it was rudimentary. It was surrounded by a fence, but one side had collapsed. Casio walked in silently. Seeing familiar objects maybe, Li Weis vague memory became clearer. The placement of farming tools, the locations of tables and chairs, where they ate, where they slept, where he played with his sister. This house stored most of the thirteen years of Li Weis memories, from his childhood to his adolescence. Everything in front of him was as it was in memory, except the familiar trio was gone. Casio pushed open the door and walked in. The room was filled with cobwebs, and there was a lot of dust on the floor. Some wooden furniture had even grown mold due to disuse. Placing the bundle aside, he spent an hour cleaning the room, but didnt move any of the furniture from its original position. Casio wasnt going to stay here for long. It was best to let the furniture and this house decay slowly in memory. Glancing at the time, it was around three oclock in the afternoon. Casio headed for Berna Mountain behind him. Chapter 49 - 49 049 In the Mountain_1 ?Chapter 49: 049 In the Mountain_1 Chapter 49: 049 In the Mountain_1 Behind Flower Road Village and nestled against the mountain, there was a narrow trail leading deep into the mountains. Casio began to follow the path, guided by a vague recollection. Not far along the hike, the gentle slope ahead was blanketed by a sea of blooming yellow wildflowers. Spreading their petals wide, they looked like countless little sunshades, gently swaying left and right in the breeze. In the heart of the flower sea, two lowly graves stood side by side. Casio stood still for a while, then carefully picked a handful of relatively rare white wildflowers from the fields. These roadside flowers had a strong scent, and their pistils were crawling with tiny black bugs as small as grains of rice. They were probably some kind of insect that feeds on nectar. Stepping into the flower sea, he wended his way through a narrow path, finally arriving before the two gravestones. A bunch of white flowers was laid on the left side, and another one on the right. The sunlight was fierce, the flower sea on the slope looking like a soft blanket of alternating yellow and green, with a single black dot moving relentlessly north. Berna Mountain, with an average elevation of about 3,000 meters, stretches across two counties. Boasting a climate of both temperate continental humidity and Mediterranean subtropical summer aridity, its the source of many rivers in North Flow Country. Broadleaf forests, sclerophyllous forests, coniferous forests, and meadows make up the distinctive vertical vegetation zones in the mountain. The Orchid Heart Grass that Casio sought grows at elevations below 500 meters on Berna Mountain. Even with the climatic changes over seventy years, they would most likely still thrive in this area. The small path was shaded by lush trees, the sunlight projected a patchwork of shadows through leaves. Moving amidst the play of light and shadow, the intermittent mountain breezes eased the summer heat. Before initiating his retrospection, Casio had conducted on-site investigations in the real world and made sure to memorize a crafted map. As the mountain paths might have changed over the past seventy years, the landmarks on the map were not roads or signs, but more permanent fixtures such as waterfalls, rivers, and mountain tops C naturally occurring landmarks unlikely to have changed over the short span of time. Whoosh Casio thought he heard the sound of water in the distance. A spark of excitement in his eyes, he quickly made his way toward the source of the sound. Though the forest was overgrown and not often trodden by humans, Casios agility and strength allowed him to move speedily even in such conditions. Coming out from behind a big tree as thick as two people huddled together, sunlight beamed onto Casios upper body, its glare almost blinding. Not far from him, the waterfall resounded as it cascaded down from the cliff top, forming a broad white curtain in mid-air, then plummeted with great vitality into the emerald pool below, sending up a mist of water droplets. Occasionally, a few white water birds would circle around overhead. The Yaga Waterfall, one of the viewing spots in Berna Mountain in later generations, made a substantial contribution to the tourism industry of Firmwood Town. It hardly changed at all in seventy years. Once Casio found the Yaga Waterfall, it was a piece of cake from then on. Just follow the direction of the water flow downstream and the Orchid Heart Grass would be growing by the stream. Casio took a glance at the waterfall, then quickly charted a path through the terrain. As there were no cleared paths, moving around was slightly perilous. But, thanks to his excellent physique, he tumbled from the edge and straight down. With a light thud, he landed from a height of about five or six meters. Without any further delay, Casio set out along the clear brook. When he encountered forests, he trekked through them; when he came across water, he waded through it. Along the way, he came across a brown wild boar drinking by the side of the stream. It was a wild boar king weighing six to seven hundred pounds, its physique was sturdy like that of a small calf, and its white tusks were slightly yellow at the tips. They faced off each other, and sensing danger, the wild boar king gulped down two mouthfuls of water before retreating back into the woods and disappearing from sight. Relaxing a bit, Casio followed the stream on his path. Finally, at a bend in the brook, he found what he was looking for. It was a patch of full-blown Orchid Heart Grass on top of another one. Cautiously, Casio ventured on over. It was a flat patch next to the brook, with fertile and moist soil, and there were numerous fragments of stones scattered over the ground. Green Orchid Heart Grass was growing in the crevices between these stones. Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. A sweeping glance revealed that this batch of wild Orchid Heart Grass covered a relatively large area. It was growing on both sides of the river bank, with more plants clustered where Casio was standing and fewer on the other side. So many of them they are probably enough to provide for the potion needs of everyone at the Wind Elephant Gate for several years, he remarked with a hint of exclamation. In actual fact, Wind Elephant Gate would certainly not exploit this valuable resource to that extent. These wild Orchid Heart Grass plants were indeed precious, but the really important thing was this place where they grew. Climate, water source, topography, and soil, all these were indispensable. Once a place for cultivation can be secured, mass propagation can then be carried out under human intervention. That way, Wind Elephant Gate would have a continuous supply of Orchid Heart Grass. Then, not just the formal disciples, but the preparatory disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp would also be able to enjoy the benefits of the potion. With ample resources for cultivation, it would be hard for the sect not to thrive. Casio could already imagine the exhilaration and ecstasy of the senior levels at Wind Elephant Gate when they set eyes upon this vast uncultivated expanse of Orchid Heart Grass. He plucked a leaf and carefully observed it under the sunlight. An Orchid Heart Grass leaf is shaped like a miniature peach, like a gingko leaf. It is bluish-green, and there are veins running from the top to the bottom of the leaf. These veins extend radially in all directions. Such a small thing accounted for half the cost of the cultivation potion at Wind Elephant Gate. It could only be described as precious. Moreover, Casio noticed something else. These wild Orchid Heart Grass appeared to be very robust and healthy. Their effectiveness was probably even better than the average variety. It was evident that this area in the Berna Mountain was indeed very conducive for the growth of Orchid Heart Grass. Matthews data was quite accurate. Without further hesitation, he surveyed his surroundings. There were no signs of human activities. Then, he dug out several Orchid Heart Grass plants with his bare hands. They were carefully dug up root and all, with soil sticking to it, to be taken back home. By the time Casio returned to Flower Road Village, it was already getting dark. He found several old pots in Li Weis old house and promptly placed each of the uprooted Orchid Heart Grass plants with soil into them. After a hasty meal, Casio turned into bed. Early the next morning, he first checked on the state of the Orchid Heart Grass to ensure they were alright, and then watered them. Next, he had breakfast. Casio had brought enough bread in his rucksack to last him. While it wasnt particularly tasty, it was indeed filling. By the time the sky was completely bright, he was already heading up the mountain with a rusty old machete. In his haste the previous evening, he hadnt put any markers on his route. Today was to make up for it, and to find other paths. Preferably one of those paths that directly connected the Orchid Heart Grass field to the foot of the mountain. For the entire morning, Casio wandered the mountain as he marked out a route. Along the way, he encountered a smaller boar and a fight ensued. Casio ended up slaughtering the boar with his rusty jungle knife, and only cut off a large chunk of its thigh meat to take down the mountain. Chapter 50 - 50 050 Lixias Shock_1 ?Chapter 50: 050 Lixias Shock_1 Chapter 50: 050 Lixias Shock_1 The wild boar was too heavy, and Casio wasnt going to stay in Flower Road Village for long, so even if he carried it down the mountain, it would just rot there. So, taking a leg as a token gesture was enough. At noon, smoke gradually rose from a low house by the edge of Flower Road Village, near Berna Mountain. In the yard, Casio was cutting the boars leg into lengthwise pieces, skewering them onto branches and placing them on a rack. Beneath, tongues of high heat flames burned fiercely, each lick causing the pork to sizzle with fat. Pale yellow droplets of oil slowly oozed down the pieces of meat. When they fell into the fire pit, they made a popping sound. A faint aroma of roasted meat permeated the yard. Casio had brought some seasonings, which were now coming in handy. He sprinkled white salt on the surface of the meat, which quickly merged with the juices under the high heat, sweeping across the red streaks of the meat. Finally, he lightly sprinkled a handful of pepper. Casio didnt shy away from the heat, biting into it directlythe taste was good, if a bit tough. Or more accurately, the meat was rather firm. Sear?h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. After a few more bites, he took out bread and water to supplement his meal. In less than half an hour, all the grilled meat was devoured. Casios appetite was far more substantial than the average adult mans. After all, running such a robust physique needed a lot of energy to fuel it. After solving the lunch problem, he tidied up Li Weis old home once again. Then, carrying Orchid Heart Grass and his package, he left Flower Road Village without any of the villagers knowing hed ever been there. The reason he left in a hurry was mainly for the fear that the delicate Orchid Heart Grass would die, which would weaken its convincing power. While this wouldnt damage anything majorly, it was still best to be safe. Casio didnt have a cow carriage to ride in this time and had to walk to Black Sand City. However, thanks to his extraordinary constitution, his speed, strength, and endurance were top-tier; he could reach Black Sand City by foot in half the time a sluggish cow carriage would have taken. As always, he first went into the city to gather information. Black Sand City wasnt very different from Oak City, with both creating an atmosphere reminiscent of the 1880s. Apart from the citys main roads, some of the other roads were still dirt ones. The most prevalent transportation tool in this era was the horse carriage. The city center was bustling. Women wearing feathered hats and long black dresses sat in horse carriages, their hands naturally folded over their bellies in a gracious and elegant manner. Beside them sat a gentleman with a dashing outfit, top hat, and cane. The two alighted from the carriage and entered a large theater. Down the road, a strange thing approached. It had four wheels, was made entirely of steel, and painted black. The front resembled a box, the middle had a seat like a horse carriage, and there was a small seat at the back. Listening to the mechanical put-put sound, Casio stopped to observe. This type of car seemed quite primitive After an entire afternoon, he managed to obtain the information he was looking for. A train would be heading towards Oak City the next noon. Casio paid for a room in an inn, then bought a few sturdy flower pots and a large box. After a night in Black Sand City, at around ten in the morning, Casio waited for the train at the arranged spot. Finally, just after eleven and nearly noon, a steam train puffing out black smoke appeared on the tracks. Casio skillfully hopped in, embarking on his journey home. ********************* What did you say?! Is it true or false?! In the quiet room, Lixia looked at Casio with shock on her face: This kind of news is no joke! If I report it and it turns out the news is false you might even be expelled from the Wind Elephant Gate Across from her, Casio had anticipated Lixias reaction. He didnt reply, but silently opened the big box at hand. Immediately, four Orchid Heart Grass with their green-blue hue appeared before Lixias eyes, spreading a faint smell of earth. Action speaks louder than words, no amount of words can surpass presenting the real thing to others. Four live Orchid Heart Grass In fact, Casio brought back seven or eight plants, but half died on the way. This delicate medicinal herb cannot stand rough treatment. Luckily, Casio took the train, which got him back quickly. If hed traveled more slowly, I fear all the Orchid Heart Grass would have been dead by the time he returned. Master, I brought back a few, you can see if they are Casio placed the box on the floor and gently pushed it over. Lixias breathing became somewhat urgent as she fixed her eyes on the four herbs. The whole person knelt down, carefully taking out one pot. Under the sunlight, the veining of the leaves was clearly visible, the typical left-right radiating stretch of the Orchid Heart Grass. The peach-shaped leaves appeared quite full, with the green surface showing a faint blue under the sunlight. All points matched, and the quality was extremely good. Lixia leaned in close to sniff, catching a hint of a fresh fragrance. Its real!!! Now there was an indescribable shock in her heart, followed by belated jubilation. Lixia knew all too well the importance of an Orchid Heart Grass producing area to the Wind Elephant Gate! This could directly reduce the cost of precious training potions by half! Maybe even more, because Orchid Heart Grass is priceless. North Flow Country only has a small yield every year. Consequently, the lauded gate concoctions only have this meager supply each year, allowing only the senior levels and teachers to use them. As for the large number of disciples, it depends on whether their masters are generous, willing to share some from their own monthly allocation. If Casios claim is true, and he has discovered a producing area of Orchid Heart Grass. Then there will be a tectonic shift within the Wind Elephant Gate, with the senior levels rocked by the news. Cough, cough, cough! Lixia was overcome by coughing, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She looked at Casio with burning eyes, her tiger-like gaze as if she could devour Casio. Tell me the details of the situation again! Lixia was usually quite steady, but today was the most urgent she had been in a decade: Sit here and tell Casio had anticipated this, and explained the whole story again. Halfway through, he was interrupted by Lixia: Youre saying that theres a large area full of Orchid Heart Grass! They are on both sides of the stream, from top to bottom, and span over a hundred meters! Yes. Casio affirmed as he nodded. This Such a large area Lixia couldnt stop herself from clicking her tongue in amazement. After a brief pause, she asked: What about the quality? Is it similar to what you brought back? Yes. Casio again nodded his agreement. He took a pause, then added: It should be better than what I brought back, after all the herb is delicate. After two days in the box, the leaves are wilted Phew Lixia took a few deep breaths, as if she was about to cough but managed to suppress it: Let your master rest for a while Thus, the room fell into eerie silence for a few minutes. Lixia broke the silence once she had caught her breath: We mustnt delay this matter, Ill report to the senior levels immediately! Give me the box. Casio quickly put the pot back in place and closed the wooden box. After ensuring the location was correct, he carefully handed it to Lixia. This is of great importance, you must absolutely never reveal it to others. Only you should know it in your heart. The sect will certainly reward you generously for it, I guarantee you! Dont worry! Lixia picked up the box and patted Casios sturdy shoulders reassuringly. Im going to find my master first, your grandmaster. With his support, the seniors will definitely reward you generously! Chapter 51 - 51 051 Awakening_1 ?Chapter 51: 051 Awakening_1 Chapter 51: 051 Awakening_1 What did you just say?! Is it for real or not?! In the courtyard, a scrawny old man with a mountain goats beard stares at Lixia in shock: You cant joke about this kind of news! Lixia, being prepared for this, immediately opens the black wooden box in her hands, revealing four Orchid Heart Grasses placed inside. !!! The goat-bearded old mans eyes widen instantly, first glancing at Lixia, then bending down excitedly and somewhat out of breath. He picks up a pot of Orchid Heart Grass to examine it in the sunlight. Lixia watches from the side, thinking how familiar this scene seems. It was like her exact reaction when Li Wei first took out the Orchid Heart Grass. However, she could understand why a source of Orchid Heart Grass was too important for the Wind Elephant Gate sect. Its the real thing!!! A moment later, the old man looks up and stares intently at his disciple, his eyes brimming with excitement and irrepressible joy. We had the exact same reaction Lixia mutters to herself. Being prepared already, Lixia starts to recap everything Casio told her before her master Oumai even asks. She explains in great detail C from Casios return home to pay respect to his parents, him hitching a ride on the train, to unexpectedly stumbling upon a group of wild Orchid Heart Grass in the mountains, and so on. Under the bright sunlight, the white-walled courtyard is quite spacious, with some flowers and grass planted around the edge. Goat-bearded Oumai paces back and forth, excitably mumbling to himself. The area is over a hundred meters and the quality is so good He suddenly stops pacing, staring at Lixia: Your disciple, my grand-disciple, is truly the Wind Elephant Gates lucky star! He might even be your lucky star! Oumai steps forward: With such a great achievement, you can definitely ask the sect for a Wind Elephant Pill! Perhaps, if you take the Wind Elephant Pill, your long-standing illness has a chance to heal! This is your only opportunity! Oumai looks at Lixia with a father-like tender gaze, with a hint of worry mixed in. I will go talk to him right away! He strides forward. Master! Lixia, who has been silent all this time, suddenly calls out. Oumai stops in his tracks. I dont want to lie to myself and waste Li Weis precious merit. Who doesnt want to live? I do too! But I understand my body the best The injury I received ten years ago has reached my core, any medicine I take will leak out in a few days C my fate and my martial arts have already been severed Lixia shakes her head, seemingly numbed: Master, dont waste time and resources on me anymore I know you see me as your daughter, but Im afraid my fate is just meant to be like this Lixia Oumai opens his mouth, unsure of what to say. Dont worry about me, Master. A sincere, not forced, smile suddenly appears on Lixias face. Ive already found my purpose for the last phase of my life That kid is different now, really, hes not the same as before, I can feel it. I plan to use all my energy to teach him, while I still have the strength to walk. Just like you taught me martial arts, helped me grow, and even saw me as your daughter. He will extend my life, my martial arts, my values. I will pass my Azure Wind Flow onto him and let him continue to develop and improve it. Oumai stands still, unable to speak for a moment. He clenches his fist tightly and then, after a while, relaxes it helplessly. I didnt expect that you have already made up your mind Made up my mind? Well, I guess so. But I see it as a form of teacher-student inheritance, Im sure you understand. Isnt this how the Wind Elephant Gate has been developing slowly for over a hundred years? Lixia hops over to the flower garden with both hands behind her back, behaving unusually like a little girl. She picks a small white flower, smells its fragrance and gently tucks it behind her ear. Standing to the side, Oumai watches in silence as the Lixia in his sight overlaps with the little girl in his memories. Once upon a time, she was also innocent and childish, laughing heartily and acting like a child. Until that event ten years ago That ungrateful traitor!!! Oumais breath inadvertently becomes heavier, only calming down after a while: So, youve decided? Sarch* The novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Yes. Lixia nods and smiles. Are you sure? This is your only chance! Oumai thought he has already let go, but he couldnt help but ask again. Im sure. Lixia nods again. Great! A trace of an unsightly smile appears on Oumais wrinkled face as his goat-like beard twitches. Ill take care of this! Ill at least get one Wind Elephant Pill for my grand-disciple! Give me the box, Im off! He boldly grabs the handed-over box, turns around and leaves decidedly, he doesnt look back during the entire journey, only pausing for a second to take one last glance after hes far away. His old eyes are noticeably red and two tears fall down, only to be wiped away by his rough hands. Why do I get more sentimental as I get older? Damn it! Further away at the gate of the white-walled courtyard. Lixia, with a white flower behind her ear, blinks and looks up at the sky. The blue sky today is especially pure, like it could print a persons soul onto it. Chapter 52 - 52 052 Wind Elephant Pill_1 ?Chapter 52: 052 Wind Elephant Pill_1 Chapter 52: 052 Wind Elephant Pill_1 Federation Calendar, year 97, July 2. As Casio was honing his boxing method in the training room, three people in blue combat suits, Teacher Lixia, and Lixias teacher, his elder, Oumai, all entered. Everyones faces were serious, giving a strong sense of Casio, somethings happened. Fortunately, the lanky old man with the snowy white beard leading the group managed a smile and said. Li Wei, you are the lucky star of our Wind Elephant Gate! The man in front of Casio was familiar to him, it was the deputy Gate Master Samer, who appeared in one of the actual combat rankings during the first Era of Retrospection. He is in charge of overseeing the medicinal materials and logistics of Wind Elephant Gate. Afterward, several people engaged in a friendly conversation with Casio. In essence, they were inquiring about what had happened some details still needed Casio, who was involved, to recall and recount. The whole process went very smoothly, especially after Casio mentioned that the area was uninhabited, the atmosphere became even more cordial. The seniors in the blue combat suits all wore smiles on their faces. Casios description of the Orchid Heart Grasss origin was perfect. It was ready for the Wind Elephant Gate to exploit virgin rich territory. From today onwards, the influence of Wind Elephant Gate was likely to gradually penetrate into Black Sand City. Currently, in the Black Sand City, there were only one or two Wind Elephant branch martial arts halls, but due to the importance of Orchid Heart Grass, the Black Sand City would definitely establish its own branch within a short time. As time passed, the Black Sand City branch would grow more robust, its importance likely to be second only to the headquarters at Oak City. All these were either speculation or already in the planning stages. On the same day in the afternoon, Samer, the other two seniors, elder Oumai, and Casio rushed down the mountain together and hurried to the urban area of Oak City and boarded one of the freight trains using their connections. Three days later, on the train platform of Oak City. Oh, my old bones cant take the toll On the rectangular platform, Samer was complaining as he rubbed his back. However, there was not the slightest fatigue on his face, instead, he was glowing with delight. Because everything that Casio had told them was confirmed. In Black Sand City, at Firmwood Town, within the Berna Mountain. There was indeed a large swath of wild Orchid Heart Grass that no one had ever discovered before! According to simple calculations, this large patch of wild-collected Orchid Heart Grass would provide enough potion supplies for everyone in the Wind Elephant Gate for two years! Of course, this is just a small part. The truly valuable part is the environment suitable for nurturing Orchid Heart Grass. As long as it was reserved and protected, and cultivated sustainably by human hands, they could have as much Orchid Heart Grass as they wanted! Once youve mastered the skill of catching fish, would you still fear not having fish? Upon arriving in Oak City, the group of five, battered from the journey, were treated to a generous meal. The delicious dishes soothed their weary hearts. It wasnt until the afternoon of July 5th that everyone returned to the Wind Elephant Gate. On July 6th, Casio received the reward he had been wanting. When Lixia placed four boxes in front of him, an excited twitch crept into Casios usually calm heart. He knew that his teacher Lixia and his elder Oumai had done their best to secure the best possible reward for him. See whats inside. Youve earned it. Lixia pushed the differently-sized red boxes across the table. On the other side of the table, Casio solemnly received the boxes. Under the sunlight streaming in from the side window, he opened the first box. Inside was a pale yellow sponge cushion, with a dent in the middle, holding a pale blue pill that shone under the bright light. The air was filled with a thick scent of medicinal herbs. Upon opening the second box, he found something familiar C a perfectly square, crystal clear chunk of Body Refining Paste. In the third box, there was a small bottle. When shaken, the sound of the liquid inside made a gulu gulu sound. In the fourth box, shaped like a long strip, there were five purple long incense sticks, roughly as long as a chopstick. Out of the four items in total, Casio only recognized one. But he assumed the other three wouldnt be much worse than the Body Refining Paste. Casio lifted his head and looked across, where Lixia was watching him with a slight smile: Let me tell you what these things do First, this pill. She pointed to Casios left hand: This pill is called the Wind Elephant Pill, and its the most precious of these four items. Every five years, the Wind Elephant Gate invests a large number of resources to create the Wind Elephant Pill. If it fails, there is nothing to gain, but if successful, we create three pills. The difficulty of pill creation is very high Its function is simple, it can enhance the root bone of those beneath a martial artists realm. Its especially effective for teenagers under 20, like you, Li Wei. Your root bone is ranked as above average, perhaps after taking Wnd Elephant Pill, it could become superior. Of course, the effects of the pill vary from person to person. Lixia paused for a moment and continued, Diligence determines the lower limit of a martial artists martial arts, and the quality of the root bone determines an artists upper limit. If you have large ambitions for martial arts, then the above-average root bone is not enough to support you. So, I asked our master to get a Wind Elephant Pill for you Thank you, teacher. Thank you, master. Casio was gratefulChe knew without his teacher Lixia and his master Oumais intervention, he probably wouldnt have been able to obtain the Wind Elephant Pill. After all, after completing his Obsession, Casio could bring back everything he had gained during the Era of Retrospection. Lixia nodded and continued. I wont go into detail about this Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment that youve already consumed. But I remind you to be prepared since the effects can greatly diminish after the first use. Besides, its best to take the Body Refining Paste after consuming Wnd Elephant Pill for the best results. Casio nodded in agreement as Lixia pointed to the third item. The Fire Oil is a specially formulated potion used for breaking through limits. Once you have mastered the first level of the Elephant Soul Secret Art, youll reach a bottleneck. This bottleneck varies from person to person- some may break through the next day, while others might never manage. Fire Oil is made precisely for this situation. If you drink it, youll reach a state of vibrant and boiling blood for the next seven days, greatly increasing the probability of breaking through. The only downside is that an excessively abundant amount of blood might cause insomnia at night. Lixia then pointed to the last item. Calming Incense, a good auxiliary tool for cultivation. Its not for physical training but specifically for cultivating Wind Elephant Fist skills. Burn a small piece before each training session, inhale it for a bit, then extinguish it. Afterwards, your mental clarity, memory, and learning abilities will all improve. I brought you five sticks of Calming Incense. Use them sparingly and they should last half a year to a year. After finishing, Lixia couldnt help but remind him again. Be sure to use it sparingly and not waste it. Calming Incense isnt produced in the Hong Li Federation, its imported. The Wind Elephant Gate only gets about ten sticks a year, and now half of them have been given to you Her tone was somewhat sour, probably because she remembers being given only a tiny bit each year by the sect. Casio, on the other hand, got five all at once, highlighting the contrast. Perhaps picking up Lixias discontent or simply being polite, Casio said, Why dont you take a couple of sticks, teacher? I have five and Im afraid I wont be able to use them all. Unexpectedly, Lixia appeared unhappy upon hearing this. She said coldly, Use what youve earned yourself and keep the good stuff! I warn you, dont let these things be used by others. You have to consume them in front of me, or Ill beat your little ass! Sarch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Yes! Casio immediately stood upright with chest out. Even though teacher Lixias tone was somewhat harsh, he could hear the affection within it, right? Yes, thats right. Casio felt that ever since their full-fledged sparring match, Lixias attention to him had grown increasingly more intense, as if all her focus was on him. The Era of Retrospection is not a game. Even though Casio has his motivations, the people in his surroundings are all living individuals with emotions. Lixias contributions to Casio were visible to all, and Casio fully respected Lixia as his teacher. As long as you understand. Lixia nodded, then asked Casio to wait in the Quiet Room. Five minutes later, Lixia came in, carrying a barrel full of hot water. She left the barrel in the corner with a bang, and water splashed out lightly. She then turned to Casio, Eat the Wind Elephant Pill Okay. Casio immediately did as he was told, gulping it down. Then strip off your clothes, all of them. What?! Casio blinked. What? Hurry up and strip, or do you want me to do it? Chapter 53 - 53 053 Top Quality (13)_1 ?Chapter 53: 053 Top Quality (1/3)_1 Chapter 53: 053 Top Quality (1/3)_1 Casio felt a bit awkward. After all, adding up his previous and present life, he was more than forty years old. Stripping naked in front of a woman was somewhat embarrassing. However, as he couldnt defeat Lixia, he could only obediently strip off his clothes. While Casio felt embarrassed, Lixia showed a calm face, she even nodded in approval and said, Your muscular physique is quite good, it seems you have been working out well, keep it up. Now, get in. With a splash, Casio sank himself into the wooden barrel. Immediately, the steaming hot water enveloped him. A strong wave of heat was ceaselessly seeping into his body through his skin. Is this a bath? It seems like nothing has been added to the water Just as Casio was questioning himself, a surging heat wave erupted from his stomach, rushing up from his upright spine all the way to his head. His brain suddenly buzzed. His vision became blurred. After a while, he regained consciousness, feeling as if there was an inner stream flowing throughout his body. It circulated rapidly along his bloodstream; each time it passed through the heart, it would be vigorously pumped, circulating around his body at a speed faster than the last round, repeating this cycle endlessly. Stabilize your qi and concentrate! Ninth form of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique! Suddenly a voice gave a roar. Casios vision was blurry, his consciousness muddled, but he instinctively followed as he was told, assuming a special posture. In doing so, the current flowing around his body seemed to accelerate even more. Casios body gradually began to heat up. His throat felt more and more fiery, as if a thread of fire was climbing up from his stomach, straight into his oral cavity. This state of affairs lasted for an unknown duration. Until a specific moment. When that ball of heat passed through his heart once more, another powerful pump occurred in the atrium. The resulting flow exploded in a splatter, instantaneously spreading to every corner of his body, dispersing into a sky full of stars. Casio felt as if there were certain things within his body that were being nourished and wrapped, and certain other things were being forced out from the surface of his skin. Dazed and confused, he opened his eyes again. Inside the quiet room, two faint yellow rays of light penetrated through the window and illuminated the floor, a fresh breeze leisurely pumped in from the gap. Lixia, clad in a yellow combat suit, sat cross-legged, facing him. Casio could distinctly sense that his five senses had seemingly become much more acute. If he concentrated, he even seemed capable of seeing the minute dust particles in the air. Moreover, he could hear every movement happening at the martial arts field located hundreds of meters away from the quiet room. He instinctively stood up, and a splash of water fell from him. Realizing that he was naked and that Teacher Lixia was sitting opposite him, Casio, feeling a bit awkward, sat back down. Is it over? Lixia, who was sitting cross-legged, opened her eyes. Since youre alright, what are you still sitting for? Look at how dirty the water you soaked in is. Now go and take a shower in the washroom. Hearing this, Casio looked down at the barrel. The previously clear and hot water was now murky and cold. The water had turned a mixture of black and red, as if many impurities had dissolved in it. The surface even had a layer of mud-like grime on it. It seemed like it would stink, except that he couldnt smell it because hed been there too long. After all, it seemed like Teacher Lixia had opened the window Go ahead. Lixia repeated again, it seemed like she knew that Casio was too shy to move while naked, so she closed her eyes. Casio stepped out of the barrel, immediately grabbed the clothes in the corner, and ran to the washroom to take a cold shower. During his shower, he glanced at the upper right corner of his vision. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 68.2% (Total of three tiers) Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 74.0% (Total of three tiers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 34.2% (Total of three tiers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 37.5% (Total of three tiers) The changes werent significant, but they were equivalent to several months of hard cultivation by Casio. After all, the increase in physical fitness and the level of Elephant Soul Secret Art were just additional effects of the Wind Elephant Pill. Its main function was to enhance a persons potential and core bone. This miraculous pill is probably quite rare in the Secret Martial Arts World. Its definitely a stroke of luck that Casio managed to get one. Facing the cold water, he clenched his fists. His strength hadnt increased much, but it seemed Casio suddenly threw a punch. His arm quickly extended, and abruptly stopped in mid-air! The water droplets on it flew off due to their inertia, hitting the wall with a splash, making quite a loud noise. From the time he threw the punch, to when he withdrew it, there was no warning. His control over his body and strength had improved tremendously! Sar?h the N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Suppressing his joy, Casio got dressed and returned to the quiet room, but Lixia was no longer there. A few minutes later, he saw her returning with a cleaned wooden barrel and gently placed it next to him. Come over, let me check your core bone. Lixia smiled and beckoned him, seemingly more eager than Casio himself. Yes. Casio immediately walked over. Five minutes later, Casio, whose entire body had been examined, stood dumbfounded in place. Lixia was circling around him and nodding. Good, very good! I originally thought that after you took the Wind Elephant Pill, your potential would leap a level to reach upper and lower core bone, which would already be the limit. I didnt expect you to exceed another small level, reaching upper, middle core bone! Well done! Lixia patted Casios shoulder firmly to encourage him. Casio muttered in his heart: The Wind Elephant Pill doesnt seem to be dependent on the users subjective improvements, right? How much one improves depends entirely on luck. But it seems that his luck was not bad, as the effects seemed to be very good. Li Wei always had good potential, with an upper-middle level. However, Casio in the real world was a bit inferior, barely reaching the middle-lower level. If the effects of the Wind Elephant Pill could be taken back, perhaps his potential in the real world could be boosted to the upper level? With that thought, Casio had a question: did his cultivation of martial arts have a bottleneck? After all, when he returned to the real world, the effects were added directly. Or did he not have a bottleneck, gaining as much power as the past had? This was a question, but it was obviously good news that his potential could be enhanced, as he would need to spend quite a lot of time in the real world. Coming back to his senses, Casio saw Lixia gazing at him with the look of a proud teacher: Though your core bone has reached the upper level, you cant slack off your daily training. Talent alone isnt enough to achieve greatness, it must be accompanied by diligent study and hard work! So, from tomorrow onward, you dont have to train like your junior brothers and sisters. Train with me directly, and Ill pass on some techniques to you Yes. Casio seemed to be only capable of saying this, he wasnt good at expressing his feelings. But he would always remember those who were kind to him, and when he had the ability, he would repay them in kind. Alright, that will be all for today, you may leave now. Go home and have a good nights sleep. Lixia waved her hand, and Casio nodded before leaving. Oh right, prepare yourself in these next few days. The senior level of the sect might promote you to a position among the Core Disciples, and there will be a process to follow. Chapter 54 - 54 054 Half a Year (23)_1 ?Chapter 54: 054 Half a Year (2/3)_1 Chapter 54: 054 Half a Year (2/3)_1 July 5th. The promotion ceremony for core disciples that Lixia had mentioned arrived. Under the guidance of Vice Gate Master Samer, Casio got to meet the often secluded Wind Elephant Gate Master. He was a towering and sturdy middle-aged man, with a complexion of ancient bronze, and muscles that were as robust as poured cement pillars. Just standing before the Gate Master, Casio could feel an intense pressure, which was indeed an aura-based mental oppression. Thankfully, Gate Master Belon seemed not as stern and serious as imagined. He often smiled when meeting Casio, occasionally inquiring about his cultivation process like an elder would, and praised him more than once for his contributions to the Wind Elephant Gate. Clearly, Casios contributions were the primary reason for Belons kind treatment. Its not just about the importance of the herbs, but also about setting an example. Reward those who work hard, and others will strive to do the same. That was probably the rationale. Gate Master Belon also asked about Casios core bone, specifically after using the Wind Elephant Pill. Upon learning that Casios bone marrow was intermediate, his attitude warmed significantly. Subsequent rites of paying homage to the Gate Master and Ancestral Master were also smoothly resolved. In each generation of the Wind Elephant Gate, there are only ten core disciples who are destined to manage the Gate in the future. This generation already had four core disciples, and Casio was to be the fifth. All resources will prioritize core disciples, including the precious potions and pills that are usually extremely rare. Of course, in a few months, the potions will perhaps become less valuable. That afternoon, after the ceremony, Casio returned with two pale blue suits, which were extremely durable and made of exquisite fabric. These two suits represented the identity of a core disciple, equivalent to the senior level of the Wind Elephant Gate. However, these were not combat suits, hence there was a slight difference. That evening, Casio placed the two suits and a Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant in front of Lixia. The pendant was not pure white. Instead, it was painted light blue at its end. Its to distinguish between core disciples and ordinary ones. Lixia seemed somewhat moved by these items. She stared at the light blue Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant for a long time. Eventually, Casio decided to give Lixia a set of core disciple clothing. Quite unusually, Lixia silently accepted. Was it similar to the way parents felt when they collected their childs first-place trophy? Casio reckoned it was, yet also not. There was pride, but perhaps there were also other deeper reasons. He saw a hint of regret in Lixias eyes. On July 15th, the weather was clear and breezy. Under Lixias guidance, Casio started using Calming Incense for his cultivation. The supportive item was indeed precious; even after using just a small portion, his progress in Wind Elephant Fist cultivation swiftly advanced. He started from morning to evening and kept getting inspirations, so much so that he forgot to stop and had to be knocked out by Lixia. The first few days were all the same. His mind was too active to sleep, so he always had to be punched by Lixia to bed. July 20th, overcast during the day with heavy rain at night. In the morning, Casio was called into the Quiet Room by Lixia, where she made him pledge first. The general content was that he would devote himself to martial arts, inherit her methods, strive to complete them and do his utmost to carry them forward. Finally, he was not to divulge them to anyone, even his martial siblings. If he broke this pledge, Lixia would take action herself. After the pledge ceremony, Lixia taught Casio an amazing skill known as the Gale Flow. Currently, it was only the basics. To fully utilize and execute it, Casio would need to solidify the first layer of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. During this process, to arouse interest in Casio, Lixia demonstrated the power of the Gale Flow. She lightly pressed her palm onto the head of a wooden stake, and in a short time, the top of the wooden man was flattened. A whole heads thickness of solid wood gone! The cross-section was incredibly smooth. If that hit a person August 5th, overcast turning cloudy. Within twenty days of frequent cultivation, Casio used up a stick of Calming Incense, for which he was scolded by Lixia. However, the gains were tremendous. His cultivation of Wind Elephant Fist improved by 15%, breaking the halfway mark and moving towards 55%. The effects of the Wind Elephant Pill were also starting to show. Pairing a top-grade core bone with Calming Incense had significant results. August 10th, clear skies, strong sunshine. A month and a half later, after the effects of the first Body Refining Ointment and Wind Elephant Pills dissipated, Casio decisively ate the second Body Refining Ointment upon obtaining Lixias approval. Sear?h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 77.1% (Three Layers in total)Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 91.2% (Three Layers in total) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 54.3% (Three Layers in total)Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 62.3% (Three Layers in total) As expected, the effect was reduced by half. Elephant Soul Secret Techniques progress increased by less than 15%, and Wind Elephant Fists progress increased by 8%. However, Casio was not disappointed. After all, the greater the progress in martial arts, the more difficult it becomes. The fact that the Body Refining Ointment effect could still maintain about half of its original impact was already quite good. In the following week, Casio had a period of rapid growth. If he worked hard, he might save himself a few months of intense cultivation. August 20th, strong wind, a thunderstorm. In the morning during his usual training, Casio noticed a streak of white hair on Lixias head. When he came to the Training Room in the afternoon, he heard the sound of violent coughing from within. In the evening, Casio found an opportunity to inquire, but Lixia only said that she had caught a cold. September 5th, overcast rainy day, dense clouds. Lixias cough worsened and sometimes it was so bad that she could not help but cough while teaching Casio the Wind Elephant Fist. In the afternoon, she even coughed out blood. Casio asked her again, but Lixia insisted it was just an old respiratory ailment. No matter how Casio asked, Lixia simply stuck to her story. September 15th, clear weather. It was the eighteenth birthday of the original owner, Li Wei, his coming of age ceremony. Teacher Lixia and her Master Oumai took Casio to Oak City. They had a somewhat simple but peaceful and warm birthday feast. Casio was very happy that night, and he also received gifts from them. Master Oumai gave him a sandalwood bracelet that he had kept for many years, while Lixia gave him a pocket watch for the second time. This silver pocket watch seemed to have a special meaning to her. October 8th, overcast. During Casios instruction session, Lixia suddenly fainted. Casio was thankfully present and quickly took her to the hospital. When Lixia was unconscious and being treated, he asked his grand master, Oumai, about her condition. At first, Oumai avoided discussing it. However, after much coaxing and pleading, he finally revealed the cause of Lixias gradual weakness. It traced back to an event that occurred over a decade ago, involving a betrayer. In that incident, Lixias martial brother was killed, and Lixia was seriously injured. The traitor fled and disappeared under a new identity, his whereabouts unknown ever since. Chapter 55 - 55 055 Core Disciples (33 asking for more reading)_1 ?Chapter 55: 055 Core Disciples (3/3 asking for more reading)_1 Chapter 55: 055 Core Disciples (3/3 asking for more reading)_1 That injury went deep, and it robbed the talented Lixia of her potential martial arts journey. And Naz, whose comprehension was even higher than Lixias, had died directly as a result. Oumai had tried every means to heal Lixia, but all had ended in failure. Any medicine she consumed would be purged in a day or two. The fact that Lixia could hold on until now was nothing short of miraculous. However, she was on the brink of collapse, likely to live only a year or two more at most. Oumais voice was filled with sadness when he spoke these words. But after recounting the past, he looked fervently towards Casio and shared what Lixia had told him two months ago. Casio finally understood why Lixia was so determined and relentlessly committed to training him. Lixias endless yearning for martial arts, her infinite hope to perfect the Azure Wind Current, all of it relied on Casio. In her heart, Casio might be more important than she was because her dream resided within him. And the silver pocket watch was in fact a relic from Naz, Lixias senior brother. Lixia had given it to Casio in hopes that he could become an outstanding, brave, and strong person like Naz. The reason Oumai revealed all this to Casio was, of course, to make him realize there was someone who considered him more important than her own life. He needed to try harder, to keep from disappointing Lixia. October 18, sunny weather, broad daylight. Lixia was discharged from the hospital, accompanied by Casio. During their walk, Lixia playfully complained about how Casio had wasted his cultivation time while doting on her like a nanny in the hospital. Moreover, the enthusiasm of the usually reserved Casio felt somewhat odd, like a muscular hunk wearing a dress. Casio remained silent, feeling a bit wronged. After more than forty years in past and present lives, he had grown accustomed to being a man of few words. Perhaps because he had spent too long alone, Casio wasnt adept at expressing his emotions to others, even fearing the emotions that others expressed towards him. Now, after finally making a step forward, he was scolded for it. Even so, he swallowed his grievances and focused on what needed to be done. He didnt know how to sweet talk others into feeling better, but he knew how to make practical decisions and learn from them, step by step, from novice to expert. This was so like Casio November 4, clear skies. Casio used up the third Calming Incense stick. This time, he wasnt scolded by Lixia as his progress in the Wind Elephant Fist had significantly improved. Over these last few days, Casios progress was much faster than before. Having switched from trying hard to giving it his all, he learned faster, came to an understanding quicker, and his movements became more standardized. This way, Lixia didnt have to repeat instructions time after time. She would get some time to rest, and seeing Casios progress being made faster, would bring her joy and satisfaction. Whilst in the past Casio needed occasional prompting from others, now he was whipping himself forward. No one wanted him to progress more than he did. ************************ Two months passed Federation Calendar, Year 98, January 7. In a quiet room, the strong, pungent smell of potion filled the air. In a corner stood a light yellow wooden tub, with Casios body immersed in the potion, only his head exposed. His eyes were tightly closed and his body was in a specific position of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique, a position he had practiced countless times. Invisible medicinal properties layered on his skin, slowly seeping in, and intense waves of pain spread throughout his body. It genuinely felt as though thousands of needles were piercing his flesh. This was the outcome of achieving a 100 percent effectiveness in the first level of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique. Each time he practiced, he had to endure this kind of pain. Six months, a full half-years time. He had finally reached the pinnacle of his progress, and it hadnt been easy. Especially the last few percentages, moving them even a bit had required an immense amount of time. Fortunately, he had accomplished what he wanted. In his line of sight, a series of words appeared. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 100.0% (Total of 3 levels) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 99.5% (Total of 3 levels) He was only 0.5 percent away from breaking through the first level of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. However, it seemed that it would still take half a months diligent training to reach it Taking a deep breath of the air laden with the aroma of potion, Casio stood up and went to the washroom nearby for a bath. He then returned to pour out the used potion and cleaned the wooden tub. Finally, he neatly placed the tub in the corner of the room. In the quiet room, Casio, naked from the waist up, was getting dressed. He had grown taller and stronger than before, standing at approximately 1.87 to 1.88 meters. This was due to the purification and marrow-nourishing effect of the Wind Elephant Pill, which had caused Casio to grow a few centimeters taller and his skeleton seemed to have subtly increased in size. Sunlight shone on his half-naked body, reflecting off his bronze skin. His muscular body seemed robust from head to toe, neatly and evenly proportioned. Casio had a developed musculature but maintained a balanced physique. This was a flawless streamlined symmetry, which might not be noticeable when clothed, but the moment he revealed his large skeleton and bronze muscles, he seemed overwhelmingly muscular. After getting dressed, he slightly twisted his neck, producing cracking sounds from his joints. Casio then stretched languidly. He walked over to a window, propped it open, and let the cold air replace the warm air inside the room. It was already January, and although it wasnt snowing, the temperature was close to freezing. The rooms warm air was quickly replaced by the crisp freshness from outside. Sar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Someone suddenly pushed the door open and entered the room. Casio turned his head and saw it was Lixia. Teacher Quickly gather your things. Lets go to Oak City right now! Lixias tone seemed hurried, And remember to wear that suit and pendant representing a Core Disciple. Teacher, whats going on? asked Casio. Your eldest senior brother has returned. The other two Core Disciples have gone to greet him. Theyre hosting a banquet in Oak City, Lixia explained. Upon hearing this, Casio understood immediately. The eldest senior brother referred to here wasnt someone who was also a disciple of Teacher Lixia, but the eldest of all this generations disciples from Wind Elephant Gate. In other words, the highest-ranking individual among all Core Disciples. Once a regular disciple is promoted to a Core Disciple, they automatically move up a rank and only address other Core Disciples as senior or junior brothers and sisters. Regardless of their age or how much earlier they had become disciples, they uniformly address other Core Disciples as senior brother or senior sister. Let me grab it. Casio immediately went back to his room to change into the appointed attire and then waited at the door. After a moment, Lixias silhouette appeared in the distance, quickly making her way towards him. She hadnt changed clothes and didnt need to. Lixia was just there to guide Casio. At ten in the morning, the two descended the mountain. Chapter 56 - 56 056 Silly Bear_1 ?Chapter 56: 056 Silly Bear_1 Chapter 56: 056 Silly Bear_1 The pale blue sky is clear and vast, while restless clouds sway and swirl with each gust of wind, their ethereal forms disrupted by small rows of black birds darting across the sprawling expanse. Oak City is built with large stone bricks lining the wide main thoroughfares, forming a grid-like pattern underfoot. The roads are mostly clean, unlike the litter-strewn narrow alleys that occasionally give off the stench of piled excrement. The Oak City central administration is unyielding on the matter of urban cleanliness, hiring cleaners to tidy up the city streets on a regular basis. The roads are frequently traveled by carriages. Some were notably luxurious, with golden motifs adorning the wheels and canopies, while the reins leading the horses and the carriage drivers clothes are ornamented in a similar manner. These carriages belong to wealthy merchant familiesnot to nouveau riche, but to families with deep-rooted history. These families maintain several carriages and professional drivers as status symbols, endeavors as much about show as they are about practicality. At the crossroads, two middle-aged policemen in blue uniforms stand chatting. One passes a cigarette to the other, and they take turns surveying pedestrians while puffing leisurely. During the 71st year of the Hong Li Federation, the council established a police force in order to maintain order. Since then, it has remained a new and emergent force as police departments needed to be established in every county. The police force is ultimately under the authority of the Minister of the Interior. Near the sidewalk on the right, a black carriage halts. A man and woman alight. What time is it? The woman, Lixia, turns to Casio and inquires. Casio retrieves a pocket watch gifted to him by Lixia. Eleven oh five. Were on time. The banquet probably starts at half-past eleven and its going to be quite grand. Other than the core disciples from the Wind Elephant Gate, merchants and gentry from Oak City and nearby areas will be attending. The influence the Wind Elephant Gate holds is not little she finishes with a laugh: Come over here, let me fix your clothes. Casio moves two steps forward while straightening his back and puffing out his chest. As Lixia smoothes the wrinkles in Casios clothes, she advises, Try to look as spirited as possible. You guys are the stars of tonights banquet Other core disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate have some relationships with powerful and wealthy figures, while you, who became a core disciple late, have been practising behind closed doors. So, most likely, the attention of the people at the banquet today will be focused on you and your eldest brother. Outside of winding the roads, the woman smiles teasingly: There will probably be many beautiful girls at this banquet. If you see someone you like, remember to let your teacher know, and Ill keep a lookout for you. She smiles, full of satisfaction as she gazes at the handsome and imposing Casio. Ever since that melancholic air dissipated, the more confident Li Wei grew, the more he exuded a calm, and mature charisma. You look great! Dont embarrass me. Off you go. Lixia gives a soft pat to the button on Casios light blue waistcoat. Yes, Casio replies solemnly. He moves slowly forward, only to glance back after a few steps. A solitary silhouette is hunched over on the ground, plagued by a severe coughing fit. The figures back violently shakes with each cough, as if intending to expel a lung. Casio freezes mid-step and watches intently, only regaining his composure at the sight of Lixias attention in the distance, following which he continues forward. He knows he cannot save her, and he knows her illness is now incurable. With this knowledge, he mustnt become overwhelmed with despair. What would Lixia like to see? Naturally, she would love to see a confident, determined, brave, industrious, shining and dazzling Li Wei. Casio decides to do so; to take on the role she has envisioned for him, at least until this round of retrospection ends. Because, after all, this path could not be wrong, could it? After ten minutes, Casio halts and looks up. A grand building, similar to a theater in appearance, towers above him, its decorations exquisite and bold. By the entrance stands a gigantic signboard bearing a line of golden text: Ferro Hall. Surrounding the building is a white enclosure, beyond which a few ornamental trees can slightly be seen protruding from the top of the enclosure. At the entrance, two burly men clad in black stand guard. After a glance, Casio strides towards them. The two guards make no move to stop him; they even respectfully greet him while he enters through the door, and return to their stations afterwards. It turns out these two men are fellow disciples from the Wind Elephant Gate. Stop! Wheres your invitation? one of the guard suddenly demands. At the entrance, a pale youth, dressed in a formal suit and top hat, comes to a halt, holding a black cane in his hand. The man who just went in didnt show an invitation, did he? The youth asks. Youre unreasonable. Can you even compare yourself to the fifth disciple of our sect, Wind Elephant Gate? This banquet is held for our disciples! If you dont have an invitation, then stop wasting our time and scram, the Roman guard retorts, crossing his arms across his chest, his bulging biceps tensing under his tight sleeves, a display of extreme oppression. The youth opens his mouth but doesnt utter a word, he helplessly withdraws. He doesnt dare to reveal his family name at such a grand banquet, as it would instead cause havoc for his family. Inside the courtyard, Casio moves along a cobblestone walkway. Midway, he comes across two servants dressed in black waistcoats and white shirts, who also sported blue bow-ties. One of them, spotting Casio, quickly comes forward to greet him. Excuse me, are you Mr. Li Wei? He asks. Yes Casio confirms with a nod. Please follow me, the servant says graciously after he turns and whispers something to his companion, who then scurries off, likely to relay the news. Following the servants lead, Casio traverses the cobblestone path. Instead of leading him into the banquet hall, they stop at a tall building behind the banquet hall. It is a long building with black tiles and white walls. At the entrance, the servant bows out, unable to proceed further. Casio steps inside alone, climbing the stairs and pushing open the towering bi-color door. Instantly, an extremely spacious hall unfolds before him. The ground is stitched together with multicolored marble, with square columns extending to the ceiling. Green potted plants are occasionally placed near these columns. Scattered all over the walls are landscape paintings at regular intervals. Sticking out conspicuously is a gigantic deer skull with two axes lodged in its hollow eye sockets, hung directly in front of the entrance on a white wall. In front of the skull, a burly, bald man with muscles akin to a bulky tire and a physique as sturdy as a bear, turns around. A fierce face suddenly appears before Casio. The rugged face, partly covered by a black eyepatch, belongs to a man with muscles bulging from every corner of his face, adding to his raw and wild aura. Sar?h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Not only does this man resemble a bear physically but his combativeness radiates a bearish hostility. Just when the eye contact between the two men risks making the surrounding air freeze, the burly man speaks. So, youre the junior brother! Im Moses, he pauses, scratches his shiny bald head, and adds, You should call me Fourth Brother. Great, turns out its just a big, naive bear Chapter 57 - 57 057 Elder martial brothers_1 ?Chapter 57: 057 Elder martial brothers_1 Chapter 57: 057 Elder martial brothers_1 The thick local accent in his I instantly diluted Mosess threat, turning it into a sense of simplicity. Hello, Fourth Brother. Casio felt that this bear-like elder brother might be easier to get along with, somehow giving a friendly feeling. Hehe Moses laughed twice, while he rapidly approached, Dont be so formal, just call me directly by my name, Moses, or you could call me Brother Moses. Brother Moses. Casio corrected himself. Across from him, Moses seemed to be sizing him up, his remaining brown eye started shining: Little brother is quite sturdy! Is your path about being bold and straightforward? Casio hesitated, then nodded his head. A students battle style mostly correlates with his teachers, and Lixia always liked to choose a straightforward path. Hence, as taught by Lixia, Casio was also the type who preferred face-to-face confrontation. He looked at Moses, who was more muscular than himself, and said, Brother, you must also be the same, right? To his surprise, Moses shook his head: My combat style should be different from yours. I am more resilient and prefer heavy punches. Casio glanced at Mosess muscular shoulders, as thick as tires, and knew Moses spoke the truth. With such muscle built, one could, of course, be resilient to punches, and a full-force punch must be terrifying. As if he noticed Casio examining his muscles, Moses even intentionally squeezed his arm, letting his already strong arm become even more inflated, with each muscle bulging visibly. Fourth Brother seemed to be particularly satisfied with his muscles. Little Brother, both of us must be the hot-blooded men type, physical confrontation is the hard truth! Theres an arena behind the hall, why dont we spar and Ill see your skills? Moses cordially proposed a match. Casio hesitated, but this must be a common situation for them. Its normal for a senior brother to test the prowess of the younger one. Moreover, Brother Moses seemed to be a defensive type of giant figure. Casio had never encountered such an opponent before and was also itching for a match. He was about to respond. At the stairs, a gentle voice suddenly called: Little Brother, dont be deceived by that bulldog! Down the brass-colored, spiral staircase came a tall, slender, short-haired beauty. He had icy-green short hair, a cheeky, fair and soft face with slim, pretty eyes. S~ea??h the Novl?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. But there was also a trace of sharpness in his eyebrows. Seeing Casio, the beauty gave a faint smile and said, Nice to meet you, Little Brother. Im your Third Brother, Gordon Lancy Thirdbrother? Casio hesitated, then looked more closely. He quickly noticed the prominent Adams apple in the center of Lancys swan-like neck. On closer inspection, Lancys behavior, body language, and other aspects were all masculine, apart from his feminine looks and voice. Hahaha! As expected, youre stunned too! I also thought you were a woman when I met you, sissy! I cant stop laughing! Moses laughed loudly, reeling off, old man, this, old man, that, entirely different from his previously simple and honest behavior. Humph! Lancy snorted coldly, ignoring Moses and quickly stepping in front of Casio: Did Moses begin to spar with you when he first saw you, and it was a simple courtesy? Casio nodded truthfully. I knew it, dont be deceived by this bulldog! I remember the first time the eldest brother, second sister and I met him, we thought he was a simple and honest person, and he disguised himself quite well. Later, he must have been so bored that he came to spar with me. I never thought As Lancy described, a fourth brother C homely as a bear on the outside, sly as a fox on the inside C emerged in Casios mind. Clearly, Moses pretending to be innocent when he first met Casio was just a disguise, all for the final sparring match. Moses, twenty-four years old, nicknamed Bulldog. He loves to fight, to be precise, he likes being beaten up. He enjoys using his robust body and steely muscles to endure attacks. He often pesters his opponent, begging the opponent to hit him, and the harder the better. Not only does he like being beaten, but he also loves to rip his clothes off. He often fights halfway and then uses his muscles to burst the clothes, leaving mostly just his trousers remaining. It seems to show off his muscles? Hey, hey, hey, Sissy! Its not fair to expose someones secrets when you first meet them! The originally giggling Moses stopped laughing, somewhat displeased: And what about my so-called weird habit of exposing my muscles? Is there a man in the world who doesnt like muscles? As he said this, he glanced over at Casio. His eyes were hopeful, as if he thought Casio, with his equally strong muscles, would approve of this statement, and stand with him on the same side. Ahem, ahem, ahem Casio coughed awkwardly a few times. He wasnt sure if it was his imagination, but it was their first meeting, yet the two sect brothers were unexpectedly enthusiastic and friendly. Was it their natural disposition? Or was it because of the Orchid Heart Grass Actually, Casio guessed right, it was because of the Orchid Heart Grass. Consider this, if you were one of the Core Disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate and your supply of potions was three bottles a month, which means you could only use potions to train for three days. Then suddenly one day, inside news informed that a student with maximized luck had found a place full of Orchid Heart Grass for the sect! Suddenly, the supply of potions for the Core Disciples changed from three bottles to thirty bottles! It was a tenfold increase! Totally replacing all the ointments. Plus, the wild Orchid Heart Grass was abundant and of high quality, which significantly improved the efficacy of each potion. This matter regarding training and advancement in the martial arts could be considered as a top priority for the Core Disciples. Therefore, naturally, even without seeing Casio, Moses and Lancy had good impressions of him. Especially because of the contrast before and after this year. Progress had been slow in the first half of the year, but it significantly speeded up in the latter half. Who brought on this turn of events was self-explanatory. In the Hall on the first floor, Lancy and Moses unexpectedly started arguing. One said that being well-proportioned was the best, and that having exaggerated muscles all over, even on the face, was ugly. The other defended that muscles were the best, everything else was heresy, and people as thin as bean sprouts could be beaten to a pulp in one punch. As they argued, the two of them headed towards the arena at the back of the hall. A clueless Casio only trailed behind helplessly. Five minutes later, Casio astonishingly witnessed what it meant to explode ones clothes until only a pair of shorts were left! Fourth Brother Moses was like a wall of muscles sturdily rooted to the ground, crazily taking hits. On the other hand, Third Brother Lancy was as agile as a swallow, turning into afterimages, circling and attacking around Moses. Additionally, Brother Lancy seemed to have the same quirky habit as Brother Moses. That was, he liked to use hand knife blows to the kidney! Casio watched in disbelief with spasms around his eyes and kidneys tingling from sympathetic pain. Chapter 58 - 58 058 Sparring (13)_1 ?Chapter 58: 058 Sparring (1/3)_1 Chapter 58: 058 Sparring (1/3)_1 Though they called it sparring, the two were in a real fight. Each of Brother Lanxis hand chops hit Mosess muscles squarely, producing a series of popping sounds. Upon closer look, one could see that Brother Mosess hard, massive muscles were quivering like jelly. It seemed very painful, but Moses seemed to enjoy it. This showed that Brother Lanxis comment about the fourth brother liking to get hit was not an exaggeration. Casio was watching from the sidelines, distinguishing the differences in their fighting styles. One was strong, defensive, and slow to attack. Sar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The other was quick to attack, good at evading, but lacked strength. Of course, when it comes to the slow in attacking and lack of strength, its all relative. If an average muscular man were to be hit by Brother Lanxis hand chop, he would probably be done for. After two or three minutes, the two men gradually stopped fighting. Brother Lanxi, with his bright red palm, wiped off the sweat from his forehead and muttered under his breath, Your skin is truly thick, you silly bear Hee hee hee hee In a smug way, Brother Moses laughed, his tight clothes already ripped apart, leaving him in just grey underwear. His bulging muscles looked like a fortress, giving people a sense of pressure. In stature and size, Moses could even compare with those steroid-pumped bodybuilders Casio knew in his previous life. Now, he was flaunting his physique like a bodybuilder, posing in a way that showcased his muscle definition. His upper body was shaped like an inverted triangle, extremely broad. However, the muscles were slightly red. Red palm prints could be seen all over his body. Moses turned his head and made eye contact with Casio beside him. He raised an eyebrow, changing his pose to resemble that of a gorilla. Casio shook his head slightly, amused. This Brother Moses is really something, a bit too fond of his muscles. Junior Brother, why dont you give it a try? Brother Lanxi suggested as he left the arena, Lets give it a try, then. Casio didnt decline, for he was itching to fight such a big guy like Brother Moses. Great! Moses on the arena gave a thumbs up. Casio took off his outer clothing, not wanting to ruin the coat that signified his core disciple status. He was wearing a white tank underneath, revealing his big, refined muscles. Seeing this, Moses visibly brightened Nice muscles! I cant wait. Casio hopped onto the platform and walked over to a corner. Firstly, he began with courteous greetings and then assumed a stable fighting stance. Please. Careful! Moses warned with a smile, deciding to forego his defense and take the initiative to test his junior brother. From below the platform, Lanxi looked with interest. Boom! The ground shook as Moses launched his body forward, like a wild bear, transformed into a large dark shadow pouncing towards him. An excitement arose in Casios eyes; he forcefully took a step forward, driving his most basic and robust straight fist forward. Crash! In mid-air, the two powerful fists collided, their bone structure making a muffled sound. The power transferred into each others bodies caused the muscles on both arms to ripple and tremble. Great! Moses laughed loudly, his left hand transforming into a dark shadow that pressed down aggressively, like a terrifying python pouncing on its prey. Casios arm shot out like a spring, cutting through the air, creating a whoosh sound. Crash! Head-on collision, once again. Both men had their feet firmly planted on the platform, not giving up their momentum, appearing as if they wanted to battle out an intense showdown with one punch after another. Boom, boom, boom, boom A series of stacked hitting sounds followed, Casios hands were like cannons, firing a barrage of punches of varying techniques, rapidly attacking. Moses was defensive, protecting the vital areas of his body, occasionally throwing powerful punches. Whoosh! An arm shot out, viciously striking towards the joints. Moses retaliated with a backhand slap, diverting the blow. Immediately after, he threw his whole body into a body collision, lowering his center of gravity. Casio quickly stepped aside, avoiding Mosess charge and getting to his side. Through a force from his waist abdomen, meeting his arm, a fierce hand chop was delivered. With a pop, it hit Brother Mosess muscles. Moses grunted and reciprocated with a punch. Casio met it with a punch of his own, his arm slipped back slightly after the impact. The two men tangled and fought a few more times. Lanxi, who was watching from the side, nodded subtly. His two junior brothers were going all out, one offensively, the other defensively. Casio leaned towards initiating attacks to seize opportunities. Moses, on the other hand, preferred defense, waiting for his enemy to show vulnerabilities. Apart from their battle styles, Lanxi could also see a rough estimation of Casios strength. Its probably close to the limit of the first level of the Secret Martial Art of the Wind Elephant. This was similar to Mosess and his own, around the bottleneck period. There was still a gap between them and the elder brother and elder sister, who had reached the second level of the Secret Martial Art of the Wind Elephant. They were on the same level with most of the elders and naturally a notch higher. On the platform, the two towering figures suddenly staggered back. Casio exhaled a deep sigh of stale breath. His arms were a little numb and shaky. Brother Moses was indeed very strong. Every punch felt like a bomb striking him! On the other side, Moses was equally amazed. His strength was naturally higher by several notches than others. During a fight, he would usually defend and then overpower with his strength But his junior brother had managed to hold against him not less than five times of his powerful punches! Although he could feel that Casios strength was weaker than his, it was a lot more robust than those at the same level. The difference was by just one or two notches. Bear in mind that Brother Lanxi would never dare to trade blows with him. Even Sister Two, who had reached the second level of the Secret Martial Art of the Wind Elephant, was just barely on par with his strength. Although Sister Twos strength lies elsewhere, this revealed a lot of things already. Junior Brother, your punches are really strong Moses grinned as he rubbed his muscles. The inflamed and swollen areas were where Casios fists had hit. Compared to Lanxis sissy hand chops, Casios punches were much more powerful, which Moses felt too. Brother, your strength is also very impressive. Casio raised his crimson fists. Not bad, quite impressive. An unfamiliar voice suddenly came from afar. Casio turned to look, seeing a young man with white hair walking out from the hall on the ground floor. His physique was above average, not the muscular type. He had a plain, non-descript face. The only unique thing was his peaceful demeanor, unhurried and confident, exuding a peculiar scholarly charm. It was odd to see a martial artist possessing such a refined air. Chapter 59 - 59 059 Banquet (23)_1 ?Chapter 59: 059 Banquet (2/3)_1 Chapter 59: 059 Banquet (2/3)_1 It was only when the youth approached that Casio noticed something. His left shoulder was bare. In other words, the man had only one entire arm. Senior Brother. Senior Brother. Lanxi and Moses on the side spoke respectfully. Senior Brother. Casio echoed, his eyes quietly taking in the white-haired youth. The ordinary-looking youth seemed to also be taking him in. After a few seconds, the youth said, You must be junior brother Li Wei. Nice to meet you, my name is Heige. His tone of speech was unhurried, and inexplicably gentle. Nice to meet you, Senior Brother Heige. Casio naturally responded. Shall we spar? Huh? Casio was taken aback on the spot. He looked at Senior Brother Heige, confirming whether he was the one who had said this sentence. Im asking, do you want to spar? Heige narrowed his eyes and smiled, a completely different momentum rising from him. If before Heige was like a thin bamboo, now he was like a sharp sword! Here it comes squint-eyed Lanxi, who was watching the show on the side, gloated in his heart. The daily sparring of the eldest brother had begun. If Moses was naturally gifted in physique, then elder brother Heige was extraordinarily insightful. He learned any combat skill quickly. He also reached the bottle neck of the Wind Elephant Fist early on, but he was still lingering before the major accomplishment of the first layer of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique. Despite having only one hand, despite having only a medium physique among his peers, his boxing technique is as refined as if he had been immersed in this path for decades, even surpassing that. Some of the elders were defeated by Heige in the boxing method of Wind Elephant Fist. And this well-practiced boxing method was certainly honed through numerous actual combats, so Heige liked to spar with people a lot. Basically, anyone he knew had been fought by him. Moses, who also liked to spar with people, wanted to spar with anyone, except for Heige. Because he had been beaten too many times when he was just starting to be unruly, and even a thick skin and dense flesh could not resist the invincible Iron Fist. Even if this Iron Fist only had one Seeing the elder brothers smiling expression, Moses seemed to recall that past, and his whole body shivered involuntarily. He was about to open his mouth to remind, but he was a step too late. Sure. Casio enthusiastically agreed. Five minutes later, Casio regretted it. Big Brother seemed to have mastered the Wind Elephant Fist to the point of perfection, and he combined it with his single-arm situation. He created a set of sharp and weird single-arm boxing techniques. Every collision put Casio at a disadvantage, any intention of attack would be seen through by Heige. Throughout the whole battle, Casio did not land a punch on Senior Brother Heige, instead, various parts of his body were prodded and felt faintly painful. He honestly admitted defeat, while Heige across continued to squint and smile. Casio felt this elder brother was somewhat treacherous. Ha ha, dont be angry, little junior brother, this is my fighting style. If you feel a bit frustrated, then fight Moses, he will definitely be willing to be your punching bag. Heige smiled slightly, still feeling a little unsatisfied, he clenched his fists. Hehe, I am always ready to accompany you, anytime. Moses, who was gloating on the side, looked at Casio, his chest muscles jumped up as if he were inviting. Or do you want to spar with me again right now? Heige moved his shoulders, he was warmed up after the fight. Senior Brother, dont! I was talking to my junior brother. Moses quickly shook his head to deflect the topic, Its almost twelve oclock now, we should get ready and go to the banquet. After ten minutes, at the entrance of the grand Ferrie Hall, several burly men in black robes all shouted together, Hello, brothers. Casio followed Heige and the others in and soon came to a gilded domed hall. The space in here was large, with large soft red carpets laid on the floor. The hall was divided into several areas, with long dining tables holding various foods and dishes at the center, of course. Covered with delicate white cloth, decorative silver candlesticks were also placed on them. There was a resting area on the side, with sofas, coffee tables, and potted plants. There was also a band playing instruments in the corner, the melodious tune of the saxophone perfectly suited the current elegant atmosphere. As they walked in, Casio could see many men and women in suits and dresses, each elegant, with handsome and beautiful looks. Most of them held goblets of red wine in their hands, smiling and conversing back and forth, displaying a composed and elegant demeanor. Theyre here! Someone who was observant noticed Casio and his companions and whispered a reminder. Suddenly, the previously somewhat quiet atmosphere became agitated. Beautifully dressed socialites hurriedly arranged their dresses, even pulling their low-cut dresses lower to show off more of their snow white skin, and then went over with a perfect smile on their faces. Meanwhile, the gentlemen in suits moved faster, heading straight over with their goblets, their targets quite clear. Mr. Heige, its been a long time since I saw you, you came back this time Mr. Moses, you mentioned the goods last time Mr. Lanxi Various reasons for conversation and voices filled the surroundings, intricate and dense like a swarm of flies. You are? Mr. Li Wei! Its my first time meeting you, its a great honour! A gentleman with a beard brightened his eyes and said. He stretched out his hand, and all Casio could do was shake it. Li Wei? The fifth core disciple of the Wind Elephant Gate?! Immediately, the people around started discussing in a low voice. Businessmen in suits flocked over, blocking Casios way. Casio was a little helpless, but could only shake hands and greet one by one. After all, his brothers on the side were doing the same. Although their personalities were different in private, they all seemed to put on a false smile when facing such a scene. In a formal occasion, using a formal attitude. S~ea??h the Novl?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Twenty minutes later, Casio finally managed to squeeze out of the crowd. Lanxi was in the corner, looking at him with a smile that wasnt a smile. It seems that our handsome junior brother is very popular. Moses and Heige on the side also laughed. Casio let out a slight bitter smile, Brother Lanxi, dont make fun of me. Im rather reticent and really cant handle such a scene. Take your time, I couldnt handle it at first, but gradually got better. Heige patted Casios shoulder with his only hand, As a core disciple, some things are inevitable Casio shook his head with a sigh, Compared to this extravagant banquet, Id rather be in the training room punching a sandbag. Me too. Fourth brother Moses suddenly echoed. Me too. Lanxi also shook his head with a smile. Who isnt? Heige, who had a serious face on the side, slapped his forehead. Ha ha ha For some reason, all four brothers began to laugh. Chapter 60 - 60 060 Doubt (33)_1 ?Chapter 60: 060 Doubt (3/3)_1 Chapter 60: 060 Doubt (3/3)_1 What are they laughing about? A businessman wearing a top hat inquired from afar. Perhaps their business is doing well, and theyve made a lot of money? Someone nearby answered. Then we should ask them about it later. The businessman glanced at the person who replied, and they both had faint smiles on their faces. Businessmen derive joy from their work and so do martial artists. Wealth isnt the only source of happiness in this world. ********************** Time ticked away, and in no time, it was midnight. Heige, dressed in a specially-made blue suit, didnt have a sleeve on his left hand C instead, there was something similar to a floating epaulette. This was to minimize the noticeable difference caused by his amputated hand. He strode to the center of the banquet hall, rose a glass goblet, loudly announced the start of the banquet, and then drained his drink. Immediately, everyone else around him also lifted their glasses in toast. Some people stood by the long table filled with food, symbolically picking up a few items to eat. However, most people, too informal even for symbolism, simply held their wine glasses and sought out individuals to chat with. The main purpose of the banquet wasnt to fill their stomachs. It was a chance for networking. Evidently, the seventy to eighty guests at the banquet had broken off into several circles. One group composed of older gentlemen, likely the owners of various businesses. They were engrossed in discussing business, the atmosphere among them rather formal and solemn. Another group consisted of glamorous high-society ladies. They were whispering and giggling, mostly discussing about juicy gossips from the upper echelons of society or luxury goods. The last group comprised of younger people, both men and women. Most of them were refined and good-looking. They were chattering and laughing, their area occasionally punctuated by shouts of surprise and boasts. Elsewhere, by the long table, Moses and Casio were digging into their food, each with a fork and a plate in hand, picking and choosing as they pleased. Moses took a big bite, tearing off half of a juicy, roasted pork hind leg. Chewing appreciatively, he glanced at Casio next to him, who was similarly gnawing at a piece of pork leg. Perhaps feeling the attention from his big brother, Casio responded with a smile. The two exchanged looks and suddenly burst out laughing. Hey, you two foodies, stop eating for once and come help! Lanxi, who had been bombarded with endless questions, complained from the side. You need to let us eat our fill first! Moses replied with his head lifted. Hmph, you wont die from stuffing yourselves, Lanxi responded, somewhat exasperated. Moses chuckled in response. Casio swallowed a large piece of rib, savoring the flavor. The food served here at the banquet was markedly superior to that of the Cafeteria he was accustomed to, despite its decent taste. He felt a bit greasy from all the food hed eaten. Casio stopped a waiter and grabbed a glass of wine from a tray for a quick rinse. More than a dozen waiters were moving around the banquet hall, all of them tall, handsome men. They were clad in black and white uniforms, with a black garter around their white shirt sleeves. The garters served to adjust the length of the sleeves C fix it on the upper arm, pull the shirt up, and the length could be adjusted accordingly. Of course, it could also be used to secure rolled-up sleeves. Many gentlemen used to fasten garters on their sleeves in summer. Mr. Li Wei, may I have a chat with you? Suddenly, a pleasant voice came from his left. Casio swallowed his drink and turned to look. Unsurprisingly, it was a pretty girl. She wore a pink silk robe that accentuated her long, straight legs. Her robe was deliberately tightened at the waist, giving her an hourglass figure. Her face was exquisite, and her eyes were modest yet seductive. Her hair was a wine-red color and was styled in a high bun. This made her snowy white neck and chest all the more noticeable, resembling glacial ice floating on the sea surface. Nice to meet you, my name is Mouxue Romiro. The girl smiled, a hint of confidence playing at the corners of her lips. Five minutes later, Mouxue returned to her group, looking defeated. The other girls in the group inquired curiously about the incident. Forget about it I can only say hes quite a unique man Mouxue murmured to herself, A solitary, eccentric man As ten minutes passed, one girl after another retreated in defeat after trying to strike up a conversation with Casio. A refined gentleman would normally liven up the atmosphere in the presence of ladies; however, unfortunately for Casio, what he did best was kill the conversation. Mr. Li Wei, youre so tall and big! Yes. Mr. Li Wei, you seem to really enjoy eating! Yes. Mr. Li Wei, you must be really skilled in martial arts! Hmmm. ??? Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Shouldnt a normal person expand on their response? For example, if someone complimented your physique, a socially adept person would flex a muscle and start talking about their exhaustive training regimen. If someone mentioned you liked food, they probably wanted to know what kind of food you enjoyed. The girls werent asking a yes-or-no question; they were trying to initiate a conversation that required him to talk at length. But Casio was just Casio. He was like this in nature, and he had no intention to change for someone irrelevant. No quantity of fancy words could replace a single punch from him. Gradually, no one was surrounding Casio anymore. He happily relished his solitude, gnawing on his ribs alongside Moses, his favorite Big Brother, while gleefully watching Heige and Lanxi bustling about. Time rolled on until it was two or three in the afternoon. As the music played by the orchestra shifted, the customary paired dancing began. A throng of lavishly dressed men and women paired up under the soothing music, typically with the gentlemans arm gently around the lower edge of the ladys left scapula, not the waist. With the ladys hand resting on the mans right shoulder, their left arms touched and moved as one, swaying to the music left and right. Hey, junior bro, dont you think our third brother there looks like hes dancing with another woman? Moses, reclining blissfully on a sofa in a corner, lifted an eyebrow at Casio. Casio, who was drinking a glass of wine next to him, turned to look. In the distance, Lanxi was gracefully dancing with a girl, who had an innocent and adorable face. But upon comparison, it seemed like Lanxi was even prettier and more delicate. On the left, Heige was dancing with a beautiful high-society lady. Despite having only one hand, he was dancing gracefully, exuding an air of elegance that was immensely attractive. Big brother really can dance well. Casio mused. Isnt that the truth? Brother Heige is really quick at catching on; once he practices something, he masters it. Moses grabbed a cherry from the coffee table and popped it into his mouth. Five minutes later, Casio, with a glass of wine in hand, walked along the wall towards the long table, intending to get some dessert. Halfway there, a tall and skinny middle-aged gentleman greeted him, Hello, Mr. Li Wei, my name is Negri, and Im the owner of Sunset Antique Company. This is my business card, please take it. Casio accepted the business card and suddenly thought of a question. Could he absorb the Obsession Energy from Legendary Antiques or Obsession Antiques if he found them in the Era of Retrospection? Chapter 61 - 61 061 Eastern Exchange Competition_1 ?Chapter 61: 061 Eastern Exchange Competition_1 Chapter 61: 061 Eastern Exchange Competition_1 Actually, this conjecture seems a bit far-fetched, almost like looking for a loophole in talent. Casio himself knew the probability was extremely low, but he still couldnt help but think about it. After all, if it were to succeed, the rewards would be substantial. He put Negris business card, which came with a flattering smile, into his pocket. Just consider it an attempt, no harm if it couldnt be successful. After the banquet was over, he could arrange a visit to this Sunset Antique Company and tour the antiques warehouse. After all, he was not making a purchase, just browsing around for leisure. Thinking this way, Casio went to get a dessert from the long table. He then returned to sit next to Moses. Time passed by the minute and the second, and the banquet finally ended around four oclock in the afternoon. The guests dispersed one after another. Only Casio and his martial brothers were left in the whole hall. Moses and Casio sat on the sofa, and Lanxi, dressed in a blue suit, leaned casually on the armrest of the sofa. Heige was standing on the red carpet with a wine glass in his hand. This time when I returned from East Sea County, I actually have a very important piece of news to share with you., Heige paused, as he became aware that not everyone was present: Your second senior sister is in seclusion. I will tell her the news personally when she comes out. As soon as he mentioned East Sea County, Moses blurted out, Tell us about your experiences in East Sea County, is it as prosperous as they say in the newspapers? And the martial artists there The news I am going to share is related to martial artists. Heige smiled slightly, You should know that there is a very famous secret martial arts force in East Sea County, the Tsunami Yunquan Fist. Yunquan Gate will join with two other second-tier secret martial arts forces in East Sea County to host the first Eastern Six-County Martial Arts Exchange Competition! At that time, the entire eastern secret martial arts world of the Hong Li Federation will be in an uproar. Nearly a hundred secret martial arts sects, both big and small, will most likely receive invitations, and most of them will choose to participate Casio blinked his eyes. He had once heard his teacher Lixia talk about this Yunquan Gate. It was a top-notch existence in the martial arts world of the eastern part of the Hong Li Federation, and even had an air of being the number one secret martial arts sect in the eastern six counties. Due to the recent emphasis on the development of sea transportation by the Hong Li Federation in the last several decades, the number of ships and merchant ships on the sea had multiplied several times. Plenty of sea routes that connect to various countries around the world had been opened up. East Sea County is elongated with an incredibly long coastline and several excellent harbors. Most of the business from Hong Li Federation to Star Blue Empire and Yana United Nations have to go through East Sea County. Hence, East Sea County is economically and culturally developed. The originally top-tier second-rate Yunquan Fist took advantage of this opportunity to make a leap forward. Its influence expanded greatly and it became the first force in the eastern region. Heige took a sip of his wine, allowing everyone a slight relief to digest the news. Half a minute later, he continued, Since this Eastern Exchange Competition is being held for the first time, we wont consider the participation of secret martial artists over thirty for now. Hence, the participants will be of our age group, talents from all sects Hearing this, Casio could noticeably sense Fourth Brother Mosess breathing became heavier, and his excitement overflooding. Third Brother Lanxi also seemed raring to give it a shot. Is this the belligerent instinct of a martial artist? Or is it the desire to win or lose? During this era, transportation and information were not well developed, we could even say it was quite closed off. Some people will never leave their county in their lifetime, and martial artists also lack interaction. Talented martial artists like Moses and Lanxi could only occasionally spar and exchange with some secret martial arts sects and martial arts halls in North Flow County. Sometimes, even opponents were lacking, thus they could only practice with their sect members. Now, an opportunity to enter the broader secret martial arts world and to witness dozens of different secret martial arts schools was presented before their eyes. The feeling of excitement and anticipation immediately overflowed. Afterward, Heige reiterated the rewards of the competition. There were prizes for the top ten, with the most exceptional ones for the top three, and it decreased progressively. The last seven places received the same prizes, without any distinction. But even the rewards for the last seven names were quite generous, all of which were cultivation resources. Casio was somewhat unable to contain himself when he heard about the rewards. As expected of a top-tier sect in a prosperous place, the prizes for the last seven places were only slightly inferior to the rewards given by the sect for discovering the Orchid Heart Grass. Not to mention the grand prize for the top three, and especially the first place, which probably would be several grades higher. Not only that, according to elder brother Heige, even the sects behind these ten people could benefit. It seemed that Yunquan Gate would start economic and resource cooperation with those sects. In any case, the value of the benefits was even more astonishing than for individuals. Yunquan Gate is aiming to make a name for the Eastern Exchange Competition in one go, and also to establish itself as the number one in the east, Casio made a brief guess about the intentions of this competition. Exactly., Moses nearby snapped his fingers,But this Eastern Exchange Competition they are hosting suits my taste! Im already somewhat impatient to participate, Moses twisted his robust neck, a series of crisp bone noises echoed. Dont rush, as core disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate, we will definitely secure places to compete, just be patient. Heige laughed, Before we officially go to East Sea County to participate in the exchange competition, there might be an internal ranking competition within the county first, to finalize everyones ranking. Then, when the official competition begins, we will be divided into groups according to the rankings inside each county. Casio turned quiet, remembering something. The extermination of Wind Elephant Gate was after the in-county competition, where some senior members accompanied all participating disciples and spectators to East Sea County. They were ambushed halfway, almost annihilated. Sarch* The Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The scene of the battle in his memory was extremely clear. The gate master and elders fought fiercely to block the enemies, many teachers protected the numerous disciples to flee, but in the end, they all fell one by one. As for other information, it was a bit blurry. The memories in Li Weis obsession were like a movie. Only some major scenes would have clear images and detailed information, and there were large gaps and temporal jumps between each clear scene. Why were they ambushed on the way? Is there a trap in this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition? Is it related to Yunquan Gate? Casio had a pile of questions in his heart, he took a deep breath, switching his attention from his mind to the external world. At present, Elder Brother Heige was telling stories about East Sea County under Mosess request, especially about the prosperity of martial arts in East Sea County. Around four-thirty, the four of them left Ferro Hall. The aftermath of the banquet, of course, they didnt need to deal with. There would naturally be waitstaff and cleaning crew to take care of it. The largest shareholder behind this Ferro Hall was Wind Elephant Gate, so Heige didnt have to pay a cent to host the banquet here. Chapter 62 - 62 062 Killing Intent_1 ?Chapter 62: 062 Killing Intent_1 Chapter 62: 062 Killing Intent_1 I wont be heading back, I have some matters to attend to. At an intersection, Heige halted in his tracks and announced. I need to return home to check in as well. Its been almost six months since I last saw my parents. Lanxi smoothed his dark green hair as he spoke. Prior to Casio becoming the fifth core disciple, the entire Wind Elephant Gate had four core disciples. The oldest disciple was far away in East Sea County, studying for a full year, while the third and fourth disciples were assigned to two important branches in North Flow Country. The second disciple, their senior sister, resided at the Wind Elephant Gates headquarters. However, she spent her years secluded, rarely making public appearances. Therefore, it was normal for them each to have their own agendas upon their return. I dont really have any specific plans, Moses picked at his black eyepatch, indicating a slight itch on his surrounding skin. I just so happen to be heading the same way as junior brother, so I might as well accompany him back to the main gate. Its been quite some time since I last visited. Subsequently, the group split up, leaving only Casio and Moses to wait for the horse carriage. Five minutes later, a horse-drawn carriage arrived. After more than half an hour, they arrived at the mountain gate of the Wind Elephant Gate. Moses looked at the slightly rusted black iron gate with some nostalgia. He told Casio about the time he attended the Youth Training Camp and was so hungry that he tried to climb over the gate to buy food in the urban area. However, he was discovered and ended up dismantling the entire gate in his panic. He managed to get food, but was consequently punished with doubled training for a month. The strenuous regime nearly wore him out. Fortunately, his body was fortuitous. Unlike ordinary people, he managed to complete training before every meal time. All in all, he didnt have to starve. As Moses recounted the past, Casio could deeply relate. His first violation had also resulted in half a months worth of doubled training. However, without Mosess exceptional strength, he could hardly finish training in time for meals. His roommate and sister, Li Chu, even had to bring him supper every night. As they walked and talked, Moses seemed to be reminiscing about the past. He appeared to be a quiet chatterbox. On the way, Casio swung by his apartment to change into a more comfortable outfit. Afterwards, he walked alongside Moses, engaging in conversation. Passing through the tree-lit avenue and over the cobblestone road, Casio and Moses arrived at the disciples residential area. They went to catch up with some old friends, and Casio brought along some items to present them. Moses was carrying a large bag filled with a faint medicinal scent, possibly containing potions for physique training. Unexpectedly, this seemingly cunning Moses also had a tender side. Of course, the possibility that it was just another one of his pranks was not dismissed. Currently, the Wind Elephant Gate had not publicly disclosed that they had received a supply of Orchid Heart Grass, only providing it to the core disciples. With half a year passing, it seemed likely that they were ready to cultivate the Orchid Heart Grass artificially. The Wind Elephant Sect would eventually start distributing the potion, whether in a few days or a couple of months. For now, as Moses presented the disciples with the potions, his uninformed friends might be deeply moved, even to tears. After all, even for the core disciples, a supply of only three potions per month would be quite precious. Who wouldnt be grateful to Moses? But imagine the intense happiness and the sentimental words shared before the sect suddenly announces large scale supply of the potion within a few days. That would indeed be a successful yet cruel joke. Of course, this was just Casio projecting his own malice. Chances were that Moses was indeed a person who cherished old friendships! Just as Casio was thinking along these lines, from a nearby house, sounds of sobbing intertwined with Mosess modest words reverberated. The atmosphere seemed genuinely emotional. After a moment, he saw Moses step out of the house with a large bag, and enter another house. This repeated four to five times, with voices of gratitude wafting out frequently. Sarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio wore a peculiar expression. Earlier, Moses had mentioned that during his time at the Youth Training Camp, he didnt make many friends and ended up with a number of enemies. How was it possible for him to have so many friends now? Upon realizing this crucial point, Casio rubbed his forehead with a pang of headache. He took a few steps forward down the stone pathway, distancing himself from the residential area. This was to avoid being spotted by the friends who might express their gratitude upon seeing him while Moses was having a conversation. Now, at five in the afternoon, the evening sky emanated a rusty hue as a large, golden-red halo of clouds began to disperse. Casio glanced at the upper right-hand corner C there were only about 30 or so segments remaining on the time scale. He was initially granted a stay of over six months, which he managed to push to thirty days after grinding Damo. It was now time to fulfill a part of Li Weis vengeance. Suddenly, the Wind Ivory Pendant logo on the time scale flickered as if it had been electrified. A potent vengeance surged to his mind. Casio quickly turned his head to scan his surroundings. Down the extensive gray flagstone path, a redhead youth dressed in an overcoat, holding a wooden travel case, was approaching, step by step. Finn! Casio blurted the name out. When was Li Weis most painful time period? The answer was now. He despised his own cowardice, and the man who was the reason behind his sisters death. He hated his own inability to avenge the insult. It is often said that loners tend to have twisted mindsets C Casios resentment towards Finn was deeply entrenched and twisted not only because of his sisters demise, but also because of his own resentment and blame towards his present destitute state. Although his current situation was largely due to his timid character, most people would hardly blame themselves Therefore, the depth and intensity of the anger that Casio felt from Li Weis vengeance far exceeded his imagination. If he were to quantify it, the time allowance would increase by almost a year, roughly equivalent to draining four Damos, if he were to get rid of Finn. Down the flagstone path, while Casio silently watched Finn, Finn detected a familiar figure in sight. He recalled the almost forgotten incident from five years ago. The sister of a young boy committed suicide after the incident, and the boy was belittled as a coward by the crowd for several years. He was called Li Wei, wasnt he? Wearing a smile on his face, Finn walked up to Casio and uttered in an insufferable manner, Dont block the way, weepy Li Wei. Uh, my mistake, your nicknames coward, isnt it? Haha. He laughed dismissively. Same tone, same expression. Over the past five years, Li Wei has encountered Finn several times, always being provoked like this. Does Finn consider such behavior a kind of show-off? Some people seem to regard oppressing others as proof of their superiority and prowess. The more the oppressed stay silent, the happier he becomes: Im really amazing! Why arent you speaking? Ha. Just as Finn was about to continue, a tall silhouette suddenly appeared behind him. Finn instantly felt a wave of intense heat radiating towards him, a massive, violent aura gradually spreading. The hairs on his back stood on end and he felt as if he was about to falter. MoMoses, Senior Brother! Finn stuttered respectfully as he turned to see a fierce face. Is this how you speak to your senior brother? Moses said expressionlessly. Huh? Finn paused: What? I mean Is this how you speak to your fifth senior brother, Li Wei?! Mosess face twitched, malicious intent twirling around his brows, enhanced by his imposing physique. Anyone who saw this would feel as if they were being crushed by a high wall. Fifth senior brother? Li Wei?! Finns eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, disbelief etched across his face. When did Li Wei become one of the core disciples? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! That wuss?! Finn turned his gaze, and spotting the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant hanging around Casios neck, he noticed that it was the color representing the status of a core disciple, not the white of a common disciple. Real Really? Finn said weakly. Call him Senior Brother. Mosess towering figure blocked most of the sunlight casting a shadow over Finn. Finn looked at Casio, opening his mouth but couldnt speak. I will say it again, call him Senior Brother. Moses repeated. His tone was undeniably domineering. Sen Senior Brother. Finn stuttered. Smoothly. Senior Brother. His voice was somewhat small. Louder. Senior Brother! Finn shouted. Good, leave! Moses said leave, but his tone felt more like scram. Finn, however, didnt dare to argue. He quickly scuttled away. Under the scorching sun, on the grey stones, only Moses and Casio were left. The surrounding atmosphere became somewhat stagnant. Moses suddenly began, You wanted to kill him. Not a question, but a statement. Casio was slightly silent, How did you know? I could feel your killing intent, so intense its almost unable to be concealed. Moses smiled, then snapped his fingers crisply. Dont move your hands inside the Wind Elephant Gate, there will be plenty of opportunities once hes outside Moses glanced at Casio meaningfully: I can help you, after all we are brothers. Casio: Isnt Finn also a fellow disciple? Moreover, if discovered killing a fellow disciple, one would be judged directly by the rules of the sect. He said that, yet his tone was filled with killing intent. Hes not worthy of being a disciple! The old man only has two senior brothers, one senior sister, and one junior brother Moses chuckled: Just say if you want to off him or not, I know the ins and outs of this matter. How can I put up with the annoyance coming from such people? Hehehe. Casio squinted and laughed. Hehehe. Moses grinned with his mouth wide open, looking quite vicious. United, the brothers were ready to commit heinous deeds. Chapter 63 - 63 063 Dark Moon High Wind Murder Night_1 ?Chapter 63: 063 Dark Moon High Wind Murder Night_1 Chapter 63: 063 Dark Moon High Wind Murder Night_1 What a sham! When did Li Wei become Finn, on his way back to his room, still could not believe it. Just when he was ordered to the branch for half a year, Li Wei had transformed from a weakling to a core disciple? Impossible, absolutely impossible! But But In Finns mind, the image of Moses, with his terrifying aura, gave him the shivers. Moses was the fourth core disciple of the Wind Elephant Gate, which was known to all. Allegedly known as Bear, Moses had a savage nature and cruel methods, breaking the limbs of many of his fraternity brothers. Everyone in the Gate knew of his monstrous reputation. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Moses had personally proclaimed Li Wei as the fifth core disciple of the Wind Elephant Gate, and the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant confirmed it. The evidence seemed to verify Li Weis identity, offering no room for doubt. Phew Standing in front of his house, Finn took a deep breath. His palm was sweaty as he touched the doorknob. With a creak, he opened the door, the room looking exactly the same as it did six months ago. A wave of dust and a faint smell of decay hit his face. Finn entered and placed his hand suitcase on the bed. He felt apprehensive. A man who he used to bully suddenly became his senior apprentice and could potentially seek revenge. Who could assure him that this man would not retaliate against him? Especially now when he had provoked him once again! Better stay here just for one night and then return to the branch immediately! Swallowing in a dry throat, Finn knew that if Li Wei were to actually seek revenge, even his uncles influence wouldnt matter against the high-ranking core disciples of Wind Elephant Gate. Just the thought of his uncle being punished too The feeling made Finn more anxious, and he began pacing up and down his room. Suddenly he stopped, pulled back the curtains and looked outside. The sky had turned dark. Estimated at most half an hour left for the moon to rise. No way, I have to leave tonight! Yes, Ill leave when it gets dark! Deciding with resolution, he quickly moved back to his bedroom, opened his travel case, removed all his clothes, and picked a full black suit that he rarely wore from the case. Finn had not eaten dinner when he arrived, but he didnt have time for it either. Now, leaving the headquarters of the Wind Elephant Gate was his priority. The time ticked away, the dark sky covered with thick clouds blocking the moonlight. Creak! From the door, a youth dressed in pure black with a suitcase in his hand was seen walking away hurriedly along the stone path. Five minutes later, at the gate of the Wind Elephant Gate. Leaving so late, disciple brother? A youth who was leaning against the black iron gate, seemingly just finished his dinner, had a yellow toothpick in his mouth. Yes, theres an emergency in the branch. Until next time. Finn quickly left through the iron gate and followed the mountain road downward. It was a warm day during the daylight, but the temperature dropped sharply after sunset. Cold winds began to blow from unknown directions, causing a loud uproar from the dark dense forest on his right. The shaking shadows of the branches were like the claws of demons. To his left were scattered rocks and withered grass, but beyond that was a cliff. The scenery was beautiful during the daytime but a bit terrifying at night. The moon in the night sky was covered by the clouds, emitting a faint light. A few scattered silent stars were embedded above. Finns pace was fast. As a martial artist, even his quick walk was much stronger than an average persons jog. Bursts of cold winds blew into his ears, making hollow sounds. There was the strange call of owls in the forest. He had a feeling of urgency in his heart and didnt know if it was because he was frightened by Moses terrifying aura an hour ago. For now, the only thing he wished was to leave the Wind Elephant Gates headquarters quickly. Both his legs kept moving, the suitcase swung left and right in his hand. Suddenly, a bear came scurrying out of the woods beside him!!! On closer inspection, it wasnt a bear but a man as strong and imposing as a bear. He wore only a vest late at night, revealing his granite-like muscles. The ferocious face with a blindfold was even more wild. Mo Brother Moses, what are you doing here? Finn swallowed, his foreboding intensifying. His heart was pounding wildly. Hehehe Moses didnt say a word, only showing his snow-white teeth with a wide, unnatural, and horrifying smile. Run!!! That was the only thought in his mind. Finn rushed into the woods on the right, throwing away the suitcase in his hand and rapidly moving amongst the shadows of the branches. Thump, thump, thump A series of sounds with different frequencies came out from the dense forest. Finn clenched his teeth, running like crazy. He could feel the violent aura getting closer from behind. At this moment, Finn truly felt like being chased by a ferocious bear in the forest. The feeling of urgency was so intense that he nearly pissed himself! His adrenaline was pumping. The increasingly menacing footsteps seemed to make his heart jump out of his throat as it throbbed wildly. His back was drenched in sweat. Without knowing when, Finn felt there were no more footsteps behind him. He glanced back as he continued to run, indeed, there was nothing there! Had he lost Moses? Finn couldnt let his guard down. He continued running for ten more seconds until another downhill path appeared in front of him. It was a small route down the hillside of the Wind Elephant Gate. Was he chased halfway around the mountain? No matter what, I seem to be safe for now. Finn breathed a sigh of relief and went down the path, but then he stopped. Not far away, a youth was standing upright on the downhill road. His strong physique appeared like a human sculpture in the dark. Under the thin moonlight, it looked even more eerie. Li Wei! Finn took a deep breath. He never imagined the revenge would come this fast; he was targeted from the start. Thud, thud, thud! A distant succession of footsteps came from the forest behind him. Moses! Fear rose in Finns heart, followed by a wave of determination, I might not be able to defeat Moses, but can I not defeat you, Li Wei? Damn it, I am going all out today! He quickly turned his body, and like a burst arrow, Finn sprinted towards the distant figure of Casio. Under the moonlight, the silent figure suddenly moved. His whole body inflated, muscles bulging, making his entire figure look a size bigger. The clothes on his body fluttered, the sleeves rolled revealing ripples after ripples. Casio stepped hard on the ground and a pit exploded on the spot. With the help of the reaction force, he burst forward quickly. His cold eyes held a killing intent colder than ice. Ive been waiting for you a long time Chapter 64 - 64 064 Rest_1 ?Chapter 64: 064 Rest_1 Chapter 64: 064 Rest_1 Similarly, as Finn rushed in, everything before his eyes blurred. Casio, who was quite far from him initially, had suddenly catapulted himself right in front of Finn in an instant. A cold, soul-snatching gaze bore into his eyes, the overwhelming killing intent rolling in like a tide, threatening to crush him. Finns ferocity faltered for a moment. He was just about to swing his fist in haste when suddenly, a horrific sound of bones crunching resonated right next to his ear. The following second, an indescribable agony surged from the joint of his left hand. Ah!!! Broken! The joint had been smashed! A section of his forearm hung limp in mid-air, the skin stretched taut at the point of connection. The jagged, white bones splintered out, streaked with scarlet blood. Finns eyes bulged in pain, his face contorting. He had no idea when Casio had struck! Ah! Finn roared, hastily throwing a punch with his right hand. At this moment, a shadow in mid-air lashed out like a whip. Bang! Blood exploded in the air. Finns forearm spun like a propeller, an ugly mix of tendons, blood vessels, bone fragments, and skin. Crack! Crack! With two more sounds of fractured bones, he crumpled heavily onto the ground, blood seeping out slowly from his kneecaps. The warm liquid quickly formed a small pool of blood. Waves of excruciating pain continuously flowed from four parts of his body, the searing sensation threatening to crush his heart. Ha Finn opened his blood-stained mouth wide, lifting his bloody face. A towering figure stood before him. A cold gaze looked down at him from above. Does it hurt? a deep voice echoed from above. Is it so painful that your heart wants to stop beating? Finns body shivered as he raised his head. An intense fear gripped his heart, rendering him speechless. Do you feel helpless now? Are you scared? The voice paused, filled with deep sorrow, Do you know? Five years ago, that girl called Li Chu was even more helpless! More terrified! She was violated by a beast, despite being the victim, she had no good ending. Her brother was weak, her mother passed away, people pointed fingers at her, and the culprit walked free She committed suicide She committed suicide! Damn it! Casio was furious, extremely furious. The rage of seeing someone beautiful that he had saved himself being ruined by another. With a swift movement, he reached out his strong hand and picked up Finn, as if he was a mere chick. Finns legs dangled, dripping blood. Finn could see Casios eyes, bloodshot with rage, the veins protruding from his neck spreading to his temples. The two stared at each other, the air solidifying in the silence. Casio suddenly grinned, Die Experience death as despair and terror slowly devour you Whew! His two large hands lunged out, like a roaring python ready to swallow its enemy. Finn slowly began to fall from mid-air but was suddenly pulled into Casios strong embrace. In an instant, his entire body bulked up, muscles swelling, turning a shade of black, akin to an iron pillar, his arms and chest stiffening further. On his arms, his chest. The already robust muscles hardened further, inflating like iron blocks, and tangled wildly. Like a dam suddenly breach, a massive force rolled in like a flood and engulfed Finn. Uh! His eyeballs almost popped out of the sockets as his white eyes filled up with veins. His breath became weaker and weaker under the growing pressure. Crack, crack, crack Finns bones screamed in agony. Heh A leaking sound came from his throat. III Finn tried to say something, but the blood gushing out from his throat choked his words. Blood was oozing out from all of Finns facial features. In a haze, he seemed to see himself plunging deep into the sea, with a giant black vortex wildly spinning. Countless pale arms in the seawater floated to the surface, dragging him up. No~ Finn resisted, like one nearing the end. Gone forever. Crack! Under the moonlight, a tall silhouette bent his body into an embracing posture, and the person being embraced fell back with a broken waist. Just like a greater than sign. Tap tap tap A series of footsteps approached from afar, and Moses ran over. Seeing this scene, he stopped and walked over. Casio lifted his face, speckled with blood, shadowed under the faint moonlight, expressionless, hard and cold. It seems your bloodlust is even stronger than mine, junior brother Moses cast a satisfied, light-hearted smile. They were the same type of people. Its just killing a beast that should have died long ago. Casio hoisted Finns lifeless body onto his shoulder: Throw it into the lake to feed the fish? You handle it however you want. Moses looked around at the bloodstains: Ill help you cover these up. Suddenly, Moses opened his palm forward. A touch of cold surfaced in his palm. Even the heavens are helping you, its raining Before his words fell, a bolt of lightning flashed through the dense layer of clouds in the sky, and raindrops fell from the sky. The dense raindrops formed a screen of rain across the sky. Casio looked up at the sky, at the top of the translucent rain curtain, where the deep clouds were rumbling like thunder. The falling rain crazily washed away the blood from his face Even his boiling heart returned to a state of icy calm. Rest in peace, amen. These words were meant for a girl lying in her grave. Time flew, half a month passed. It was only on the tenth day after Finn was thrown into the lake to feed the fish, that Wind Elephant Gate noticed he had disappeared. The headquarter quickly sent people to investigate, but they couldnt find any trace of him. Leaving aside that it had been ten days, even if they went to look immediately after the heavy rain ten days ago, they still wouldnt have found any clues. With the technology level of the year 1880, it was certainly not the 21st century that Casio remembered. Firstly, there were no cameras, secondly, there was no professional equipment, and thirdly, there were no witnesses. They couldnt even figure out if Finn was missing or dead. Under such circumstances, it was absurd to think that Casio and Moses, who operated in complete stealth, might be detected. Casio even suspected that even if his actions were discovered by senior members, Wind Elephant Gate would choose to hide this news and only give minor punishments. It was precisely because of this confidence that his actions were so decisive. Without any concern, murder was the simplest thing The day after Finn sank to the bottom of the lake, Casio went to the back mountain again, placing a bunch of white flowers in front of Li Chus tombstone. As he promised, he hoped Li Chu could rest in peace. ****************** Today is January 22, and the weather is clear. In a secluded secret room, Casio sat sternly in the corner with his knees crossed, his robust upper body bare. The sunlight shone on his half-body, making it look like a bronze statue. Sar?h the N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Elephant Soul Secret Art: Spike 100.0% (total of three layers) Wind Elephant Fist: Wild Wind 100.0% (total of three layers) The last 0.5% was finally complete. Casio suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled. He reached out with his right hand, and a black bottle filled with liquid was placed on the ground. Fire oil, specially-made potion, exclusively for breakthrough! Chapter 65 - 65 065 Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art Second Layer_1 ?Chapter 65: 065 Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art Second Layer_1 Chapter 65: 065 Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art Second Layer_1 Lets begin Casio has now adjusted his condition to its best. Without hesitation, he directly picks up the bottle and opens the cap. A pungent smell instantly leaps out, reminiscent of the exhaust from a diesel truck in his previous life. It isnt too unpleasant, but it certainly isnt pleasant. Hesitating for a moment, he drinks it down in one gulp. He doesnt finish all of it, just half of it. Casio smacks his lips, surprisingly, this pungent-tasting liquid is somewhat sweet. It doesnt taste too bad and is quite smooth. Exhaling a diesel-like odor, he takes a slight breath. Instantly, a hot feeling floods from his mouth, swiftly spreading down his esophagus towards his stomach. Casios face reddens slightly as heat courses through his body. His back is covered in fine sweat beads, as is his forehead. In no time, his tight-fighting pants have been soaked through. At this moment, he looks as if hes undergone intense exercise for an entire afternoon. His skin is as red as a boiled lobster. Sweat beads fall like a broken thread, gradually dampening the ground around him. The intense heat radiates from the surface of his body, causing thick white steam to slowly rise off him, which is particularly noticeable under the winter sun. Thump, thump, thump Casio can clearly hear his heartbeat echoing from within his body, pounding like a drum. His atria are pumping blood faster than normal, propelling it to every corner of his body. Concentrate your mind, follow the Spike of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique from the first to the tenth continuously! Casio recalls Lixias words from not long ago and Immediately begins to move. Under the sun, in the quiet room. A tall, bare-chested young man is drenched in sweat and displaying all kinds of bizarre movements. From dawn to noon, Casio meticulously adheres to Lixias teachings. He only rests three times in between. Each time, he stops for five minutes to hydrate and recover his stamina. The room is closed tightly, with only a small crack in the window letting in some air. The air is filled with the scent of sweat. In a corner, the grey floor is repeatedly soaked and then dried. Salt is crystallizing in the crevices of the tiles. At this moment, Casio is tip-toeing, his calf and thigh muscles tensing and trembling. His hands are clasped behind his back, his chest held high. Exhaustion, heat, suffering. These are the feelings that continually resurface in his mind. But how can one make progress without enduring pain? He is already among the luckiest, fortunate enough to possess the Fire Oil, an auxiliary commodity for breaking through realms. Regular martial artists may have to strive desperately their entire lives and still not manage to make this leap. Compared to them, how lucky Casio is! With this thought in mind, he maintains a steady mindset. He continuously feels his fatigued body, looking for a sliver of an opportunity to break through among the chaotic sensations. Waiting for that spark of enlightenment! With a creak, the door opens. Lixia quietly walks in from outside. She carries a food box in her left hand and three big jars of salted clear water in her right hand. Without making a sound throughout, she silently places everything down, then picks up the empty jars from the corner and leaves. Casio knows that at this critical moment, Teacher Lixia will guard the door until he either succeeds or fails. After ten minutes, he exhales a breath of stale air and stops moving. After opening the window to let in fresh air, he uncovers the meal box and starts eating. Even someone with an extraordinary physique such as his needs energy. In fact, secret martial artists may need even more food than regular people. For a while, the quiet room is only filled with the sound of him chewing. Due to muscle fatigue, Casio can barely hold onto the knife and fork. Luckily, his thumb and index finger are still functional, so he uses them to spear the chunks of sausage and eat them. After finishing the meal, he puts the food box in the corner, picks up a jar of salted water nearby and drains it in one go. Casio walks slowly around the room for twenty minutes to relieve his tense muscles. He then sits cross-legged on the ground for ten minutes to rest. After that, he started repeating the same routine as in the morning. In this way, a whole day had passed. He attempted to break through this bottleneck at three different times; in the morning, in the afternoon, and in the evening. Though he did not cross that threshold, Casio could vaguely sense he was one step closer to it, which was a good sign. In the evening, he changed clothes and showered in preparation for sleep. The side effects of the fire oil had kicked in, making it utterly impossible for him to sleep. After tossing and turning for an hour, Casio finally resorted to Lixias sleep-inducing hand knife. He promptly fainted as a sharp pain ran through his neck. Upon waking the next morning, he recommenced the previous days regimen. The layer separating the first and second levels of Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art was inching closer, little by little. By the third day, the bottleneck was painfully clear and seemed within arms reach. By noon of the fourth day, Casio had settled into a contended state of meditation. His breathing was steady, his eyes were tightly shut, his head drooped slightly, and his chest rose and fell subtly. He did not touch the food box or the saltwater placed next to him in the corner. Lixia had come in once during this time but immediately withdrew when she saw his state. Leaving the supplies next to him, she decided to guard the door. She understood that Casios breakthrough moment had arrived. No one could disturb him at this point! Opportunities were fleeting. In the quietness Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump Huff, puff, huff, puff, huff The only sounds came from his heartbeat and his breathing. The two did not align. In the resting state of a healthy adult, there are twelve to twenty breaths per minute, with a ratio of one to four when compared to the pulse. But now, Casios rate of breathing increased gradually but his heartbeat slowly decreased. Until at one point, the two synchronized entirely. Hss An airy sound escaped from Casios nostrils. Strangely enough, an unknown pressure enveloped him. His skin tightened, his breath grew labored, and his cheeks turned a shade of purplish-red. There was a sharp pain in the left side of his chest area. It intensified with his heart beating like a drum, his muscles, and veins pulsating rhythmically, sending his blood into overdrive. Even though his heartbeat was slowing down, the power and speed of each blood squeeze had increased exponentially. His surrounding veins seemed on the verge of bursting. His chest was overwhelmed to the point that it was producing abnormal sounds. Ugh! Casio forcefully spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood. It seemed as if there was a slight noise of a door opening outside. He spat out another mouth full of blood, and his clothes turned crimson, with the ground also splattered with drops. Sarch* The N?vel(F)ire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. After spitting out the two mouthfuls of blood, Casio felt much better. Just as he was starting to relax, a muffled thunderbolt resonated within his ear. Boom!! His heart clenched violently, the thick blood surging out, rocketing into every vein in his body. At that moment, Casios plight was incredibly horrifying. Drops of blood the color of red grapes oozed from his pores and hung from his skin. They slid down his contoured muscles and trickled onto the ground. Chapter 66 - 66 066 Martial Artist_1 ?Chapter 66: 066 Martial Artist_1 Chapter 66: 066 Martial Artist_1 Under the golden sunlight, a blood-soaked figure was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Completely still, just like a statue. Gradually, the blood coagulated and formed a scab. Casio, at this moment, looked more like a sculpture, and there wasnt even a hint of breathing from his chest. His aura was so weak, it was almost like he was a dead man. An hour passed and everything remained the same. Two hours passed with no movement. Three hours. Four hours. Five hours. Suddenly, a clear shattering sound was heard. It turned out the blood scab on Casios body had started cracking. The next moment, a series of tiny shattering sounds linked together. The blood scab completely shattered, a tall and upright figure then stood up from the ground. Debris fell from the transformed body. The sunlight hit his skin, giving off a warm glow similar to that of rugged bronze, reminding people of the toughness of cowhide. Casios build increased, growing from his original height of a little over 1.8 meters to 1.9 meters. It seemed like every bone and muscle in his body had been optimized and upgraded. While he was now stronger than before, his physique had also become leaner, appearing more robust. Distinguishing streamline muscles throbbed with every movement, exuding a sense of full strength. Casios eyes were bright and piercing. His condition at this moment was the best it had ever been, with his senses sharpened to the extreme. A feeling of relaxed fulfilment was filling his heart. It seems like Ive succeeded The second layer of the Azure Wind Secret Martial Arts. Azure Wind Secret Martial Art: Second Layer (of three layers) Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Insect Bite 5.8% (of three layers) Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Herd 5.1% (of three layers) He clenched his fist tightly, a sense of unprecedented strength gathered in his palm. It wasnt the same as before! It was completely different from before! Casio vaguely sensed that this wasnt a simple breakthrough. Tuning into his body, he could vaguely see the flow of blood within his body! The warm red liquid journeyed from his atrium, circulated through his body and finally returned to his heart. Huh?! Casio widened his eyes. In line with his gaze just now, the blood flow in his body seemed to speed up. He tested it again. Yes! It did speed up! Following the subtle guidance from his heart, Casio instinctively inhaled quickly, his whole body strained like a curved bowstring. The chest bulged dramatically, and a large amount of airflow created a vortex between his nostrils and mouth. Whoo. Thud thud!!! His heart pumped fiercely and the blood shot out from here, zooming down his veins at twice the speed of before. Casios whole body heated up, a vast power he had never felt before gushed out of his muscles and bones like a surging tide. Ah! He let out a roar, venting his pent-up emotions, and unleashed a punch! In mid-air, a colossal shadow swept across, with a deafening shriek. His fist hit the wall with an extremely high speed and overwhelming force. Thud! The entire wall trembled as a fist forcefully pierced through the brick and dirt, creating a large hole like an iron bar poked through. The rubble and dust fell to the ground with a splash. Casio pulled back his arm in disbelief, looking at his palm. His punch was twice as fast and twice as powerful as before, breaking through the wall! The walls of the Wind Elephant Gates training and secret rooms are made of the strongest and hardest bricks, the clay between the gaps also has the greatest stickiness. Although it may not match the concrete rebar walls of modern society, its still incredibly sturdy, and yet, a punch broke through it sea??h th N?vel(F)ire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Clap, clap, clap. There came a sudden applause from the door. Congratulations, Li Wei. From today onwards, you have finally stepped into the real beginning of martial arts: the fist user! Lixia, the teacher, walking over step by step, a smile on her face: You have surpassed humans You must have felt that punch just now, the power of accelerating blood circulation, that is the sign of surpassing human limits! Lixia walked over to the wall and picked up a piece of rubble. She pressed hard, and the stone turned into dust and slipped through her fingers. Fist user Casio muttered. Yes, this is a whole new level, only those who reach the realm of fist users can be called experts in secret martial arts. Diligence, core bone enlightenment, luck; none of these can be missing. Not everyone can reach this level. Lixia said slowly. Amateur and professional level can only be considered within the ordinary peoples level. They are below the human limit, perhaps mastering boxing to perfection, or cultivating the body to its peak. However, no matter how polished skills, strong and powerful physiques can never reach the supernatural. She looked at Casio with satisfaction: Fist users wholly and entirely surpass their level, achieving physical quality, recovery ability, and power control far beyond the limits of ordinary people. Every action that human bodies couldnt do before, fist users can now do! Even powerful moves that defy humanity can be used! We can even control the flow of blood in our bodies Li Wei, do you know? There are not more than fifteen fist users below the age of thirty in the entire North Flow Country! The number of fist users below the age of twenty wont exceed three! Lixias voice seemed a little excited: The sooner you become a fist user, the more advantages you have. You will have ample time to break through the last two nodes in your body! In this way, before the decline of your vigor and vitality at forty, you have a great chance to reach the level of the School Master Cough, cough, cough cough, cough, cough An excited Lixia started coughing violently, only recovering after a while: If you can truly reach the School Masters level, it would be easy to perfect the Azure Wind Flow. You might even be able to integrate and understand your own secret martial arts If that day truly arrives, I will die without regrets. Lixia held Casios hand and squeezed it tightly. Casio immediately promised to do his best to perfect the Azure Wind Flow created by Lixia. Moreover, if feasible, he would like to elevate this incomplete technique to the level of secret martial arts. Could it be called Azure Wind Secret Martial Arts at that time? It was quite evident how strongly Lixia felt when she heard Azure Wind Secret Martial Arts. She was even more satisfied with Casio. Now that you have broken through to the realm of a fist user, you can start truly cultivating Azure Wind Flow. Additionally, with your current physical capabilities, you can try to practice and deploy the two moves of the Gale realm in Wind Elephant Fist. Lixia declared, If you manage to cultivate the Azure Wind Flow and the moves perfectly, their combined power will surprise you beyond your imagination Hearing this, Casio was filled with anticipation and longing. In terms of secret martial arts, he had the curiosity and thirst of a seeker. Teacher Lixia hasnt mentioned everything, theres also blood acceleration. The amplification brought by blood acceleration is absolutely terrifying! If you could deploy all three at the same time While Casio was harboring beautiful expectations, Lixia was already walking towards the doorway saying. Open the windows and sweep the floor. Also, remember to find some bricks to fix the wall tomorrow. Arent these things taken care of by the sect masters? Casio was stunned. Deliberate damage is not within the scope of the sects responsibilities. Lixia stopped at the doorway. But I didnt do it on purpose. Casio protested. You punched a hole in the white stone wall, who would believe you didnt do it on purpose? Just fork out the money and fix it. The sound of Lixias voice gradually faded away. Chapter 67 - 67 067 Azure Wind Airflow (Thanks to Changqing1040 for ?Chapter 67: 067 Azure Wind Airflow (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 coin reward, supplement)_1 Chapter 67: 067 Azure Wind Airflow (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 coin reward, supplement)_1 The next day. Early in the morning while Casio was mending the wall, suddenly an old face full of wrinkles appeared in front of him, just beyond the hole in the wall. Good disciple, you succeeded on your first attempt?! The person was none other than his teachers teacher, Grandmaster Oumai. S~ea??h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Yes. Casio had nothing to hide. Since Grandmaster Oumai had asked, it must have been Teacher Lixia who told him. Good, good, good! Suddenly, the old face outside the hole seemed to bloom into a chrysanthemum-like smile, as the wrinkles and black age spots clustered together. Good lad! You really are fortunate! Watery Oumai was slightly emotional because breaking through the bottleneck of Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art takes effort and talent, but only half of it C luck makes up at least the other half. When Oumai broke through this bottleneck decades ago, it took him four attempts, while Lixia failed twice in a row. Once a failure occurs, ones energy and blood become chaotic, and a Secret Martial Artist needs at least two to three months of recovery before attempting to break through again. Generally, martial artists have seven opportunities to attempt to break through. Once it comes to the eighth attempt, the probability of success becomes almost nil. Casio and Heige, the senior brother, are the only ones who managed to break through successfully on the first attempt in the past forty years in the Wind Elephant Gate. In the secret room, Casio held a brick in his hand and smiled. He didnt have the habit of attributing his luck to his own superior talent and strength. It was simply self-awareness. Luck is a part of ones strength too Oumai sighed from outside: Here, give me the brick, let me help you Thus, with the help of Grandmaster Oumai, Casio managed to repair the white wall of the secret room in just half an hour. Although it looked ugly for now, as long as the plaster was applied afterwards, it would look no different from before, at least from the outside. He looked at the now-smooth wall and nodded in satisfaction. Next to him, Grandmaster Oumai slowly said, Fancy some snuff? He reached into his pocket and took out a silver rectangular snuffbox, adorned with a few pieces of opal embedded onto its intricately carved floral surface. The stone was colorful and warm to the touch. The snuffbox was filled with snuff, not individual cigarettes. Snuff is carefully ground from quality tobacco leaves, menthol, and other aromatic herbs and sealed for fermentation. The box on the outside is actually a form of craftwork. Sometimes, the craftwork seemed more worthy of collection than usage. No thanks, Im not used to it. Casio shook his head. His sharp eyes caught sight of a line of small characters on the metallic interior of the snuffbox: To my beloved Oumai MacKensey. Was this box given to you by a friend? No. Oumai smiled, It was my wife. A touch of nostalgia appeared on his face, My wife gave it to me forty years ago. At that time, I took her around the entire Hong Li Federation, we even travelled abroad. We tasted all kinds of cuisine and experienced the local customs of dozens of countries Ah, why am I telling you all this? Lets get going! Oumai took a sniff of snuff, quickly brushed the remnants off his hands, and walked out of the quiet room that had just been repaired. Almost as soon as Oumais footsteps receded, Lixia arrived. Today, she was dressed in a pure white attire, seeming healthier than before, her rosy cheeks glowed with color. Lixia slowly cast a glance at the newly repaired wall to her right: You work quite fast, repairing this in less than an hour. Heh heh. Casio scratched his head and chuckled. Well then, lets complete the final step. Lixia lifted the wooden bucket in her right hand, it was filled with plaster. Teacher, let me do it. Casio jogged over, took the bucket from her, and started to apply the plaster evenly onto the conspicuous patch on the wall. The Grandmaster helped with the wall while the teacher adjusted the plaster, not bad. He applied the plaster even more vigorously. Outside, birds were chirping melodiously, the morning sunlight streamed through the window, leaving long golden rectangular patches on the floor. Casio squatted in one of these patches, applying the plaster to the wall. Lixia stood in another patch of golden sunlight, leaning against the wall, tilting her head to the side, quietly watching. Time trickled by, second by second. Teacher, whats the name of Grandmaster Oumais wife? Casio, having applied a layer of plaster, suddenly asked. My teachers wife, you should, of course, call her Teachers Wife. No no, thats not what I meant, I meant her name. Casio continued applying more layers of plaster as he spoke. The name? Isabell Casini. After a moments thought, Lixia added: Strictly speaking, your Grandmaster Oumai doesnt have a wife in name. Your teachers wife died when she was twenty-six, before she could marry Oumai. Pausing at this point in her story, she said, After that, Oumai vowed never to marry So, Grandmaster Oumai also has his stories Casio mused, burying his head to focus on applying the plaster to the wall. In the afternoon, the newly repaired quiet room had a strong odour, so Lixia and Casio went to the training room for their lessons instead. The two of them sat cross-legged in the middle of the spacious and flat training hall. After some thought, Lixia slowly explained: Every martial art has its own structure. For instance, the framework of our Wind Elephant Gates martial arts is the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique. All the subsequent techniques, such as the first layer of Wind Elephant Fist, the Gale chapter, and the second layer, the Elephant Herd chapter, evolved from this basic structure. Starting simple and progressively complex and diverse is the upright and honorable path. In addition to this main path, there are also auxiliary techniques that develop from a particular point. These techniques are like thorny creeps coiling around a tree branch. They can effectively increase the trees power and ward off enemies. Yet, theres a disadvantage too, as these creeps will compete with the tree for nutrients. If one puts too much emphasis on the creeps, the tree might wither Lixia looked at the attentive Casio: The Azure Wind Stream technique that I will officially teach you now is one such creep. You must hold onto your principle and handle this double-edged sword well. Before you turn forty, you should merely dabble in this technique, and not study too deeply into it. It wont be too late to try again once you reach the Fighters level, for at that height, the gains in understanding achieved in a year can be more worthwhile than ten years of hard work before. Casio nodded, showing that he understood and would remember. In actuality, he had come into contact with the Azure Wind Stream technique for quite some time, but back then, he could only practice some of the basics. Without achieving the level of a fist master, he simply had no qualifications to truly practice Azure Wind Stream. Ahem ahem. Lixia coughed twice, took a sip of water. As I told you before, the Azure Wind Stream was a technique that I contemplated from the principles of the Wind Elephant Fists Gale chapter. It follows the same principle too C like a flowing river, unstoppable like the wind on the grassland. Since this technique is still incomplete, there wont be any feedback while you practice. But once you succeed, youll instantly control the Azure Wind Stream, unlike the Wind Elephant Fist, which requires gradual progress. So, youll need to have patience in what comes next Chapter 68 - 68 068 Inter-school competition begins (Thanks to ?Chapter 68: 068 Inter-school competition begins (Thanks to summer without sleeping on cool mat for a reward of 5000 points)_1 Chapter 68: 068 Inter-school competition begins (Thanks to summer without sleeping on cool mat for a reward of 5000 points)_1 Because even I dont know how much you have progressed, or how long it will take until the moment you master the Azure Wind Aura Lixia said with heartfelt emphasis. While diligence and persistence relate to ones inherent character, the more essential aspect is the positive feedback one gets during the process. You exercise, you become stronger. You study, you become knowledgeable. These are all forms of positive reinforcement. But the Azure Wind Aura does not provide such feedback, and the only person who has mastered it is Lixia. Its not like the Wind Elephant Fist, where one can gauge their own progress by observing fellow disciples of the same level. Without feedback, there is only loneliness and boredom. Its tough. Maybe a year, three years, or ten years? Can Casio persist for that long? Probably not. Lixia asked herself, if it was her. She wouldnt be able to. Dont worry, Master. The one thing I can do is be patient. Casio promised, staring at the upper right corner. Azure Wind Aura: First Level 59% (two levels in total) No matter what secret martial art it is, what type of skill it is. As long as there is a progress bar, Casio will keep grinding till the ends of the earth. After all, when he retrospects, time in the real world stands still. Theoretically, Casio could push all secret martial arts to their limits by accumulating and grinding over a large amount of time. Regardless of natural comprehension or core bone, his willpower is unparalleled. The moment he opens his eyes every morning is a positive reinforcement! Good! Lixia appreciated and nodded, she had witnessed over the past six months, how Casio was indeed very tolerant. The Azure Wind Aura consists of five levels in my mind. But right now, only two levels are completed. For the remaining three, I will rely on your future self, Lixia sighed, and then her expression turned serious. She meticulously began to teach Casio all the unique key points of the Azure Wind Aura. Sometimes, she even demonstrated it herself, using the Wooden Stake as the testing object. By the time the whole afternoon passed, the tragic state of the Wooden Stake didnt need further elaborationstarting from noon, first its head was planed flat, then its hands followed, then the torso, until finally, even the support column was gone. In the entire training room, a large area was covered with yellow wood chips. Lixia was like an automated lumbering robot. Alright, thats it for today. Go back and familiarize yourself more. Cough, cough. Lixia stood up and glanced outside. The sky was already dimly lit, and the white clouds seemed to be on fire. She picked up the cup of water next to her and walked out. At that moment, Casio also stood up, heading towards the door. As he pushed the door open, a familiar figure was standing outside. Blond hair, blue eyes, holding a broom and mop C it was Damo, his second junior brother. Senior brother, its my turn on duty today! Damo laughed cheerfully, the reddish light cast on half of his face. If one didnt know him, at first sight, theyd see him as a bright and sunny young man. Hmm. Casio looked at him somewhat peculiarly. When did Damo become so enthusiastic? Has he developed Stockholm Syndrome from being beaten by him these past six months? Despite the peculiarity, he was hungry. So, Casio left along the path and headed towards the cafeteria to fill his stomach. Standing still, Damo maintained his standard smile. He certainly did not have Stockholm Syndrome. It was due to some other reasons. The news that Li Wei had become the fifth core disciple after the banquet of the core disciples more than half a month ago could no longer be concealed and gradually began to spread. What does the concept of a core disciple mean? As long as one does not die early, they will definitely become an Elder! No matter how Li Wei became a core disciple, no matter how Li Wei disciplined him with his fists before. Core is still core. Everyone must call him senior brother! Wouldnt Damo take the opportunity to lick some boots? He and Li Wei at least share the same Master! Whoever is near the water tower gets the moon first. The sewage must not flow into other peoples fields. All those little past misunderstandings and disputes meant nothing to Damo; he clearly saw them as his senior brothers tests. It was because his senior brother respected him and considered him worthy of being a sparring partner. Others would want to be sparring partners but couldnt even get the chance! Damo chuckled smugly, murmuring to himself,I need to find a time to let senior brother Li Wei beat me again. The training room door creaked open. Damo walked in, taking a look at the floor. The smile on his face suddenly froze. S~ea??h the ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Did this room turn into a sawmill?! When the hell will this cleaning end? ******************* Two days have passed, its the 28th of January. Early this morning, Casio knocked on the door of the temporary headquarters where his senior brother Moses was staying. Footsteps followed. A muscular giant opened the door. The two of them exchanged glances and entered the room. How are things? On the sofa in the upstairs hall, Moses took out some tea pots and some tea leaves, poured in hot water, and made two cups of steaming black tea. Casio leaned against the edge of the balcony and living room, the sunlight falling on half his body, it was a warm feeling. Shall we give it a try? Casio, with a smile on his face, glanced at Moses and said. Lets give it a try then All out? Moses responded with a faint smile. All out. Alright, then bring it on! Come! Just as the words fell, there was a loud bang in the living room! It was like a muffled thunder exploding! The air waves dispelled in layers. The gray newspaper on the shoe rack got rolled by the tumbling air, falling downstairs. On the coffee table, more than half of the black tea in the mug was spilled. Moses took three steps back in surprise and looked at his slightly numb fist in disbelief, This power, this speed A fistsylist! Thats right. Casio squeezed his palm, in affirmation. When did you break through? Two days ago. Casio reached into his bosom and suddenly tossed over a black bottle. Moses, with sharp eyes and quick hands, caught it in mid-air. Fire Oil, I used half of it, there is still half left. Casio turned his head. Senior brother, you wont disappoint me, will you? Dont worry! This is my third attempt to break the fistsylists realm. I was already fairly confident. Now that I have your Fire Oil, it is almost for certain! Moses chuckled heartily, Hahaha, just thinking of breakthrough the fistsylists realm before that sissy gets me excited. I really want to see his astonished face, haha Casios expression was a bit strange, as Moses and third senior brother Lanxi seemed to really enjoy pestering each other, always trying to one-up the other. No wonder Moses was so happy now. Thank you, junior brother! Im going into seclusion now. Moses gave Casio a bear hug, then looked at the black bottle in his hand with eager eyes, the look in his eyes was even hotter than when seeing a beautiful woman. An the first of February, Moses emerged from seclusion. He had a good and hearty fight with Casio, it was enormously satisfying. Just as he said, it was almost for certain, he had succeeded! Moses and Casio conspired on this day to keep their breakthrough a secret for the time being. They would show their full strength when the Eastern Exchange Competition began. Among the five core disciples, four of them were fistsylists, leaving Lanxi the only one dumbfounded. Surprise surprise? Didnt see it coming, did you? Casio didnt want to comment on Mosess wicked humor. Time flew by, one and a half months passed. On March 15, with the arrival of spring and the warming of the weather The senior brother Heige who has been busy in North Flow Country suddenly returned to the Wind Elephant Gate Headquarters and summoned all the core disciples. The first sentence he said in the hall was. The Fistsylist Exchange Competition has begun in the six counties of the East! Chapter 69 - 69 069 Drill Punch_1 ?Chapter 69: 069 Drill Punch_1 Chapter 69: 069 Drill Punch_1 The specific time is half a month from now, starting with the county competition in North Flow Country. Every Secret Martial Art School can send ten disciples to participate, so in fact, there still needs to be an internal competition within the Secret Martial Art Schools. Of course, we dont need to waste our time in participating, as the five places have already been reserved by the core disciples. Senior Brother Heige glanced at everyone and finally paused for a while on Casio: This county-level exchange competition will bring together dozens of big and small Secret Martial Art Schools throughout North Flow Country. Some are small schools with only a few descendants, while others are even larger in scale than our Wind Elephant Gate. The ones we should pay attention to are probably three Secret Martial Art Sects: Golden Rock Fist, Black Crane Stream, and Ringing Water Road. These are all top-tier third-rate Secret Martial Art Schools, on par with our Wind Elephant Gate. Their martial arts have significant power, and they have quite a few talented experts. Heige moved towards the window, drawing back the curtains to let the sunlight shine in. Therefore, everyone must remember not to be careless. The people you will face are not inferior to you. Do not underestimate the enemy and lose to your competitors, as this also represents the face of the Wind Elephant Gate. Understood. The core disciples replied in unison. Half an hour later, the four left the three-story building where Senior Brother Heige resided. The morning sunlight shone diagonally on their faces. Casio walked on the far left, glancing at the somewhat excited and motivated Senior Brothers Moses and Lanxi. They seemed to be betting on the number of opponents they would defeat in the county competition. If Lanxi lost, he would have to call the originally junior brother Moses as Senior Brother. If Moses lost, he would have to respectfully call Lanxi as Third Senior Brother every time they met. The stake seemed a bit unfair, but Lanxi found it quite fair. Moses never called him Third Senior Brother and instead replaced it with Sissy. This annoyed Lanxi so much that sometimes he gritted his teeth in private. Now was the perfect opportunity to let Moses acknowledge the dignity of the Third Senior Brother! Lanxi chuckled inwardly. Meanwhile, Moses, with tricks up his sleeve, smirked at Casio. He was certainly going to trick Lanxi this time! Casio shook his head, glancing to his right. Second Senior Sister Jadis, currently twenty-seven years old, is silent by nature and loves seclusion. Perhaps due to years of seclusion, Jadis skin is incredibly fair. Shes wearing a turquoise combat suit, well-proportioned with beautiful long legs. Her looks are above average, with profound features of a mature woman style. She has neatly trimmed short black hair that flutters around her ears. Maybe sensing that Casio was looking at her, Jadis looked back, her lake-blue eyes seemingly asking if there was something wrong. Casio quickly shook his head. He pulled back his gaze and sighed. He wasnt the type who was good at socializing with the opposite sex. He could easily get along with his third and fourth senior brothers after a fight or two. But when faced with his second senior sister, there was always a layer of caution and reluctance. Even if, in fact, he couldnt beat his second senior sister Actually, Casio is quite satisfied with the current situation of the core disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate. They are all very friendly and not scheming against each other; having to pretend all the time would be unbearable. He greatly enjoyed the current atmosphere. All of their attention was focused on martial arts, feeling the sense of fulfillment brought by each progress. Instead of wasting their precious time in pointless internal consumption and forming cliques. First, lets have breakfast, then go to the training room Casios figure gradually disappeared on the cobblestone road. Ten days later, in the afternoon, approaching dusk. The twilight sky was like a canvas, painted with red and yellow, turning it into a mysterious palace filled with all kinds of gorgeous and mysterious colors. The red sun shone into the training room, a shirtless youth was punching in the air, each punch resonating with sharp screams. Casio was panting heavily, his sweat slid down his bronze-colored body and soaked into his tight training pants. The weather had become hotter lately. Shoosh! A fist as large as a sandbag abruptly stopped in mid-air. Alright, times up. Well train to here for today and continue tomorrow. Lixia looked at Casio and stood up. Teacher, you go ahead and eat. I feel like Im making good progress today and want to train a bit longer, said Casio, turning around. Fine, the key is left on the table. Remember to lock the door when you leave, Lixia put down a brass key and left. Hearing the door creak shut, Casio took a deep breath. He glanced at the right upper corner where his hands were slowly opening. Then he resumed his previous state, continually throwing practice punches. Azure Wind Flow: Level 1 99.9% (2 levels in total) With his deepening practice in Azure Wind Flow, Casio felt that he had a knack for it. The progress he had made in just seven or eight months was proof enough. Only 0.1% percent was left, he planned to complete it in one go, so he wont be having dinner tonight. Until around 11:00 at night, it was quite dim inside the training room, but there was still a soft moonlight near the window. Under the moonlight, Casio was standing with his hands clasped in front of his chest. Azure Wind Flow: Level 1 100.0% (2 levels in total) The text lightly jumped, and the numbers blurred and changed. Azure Wind Flow: Level 2 0.1% (2 levels in total) He opened his eyes, looking down at his calloused palms. Suddenly, as if a layer of liquid had soaked from every corner of his palm. A whirl of air like quicksand enveloped Casios palm, rapidly moving in every direction. What a curious sensation Casio noticed he could manipulate the flow of air, making it appear and disappear, like an instinct. Lets test the power. He looked up at the wooden stake in the corner. He walked over briskly without any hesitation and landed a slap. As his palm made contact with the wood, a layer of wind about one centimeter thick between the two was rapidly moving and rubbing in all directions. Casios palm was instantly enveloped by a large cluster of wood shavings. When he let go, there was a deep palm print on the wooden stake, penetrated about five or six centimeters in. I didnt use my full strength. Lets try with full strength. Casio took a deep breath, contracting his palm into a fist. The muscles on his arm tightened and bounced, releasing the power in an instant. The fist swooshed, cutting through the air and slammed into the wooden stake. Drill Punch?! sea??h th ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Amidst the flying wood shavings, Casio withdrew his fist. In the center of the wooden stake, about as thick as half a person, a dark hole plunged deep, almost piercing the stake. It was the effect of his full-strength burst, his fist managed to bore through the tough wood like a drill. This power is much greater than I imagined Chapter 70 - 70 070 Northern Flow City_1 ?Chapter 70: 070 Northern Flow City_1 Chapter 70: 070 Northern Flow City_1 However, there seems to be a side effect Casio pinched his palm, a feeling of soreness and weakness transmitted from his entire arm. His muscles felt numb, a bit powerless. He once again attempted to cast the Emerald Wind Flow, but was unsuccessful. Only a breeze gently brushed over the rough surface of his palm. I still need to continue training and get stronger Casio sighed, then cleaned up the training room and locked the door as he left. The next day, Casio informed his teacher Lixia that he had mastered the Emerald Wind Flow. Lixia was very pleased and after a day of training, took him directly for a lavish meal in Oak City. She also invited their master, Oumai, to join them. From this moment onward, Casio truly became Lixias Inheritance Disciple. Not an ordinary disciple, but an Inheritance Disciple. The word Inheritance, how heavy it was. A persons philosophy, ideals, and achievements were passed on and practiced by another person. Even in death, a part of this persons spirit could be passed on, expounded, and developed by their disciple. Sarch* The N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Although it felt a bit morbid, it could be said that the moment Casio mastered the Emerald Wind Flow, Lixia had no regrets left. Five days later. Within the often empty training area inside the dojo, the muffled sound of punching against the punching bags echoed. This place was originally a training room prepared by the Wind Elephant Gate senior level for their Core Disciples, specifically for Core Disciples usage. The room was fully equipped with various facilities, well-lit, and spacious. Unfortunately, at least half of the Core Disciples were not at headquarters. The remaining half either preferred seclusion or training in their masters training rooms. Hence, this largest training room was mostly left unused, with no one to utilize it. Thump Thump Thump Thump In the corner, a burly man was beating a black sandbag frantically. The heavy bag was lifted high and fell down again and again, as if filled with air instead of iron sand. The connection between the supporting stand and the floor creaked under the force. By the side, were three other figures training. One of them was slender, his hands turning into a flurry of punches that seemed like a dark cloud when he punched the punching bag. Nearby, Casio was holding a water bottle to his parched lips. He tilted his head back to swallow, and clear water flowed down his throat, soaking his already sweat-drenched white vest. He glanced down at the two figures on his left who seemed to be having a bout, and smiled inwardly. Senior Brother Moses was really acting the part, the power he exhibited was the same as before his breakthrough. Was it really that fun teasing Senior Brother Lanxi? At this moment, footsteps echoed from outside. Senior Brother Heige walked in, Alright, everyone get ready. Those who need to bathe, bathe, those who need to get their stuff, get their stuff. The train at two P.M. today heads directly to Northern Flow City. Also, whenever you see your juniors, try to be as friendly as possible, show your grace as senior brothers and sisters. Especially you, Moses! Did you hear me clearly? This time Heige specifically mentioned Moses. For him, the reputation of a ferocious bear was too deeply engraved in peoples hearts. Moses was intimidating, with a fierce look on his face. Senior brother, you are wronging me. I always maintain elegancethose were all rumors Moses brought out his unique local accent, showing his honest, bear-like demeanor. Heh. Lanxi sneered to the side. Heh. 3, the other three echoed. Damn! Moses slapped his forehead. At one oclock in the afternoon, at Oak Citys train station platform. A large group of people were waiting for the train from Oak City to Northern Flow City, there were nearly twenty people in total. Aside from the ten participating disciples, there were also several elder disciple spectators, etc. In fact, Oak City did not have passenger trains, only cargo trains. But the influence of Wind Elephant Gate was immense, needless to say. Finding a cargo train for a ride along the way was no problem. It would probably take two days and two nights to reach Northern Flow City. Soon, a square-headed train puffing black smoke appeared before everyone, followed by a long string of cargo. The group from Wind Elephant Gate quickly boarded, they were assigned two carriages. Although the conditions were a bit poor, they could only make do at this moment, accommodating over twenty people was enough. The trip was uneventful, the steam train swaying from side to side. Two days later, Casio and the others finally arrived in Northern Flow City. Northern Flow City was the administrative, economic, and cultural center of North Flow County, boasting the most prosperous city construction. As everyone disembarked the train amidst the shrill whistle, they were instantly captivated by the distant sight of the huge buildings. Casio looked up to gaze into the distance. Giant chimneys pierced the sky, the spires of clock towers shimmered with a metallic sheen under the sunlight, and a wide array of tall buildings rose and fell. On one of the tall buildings was posted a large black and white poster. It appeared to feature a beautiful actress from a certain opera house, with hands on hips, her back exposed, giving a stunning profile view. Exclamations came from the crowd, but Heige shook his head. The development of Northern Flow City was indeed impressive, but compared to Cloud Sea City, the center of East Sea County, it fell far behind. The group from Wind Elephant Gate disembarked the platform, following the crowd from other passenger trains into the exit and out of the train station. At the entrance, five or six strong men were waiting. Upon seeing the group from Wind Elephant Gate, the leader quickly approached to greet the three leading elders. These men were all personnel from the Northern Flow City branch of the Wind Elephant Gate. The Wind Elephant Gates competition team could directly stay in the branch dojo. They didnt need to rent a place in Northern Flow City like the other small sects and schools. The group left the train station, where three large horse carriages were waiting outside. These large carriages could accommodate many people at once. A moment later, the horse carriages started moving. Casio pulled back the curtain to look outside, the streets were bustling with people, the density of the crowd was at least several times that of Oak City. Some pedestrians were dressed quite formally, carrying fancy canes with bow ties, top hats, suits, and leather shoes, an aloof look on their faces. Women were dressed fashionably, draped in fur coats that were slightly revealing, exposing their pearly white legs and skin. The horse carriage accelerated away, gradually leaving behind the bustling area. It only stopped in front of a building that resembled a dojo, and everyone got down from the carriages. The sunlight was a bit intense, Casio squinted his eyes and looked up. In front of the main door of the building, two grey wooden advertisement boards were inserted into the ground, apparently some sort of recruitment guidelines were written on them. Above the main door, a silver signboard was very conspicuous. Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall. Chapter 71 - 71 071 “Senior Sister” (Pursuit of Reading) _1 ?Chapter 71: 071 Senior Sister (Pursuit of Reading) _1 Chapter 71: 071 Senior Sister (Pursuit of Reading) _1 Brother disciples, please. The middle-aged man who led the group gestured. Immediately, a team of more than twenty people walked in. Casio got to see the wealth of the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall in Northern Flow City. Just in terms of space, it was two or three times the size of a typical branch. The interior was spacious, with complete facilities, and clear paths. There were decorations like white stone fountains, low arches, flower gardens, and meadows. There were also quite a few disciples inside. But this was understandable, after all, Northern Flow City was the center of North Flow Country. The martial arts hall here was like the face of the Wind Elephant Gate. Naturally, it had to be grander, with a certain layout. In fact, this Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall was the largest branch of the Wind Elephant Gate. Of course, this status may gradually be replaced by Black Sand City. The position of Orchid Heart Grass was too strong. Walking along the avenue, the team gradually split into two. Among them, the team of more than ten disciples who were there to watch the competition and ordinary participating disciples, under the lead of the martial arts hall disciples, headed towards the housing direction. On the other hand, the three Elders and five Core Disciples, under the guidance of the middle-aged man, came to a hall. In the hall, an old man with white hair was drinking tea. He was wearing a light blue combat suit, with a wind character imprinted on the back. Haha, Lucas, long time no see! One of the Elders in the team laughed and went up to give the old man a hug. The two patted each other on the back, their strength booming. Indeed, its been a long time, havent we seen each other in almost five years? How are you enjoying your retirement in Wind South City? Just so-so. Its not as comfortable as your stay in Northern Flow City. I wont lie to you, I really envy you. Hahaha The two walked inside while reminiscing. Apparently, this old man was also an Elder of the Wind Elephant Gate. He just had been assigned to command the overall situation in Northern Flow Citys Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall a long time ago. Casio had never seen this Elder before. Take a seat, he said. Let me get someone to pour tea for you. Lucas stroked his snowy white beard and asked several core disciples to sit in an area formed by two sofas. Meanwhile, he caught up with the three Elders sitting on a nearby sofa. Soon, two or three disciples came up to pour tea. Senior Brother. A beautiful female disciple passed a white porcelain cup. Casio nodded and quickly reached out to take it. Senior Brother. A male disciple handed over the freshly brewed tea to Moses, and Moses disguised himself with a friendly appearance. He even pretended to be reserved and took a delicate sip of tea. Next to him, another female disciple handed the teacup to Lanxi. Senior Sister. Pfft! Moses sprayed out a mouthful of black tea, then burst into laughter, constantly slapping his thigh. Hahaha! Li Wei, did you hear that? Senior Sister! Haha, I am dying of laughter! I cant take it, I need to catch my breath. Phew He held his belly, laughing so hard that it looked like he was about to reveal his abs. At this moment, Casio was also struggling to hold back his laughter, constantly touching his nose in an attempt to suppress his smile. But Mosess laughter next to him was too infectious, and he couldnt help but chuckle. Hahaha Gah! Mosess laughter suddenly stopped. A slender palm had somehow grabbed the hard muscle on his waist and gave it a hard twist. Gulp Moses raised an eyebrow, letting out a deflated sound from his mouth. To his left, Lanxi was looking at him coldly. Her delicate face was marked with a slight aggrieved expression. Did did I say something wrong? The female disciple who had handed the tea was standing still in surprise, looking completely at a loss. Moses coughed twice, pointing at Lanxi and said. Thats not your third senior sister, thats your third senior brother. Oh, oh. Im sorry, third senior brother! The female disciple quickly apologized, and Lanxi gestured that it was okay and she didnt need to worry. Apparently Mosess laughter was so loud that it had attracted over the Elder Lucas, who was reminiscing. He walked over with a kindly expression, his old eyes scanning everyone. Heige, you are becoming more and more like the style of the eldest brother. Lucas praised Heige with a smile. Not at all, its just because Ive traveled a lot and seen more Heige shook his head while holding his tea cup with one hand. Jadis, youve become a lot more outgoing, thats very good Lucas looked at Jadis, who was smiling, and said. Although Jadis was not smiling because she was outgoing, there was no need to explain anything, she just nodded. Lucas shifted his gaze to Lanxi: Lanxi, youve grown more and more delicate. But we Secret Martial Artists should not be too vain, you should learn from your senior brothers and sisters more. Your body is so weak, how can it work without muscles? I Lanxi almost lost her breath: Elder Lucas, I understand what youre saying. But I still want to clarify, Im not a girly, Im a genuine man! Absolutely pure! A boy? Lucas didnt quite believe it, he had only met Lanxi once, at the centennial celebration of the sect. I take after my mother, thats how I look. Lanxi said gracefully. He had been maintaining a good education from a young age, so he generally wouldnt get angry. Unless it was unavoidable. Alright then, it seems I got confused. Lucas slapped his wrinkled forehead. Its not your fault. I do look a bit uh pretty. Lanxi had no choice but to utter this embarrassing word. Hmm. Lucas nodded and looked at the next person, his eyes suddenly brightening. He walked over quickly and patted his shoulder. Good boy! Youve trained your body so robustly! Youre just like a bear. You have about seventy percent of my vigor when I was young! Hahaha. Sarch* The ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Are you the fourth or the fifth, whats your name? Moses, who was sitting on the sofa and holding his laughter, looked up a little dazed and immediately reported his name: The fourth, my name is Moses Moses? Good name! Great muscles! Elder Lucas patted Mosess tire-like shoulder, making a booming sound. At the same time, Moses glanced at Lanxi sideways. His gaze was kind of irritating. You must be the fifth, huh? Youve trained quite well too! Lucas shifted his target to Casio, wanting to interact with all five core disciples. Because if nothing unexpected happened, Casio and his team would eventually become the true helmsmen of Wind Elephant Gate in a decade or so, so now was the time to get familiar with them. Not bad, but Im far behind compared to Senior Brother Moses. Casio said modestly, but of course, this was a fact. Not everyone could have the talent to build their muscles as stiff as a steel plate. He even doubted that small guns might not be able to pierce through Senior Brother Mosess muscles, only big kinetic guns might have a chance. Afterwards, Lucas praised Casio a bit more, and chatted with the young people. Finally, he made an invitation. A few cheeky kids in my martial arts hall heard that the core disciples from the main gate are coming for the competition, and they insisted on having a sparring match with you. What do you think Chapter 72 - 72 072 Gap_1 ?Chapter 72: 072 Gap_1 Chapter 72: 072 Gap_1 Ten minutes later, at the fighting field of the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall. Below the arena, three or four youths dressed in yellow combat suits were discussing; they were elite disciples of the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall. Can elder brother Reid defeat the fifth-ranking core disciple? What was his name LiLi Wei A freckle-faced youth whispered. Should be able to, after all, elder brother Reid is the face of our martial arts hall. Some time ago, he single-handedly defeated all the masters from Jin Yan martial arts hall. Another youth said. Right, its hard to comment on Heige and Jadis. Elder brother Reid should have no problem dealing with the remaining three core disciples. Even if he doesnt win, he would likely not lose, at worst it would be a tie. One of the disciples analyzed thoughtfully, his reasoning seeming reasonable. I think elder brother Reid will definitely defeat the core disciple called Li Wei, hasnt he been a core disciple for less than a year? Perhaps he just has high talent, but isnt as strong in actual combat. A beautiful female disciple with a black ponytail said. She seemed to admire the elite disciple called Reid greatly. The elite disciples of the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall didnt appear to hold a very friendly attitude towards the main core disciples, even showing a bit of defiance. This was because this was the first time the Eastern Six desmense exchange competition was being held, so the selection contest within the Wind Elephant Gate was rather hasty, and only the main disciples were tested. Therefore, it was rather normal for various other branch disciples to have complaints. On the platform, Casio looked down at his opponent. Reid was about one meter and eighty-five centimeters tall. Dressed in a tight combat suit, his muscles were robust and stood tall. His handsome face, golden hair dazzlingly covering past his ears, and sharp eyes gave off a kind of oppressive feeling when looking at anyone. His demeanor was calm and yet confident. Lets start the elders voice came from the side. Li Wei. Casio made a fist salute and reported his name. Reid. The other party made the same action. Be careful! His eyes coalescing, an aura rose from his body and Reid instantly got into an attack posture. Such a strong desire to attack? Casio raised an eyebrow. Thump! Reids foot vibrated on the ground. The entire person shot out with the reaction force, fists raised prepared to strike at any time. He quickly closed in on Casio, yet Casio still remained in the original action. Not defending yet? Are you looking down on me?! Whoosh! Reids fist transformed into a black shadow and swung down like lightning. With a plop, fist met palm. A large palm filled with callouses pressed on his fist imperceptibly. A colossal force surged like a flash flood into his arm. Reid suddenly wide-eyed, was compelled by this power to back away. His entire arm trembled, his muscles numb and aching. This power!!! Huh! A gust of violent airflow erupted causing his blond hair to fire up. Behind the air stream, a robust figure squeezed through. Casio stepped mightily, and the ground thundered, even making Reids soles numb. His right hand extended out like a python. His fist thrust so straight, majestically. Hes strong! Block this punch, then move quickly! Reid formed a thought as fast as lightning in his mind. He instantly threw a punch; the power from his waist, hip, shoulder, and arm all concentrated into his fist. He then swayed his palm out fiercely like an elephant swinging its trunk. Plop! The iron fist heading towards him surprisingly didnt flinch! Reids all-out strike couldnt even change the direction of the fist! The next second, the python-like fist bit down harshly on Reids shoulder. It seemed to hold back a little force; Reid didnt fly backward, instead, he was just forced to stumble back step by step. Even while he was stepping back, Casio advanced swiftly, quickly catching up and hurling out another punch. In mid-air, there was a tearing sound of ripping air. Reid widened his eyes, a black fist quickly filled up most of his vision. The sense of threat made him freeze on the spot. Hu! The fist roared towards his face. His blond hair flipped upwards, revealing his forehead, the tip of his nose hurt from the wind. I concede. A voice came from not far away. Reid opened his eyes blankly, panting violently. After shock subsided, waves of bitterness welled up in his heart. The gap was too big! He was completely crushed, only lasting five seconds. Even if the other party hadnt held back, he would have lost his fighting power the moment his shoulder was struck by the fist and would have lost even faster! II lost. Reids lips were a bit dry, but he still made a fist salute. Elder brother Reid lost? That was too fast Some elite disciples couldnt believe it, it was only five seconds, a blink of an eye. Was the strongest elder brother Reid in the martial arts hall straight up beaten?! The whole process was just, elder brother Reid threw a punch, it was blocked. Casio threw a punch, Reid didnt block, then another punch comes. Reid was done This A female disciple opened her mouth wide, not knowing what to say. The lofty and majestic image of Reid in her heart had collapsed. Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. On the platform, Casio quickly walked down. In reality, Reids strength was already very good, roughly equivalent to 80% of the first stage of the Wind Elephant secret martial art. If he hadnt broken through before, Reid could have held on for a bit longer, but the moment Casio made that breakthrough, a sizable gap opened. He still restrained his strength nevertheless, otherwise, Reid wouldnt have lasted a single move. After all, they were fellow disciples; its still necessary to save face. That was how Casio thought, but Moses was different. As soon as he went up the stage, he ripped the upper part of his clothes, revealing a tank like robust muscular body. His large hands, similar to a fan, continuously pounding his chest, his voice thundering out loud. The rest of you who want to challenge, all come together, I wont dodge! The few elite disciples who originally intended to retreat on hearing these words, looked at each other and all walked onto the stage declaring their names. Sophia. Brian. Norman. Good! All come together! Moses grinned sinisterly, his white teeth horribly scary. Suddenly, four or five elite disciples surrounded Moses. Both fists and elbow shadows, and foot shadows continuously showered onto his body. A series of bangs echoed, mixed in were Moses grunts that were not sure if they were of pain or enjoyment. His steel-like muscles swelled and toughened, bearing attacks from all sides, only showing surface redness. The sweat dripping off him exploded and scattered in mid-air due to the punches. Every hit seemed to make Moses even more excited and pleased. He even laughed heartily while accepting the attacks. There he goes again Casio thought, speechless. This damn bulldog, dont expose your fetish in public! said Lanxi while covering his face, acting as if he didnt know him. At the Elders side, Lucas nodded contentedly. Although Reid and the others were his disciples in the martial arts hall, he didnt seem to care about them. On the contrary, he was very interested in Moses. With this physique, we at Wind Elephant Gate have picked up a treasure Chapter 73 - 73 073 Pretending Ignorance_1 ?Chapter 73: 073 Pretending Ignorance_1 Chapter 73: 073 Pretending Ignorance_1 Five minutes passed, and both sides of the combatants came down from the platform. Moses muscles were slightly reddish, the sign of released stress. He took the clothes passed to him by Casio and put them on. On the other side, the four elite disciples of the martial arts hall, soaked in sweat, staggered as if they had been fished out of the water. Four of them, fought for five minutes, didnt break defenses Moses didnt break the defense, but they did. Any little dissatisfaction in their hearts was completely wiped away. Looking at the distressed condition of the few, Lucas, who was secretly watching from a distance, stroked his beard with satisfaction. As a Wind Elephant Gate elder, how could he not understand the standard of the headquarters for selecting core disciples, at least those who are about to break through the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. In the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall of Northern Flow City, the highest progress in Secret Martial Art was probably Reid, about eighty percent. Still quite short of competing with the core disciple. When the elite disciples of the martial arts hall expressed their desire to spar with the headquarters core disciples, Lucas knew that these people were dissatisfied with their arrogant complacency. In Northern Flow City, there are no strong opponents, the path of martial arts is too smooth. Fortunately, he just took advantage of the current momentum and let the headquarters core disciples curb the arrogance of these little guys. Those who can remain calm and see their own shortcomings. Only such people can ultimately achieve greatness. For the next five days, Casio and his group spent their time training and adjusting their conditions in the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall, waiting for the exchange meeting to begin. In the interval, the elite disciple called Reid would come to challenge from time to time. Every day he would be beaten two or three times, usually in the order of Casio, Moses, Lanxi. Because a battle often does not last more than a minute, the three generously accepted Reids challenge without refusal. Of course, Reid was also quite knowing. He didnt challenge the first and second senior brothers who were openly strong enough to reach the boxing master level, as there is little reference significance in battles with a huge gap. He thought so, but in fact, Casio and Moses were also at the boxing master realm. Reid thought the gap was small, but in fact, it was a huge gap. He fought and lost, lost and fought again. Casio was slightly impressed with him, a persons state of mind and attitude often determine how far they can go. Reids mentality wasnt bad. Time flew by and two more days passed. The Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall received an invitation letter, with a gold stamp and a very thick outer skin. Heige opened it in front of everyone, inside was a light yellow page, the edge had a strange shaped fire lacquer. The entire page was filled with black inked characters, giving a sense of artistic style. The opening ceremony will be tomorrow morning, with the competition in the afternoon. The place is at Freds Manor in the eastern suburbs of Northern Flow City. Below all the text, there was a line of names, which were the disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate participating in the competition. Everyone go to bed early tonight, the exchange match starts tomorrow Early the next day, just as dawn was breaking, Casio woke up, got up and washed. Pushing open the door of the room, he walked along the corridor to the outside. In a courtyard, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. In the courtyard, Elder Brother Lanxi was practicing his skills. His footsteps were amazingly fast, his slender hands were put together to form a hand knife, and then shot out like a spring. For a moment, the air in front of him was whistling, and there were shadows of hand knives as sharp as steel knives everywhere. The burst of that moment was clearly at the boxing master level! Casio widened his eyes, and immediately thought of the bet between Moses and Lanxi. Good guys, a family doesnt enter the door without being family. All of them are pretending, they have clearly broken through! He originally thought that only Moses was cunning, and the honest Lanxi would be fooled. But he didnt expect that ginger is always spicy, the more handsome the man, the more likely he is to pretend to be honest and deceive people. Li Wei? Lanxi noticed Casio at the archway, his delicate brows raised, and a murderous look was cast over. Elder brother, I didnt see anything, I dont know anything, Im going to eat. Casio raised his hand, acting dumb. He wanted to walk past, but Lanxi on the side squinted and the corner of his good-looking lip curled into a charming smile. With a perfect smile, Lanxi grabbed Casios arm. Casio, who was one meter nine, dared not resist his elder brother, so he had to bend slightly and lower his head. He allowed Elder Brother Lanxi to jump up and hug his shoulder, with amber eyes staring at him. Elder brother, I really didnt see anything Casio protested. Elbow, come to the cafeteria with me! Lanxis voice went up. I definitely cant. Lets brothers have a good talk, get closer~ Forget it Half an hour later, Lanxi used his hand to touch the small black mole on the corner of his mouth, wiping away the remaining cream on his thin lips. Casio followed behind with a look of defeat, pressing his hand against the outside of his thigh. The wallet was empty. While the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall does provide free food, items like cream cakes are generally limited. Casio could only spend money to buy four of them, as Lanxi really liked sweet desserts. sea??h th N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Under the elder brothers prestige, he had just promised to Lanxi that he would absolutely not disclose the matter of Lanxis breakthrough to Moses, the bear of an elder brother. Unfortunately, Casio is too principled. Lanxi had just taught him a special agile step a few days ago, and he wasnt comfortable with betraying Lanxi all of a sudden. He simply treated it as a playful fight between brothers. As the sun rose into the sky, at the main door of the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall. All the participating disciples gathered here waiting for the horse carriage. Here it comes, its coming. From afar, a tall and stout figure jogged over, holding two pieces of bread in his hand. Moses took a bite, then suddenly threw one out. Catch! Casio raised his hand and caught a piece of white bread. The bread here is really delicious, much more delicate than in Oak City, try it. Moses came up to Casio. I wont eat yet, Ill eat on the road when Im hungry. I had a bit too much at the cafeteria this morning. Casio was a bit awkward. But he immediately realized that he didnt expose the news of Moses breakthrough to the boxing master realm, why was he feeling guilty? Both Lanxi and Moses only requested not to disclose their breakthrough news to each other, didnt he fit the bill perfectly? As soon as he figured this out, everything became clear. Casio looked at Lanxi on his left and then at Moses on his right. A strangely subtle feeling arose in his heart. Both of them think they have broken through to a new realm and will absolutely crush the other side, but in reality, they are evenly matched. Dont wait for the exchange meeting to start, these two hiding their true strength end up drawing lots together, then there will be good show. A few minutes later, three black horse carriages drove over from the distant road, everyone got into the carriages. After a short while, the carriage slowly started moving, speeding up along the road. Lined up in a straight black line, they headed for Freds Manor. Chapter 74 - 74 074 Black Crane Stream_1 ?Chapter 74: 074 Black Crane Stream_1 Chapter 74: 074 Black Crane Stream_1 The horse carriage jostled, and Casio looked out through the curtain. They were on a driveway, with sprawling grasslands spread out like green carpet on either side. Amidst the grass were flowers of red, blue, and green, diffusing a faint scent of spring. Looking ahead along the road, there was a gentle slope with several pale-white buildings scattered around. It resembled a quaint little town, with the occasional human figure visible. Casting their gaze further up, they could spot several towering spire-topped buildings, faintly reflecting white light. That must be the manor they were headed to. As their convoy entered the small town, a young man in a blue uniform emerged to greet them. It was clear that he was a staff member organized for this exchange meeting. Many others, dressed in similar blue uniforms, were stationed in front of the manor to guide the incoming guests. Under the direction of the youth, the convoy proceeded towards the gentle slope. Along the way, Casio noticed some uniformed police patrolling the roadside. Both sides of the parallel roads were lined with police officers, as well as people in blue uniforms. Nearly a hundred people had gathered. This exchange meeting seemed to be quite large. It appeared that the meeting was jointly organized by a group from Yunquan Fist, local Secret Martial Art schools, and the government of North Flow Country. Soon, the convoy arrived at the front of the manor. The entire area was enclosed by a tall black wall, and the deep-blue wrought iron gate was propped open, revealing a straight road leading inside. On either side of the metal gate, bronze cast iron lanterns hung from stone columns. This manor had clearly been around for a while. The man guarding the entrance examined their invitations and moved to permit them passage. The convoy of the Wind Elephant Gate slowly drove in. They continued on until they reached an open air canopy with a white roof before stopping. Casio stepped out of the carriage and glanced around. Rather than the worn-down scene he had anticipated, it was a sophisticated and beautiful manor. On his right hand lay a dense plantation of dwarf grasslands, where people were playing a fashionable foreign game that had only recently started gaining popularity in their area: Golf Beyond the grasslands was an artificial lake. The sunlight spread over the lake and grasslands, creating an intertwining map of white and green. Please follow me, the youth next to them said. Without missing a beat, everyone got in line and began walking towards the left on freshly pressed white stone slabs, a scent of fresh grass wafting in the air. Every so often along the pathway stood black lantern poles similar to candlesticks, which were lit at night for illumination. When they reached an intersection, two more staff members greeted them. The group from Wind Elephant Gate was temporarily divided into threethe elders, regular disciples, and core disciples. Each group embarked on a different road, headed towards a different building. A minute later, Casio cast a glance at the expansive white building and followed his group into the passageway. S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Climbing up four floors along a spiral staircase and trailing down a corridor that took several turns, the group of five finally arrived at their destination. It was a hall with around thirty meters of length and width. The surface was lined with dark brown wooden boards, and one side had vast floor-to-ceiling glass windows. Sunlight flowed easily into the room, illuminating the space. The hall was furnished with numerous tables and chairs, partitioning almost twenty regions. Most of these seats were already occupied by powerful Secret Martial Artists. The people from Wind Elephant Gate are here! Many eyes turned towards them. At this moment, regardless of their usual demeanors, the five core disciples each exuded an icy majestic aura. With serious expressions and composed strength, the aura of strong warriors was evident. Before long, they all found themselves seated near the window. People around them continued to buzz with whispers and speculations. Its One-armed Heige, hes back from East Sea County. Whos the one who is built like a bear? There are two unfamiliar faces Arent there supposed to be only one woman amongst the core disciples of Wind Elephant Gate? Why are there two? Is the intelligence incorrect, or did the situation change recently? Such chatter wasnt uncommon among the crowd. After all, Wind Elephant Gate was one of the largest Secret Martial Art forces in North Flow Country and possessed a strong presence. However, this was only an intra-county exchange competition, and it wouldnt have attracted much attention had it been an inter-county competition amongst the Eastern Six Counties. Not a bad vibe for this meeting, Moses commented, leaning back in his chair as he gazed at the grasslands through the window. Since its their first time hosting, they will want to make it grand to gain some fame, Casio added from nearby. There were numerous entrances and exits to the hall, and crews from various Secret Martial Arts schools were continuously led inside by staff members. Several burly men, clad in grey uniforms, swaggered back and forth in the hall, either chatting with the heads of schools or helping distribute food and clear water. Heige also asked them for five cups of freshly brewed black tea. While sipping on their tea, they waited for everyone to assemble and killed time. After ten minutes, there was some commotion on the right side of the hall. The people from Black Crane Stream have arrived. Its Mendi! The whispers spilled into their sector. Everyone from Wind Elephant Gate turned to look, not out of curiosity, but rather out of a small degree of animosity. Being prominent schools in North Flow Country, Wind Elephant Gate and Black Crane Stream were headquartered fairly close to each other practically neighboring cities. Frictions were not uncommon due to their overlapping sphere of influence. Some time ago, Wind Elephant Gate had discovered a land producing Orchid Heart Grass. They invested a significant amount of resources to expand their reach to Black Sand City, a location that also happened to house the largest branch of Black Crane Stream. Thus, conflicts were inevitable. A group of people from Black Crane Stream briskly walked down the corridor dividing the different sectors, led by a pale-faced young man with short black hair that barely covered his eyebrows. His sharp, cold eyes bore the look of a bird of prey watching you. He was wearing a pair of black gloves, exuding an icy aura. Heige His gaze locked onto Heige at first sight. Mendi. Heige gave a wry smile, taking a small sip of his tea. The black-haired youth swept his gaze over the other members of Wind Elephant Gate, stopping at Casio for a moment. So, Wind Elephant Gate managed to gather five core disciples? A newly raised kid Who are you calling a kid? Shorty. Casio stood up instantly, his 1.9 meter tall frame towering over the others, his robust muscles and large skeleton stretching out his clothes. A cold and fierce aura started to diffuse from him. He didnt have a good attitude towards people who came with ill intentions. Hehe, are you courting death a skinny young man standing behind Mendi smirked coldly and started moving forward. Five, the exchange meeting hasnt started yet, Mendi stopped him, cast a cold glance at Casio and said, Lets get to our seats first. The group of five from Black Crane Stream turned to find their designated area and sat down. Their names were written on each of their respective seats. Under the sunlight, Casio sneered, his white teeth reflecting a cold light. His eyes remained fixated on the tall, skinny youth. Black Crane Streams fifth core disciple, Guro Kixinia Chapter 75 - 75 075 Porn Star_1 ?Chapter 75: 075 Porn Star_1 Chapter 75: 075 Porn Star_1 Casio took a long, deep look before finally sitting down. Chances are well be bumping into the Black Crane Stream this time. Lets teach them a lesson when the time comes, Moses next to Casio said, a slight cold smile appearing on his muscular face. Of course, Casio shifted his gaze. Let me take advantage of this hiatus to tell you about several noteworthy opponents in the North Flow County Exchange Tournament, Heige suddenly said from the side. Firstly, there is the Black Crane Stream we just discussed. Its power is comparable to our Wind Elephant Gate. They are adept with Crane Hand, attacking with extreme speed and potent fingertip strikes. You should exercise caution. Secondly, the Golden Rock Fist. Heige gestured at a position at their oblique back, and Casio glanced over. Totaling five strongmen, their skin bronzed, their muscles impressively strong. Three of them are bald, just like Moses. This faction specializes in body training; their muscles, bones, and even skin can withstand edged weapons. Compare this with Moses and you will understand. Against this type of thick-skinned enemy, it is crucial not to engage in prolonged fights. The best course of action would be to seize the first chance to spot a flaw and strike decisively, Heige paused for a moment before continuing. Theres another faction that hasnt arrived, the Ringing Water Road. This faction is slightly more powerful than ours, the Wind Elephant Gate, Black Crane Stream, or the Golden Rock Fist. They are the leading secret martial arts faction of North Flow County. The Ringing Water Secret Martial they practice within their doors is incredibly powerful. They are adept at defeating brute force with gentleness. Their combat style is similar to Judo in mundane martial arts, specializing in close-quarters grappling. I have previously fought their senior sister. She can concentrate most of her strength at specific parts of her opponents body, while her opponent can only resist with a fraction of his local strength. In this situation, if she continues to apply force, she can render the opponent incapable of fighting. Senior brother, did you win? Lanxi asked curiously. I didnt win, Heige laughed: But I didnt lose either. What you need to pay attention to is that Ringing Water Road has brought up a top talent these last few years, who mastered the Ringing Water Secret fist realm to the second level of Virtual Water in a short time. Of course, her physical prowess hasnt reached the level of an experienced fighter yet. She may be representing Ringing Water Road in actual combat practice this time around, and we might run into her later. Shes the one? Moses suddenly turned around. Everyone else also turned their heads, another disturbance happening at the entrance. A group of five wearing matching blue combat suits walked in, two men and three women with calm demeanors. Among the five, a girl, visibly shorter than the others, was trailing in the rear. She had a delicate face, fair complexion, and her features still had an adolescent, youthful, and adorable air about them. Her pair of sparkling big eyes turned around curiously. Heidi, the once-in-a-century top talent of the Ringing Water Road? Rumor has it shes only fifteen years old this year, such high talent Im afraid shell breakthrough to the fighter realm next year, truly envious. Maybe I wont even reach the fighter realm in my lifetime, but this young girl will likely reach it at the age of sixteen For a moment, discussions stirred all around them. Afterwards, Heige lectured his juniors on information regarding the Secret Martial Arts World. Having traveled far and wide for the past few years, Heige was knowledgeable, which greatly benefited Casio. Moreover, Heige reminded his juniors that although the event was called an Exchange Meeting, the fights could sometimes get out of hand and could not be resolved with mere taps. On the arena stage, if you really cant beat your opponent, theres no need to be stubborn, you can surrender at any time. After all, all the combatants here are secret martial artists. There are even many fighters whose physical prowess surpasses the human limit. If by some unfortunate chance their vital parts were to be hit hard with a fist, the resulting damage wouldnt be any less severe than being shot with a firearm. In the event that someone is maimed or killed, it may be difficult for the perpetrator to end up paying a price. Casio understood what Senior Brother Heige was saying; the real rivals of the Wind Elephant Gate would surely be the other three factions of the same level. If casualties were to occur, why would they compensate for the loss of their precious core disciples? In the end, most likely nothing would come of it. Unless a faction is ruthless enough to go to war with another. The morning passed, and more than half of the secret martial arts factions had arrived in the hall, but about a fifth were yet to arrive. Due to the inconvenient transportation in this era, the gathering time for the Exchange Meeting is a whole day. Some secret martial arts factions in remote places are probably still on their way and need time to wait. At noon, Casio and the others went into the manors large dining room for a meal. Here, a single long white table could accommodate more than twenty people from the Wind Elephant Gate, the food was incredibly rich and delicious. Sar?h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. After lunch, some people chose to return to the hall to continue chatting and waiting. Casio, on the other hand, wandered around the manor with Moses and Lanxi, even trying out golf, the latest popular sport. The final results were not challenging. As they got the hang of it, the three of them, who far exceed average humans in muscle control and vision, often managed to reduce the winning margin to just two swings. Sometimes they even shot the ball out in one go, drawing an arc, and went straight into the hole. It was only around seven or eight in the evening when everyone had arrived. The original plan as stated in the invitation, an opening ceremony in the morning followed by the contest in the afternoon, was simply too idealistic. After dinner, all participants were ushered into a lavish hall in the manor. It was set up like an opera house, with a red curtain blocking everyones view. Everyone sat on the staircased seats that reached upwards in a circular pattern. Once everyone was settled, the hosts of the Exchange Meeting appeared to make a speech. The overall procedure was dull and laborious, full of bureaucratic speech. Half an hour later, the speaker finally stepped down. At that moment, the hall lights suddenly dimmed. When the light reappeared, the stage curtains had been pulled apart to both sides. Surprisingly, a large group of attractive, curvaceous girls wearing tight dresses appeared on the stage, their youthful, vibrant countenance immediately drawing the attention of the martial artists. Casio noticed that the lead dancer seemed familiar. After pondering for a bit, he remembered the large poster he saw when he first arrived in Northern Flow City. It seemed to be the popular opera house actress of recent times. Unexpectedly, the organizers of the Exchange Meeting have gotten her to perform. Casio remembered that one of his junior brothers at the Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall was infatuated with this actress, he had portrayed her as dignified and graceful. Looking at the actress on stage now, dancing a vigorous tap dance with sexually suggestive movements. She wore heavy, flashy makeup, void of all dignified air. Casio could only helplessly scratch his head. The elegant and cold goddess in the eyes of the young man probably hides a vulgar and seductive side. Cold to you yesterday, flirting with me today. One could only say having power, status, and strength is truly pleasant. Chapter 76 - 76 076 Sweep_1 ?Chapter 76: 076 Sweep_1 Chapter 76: 076 Sweep_1 The opening ceremony ended at night, and the next morning dawned. All the Secret Martial Arts factions arrived in a huge, empty warehouse. In the center of the warehouse, two circular platforms about half a meter above the ground stood, with a layer of black covering their edges. Surrounding the platforms was a setup like in yesterdays hall. Each faction had its designated area. Blue uniformed staff stood waiting on the edges of the warehouse. On the left and right were teams of medical staff in white, with stretchers, bandages, and medical boxes at the ready. The Wind Elephant Gate was positioned towards the front on the left, adjacent to the Black Crane Stream. Casio glanced around the entire warehouse, finding at least several hundred people there. Just the Wind Elephant Gate and other considerable factions combined amounted to more than a hundred people, making the space a bit noisy. Silence! Suddenly, an old man jumped onto the arena. His thin body gave off a tremendous roar. His voice reverberated throughout the warehouse, gradually quieting everyone. The North Flow Country Martial Arts Exchange Competition now officially begins! As per the competition process and rules discussed yesterday, the leading disciples of each faction can now draw lots for the order. Without anyone noticing, a black box appeared in the old mans hand. There was an opening in the middle of the box that allowed one to reach in to draw a piece of cardboard. Immediately, Heige stood up and walked over. A moment later, he came back holding a square yellow cardboard piece. On it was a bold black number: 11. Casio glanced towards another arena, where lots were also being drawn, but the representatives there were ordinary disciples. Five minutes later, the old man climbed back onto the arena. Now the competition officially begins: number twelve and number seven! Decarbox Boxing Technique versus Cold Light Martial Hall! Upon hearing this, Casio recalled the competition rules. In this Exchange Competition, the core disciples and ordinary disciples of a school were separated, each fighting in their own arena. Sear?h the N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. For the core disciples, there were two competitions a Points Race and Individual Competition. The Points Race was for teams of five people, formed by the core disciples of the Secret Martial Arts factions. The first person in order of appearance would challenge five people from another faction, continuing the challenge only if they won, until they defeated all five on the other side. One point was awarded for each win, zero for a draw, and points were deducted for losses. In the Individual Competition, lots were drawn again. However, participants would be divided into five groups, with the top two from each group advancing to the ten-person competition. The rules were still rough as it was the first time the competition was being organized. Casio lifted his head to watch the arena, where representatives from both factions had already taken the stage. Both contestants stated their affiliation, stared at each other under the referees command, and gradually began to move. The standstill lasted half a minute before the black-haired man representing the Decarbox Boxing Technique suddenly attacked, moving with lightning speed using both fists and legs. The representative of the Cold Light Martial Hall lost in an instant. The bout only lasted six or seven seconds. In reality, real fights are like this exploit the flaws, attack decisively. They dont need five or ten minutes of long drawn-out fighting. Unrestricted fights usually end very quickly. Next, the black-haired man, as the winner, rested at one side of the arena. After a moment, another person from the Cold Light Martial Hall stepped up. They announced their affiliations and names, then again began to position themselves cautiously, looking for an opportunity. Twenty seconds later, both of them lunged forward almost simultaneously, punches and kicks flying. Occasionally, some explosive techniques were included in their movements, which increased their speed. After switching positions four or five times and several clashes, the black-haired man fell off the edge of the arena, taking a roll before he could stand back up. He was forced out of the competition area, which meant he lost. The Cold Light Martial Hall was victorious in this round. There was another series of challenges. The whole process only took seven or eight minutes, and in the end, the victor was Decarbox Boxing Technique. A moment later, the old man who was acting as referee went back onstage. Next up, number eleven and number eighteen! Wind Elephant Gate versus Meditation Gym! Down below, Casio and Brother Heige exchanged a glance. In the order, he was the first to appear from the Wind Elephant Gate. Im going up. Casio stood up, pulling off his black coat and throwing it on his seat. He then took powerful strides as he moved towards the arena. The platform was well-lit, with many windows opened on both sides of the warehouse, allowing the soft morning sunlight to shine in. Casio stood quietly within one of the beams of light. Even though he was expressionless and silent, his reputation from Wind Elephant Gate along with his towering height of 1.9 meters, had already made the competitor from the Meditation Gym extremely nervous. The man was continually adjusting his breathing while wiping the sweat from the palm of his hands. Meditation Gym, Quista. Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei. The moment the voice fell, Casios momentum flared like a blazing fire. As if he was a tranquil deep pond one second ago, a terrifying python suddenly broke through the surface the next. An overwhelming oppressive power swirled around. Quista was left breathless: What a terrifying momentum While he was absentminded, a huge figure appeared before him, like teleportation. The face was starkly cold and expressionless. Quista responded in panic. Boom! A muffled sound echoed from his left shoulder. He stepped back frantically with eyes wide open. Incredibly, he retreated over ten meters, stumbled, and fell off the arena without ever touching Casios body. And so, he lost in three seconds. Ouch, he groaned in pain, clutching his left shoulder. The gap is too wide, we can only use the tag-team strategy now, a robust youth from Meditation Gym commented ruefully. Half a minute later, in the arena. A beautiful girl made a fist salute: Meditation Gym, Fara Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei. The moment her voice fell, Casio blurred into a shadow. A black trail striking directly at the girls shoulder in mid-air. Bang! Like a heavy hammer hit, the girl named Fara was sent flying and ended up fainting after rolling a few times on the ground. Seems like I used a little too much force, gotta hold back a bit. Casio flexed his fist, thinking to himself. Half a minute later, the familiar scene happened again. This disciple from the Meditation Gym was a muscular man. He started off in a defensive position, arms in front of his chest, feet firmly planted on the ground. He seemed to want to stall for time in this way. Unfortunately, Casios powerful punch swept away all defenses. The muscular man was also sent flying out, sliding for five or six meters on the ground. Another half a minute later, the fourth person seemed to have learned his lesson. Trying to keep distance with flexible footwork and aim to exhaust Casio. But in a matter of moments, he was cornered at the edge by Casio. A single collision led to him quickly falling off. The last, the fifth, a bitter-faced youth. He was desperately trying to hold on for a few more moves, but he couldnt escape the curse that had befallen his predecessors. With just one punch from Casio, his defenses completely collapsed. The senior brother of the Meditation Gym seemed to see a massive elephant charging, unstoppable, majestic, crushing all enemies. This was the gap between small and large martial schools. This was the gap between ordinary martial artists and limitations-breaking fist masters! Chapter 77 - 77 077 Individual Race (13)_1 ?Chapter 77: 077 Individual Race (1/3)_1 Chapter 77: 077 Individual Race (1/3)_1 The Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei, victory! With the referees announcement, Casio flexed his newly warmed up fist, glanced at his opponent, and walked off. Back at the Wind Elephant Gates site, Moses punched him on the spot, slightly angry, saying, Why didnt you leave one for your senior brothers? You just enjoyed fighting by yourself, right? Casio sat down with a bitter smile. Fifth brother, dont mind him. This bulldog is not about enjoying the fight, he definitely wants to be beaten. Even if you beat the opponents, it spares us the embarrassment of him going up. Lanxi snorted with a look of contempt at Moses. Hey! You cant unjustly accuse someone! I understand what is befitting for the occasion. I cant treat the exchange meeting the same way as previous casual sparring. Moses defended himself. Oh please, who doesnt know about your true nature You bloody sissy, always trying to embarrass me, huh? I For a moment, the two began to argue again. In the end, Senior Brother Heige mediated and changed the order of appearance. The rotation is initiated by Casio and each person goes twice. Everyone gets a chance to fight as the first. Of course, this everyone does not include Heige. Because according to tournament rules, the elder amongst the core disciples of a secret martial arts style often has to be the last one. This is to prevent some secret martial arts schools from putting their strongest person first, and then directly defeating the teams of other schools. That would be a little too disrespectful. However, if the opponents core disciples have already fought as the last ones and the first one who fights is not the strongest, yet they still manage to breakthrough by fighting five opponents at once, then you really have nothing to say. The points race continued. Casio sat in the rest area, sipping tea and watching the activity on the arena. He could clearly see the gap between the small martial arts schools and the large ones, with a considerable difference in the boxing level of their disciples. The disciples of the large schools had more combat experience and skills than those of the small schools. This was the influence of the resources of the forces. Sarch* The N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. During this time, Casio attentively observed the combat style characteristics of forces like Golden Rock Fist, Black Crane Stream, Ringing Water Road, and others. He noticed that their weaknesses were minimal and their combat skills were part of a large system. Nothing can be seen without relying on ones own strength. Outside the window, the sun gradually rose. Surrounded by thin clouds, it hung step by step above everyones heads. It was now nearing noon. Next, number eleven, number two! Wind Elephant Gate! Broken Stone Fist Elbow Gate! Casio twisted his neck and once again entered the arena. The person from Fist Elbow Gate also came to the arena, he was a red-haired youth whose fists and elbows were full of calluses, giving an impression of a steady momentum. It seemed he was the strongest person in Fist Elbow Gate after their top disciple. It seemed that Casios memorable breakthrough against the disciples of the Meditation Gym had resulted in others adapting their tactics accordingly. However, in the face of absolute strength, so-called cunning tactics are useless. Casios realm as a boxer is his greatest confidence, even if the opponent plays tricks, he has confidence in suppressing them. Starting from the first person of Fist Elbow Gate, all the way to their elder disciple. Casio remained calm and collected. Following Elder Brother Heiges advice, Casio didnt resort to decisive blows like the last time, instead, he lingered for a few more moves, going back and forth, giving the opponent some face. After all, they were disciples of a large school and needed to maintain their grace. Even though the fight was slowed down a bit, Casio found it quite interesting. Different secret martial arts styles indeed had different characteristics, like Fist Elbow Gate, simultaneously practicing boxing and elbow techniques. The rapid switch between the two was intriguing. Some short-range combos were impressive. This gave Casio a different experience, expanding his field of view which had been limited to boxing. One of the aims of the Exchange Meeting was for the secret martial arts schools to exchange skills, spar with each other, make their own progress and open up newperspectives. With the announcement of the referee, Casio made his way off the arena. Walking down the path amongst the prominent schools, Casio occasionally heard the voices of people discussing him. Some were surprised by his strength and age, while others regarded him as a formidable opponent. As he passed the Black Crane Stream site, a tall and thin youth said out of context, This Li Wei is too weak, he can only bully the small martial arts schools. If he encounters us Black Crane Stream in the next match, I guarantee Ill defeat him. Casio glanced at his back. Just as the youth turned his head around, his eyes full of provocation, Casio sneered and made a slashing gesture at his throat indicating, Dont let me encounter you, you wraith. Moron he spat out the word and swiftly walked away. Half an hour passed and the morning point race temporarily ended. All the secret martial arts schools came to the canteen to enjoy a lavish lunch and rested until one-thirty. In the afternoon, it was not the continuation of the mornings points race, but the individual matches. They were first divided into groups, then drew lots, and fought in matches within the groups. Casio was assigned to Group B, B-13. This was also engraved on a brass metal nameplate about the size of a thumb to be pinned to the participants chest to identify their identity. The competition field was not in the original location, but another warehouse next to the white building. This warehouse was divided into more than a dozen areas to simultaneously conduct multiple matches. This was to save time for the exchange meeting. At the intersection of the warehouse, Casio parted ways with his senior brothers. He walked to the right along the path. Every so often, there was a staff member to guide him. Your location is a bit further and then turn right. Casio nodded and continued forward along the checkered tiles. A moment later, he stopped and took a look. There were some people gathered at the entrance of this competition field, seemingly spectators. Confirming he was in the right place, Casio stepped forward and forcefully squeezed in. The slightly crowded crowd split to both sides, the faces of the people who were pushed away initially showed anger. However, once they saw Casios tall figure and appearance, they immediately fell silent. He scanned the entire room. The arrangements were quite rudimentary, but the space was open. In the middle was a small arena, a bit higher than the ground level, with a referee standing on top. Besides the arena, there was a row of reddish-brown seats laid out. As soon as Casio went over and sat down, the referee asked, Are you a competitor? Whats your number? This is for the competitors to rest. Casio was startled for a moment, he pulled out a nameplate from his pocket and pinned it to his chest, Group B, number thirteen. Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei Chapter 78 - 78 078 Four Major Killing Moves (23)_1 ?Chapter 78: 078 Four Major Killing Moves (2/3)_1 Chapter 78: 078 Four Major Killing Moves (2/3)_1 Hmm. The middle-aged referee nodded: Then you can sit there and rest for a while, your opponent hasnt arrived yet. Two minutes later, a robust youth about one meter eighty-five tall walked in from the door. He also wore a nameplate on his chest: Group B, No. 4. After the referee confirmed their identities, he immediately announced that the game could start. The youth jumped onto the arena. Casio climbed up as well. Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei. He introduced himself. Iron Bone Fist, Nino. The youth slowly said. Casio squinted at him. Under the sunlight, this youth wore a set of shorts and short sleeves. His muscular physique was visible under his forearms and ankles, enclosed in red and white stilts. His skin had a layer of bronze, especially around his knees and elbows where the skin was beginning to darken. There was a thick layer of calluses there, and his skeleton was unusually thick. Start the game. The referee jumped off the arena. Instantly, two auras rose. One was the majestic air of the Wind Elephant, and the other seemed like a silent but fierce undersea volcano. One was tall, and the other was robust, they held each other off. Casio looked over with some surprise: This unknown disciple from a small school seems to have considerable strength and an impressive aura. With the intent to test his opponents strength, he stepped forward, sprinting when he was certain distance away. The muscles on his right shoulder contracted, and a formidable power was instantly transferred into his arm. Casio violently swung his right hand. A tearing roar resounded through the air. Bang! Nino stepped back. Oh? Casio was slightly surprised and raised his eyebrows. Instead of a fist, the opponent used his elbow to collide with him. His elbow was as hard and heavy as a stone, his bones seemed incredibly hard. Try it again! Casio stepped forward, his tall body bowled directly at Nino. While simultaneously swinging his fist, he threw a jab. The nimble Nino evaded and deflected the fist with his elbow, his right foot grounded and forcefully knee-striked Casio! Sarch* The N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. A glint flashed in Casios eyes, his hand quickly pressed down. His big palm and the darkened knee forcefully collided. Bang! A sound exploded on the arena. Nino showed a painful expression and forcefully retreated on one leg. The leg he had used to attack was already numb and had been firmly repelled. At the same time, Ninos sense of alertness also increased significantly. His Iron Bone Fist, as the name suggests, trains the bones and joints to be as hard as iron. Applying the sects internal ointment, together with the daily bone training for ten years, his knees and legs were able to break a banana tree with a single strike. But, the person in front seemed to have no response at all. Nino looked over, only to see a towering figure returning to the Wind Elephant stance, his hands slightly raised on either side of his body. He looked calm and steady. Tough one! I can only take the initiative to attack He shifted his toes slightly to alleviate the numbness in his feet. Then he lunged out with a quick rush, his body swaying, heading straight for Casios waist. Perhaps it was because Nino had suddenly attacked, Casio seemed to have no reaction until Nino was very close to him. Nino stomped his feet, concentrating all his strength onto one leg. His dark leg harshly cut through the air, kicking towards Casio. Perfect to test the ultimate move of Gale Chapter Casio suddenly inhaled, his muscles bulging, the entire contour of his right hand abruptly changed to a hint of black. Splitting Stream!!! In an instant, a black line cruelly tore through the air. Crack! The iron leg that was struck by the hand blade let out a crisp sound. Nino let out a painful cry, flying out. He heavily fell to the ground, rolling several times along the arena. An intense pain of muscle and bone tearing spread from his leg throughout the entire brain. His leg was broken! This was a familiar yet alien sensation. Ever since Nino had minor accomplishment in Secret Martial Art, his legs had never been broken. Now he was experiencing that intense pain again. Number Thirteen wins. The referee announced the result. It didnt take a while for several men in white coats from the medical team to come in and lift Nino onto a stretcher. Casio who stepped off the arena glanced at his palm. During the battle just now, he kept his strength below that of a boxing expert the entire time. However, the comprehensive Wind Elephant Combat Art still suppressed the opponent from Iron Bone Fist. The lethal attack just then came from Gale, the first chapter of Wind Elephant Fist, which prioritized speed. It was so fast that others couldnt react. Damage was secondary, even so, it still broke the opponents leg bone. There are four major killing moves in the Wind Elephant Fist. Gale Chapter: Splitting Stream (Hand Knife), Wind Owl (Super Fast Swing Punch). Elephant Herd Chapter: Elephant Roaring Sound (Straight Fist), Wind Elephant Torrent (Swing Punch). These four moves, representing the apex moves of the four basic boxing arts of Wind Elephant Combat Art. To master and use them flexibly, a boxing expert-level physique is needed as support. And now Casio has mastered the two moves of the Gale Chapter, and is currently learning the Elephant Herd Chapter. These two lethal moves have not disappointed him, the burst speed and power of Splitting Stream were astonishing. If it is combined with the Cyan Wind Airflow, then with the acceleration of Aura Explosion. Maybe he could slice a person in half with a single hand knife! Later, Casio encountered another opponent from a small school. This opponent was weaker and only lasted one move. Waiting in his seat, he had to fight four times in this field. Now there were only two opponents left. Not sitting for three minutes, a familiar silhouette walked over from the door. Casio immediately stood up, grinning widely. A rich and domineering aura spread out. Black Crane Stream, Fifth Core, Guro. It really was a narrow path for avengers Hehe At the door, the tall and skinny Guro saw Casio and also laughed coldly. He gestured a snapping motion towards his neck, seemingly reciprocating the act from the morning. Casio was inexplicably excited, his index finger and thumb rubbed against each other slightly, sweat began to exude from his palm. When was the last time he felt this excitement? Seems like it was the time he was besieged by assassins from the Sand Dust Organization in the real world. And in that time, Casio, who believed he was influenced by the Shadow Demon, killed all the enemies. What would Guros fate be? In the meantime, the referee announced that the two of them could start. Group B, Number Thirteen, Number One. Wind Elephant Gate! Black Crane Stream! Once the names of these two schools were announced, the crowd watching beside started getting excited, discussing fervently. Apparently, the fight between core disciples of two major sects of North Flow Country, its appeal and attention, was far beyond comparison with the fight just now. Among the noise, three more people squeezed in from the door. Chapter 79 - 79 079 Waiver (33)_1 ?Chapter 79: 079 Waiver (3/3)_1 Chapter 79: 079 Waiver (3/3)_1 One is a cold man wearing black gloves, who is surprisingly Mendi, the senior disciple of the Black Crane Stream. The other two are both vibrant young girls dressed in distinct blue combat suits. One is in her twenties with exquisite and attractive looks, and a full-bodied figure as curves bloom where they should. Her blue hair tied into a ponytail rested on one shoulder; she is the second core disciple of the Ringing Water Road. As for the other girl, it was Ringing Water Roads genius, Heidi, her teenager innocent face stood out prominently. Senior Sister, whats good to watch here? Lets go watch Big Sisters match, Heidi blinked her eyes, suggested. Heidi, dont underestimate any of the core disciples of the major schools. They are all nearly at the level of master martial artists The second senior sister shook her head, Their strength is likely close to yours, they have rich actual combat experience, watch carefully. In the arena, the two of them who barely differ in height stared at each other, the air around them permeated with a strong scent of tension. Theres nothing worth bragging about beating two minor teams, kid, let me teach you a lesson on modesty. Guro sneered, remembering the incident from yesterday. Be careful, dont let me beat you to death, Im afraid I wont be able to control my hand. Casio clenched his fist, speaking with a gaping mouth. The match begins! At the same time, the referee jumped down from the arena. Under the sun, Casio stretched his neck, and a series of cracking sounds from his skeleton echoed. He calmly said, Dont let me beat you to death. His repetition of the same sentence, however, exuded an intense momentum. Guros mouth curled into a cold smile, just as he was about to retort, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura locking onto him. That feeling was like walking through a forest and suddenly being stared at by a tiger. His heart skipped a beat. Remember, the one who defeated you is Li Wei from Wind Elephant Gate! The moment his words fell, the entire round arena shook sharply. Casios strong silhouette suddenly appeared in front of Guro. Layers of black muscle outline swelled all over his body. Wind Owl! An odd bird call suddenly reverberated through the wind. Casios right hand immediately blurred into a giant shadow. The shadow charged towards Guros head at high speed through the air. sea??h th N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Crane Pull!!! Sensing the intense danger, Guros adrenaline surged, and he forcefully exerted his entire strength to execute the Black Crane Streams killing move. His five fingers gathered together to converge into a point and thrust out like a drill, the surface of his finger shimmered a layer of black light. Ding! Crack crackahh!!! The sounds of collision, bone cracking, and screams merged into one. Guro retreated swiftly with his features twisted, the five fingers of his right hand were stretched out irregularly like chicken claws. The red muscles at the joints burst open, three of his fingernails flipped over, and blood ceaselessly dripped down from his palm. My hand!!! In the midst of intense pain, Guro suddenly held his breath, because a tall silhouette had ghostly appeared in front of him. A whoosh! A huge shadow descended like a mountain, crashing down on him. Guros eyes nearly split apart as he raised his hands to block and support. Boom! The entire arena quivered. Under the sunlight, Guro, trembling, knelt on the ground, his arms still crossing above his head to protect it. He could clearly feel the pain of his forearms fracturing. That terrifying sensation of bone fragments piercing into his muscles. Blood dripped, pitter-patter, from the splits in his muscles onto his face. Guro, stunned by the blow, had just taken a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt an unstoppable force pressing down on him. Inch by inch, stroke by stroke. As heavy and inevitable as a road roller flattening the ground, there was no trace of suspense. He was shaking, as if he could hear the groans of his muscles and bones. Guro seemed to shrink, his spine bending inch by inch, and his head was shaking like sieving bran. He was shocked to see the bloodshot pupils in Casios eyes. Blood acceleration! Boxer! He roared in surrender: I admit defeat! I admit defeat! The overwhelming force from the pressing arm froze for a moment, before finally withdrawing. Casio shook his head without expression, I thought you could resist stubbornly a little longer, stop boasting with such a level For a moment, the entire arena fell into a strange silence. Below, the crowd of spectators was thrown into intense turmoil. They were all core disciples of major schools and ranked fifth. The gap after real combat was so great! In Casios hands, Guro was crushed like a child, only two moves and Guro was forced to surrender. Turns out its a boxer! Mendi, under the arena, squinted his eyes. He didnt glance at the severely injured Guro, but muttered to himself, Wind Elephant Gate actually has three boxers, theyre really lucky. It seems I have to adjust the order On the other side, Heidi dared not look at the arena, Guros bloody body was too terrifying. The Senior Sister beside her patted her shoulder, This is why I want you to watch others matches, its impossible not to get hurt or bleed in a real combat. Youre still too young and havent experienced much actual combat practice. Heidi, every Secret Martial Artist has to overcome this. Senior Sisters beautiful eyes were set on Casio on the stage. But speaking of which, I really didnt expect Wind Elephant Gate to have another boxer! And an 18-year-old one at that! No wonder that guy from the Black Crane Stream was down with just two moves, the gap between a boxer and a non-boxer is simply overwhelming, its normal to have such a crushing effect. That person looks a little scary when he becomes cold. Heidi spoke timidly from the side, stealing a glance at the arena. On the stage, the powerful figure akin to a terrifying sculpture deeply imprinted itself in her still naive heart. That one man On the platform, Guro had been moved down for treatment, leaving only Casio and the referee standing. The referee announced Casios victory, Casio gave a slight nod, then spoke. Lets start the next match right away, dont waste time, I see my opponent His words abruptly halted, the youth who was clearly sitting at the row of rosewood chairs and tables at his right had suddenly disappeared! Was what he saw just now an illusion? Um, contestant number thirteen. Contestant number five had just said to me, he conceded and withdrew, he should have left already The referee maintained a forced smile on his face. Withdrawn? Withdrawn. Then I should leave. Casio jumped off the arena and headed for the exit. Without an opponent, saving time was also a good thing. As he walked by, the crowd blocking the entrance moved fearfully to both sides, clearing a path. Five minutes later, guided by the staff, Casio headed towards another distant arena. That was the fighting ground of senior brother Moses, Casio was just bored and wanted to watch. As soon as he squeezed into the crowd and saw the situation before him, a weird smile appeared on his face, Senior Brother Three against Senior Brother Four This jinx mouth, it really hit the mark! Chapter 80 - 80 080 Exception (Ask for reading tomorrow)_1 ?Chapter 80: 080 Exception (Ask for reading tomorrow)_1 Chapter 80: 080 Exception (Ask for reading tomorrow)_1 In the arena, one was tall and another was short; one was muscular and the other was thin. The two figures stand opposed to each other, a subtle atmosphere gradually spreading between them. Stupid Bulldog, didnt think wed run into each other The pleasant sound of Lanxis voice echoed from his thin lips. Damn Sissy, I really didnt expect to run into you in the second round. Moses grinned, his tone just as confrontational. Well, how about we try each other out? Lanxi tilted his head slightly. Ive been looking forward to it. Its been months since we last sparred at that banquet. Ive made a lot of progress, I hope you wont disappoint me. Moses puffed out his chest, making himself look even bigger. Funny, Ive made significant progress too. I hope you wont cry under my Hand Knife. Lanxi slowly lifted his right hand. Upon hearing this, Moses inwardly sneered. Made a lot of progress? Even if he did, could he break through the bottleneck and become a Fist Master?! That was a hurdle not easily overcome. Moses himself relied on the effects of Fire Oil to get through such a hurdle. He didnt believe Lanxi could be that lucky. A Fist Master dealing with a non-Fist Master fighter was like a father fighting his son. Even if Moses stood motionless, Lanxi wouldnt be able to break his defense! Sarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Hmm, make sure you dont cry. I dont fancy seeing a man in tears. Moses shrugged. Upon hearing Moses words, Lanxi scoffed inwardly. Moses was indeed tough to crack. Before reaching his current level, Lanxi could hardly hurt him even if he gave his all. But, nowwith accelerated blood flow, his physical damage would multiply greatly. Fighting Moses would be like an adult playing around with a kid, wouldnt it? At this moment, Casio managed to squeeze to the front of the crowd. The yet-to-start match between Moses and Lanxi on the platform grabbed his attention. Moses turned his head and gave Casio a smile, revealing all his clean white teeth. Casio, watch how I defeat this sissy. Next to him, Lanxi nodded and winked at Casio with his attractive left eye. Beating this Bulldog wouldnt mean much unless there was an informed audience around! Down below, Casio, who felt the zeal from both sides, forced a smile on his face. He swallowed, their skills were fairly equal before they broke through. One having sturdy and thick skin, the other being nimble and elusive. Casio didnt think the result would be different, even with the breakthrough to Fist Master realm. It would probably be a draw, most likely. If by the end of their match, they discovered each others hidden strength, they wouldnt come to him for answers, would they? Start the match! The referee jumped off the arena. Immediately, two auras collided. One was sharp and agile, the other was as solid and heavy as a mountain. The two stood off against each other. Both displayed a standard posture of Wind Elephant Combat Style. Suddenly, Lanxi took a step forward. His body disappeared from his original spot instantly. The blurry silhouette of his body crossed over, appearing beside Moses. His hand swung down like an iron bar. So what if I withstand one attack?! Moses took a deep breath, inhaling so much air that it formed a white whirlwind at the tip of his nose. He opened his arms wide and his clothes exploded with a bang. His exaggerated black muscles bulged and the green veins spread like branches under his muscles. Thud! The hand knifes quickly slashed at the hard muscles. The muscles trembled slightly, absorbing all the impact force. Moses threw a punch at the same time. Lanxi quickly slid behind him and landed a quick kidney punch! Mosess figure wavered slightly. He counterattacked with a heavy hammer strike. Lanxi blocked the strike with both hands and swiftly retreated to create some distance. Your defenses really are sturdy. It seems Ill have to get serious. Lanxi took up his fighting stance again and squinted his eyes. I will finish you off with one strike! Moses grinned widely, suddenly launching an attack. The arena vibrated as he advanced like a tank, crushing everything in his path. As for Lanxi, he stepped aside and swiftly danced around Moses to launch quick attacks. Over and over, his hand knifed hit the muscles with a thud. I see an opportunity! Mosess eyes widened sharply. Wind Owl! He swiftly threw a fierce punch. Splitting Stream! Lanxis eyes turned red, and he slashed his hand blade downwards at an angle. Thud!!! After a muffled sound, both of them lifted their heads and looked at each other. Up close, they could see the redness in each others eyes, a sure sign that they were using accelerated blood flow. You! You! Damn! Damn! The reactions of both parties were surprisingly synchronized. I dont believe it! x2 They almost simultaneously lunged at each other, fists and feet colliding frequently. One of them was elegant and graceful, his hands continuously swinging and slashing like a graceful dancing woman. The other stood tall and upright, launching his attacks calmly and steadily. They were quite like a pair of dance partners in a ballroom dance. After the dance, Mosess face distorted, his muscles reddened and swollen, while Lanxi was panting heavily, soaked in sweat. Yet, there was still no clear victory or defeat. In the end, the referee could only declare the match a draw. When did you breakthrough to Fist Master level? I was about to ask you the same thing! Moses and Lanxi started bickering while they walked off the platform and moved towards the direction where Casio was. Casio tugged a bit at the corner of his mouth, pondering over how to handle the situation. Suddenly, a shiver ran through his heart, as if a beast was targeting him. He turned his head sharply, quickly scanning his surroundings. In the shadows of the crowded crowd, it seemed as if a pair of blood-red eyes were fixed on him, emanating an inexplicable sense of greed and evil. That feeling That feeling was just like the first time he encountered the Shadow Demon. It was eerie, trembling, with an inherent sense of fear. Casios body stiffened in place, but in the blink of an eye, the feeling of being enveloped in danger vanished. Everything was as calm as before, as if nothing had happened. Casio took a deep breath, his gaze still fluttering around but finding nothing unusual. Ever since being parasitized by the Shadow Demon, Casio had been keenly aware of subtle changes around him. Hostile stare, killing intentthey could all be captured by Casio. Therefore, the possibility of whats been happening as illusion was extremely low Li Wei, whats wrong? Noticed that Casio looked pale, Moses, who had just arrived, asked concernedly. Lanxi also hurried over. Young Master, are you tired from the fight in the arena? You can tell the Big Master, and take a rest in your room. I am indeed a little tired. Ill let Big Master know later. Casio responded while covering his forehead. Ten minutes later, on the cobblestone road within the Manor. A tall silhouette was seen heading towards the resting building. Chapter 81 - 81 081 Five Boxers (Request for Reading Tomorrow)_1 ?Chapter 81: 081 Five Boxers (Request for Reading Tomorrow)_1 Chapter 81: 081 Five Boxers (Request for Reading Tomorrow)_1 Halfway through, Casio took a break on a bench next to the artificial lake. He chatted with a few people who were playing golf. Afterwards, he went back to the resting area where Wind Elephant Gate residencies are located. It was the first white building behind the manor, where Casio and other Core Disciples lived on the third floor. He took a cold shower in the bathroom, then pulled up a chair and sat on the arched balcony. The afternoon sun was still strong at three oclock, making the ceramic tiles on the balcony surface shimmer with white light. Casio laid on the chair, his gaze extending beyond the pure white enclosure wall in the distance. To the left was a large expanse of green grassland, and further away, vast yellow fields. To the right was a vast lush green woods. The warm sunlight hit his body. Casio glanced at the clear blue sky, and his mood inexplicably improved a lot. The once restless heart also stabilized. Once he calmed down, Casio started thinking about the fleeting sense of crisis he had just experienced. He immediately linked this sense of crisis with the Sect Destruction War of the Wind Elephant Gate. Although there was no obvious evidence, his intuition told Casio that these two were most likely related. He touched his temples, trying his best to recall the vague memories of Li Wei in search of specific information about the Sect Destruction War. Unfortunately, Li Wei back then was nothing more than a novice. His strength was mediocre, with a certain gap from the Core Disciples. He was brought along to East Sea County as a spectator disciple, mainly to gain some exposure. Most of the vague fragments of memories were about frantic running, just running, running, and running. The only piece of information related to the enemy was the moment the Sect was ambushed, a large group of tall figures in black cloaks rushing from both sides. Such a hassle Casio helplessly tapped his forehead. All information about the enemy was unknown, be it appearance, strength, or identity. The only thing known was that they were relatively tall, which was of no use. The only option now was to proceed with caution. Time passed quickly, and night fell. What?! Little Junior Brother, youve become a Fist master too? Lanxi almost spat out the Rain Landscape Tea in his mouth. Damn it! Doesnt that mean we have five Fist masters in our sect now! He stood up suddenly, in the room now were three people. Casio, Lanxi, and Moses. Heige and Jadis, as the first and second Senior siblings, were still at the banquet, communicating with other Core Disciples from various Secret Martial Art Schools. Indeed. Moses, sitting next to him, rubbed his chin. But then, he slapped the table and said discontentedly, How did you manage to breakthrough to become a Fist master again? I only barely managed to do so with luck, the same with our Junior Brother. I had originally planned to hide this information to mess with you. But I didnt expect that wed end up at a tie. Heh. Lanxi let out a cold laugh: Just like what you said, Bulldog. Its about luck. Luck that cant be stopped when it comes. I had my breakthrough on the same day when the banquet ended. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. His delicate green strands of hair swayed, his slender eyes staring at Casio, That reminds me, didnt our Junior Brother have his breakthrough around the same time as me? And the two of you were hiding it from me? Casio coughed awkwardly, about to speak. Unexpectedly, the pig teammate Moses had already snapped his fingers and looked rather impressed: Thats right, unfortunately, you had a breakthrough too Huh~ He even let out a sigh of regret, as if he was greatly disappointed for not being able to beat up Lanxi. Hehe Lanxi chuckled: Then, Bulldog, did you know that our Junior Brother suspected that I had become a Fist master during our time at Wind Elephant Martial Arts Hall, didnt he tell you? Hm? Moses raised his eyebrow, the tall figure stood up and flopped down beside Casio. Then, his calloused hand rested on Casios back, asking in a gentle tone. Is this true, Junior Brother? Er Senior Brother, would you believe me if I said no? Hehe, what do you think? Twenty minutes later, Casio was lying on the sofa. Under the menace of his two Senior Brothers, he had to agree to their compensation. He would have 20 sparring sessions with Fourth Senior Brother Moses, and help Third Senior Brother Lanxi to get the formula of Rain Landscape Tea from the organizers. That said, this pair of joyous enemies, who usually opposed each other, started to make a disgraceful deal when it came to this point. It was indeed a headache. Twenty minutes later, the first Senior Brother and second Senior Sister returned. The same reaction as Third Senior Brother Lanxi. Even more so, the surprise was even greater. After all, without their notice, their three Junior Brothers had all become Fist masters. Their ordinary team had suddenly transformed into a dream team? No weaklings, all powerhouses! Heige was even more aware of the significance of five Fist masters. Like the four top-notch third-rate Sects in the North Flow Country, most of them were teams composed of five Core Disciples, among them, two were Fist masters. For example, the Golden Rock Fist, the Black Crane Stream, and the former Wind Elephant Gate. Only the Ringing Water Road had a team with three Fist masters. If we broaden this scope to the entire eastern region, the number of young Fist masters from the top-notch second-rate schools that Lanxi had seen was no more than five. And even regular second-rate schools cant make up five people. Now, the Wind Elephant Gates team is participating in North Flow Countrys tournament, it would be like throwing a wolf into a herd of sheep. The second-rate top-notch level bullying a bunch of third-rate and inferior ones. Bullying people by crossing a grade, it was killing. Heige could already imagine the other three schools collectively collapsing Hehe. Lanxi laughed. Hehe. Moses also laughed. Snap! Casio snapped his fingers. He was already itching to play with the Black Crane Stream. Time passed quickly and the second day arrived. Today was the same as the first day, the Points Race in the morning, and the individual competition in the afternoon. During the Points Race in the morning, Casio could distinctly feel that many more people were looking at him. Despite not being on stage, quite a few people were looking in his direction, most likely due to the news from yesterdays individual competition. However, peoples view towards Moses and Lanxi had remained the same as before. This was because among those who watched the fight yesterday, there were no Fist masters, and they couldnt see the two mens real power from their intense fight. In contrast, Casio happened to encounter Mendi, the Senior Brother of the Black Crane Stream, and the second Senior Sister of the Ringing Water Road was exposed. At this moment, other Sects of the same level as the Wind Elephant Gate should know that the Wind Elephant Gate has three Fist masters. However, its not just three, but five! All of them! A day passed, and the Wind Elephant Gate didnt encounter any strong enemies today. However, on the third day of the competition, close to noon during the 11th Points Race. The referee stepped onto the arena, announcing the next competitors. The match begins, number nine! Number thirteen! Wind Elephant Gate against the Black Crane Stream! Chapter 82 - 82 082 Various Skills this is the atmosphere of the ?Chapter 82: 082 Various Skills, this is the atmosphere of the azure wind_1 Chapter 82: 082 Various Skills, this is the atmosphere of the azure wind_1 Im on. Casios towering figure rose. Opposite him, a blond youth from Black Crane Stream briskly walked over. This guy was muscular and fit with an evenly proportioned body type, which suggested he wouldnt be easy to handle. As the two were about to ascend the stage, a team appeared at the warehouse entrance. Leading them was a blue-uniformed guide, followed by the ensuing personnel of Wind Elephant Gate. Once the North Flow Countrys exchange matches ended, all the qualified teams to participate in the six-county league competition wouldnt leave Northern Flow City for their schools headquarters. Instead, they would head directly to East Sea County by train. Therefore, disciples and masters from all schools, eager to make their mark at East Sea County, had to come to Northern Flow City by train and wait. Cough, cough, is that Little Wei? In the team, a slightly thin figure glanced towards the arena and immediately spotted Casio, who had just gone on stage. Boosting herself up on her toes, she quickly confirmed that it was indeed her disciple. The team moved on and reached the Wind Elephant Gates designated area. Thats Senior Sister Lixia Senior Sister Lixia, over here! In the relaxation area of the core disciples, Moses, who had several encounters with Lixia, waved his hand. In the Secret Martial Art school, regardless of gender, all masters of the same generation were commonly addressed as Senior Uncle. Lixia recognized this Core Disciple who often came to spar with Casio. She promptly walked over and sat down on a wooden chair. Senior Sister Lanxi and Jadis also called out to Senior Sister, but Heige didnt. As the eldest disciple of the school, he was a rank higher. Technically, he could only call her Senior Sister, but that would be somewhat awkward. It was better not to address her at all and treat each other as equals. Lixia nodded with a smile and asked, Did Little Wei just get on stage? Who are we against from Wind Elephant Gate this time? Yes, the referee had just announced the start. Little Weis opponent this time should be Semir, the second Core Disciple of Black Crane Stream. Both are at the Pugilist level, this should be an exciting match. Moses took a sip of tea, his face portraying the anticipation of a spectator. He didnt just enjoy fighting and getting beat up. He also took pleasure in watching two masters brawl. Hmm. Lixia nodded, her gaze moving towards the arena not far away. Black Crane Stream, Semir. The blond youth proclaimed his name and sect respectively. His powerful, stalwart arms were slightly drooping. His skin was covered with a large area of confusing black patterns. His fingers were long and strong, each joint exceptionally thick, and white light vaguely shone from his fingertips. The Cranes hand from Black Crane Stream Casio made a mental note: Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei. His stance was ready in a flash, his robust arms vertically spreading on both sides. One foot stepped forward, and the other firmly planted behind. Begin! No sooner had the referee finished speaking than he hopped off the stage. He certainly didnt want to get caught in the crossfire of two Pugilists. Thump, thump, thump.. Semir launched the first attack, moving quickly towards Casio, and fiercely sliced through the air towards Casios side with his right hand. Hiss! The swiftly fired fist collided with the hand knife. They both felt a numbness in their hands and quickly retreated. Casios back foot stamped on the ground, launching him quickly in the opposite direction. His arms were positioned to punch, muscles bouncing in his shoulders. He took up his stance preparing for rapid punches. Boom, boom, boom..boom, boom, boom Semir waved his hands, and his powerful arms continuously clashed with Casios, creating a flurry of blurry punch shadows between them. Moon Crane Knife! Semir took a slipping step and suddenly appeared at the side, his arm that was akin to a steel knife instantaneously cut through the air, the white phantom glinting made it appear like a haze under the dark clouds. Splitting Stream! Casio swiftly turned, his hand-knife swooping. Thud! The exceedingly swift and powerful sword strokes clashed together, the muscles on both their arms visibly rippled like waves. The fabric from their wrists to upper arms shattered. With a low hum, Casios left hand suddenly struck out. His muscular arm, like a black python hunting its prey. Unexpectedly, Semirs other arm descended like an iron bar. Using his strength to push, he pushed away the pythons tusks. In return, he also charged forwards with his body. His knee sprang up like a spring, with a whoosh, it surged forward like a shell. Casio reflexively pressed down with one palm, simultaneously thrusting his right elbow forward, striking it like a hammer onto Semirs left shoulder. Semirs shoulder went numb, the hand-knife that he intended to chop down skewed and failed to hit the target as he wished. Thud! Arms collided. Both of them staggered backward several steps. Semir stretched the slightly sore left shoulder front and back, while Casio was continuously loosening and tightening his numb and aching fists. As expected, boxers are not easy to deal with. Casios heart slightly tensed, but his vision suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure. In the area where the Wind Elephant Gate was located, Teacher Lixia was sitting next to a few senior brothers, quietly smiling as she looked towards the arena. Its never a good habit to be distracted during a battle! Semir charged over in an instant, fists, hand-knife, elbows, knees, assaulting like a violent storm. Blood threads were congealing in his eyeballs, apparently triggering blood acceleration ability. You will be my first test subject under the power of the Azure Wind Currents! Casios face was as rigid as iron, a beat within his heart pumped. Hot, sticky blood flooded his body all of a sudden. A wave of formidable strength surged like ocean waves. Blood accelerationAzure Wind Currents! The powerful feet swept against the ground, the sturdy canvas shoes directly exploded. Casio channeled his entire body into a gray shadow that crashed over rapidly, the fists eerily shrieking like a bird, fast as lightning. Semirs pupils contracted, hastily propped a hand upward. But the moment his hand came into contact with the fist, whirling air waves cut open his palm in all directions, instantly spilling blood. The unimpeded iron fist, still like an iron bar wielding violent winds, hammered Semirs shoulder intensely. Ah! Semir screamed, losing his balance and falling straight off the arena. He climbed up, looking up. His face was pale, forehead full like cold sweat. On his left shoulder, a bloody fist mark was exposed in the air. The skin had been worn away, exposing the bright red muscles beneath. Bloody followed the edges, wetting his clothes ceaselessly. Thank you for the match. Casio nodded his head by the edge of the platform. What kind of move was that? Semir gasped. Telling you its name wouldnt hurt its called Azure Wind Currents. Casio gently spread his fingers, a rotating air current instantly shook off the blood that had stained his skin. His right hand washed clean again, loosely hung by his side. At this moment, the referee who had climbed onto the arena announced the outcome of the match. The winner is, Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei! Sear?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Chapter 83 - 83 083 Piercing Black Crane Stream (Seeking to Continue ?Chapter 83: 083 Piercing Black Crane Stream (Seeking to Continue Reading)_1 Chapter 83: 083 Piercing Black Crane Stream (Seeking to Continue Reading)_1 On the arena, Casios gaze met Lixias. Only after a moment did he turn back, looking at his next opponent. There were only two martial artists in the Black Crane Stream, one was just defeated by Casio, and the other was Mendi, their trump card. Hence, all the opponents he faced now were just normal disciples. This was no different from a wolf among sheep. Despite Casios considerable energy consumption, he easily took down two opponents. He could have continued fighting, but considering that Moses was the second to enter the field on behalf of Wind Elephant Gate, he figured hed better leave one for him, or else hed likely be scolded again. Thats why Casio simply raised his hand to signal his concession after defeating the third opponent and walked off the stage after the referee announced. Little junior brother, you finally stepped down. At least left two for your senior brother. Moses said as he took off his coat and tossed it onto his seat. Keep boasting. As if I left two for you. Think you can beat Mendi? Wear him down a bit and watch me do my thing, Lanxi said, crossing his arms and taunting from the side. Hmph. Moses coldly snorted, walking onto the stage. In the rest area, Casio walked over and sat next to his master, Lixia. He asked, Why are you here, master? Why cant I come? Lixia gave him a sidelong glance. The Gate is planning to take some elite disciples to East Sea County to experience the world and broaden their horizons. They need martial artists to accompany them, so I thought its better to get moving than to die within the Wind Elephant Gate. Its also a good opportunity to see my good disciple show his prowess. Lixia playfully patted Casios shoulder, her tone as light as ever as if the word die was already destiny for her and held no particular meaning. Casio opened his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words. After quite some time he finally said, Master, youve lost weight Youre not good at comforting others, stop with these cheesy words. As long as I can see your secret martial arts improving, Im very happy. Actual results in front of me are much more convincing than sweet talk. For the first time, Lixia reached out and ruffled Casios hair. Sarch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio made no effort to avoid it. What you did just now was good, mastering the Wind Elephant secret arts should be done in actual combat. One of the best ways to perfect this imperfect skill is to improve it through repeated actual combat. When I created the Wind Elephant secret arts, my original intention wasnt to use it as a hidden card, but as a regular method. But its not perfected yet and consumes too much energy. There was obvious regret in Lixias tone. She was originally a genius with extremely high comprehension and bone talents, but her talent was cut short, her foundations damaged, and she had no ability to perfect the last three stages of the Wind Elephant secret arts. Thats why Lixia took Casio as a disciple, treating Casio as family, even giving him the Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment to take. Once a teacher, always a parent, and this was not a joke. Especially when that teacher is suffering from a terminal disease and has an unfulfilled martial arts dream. The only person she could count on was her disciple, and fortunately, Casio gave her hope. Enough chit chat, lets watch the match. Lixia and Casio turned their attention back to the arena. As expected, there was no suspense. It was like Moses was playing with the Black Crane Streams core disciples, like a father scolding his child, with one flick of his large hand he easily crushed his opponent. A martial artist at the human limit was toyed with by Moses. This obvious gap in power made the crowd understand that the Wind Elephant Gates fourth core, Moses, has also broken through the human limit! There were four martial artists in the Wind Elephant Gate! This was too outrageous; it was the level of a second-tier school. Suddenly, discussion broke out in the whole match venue. All kinds of gazes swept over to where the Wind Elephant Gate was restingsurprise, envy, fear, and hatred. On the stage, the youth who had been toyed with stumbled down. Mendi quickly marched onto the stage, his complexion ashen. His slightly pale face held a sullen air, his eyes were fixed on Moses, while he took off his gloves he said, I will show you that there are differences even among martial artists! Immediately, a pair of arms wrapped in white bandages were exposed to the air, the intense presence instantly locking onto Moses. Moses, however, seemed quite at ease, blowing a whistle, and with a dismissive hook of his right hand, indicated he didnt care if Mendi had the guts to come at him. He did this not out of true contempt, but to incite Mendis anger. Moses knew he hadnt been a martial artist for long and was likely no match for Mendi. But as a severe and resilient adversary at the same level, he could drain the others strength and then let Sissy deal with him. Moses looked like a simple-minded bear on the outside, but was quite cunning on the inside. As expected, he showed this in the following fight. He tangled with Mendi with his strong physique, yet he wasnt mindlessly aggressive. Finally, when both were somewhat out of breath, Moses calmly raised his hand to concede defeat. The top half of his body was already naked due to his clothes being torn during the fight. He walked off the stage, his robust body covered with scratches that were bleeding. But he didnt seem to be in much pain, in fact, he seemed to be quite enjoying it. The golden sunlight shone on Moses upper body, making him look like a sculpture of muscles and strength. Back in the rest area, Moses raised an eyebrow at Lanxi. Its your turn now. Having worn Mendi down to this state, you better not still have trouble dealing with him, he flexed the muscles of his right arm. Rest assured, leave it to me to deal with him. Theres no need to bother our second senior sister. Lanxi rose with elegance after taking a sip of black tea from the white porcelain cup, leaving Moses as she walked past. As she went past, she poked the wound with her fingertip. Hey! Moses winced and turned his head feeling the pain. Hmph, Im not going to argue with a woman. He shook his head, crossed his arms and sat down. Five minutes later, all the secret martial art personnel were silently watching the stage, eerily quiet. Even those watching the common disciples matches on the other side turned their heads this way. Under the sunlight, Lanxi, panting hard, raised his right hand. Victory goes to, Wind Elephant Gate, Lanxi! The referee on the side jumped onto the stage and shouted loudly. A team of medical personnel dressed in white uniforms rushed up with stretchers, carrying off the unconscious Mendi. The rapid influx of blood wasnt without side effects; intense fatigue would inevitably follow the wear-off of that momentous power. If Mendi had to fight both at the same time, maybe he could burst with energy in a brief moment to defeat both Lanxi and Moses. But in this tug of war, first fighting Moses then Lanxi, One is thick-skinned, the other agile, it was simply life-threatening and the energy expended was not small at all. Therefore, in the end, Mendi still lost, beaten by the third one. Wind Elephant Gate: Black Crane Stream. 5:2. Chapter 84 - 84 084 Wind Elephant Rising (Please Follow)_1 ?Chapter 84: 084 Wind Elephant Rising (Please Follow)_1 Chapter 84: 084 Wind Elephant Rising (Please Follow)_1 Five martial artists One after another, theyre emerging like spring bamboo after the rainCcould it be a turn of luck for the Wind Elephant Gate to rise? How do they have so many talents? Now, even if a martial artist pops up from the ordinary elite disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate, theyd believe it! Theres a saying thats true, if there are no accidents, the Wind Elephant Gate, which has taken control of a large field of orchid heart grass, will inevitably rise. Becoming a second-rate secret martial sect is just a matter of time. However, the fact that they have five martial artists in one formation has nothing to do with this, its a result of lots of coincidences colliding together. Perhaps after the Wind Elephant Gate rises to become a second-rate secret martial sect, they wont be able to come up with such a luxurious formation for several generationsCthis depends on their luck. This time the Wind Elephant Gate is sure to win in the North Flow Country exchange competition! Five monsters who have broken through the human limit, theres no suspense anymore. Its feared that the only way is to combine the three martial artists of the Ringing Water Road and the two martial artists of the Golden Rock Fist together, to make a team that has qualifications to compete with the team of the Wind Elephant Gate. Otherwise, the gap is too big Have you noticed? That youngest core disciple of the Wind Elephant Gate is only eighteen years old this year! Its too abnormal, hes surpassed the human limit already. Its even more abnormal than that little girl from Ringing Water Road. Yes, not only that. The third, Lanxi, and the fourth, Moses, are both under twenty-five years old, really young. Compared to me, the old man, Im simply a waste. Damn it, Im twenty-nine years old, and I still havent reached the first stage of the secret martial realm. The whole competition venue was filled with noise for a while, all sorts of people saying all sorts of things. Most of them showed tones of admiration and shock, and right now the Wind Elephant Gate was extremely dazzling. On the other side of the arena, many elite disciples from the Wind Elephant Gate were standing tall, with an expression of pride on their faces. Even many of the old boxing instructors who led the teams were laughing cheekily and talking to old friends from other schools, with a very proud look. Probably, they were saying: Did you see? These are the talented disciples of my Wind Elephant Gate! This is our Wind Elephant Gate! Meanwhile, the three accompanying elders were looking at the disciple resting area with confused expressions. They werent sure what was going on as wellCwerent there only two martial artists in their team? How come the martial artists started popping up like ground rats one by one? First it was Li Wei, then Moses, and finally Lanxi It confused these elder completely, it wouldnt really cause a few martial artists to pop up from the elite disciples, right? When was the Wind Elephant Gate at the peak of the second-class sects? Good! Igor, you guys at the Wind Elephant Gate really kept it a secret! Having five martial artists in one team, you guys sure know how to train disciples! A bald old head in a blue combat suit laughed and said, it was the Seventh Elder of Ringing Water Road. Uhyes, it was those boys who were ambitious. The Third Elder of the Wind Elephant Gate, a white-haired Igor, was very happy, but he was still slightly confused and had not yet come to his senses. Thats too modest, being great means being great, theres no need to push it away. We at Ringing Water Road are also very envious, why dont we exchange teaching experiences between our sects when we have time? The bald old head was enthusiastically patting Igors back. What Im saying is the truth! It was indeed the efforts of those boys. As an elder, Im still confused even now. Igor was silently spitting out in his heart, but he couldnt say it that way, he could only nod: When we have time when we have time Huh, its just lucky. A sour voice interrupted from the side, Igor turned his head to look and indeed, it was an elder in black from the Black Crane Stream. He was not happy at that time, regardless of confusion or modesty. But if you speak of the Wind Elephant Gates promising disciples like that, deeming their efforts as luck, Igor will definitely be the first to disagree! He fought back on the spot. Oh! I was wondering who that person who couldnt eat grapes and said grapes were sour was. It turned out to be Elder Dale from the Black Crane Stream, who got humiliated by my Wind Elephant Gate disciples all the way through, turning from the Black Crane Stream into the Black Chicken Stream. I wonder if your eldest disciple, Mendi, has woken up yet? Oh right, theres also Semir who was knocked down. Igor directly launched a fierce attack, bringing back the victorious facts from just ending. Listening to these words, Dales face turned red with anger, for martial artists, victory and defeat are the most persuasive things. If they have a disagreement, its not about arguments, but fights. The winner is always more persuasive. The fist will always be greater than the mouth! But losing his face, Dale still insisted reluctantly. That, thats just you guys being lucky. Right right right, that five to two points luck. I said, its just luck! sea??h th N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Right, thats five to two. Luck Five to two In the end, Dales face turned from green to white due to the mockery. All he can do now is to curse the Wind Elephant Gate in the next match and hope theyll lose badly! But the fact will be completely opposite to what Dale wants. The Wind Elephant Gate advances triumphantly, sweeping through all obstacles. There is no one in the points race that can match the fully fired Wind Elephant Gate. Golden Rock Fist, Ringing Water Road were defeated by a score of five to two, five to three, not to mention the rest. In the individual match, the Wind Elephant Gate also achieved significant results. After all, they have five martial artists, which is twice the base number of other major sects. In the end, Heige ranked second in the individual matches, Jadis fourth, Moses eighth, Casio ninth, and Lanxi tenth. The points they won were the most. Combining the two, together with the not-so-bad results of the elite disciples, the Wind Elephant Gate went straight to the top. The Ringing Water Road, which used to be a bit better, was left behind. On the sixth day of the competition, the Gate Master Belon of the Wind Elephant Gate who had been busy arrived at the competition venue. He was immediately stunned by the enthusiastic attitude of other sects, and a continuous stream of compliments for the core disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate flooded him. What they said was about their exceptional talents, the Wind Elephant Gate going against the tide of luck, and the Wind Elephant Gates rich teaching experience. In short, it was a whole lot of words that Belon didnt quite understand. He understood going against the tide of luck, but could it be that the location of the Orchid Heart Grass, which had been hidden for half a year, was eventually revealed and known to others? In the end, Belon excused himself to go to the toilet to get away, and asked Elder Igor in detail, only then did he understand the whole story. Good, those flattering words of praise werent exaggerated at all! It seems my Wind Elephant Gate really is going against the tide of luck, long live Wind Elephant! So, at the evening banquet that day, Belon honestly became the protagonist of the banquet for once, constantly toasting with others. With the look of an early prepared and calculated Gate Master. Seeing his calm demeanor, the elders of other sects thought more of this as the reason for the Wind Elephant Gates unbeatable teaching experience. They immediately stepped forward and requested to exchange learning experiences, and Belon agreed to all of them. This was a good opportunity to raise the sects status. Meanwhile, at the residence of the Wind Elephant Gates core disciples. A small birthday party with only six people started. The protagonist of the night was Lixia. Chapter 85 - 85 085 Actual Combat is the Best Teacher_1 ?Chapter 85: 085 Actual Combat is the Best Teacher_1 Chapter 85: 085 Actual Combat is the Best Teacher_1 The unpretentious reception room was periodically illuminated by candlelight. The soft light of the moon shone in through the large arch windows, glancing off the dark green silk curtains and casting a warm glow on the cake positioned on the mahogany table. Lixia was smiling faintly, her eyes fixed on the five people sitting around the table. The five core disciples of the Wind Elephant Gate were now playing the roles of her beloved friends and family, bestowing their blessings on her. People of this era believed that the soul was most susceptible to demonic invasion on ones birthday. Therefore, on this special day, friends and family would gather to offer their blessings, along with a cake, to bring good luck and ward off evil spirits. I didnt expect you to remember my birthday Finally, Lixias gaze landed on Casio. I asked the master about it, it was he who told me. Casio answered this question earnestly and straightforwardly. Ha ha ha, Lixia laughed, tapping her forehead. Dont talk like that in the future, otherwise, no girl will like you. But regardless Lixia got up from the redwood chair and extended her hands to give Casio a hug. Thank you, my disciple, Li Wei. In the following hours, the atmosphere at the small birthday party was lively. Thanks to Lanxi and Moses, eternal rivals and sources of entertainment, the living room was frequently filled with laughter. Casio displayed his gift, a delicate ladies pocket watch, to Lixia. She seemed very pleased. Sarch* The N?vel(F)ire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Hmm, this time you have a good taste for gifts, I really like this pocket watch. Lixia played with the delicate watch cover in her hands. Im glad you like it. Of course, Casio did not pick the gift himself, but instead sought the help of his taste-discerning senior brother, Lanxi. The decision to give a pocket watch was made from the beginning, as Lixia had once given him a pocket watch of special significance. In the end, Lixia celebrated a rather perfect 40th birthday. Although the master was not there, at least the disciple was present, wasnt he? The exchange contest in the North Flow Country came to an end the following day. There wasnt much to be said; it was almost identical to the opening ceremony with some people dancing in the theater. As this was the first time that the exchange contest was held, neither the delegation from the East Sea County nor the local martial arts schools had any experience. So, despite being simple, it was appreciated by everybody. Finally, around three in the afternoon, the exchange contest of the North Flow Country officially ended. All the small sects that were eliminated and no longer had a chance to compete left and returned to their homes. The four major schools of the North Flow County, however, did not leave. They intended to stay here for a few more nights. Some would stay for a day or two while others would stay for five or six days before boarding the train to East Sea County. The Wind Elephant Gate was lucky. They only had to stay two more nights in the manor before the organizers informed them that they could board the train tomorrow morning. Several carriages would carry them all away. During this period, Casio certainly was not idle. Lixia was there to guide him in practicing his boxing method, the Elephant Group Fist. In fact, it was not necessary for Casio to receive any more instructions to attain the realm of a boxer, which would push him beyond his physical limit. He could practice the Elephant Herd Chapter following the same path as the Gale Chapter. The learning path of the Wind Elephant Fist is inherited in just one line. For instance, Jadis and Heige, who became boxers early on, didnt need much instruction from their teacher. What they needed the most was constant seclusion and actual combat. One was for enduring physical training accumulated over time and the other was for expanding their knowledge and combat skills. So, after two days of instruction, Lixia, with a hint of frustration, looked at her disciple, Youve already learned all the foundational parts of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. Ive taught you all that I can. What you need to do next is to apply what youve learned flexibly and follow the path of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art all the way to its limit. But master, I still have many doubts. Then you should go for actual combat. Your opponent will always be your best teacher. I cant accompany you for much longer, you need a new master The next day, a light rain began to fall early in the morning, enveloping the world in a gray and damp spring. The sky of Northern Flow City was also dark. It was like the ceiling of an old house covered with spiderwebs, everything looked extremely old and gloomy. Thump! A large hand opened the gray newspaper. The freshly printed Northern Flow City Daily still carried a strong smell of ink. Federation Calendar 99th Year, April 15th, rainy day. The newspaper corner contained a small font. Damn, its been raining for three days and isnt stopping. Moses, who was slightly annoyed, snapped the newspaper shut. He preferred sunny weather and disliked the cloudy softness of rainy days. That made him feel rusty and stiff in his joints. Sunny weather makes it too hot, a little rain to cool things off is nice. Lanxi, sitting next to him, obviously enjoyed rainy weather. Yes, it was nice in the beginning, but its been three days! Lanxi and Moses looked as though they were about to start arguing again. Casio interrupted, Lets eat breakfast. In an hour, we need to catch the train to the train station in the western suburbs. He looked up at the sky. The gray clouds piled up overhead resembled the flaked tiles of a roof. Turning his head back, Casio bit into a slice of bread fried to a crispy, delicious finish, then picked up the white porcelain cup filled with hot milk. It must be said that the food and drink provided in the manor were excellent, far superior to the offerings of the Wind Elephant Gate cafeteria and Oak City. After all, Northern Flow City was the central city of North Flow County Click. The wooden door of the living room was suddenly opened. Heige, who was about to close his umbrella, stamped his foot on the outside carpet, causing water droplets to fall from his black boots. Senior Brother. Well, you guys seem to be enjoying breakfast. Did you save some for me? He put down the umbrella outside and strode into the room. Yes, we saved some, Casio pushed a white plate and a porcelain cup filled with breakfast staples: pan-fried bread, sausages, buttered eggs, and so on. Hey, at least you have a conscience, despite me running an errand for you early in the morning. Heige chuckled, quickly taking a seat at the mahogany table and reaching for the knife and fork to start his breakfast. Thank you, senior brother. My master is not in good health, making a seven to eight day continuous train journey to the East Sea County is unsuitable for her. As Casio spoke, he pushed over a porcelain plate filled with sausage flavored with sauce. This dish remained untouched and still warm from when it was first served. He knew that Heiges favorite delicacy was Terk-style grilled sausages. Chapter 86 - 86 086 Enemy Attack_1 ?Chapter 86: 086 Enemy Attack_1 Chapter 86: 086 Enemy Attack_1 Oh, theres no need for thanks. It was no big deal. Heige shook his head and immediately took a sip of the hot milk. On the other side, Casio felt as if a weight had been lifted from his chest. Ever since he experienced the eerie feeling of being watched a week ago, he grew more and more concerned about the Sect Destruction War. According to the original trajectory, the Wind Elephant Gate team would board the train to East Sea County on the fifth day after the exchange match, and meet an ambush after their arrival. In the blurred memories of the original owner, Li Wei, there were only dead bodies struggling desperately on both sides, many people fell, and blood was spilled all over the ground. In the end, it seemed that only Li Wei had managed to escape. But now, things had changed a bit. Wind Elephant Gate was not planning to take the train to East Sea County on the fifth day, but on the third. Therefore, subsequent events were bound to change. Casio felt deeply disturbed by the mysterious surveillance incident. He took an opportunity to subtly express his concerns and suspicions to the elders and the Gate Master, but it didnt seem to have drawn much attention, only warning everyone to be more cautious. Casio felt helpless, but he wouldnt give up. The train journey to East Sea County would take seven to eight days, and Casio had a week to change the attitude of the Wind Elephant Gates senior level. Even if they still have to go to the Six County Exchange Competition, they could change their route or travel with more schools. He didnt believe he couldnt change the outcome. After all, hadnt he made many changes during his first retrospection? Now as a core disciple, a prodigy who had broken through as a Martial Artist at the age of eighteen, his status and influence in the Wind Elephant Gate had grown significantly. At that time, even if he had to act irrationally, he could force the team to make adjustments. But before that, Casio had to send his teacher, Lixia, back home. Lixia was already quite weak. He could clearly see the streaks of white hair amongst her black ones. If something unexpected were to happen on the way to the Six County Exchange Competition, it would be a disaster Casio dared not imagine such a scenario. Some people might say that this was only a history that did not exist in the past, a predetermined shadow. The tragedy of the Wind Elephant Gates sect extermination had already happened, and Lixia was nothing more than a soul lost in history. Why bother being sentimental? But humans are such sentimental creatures. Casio was a living person, with feelings, not a cold, violent machine obsessed with power. This period of retrospection was history for others, but it was a personal experience for him. He could play and joke around with his fellow brothers, feel Lixias expectations and care for him, and even enjoy the praises of others under the arena. It wasnt a game for Casio. It was his life experience, just a little different. He couldnt be as cruel and ruthless at present. He was only in his second retrospection. Maybe in a few years, after he had gone through dozens of retrospections, he would turn into a cold machine, willing to do anything for power. Pushing aside the strange thoughts in his mind, Casio drained the hot milk in his cup. He pushed open the wooden door and went out to pack his luggage. An hour later, at the manor gate, several black horse carriages were lined up, and the coachmen wearing raincoats occasionally calmed the horses. The black horse occasionally pawed the ground, steaming breath from its nostrils. Dont bother seeing us off, we will be on our way. Gate Master Belon waved to the several school owners who had come to see him off. These were the schools that had recently expressed their intent to cooperate with Wind Elephant Gate. Clearly, Wind Elephant Gates dazzling performance at the North Flow Countrys Martial Artists exchange meeting had already borne fruit. Many originally neutral small and medium-sized schools had been frequently showing goodwill towards Wind Elephant Gate, with quite a few schools even wanting to exchange disciples, or teachers, for mutual learning. Invisibly, the status of Wind Elephant Gate had been elevated. Wind Elephant Gate, originally on the same level as Golden Rock Fist and Black Crane Stream, began to get closer to Ringing Water Road. This kind of fame might be something of an illusion to other schools, but not for Wind Elephant Gate. Capable of producing large quantities of Orchid Heart Grass, they were accumulating power. Given some more time, they could make significant progress. On the open ground, several spacious carriages swayed. In the carriage on the far right, Casio, four senior brothers and sisters, and their teacher Lixia were squeezed inside. Actually, they already had it spacious compared to the core disciples on their side, where ten people had to squeeze into one horse carriage. Two minutes later, everything was ready. The coachman waved the reins vigorously, and the black carriage slowly began to accelerate. With a splash, it rolled over a murky puddle and gradually moved away. As the train station was to the west of the city, they needed to cross all of Northern Flow City. Casio saw the street view of North Flow City in the rain, as the small rain trickled down, accompanied and enveloped by the fog. Raindrops seeped through dense clouds, as heavy as molten lead, and splashed onto the grey-white street bricks. High-rise buildings obscured in the curtain of rain were vaguely visible, and chimneys stood like cannons pointed straight at the sky, mixing smoke and rain fog. S~ea??h the N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. This was a cityscape straight out of the Industrial Revolution. The carriage wheels kept rolling forward, leaving everything behind. Finally, at around ten in the morning. The convoy of Wind Elephant Gate arrived at West Suburb Station. As this station was newly constructed, there were no developed streets or communities around. Only a solitary station stood built, at least a kilometer away from the outskirts of North Flow City. At the rectangular platform, the delegation from Wind Elephant Gate was holding umbrellas and waiting for the train due in half an hour. In a corner of the platform, two solitary figures were talking. Teacher, take your advice and recuperate when you return. Wait for the good news from your disciple about the Eastern Exchange Race Lixias pale face lit up with a smile; she seemed to age twenty years in that moment, chattering like a sixty-year-old granny, Come closer, let me straighten your clothes Casio took two steps forward, he bent down slightly because of his height, so Lixia could reach his collar. Keep your head up and your chest out, be spirited, dont slouch. Lixia patted Casios chest, smoothing out the wrinkles on his clothes. Yes. Casio obediently straightened up. Lixia tipped on her toes, fixed somewhat disorderly collar of Casio and shoved the silver watch chain that fell out from his chest pocket back in: Dont lose this thing Dont worry, I wont lose it. Casio said affirmatively, silently looking at Lixias hair, unawarely turning to a shade of white. I will definitely achieve a good result on my visit to East Sea County. That would be the best. Lixia stepped back two steps with a smile and nodded in satisfaction. Quite handsome. Alright, cough coughIts time for me to go to the other platform. Lixia coughed twice and was just about to step away. But Casios eyes suddenly widened, an overwhelming sense of danger came from all directions. The killing intent was like a raging fire. Boom! The muffled sound of thunder roared like a cannon, grey rain poured crazily from the sky, the dark sky looked as if it was about to collapse. He spun around to look at his surroundings. Black-cloaked figures charged from all sides in the rainstorm, their aura ferocious and terrifying. The one leading the group suddenly stopped and looked up. A pair of greedy and evil blood-red eyes shot like cold arrows from the shadow of his cloak, directly imprinted into Casios heart. Enemy attack!!! Chapter 87 - 87 087 False Advantage (Thanks to the strong wind today ?Chapter 87: 087 False Advantage (Thanks to the strong wind today for rewarding 7500 start-up coins)_1 Chapter 87: 087 False Advantage (Thanks to the strong wind today for rewarding 7500 start-up coins)_1 With a roar like that of a wild beast, a large number of figures in black cloaks swung towards them, rushing forward like a school of ferocious piranhas going after their prey in the water. Who are you?! roared Belon, the Gate Master of Wind Elephant Gate, but not a single one from the other side responded, as if they were beasts incapable of understanding human speech. Belon turned his gaze sharply towards the four elders next to him, and as their eyes met, their momentum collectively intensified. A strong martial arts aura burst forth from their bodies. Wipe them out!!! The higher echelons of the Wind Elephant Gate surged forward together. These old folks unleashed a terrifying aura that resembled a boiling furnace. With one step, they created a deep pit. Mud splashed everywhere, and continuous dull thuds could be heard from the ground. How dare you provoke the Wind Elephant Gate! You are seeking death! Belons clothes exploded into shreds and his muscles rapidly swelled. His brawny, bare upper body looked like a suit of black armor, on which the raindrops evaporated instantly as they landed, heated by the intense energy within. With a heavy stomp, he created a pit half a person deep in the already soft muddy ground. In an instant, Belon appeared in front of the cloaked men, both arms spread behind, and a massive dark shadow pressed down. Boom!!! In the rain curtain, a fist, like a war chariot thrashing, blasted with a roar, reducing the height of an oncoming cloak-wearer by half. His entire upper body was hammered into his lower body. Fabric, blood, and flesh instantly mixed together. Belons upper body was covered in splattered blood, which the pouring rain now washed away. His bloodshot eyes immediately locked onto another target, and he shot towards it like an arrow. Splitting Stream! Two black arcs cut through the rain curtain, halting the two cloaked men in front of Belon. They fell to the ground with a thump, fresh blood gushing out wildly from their cross-sections like a fountain. Sweeping his arms like war blades, Belon ravaged through his adversaries with none able to go on par with him. He was like a sharp and robust war blade, working together with the other four elders to crush their opponents formation. But it was not enough; there were too many cloaked men. One after another, they emerged from the rain curtain, rushing forward recklessly. Immediately, many fighters from the Wind Elephant Gate came forward to block their offensive, engaging multiple opponents at once. Even some elite disciples with notable strength joined hands, confronting this sudden onslaught of assassins. Are we going in? Moses, huffing heavily like a wild bull, locked his large round eyes at Heige. Lets do it then! Heige tore off his casual suit vigorously and, before the scattered fabrics could touch ground, he had already shot out like an arrow. Go! Lanxi and Moses exchanged a glance and bolted off likewise. Jadis threw away her black umbrella, her amber eyes filled with an intense will to fight. Like a cheetah, she sprinted fiercely forward on the tip of her toes. On the other side of the rectangular platform, Casio and Lixia were surrounded by seven or eight cloaked men. In the center of the encirclement, Casios face was as stern as steel. He had never anticipated that this group of cloaked men would launch an attack so soon. They didnt even wait for the Wind Elephant Gates team to reach East Sea County and instead attacked while they were still in North Flow Country! What could cause them this level of impatience? Casio was feeling immensely burdened. Avoiding an attack from behind with a swift dash forward, he threw an uppercut with such force that it sent one of the cloaked men flying and knocked down two others with it. Next to him, Lixia was rapidly throwing punches and elbows. She directly broke the arms of the two cloaked men who were attacking her, causing them to scramble backwards. Cough! Little Wei, lets regroup over there. Upon hearing Lixias words, Casio turned to look in the distance. With the sudden ambush and the subsequent fighting, they had already put a distance of seventy-eighty meters between them and the main troops of Wind Elephant Gate. Due to the higher terrain on this side, Casio could clearly see the situation below the platform. On the one hand, there was Gate Master Belon. He, along with four other powerful elders, was like a long spear plunging into the encirclement of cloaked men. In only a short time, they had injured dozens of the cloaked men, demonstrating the terrifying strength a master of a school should have. Casio had discovered when clashing with the cloaked men earlier that every cloaked man seemed to possess strength at the human limit or even beyond that in terms of physique. However, their combat skills were crude, causing their overall strength to somewhat decline. That demonstrated the combat capabilities of these old fellows from Wind Elephant Gate. On the other hand, four core disciples and other teachers from Wind Elephant Gate had formed a protective net. All the ordinary and elite disciples below the realm of martial artists had been sheltered within this net. At the boundary of the protective net, the number of cloaked men being killed or injured kept increasing. There were already over a dozen bodies on the ground. Compared to this, the strength of the many core disciples of Wind Elephant Gate was intact. They had only received minor injuries and could continue fighting for a long time. Sarch* The ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. There were probably more than a hundred cloaked men attacking here, and at least half of them had lost their ability to fight and were now lying on the muddy ground. It seemed this sect destruction war was not so difficult to handle. Could it be possible that with some effort, Wind Elephant Gate would be able to wipe out these assailants? Hehehe A series of leaking sounds echoed through the rain. Casio quickly turned around and scanned behind him. The cloaked man, who had originally been lying on the ground with a fist-sized hole in his chest, was faintly trembling. The diluted red blood in the rainwater around him was unexpectedly gathering like mud, crawling back in. Bubbles were gurgling at the hole. That cloaked man rose from the ground with a jerk, as though he had suddenly recovered from a trance. He pushed himself up from the ground. Half of his cloak had been smashed, revealing a good number of white bandages wrapped around his body underneath. The bandages had been drenched by the rainwater. The bandages turned red as though they had been doused in paint. The cloaked man started to rapidly bloat, and his bones began making clicking sounds as his height instantaneously increased to two meters. Wrapped entirely in bandages, his specific appearance couldnt be discerned. But one could see the distorted and gruesome outlines of his skeleton through the tight cloth, as well as strands of steel needle-like mane pushed out. Roar~~~ He howled towards the sky. In the moment he lowered his head, a pair of evil, blood-red eyes were tightly fixed on Casio, filled with sinister hunger. I I will eat you! Ill eat you!!! With a whish, he propelled himself like a shell. Casio disappeared from his original place in an instant and the two collided fiercely in the heavy rain. Bang!!! Their equally robust arms collided like steel. Blood acceleration. Wind Owl! Casios eyes instantly turned blood-red. He let out a roar as he threw a punch. The colossal power fiercely stabbed the cloaked man in the chest. It was as if a shell had exploded his ribs and heart. Eventually, like an iron bar, it pierced through the skin of the mans back, splattering a heap of blood. Chapter 88 - 88 088 Third Elder Brother_1 ?Chapter 88: 088 Third Elder Brother_1 Chapter 88: 088 Third Elder Brother_1 The cloaked man glared and collapsed in silence. But immediately after, one after another of the seemingly dead or seriously injured cloaked figures stood up. They roared like undying spirits, like a wolf pack celebrating its hunt. Gasping heavily, Casio now understood why the Wind Elephant Gate was wiped out. Their adversaries were not human at all! Instead, they were a pack of unknown monsters! A group of powerful beasts with remarkable healing abilities could transform twice. After turning blood-red, the cloaked figures had surprisingly reached the level of a weak fighter, probably the kind that had just broken through the human limit but hadnt had time to consolidate their power yet. They were definitely no match for Casio, but there were hundreds of them! Casio would have to use his blood boost and his Wind Elephant Fists lethal move to deal with one. He knew in his heart that at full strength, he could only face three blood-red cloaked figures at the same time. Once it reached five, no matter how hard Casio tried, he would surely die. Thinking of this, he began to breathe heavily. Suddenly, a series of screams echoed. A disciple from Wind Elephant Gate was caught by a blood-red cloaked figure, torn in half mid-air by a tremendous force, his blood blending with the rainwater as it splashed on the ground. Some of the teachers, unable to resist, were surrounded by four or five cloaked figures. One who was not afraid to die lunged up and tore off their arm, then unable to hold on with only one arm, they were cruelly dismembered. Everything seemed to overlap with Li Weis memories. The terrifying nightmare crawled out from the rain one step at a time, bringing a suffocating despair that swallowed everything. Ahh!!! In the depths of the cloaks encirclement, an elder roared and swept his arms across, his enormous force blasting everything around him away. Four or five cloaked figures were torn to pieces and fell. But the beasts around him showed no fear, instead, they became even more ferocious and rushed forward. They used everything on their bodies as weapons, even refusing to dodge. A moment later, a scream came from the center that was besieged and impenetrable. An elder of the Wind Elephant Gate was overwhelmed and killed by the fighter. Elsewhere, Moses roared: Lanxi! He saw Moses, like a brown bear, fiercely rolling over, his arms waving and knocking over the attacking cloaked figures. Lanxi, who was being besieged, stood trembling in the heavy rain, his weak body covered in blood. He put his right hand tightly on his left shoulder, where his arm had originally been but was now lying on the ground, blood gushing from the wound. Lanxi raised his head, his tea-green hair sticking to his forehead, a huge scar running across his entire face. That beautifully delicate face had been brutally torn. He was an agile fighter, but he was now completely surrounded. Just a slight hinderance had landed him in this predicament. The pain made Lanxis body tremble continuously. He barely managed to show Moses an ugly smile: Dont mind me. You might still be able to break out! Its too late Moses slightly turned his body to reveal a large wound at his waist, where ripped muscles and clothing intertwined and mixed. Alright alright never thought we brothers would fall here, what a stupid way to die! Lanxi and Moses leaned back to back, assuming the Wind Elephant Gates combat stance. They looked around, a large group of cloaked figures were rushing towards them. Yet, even in such a situation, the two were still bickering. You sissy, while we still have some time left, fulfill our wager. You need to seriously call me Third Brother! Moses said smugly, a smile on his face. In your dreams. Lanxis voice was hoarse, almost wheezing. The wound had gone through his lips and part of his mouth. Are you planning on breaching our agreement? Hmm I always thought you were a man of your word, you sissy. Moses brow furrowed, the pain in his waist was affecting his thinking. Bulldog, dont even think about it. Youve never called me Third Brother before. If you want me to call you Third Brother, wait till your next life! Lanxi didnt let up at all. Surrounding them, a dozen cloaked figures were nearing them. Their evil, bloody aura directly encircled the two of them. Damn sissy, this time were really going to die. Moses narrowed his eyes. Yeah, you stupid bulldog, youre going to be a dead bear Lanxi pulled at the corner of his mouth. Third Brother a soft whisper came from behind. Lanxis eyes widened: What did you just call me, you dead bulldog?! I said! Third! Brother! Ahhhhhhh!!! Two figures roared as they rushed towards the dense monsters. Separated by nearly a hundred meters, the protective net around the Wind Elephant Gate team had been torn to pieces. Originally there were more than a dozen fighters, but now only three or four were left, the elite disciples who were being protected had also been reduced by half. A lone figure in the front was in the midst of a frenzied battle. Heige was single-handedly holding back ten blood-red monsters. His body was riddled with wounds. His fighting arm was torn, revealing the underlying stark white bones. Of the five fingers, only the thumb remained. But Heige was still fending off the enemy with a vigorous slap. Bang! He overturned a cloaked figure with one slap, his view drifted to the distance, where the Wind Elephant Gates senior level was fighting. Originally there were five people, but now only a lone Belon was fighting fiercely, restraining at least half of the firepower. Heige!!! A roaring voice traveled from far away. Heige chuckled bitterly in his heart, he understood Belons intention. They had tried to break out before but failed every time. Still, he turned and fiercely addressed Jadis on his side: Jadis, lead everyone else and break out! Ill pave the way for you! Yes. Jadis pierced the enemy with a punch and rushed over. Thus, like a steel knife, Heige brutally stayed at the forefront, with a group of disciples following behind like the blade and hilt of a knife. However, even the sharpest blade tip would eventually become dull, especially a notched one. Heiges entire palm had been ground flat, leaving only a bloodied wrist and a snow-white forearm bone. But he still stood at the forefront. Suddenly, a cloaked figure with a concealed aura sneak attacked from the side, tearing off Heiges only remaining right arm. Now, Heige was left with only a pair of legs. His face twisted in agony, he yelled for them to run and then rushed at the figure who wanted to attack from behind. One by one, his silhouette was torn apart. Sarch* The n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. On the other side, where the number of cloaked figures was relatively less. Blood and limbs scattered along the path, light red rainwater filled the messy muddy pits created by their numerous footsteps. The muddy pools reflected the faint light seeping through the dark clouds overhead, countless raindrops fell like needles, piercing pain onto ones skin. In the curtain of rain, a muscular but badly injured youth guarded the frail figure behind him with his life, resisting the surrounding attacks like a frenzied mad dog. He swung his fists wildly; his world was drenched in blood, everywhere he looked, all he saw was enemies. The warmth behind him kept his nerves taut. Break out! Break out! I want to break out with the teacher! We can break out! We must!!! Chapter 89 - 89 089 Escape_1 ?Chapter 89: 089 Escape_1 Chapter 89: 089 Escape_1 Get out of the way!!! Casio growled as he punched, the already severely exhausted strength surged into his arm again, transforming into a fierce swing of an elephant trunk. A cloakman who crazily rushed from the right was directly smacked to the ground, his chest collapsed, vomiting blood out. Bang! A tall silhouette harshly collided from the left, and Casio staggered violently, stepping heavily on the ground. The tremendous force made his entire foot sink into the mud. With blood at the corner of his mouth, he pivoted and gave a backhand blow, directly breaking the opponents arm. Teacher! Stay close to me! Casio leaned back, like a giant fan, causing a visible white vortex to form between his nostrils and mouth. Suddenly Casios entire muscular contour swelled abruptly, his skin turned red and engorged, and large veins ruptured. Sar?h the N?vel(F)ire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Die!!! He stomped on the ground, ejecting like a shell. The terrifying strength brought by the acceleration of blood made Casio swell like a transformation, seemingly a sturdy fence. His silhouette instantly spanned several meters, the huge fist like a siege hammer, beat the face of the cloakman. A dramatic explosion pierced the rain curtain, the cloakmans face rippled with flesh, a large puff of fresh blood and suspected pieces of damaged organs sprayed out. The tall and strong body of the cloakman was also incredibly knocked out, only stopping when it hit a pillar five or six meters away. Its entire chin had been completely torn apart by the punch earlier, with at least one-third of the facial muscles exploded by the force. Go! Casio, like an arrow off the string, charged out, becoming the sharpest arrowhead wanting to blaze a bloody trail out from the encirclement of the cloakmen. Behind him, Lixias silhouette followed closely. Casio tackled the enemy from the front, while Lixia covered him from the back. The teacher-student pair worked seamlessly, at least it seemed so right now. They even had a chance to break out. Azure Wind airflow!!! Spreading his arms, Casio swooped like a water bird. On his thick and sturdy palms, a layer of thick azure airflow spread covering like blade qi. As his arms swung rapidly, the white air drew a thin line in the air, exploding the raindrops it touched. A cloakman growling and pouncing from the front was struck back by the hand blade swung seven or eight times, suddenly freezing in place. By the time Casio and Lixia rushed past, his body quivered tremblingly, with dozens of bleeding cuts under his skin. The blood vessels beneath the skin and muscles burst, all cut off by the hand blade. I still have strength! Theres a chance! Casios spirit is extremely focused now. In the face of life and death, he seems to enter into a peculiar state. Everything around, the rustling of the rain, the pattering of the footsteps, the howl of the monsters, the heavy panting is all blocked! At this moment, he could only hear his own rapid heartbeat and the Wind Elephant Fist method gushing from his heart one after another. The parts which were originally difficult to understand, the parts not yet skilled, were all kneaded together, integrated into this moments desperate fighting moves. This is a time of life and death, a time with a strong desire to fight. A Secret Martial Artist fully displaying what he has learned and wished for, Casio felt liberated at this moment. The body was liberated, the spirit was liberated, even the moves were liberated! If he could calm down now, he would see the progress bar of the Wind Elephant Fist in the upper right corner vibrating rapidly. But Casio had no mood to care about these at the moment. There are only three words in his mind. Protect! Breakout! Fight! Boom! A shadowy arm swung out, and a bandaged head, as if a watermelon, exploded with a bang, spraying a wide swath of red that was instantly washed away by the rain. Casio rammed into a cloaked figure, and the two violently collided within a second. Finally, he punched the cloaked figure under the chin, causing it to fly into a wall and collapse. The collapsing bricks and the heavy rain buried the figure. Ah!!! Casio cried out in pain, but his eyes were as fierce and cold as a wolfs. He spun around and with a swift claw, he snapped the neck of another cloaked figure trying to sneak attack from behind. Glancing at his injured left shoulder, he saw his bloodied arm dangling from its joint. He could feel it, the bone was broken, and only about two-thirds of the outer muscle and a layer of skin were barely holding it together. Swiftly turning his head, he saw Lixias trembling figure on the not too distant ground, blood flowing from her mouth. Cough, cough, cough The violent coughing continued. Damn it! Casio cursed himself. Lixia wasnt the same as she was half or even a full year ago. The injury that had been with her for ten years could no longer be suppressed and it had caused her hair to gray and weakened her even further in just a few short months. How could she withstand such intense fighting along the way? Casio ran back in a frenzy, hoisting Lixia onto his back: Teacher, you must hold on! Ill break us out of here! Cough, cough, coughI believe in you! I believe in you, Little Wei! At this moment, Lixia didnt say anything about slowing down, or leaving her behind because she was just a burden. Because it would only distract and worry Casio. She knew this disciple of hers very well: he was reticent and always did his utmost when he said he would. The back pain she felt was excruciating, she could feel the gaping blood hole. Her strength was being lost bit by bit with her flowing blood, she probably couldnt recover, death was inevitable. Then she might as well stay on his back, perhaps she could act as a human shield for Casio, blocking one or two fatal attacks when it mattered most. The only descendant of her line must survive! With that thought in mind, Lixia gripped her bloody teeth and tightly wrapped her arms around Casios neck. The falling droplets slid down her cheeks, and she didnt know if it was rain or tears. Huff, huff, huff Casio turned into a black shadow, galloping along the path, breathing heavily like a wild bull. Ahead, large drops of rain were being blown into wave-like trails by the gale. From behind, more than a dozen dog-like figures tore and pounced through the curtains of rain. No different from a lone bull on the prairie, Casio was fatigued by what seemed like endless blockades and pursuits. Luckily, he was running faster than the cloaked figures. Although he was frequently intercepted and ensnared, Casio was gradually distancing himself from the platform. The cold rain seemed endless, bathing everything in a gray haze. Thud! A figure wrapped in bandages was sent tumbling, rolling like a barrel in the mud. Theres no one chasing us! Lets go! Casio swept his eyes towards the rear, all the pursuers had been shaken off. He promptly ran headlong into the depths of the rain curtain. After what felt like an eternity, only the plip-plop of rain hitting the ground was audible. Carrying Lixia on his back, Casio rushed into a patch of woods. They had successfully escaped, or so they thought Chapter 90 - 90 090 Ending_1 ?Chapter 90: 090 Ending_1 Chapter 90: 090 Ending_1 In the dense forest. A decaying boot heavily steps onto the mud ground, the next moment, a robust, scar-ridden leg stomps down again. Casios silhouette darts rapidly through the woods. He feels tired and even slightly out of it. His whole body is filled with pain, and the bones under his muscles are moaning. With every step taken, the whole bodys wounds feel as though they are being torn, causing excruciating pain. Especially the left arm, where theres only a small lump of flesh, swaying from side to side. He is now just like his senior brother, Heige. Its as if in the recent battle, he got ripped off by a cloaked person he couldnt quite place. Perhaps its teeming with bacteria in some water pit, or it might have been eaten by monsters. Casio doesnt care about these things, as getting out of the encirclement is the greatest fortune. This is different from Li Wei, he fought his way out alive, the countless scars on his body are evidence of the fight. Run further away! Just a little further to recover some strength, then Casio thinks to himself with gritted teeth, but suddenly realizes something is wrong behind him. Lixias coughing has disappeared for quite some time now. He quickly rushes to a large tree, gently lowering Lixia from his back with one hand. The moment Casio touched Lixias back, his shoulder shudders uncontrollably. Under the dim light of the sky, Lixias eyes are tightly closed, her face pale as if shes dead. Casio uses his body to block the rain, placing his fingers under Lixias nose. Fortunately, Lixia still has a faint breath. He takes a deep breath and looks at Lixias back. The skin and muscles there have been completely torn, with three massive scratches running vertically, the wounds are so bloody they have turned white. Whats most severe is a penetrating wound on the left side. Through the red muscles, one could see the white skeleton beneath. Li Li Wei All of a sudden, a murmur-like voice arises. Im here, Teacher, Im here! Casio kneels on the ground, panting heavily. Boom! The misty sky is torn apart by lightning, where the gale whips the heavy rain which strikes everything under the sky ferociously, blurring all objects under a transparent fog. Through that moment of cracking light, Casio could see Lixias frighteningly pale face and her black pupils gazing at him. Teacher, Im taking you back to Northern Flow City to see a doctor right now! If I put in all my strength I should still be able No, cough, I I know the state of my injuries, every martial artist has this ability, you should know, dont risk it anymore. Lixia coughs and pants. She struggles to breathe, like an old bellows. Casio is as silent as a statue, while the rain crazily pours from the sky, drenching his naked upper body. Dont dont be sad for me. This day was destined ten years ago, its just a bit early. I have been mentally prepared, death is not scary for me, its just a bit regrettable that I couldnt see your outstanding days Lixia forces a smile, it seems quite unnatural. Remember, dont seek revenge on those monsters without any powers! Her tone suddenly becomes serious: Cough, cough, run as far as possible, leave North Flow Country! Never go back to the Wind Elephant Gate, never! Dont go to any branches! Just leave, and heal these injuries first. Casio nods silently, his mouth is a straight line. Cough, cough, cough Lixia has another series of violent coughs, quite frightening, blood overflows from the corner of her mouth. After deeply breathing twice, she opens her mouth again, her voice like charred wood, dry and scratchy: Also also! Live on for me, live on for us, live on for the Wind Elephant Gate! And also, dont lose the pocket watch I gave you Lixias breathing slows down, like a drowning patient. She holds onto Casios right hand tightly, as if her life force is returning. All of a sudden, that hand loses its strength. Teacher? Teacher Teacher! Teacher! Casios eyes widen, as a sense of emptiness blows hard on his heart, freezing some valuable and beautiful things into ice cubes, which then shatters in the heavy rain and strong wind. The dark clouds swallow the remaining light of the day, the noise of the rain nearly drowns out all other sounds. Casio coldly gazes at the direction they came from, shouting in his heart: Revenge! Wait for me, monster! Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. He takes a deep breath, as if to swallow all the hatred and hide it in his heart, Casio shakily extends his finger. Then. Hm? Without a second thought, he picked up Lixia in his arms with the fastest speed hed ever mustered and bolted towards North Flow City. Three months passed, East Sea County, at the Blue Tree Forest Sanatorium. The sun shone brightly today. A heavy rain had poured all night long, so the blue sky looked like it had been washed with a cloth. Only a few clouds swayed in the breeze. This Blue Tree Forest Sanatorium was very luxurious, the ground was paved with large chunks of gray stone in a grid pattern. On both sides of the road were sprawling flower beds, attracting tiny insects with their fragrant red and green flowers. Tall and upright ornamental trees blocked the sunlight, casting a large swath of shade. By the shade of the trees, a white six-cornered fountain gushed continuously with clear water, occasionally attracting a butterfly to alight on the edge. On the circular road beside the fountain, a tall one-armed youth was slowly pushing a wheelchair forward, occupied by a woman with white hair but a relatively young face. Her face bore a scar, an appearance of recent recovery from a serious illness. Hello, Mister Casio. A little brat holding a windmill toy approached him. Hello, Martin. Here, a candy. The man, using his one good arm, took out a red candy from his pocket and offered it to the child. Thank you. The kid skipped joyfully away with a bounce in his each step. Youve changed a lot, Little Wei. The woman said with a smile on her somewhat pale face. Li Wei used to be a reserved student, but now seemed more cheerful. Maybe the trauma of losing an arm changed his personality. People always change, Teacher Lixia. Casio took a candy out from his pocket and tossed it into his mouth. The sweetness was quite pleasant. On that rainy night three months ago, Wind Elephant Gate was nearly annihilated, with only Casio and Lixia surviving. Thats right, Lixia didnt die! At the time, Lixia thought she was certain to die, and Casio also believed that her injuries were too severe. But surprisingly, she held on! Casio rushed to the hospital in North Flow City with the fastest speed he could muster, practically falling from exhaustion by the time he arrived. Despite the doctors best efforts and surgery, they were about to declare failure when by some miracle or divine intervention, Lixia pulled through! But she did remain unconscious on the hospital bed for three days. Upon awaking after three days, Lixia was confounded to find that she had been brought back from the brink of death despite having given her apparent last words. The near death experience was then followed by almost a month of treatment. During this time, the Cloaked One never showed up, seemingly having forgotten about Casio and his teacher. But Lixia was uneasy, so two months ago, she endured the pain and went with Casio to East Sea County. Using his alias Casio, he admitted Lixia into the sanatorium where they spent a tranquil two months. By the fountain, Lixia sat in her wheelchair, lifting her hand for a scoop of the cold clear water. Casio stood tall in her presence like a large tree. He suddenly spoke up. Teacher, Im planning to start practicing the Secret Martial Art again tomorrow. Good! Lixia nodded heavily, But at least for the next five years, dont go investigating those monsters, promise me. Of course. Casio squinted his eyes. He would not act during this time of retrospection, and swore to suppress his hatred. On the third node of his path of revenge will he unleash his wrath He hoped that the doubled enhancement of the Shadow Demon wouldnt disappoint him. He wondered, how would the minor accomplishment of the second layer of the Wind Elephant Fist fare if it were to double again? Chapter 91 - 91 091 One Year_1 ?Chapter 91: 091 One Year_1 Chapter 91: 091 One Year_1 The warm summer sunlight shone down on Casio, half of his body was covered by the shadow of the White Stone Fountain. He looked up at the sky, extraordinarily blue, extraordinarily pure. As if it could imprint a persons soul upon it. From this day onwards, Casio had again resumed the days of relentless training at the Wind Elephant Gate. However, there was no longer anyone to teach him, it was all down to his own comprehension and practice. As for Teacher Lixia, she needed to rest, a long period of rest. Casio had planned as such and Lixia obediently complied. At this moment, the roles seemed to have reversed between the teacher and the student. Just like parents and children, children listen to their parents when they are young, but when the children grow up, the parents listen to them. Perhaps, Lixia obeying Casios schedule was to live a little longer. She wished to extend her end of life as much as she could and accompany her disciple a little longer. Starting from the summer, Casio began the recovery exercise and Secret Martial Arts training. Although it was a little uncomfortable to start with only one hand, he gradually got used to it over time. Even after half a year, Casio had begun to understand Brother Heige a bit. During this time, he gradually mastered the true essence of the second chapter, Elephant Herd, of the Wind Elephant Fist. Even relying on his realm of a boxers body, he began to practice the two ultimate techniques of the Elephant Herd Chapter. Of which, he had completely mastered the Elephant Roaring Sound of the Straight Fist, and another most potent killing move, Swing Punch Wind Elephant Torrent, was also half mastered. Wind Elephants Secret Martial Art: Second Level (out of three levels) Elephant Soul Secret Technique: 25.9% (out of three levels) Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Herd 47.5% (out of three levels) These were the results of his Cultivation in more than a year, Elephant Soul Secret Technique has increased from about 5% in the second level to 25%, and Wind Elephant Fist has increased from around 32% to 47%. The reason Wind Elephant Fist started from 32% was due to frequent sparring in the North Flow Country Secret Martial Arts Exchange Tournament, combined with a life-or-death fight on a rainy night. In fact, looking at the increase already shows that practicing Wind Elephant Secret martial arts becomes even harder for each one percent of progress in the later stages. Many things are not useful just because you have talent, and they also require a lot of time to grind. But fortunately, there is an EXP packet in the real world waiting for Casio to collect. On this day, Casio got up on time, made breakfast for himself and Teacher Lixia, and then took a cold shower to stimulate the nerves and wake up. He had breakfast, accompanied Lixia to walk and chat in the citys central garden near the apartment. He returned and entered the basement to train in Secret Martial Arts, until close to noon, then he took a shower and made lunch. After having lunch, Lixia took a nap, and he continued to cultivate Wind Elephant Secret Martial Arts. At about two in the afternoon, he packed his things and went to a nearby martial arts hall for coaching work. Until it was nearly dinner time, Casio made dinner at home, and the two went for a walk again. When they returned from the walk, Casio did not enter the basement to cultivate Secret Martial Arts like usual, instead, he entered Lixias bedroom. He found a chair and sat down, constantly chatting. Lixia was quite curious about todays anomaly of Casio, but he just shook his head saying it was nothing. Until a certain moment, his mind shook, the entire room and the entire world began to quiver and spin, all the things around him began to slowly and eerily fade away. Pop! It was as if a layer of the membrane was ruptured. Casios blurry senses cleared up, and the faint floral scent originally at the tip of his nose turned into a decaying wood smell. He opened his eyes, a familiar scene came into view. This was an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, the light was very dim. There was a pile of goods stacked in the corner along the edge, and Casio was sitting on a chair. Click, Click, Click A series of bone cracking sounds came from his body, he abruptly stood up, and his clothes and trousers were torn immediately. The muscular contour and the towering stature of about six feet, suddenly burst the previously fitting clothes. Rags hung on the surface of his body. Casio moved his body slightly, the strength of the Era of Retrospection had been brought back. He clumsily lifted his left hand, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling welled up in his heart. He clenched and loosened his fist, then let it hang to his side. Having adapted to having only one hand over a year and more, he was now unfamiliar with having two hands. It would take a few days of adjustment to overcome this habit. He looked down at his tattered clothes, Casio picked up a large box from the nearby corner, and quickly changed into a casual outfit. Sar?h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. As a matter of fact, he was well prepared. He lit an oil lamp and placed it on the ground. Casio looked at his watch, the silver dial pointed at 19:05, which was around seven oclock in the evening. It was July 3rd now, the Shadow Demon was supposed to appear at 6 oclock in the evening of July 4th. So, he had to wait for one more day. This little time meant nothing to his patience, Casio did not intend to sleep, he directly started the Secret Martial Arts training in the warehouse. As dawn broke, the sunrise illuminated the entire sky. It was July 4th today, still the same routine. He stayed in the warehouse practicing and only went out to eat. Tick Tock, the second hand jumped. 5:30 in the afternoon. Casio, who had taken a short nap, opened his eyes, his spirit was radiant, he couldnt wait to enjoy the boost of the Shadow Demon. Hey, White Wolf, we have the keys, so theres no need to climb in through the window. A middle-aged mans voice was heard outside the warehouse. Lets go in then, we can wait for the people of the Black Flame Gang inside. They are expected to arrive at forty-five past, and they will definitely bring the goods with them. A slightly hoarse male voice said. Hehe, the goods are quite valuable, when our boss sells these goods, we will definitely get a lot of shares! The owner of this voice was speaking while opening the door. The iron door creaked open, a smell of decay came over, with a slight hint of sweaty odor mixed in it. Damn! This is too smelly. A man holding the keys covered his nose and waved his hand. Nevermind, lets go. A gang member with dyed hair was holding a box next to him. As soon as the two took their first step, a gaze like a sword projected from within the darkness. The next second, a tall and burly figure suddenly appeared in front of them. Just like teleportation, it was ghost-like. White Wolf raised his head stiffly. A pair of palm-sized hands turned into a blurry shadow. Two heads thumped together, the sound was so exaggerated as if a bomb had exploded. These two unfortunate gang members lost consciousness in an instant and dropped to the floor with a thud. Such a bother Casios towering figure vanished into the darkness, a pair of eyes looking at the two corpses on the ground. He glanced from left to right, his attention was drawn to the small box beside him. He walked straight to it, picked it up and opened it to look inside. Inside was a full 150,000 Hong Li Federation coins! Not a bother anymore. Casio flicked the banknotes and gave a small laugh. Chapter 92 - 92 092 Test Finished_1 ?Chapter 92: 092 Test Finished_1 Chapter 92: 092 Test Finished_1 The intentions of these two gang members werent difficult to guess. Many gang deals often take place in some abandoned warehouses in the city suburbs. These guys being the local snakes of Baichuan City, it wasnt that surprising for them to have a dealer or two. However, it was just Casios luck to be waiting for the Shadow Demon here. If they came for trouble, there was nothing he could do. As for the 150,000 Federal Coins, Casio graciously accepted. After all, it was dirty gang money and unlikely to have a legitimate source. He wasnt particularly wealthy in the real world, so this was a bit like robbing the rich to give to the poor. Although the poor in this case was himself. Sear?h the ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio quickly dealt with the two corpses, piling them up in a corner. Afterward, he left the main door slightly ajar while he quietly waited for the dealmakers from the Black Flame Gang that these two mentioned. At five forty-five, the sound of footsteps rang outside the door. It should be this warehouse. Lets go in and take a look. With that, the warehouse door was pushed open; two members of the Black Flame Gang walked in from outside. Their style was typical of gang members, wearing black leather jackets with a fire tattoo about the size of a thumb on their wrists, and their hair styled eccentrically. They glanced inside only to see an empty chair in the open area. Their view to the right was blocked by stacked goods. Where is the person? The gang member carrying the hand suitcase asked. Right here. A low voice suddenly came from behind them. Suddenly, both of them felt enveloped by a massive heat source. The aura it gave off caused their legs to weaken, and one of them reached shakily for his side. A cold chuckle echoed out. It was followed by two clear sounds of bone fractures. Casio had exchanged looks with the shocked faces of two men before throwing them to the floor. Turns out, he used a bit too much strength, turning their necks a full one hundred and eighty degrees. At five fifty, it took him five minutes to clean up the trash. Afterward, he opened the box brought by the Black Flame Gang to see what was inside. It turned out to be a small bag of white powder; which Casio was uninterested in. He discarded the suitcase nonchalantly to one side. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. The minute hand kept shifting, and finally pointed at six oclock. Casio sat on the chair, watching the shadow of himself on the tiled floor. The shadow twitched, as if convulsing. The frequency increased, and the shaking became faster and faster. Finally, in a moment of daze, a living person appeared in the shadows position. It was an exact replica of Casio from twenty-four hours ago. The facial features, body shape, clothing were all identical, but the aura was even colder. Casio had sharp eyes; he immediately noticed the handgun tucked by the Shadow Demons waist. He reaches for his side, and the handgun was still there. What is this principle? Were the weapons replicated too?! Would the Shadow Demon replicate the precious Hundred Medicine Body Refining Ointment if Casio crafted one in reality and carried it with him? After all, the Body Refining Paste had short-term healing and strength-enhancing effects and could be considered a weapon. Would it work if he then captured the Shadow Demon, stole its version of the paste, and ate it? Casio thought it sounded a bit far-fetched, but he couldnt help but consider it. Because when it came to the Shadow Demons rules, he only knew the basics. He wasnt entirely clear on the detailed specifics. That was the main purpose of the gun-carrying experiment this time. Casio knew now that the Shadow Demon could replicate weapons. Of course, he could be so daring because he had full confidence. A mere handgun posed no threat to a martial artist of his caliber. Even if the trigger was pulled by a version of himself from twenty-four hours ago. Tie it up first and deal with it after an hour, thought Casio, just about to take action when the sound of unlocking came from outside. Bang! The iron door was kicked open, and about seven or eight tattooed members of the Black Flame Gang burst in. Twins? Daring to mess with the Black Flame Gang, have you tired of living?! The leader was a muscular man with a mohawk hairstyle, wearing a black shirt with a skull print. At the moment, his face had a self-righteous and angry expression. Six or seven lackeys stood behind him, some holding baseball bats, others steel pipes, and still others clutching daggers. They all had a raucous air about them, their hair every bit as eccentric and outlandish. Boss, they seem to have a gun!!! One of the lackeys near the right hand side was sharp-eyed and abruptly reported to the burly man. Damn! The burly man instantly drew his gun, and bullets whizzed towards the two. Casios figure vanished in an instant, but the Shadow Demon was a step slower. Its right hand was pierced by a bullet. However, that seemed to be useless; the bullet indeed went through. But it was like hitting water, where the reflection on the water surface broke for a moment, creating ripples. In the next second, the water surface became calm again, and the original reflection returned to normal. At this moment, the Shadow Demon was the same. Ripples appeared where the bullet hit its wrist, and in the next second, it healed back to normal. The Shadow Demon suddenly turned its gaze towards the gang members, its eyes filled with a cold killing intent. It seemed as if by attacking the Shadow Demon, these people triggered some mechanism in it. It stood there, suddenly drew its gun and aimed at the people, pulling the trigger directly. Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of gunshots rang out. The Shadow Demon was actually engaging in a rapid shootout with the burly man. The Shadow Demon was pierced by three or four bullets, and all that happened to its body was washes of waves akin to liquid. Whereas, the gang members on the other side fell to the ground one by one, with bullet holes in the critical parts of their bodies. They hit the ground without even a pained howl. So thats it From the side, a tall figure was stepping out from the shadows. The Shadow Demon instantly turned its gun muzzle and fired. However, once the gunshot sounded, there was no longer a figure standing where Casio had been. The Shadow Demon instantly turned its gaze to take in its surroundings. It was empty, only filled with vast expanses of shadow. It was already past six, and the sun was setting. The entire warehouse was pitch black, blocking the line of sight. The door of the iron gate on the right was wide open, with the light of dusk pouring in. The Shadow Demon didnt choose to leave but instead walked towards the back of the warehouse where the goods were stacked, with its gun in hand. It moved like a trained detective, lightly treading, bending its legs to lower its center of gravity. The handgun was always raised, parallel to its line of sight. The place was isolated, entirely silent. The Shadow Demon moved slowly, like an undercover detective in a warehouse, apprehending a deal criminal. The primary dealers on both sides were already taken down, leaving only one criminal. Where could the most dangerous criminal be hiding? Bang! A tall figure burst out with a speed too quick for the ears to react, directly knocking the Shadow Demon, who was shorter, flying away. Thump, the gun and the man hit the ground at the same time. Test over A tall figure appeared next to the Shadow Demon, a heavy foot pressing on its back, making it gasp for air. Chapter 93 - 93 093 Strength Soaring (Seeking First Subscription)_1 ?Chapter 93: 093 Strength Soaring (Seeking First Subscription)_1 Chapter 93: 093 Strength Soaring (Seeking First Subscription)_1 Five minutes later, the Shadow Demon was tied to the only chair in the warehouse. To prevent any accidents, Casio had completely broken his limbs and stuffed a cloth ball into his mouth. Casio just tested it, the Shadow Demon was unable to communicate. He wouldnt reveal anything about himself or any detailed rules. It wasnt that he refused to speak, it was more like he didnt know himself. He was a killing machine created, acted on instinct once he was manifested, and was to kill Casio, his host. Casio deeply watched the terrified Shadow Demon, turned on the kerosene lamp beside him, and finally crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. The Shadow Demon couldnt reveal the information Casio wanted to know, but Casio had already obtained some intelligence from the experiment just now. Firstly, Phantomization. Shadow Demons combat with the host cannot be interfered, if any outside force wanted to assist the host, the Shadow Demon would enter phantomization. Like just now, the bullets from the handgun of the gang leader would pass directly through the Shadow Demons body, as if hitting the air, without any effect. Only the host could touch the Shadow Demon and only the host could cause damage to the Shadow Demon. Secondly, the Shadow Demon would automatically eliminate any extra factor, attacking anyone who influences the battle between the Shadow Demon and the host. For example, the Shadow Demons shooting at the seven or eight gang members just now was an example. In other words, if someone wanted to interfere with the battle between Casio and the Shadow Demon, he would most likely be attacked by both of them. Thirdly, the Shadow Demon could replicate weapons, which was obvious. Fourthly, the Shadow Demon could only replicate the memories of combat skills but could not perfectly replicate Casios personality or other memories. S~ea??h the N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Fifthly, the Shadow Demon wouldnt run away during the battle, but would have to fight to the death with the host. For example, just now when the warehouse door was open, the Shadow Demon didnt choose to leave but held the gun and went deep to find Casio. It was like a moth attracted by light. These detailed rules were mostly tested out for Casio by the gang members who accidentally intruded. Actually, given Casios strength, he could have twisted the Shadow Demons limbs the moment he was manifested, but he deliberately stepped back because he wanted to see the Shadow Demons behavioral rules. Casio was quite curious about such an oddity. Of course, what just happened was just a small experiment, Casio had more weird thoughts to try. For example, staying up for three or four nights until he was in a daze, then sleeping for twelve hours. When the Shadow Demon manifested, perhaps the one that would appear before Casio would be a person on the verge of neurasthenia from staying up all night. Or, he could take a non-lethal poison, making his body extremely weak. Then he would quickly take the antidote when the time came, using the days time difference to do a lot of things. Or why not drive a mud truck to kill the Shadow Demon? Or stand at the edge of a cliff, casting his shadow on the cliff. The moment the Shadow Demon manifested, it would appear in mid-air and fall to its death. Casios mind was humming with ideas, he couldnt stop daydreaming. These werent absurd thoughts, and they certainly werent useless. Because he couldnt guarantee that he could complete the Obsession Node of the Legendary Antiques every time he performed a retrospect. If he failed in the retrospect, Casios strength couldnt improve, and he could only face the Shadow Demon evenly. It would be better to prepare some underhand tricks in advance. It might not be moral, but as long as it worked! What kind of good quality would Casio discuss with a freakish monster? Thus, time ticked away little by little until the clock pointed at seven in the evening. On the black chair, the Shadow Demons body suddenly grew taller as its muscles expanded, his clothes being slowly torn apart. The hemp rope that bound him was also very taut. However, it was useless for the Shadow Demon to become stronger, his limbs and joints had all been removed and completely broken. Only his head was intact, but now his neck was also grabbed by a strong arm. Casio was crouching behind the Shadow Demon at the moment. With his right hand curving to constrict the neck and his left hand pressing on the Shadow Demons head, Casios eyes were as cold as ever: goodbye Crack! Casio exerted all his strength, directly twisted the Shadow Demons sturdy and strong neck by one hundred and eighty degrees, ensuring his certain death. Its over. He looked forward, the limp corpse on the chair began to melt into a vague and squirming shadow. Whoosh! The shadow returned to Casios body. In an instant, a huge flow of information flooded into his mind, which was endless combat skills. Including a lot of understanding of the Wind Elephant Fists Gale Chapter and Elephant Herd Chapter, and the use of the four killer moves. Originally, Casio had only learned more than half of the fourth kill move of the Wind Elephant Torrent, but now he had suddenly comprehended it, and it was like he had mastered it for a long time. The two years of training in the Era of Retrospection once again rushed to his mind, as if a film was being played before Casios eyes. Every detail and flaw of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art was firmly etched in his mind. Top right corner. Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Herd 67.1% (three levels in total) Wind Elephant Fist second chapter completed! It saved Casio about two or three years of time, his realm of martial arts was now on par with those old martial artists at the headquarters of the Wind Elephant Gate, or even superior. Opening his eyes, Casio slightly moved his body. Immediately, a series of crackling noises came from his body joints, and a formidable power lingered in his heart. His body muscles hadnt changed much, but his muscle density had significantly enhanced. Casio could feel that he was much heavier than before. He was just about to raise his head to look at the top right corner. A muffled thunder exploded by his ear, leading to a dawning realization. Thump thump thump His heart was beating rapidly, pumping with force. The hot and thick blood was squeezed into every corner of his bodys vessels. Casios body stiffened, his muscles trembled slightly. A large amount of heat radiated from his body surface, almost instantly his skin turned as red as a cooked lobster. Sweat gushed out from his sweat glands, instantly soaking his clothes. They even dripped onto the floor, forming a puddle. Casio could feel as if a heat vortex had formed around his belly button. When the blood flowed here, it was violently thrown out by the vortex, then raced like a bullet to his heart. The heart fiercely squeezed it out, quickly running it through to his belly button. They supplemented each other, one up and one down. That made the blood continuously speed up circulation, forming a red fine line in the body. This is the second blood accelerating node of the human body! Casios eyes widened. The dropped sweat had soaked his eyelashes, making his vision hazy and blurry. In the pitch-black warehouse, there was only the thumping heartbeat like a fierce beast. The next second, there was a thud like the beating of a drum. Casios body shook, and the sweat all over his body was thrown away by the muscle tremors, forming a water stain on the wall. He opened his eyes and exhaled a hot breath. The second realm of the martial artist, two times blood acceleration! Chapter 94 - 94 094 Rasengan (Please subscribe)_1 ?Chapter 94: 094 Rasengan (Please subscribe)_1 Chapter 94: 094 Rasengan (Please subscribe)_1 Teacher Lixia once told him that martial artists use the Core Secret Martial Arts to refine their physique beyond human limits, allowing their minds to sense and control the blood circulation in their bodies, accelerating it. There are three nodes: the heart, the navel, and the Brow Chakra. Each node that is opened can double the speed of blood acceleration and as a result, the speed at which power and strength explode in the same time. Casio had just broken through to where he could accelerate blood twice as fast, and now he could accelerate blood three times as fast! Dont forget, at this moment, Casios physique had already surpassed human limits. He could break an automobile apart with a single punch. And, this punch was three times more powerful! If he hit a human with such force, it would be like hitting a water-filled bag. Bang!! It would explode instantly, its contents scattered like stars in the sky. Casio could already envision the bloody scene. He took another confident step towards the inhuman enemy. In the shadows, Casio slowly clenched his right hand into a fist, the sound of his bone joints creaking filled the air. Boom! A huge shadow roared like a python. The intense gale caused the fabric of his clothes to ripple continuously, pressing tightly to Casios back. Mid-air, the muscular arm abruptly stopped. The faint white ripple on the surface of his fist slowly dissipated. A faint smile was present on Casios face; he had used nothing but his physical strength, not employing the Cang Feng Airflow. It was a pure three times burst based on his own physical condition. The air in front of him was compressed against his swiftly moving fist, naturally forming a faintly visible white ripple. Time to try Cang Feng Airflow As Casio had this thought, he sharply extended his right hand, with his five fingers resembled claws. Instantaneously, visible ripples of airflow squeezed out from between his fingers, covering more and more of his palm. His pupils reddened as his blood accelerated to the second level. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh The white mist in his palm started spinning rapidly. The edges presented an arc ripple similar to a gyroscope, and they spun faster and faster, forming a flat white sphere in his palm. The moment the sphere was about to be fully formed, bang!!! The sphere of air exploded. A strong wind swept the surrounding ten meters in an instant, the sound similar to that of a basketball exploding. Did I almost create a Rasengan?! Casio was surprised. He didnt expect the power of Cang Feng Airflow to increase so much under the second level blood acceleration. The airflow spinning in the same direction created a huge spiral dissipation force. If it hit a wall, it could potentially pierce right through. Even if it hit a concrete ground, it could probably create a pit. Unfortunately, the previous air bullet was not successful. Casios control was slightly lacking, and he didnt grasp the balance of the airflow very well. It seemed that to truly succeed, he would have to reach the second layer of Cang Feng Airflow, which Casio wasnt too far from achieving. Cang Feng Airflow: Second layer 69.1% (two layers) sea??h th N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. He could thank the generous gift from the Shadow Demon for this. Casio clenched his fists tightly. Now, he could probably fight several versions of his past self. Even, Casio doubted whether Heige, the eldest brother in the Wind Elephant Gate who had been a martial artist for five to six years and had gone everywhere to look for strong opponents to spar with in actual combat, would be his match. In other words, if he took part in the Martial Artist Exchange Competition in North Flow Country now, he might become the champion of the individual competition. That would be the strongest amongst all martial arts styles under the age of thirty. Power is everything. Casio uttered under his breath, his heart full of satisfaction and joy from gaining such power. Exhaledont become complacent. After taking a deep breath, Casio reminded himself, the same way Teacher Lixia had been teaching him all these years. Confidence is strength, arrogance is stupidity! Once embarking on the path of secret martial arts, one must find the direction of their own fist. Casio stretched his neck and looked at the pile of corpses in the corner, the bodies of the gang members were bloody and troublesome to deal with. Shadow Demon had killed in an overly brutal manner. Firearms are such inconvenient weapons, not as straightforward and clean as breaking their necks. Despite his complaints, he still had to deal with the aftermath. Even though these were deserving gang members, there were too many dead bodies. The police station in Baichuan City would definitely send investigators. Casio didnt wish to get entangled with those annoying detectives. During the body disposal process, he discovered a book on the gang leader who had been wielding a gun. He temporarily kept it in his pocket as he disposed the rest of the corpses on the outskirts of town under the cover of darkness. He dug a hole at a random spot and dumped all the bodies in it. At nine in the evening, Casio had cleaned the warehouse and neatly arranged all his belongings to one side. He lit the oil lamp and sat on a chair, pulling out the book. The book had a brown cover with sturdy yellow pages inside. There was something wedged between the pages. As soon as he opened to the first page, a coloured photograph fell out. With his quick reflexes, he instantly caught it mid-air. Under the light of the lamp, he glanced at it, his eyebrows furrowed. The photo depicted an antique, a gigantic brass and redwood enamel wall clock. It was beautifully crafted and was well-preserved. Its edges had extremely detailed textures. Casio opened the book and reinserted the photograph into its page. Under the dim yellow lamp, he meticulously word by word. Casio was highly interested in antiques. As the pages turned, Casio raised an eyebrow. A keyword caught his eye: Sand Dust. A recently rising power was currently challenging the position of the Black Spade Organization in the North Flow Country. Their range of operations was broad, not limited to prohibited goods, antiques, flour, murder, etc. The local gang in Baichuan City, the Black Flame Gang, had secretly been subdued by them, providing certain services for the Sand Dust Organization. The book was a list of antiques to be transported to Baichuan City. The gun-toting leader was the person responsible for managing this aspect in the Black Flame Gang. Casio was instantly reminded of the night at Phils Manor when he eavesdropped on Phils fathers conversation about the Sand Dust Organization planning an Antique Exhibition in Baichuan City. July 25th, shortly after midnight, the location of the warehouse was at 118 Beika Street, Baichuan City. A black transporting Fortune Car and three standard escorts, possibly armed This was the information Casio had gathered, which was generally similar to the information in the book, except for the date. The book mentioned the date as July 5th, which was tomorrow night, twenty days earlier than what Casio had heard at the Manor. It was clear which was the real and which was the fake. As the actual person in charge of operations and contact, the information he had was first-hand and definitely correct. This time, it seems like he had stumbled upon the truth by pure luck. Casio was intrigued and flipped the pages, one by one. The book was filled with various photos, some with one large antique, others with dozens of small antiques. When he was a third of the way through the book, under the lamplight, Casio suddenly stopped on a page holding a photo and muttered to himself. The pocket watch, the pocket watch teacher Lixia gave me Chapter 95 - 95 095 Shadow man (seeking subscription)_1 ?Chapter 95: 095 Shadow man (seeking subscription)_1 Chapter 95: 095 Shadow man (seeking subscription)_1 In the colour photograph, a large pile of antiques occupied the central area, resting in a corner at the edge of the frame was a silver pocket watch on a table. It was somewhat old but seemed well preserved. Carved on the cover of the watch, which was opened, were a large number of Genshao leaves. Also engraved on the surface were two blurry letters: NZ. NZ, Naz. Lixias elder martial brother, and Casios grand martial uncle. This pocket watch was Nazs legacy. Lixia gave this watch to Casio in the hope that he too could become as remarkable, courageous, and powerful as Naz. This watch held a special significance for Lixia. On the rainy night of the Sect Destruction War, Lixia, while on her deathbed, gave her final words C not to lose the watch. This was a symbol of inheritance I didnt expect to find it here. Casio furrowed his brows tightly, giving him another reason to intercept the goods. Originally, he was somewhat tempted by the Sand Dust Organization, transporting so many antiques to Baichuan City. He might be able to absorb some Obsession Energy from within. But now, among this batch of antiques was the pocket watch of Naz. It was something he absolutely had to get. July 5th, tomorrow night, Beika Street Casio muttered quietly, hoping the disappearance of the Black Flame Gang wouldnt affect the Sand Dust Organizations operations tomorrow. Otherwise, he would have to create a bloodbath amongst the Black Flame Gang to find what he was looking for. I hope you guys dont bring death upon yourselves. Casio shoved the notebook into his pocket and picked up the large red box next to him. Taking advantage of the thick night, he headed towards the city. Staggered white-grey buildings with grid lines perfectly framed against the endless dark sky. A handful of scattered stars twinkled and the half-hidden crescent moon was obscured by the clouds. Only a tinge of white frost was sprinkled on the ground. Black streetlights were neatly lined on both sides of the road, with only a few drunken revelers swaying around. One or two stray cats were scavenging for food near the trash can, while torn newspapers were swept away by the wind. Casio took a deep breath of the cool night air, heading toward number 25, Banner Street, where he lived in Jessicas apartment. Hm!? Casio whirled around as he sensed someone running in the right alley C his perception extremely acute since he just had a breakthrough. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump The figure appeared C a man wearing a jacket, adorned with alternative heavy metal chains. It seemed like a gangster? Coming at me? Casio felt as if the mans attention was on him. He glanced down at the heavy hand suitcase in his right hand, inside of which was one hundred and fifty thousand Federation Coins. You The man just rushed in front of Casio. Bang! The man was kicked off and skidded along the alley floor, rolling a few times before coming to a stop. Damn, even close to Leiter Street theres a thug daring to rob. The security of Baichuan city is getting worse. Casio spat, picking up the heavy suitcase and quickly walked away. He didnt want to kill here, its too close to the urban area. Besides, hes been too bloodthirsty lately, killing too many people. He needed to cool down. Under the dim moonlight, in a quiet and dark alley. A man curled on the ground, coughing. After lying down for a while, he staggered to his feet, leaning against the wall for support. Damn, why didnt he let me finish speaking! The man was not handsome, even a bit sleazy. He sports lots of hair, and his sideburns curled around his ears. A shiny metal chain was hanging around his neck. He reached out to wipe the saliva on his mouth that had been kicked out. Did he think I was some street thug? The man glanced at his outfit, feeling almost certain about the misperception. He never thought there would be a day when hed be mistaken for a thug because of his dressing! This was indeed a great insult to Ugo, the rottweiler! He walked a few steps forward to the intersection, only to find that the main road was already deserted: Damn!, he had to turn back the way he came from. In a house within the residential area of Leiter Street Ugo you got kicked flying just like that?! A beautiful woman clad in a tight black dress looked at him. She was not just teasing, but also clearly surprised. Ugo was no ordinary man, and certainly not a common thug. He was an elite member of their Shadowless Organization, a one in a hundred combatant among the parasitized. As a rottweiler, Ugo had overcome the Shadow Demon thrice, his physique was more than double that of an ordinary person. He was adept in various types of boxing and combat techniques, making him a backbone of their combat unit. And just like that, he got kicked by someone? It might have been due to his negligence, yet the opponent was most certainly a combat expert. sea??h th novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. If there are such experts they would definitely want to integrate them into the organization, and not let them be ruthlessly killed by the lackeys of the Shadow Demon. Dont bring up the bloody obvious. Ugo looked annoyed, Hmm he really does pack a punch. Although it was a sudden sneak attack, hes quite likely a skilled fighter. He probably isnt as good as I am in direct combat, but he might have about 70% to 80% of my strength, Ugo explained. They came from an organization known as the Shadowless. In this age of rapid technological advancement, where everything changes daily, the economy thrives and metropolises rise. But, under the surface of every sparkling, beautiful area, theres always a filthy, dark underbelly. The monsters of the underworld greedily eye the flourishing city from the gaps below, humans, frail humans are their prey. And the Shadowless Organization is the dark life-form birthed between these monsters and humans. All the members of the Shadowless Organization are individuals whove been parasitized by the Shadow Demon. They barely survive successive demon manifestations, seeking ways to avoid assimilation. And it is this desire to survive that brought them together. All members of the Shadowless Organization are hosts to the Shadow Demon. Not only do they have to face the threat of the demon but also fend off its minions smelling their scent. Therefore, they have formed an organization to help each other, resist the Shadow Demon, find methods, and also align with new partners. The reason they came to Baichuan City this time was to follow the gathering of the Shadow Demons minions. The Shadowless Organization has special detection tools that can find similar comrades in the crowd. Unfortunately, Ugo found Casio and was just about to explain the situation when he was kicked by Casio, mistaking him for a gangster trying to rob him. In the room, Ugo sighed slowly, I wont hold a grudge against him for that kick, I will go find him again in a few days. I hope his degree of assimilation doesnt exceed 70%. Indeed, assimilation, a word Casio had never heard before. In Ugos understanding, the rules of the Shadow Demon and Casios understandings were poles apart. Firstly, the basic rule of the demons manifestation hadnt changed; it still copied a person who was exactly the same as yourself. The specifics, however, are completely different. As per Ugos understanding, losing to the Shadow Demon did not result in straight-up replacement, but partial assimilation. When he first lost to the Shadow Demon, he was probably assimilated about 5%. Each subsequent loss would increase the assimilation rate. The Shadow Demon would need approximately nine victories to fully assimilate and replace the host. In other words, you have nine chances to fail. Casio: ??? 19 equals 9. So, I have to face perma-death and become a god! A difference between having nine lives and one life seemed to be quite significant. Chapter 96 - 96 096 Mourning_1 ?Chapter 96: 096 Mourning_1 Chapter 96: 096 Mourning_1 Of course, the level of the risks varies, and so do the rewards received after victory. For Ugo and his team, defeating a Shadow Demon only yields about one-third of the physical strength and combat skills. Ugo, after three victories, could only amplify his physique by 2.3 times which, while much more than an average person, still falls far away from a professional boxer. He hasnt even touched the threshold of human limits. Casio, however, progresses in leaps and bounds. So, both have their pros and cons. Ugos way of hosting the Shadow Demon poses a lesser risk, offering multiple opportunities but naturally the gains are lesser. With the way Casio hosts the Shadow Demon, the threat is enormous, resulting in instant death upon failure. As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold, hence, the higher the risk, the greater the reward. The organization just sent some intel C at least five Steel Claw Level Shadow Demons have arrived in Baichuan City, and even a Red Eye Level one! The lady in black speaks gravely, especially about the latter piece of news. Upon hearing this, Ugo frowns, showing a troubled expression. Steel Claw Level and Red Eye Level are categories created by the Shadowless Organization to gauge the strength of Shadow Demons. As the name of Steel Claw Level suggests, the claws of these Shadow Demons are extremely sharp, like finely forged blades. In addition to their physical capabilities and the original combat skills of their host, each of them is a top-notch assassin, proving to be too powerful for their human counterparts. Ugo reckons that his power is quite formidable but even so, he could only distract a Steel Claw Level Shadow Demon with the help of others. As for a one-on-one confrontation, he would be doomed. The Red Eye Level is even more terrifying, having totally surpassed human limits. A case in point, a single Red Eye Level demon could slaughter an armed gang of a hundred in the dark of night. The name Red Eye, as you would guess, comes from the fiery red eyes the demons possess when committing their massacres in the dark. Why have so many Shadow Demons gathered in Baichuan City? And high-level ones at that! Ugo exclaims, widening his eyes, Other than that guy, could there be any other hosts in Baichuan City? Or, did these Shadow Demons just happen to pass by here? Ugo shakes his head. He finds it improbable to connect the major actions of the Shadow Demons to Casio who has only ever practiced some combat techniques. These Shadow Demons probably have a bigger plan in mind. I suspect they are planning some major operations. The organization has drawn attention to this and is planning to send some agents over to monitor the actions of the Shadow Demons in a few days. The lady in black knocks on the table, As for our future comrade, we should find an opportunity to remind him quickly these next couple of days Otherwise, if any of those five Steel Claw Level Shadow Demons that have arrived in Baichuan City perceive him No need to fear, he would be dead! Id be dead too if I encounter a Steel Claw Level demon one-on-one. How about this, Ill find an opportunity to explain this to him in a day or two. Ugo shakes his head. The lady in blacks beautiful eyes shift between Ugos clothes and hairstyle, then she sighs, I should go instead sea??h th NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Mind that he doesnt kick you again. ******************** The next morning breaks with clear weather. Sunlight filters through the white gaps of the hovering clouds, casting strands of golden light that seem to clothe the tall spires and domes of Baichuan Citys buildings in a golden veil. On either side of the road, dew drops brush past the delicate green leaves on the ornamental trees, pitter-pattering onto the soft surface of the mud ground. Ding ding ding, ding ding ding The metal alarm clock on the wooden bedside table rings incessantly. Thump, a coarse, hefty hand silences it. The pure white sheet is pulled back, Casio doesnt have the habit of lazing in bed. He promptly gets up and stretches lazily. He casually opens the curtain, allowing the brilliant sunlight from outside to pour in. The grey road outside is mostly obscured by the lush protective trees, though the gaps between the leaves still offer glimpses of black cars rushing by. After standing by the window for a while, Casio steps into the bathroom for a wash and to change his clothes. To be honest, he feels a bit of a stranger to his surroundings now, having spent two years in the past 70 years ago. A sudden change of scene and era does make one feel somewhat lost. However, fortunately, Casio is good at adapting. After showering, he manages to shake off that sense of unfamiliarity. But then, he encounters another problem. His clothes are too small, they wont fit. Standing at the mirror on the wooden wardrobe, Casio tugs at his black and white striped casual top. Though he gets it on, it strains at the shoulders and arms, and its also too short at the bottom. If he zips it, it probably wont even cover his belly button. A crop top?! Casio makes a weird face, shaking off the ridiculous image in his mind. He takes off the ill-fitting outfit, and starts rummaging in his closet again. If you must say that Casio is smart, he is, to some extent. He anticipated that when he returned to the real world from the Era of Retrospection, the increase in strength and size would mean his old clothes would no longer fit. Thus, he made a point of bringing a box containing larger sized clothes he had purchased. But, Casio didnt think it through entirely C he only bought one change of clothes and neglected to take into account clothes for daily wear. The Shadow Demon spilled a lot of blood from the gangsters while it was killing them, a lot of which got onto Casios clothes. Casio doesnt have any clothes after washing the stained ones. After ten minutes of searching, the only outfit he can comfortably wear turns out to be the coachs combat suit given by the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. With no other choice, Casio puts it on. After sorting out his bedroom layout, he opens the door and heads downstairs, bumping into Mrs. Jessica on his way. Good day, Mrs. Jessica. Oh Good day Mr. Azimbek. Maintaining a smile, Casio nods and quickly exits the apartment. He still remembers that the last time Mrs. Jessica called him Mr. Dimitrios, this time she called him Mr. Azimbek. In a word, dont hold grudges against people with severe amnesia. The weather is sunny. A row of camphor trees block the sunlight, and only the scattered patches of golden light filtering through their moving leaves shine on peoples faces. Casio arrives at the north side of Banner Street. The breakfast shop there has already begun its business for the day, and the air is filled with the aroma of grilled sausage. He takes a seat at a random breakfast shop, orders some food, and while chewing, he watches the ceaseless stream of pedestrians and vehicles on the main road. As the Federation Calendar 156 draws near, the world seventy years ago slowly blurs and recedes. What is unreal remains unreal I cant change anything in that time, Ill simply be a silent observer then Casio pulls at the corner of his mouth, taking a huge bite of the juicy sausage. After a couple of chews, he swallows. He takes out a colored photo from his pocket and gazes at it deeply. The antique pocket watch in the corner is so inconspicuous. Perhaps, I can still give a brief moment of remembrance to that time Chapter 97 - 97 097 Black eats black (4000)_1 ?Chapter 97: 097 Black eats black (4000)_1 Chapter 97: 097 Black eats black (4000)_1 Of course, he had another goal. The large batch of antiques transported by the Sand Dust Organization differed from ordinary antiques. On the antique catalogue, many items had an engaging story about the original owner, and some valuable pieces even had background tales. This was probably done to inflate the antiques prices, making them worth more. Of course, there are indeed many pieces in this batch that have interesting stories. This was exactly what Casio was drawn to, perhaps the proportion of antiques with obsessions in this collection would be higher. He thought for a while and then quickly finished his breakfast. Then he walked towards the Central Street District in Baichuan City. There was a tram straight to the center of the city just a hundred meters ahead on Banner Street. Casio paid for a ticket and sat down. The tram layout wasnt very different from modern subways, with long bench-like seats on both sides. But the seats in this era are not made of metal, but of wood, looking like recliners, and there was a layer of dark red, soft leather cushion underneath, making the journey quite comfortable. Around eight in the morning, the tram doors opened. Casio stepped down, figured out his location, and started walking. He spent an entire morning bustling about. First, he visited a tailor shop to order a large set of different types of clothing. After getting his measurements, he ordered two more sets of even larger sizes. Casio had learned his lesson from the past and was now planning ahead so he would make no mistakes. Otherwise, he would have been too foolish, unless he had amnesia. Also, this era already has large special clothing stores. But Casio was an exception with his almost 1.9 meter tall muscular physique, appropriate clothes were very few. If returned to his enhanced physique later on, he would need even larger clothes. Its better to have a tailor-made solution once and for all. Of course, Casio felt that he wouldnt continue growing taller or heavier, the next enhancement should lead to an increase in his muscle density and bone density. For instance, when the Shadow Demons physique was upgraded the day before, Casio did not continue to bulk up. Instead, his overall weight increased a lot without any change in his appearance. His muscle density had increased significantly, thus greatly enhancing his physical defense too. The two went hand in hand. Besides, Casio was also looking for another place to stay. Now that he had a lot of money, he wanted to move to a new place. Although Jessicas apartment was good, it was inevitably crowded around. Also, having neighbors made it inconvenient for Casio to install some exercise equipment or to undertake large-scale exercises. If he did so, he would probably be complained about by his neighbors immediately. Therefore, finding a standalone house was the best choice. Casio now had a lot of money in his hands, a hundred and fifty thousand Federal Coins from the gang, seventy thousand from Phils father, and twenty to thirty thousand from the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. Excluding what he had spent, he still had over two hundred thousand, enough to buy a small residential house. Unfortunately, after a morning of searching and visiting two or three real estate companies, he didnt find a residence that satisfied him. S~ea??h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Then he thought of his cheap disciple Phil. Perhaps he could ask Phil and his brother Matthew in the afternoon at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. After all, their family ran a company and had a wide network, so they might have some connections in this area. Casio wouldnt waste his energy and time blindly searching then. In the afternoon, after having lunch in the Central Street District, he put on his newly bought black jacket and duckbill cap and got on the tram. The tailor-made clothes would take time, so Casio bought a few sets of clothes from the most famous large clothing store in the Central Street District, Green Lotus, to make do with for the time being. They would be ready in about half a week. The time passed quickly, and soon it was afternoon. The door of the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall was pushed open, and a tall and muscular figure walked in, accompanied by a shoulder bag. Casio glanced at the counter by the door. The old man with bat-like hair was still focused with utmost seriousness, engrossed in reading a colored magazine, his face full of anticipation. Old Mack. He walked over and tapped on the table with his finger. Oh, its Coach Li Wei. Your keys are here. The old man looked up abruptly, wiping drool from the corner of his mouth. He then opened the drawer of the counter and took out a set of keys. There were many keys on the keyring, each with a tag bearing Casios name. Coachs room, exercise room, locker room Thanks. Casio picked up the keys, and, not forgetting to give a reminder before leaving. Take care of your health. Heh, Im just looking and enjoying myself. At my age, even if theres desire, theres no energy, Old Mack sighed. On the other hand, Coach Li Wei, Im really envious of your robust and tall physique. There are so many beautiful female coaches and students in the martial arts hall who covet you. You just havent noticed it. Really? Casio slightly raised his eyebrows. He picked up the shoulder bag with his clothes, grabbed a white towel from the rack on the wall, swung it around, and put it over his neck. Walking down the hall, people on both sides kept greeting Casio, his popularity in Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall was quite evident. Hi! Coach Li Wei! A beautiful girl dressed in tight fitness clothes smiled and waved at Casio. She tied a black ponytail, her upper body tight tank top accentuated her full and enticing figure, the tight pants perfectly highlighted her long, tight legs. The girls name seemed to be Hannah, a regular customer of Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall who had been reserving Casios combat classes recently. Chapter 98 - 98 097 Black eats black (4000)_2 ?Chapter 98: 097 Black eats black (4000)_2 Chapter 98: 097 Black eats black (4000)_2 Ah, hello there. Hannah Casio nodded. Perhaps because of Old Macks reminder earlier, he scanned Hannah with his eyes. He noticed that her gaze was constantly lingering on his solid pectoral muscles and his sturdy waist, occasionally sliding unintentionally to the inside of his strong thighs. Casio was startled. Now, he somewhat understood how those pretty girls felt when they were ogled by men on the streets. His feelings were complicated and shy, mixed with anger. I didnt expect Coach Li Wei to remember my name. Hannah squinted and chuckled, her lips glowing with a peachy luster, her face faintly showing a hint of flirtatiousness. Ah? Coach, you seem to have gotten taller and more muscular. Her subtlety bordered on intrusive as her gaze swept over him. Damn it! Casio cursed inwardly, pretended not to hear, and moved on quickly. He could sense this woman trying to bewitch him. Of course, perhaps bewitching is a bit too much. Attracting might be more accurate. Thereafter, on his way from the front hall to the changing room. Many people greeted Casio, a majority of whom were women, and at least half of them had suspicious looks. Casio had never before noticed that he was so well-liked? When he reached the changing room, he opened his locker and changed into his yellow Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall combat suit, then walked out. In the toilet next to him, Casio washed his hands and glanced at the mirror. The man inside might not be handsome, but his features were deep and 3D. His reserved and silent temperament had a cool vibe. Additionally, his upright stature and strong physique unexpectedly gave Casio an inexplicably unique masculine charm. So was he seen as a hot commodity in the eyes of women? Hehe. He laughed helplessly, scooped up a handful of water to wash his face. Then he left the toilet and headed towards the training room. With a creak, Casio turned the doorknob and entered. This was a rather spacious room, larger than the living room in Jessicas apartment. The floor was uniformly covered with grey tiles, the walls were snow-white, with no additional decorations. There were two or three pots of green indoor plants placed in the corner. The rest were training facilities. Pulling back a corner of the window, Casio glanced outside. It was the sports field of the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, with several trainees jogging. He looked at the time, he had arrived half an hour early. Having nothing else to do, he started to train immediately. In fact, many habits from the Era of Retrospection have been influencing Casio, and he gradually didnt want to waste a single moment. Whenever there was a break, he would feel uncomfortable if he didnt practice his Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. If there was an ailment associated with training too much. Then he would definitely be in the late stages of TRAINing Cancer. Half an hour later, slanted sunlight came into the room. A dozen students were in the midst of combat training under Casios guidance, among which three of them were familiar to him. Naturally, it was Phil and his friend Milo, as well as Tifa, who was fond of combat. Next, well practice in pairs. During the spar, try to apply the small combat skills Ive taught in the previous lessons. Casio took a few steps forward and approached Phil: Lets start. Immediately, everyone started finding their own opponents. Those familiar with each other paired up and started to spar. Meanwhile, next to Casio, Milo glanced at Phil, who was staring straight at Tifa in the distance, seemingly about to walk over. In front of the rectangular window, Casio walked over and said: Tifa, Phil, and Milo, you three come over here. The four of them gathered in the corner. Hows your progress with the Burst techniques I taught you? Casio stroked his chin and glanced at the three of them. Not bad. Phil replied. Im doing alright as well. Milo echoed. Its challenging, Ive only grasped a tiny bit Tifa stood very straight, speaking somewhat reluctantly. Casio chuckled internally, it sounded like Milo and Phil were progressing faster than Tifa. In reality, it was the opposite. Tifa surely had a better grasp of the tactics taught by Casio compared to the other two. S~ea??h the ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. All three of them werent wrong, Milo and Phil indeed thought they were doing okay because they were blissfully ignorant, and they were happy with the small progress they made. On the other hand, Tifa, who had been training seriously for many years, had a much clearer understanding of combat. The progress she made was negligible compared to the whole explosive technique, it was simply a tiny application of it. Thats why she claimed to have just touched on the beginnings of it. Tifa was aware that her coach was incredibly skilled. Just the small explosive tips he taught her in the past few days were far better than what she was taught in the Snowflake Middle Schools Combat Club. So, Tifa was more eager to earnestly learn. She even planned to propose to Casio to teach her after getting familiar with him in some time. The reason she didnt ask directly now was because they hadnt known each other long enough, and Tifa was afraid that her request would be rejected directly. Since you think youre doing well, Phil, why not spar with Tifa, let me see your level. Casio said with a slight smile. In his previous few classes, he taught these three teenagers an explosive technique. Of course, this was not the two explosive techniques from the complete Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique, but a condensed version of it. At most, it can enhance the speed by about one-third. Dont underestimate this 0.3, even an extra 0.1 is deadly in close combat. More importantly, this 0.3 is an enhancement based on the users physique. As long as they practice to strengthen their physique, using the explosive technique will naturally be more effective. Next, Casio watched the two spar. Phil initially started excitedly, but within a few seconds, he was beaten until he looked like a dazed eggplant and lost all his enthusiasm. He was letting himself get trampled all over. The supposedly not bad explosive technique was also incredibly clumsy and paled in comparison to Tifas proficiency. Phil was somewhat disheartened. Dont get discouraged, you just started learning, didnt you? Casio patted Phils shoulders. For the next several hours, things continued as usual. Casio received news that the Combat Club at the Snowflake Middle School was about to rank its members by an internal bout. He immediately encouraged Phil to give it a try. He even joked that if Phil made significant progresses in the ranking, he would certainly win the respect of others, and it goes without saying who these others were. Of course, Casio didnt do this just to be encouraging. He knew that the combat and explosive techniques he taught were useful. If Phil were to participate, he would definitely make significant progress. As a result, he would take Casio, his martial arts teacher, more seriously. Having a closer relationship with Phils family would be beneficial, at least for now, Casio still needed help from Phils older brother and father. Also, Casio asked Phil to send a message to Matthew. He wanted Matthew to help him find a suitable new residence. This small favor, naturally, Phil agreed to do immediately. After finished from work at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, Casio had dinner in the vicinity of Red Tower Street and then returned to Jessicas apartment to prepare. He continued till around half-past ten on the 5th night. Baichuan City, Main Urban Area, Beika Street. A pair of black boots stepped on a corner of the street, and the grey-white street bricks made a quiet sound, instantly breaking the silence of Beika Street. The streetlight emitted a yellow glow, shining on the sturdy chest of the visitor. A tall and burly silhouette silently surveyed the street, a couple of goldfish-mouth sedans were parked on the roadside parking spot. The night breeze blew, causing the leaves to rustle. On the cover of a bronze trash can, a heterogeneous wild cat lay down, sleeping. Occasionally, leaves would fall onto the street. This wasnt a commercial district nor a residential area. Naturally, there were few passersby, especially after ten oclock at night. Perhaps it would be half an hour before someone would pass by. This was to the liking of the antique transportation vehicle of the Sand Dust Organization. It also catered to the tastes of Casio, who was planning some mischief. He planned to commit a crime here. As time passed by minute by minute, the round moon was blocked by huge dark clouds, and only a few scattered stars flickered light. At the front end of the street, a bright light was projected. A black square Fortune Car drove into the street of Beika Street. Chapter 99 - 99 098 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)_1 ?Chapter 99: 098 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)_1 Chapter 99: 098 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)_1 Honk The Fortune Car honked gently as it turned into the street, its pale yellow light casting an oblique glow on one side of the road, causing a glaring reflection off a trash can. With a soft splutter, the car wheels crushed a newspaper on the ground as the block-like black vehicle sped past. In the passenger seat to the right, a fierce-faced youth sported a cigarette in his mouth, a handgun rested between his legs. He exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes slightly narrowed. This antique transportation task was important; any suspicious entities approaching the moving Fortune Car would be swiftly exterminated by the man. Huh?! In the drivers seat, the mans eyes suddenly widened. Two massive headlights on the Fortune Car projected a large circle of yellow light, illuminating the darkness ahead. At some unknown point, a tall silhouette had taken position right at the center of the zebra crossing, standing still as if a sculpture. The cars headlights cast a long, angled shadow of the figure, which squirmed and morphed as the light approached. Idiot! The man floored the accelerator, and the car roared forward. He picked up the handgun resting on his thigh, cocking the firearm. Boom!!! Crash!!! The man quickly raised his head, only to see a massive, pitch-black iron fist shattering the glass, enlarging rapidly in front of his eyes like an incoming shell. Boom! Crash A head burst apart, spraying red and white brain matter, forming a fan shape that splattered against the back of the car, coating the recliner with a thick layer of the gruesome sauce. Thud. The man collapsed onto the drivers seat. He had no head left. The right hand he had just been trying to lift fell back down, the handgun dropped between his legs with a clatter. Are two men missing? Casio suddenly appeared out of the darkness, shaking his arm to get rid of the nauseating tomato sauce. Striding forward, he appeared instantaneously on the rear roof of the Fortune Car, pulling back the curtain with a stretch of his hand. It was a vacant space, and there was no one guarding either side. On the trucks floor were an array of antiques covered by a black cloth. Ran away? Casio quickly turned his head to look behind him. Beika Street was completely deserted. There were no pedestrians, not even the stray cat that had been sleeping on the trash can was there. It had run off. Confused, he walked back to the front of the vehicle, opened the car door, and threw the corpse of the Sand Dust Organization member to the side. Afterward, he started the vehicle and drove it into a secluded alleyway. Buzz buzz buzz A Fortune Car with severe front hood damage came to a halt. At the front of the car, a long, deep dent had resulted in a deformation of the metal. The positioning of the two headlights was a bit askew. Click. The drivers door opened, and Casio strolled down from it. He glanced at his sturdy right leg; his muscles and skin were intact, but the pants from the knee to the root of his leg was tattered. Gonna need a new pair of casual pants tomorrow Thinking this to himself, Casio then switched off the car lights. He pulled back the curtain and made his way into the roof-top compartment of the Fortune Car. Turning on a small flashlight, he lifted all the black cloth off the antiques. Immediately, a bitter taste suffused his mouth. Casios eyes lit up, and a faint smile curled at the corners of his mouth. He extended his hand to touch and examine each of the antiques. Soon, Casio found what he was looking for: three items in total a large brass hanging clock, a landscape painting, and a miniature porcelain vase. An icy stream of energy slowly flowed into his arm, spreading throughout his body, making him feel like he was immersed in steam. In the top right corner, the numbers began to jump. Obsession Energy: 0.80.91.0 Although slow, its rise was steady. When Casios arm started to feel slightly stiff from the cold, the jumping of the Obsession Energy stooped. Casio looked again at the upper right corner of the car. Obsession Energy: 2.4 It had jumped by 1.6! Quite satisfying. If Casio remembered correctly, just before the second retrospective occurred his Obsession Energy was at 2.3, now it was 0.1 higher. This might be sufficient for the third retrospective to occur, but there was a risk it could fail. But considering the recent increase, it shouldnt be far from the necessary number. Casio estimated that the energy required for the third retrospective was probably between 2.0 and 2.5. It couldnt be more than 2.5, that would be too high. Exhaling a slow breath, Casio surveyed the numerous antiques within the vehicle, and suddenly he felt something was off. Where was the pocket watch? Wasnt it inside? He promptly fetched the antiques catalogue from his pocket, comparing the objects in the vehicle with the ones in the book. Sear?h the ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. He quickly noticed that at least half the antiques were missing. This particular Fortune Car was only carrying half of them. Connecting this to the information he had previously acquired, supposedly there were three people from the Sand Dust Organization transporting the antiques, but only one appeared. Could it be that killing the Black Flame Gang leader yesterday had alarmed the snake forcing the Sands Dust Organization to change their plan at the last minute? Casio furrowed his brow. He wasnt fond of digging deep into the relationships between events C he preferred to solve problems bluntly. Immediately, a phrase jumped out in his mind. The Black Flame Gang. The Black Flame Gang had been secretly taken over by the Sand Dust Organization. If there was a change in the Organization, there was a high probability they would notify the Black Flame Gang. Even further, if the Black Flame Gang was the only underground force the Sand Dust Organization controlled in Baichuan City Perhaps the remaining antiques were with the Black Flame Gang. Pian on Baichuan City belonged to the Black Spade in theory, so the Sand Dust Organization didnt dare send too many members in openly; that would risk being discovered. Hence, the Black Flame Gang had become their white glove C or, more accurately, their black glove. Chapter 100 - 100 098 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)_2 ?Chapter 100: 098 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)_2 Chapter 100: 098 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)_2 Should I go? As soon as this thought rose in Casios mind, he discarded it. The prey that was already in his mouth had no reason to escape. The incredible confidence brought by the two exacerbations of the realm gave Casio a sense that dodging bullets based on his speed and reaction abilities were as easy as pie. Even confronting bullets wasnt impossible, unless it was heavy machine gun fire, there was nothing to fear. A chance of obtaining a great deal of Obsession Energy was right in front of his eyes. If Casio were to miss it tonight, he probably would not be able to sleep. The Black Flame Gangs territory is in the west district. Their most famous establishment is the Famicar Strip Club, at 17 Ming Guang Street He muttered to himself, not because he had been there, but because the Famicar Strip Club was very famous. Many male trainers of the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall would discuss it during their changing times, often gushing excitedly, their faces flashing lecherous smiles. At that moment, they resembled Old Mack at the front desk. Ming Guang Street is not far from here, its probably past three main streets. It seems like Im going to have a busy night Casio got off the Fortune Car and moved to the drivers seat. He picked up a black handgun from the blanket and then quickly walked away after closing the door. ******************** Whoa! Haha! Put some more effort into it for old man! Theres a reward! Hahaha, its still comfortable here! A slightly dim hall was filled with excited exclamations, the air was filled with hormones. In the center of the round hall was a ͡ shaped crimson stage bathed in the only spotlight. On the stage were evenly arranged silver steel pipes, and five bombshell strippers were sensually twisting their beautiful bodies like snakes. Under the dim yellow light, the candied and glistening pale bronze skin attracted all lustful gazes. They stared closely at the key areas, their hearts screaming strip, strip. And each time a piece of clothing was stripped away, there came a huge cheer from below. The guests who didnt care about money threw the bills in their hands, as a reward for the strippers. The underground circular hall welcomed guests coming in and out constantly, always maintaining a scale of over a hundred people. There was a bar on the side of the hall, where the thirsty guests could order some alcoholic drinks. Their sales were no less than any bar. Moreover, the drinks at the bar were much more expensive. But, the excited little brothers who were watching the striptease, how would they care about these extra two or three Federation coins? The Famicar Club had the highest quality strippers, these sexy ladies were money-harvesting tools. At the entrance, a man with slicked-back hair and a black vest came in. He was about 1.8 meters tall with strong and powerful muscles in his exposed arms. On the upper arm, there was a black tattoo, which bore a flame symbol. The man fixated on the strippers dancing on the stage as soon as he stepped in, whistled, and walked towards the bar. Oh, Lonas here. Several gang members sitting in black chairs and drinking glanced over and lifted their glasses in greeting. Drink! Drink! Lona came over and desperately banged on the table. He was a regular drunkard. What for today? Blue Blood, Persian Cat, or Lemon Sunrise? The black-vested bartender came over and was wiping clean a glass wine cup with a white cloth strip while talking about different kinds of cocktails. None of those, bring me a Burning Flame! Lona handed over a large banknote. Yo, you always pick the expensive ones to shear the sheep! You sure know how to play, Lona. A gang member drank a sip of his drink from the side. The Famicar Strip Club was an industry controlled by the Black Flame Gang, all members could get a half-price discount for their drinks. Of course, they couldnt drink too much, only five glasses a day at most. And Burning Flame was one of the most expensive cocktails at the bar, It was strong and had a high afterburn, but it was delicious. None of your business. Lona threw himself onto the chair. Several gang members then started to drink happily. Hahaha! Well done!!! The entire strip club began to boil over because the clothes of the several strippers above were all removed, revealing all of their figures. A large cheer and reward immediately sprang up from below. Lona looked at the stage, blew a whistle, then got up and said, I drank a little too much, Im going to use the bathroom. I bet youre so excited you want to jerk off! Hahahaha A few gang members nearby burst into laughter. Go for it, I shoot cannons, not handguns. Lona belched and headed for the toilet. After a bit of maneuvering, he finally arrived at a restroom. The smell of urine and alcohol was blended with a sour stench of vomit. It seems that the bar at the club has a high turnover of liquor. Lona muttered something to himself and then made his way to the urinal. He had hardly been peeing for a while when heavy footsteps echoed from outside. Shortly after, a tall figure stood quietly beside him. Lona glanced sideways, and his first reaction was that the man was incredibly tall, nearly 1.9 meters. The mans muscles were as solid as if he practiced bodybuilding. Lona sniffed the air, there seemed to be a whiff of blood, but the other smells were so strong that it was hardly noticeable. A moment later, Lona shook out the last drops and zipped up his pants. Suddenly, a deep voice came from the side. Done urinating? Huh? Lona turned, baffled and confused. A black gun barrel was pointed squarely at his head. !!! The few gang members at the bar were still drinking and chatting. One of them asked, Whats taking that drunk Lona so long? Did he get too wasted and faceplant into the urinal? Or maybe hes still in there helping himself? Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Hahahaha The air was filled with a cheerful aura. If Lona were here, hed be bitter. He didnt go to the restroom to jerk off, instead, someone else was pointing a gun at him. The moment the gun barrel was pointed at Lona, he had no choice. He had to follow the man out of the restroom, pretending to be arm in arm, and leave through an alternate passage in the strip club. Under the moonlight, in the dimly lit narrow lane. I ask, you answer, understand? I I understand. If I see that youre lying to me, I wont hesitate to pull the trigger. So please value your life, ok? I understand, I understand! Good. So the first question is, where is the headquarters of the Black Flame Gang? Tell me the exact address and general area Five minutes later, Casio got what he wanted. Sometimes firearms prove more effective than fists, at least for ordinary people who arent aware of the situation. A stark black gun pointed at your head is far more terrifying than someone threatening you with a fist. Ferren Street, number 36 Casio murmured to himself. Yes Yes Lona was nodding desperately, Ive told you everything I know, please dont shoot! Of course. Casio coldly glanced at Lona and then tucked his handgun into his waistband, standing silently. Lona sighed in relief and took two steps forward. Click! Under the moonlight, Lonas head twisted 180 degrees. He was about to collapse when a large hand steadied him. Casio never intended to pull the trigger in the first place. It would have been messy with blood splattering everywhere. Snapping necks was far cleaner and more convenient. Furthermore, the least trustworthy group in the world is the gangs. Dont expect these filthy sewer rats to adhere to any kind of moral code, especially these small fry gangs. Casio wouldnt bother talking about honor with them. It doesnt work, they only understand the language of fists and guns! After dealing with Lonas corpse, Casios goal was clear: the headquarters of the Black Flame Gang! With Casios current agility, a bunch of small gangsters couldnt possibly stop him. If there were members of the Sand Dust Organization present, that would be even better, he was curious to see how tough this up-and-coming organization stirring up trouble in North Flow Country really was. Chapter 101 - 101 099 Firearms Are They Such a Disadvantage (4100)_1 ?Chapter 101: 099 Firearms: Are They Such a Disadvantage? (4100)_1 Chapter 101: 099 Firearms: Are They Such a Disadvantage? (4100)_1 36 Ferren Street, its a medium-sized mansion. On the northeast side of the mansion near the side door, a rectangular warehouse was wide open. A black classic car parked at the entrance where a man and a woman were carefully moving stuff in. Over a dozen members of the Black Flame Gang were waiting nearby, along with several hand carts. As the two unloaded the goods, gang members hastily ran over. Small antiques were carefully cradled in their hands, while larger antiques were placed onto hand carts. One person would pull the cart, while another held onto the antiques, to protect them from any possible accident. They handled every job with care because these antiques were invaluable. If they were damaged or broken, they would likely be killed on the spot by boss Edward. Handle with care Boss Edward, standing nearby, reminded them. A middle-aged man of about 1.75 meters, he, like all the gang members, preferred wearing black jackets. On the right side of the jacket was a white skull logo. His arm was tattooed with a black flame, the emblem of the Black Flame Gang. Coming down the internal road of the mansion was a tall, thin man who quickly walked over and whispered something in Edwards ear. What? You havent received the other Fortune Car yet? What are you playing at? Wasnt it supposed to be at Beika Street? Edward felt his subordinates were useless for not even being able to handle such a simple matter. The Zephyr lieutenant who was responsible for the transfer along with his members had disappeared yesterday leaving Edward himself to personally oversee everything. Moving stuff in the dead of the night was not a pleasant job. In fact, the Sand Dust Organizations split into two groups and Casios operation last night had nothing to do with each other because Edward had stupidly not reported the disappearance of his men to anyone. Perhaps it would take another five or six days before he suspected something was wrong. Edwards brain was fried from snorting cocaine last night and this morning. The Sand Dust Organization had indeed notified the Black Flame Gang, but only partially. They intentionally divided their forces and delivered to the Black Flame Gang via two routes. Half of the antiques were taken directly to 36 Ferren Street, the Black Flame Gangs headquarters warehouse, and the other half of the antiques were supposed to go to 118 Beika Street. This would ensure that one incident wouldnt compromise the entire operation. After all, the Black Spade A controlled Baichuan City on the surface. Being cautious never hurt anyone. It was actually the right decision. Had the trio not split up, they might have all been wiped out by Casio. Anything wrong? By the Fortune Car, a man with brown curly hair approached. Despite the heat, he was still wearing black gloves. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose bridge, he looked more like a scholar than a member of an underground gang. Oh, Mr. Kiria, theres an issue. Edward quickly explained what he had just heard. Kiria frowned, silent. He felt something was off and went back to his companions to relay the information. At the same time, outside the mansion in the small alleyway. A tall man wearing a mask stepped out of the darkness, the pupils beneath the holes in his mask were cold and indifferent. This is the place Casio murmured to himself, he was wearing a mask not to look cool, but to hide his identity. According to Lonas testimony, there were quite a few people in the Black Flame Gangs hideout. Casio was not afraid of the number of people, but if there were too many, it might be hard for him to kill them all and some who had seen his face could escape. Casio did not want to see his own wanted poster on the wall the next day, in which case he would have to leave Baichuan City again. Standing in the alleyway, Casio looked up at the high wall. The white wall was approximately two and a half meters tall, topped off with rows of black spikes. He retreated slightly and took three big steps forward before bounding into the air like a spring. With a soft thud, his feet landed on the ground. Whos there?! A voice suddenly came from not too far away. A skilled contender? Casio quickly sized up his surroundings. This was the back of the warehouse, a white stone path in front of him. He had landed in a flower garden, with a row of ornamental trees lining the front. On the white stone road, dozens of meters away, a youth with black gloves was sprinting like a cheetah. This speed doesnt seem to belong to a gang member Casio slightly squinted his eyes, guessing that the man was a member of the Sand Dust Organization and just happened to be at the Black Flame Gangs base. Since his cover was blown, Casio figured there was no need to hide anymore. He instantly jumped out of the flower garden and stood on the white stone floor. From the Sand Dust Organization, are you? Casio asked calmly. Die! Kiria didnt bother wasting words and charged at him, his foot slid forward and his hands swiftly swung into action. His fists, resembling spikes, thrust towards Casio at a rapid speed. The punch was fast, but a palm came even faster, smacking the fist away with a bang. Taken aback, Kiria stumbled, surprised by the force, which was seemingly much greater than his own. He knew he had to dodge, but just as this thought took root in his head, a sudden warning went off in his brain. He swiftly recoiled to avoid it. Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Bang! A punch landed squarely on the iron streetlight pole; the pole, as thick as an average mans thigh, was knocked over, its upper half was yanked into the air then impaled into the ground. Chapter 102 - 102 099 Firearms Are They Such a Disadvantage (4100)_2 ?Chapter 102: 099 Firearms: Are They Such a Disadvantage? (4100)_2 Chapter 102: 099 Firearms: Are They Such a Disadvantage? (4100)_2 Damn!!! This strength is already way too much! Kirias pupils contracted, and his footsteps slipped again. A hand knife whistled past his face and slashed into the ornamental tree next to him. Instantaneously, a shower of wood shavings flowed from the stout tree trunk, creating a hole the size of a fist. The leaves shook violently and fell like rain. Hiss Kiria took a deep, cold breath; he felt like he was not on the same level as his opponent. Thankfully, he was at his peak state just now and managed to dodge the attacks twice as he sensed the imminent danger. Otherwise, if hit even slightly, his best-case scenario would be bone fractures. A red wound on his cheek warned Kiria that the man was not to be underestimated. Why arent you making a move? A low, masculine voice echoed from beneath the mask. Kiria turned to look, and the masked man who had just attacked him was standing in the same spot as if nothing had happened, with his arms crossed over his chest. His massive build was like that of a wild bear, with icy eyes beneath the mask. His gigantic silhouette entirely enveloped Kirias own shadow. Could it be that I was not fast enough to dodge earlier, but he deliberately held back? Kiria couldnt help but arise this thought, especially when the opponent seemed so composed, his aura like a cat playing with a mouse. Damn it! Kiria cursed inwardly, his throat clenched as he wanted to scream for help, but a sudden surge of fear washed over him. He felt like he was being stalked by a brutal beast about to feast on him, his heart pounding uncontrollably. A cold sweat began to break out from his back. If I shout, I will die for sure! Kiria shivered as he staggered back two steps away from the masked man, who seemed to be toying with him. Looking back up, he found the pair of brutal eyes beneath the white mask looking at him like a prey. Ahh! Kiria yelled as he charged forward, pushing off his feet, and thrust his fist out straight after a swing of his shoulder. Casio likewise punched out, flicking Kirias fist to the side. Following with a forward stride, arraigned his right fist towards Kiria. Kiria twisted his foot, and in a split second, he changed his pace, spinning around Casio like a top and fiercely landing a punch on his back. Thump. Casio felt the force of the punch but remained expressionless as he turned around and threw a windmill-like swing with arm, his fingers moving like knife blades slashing through Kirias shirt and left five bloody marks across his chest. Kiria dodged to the side and charged again, his hands forming a blade, employing combat techniques around Casios body. So, hes from that technique There might be a secret martial arts master teaching pupils behind the Sand Dust organization or perhaps a secret martial arts school. Casio had intentionally reduced his strength to get a sense of the Sand Dust organization members capability while fighting Kiria for so long. Otherwise, Kiria would have died the moment Casio threw his first punch! Casio could feel a vague framework of a complete technique in Kirias martial arts moves which surpassed ordinary martial arts. Thats enough Casio flung away Kirias swinging hands with a palm and took a fierce stride forward, throwing a straight punch. Bang! The atmosphere fell silent; only the sound of a gunshot echoed. Kirias face was calm, and in his right hand, he held a fired black handgun, a wisp of smoke still emitting from the muzzle. Sear?h the N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Times have changed! You think its still like the old days of brutal hand-to-hand combat? No, one bullet will do the job! A hint of scorn pulled at the corner of Kirias mouth. Casio stood quietly still, on the surface of his broad chest, a dark bullet hole ruptured the fabric of his shirt. He lifted his hand slowly and pressed it against his chest. Dont bother struggling! I aimed at your heart! Kiria fired another shot as he spoke. This bullet was right next to the previous one, aiming for the heart. Just to be safe, he had taken a second shot! With a ripping sound, the fabric was easily torn apart. Casio looked at his chest under the moonlight, finding two silver-shining bullets lodged just underneath his skin. Only the epidermis was punctured. A drop of blood respectfully dripped onto the bullet shells. This is a handgun? Casio lightly flicked the bullets, removing them from his chest, leaving behind two slightly red spots. Am I supposed to believe a fire-weapon could be so ineffective? !!! What the hell is that monster?! He actually survived a bullet! Damn it! Kirias mouth dropped open in shock, her eyes widening even more than bell clappers. Damn, damn, damn, damn Kirias face twisted as she pulled the trigger, sending a hail of bullets flying towards Casio, with sparks bursting from the muzzle of the gun. The shell casings fell onto the white floor, making a tinkling sound. Have you had enough? Now its my turn Casio, who had blocked his face with his hands, put his arms down. His muscles flexed and contracted, pushing out every bullet embedded in him. They fell to the ground, making a series of clear sounds. No Before Kiria could finish speaking, her head was completely rotated 360 degrees by Casio and then thrown towards the distant road like she was a lantern. It looked like their fight had lasted a long time, but in reality, it was only over a dozen seconds. The members of the Black Flame Gang had just started rushing over. A severed head suddenly splatted on Edwards face, instantly staining it with blood. Edward, startled like a rabbit, jumped up and frantically wiped his face. A repulsive smell of blood pried its way into his nostrils. Ah! Ah! Ah! What is this? What is this? Edward jumped back a few steps, bumping into two gun-holding underlings. The woman from the Sand Dust Organization immediately rushed over, she picked up the severed head from the ground and scrutinized it under the moonlight. Her pupils instantly contracted and her mouth moved: No No! Kiria! Kiria! She shook her head in disbelief, unable to accept the sight in front of her. The woman seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with Kiria, possibly romantic or comparable to intense admiration and love. And now, the head of the man she loved had been twisted off! Sudden rage completely overwhelmed her reason. With bloodshot eyes, she stared at the far-off figure barrelling towards her, who was as solid as an iron tower. She stomped on the ground ferociously and charged straightforward like an arrow. I will kill you! I will kill you She continued to mutter, closing the distance to Casio at a rapid pace. I will kill you! I Boom!!! The upper half of her body exploded, ruthlessly perforated by an iron fist. The fragments of her body scattered in the air in a fan-shaped manner. Her ruined body was hard squeezed out by Casio, flying. Bang bang bang! Edward fired his gun at Casio repeatedly, but it seemed to have no effect. Casio, with his arms up in front of his face, approached like nothing had happened. Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!!! For a moment, four or five guns went off simultaneously, the resulting bullets forming a small barrage. Some lodged in tree trunks, some bounced off walls, some hit streetlights, causing a shower of sparks. Still, most of them hit Casio directly. Exciting! Even though he was being pelted with bullets, Casio felt an inexplicable thrill and long-forgotten excitement. He sniffed the air, seemed to be aroused by the smell of his own blood. An indifferent thirst for blood gradually emerged. Casio suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. Like a bullet, he covered a distance of several meters in one stride and charged into the crowd. What followed was a one-sided massacre. Limbs were savagely ripped off, heads were kicked around like leather balls. With one violent swing of his arm, he managed to pound someones head right into their chest cavity. Casio withdrew his arm and scanned his surroundings. The frosty moonlight mixed with the crimson blood on the ground, giving it an eerie, writhing appearance. Everyone from the Black Flame Gang and the Sand Dust Organization was dead! He looked down at his blood-soaked hands, inexplicably reminded of the brutal cloaked figure during the Sect Destruction War. His current behavior seemed quite similar to theirs Suddenly Casio turned around, his bloodshot eyes looked malevolently at the shadow behind him, he gnashed his teeth and said. You again Shadow Demon! Chapter 103 - 103 100 Ordinary People (4000) (Thanks to Book Friend ?Chapter 103: 100 Ordinary People (4000) (Thanks to Book Friend Changqing 1040 for the reward of 5000 Qidian coins) _1 Chapter 103: 100 Ordinary People (4000) (Thanks to Book Friend Changqing 1040 for the reward of 5000 Qidian coins) _1 And this time it was real. He distinctly felt himself being influenced by something else, and this influence was not brought by the Secret Martial Art. In fact, Casio had speculated that after he defeated and absorbed the Shadow Demon, his perception and acuteness had increased slightly. It seemed that some traits of the Shadow Demon had been integrated and mastered by Casio. Now he felt another kind of influence. He had become more brutal and bloodthirsty. However, there were advantages. During battles, Casios released killing intent could influence the enemys will to fight, interfering with their combat skill. For instance, Kiria, who had his head twisted off before. Of course, there were disadvantages. Casio would become more ruthless when killing, seemingly purely venting his violence. This state was not ideal. Rational killing was the realm that Casio was pursuing. Any impulsive action might reveal ones vulnerabilities. sea??h th Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Only calmness in the mind can guarantee constant victories. Huff Under the moonlight, in the cold wind. Casios chest rose and fell as he adjusted his breath and the excitement in his heart was gradually suppressed. Most of the time, he needed to be rational, not impulsive. Unless he really couldnt control himself He exhaled heavily, glancing at the tattered cloth on his body, and shook his body violently. A dozen bullets clattered to the ground, bouncing and rolling on the gray floor, making a series of crisp noises. I need to put some ointment on when I get back The Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art that Casio practiced was not inherently defensive. His remarkable tolerance mainly came from his two-stage blood acceleration realm. So when the Black Flame Gang was shooting, Casios skin was still punctured. If he could cultivate a Hard Qigong technique, he might be immune to bullets without any damage, and wont even have his skin broken. Pushing aside these thoughts, Casio looked around the mansion. Nobody was rushing here after hearing the gunfire. It was likely that everyone who stayed at the Black Flame Gangs stronghold at night were all called by Edward to transport a truck of antiques. Although this place is remote and not a residential area, to be safe, Id better absorb the energy quickly Casio lightly tapped his feet on the ground, transforming himself into a fast-moving shadow, stepping over the bodies and the blood on the ground. He instantly arrived at the front of the black fortune car. As soon as he approached, a faint bitter taste filled his mouth. Feeling excited, he quickly strode over. The curtain at the back of the fortune car had already been lifted. Inside were dozens of antiques that hadnt been moved yet. The antique with obsession energy that Casio wanted should be inside. He immediately reached out and excitedly touched the objects one by one. When he touched the sixth item, a rush of cold air spread through his arm. It was cool at first, then became cold, and finally returned to being cool. Casio gained a total of 0.5 units of obsession energy. He glanced at the other antiques and continued trying. Nothing. However, there were still many antiques in the warehouse. Casio immediately entered the rectangular warehouse. All the antiques had been temporarily stacked together, which saved him the trouble. He tried one by one. He was not very lucky. The only one that had obsession energy was Lixias pocket watch. He absorbed a total of 0.7 units of Obsession Energy. He didnt know whether this obsession was from his teacher, Lixia, or from the original owner of the pocket watch, his uncle Naz. But this wasnt important. Casio wanted to keep this pocket watch not because of the obsession energy, but more as a keepsake of Lixia. He exhaled a slow, cold breath. Casio tucked this old silver pocket watch into his pocket. The icy cold metal casing quickly absorbed the warmth of his body. He glanced at the upper right corner. Obsession Energy: 2.4+0.5+0.7=3.6 This completely settled it. Casio estimated that the third retrospection at most required 2.5 units of obsession energy. It was absolutely foolproof. Luck really mattered Just after returning to the real world, he encountered the antique transport vehicle of the Sand Dust Organization. Five obsession antiques in one go, enough obsession energy was accumulated instantly and even more than needed. He might not have such a good opportunity next time Casio sighed, wasnt anxious or upset as he walked directly to the back of the fortune car and took a makeup box. He exited the way he came in and jumped over the wall. On the way, he carried a black bag in his hand. Inside were all the obsession antiques from which Casio had absorbed the obsession energy. In the cover of night, he returned to Jessicas apartment. Just as he was about to go upstairs, a middle-aged man rushed down from above. Casio stepped aside slightly, barely missing him. I need to find a new place to live, preferably alone. Its inconvenient with people coming and going in the apartment Furthermore, as a person destined to be dangerous, its more suitable for me to live alone. Casio thought to himself. He walked up to the fourth floor, opened the door and entered. With a click, he turned on the light. He sat on the sofa in the living room, taking out the antiques from the bag one by one. An antique wall clock, a landscape painting, a white porcelain bottle, a makeup box. Of course, there was also a silver pocket watch in his pocket. Casio brought these antiques, which had their obsession energy fully absorbed, back home not to sell them for money, but to conduct an experiment. Could the energy inside the obsession antiques be restored? According to the previous obsession antiques, it should not be recoverable but the number of those antiques were too small. Chapter 104 - 104 100 Ordinary People (4000) (Thanks to Book Friend ?Chapter 104: 100 Ordinary People (4000) (Thanks to Book Friend Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward)_2 Chapter 104: 100 Ordinary People (4000) (Thanks to Book Friend Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward)_2 Casio wanted to experiment a few more times to see if there were exceptions. If there were exceptions, then it would provide another way to acquire energy. He still had a constant need for obsession energy, and he wouldnt mind having more obsession antiques and legendary antiques. Under the light, Casio took a look at the four antiques. He suddenly noted that the textures on these antiques appeared surprisingly similar, especially the tiny thorn-like edge patterns on them. It was like they were from the same furniture series. Could they be old items from one ancient house or castle? Why do they all contain obsession energy, and where did the Sand Dust Organization get them from? Doubts rose in Casios mind as he began pondering over several aspects. A moment later, he glanced at the time. It was already two oclock in the morning. Casio promptly set aside his materials, brushed his teeth, bathed, and went to bed. He didnt want to mess up his biological clock that he had been maintaining for years. In the face of sleep, everything else had to be put aside. With sufficient rest, only then would he have the energy to practice secret martial arts during the day. Time flew by, and morning came. The crisp chirping of birds entered through the window, and a beam of sunlight streamed through the curtain gap onto the pristine bedspread. His eyes, closed firmly on the pillow, suddenly opened, and Casio promptly climbed out of bed. He glanced at the alarm clock; it was already half past nine in the morning. He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face. Casio made a simple breakfast for himself at lightning speed. After a brief rest, he took out packages of prepared medicinal herbs from the cupboard. He moved a wooden barrel filled with boiling hot water into the empty room and threw the medicinal herb packages directly into it. Shortly after, a rich medicinal scent permeated the room. The once-a-day medicinal bath was naturally indispensable. Casio, entirely naked, jumped right in, and was instantly enveloped in a wave of intense heat. After a while, a stinging sensation, akin to insect bites, spread throughout his skin and muscles. It was incessantly prickling and sometimes even unbearably itchy. Casio started practising the breathing method, adopting a specific posture. He maintained his focus, continuously absorbing the medicinal effect from the bathwater. Practice in secret martial arts was, to begin with, a day after day process. Absorbing shadow demons was merely the icing on the cake; rigorous and repetitive training was the fundamental basis of everything. In less than half an hour, the tub full of hot water turned icy clear, with all the medicinal effects absorbed by Casio. Five minutes later, he was in the bathroom, taking a cold shower. S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Within a moment, Casio, wrapped in a white towel, stepped out of the bathroom with damp hair and plonked onto the sofa. The weather was excellent that day, and through the open window on the right, one could see the sky, as blue as could be, and cotton-candy-like clouds. The wind continuously blew in from the outside, lifting the curtains. It was already half-past ten. Casio had to tidy up, have a meal and head off to the Comprehensive Fighting Fitness Centre in the city centre. He was an annual VIP member there. Compared to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, Casio preferred that place. The Comprehensive Fighting Fitness Centre had more complete equipment, wider space and more thoughtful services. Besides, there would be significantly fewer women there giving him covetous glances and harbouring ulterior motives. In reality, the aesthetic preference of this era leaned towards the rugged man style. Men with handsome and strong features, and a well-sculpted physique, were very sought after. Beautiful men werent chased by women. Of course, if not by women, they might be pursued by other men Casio brewed a cup of black tea while waiting for his hair to dry. He took a few sips before out of boredom, he picked up the bag next to the sofa and took out and arranged the antiques from inside one by one. After a slight fumble, Casio furrowed his brows. He wasnt sure if it was because his hands were wet from the shower, or the airflow that came in and turned cold, or the obsession energy had indeed recovered? He lifted his head subconsciously to glance at the upper right corner. The number signifying the obsession energy wasnt changing. Casio shut the window and reached out to touch one piece after the other. His palm indeed felt a chilly sensation. But the numbers in the upper-right corner remained unchanged. He was puzzled until he touched the fourth one. Casio stopped his hand momentarily and blinked. The data in the upper-right corner had changed! Obsession Energy: 3.7 It increased by 0.1. Could it be that the Obsession Energy restored by a single antique was too small? So they needed four antique pieces to sum up to 0.1. Casio suspected that this was the case, he quickly took out the obsession antiques he had absorbed before and touched them again. Unfortunately, these antiques did not recover any energy. He also touched his silver pocket watch, but it didnt work either. It seems that only these four antiques can recover energy. Their origin must be shrouded in mystery! Without dwelling on this for now, Casio reached a conclusion from this experiment: certain antiques can restore Obsession Energy. He still needs to continue his experiments to see how much Obsession Energy these four antiques can restore and to find their limit. Regardless, this was an unexpected joy. Casio was in a good mood now. He immediately started packing things into his shoulder bag, then put on a white T-shirt with casual pants. There was a skull logo in the center of the T-shirt. He opened the door and went downstairs, went to the northern part of Banner Street for lunch, then took a tram to the Central Street District of Baichuan City. First, he found a jewelry store where they cleaned and maintained his silver pocket watch. He also got an alloy necklace there, a thin chain that could hold the pocket watch around his neck. Besides, it was sturdy enough and wouldnt break under normal circumstances. Additionally, the jewelry store also gave away a bottle of cleaning fluid. For simple cleaning and maintenance, Casio could do it at home. After all, during this era equivalent to the 1950s, the development of various commercial stores was quite mature. Casio found a green newsstand on the street and walked in to buy a newspaper. As expected, a headline was on the front page of the city newspaper. Gang fight on Ferren Street last night with dozens of casualties Underneath was a detailed report of the incident, with some not too bloody pictures. The report also included an assessment from a criminal investigation expert, saying that two gangs had a firefight over territory, and the Black Flame Gang was wiped out during the night. Ha-ha Casio chuckled. Casio, being the culprit behind the incident, knew exactly how the Black Flame Gang members died. The conclusions drawn by the crime expert were probably because the actual evidence was too shocking. A punch blew up a persons head, a hand knife cut a person in half. Casio withstood bullets and crossed over ten meters in one easy step. Some assumptions could be made based on the evidence at the scene. The Baichuan City government had not encountered this kind of thing, and the police department was clueless. So, of course the reported content couldnt follow the real circumstances, and came up with an excuse to brush it off. There are no surveillance cameras in these days, the chance of the Baichuan City police department to track down Casio is almost zero. Having finished reading the newspaper, he casually threw it into a trash can. Casio took out a VIP card from his pocket and walked into Baichuan Citys Comprehensive Fighting Fitness Center, where he trained until the afternoon. Almost time for work at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, he took a tram towards Red Tower Street. For Casio, teaching combat skills at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall is not merely for money now, but rather to preliminarily identify and note down talented boys and girls worthy of cultivation. For example, Tifa, Phils friend Milo is quite talented. During the Era of Retrospection, Teacher Lixia was always talking about inheritance. Perhaps in the real world, Casio can select several apprentices for cultivation. At least, it would leave a sprout for the long-gone Wind Elephant Gate from seventy years ago. The trams back door opened with a clatter. A few minutes later, Casio, carrying his bag, walked into the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. As expected, he knows how to fight. I heard hes quite famous within the area around Snowflake Middle School. However, no matter how famous he is, hes still an ordinary humanAgainst the ferocious and inhuman claws of Shadow Demon, his death is just a matter of time Ugo muttered to himself. He looked at Casios back as he walked into the Martial Arts Hall, shook his head, then walked off into the distance. The Shadowless organization was transferring some of their forces to Baichuan City, and he needed to coordinate this. Chapter 105 - 105 101 Kendo Is It Such a Disadvantage (3400)_1 ?Chapter 105: 101 Kendo: Is It Such a Disadvantage? (3400)_1 Chapter 105: 101 Kendo: Is It Such a Disadvantage? (3400)_1 Old Mack. Casio lightly tapped the table. Go on. A set of keys was thrown over. Casio caught it easily, nodded in acknowledgment. Just when he was about to head inside, he noticed Old Mack seemed to be reading the Baichuan Morning News. He leaned over and took a look, and indeed he was reading a newspaper. Old Mack noticed Casios gaze and raised his head to unfold the paper: Recent times have been turbulent, the paper says there was a firefight between two gangs last night, at least a dozen people dead It was the Black Flame Gang, wasnt it? Casio said with a faint smile. Yes, its said that all the dead were from the Black Flame Gang. Old Mack shook his head: But thats not too bad, after all, its only gang members dying, its best if they keep killing each other. Casio went silent for a moment, then coughed twice. Whats wrong? Coach Li Wei, do you have a cold? Nothing, Im going in now, see you. Casio snatched the shoulder bag and grabbed the towel from the wall, decisively heading toward the corridor. Half an hour later, in the spacious training room. Seven or eight teenagers were practicing combat movements under the guidance of Casio. After several classes of warm-ups, they had begun to take the form of movements. Although they could not be said to have mastered them yet, they were slowly getting closer to the entrance level. You guys continue, I will correct your movements on the side. Casio stopped demonstrating, took steps to walk from the front to the side. While counting the order from one to five out loud, he observed everyones posture and movements. Unquestionably, Tifa had the most correct movements in this group. This girl had both talent and diligence, a seedling worth cultivating. As for Phil and Milo, these two guys werent great at the beginning, but they had picked up quite a bit now. Anyway, they were diligent in all kinds of exercises and workouts, there was no laziness. Coupled with a good foundation, they had caught Casios eye too. However, he wanted to observe them for a bit longer. Over the past two weeks, more than a hundred people had come to learn from Casio. Only five of them had any talent, two of them were too old, and the remaining three were none other than Phil, Milo, and Tifa. Among them, Tifa had the best talent, Milo was next, and Phil was the last. However, even the worst Phil had a medium-low level core bone. The best, Tifa, had a medium-high-level core bone. Casios current approach was to throw some simple explosive techniques at them, let them practice for a period, then test their respective progress, and finally consider whether to pass on some real stuff. He hoped the progress of the three would satisfy him. At dusk, the combat art training was over. Goodbye, coach. See you tomorrow, coach. A few boys and girls waved and left. Coach, I am leaving. Tifa also waved. Go ahead. Casio nodded, but saw Phil waving beside her, as if Tifa was saying goodbye to him. This kidafter all, its puberty Casio shook his head: Phil, lets go. Your brothers car should be waiting outside, thanks for this time. No problem, coach, lets go. Phil scratched his hair and whispered a few words to Milo beside him. Then Casio and Phil pushed open the large door of the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall and walked out. A long black sedan was parked on the street in front, with a series of silver frames decorating the bottom edge. There was also a pale gold crescent moon logo on the hood of the car. This was a high-end sedan of the age, the Hertznia series. The car window was rolled down, and a youth wearing a tweed jacket, a black round hard hat, and gold-rimmed glasses on his nose waved this way: Phil, Mister Li Wei, this way. The two quickly got into the sedan and sat in the back seat. Phil, how have you been training with Mister Li Wei recently? Sitting in the drivers seat, Matthew asked his brother while driving, his hands moving slightly and the accelerator gradually pressing. Its okay, Im doing my best to learn. With a helpless scratch at his head, Phil had been knocked down by Tifa yesterday. Hmm. Matthew didnt ask in detail, he quickly changed the topic: Mister Li Wei, there is a detached residential house you wanted. There is a nice place here. Its not dark yet, we can drive straight there and see the specifics. Thanks, Matthew. Casio nodded: Dont be so polite to call me sir, I remember when we were drinking the other day everyone was calling each other brother, calling me sir seems distant. Hahaha, okay. Then Li Wei. Matthew laughed. On the road, a black sedan sped past. Elsewhere, Milo was heading toward his home. He had a large backpack on his back, with the zipper not fully closed. A yellowish hilt of a wooden sword stuck out from the gap in his backpack. In recent days, Milo had been practicing boxing with Phil at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, and his time practicing kendo had decreased. For example today, he originally planned to take a break from the martial arts hall, but after practicing for less than an hour, he was dragged away by Phil. Honestly speaking, Milo didnt have much interest in boxing, he preferred kendo. Having a weapon would look so cool, he could pull out the sword instantly when facing an enemy. A flurry of slices, a stylish sheathing of the sword, and the opponent would scamper off defeated. Getting excited, Milo couldnt help but raise his right hand and mimic a slicing motion a few times. Unfortunately, while he enjoyed the kendo club a lot, the bait that Phil offered was too alluring. No boy could resist a complete set of Captain Hong Lis comic books, plus a limited edition one if needed! Thus, Milo, the blade lover, was easily bought off. After all, this comic book set wasnt for him alone; if the boys in his class knew, they would be scrambling for it. Milo could already imagine his elevated status in class in a few days. He would have a good twenty or so sons. Hehe. Milo couldnt help but laugh a few times. It was about six-thirty in the afternoon, and the sun was no longer visible in the twilight sky, only the afterglow of the setting sun remained. Milo made his way along the grey street towards Belo Street. Suddenly, he came to a halt, his bag clutched in his hand. Two disreputable-looking youths emerged from the dim alleyway up ahead. One had dyed his hair yellow, the other had a conspicuous nose ring. Their eyes met and Milo immediately sensed danger. Hed heard rumors at school that some reprobates routinely extorted students near Snowflake Middle School, feeling entitled to their money. Either you gave them the money, or you were beaten up. If you had no money at all, you were still beaten up. Milo didnt have a dime on him right now Swallowing his fear, he turned around and bolted. Hey! Where do you think youre going? Suddenly, a thug blocked his path. This man was dressed in a blue jacket, with a metallic chain slung over his shoulder. A cigarette dangling from his mouth, he blew smoke rings nonchalantly. Milo stood frozen in his tracks. He was cornered. One in a blue jacket, one with yellow hair, one with a nose ring C they had him surrounded. What are you waiting for? Fork over the cash. The trio advanced towards him step by step. The one in the blue jacket even pulled out a folding knife from his pocket, twirling it around. I Milo hesitated, then weighed his backpack: I have no money. No money? Well, old rules apply, youre due for a beating! The man with a nose ring cracked his knuckles and approached with a malicious grin on his face. Damn it! Milo cursed under his breath. Then an idea struck: the wooden sword in his bag. It was used by the Kendo club, but it wasnt a bamboo sword. Bamboo swords were sport exercise equipment used for practice and competition, with low lethality. The wooden sword, however, used in Kendo and sword techniques, could cause severe damage. Some could fracture their bones if hit, while others could even lose their lives depending on where they were struck. It was a deadly weapon. With the Kendo skills he had honed over time, he might be able to fend off these thugs. With this idea in mind, Milos adrenaline spiked. He quickly spun his bag around and pulled. Out came a wooden sword, about 120 cm long. Oh, we have a Kendo enthusiast here! The yellow-haired man lunged forward with a kick. Milo swung the long sword towards him, but with one smack, the wooden sword was sent flying out of his hand. This is your lousy Kendo? Ugh! The wooden sword hit the ground, and the trio immediately ganged up on Milo. Because he dared to resist, their blows landed harder. Fists and feet came at him relentlessly. Milo instinctively guarded his vital points as pain began to seep through various parts of his body. It was only when he managed to deflect two incoming blows with his forearm that he realized he had unconsciously performed the defensive techniques that Casio had taught him. I may not have my wooden sword, but I still have my fists! An idea popped into Milos head and he had a moment of realization. He suddenly lunged forward, pushing through the cluster of his attackers to make an escape. He then crouched low, drawing in his shoulders. Quickly turning around, he threw a fist, connecting squarely with the yellow-haired mans chest. Ah. The man grunted in pain, clutching his chest. Damn it, hes fighting back! Youve got some nerve! The man in the blue jacket charged at him, his folding knife extended threateningly in the sunlight. Enraged, he lunged at Milo, not caring about the consequences. Knife! Milos eyes widened in fear. But in the chaos, he remembered the moves Casio had taught him. In an instant, he twisted his body sideways to avoid the knife. He then swung his right hand like a whip, smacking it on the mans wrist. The folding knife went flying and landed with a clatter. In that moment, it seemed as if the explosive techniques were kicking in. It was a simple, rudimentary method of speed bursting. Surprisingly, it worked! Such is the folly of youth. The thrill of that moment sent Milo into a frenzy. With a battle cry, he charged fervently at the three thugs. In a flurry of punches and kicks, he went all out on the trio. If Casio had been watching, he wouldve just shaken his head in disappointment. Amidst the flurry of wild punches, Milo sporadically threw in one or two combat moves. Anyone with a modicum of martial skills could have taken him down easily. However, Milos opponents were just a bunch of adolescent thugs. They were not even gang members, but the lowest of the low who extorted students for money. Compared to Milo, they were even worse. Without the knife, the trio were helpless against Milos onslaught. Powered by his fierce bravado, Milos fists flailing like a wild dog, occasionally landing a solid punch or kick, Stunned, the thugs were no match for him. He left them with swollen, bruised faces, while they yelped and tried to escape. Milo chased them, fighting them off for over a hundred meters. Only when the thugs hid in the alley, did Milo retreat apprehensively, picking up his black bag from the ground. He took a few deep breaths, his left hand held onto the wooden sword, while his right hand to a slightly scraped fist. An unfamiliar surge of electricity seemed to pass from the base of his spine to his brain. He shivered excitedly in the middle of the street. Milo felt like he had channeled Hong Li, the team captain. One punch, one villain down. One kick, one adversary defeated. The satisfaction of fists landing on the enemy, the dull thud of a kick hitting the target C it was a lot more thrilling than the clattering exchange of wooden swords during Kendo practice! He glanced at the long wooden sword in his hand, then at his reddened, clenched fist. A sudden realization dawned on him. sea??h th N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Is Kendo a mere inconvenience? Starting today, Ill start learning boxing properly! Chapter 106 - 106 102 Antique Appraisal Meeting (2700)_1 ?Chapter 106: 102 Antique Appraisal Meeting (2700)_1 Chapter 106: 102 Antique Appraisal Meeting (2700)_1 How about this place? Its a bit remote though. Max said, pointing to a single house ahead. Getting out of the car, Casio looked up. This residence covered a substantial area. There was a low gray wall around the outside, and a black wrought-iron gate marked the entrance. Beside the gate, a shiny metal mailbox stood on the ground. Approaching swiftly, they saw a paved pathway leading straight to the house. Entering through the iron gate, a moderately sized courtyard came into view. The perimeter was decorated with a green lawn, interspersed with flower beds and a few ornamental trees. In the center of the courtyard stood a mountain-shaped three-story building shrouded in the twilight glow. The color of the roof tiles was a mix of warm tones. Casio nodded slightly, clearly fond of the brown-redfolded roof of the house which gave off a warm ambiance. The owner of this house is moving to East Sea County soon. Because they are in a bit of a hurry, the price is quite cheap. It seems like they plan to sell this soon, so the whole property is only going to cost 150,000 Hong Li Federation coins, Max explained while touring the house. Casio nodded, apparently quite satisfied with this. Oh, right, this place has quite a sizable basement. The previous owners used it as a warehouse. It should be pretty decent once youve cleaned it up a bit, Max said. Further, Casio heard Max point out some downsides to the property. It was relatively remote, had few neighbors, inconvenient transportation, and was quite far from the central street district of Baichuan City. Casio didnt mind these drawbacks. He wanted a quiet environment, and the fewer neighbors, the better. As for transportation, the distance from his previous residence, Jessicas apartment to Red Tower Street, was not much closer than the current house. Besides, the house was still within the urban area, and there was a bus stop just a few hundred meters away. Next, the three of them went into the house to check it out. Casio liked the interior layout and immediately decided on this house, thanking Max once again. Thanks a lot. No problem, were friends, Max said with a smile. They indeed could be considered friends by now. Casio saved Maxs brother, while Max helped Casio inquire about the coin antiques and orchid heart grass, and now helped Casio find a house he liked. As the saying goes, one good turn deserves another; the more they interacted, the closer they became. Standing in the empty living room, Max said, I have connections with some renovation and furniture companies, quite reliable ones. Ill give you the contact addresses. Just mention my name, and they will definitely give you a discount. Following this, the two chatted in the yard for a while, and Max shared some news about the Crown Cross Star Coin that Casio wanted him to find. The City Museum in the Central Street District would host a White Rose Antiques appraisal meet tomorrow, a comprehensive exchange meeting hosted by the external White Rose Antiques Company. It was quite a significant event in the six counties of the east, including an antique exhibition, charity donations, antique auctions, exchange dinners, etc. It was not a typical antique exhibition; the concept was said to be borrowed from abroad. The Crown Cross Star Coins that Casio wanted were displayed in the antique hall, not just one, but more than a hundred. They were collected by the White Rose Antiques Company. While they might not have much antique collection value now, they were still enough to create an impressive scene. Conveniently, Max, as the general manager of Kanon Corporation, received an invitation and could take Casio to the antique exhibition. Hearing this news, Casio was also somewhat intrigued. For him, the antique exhibition was a good place with many antiques piled together. Perhaps one or two contained Obsession Energy. Whether by stealing or buying, there would certainly be a way. For Casio, the challenge was not about obtaining the Obsession Antiques but finding them. In the past, he had to wander around various antique shops, playing a hit and miss game. Facing such a great opportunity, naturally, he agreed. S~ea??h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Three minutes later. Well, see you tomorrow. Max stood at the door, Phil by his side. Um Casio hesitated. Max chuckled, patting his hat, Get in the car. Casio shook his head before opening the car door and getting in. Max had just made a joke; he of course wouldnt let him stay in this empty house overnight. Sitting back in the soft car seat, Casio folded his hands and squinted his eyes. He recognized Maxs friendly intentions. He could tell that Max wanted to be friends with him, otherwise, he wouldnt be so helpful. He also needed Maxs connections. Each took what they needed and hit it off. Perfect. After about ten minutes, they reached Jessica Apartment on Banner Street. Casio got out of the car and the cars left window rolled down. Phil waved lightly, See you tomorrow, Coach. See you tomorrow. Casio turned and headed towards the apartment. The next day, Phil just got to class with his backpack. Milo pulled him aside with a mysterious expression and seriously said, Im not practicing with the sword anymore! ??? Phils eyes widened, Why? Im going to practice boxing! Milo smirked with satisfaction, and then began to embellish the events of yesterday evening as he explained them to Phil. With his arms folded across his chest, he struck a cool pose. Impressive! Those three punks didnt stand a chance against you? Phil asked, playing along with Milos boasting. Cant you believe it? Take a look at this. Milo pulled Phil into a corner and mysteriously reached into his pocket. Whoa, arent you thirsty in broad daylight! Phil expressed complete shock. What are you thinking? Look at the treasure I hold! Milo brandished the heavy item in his handit was a folding knife. In their haste to flee the night before, the three thugs didnt have time to pick up their fallen knife, which was naturally claimed by Mino. He considered it a spoil of battle and took it home. Wow, you managed to chase off all three of them in one fight! Phil raised his thumb in approval, himself a devoted fan of the much-celebrated superhero Captain Hong Li from a popular recent comic. But why would you stash the knife in your pants? Phil cast a skeptical glance at his friend Milo. Ah, isnt it just convenient? And its not like I hid it in my underwear. The pockets of Milos clothing were shallow, only the long pocket on the inside of his trousers could accommodate the folding knife. In the past, he had used this pocket to store his pocket money to prevent it from getting lost or stolen. Now it conveniently served as a sheath for his folding knife. As the two engrossed friends chatted in the corner, the conversation gradually shifted to the latest ranking among the combat club members at their school. Phil mentioned wanting to join in order to gauge how his strength had improved. Meanwhile, Milo planned to quit the kendo club, considering joining the combat club or simply becoming clubless in the days to come. After yesterdays events, he was now even more eager to learn some serious skills, preferably from Coach Li Wei. After all, he was thoroughly embarrassed after having practiced kendo for several years, only to have his wooden sword kicked away by a simple thug. The upset lingered with Milo. Ding-dong-dong A crisp bell rang. A big hand promptly landed on a metal alarm clock. Casio jumped out of bed and glanced at the clock: 7:05. He had resumed his regular routine. As usual, he went on to brush his teeth, wash his face, and prepare breakfast. But this time, Casio didnt take a hot water bath with his bag of herbs, as Matthew told him last night that the White Rose Antiques evaluation event was scheduled early today, causing him to worry about missing his morning exercise. Twenty minutes later, Casio finished the last sip of his milk. He opened the window and looked outthere was no sign of the car. Turning his attention back to the black bag by the sofa, he took out and placed all four antiques on the coffee table as usual. As he gently touched each antique with his palm, a refreshing sensation enveloped him, slowly seeping into his skin. After touching all four antiques, he glanced at the upper right corner of the screen. The obsession energy increased by 0.1. Obsession Energy: 3.8 It was the second day and the energy could still recover. If this can continue for five days, then its as if Ive swindled an extra obsession antique Casio, pleased, packed everything back up. Beep Beep Beep Outside, a series of depressing honks echoed. Casio glanced out of the window at a long sedan parked by the roadside. He quickly slipped into his suit jacket placed on the sofa, picked up the pocket watch pendant on the coffee table, and swiftly descended the stairs. Theyre here. Casio swiftly walked towards the car. The drivers window rolled down. Besides-Maxs handsome face, there was a beautiful side-profile sitting in the co-drivers seat. It belonged to an attractive, black-haired, mature woman. Her large, seductive eyes met his, an enigmatic gaze flashing in their depths. The beauty mark at the corner of her pointed eyes drew the eye. Li Wei, let me introduce you to Violet. Chapter 107 - 107 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further ?Chapter 107: 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further reading) _1 Chapter 107: 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further reading) _1 Hello. Casio squinted slightly. Hello. Violets voice was very cold. The back door of the car opened, and Casio climbed in, crossing his arms over his chest. His eyes, intentionally or not, were watching Violet in the passenger seat. Not because she had an attractive figure and excellent looks, but because he could sense the killing intention emanating from her. This killing intention wasnt aimed at him, but was an aura formed naturally over many years. Casios perception was highly sensitive, which allowed him to detect this hidden aura. Clearly, this Violet was not Matthews mistress or secretary, but someone more like a bodyguard. According to Casios guess, this woman was possibly associated with the Black Spade The Sand Dust Organization had once attempted to assassinate Phil but failed due to Casios presence. They certainly wouldnt give up so easily, and actions against the Kanon Corporation were most likely still underway in secret. This woman, codenamed Violet, was likely someone the Black Spade Organization had assigned to protect Matthew, the General Manager of the Kanon Corporation The car started and soon merged onto the spacious streets. Their destination was the City Museum located in the Central Street District. Without any accidents, they arrived about ten minutes later. Casio stepped out of the car, shielding his eyes from the sunlight. It was a greyish-white rectangular plaza. Round flower beds loaded with blooming plants surrounded the perimeter, with streetlights standing beside them. The center was marked by a circular white stone fountain, its ceramic tiles shimmering white under the sunlight. On the stone platform in the middle of the fountain was a five to six meters tall statue of the first mayor of Baichuan City. Citizens occasionally sat on the nearby black benches, soaking up the sun and chatting, or feeding breadcrumbs to pigeons. With two thuds, the car doors closed. Matthew and Violet also got out of the car. One looking handsome and elegant, and the other beautiful and refined. They somewhat resembled a couple, with Casio seeming more like a bodyguard. Lets go in and have a look, Contacted us, in the meantime, Matthew took out a black invitation card from his pocket, which had a golden edge. Just as the three of them started to move, a security guard in a blue uniform approached them. Seeing Matthews invitation card, he hurriedly came over. After confirming their identities, he assured them that he would arrange for his colleagues to guard the area to prevent Matthews luxury car from being damaged. Then, with a respectful look, he watched the three of them leave. This clearly was not a mere antique exhibition, but a gathering of the upper-class society. Even the museums security guards were sycophantic. Their enthusiasm suggested that the White Rose Corporation must have given them plenty of incentives. S~ea??h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. They took the white stone road and went a few rounds. Soon, a square museum appeared in front of them. It was very high and grand, with large pieces of transparent glass on the side. A blue carpet led from the entrance all the way out. About ten to twenty security officers in blue uniforms were patrolling, some of them even carrying rubber batons. Matthew? Avery? Long time no see! Yes, its been a long time! Close to the entrance, a young man also in a suit came forward to greet them. He, too, was holding a black invitation to the antique exhibition and seemed to be friends with Matthew. Werent you doing business with your father in the East Sea County? When did you return? Matthew was also somewhat delighted. The rubber business there isnt going well. My father stayed there to manage the branch, and asked me to return to North Flow Country to handle the business here. Ive been so busy lately that I havent had the chance to meet you for tea. Today, I managed to spare some time to attend the White Rose Antique Show and I didnt expect to run into you, Avery replied with a smile. Its just as well. Lets go together, Matthew responded with a smile. It was clear that the two shared more than a regular friendship. They were likely childhood friends. Who are these two? Avery glanced at Violet and Casio standing next to them. Oh, theyre friends, here to check out the antique exhibition, Matthew introduced, This is Violet, and this is Li Wei. The four of them chatted at the entrance for three to four minutes, then walked towards the entrance of the City Museum. After checking their invitation, they encountered no obstacles and entered the venue along the passage. The interior of the museum was quite spacious. The White Rose Antiques Company had arranged things with the museum. The City Museum had temporarily lent the western exhibition hall to the White Rose Company for a themed antique exhibition, for which the White Rose Company had to pay a hefty sum. But they had the money and wanted to show off their grandeur. The City Museum was located in the best spot in Baichuan City. It was the largest and most well-equipped. Naturally, it was the chosen spot for the White Rose Antiques Show. If they chose a smaller venue, it would be too embarrassing. It wouldnt seem grand enough to attract the upper-class. Oh, Mr. Matthew. Matthews here? Just as the four of them entered the exhibition hall, some of the people already in the hall turned to look. Kanon Corporation was a large company in Baichuan City, known for its incredibly profitable liquor business. Consequently, Matthew was of high status. He immediately gave off a perfect smile, walking elegantly towards them. Avery and Violet followed him. Only the tall and sturdy Casio remained standing where he was. Matthew had told Casio earlier that the White Rose Antiques Show was a place for him to network. Casio could look around on his own for the time being, and Matthew would ask the organizers about him when the morning exhibition came to an end. Chapter 108 - 108 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further ?Chapter 108: 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further reading) _2 Chapter 108: 103 Bronze Rings (4100) (Request for further reading) _2 After all, in principle, the items on display cannot be sold temporarily, otherwise what would the upper-class people view in the subsequent exhibitions? Casio slowly looked around the exhibition hall. The layout of the Baichuan City Museum was indeed vast. The place where Casio was standing was a main hall, supported by marble pillars up and down. On the grey-black floor, every certain distance there was a high counter. Above the counter were collections enclosed by glass covers. At one glance, there were at least hundreds of pieces in the main hall. Furthermore, there were many passages on both sides leading to the thematic side halls. For example, one living room was filled with antiques like oil landscape paintings, or all kinds of porcelain vases. The collections brought by the White Rose Antiques Company seemed to be even more numerous than the Baichuan City Museum, worthy of being a large company. Casio quickly walked to one side, walking along the edge of the side counter. About ten meters ahead, a beautiful girl wearing a black dress and a metal nameplate on her chest was introducing the stories of the collections inside the glass cover to the people around her. Miss, is there an antique currency show here? Sorry sir, there is no specialized hall. The currency collections are displayed in a hall with statues and landscape paintings. If you want to go see them, the third side hall ahead is it. The girls face was filled with a professional smile. Thank you. Casio immediately headed off towards his clear target. He quickly entered a side hall, where the walls were adorned with landscape paintings. Below the frames, there were papers introducing the era, background of the painter, and the price. In front of the landscape paintings were collections covered by glass. Casio moved his gaze along with his steps. Soon he found what he was looking for C a rectangular display table beside a marble pillar, on which antique currencies were arranged evenly inside a glass cover. Sunlight fell on the table, the crown logo protruding from the surface of the coin was very conspicuous, above the crown was a crooked cross. There was also a coin with its reverse side placed on the table. The surface of the coin displayed the number fifty. This was it, the Crown Cross Star. One hundred and fifty years ago, in the northern part of the Hong Li Federation, a bloody revolution broke out in the Principality of Ryant. Emperor Volly IV was put on the guillotine, the spectators at the time threw a large number of coins, stained with blood. Sarch* The N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The introduction beside the counter was similar to what the old man had described. Casio glanced at the counter, and then at the people around. There were fewer people in this hall, the only three or four people were appreciating the landscape paintings on the wall. After confirming no one was watching him, he gently tapped the bottom of the glass cover with his right hand. Thunk, a dull and soft sound. Casios finger shockingly opened up a crack, like a bullet, at the rubber layer where the glass cover and the table connected. All of a sudden, a bitter flow of air gushed out from the crack. Casios eyes lit up, and then he quietly withdrew his right hand. Its a shame that the glass cover and the platform connect too tightly. If he wanted to open it, he would need to take the entire glass cover off. Otherwise, he would definitely absorb the Obsession Energy from the Crown Cross Star first. Then consider buying the coin collection later. After looking around and finding no one observing him, Casio tried to open the others as he had done. His body had an astonishing control, he could utilize his body freely. His finger was like a drill, easily pecking open a crack in the yellow glue layer without needing to touch the entire surface of the glass cover. Adding onto the silent, concealed movement, in merely five to six minutes, he had gone through all the platforms in this side hall. Unfortunately, there were no Obsession antiques. As a result, Casio targeted the other side halls. He believed that this method was hard to be discovered, there were no cameras here and the people beside him couldnt notice Casios small movement. Even if they did discover it, what then? He merely touched the edge of the glass cover and didnt touch the antiques within. The collections were still perfectly sitting on the platform. With that, Casio was even more confident and moved faster. In a short amount of time he had searched five side halls, it was an impressive efficiency. However, there were no rewards. This made Casio a bit disheartened. In such a grand White Rose Antique Show, he couldnt find the second Obsession antique besides the Crown Cross Star. Wont his search for the Obsession antiques later be like finding a needle in a haystack? Would he only be able to rely on luck at that moment? Helpless yet still desiring answers, he had to continue the search. Finally, in the penultimate side hall, the ninth side hall. In the corner on the edge, Casios body shook slightly. He clicked his tongue and lowered his head, a bronze ring was displayed inside the glass cover, crudely made and quite ugly. But, it was an Obsession Antique! The bitter taste in Casios mouth had already given him the answer. Taking a deep breath, Casio noted down the location of this counter, then walked towards the last exhibition hall. Five minutes later, he returned to the main hall. In the spacious hall, upper-class people in suits were walking back and forth, chatting and sipping hot tea. Some handsome young men and women were mingling together, their attire and demeanor were extraordinary. But the ones who really looked like collectors were only a dozen or so balding middle-aged men or old men. Dressed in very casual pale yellow shirts, wearing reading glasses, and staying focused on the collections without engaging in conversations. Casio emulated their practice, starting from a corner of the counter, slowly explored other places. He hunched his back, appeared silent, and unsociable. People nearby naturally wouldnt bother him, often stepping aside as Casio approached to continue chatting with friends. Casio, meanwhile, scrutinizing the countertop, relentlessly poking at the edges. With a thump, he could identify the authenticity within a few seconds. Due to the crowdedness and the large number of collections in the main hall, Casio was cautious. He often started off pretending to be nonchalant, and would suddenly lean forward when the gazes around him moved away. It took him a full half-hour to complete the search. This entire White Rose Antique Show is not even equivalent to the Sand Dust Organizations antique transport truck, Casio couldnt help but comment in his mind. He only found two Obsession Antiques this time. One was the already confirmed Crown Cross Star Coin, and the other was a bronze ring in hall 9. Although there were some gains, its unsure how much was it exactly. Mainly it depended on the authenticity of that stack of Crown Cross Star Coins. There were more than a hundred of them, not sure how many contained Obsession Energy. If its like last time Casio experienced, a genuine Crown Cross Star Coin would have about 0.2 Obsession Energy, equivalent to half the energy of a normal Obsession Antique. Hopefully, there would be more Just as he was pondering, commotion broke out not far away. Damn it, this bitch dares to hit me?! Beat her up! A black-haired youth was cupping his left cheek with an angry face. There was a bright red hand print on his cheek. Standing opposite him was a graceful and cold figure, Matthews bodyguard, the violet with a teardrop mole. Though Casio was sorry that he only remembered this, the teardrop mole that completes her look was indeed memorable. About ten meters away, a bodyguard who was behind the youth charged up. Showing no mercy, he directly aimed a punch at Violets chest with both speed and force. Oh? This guy has combat training. Casio headed over while narrowing his eyes. On the other hand, Violet took a step back. With a quick sidestep, she swiftly dodged the fist. Then her long, taut leg was lifted in an angled sweep, landing a smack on the bodyguards waist. This Violet knows some combat skills too, but it seems not very advanced, perhaps around the third level. Casio was leisurely strolling over: A bodyguard sent by the Black Spade Organization wouldnt be this weak in combat, so she should be more proficient in shooting. From a distance, two more bodyguards from behind the youth charged forward. Three guys in total, each of them looked to be at the second or third level in combat skills. At this moment, they had Violet surrounded. Damn, I didnt bring a gun, this is trouble Violet narrowed her long eyes, feeling a bit heavy-hearted. Suddenly, a tall figure from the side pushed through the onlookers and forcibly squeezed in: Excuse me. Chapter 109 - 109 Won the big prize 104 (4100)_1 ?Chapter 109: Won the big prize 104 (4100)_1 Chapter 109: Won the big prize 104 (4100)_1 The burly Casio was coming over step by step. The black-haired youth couldnt help but step back, saying a bit nervously, Are you with that woman? A bodyguard immediately stepped in front of the youth. Together? Kind of. Casio responded blandly, twisting his thick neck. What has happened here! Not far away, three or four security guards dressed in blue rushed over, with black rubber batons in their hands. Give them a good beatdown before the security arrives! The black-haired youth, bolstered by having more people on his side, ordered with a menacing look in his eyes. Being slapped in public was something he could not tolerate! Coincidentally, I was thinking the same. Casio smirked. Just as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot. A huge shadow enveloped the bodyguard standing in front of the youth, and a piercing pain came from his abdomen. The bodyguards eyes widened, and he bent over. On the other side, the two bodyguards confronting Violet froze. Two burly hands reached out from behind them, lifting them up as if they were chicks. The bodyguards were just about to struggle, but they suddenly blacked out. Casio dropped his arms, and the two fell to the floor immediately. Then he turned around and slapped the youth, knocking him down. Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. You, you! The youth, with a red cheek, shouted. He wanted to curse, but he was afraid of getting beaten. So, all he could do was stammer you, you, you. Casio stood there, indifferent. The gossip from bystanders let him understand what had just happened. A brat targeted an attractive woman to hit on. Unfortunately for him, this woman wasnt just any girl, she was an assassin. And she had a bad temper, so she responded with a slap. What followed was what Casio saw. Actually, this situation was easy to understand. The White Rose Antique Show was essentially a networking event. It was a place where many wealthy businessmen and rich second generations mingled and naturally attracted socialites. Rich kids flirting with socialites was common. They desired each others bodies and money, creating a weird harmony. The black-haired youth probably mistook Violet for an average socialite, hence his attempt to strike up a conversation. However, Violet was cold and aloof, and didnt entertain him. The youth mistook her aloofness for playing hard to get and continued harassing her, naturally resulting in him being beaten up. This rich kid also couldnt keep his cool and ordered his bodyguards to take action right away, revealing his poor upbringing. If Matthew was hit by a woman at the exchange meeting, he would definitely not retaliate on the spot, but would instead bear it calmly then decide how to deal with it later. Matthew would never have his bodyguards attack a lady or a gentleman in public. That would be incredibly disgraceful. More importantly, if one ordered their subordinates to attack people at public events like the White Rose Antique Show, attended by many upper-class people, they wouldnt be invited to future events and some contacts would be lost. There are rules to everything. The black-haired youth was clearly at fault but arrogant. He deserved to be beaten by Casio. What is happening?! Only then did three security guards in blue uniform finally arrive. Hes attacking people in public! The youth pointed at Casio. Assaulting? The leading security captain raised his eyebrows, looking at Casio and Violet: What are you talking about? You just accuse someone of assault with no evidence? Then if I point at you and say you committed murder, does that mean you did it? Dont be ridiculous! The security captain disagreed completely. Huh?! The youth, still on the ground, was stunned. Look at my bodyguards! Look at my face! The youth incredulously pointed at the ground and at his cheeks. The red slap marks were the best evidence. I see them. But does that count as evidence? Whos to say you didnt start the fight and ended up getting beaten up? The security captain walked over with his two subordinates. You, you, you The youth was so angry that smoke seemed to be puffing out of his nostrils. Quit complaining, get up, and bring all these unconscious people to the security room! the security captain ordered immediately. Two or three more security personnel came over and quickly carried away the youth and his three bodyguards. Two minutes passed, upon hearing from the bystanders what happened, the security captain nodded and immediately walked toward the security room. He was not an ordinary security personnel, he had a keen eye. He saw how three bodyguards were knocked down in an instant, what could they do even with their batons? Could they do anything to the towering Casio? More importantly, when Casio and Violet entered the exhibition hall, they were with Avery the young proprietor! Averys fathers main business was a rubber company, and his secondary business was a security company, the second-largest in Baichuan City. The security of the City Museum and the Antique Show was handled by Averys security company. They used the same security personnel. A conflict arose between a brainless rich kid and a friend of the young proprietor. It was clear who to support. Not to mention the other party was clearly at fault. Even if they were in the right, so what? Help the righteous rich kid and get fired by the proprietors son or assist the proprietors friend and have a bright future? Its obvious which is the better choice! A smile was forming on the security captains face. Chapter 110 - 110 Won the big prize 104 (4100)_2 ?Chapter 110: Won the big prize 104 (4100)_2 Chapter 110: Won the big prize 104 (4100)_2 He touched the shield-shaped security logo on his chest. Instantly, he felt that the companys dark badge had become even darker! Pushing his way through the crowd, the security captain walked up to Matthew and Avery who were about to come over: Manager, your friend just had some trouble over there, but its all sorted out now. He puffed out his chest, displaying the company logo. Friend? Oh Avery looked somewhat puzzled, then noticed Matthew next to him. He immediately reached out and patted the security captains shoulder: I understand, thank you No trouble, no trouble. Manager, those who started the fight have been taken to the security room. Ill head there right now. The security captain was an old hand at this and didnt linger, fearing Avery might get annoyed. After this brief interaction, he hurriedly left. Five minutes later, the four of them got back together. What happened? Oh, I see Miss Violet, youre too pretty, haha. Matthew wore an amused yet helpless expression. Miss Violet is indeed beautiful. Avery praised. In the sunlight, Violets tall and full figure was indeed stunning. The curve from her legs up to her buttocks was eye-catching. Her black hair, tied into a ponytail, was as silky and smooth as satin. Her oval face was beautiful and delicate. The beauty mark near the corner of her eyes added a sexy charm to her. Plus, her chilly aura as a professional assassin. Even seasoned playboy Avery wanted to flirt. Naturally, the wealthy, young Matthew couldnt help himself either. While Matthew and Avery were looking at Violet, Violet was watching Casio. Not because of some clich damsel-saving-hero scene, but because of the strength he displayed in a heartbeat. Violet, a top assassin from the Black Spade gang, specializes in handguns. However, her hand-to-hand fighting skills werent weak either. If converted into the Federation Fighting Technique, it would be around three segments. At least one of Matthews bodyguards was at segment three, yet he was helpless in front of Casio. Violet, as an onlooker, didnt even see how Casio attacked, and the three robust, combat-trained bodyguards fell. By simple deduction, Casios Federation Fighting Technique segment could be between four to five, putting him at an expert level. And with such a physique and muscles, his combat strength could only be even stronger. On one side, Casio noticed Violets gaze, but he didnt return it. All he wanted right now was the two Obsession Antiques. Helping just now was a favor for Matthew, who would be instrumental in the upcoming negotiation. The rest of the time went as usual; Matthew chatted with all sorts of people, and Casio walked around to kill time. The first half of the antique exhibition ended close to noon. Mathew, leading a few people, found the person in charge of the White Rose Antique Show through another acquaintance. It pays off to have a large network, as connections can be a vital resource. In an open side hall of the museum, two people negotiated. Manager Tom, my friend wishes to purchase the ancient coin from cabinet thirty-two in side hall number three, and a bronze ring from cabinet twenty-one in side hall number nine. Would it be possible to buy these items in advance? Mr. Matthew, Im sorry. The White Rose Antique Shows rules state that exhibited antiques cannot be sold until after the exhibition. Only auctioned antiques are for sale. Could an exception be made? Manager Tom, my friend really loves these two antiques and hes somewhat in a hurry. I understand, but if these two antiques were to be sold now, the exhibition table would be empty, which is quite awkward. I get that you have your difficulties, but Im sure we can work something out Matthew did not get angry. Smiling, he walked over to Manager Tom and spoke softly and elegantly. Are you trying to bribe me!? This is an insult to me! Tom wanted to rebuke Matthew loudly, but the offer was too substantial! He shook hands with Matthew, smiling from ear to ear in the sunlight. Pleasure doing business with you! Thank you for your generous help, Manager Tom. Half an hour later, Casio got the two items he wanted, and Tom got what he wanted. As for the rules of the White Rose Antique Show Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. An empty exhibition table is unappealing? Just move some antiques from another cabinet with more pieces, balance it out, and itll look the same. These are minor issues. The cash on hand is what matters. People must learn to adapt and evolve. How can one make big money by being rigid all the time? Have a nice day. At the museum entrance, Manager Tom personally saw them off. Goodbye. Matthew waved his hand. The three got in the car, and the black luxury car started up quickly. It moved forward slowly and instantly blended into the flow of traffic. In the comfortable back seat, Casio opened a tightly wrapped black bag, containing exactly the two antiques he wanted. Thankfully both were small objects like coin rings, otherwise, he would have to wait a day or two for fragile items like porcelain vases and sculptures. Matthew, thank you. Casio lifted his head and thanked him. No problem, these things dont cost much. And youve already said thank you many times, its just a minor thing among friends, haha. Matthew laughed. Ill drop you at your new place. The renovation company and the furniture company should have arrived, I notified them this morning. You can discuss your preferences with them Alright. Casio didnt decline, he indeed valued Matthew as a friend. Who wouldnt like such a wealthy and powerful, and subtle rich second-generation young master? The car slowly moved forward, and Casio began to touch his antiques. First, the Crown cross star coin that was stored in a plastic bottle to prevent loss. He rotated to open the cap. A bitter taste immediately opened in his mouth. There seems to be quite a lot? At least three or more! Casio estimated the quantity based on his previous experience. He felt each one, and as expected There were a total of four! Each with 0.2 of Obsession Energy. The total was 0.8 of Obsession Energy. His right hand was slightly numb from the cold, Casio slowly breathed out, looked at the top right corner, and suddenly laughed with joy. Obsession Energy: 3.8+0.8=4.6 He had broken through four, and he still had one piece to absorb. He immediately took out the ugly bronze ring from the bag, which made his body stiffen up as soon as he grabbed it. He hit the jackpot! Not an Obsession Antique, but a Legendary Antique!!! Casio widened his eyes, not expecting happiness to come so suddenly. Compared to ordinary antiques, the quantity of Obsession Antiques can be described as scarce. But Legendary Antiques would have to be referred to as rare. He had seen thousands of antiques by now, met less than ten Obsession Antiques, but only two Legendary Antiques. This time he was truly lucky! Casio calmed down his excited mood, looked up at the upper right corner, a ring logo gradually appeared. sea??h th Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The logo appeared next to the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant. Both were parallel, but the ring logo was a bit faint. It seemed to be because he hadnt undertaken a Retrospection yet. Obsession Energy: 4.6+0.6=5.2 He had broken five! With so much Obsession Energy, enough for two Retrospections. Plus the bronze ring he just got, maybe he wouldnt have to wait until the day before the shadow demon manifested to perform a Era Retrospection, but he could advance to increase his strength by retrospection. Casio felt more feasible the more he thought about it. Ill think more about it when I get home Suddenly, the car was violently hit with a bang. The three shook fiercely, and Casios gaze instantly looked towards the right direction. A parallel black car rushed over and hit them again. At the same time, a handgun barrel was extended from the gap in the car window. Bang! A bullet instantly shot towards them. A huge black shadow on the back seat pounced like a python! Matthew was startled, his face turned pale, his soul almost fled. He looked violently towards the right, only to see a thick hand with bulging blue veins and muscles stretching out from the back seat of the car. The palm was blocking Matthews temple, steady as a rock. Click! The big hand gently opened up. What fell was a slightly bloody bullet. Damn! He actually blocked the bullet with his hand! Thats too crazy! Violet on the passenger seat opened her mouth wide. Chapter 111 - 111 105 Open for Instant Consumption (4200) (Thanks to ?Chapter 111: 105 Open for Instant Consumption (4200) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward) _1 Chapter 111: 105 Open for Instant Consumption (4200) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward) _1 Bang, bang! The cars left side gave a violent shake, abruptly being hit by another black sedan from the rear. Matthew quickly straightened the steering wheel, attempting to steady the car. Vroom! The black sedan on the left accelerated to forcefully charge again. Matthew jerked the wheel, the rubbing car door squealed. The window of the black sedan rolled down, an arm holding a firearm aimed squarely at Matthew. Casio squinted his eyes, preparing to shield Matthews left side. Suddenly, an explosive gunshot rang inside the car. Violet pulled out a large-caliber handgun and fired instantly. The glass on the left vehicle shattered followed by a spray of fresh blood on the broken window. Clearly, the assassin who was about to strike was taken out by Violet in an instant. Bang, bang, bang, bang! Gunshots came from both sides. Casio reached out with his large hand, pushing down the heads of the two men in front. Handgun bullets whizzed and shattered the window glass, ultimately a muffled sound was felt on the strong forearm. Streaks of blood trickled down his arm. Goddamn! My skin is torn again! Casio muttered under his breath, then shook his hands. His robust muscles instantly pushed out the slightly embedded bullet, which snapped to the carpet. He swiftly turned his head for a quick scan. Not only were there two black vehicles on either side, but there were also two more behind. The four vehicles surrounded Matthews luxury car and pushed it forward. Sear?h the N??eFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Bang! Bang! Two more collisions. The rear vehicles were madly ramming the luxury car they were in. The carriage fiercely vibrated, they jerked like they were speeding over a gravel road, their heads kept banging on the surroundings. Stop the car!!! Casio roared. Boom, boom, boom.. Again, several bullets pierced the rear glass to hit his back muscles, feeling like a needle prick. Not very painful, but not comfortable either. I want to stop! But I cant! Matthew was desperately trying to keep the car steady, spinning the steering wheel like a ship rudder. The cars structure was already disfigured by the impact. The surrounding silver frame decorations were also scattered all over the place. If it werent for the fact that the Haitznaya series was a very high-end model, and Matthews was specifically fortified, then the vehicle would have been totaled by the continuous strikes of the four cars long ago. Thump! Casios head hit the roof again. The entire sedan surprisingly turned and spun, embarking on a large rotation before barely staying in a straight line on the road. The vehicle sustained more serious damage, the speed decreased, the surrounding four vehicles slowed down, completely trapped the three of them. Bang! Casios head hit the roof, over and over again. He was already tall, and his head would naturally get hit whenever the car jolted. Goddamn, I cant take it anymore! Casio slammed his hand on the metal door and yelled, Matthew, open the door for me! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.. a series of bullets flew by. Matthew ducked and asked, What are you trying to do? Dont ask me what Im doing? Just open the door quickly! It wont open! The door got deformed from the collision! Matthew desperately pressed the driver seat button but the door lock wouldnt unlock. Damn it! Casios temper flared up; he didnt want to be trapped in this tin can and be exhausted to death by the flying bullets surrounding it. Burst blood speed! Taking a deep breath, his muscle lines swelled up. Casios eyes turned bloodshot, and he slammed his foot hard into the rear door. Bang! A huge footprint protruded from the door. What is that?! On the black vehicle to the right, two assassins in black glanced at the rear of the luxury car. Suddenly, another explosion! The hefty car door was kicked out with a whoosh. Bang! It first hit the body of the sedan on the right. Clang! It flew back, like a huge dart, pounded hard onto the hood of a sedan behind. At the same time, Casio placed his hands on the edges of the front and rear seats, his strong feet on the carpet. Like a professional sprinter on the starting blocks. Bang! A massive silhouette soared into the air like a hungry tiger pouncing for prey. The Haitznaya luxury car violently shook once more. The staggered Matthew regained control of the spinning wheel and looked at the empty back seat, Where is he?! He should bethere! Astonishment filled Violets narrow eyes. They saw a tall silhouette standing on the roof of the black sedan on their right. Even with the insane shaking of the vehicle, his sturdy legs were as deeply rooted as a tree on the roof, as steady as a rock. Goddamn, whats going on?! How come theres a person on top of car number two?! The black-clothed assassins in the surrounding three sedans also saw this scene, they raised their guns, trigger squeezed and they shot continuously. Dozens of bullets hit Casios body, his only suit quickly turning into shreds. The bullets pierced Casios skin but got firmly stuck in his strong, steel-like muscles. Thump, thump, thump! The increased blood flow in his heart pumped vigorously, continuously expanding the strength throughout his body. A faint black gloss covered Casios muscular contour, a surge of strength erupted like a raging river and his right hand transformed into a shadow. Cyan Wind Airflow! Splitting Stream!!! The White Qi enveloped hand knife savagely sliced through the roof of the black sedan, it exploded in a shower of sparks like a high-speed cutting chainsaw. A large piece of metal was sheared off the roof. Chapter 112 - 112 105 Open for Instant Consumption (4200) (Thanks to ?Chapter 112: 105 Open for Instant Consumption (4200) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward) _2 Chapter 112: 105 Open for Instant Consumption (4200) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward) _2 The black-clothed killer in the passenger seat suddenly looked up, only to be met by a pair of fiery red, savage and fierce eyes. Ready, snap, eat! His arm, like a black python, brutally came crashing down. The unlucky guy in the passenger seat was grasped by his head and hauled up instantly. Boom, boom, boom The bullets from his companions continuous shooting mistakenly struck their ally, turning him into a sieve. His blood was blossoming like scarlet flowers. What a fragile body Casio looked at the corpse in his hands riddled with a dozen bloody holes, blood constantly gushing out. With a single move, he flung it backwards. Thump! The corpse, flying through the air, crashed through the front windshield of a sedan, coincidentally knocking out the driver. The whole car quickly started swerving and spiraled down from the riverside highway straight into the river channel. Ah! No! The two killers in the back seat were lifted up by Casio. With a swing of his hands, like hammers, he flung them out. Their bodies, like misty phantom figures, thudded onto the ground, slowly oozing blood. The last remaining assassin in the drivers seat tried to jump ship and flee. But from above, a dark shadow hammered down like a sledge hammer. With a stifled thud, the assassins skull was instantly cracked and blasted open. Ratatat A string of noises distinct from the usual firearm resonated. Turns out, the sedan behind had taken out a well-concealed light machine gun from underneath the seat and was wildly firing in this direction. They didnt even care about their task of assassinating Matthew anymore. Their only goal at the moment was to kill the monster. Light machine gun bullets sliced through the air and sped towards him. Casio sensed it and dodged sideways, but still took two bullets, blood gushing from the holes. After all, he was not trained in Hard Qigong. His strong epidermis and muscles came from the second-speed blood acceleration realm. So, he still couldnt fully deflect machine gun bullets. He needed to dodge even if it wasnt fatal, it would impact his combat power. Tat-tat-tat In the sedan behind, a black-clothed man wearing sunglasses was holding a light machine gun, continually shooting in this direction. Level two C Blood Acceleration! Blood vessels in his eyes instantly climbed like tree branches. Casio felt a looping, powerful force dominating all the muscles in his body. He stomped heavily on the roof of the car, launching himself into the air like a shell. He folded his legs together like a pillar and aimed a kick at the sedan behind. Crack! The strong foot hit the chest of the machine gunner, instantly breaking his ribs and collapsing his chest cavity. He coughed up blood in large mouthfuls. In the state of second blood acceleration, when Casios bodily control reached its peak, he nimbly crawled through the car window. Thud! Bang! No! Aaaaaah The car violently shook, with dull thudding noises echoing from inside. The car door opened, and a black-clothed assassin tried to jump out in panic. A large hand on his back pulled him back. Crash! The side window was smashed, and a blood-soaked head stuck out, its neck lifelessly resting on the edge of the window. The sedan was unmanned and began to slow down. The rear door of the car was kicked open with a bang. A cheetah-like figure bolted out and ran off at full speed along the road. He quickly caught up with the vehicle in front. The dazzling sun shone on the black road, creating the absurd and discordant picture of a human figure chasing two high-speed cars. A sense of absurdity and incongruity arose spontaneously. Violet glanced at the only remaining sedan on the left and then at Casio sprinting at top speed. She opened her cherry blossom mouth in bewilderment, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start. Matthew, driving next to her, swallowed his saliva and wiped the blood off his forehead, This new friend of mine is he a bit too intense? Then, in front of their wide-open eyes and amidst the panicked shooting and cursing of the assassin, Casio charged like a rolling tank and crashed heavily into the car. The vehicle shifted with a bang. The car door deformed, and two black tire marks were left on the road. Ah! Turn the wheel! Turn the wheel! Step on the gas! Dont let that monster catch up! Boom! Another blow landed, causing serious deformation to the car door. The sedan spun like a top, tossing the assassins inside to and fro. Much like their prior antics of dashing into Casios car, it was now their turn to be terrified. Touching the ground, muscles expanded and contracted for another violent collision. Casios body instantly broke through the car door; his solid arm pressed in like a city wall. In the back seat, the two unlucky fellows groaned as their entire skeleton cracked, surprisingly pushing open the left car door. The two grievously injured assassins immediately fell out. After rolling for several meters, they stopped breathing. These assassins werent practitioners of Secret Martial Arts. Their physique were only a bit stronger than ordinary people, mostly relying on firearms. Any ordinary person falling from a high-speed moving car would be severely injured, let alone these two already severely injured unlucky fellows who fell out. Squeak! The severely damaged Haizennaya Sedan came to a stop. Matthew and Violet quickly descended, jogging over to the black sedan about fifty meters away. A muffled thud came from inside the sedan, and the front windshield was smeared with a large amount of tomato sauce-like blood. Warm blood slowly dripped down. Click, the drivers door opened. A tall figure stepped out, standing on the black road. Under the brilliant midday sun, each cast-iron-like muscle glistened faintly. Casio, in a state of accelerated blood flow, stood over one meter and ninety centimeters tall. His whole bodys outline was raised, and each dark, twisting vein resembled bouncing rebar. His towering stature blocked the sun, casting a large shadow. It inexplicably gave off a majestic and imposing feeling. On his body, several thumb-sized holes were also oozing blood, mixed with sweat, and trickled down. Li Li Wei, are you okay? Matthew, caught in an intimidating atmosphere, stuttered, his usually eloquent speech became all tangled up. His heart was also pounding relentlessly. This is beyond what a Federation Level Five can explain! Violet bit her plump, moistened lower lip. Its nothing, just a minor injury. Casio took a deep breath; his entire body muscled quivered violently. Instantly, a dozen bullets clattered and fell off. A series of crisp sounds emitted as they hit the hard ground. Raising his palm gently over his chest, the bullet holes gradually closed up. They werent healed, but rather, Casio, using the realm of secondary blood acceleration, forcibly controlled his muscles to prevent blood loss. This kind of strength, perhaps only those true limit-breaking grandmasters who have grasped the essence of Secret Martial Arts have it! Violets gaze lingered on Casios robust body. Their Black Spade Organization, as a major organization in North Flow Country, naturally conquered some things beyond normal human cognition. Violet knew about the existence of Secret Martial Arts. There were experts in this regard in the Black Spade Organization. However, she had never seen a perverted one like Casio who could withstand light machine gun bullets! In the Black Spade Organization, those who were good at melee combat prepared in advance. One of them could deal with four or five gunners. However, Casio launched a massacre against more than a dozen gunners, and even sent the car flying like a rhino! What about these corpses and car wreckage? Casio deactivated the state of blood acceleration, exhaling a sigh of relief. Just leave them here for now, Kanon Corporation and the Black Spade Organization will handle it. We have people inside the citys Police Station. Matthew wiped the blood from his forehead and said. Are you injured? Casio squinted his eyes and looked over. A minor injury. I got cut on the forehead by broken glass. Ill go to the hospital to get it bandaged later. You should come with me to the hospital for a check-up. Even though Casios physique demonstrated a strong defensive power, Matthew believed that Casio should have a detailed inspection anyway. Without further ado, the three of them got back into the almost wrecked car. The sedan started and drove towards the private hospital in the suburbs. The Ivy Private Hospital, in which Kanon Corporation holds a fifty-one percent stake, was the third best hospital in the city in terms of technology. sea??h th NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Hiss Ah It really hurts Matthew, with a contorted face, walked out. He had a white gauze bandage on his forehead. The disinfection with alcohol just now was very irritating. Youre out? Outside on a metal chair, Casio, with his legs crossed, calmly flipped through a newspaper. He looked up at Matthew. How come you look like nothings wrong with you? Wheres your bandage? Matthew crashed down between Casio and Violet. The doctor said it was a skin trauma. He disinfected it with alcohol and then put four or five band-aids on it. Thats all Casio shrugged his shoulders and continued reading his newspaper. Youre really a monster, you were struck by tens of bullets and its just skin trauma! Just a band-aid! Im convinced. Matthew held his forehead. Next to him, Violet also shook her head helplessly. Seemingly echoing Matthews taunt. Chapter 113 - 113 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_1 ?Chapter 113: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_1 Chapter 113: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_1 Resting on the recliner for a while. The faint smell of alcohol permeated the hospital air. The Sand Dust Organization went to such great lengths today, with more than a dozen assassins, four cars, and even a light machine gun Matthew wiped his face and shook his head in self-mockery: They really think highly of me Reflecting on the earlier assassination attempt, he still felt shaken. During the hail of bullets, if even one bullet had hit a vital point, Matthew would have been killed on the spot. Hes just an ordinary person, not a boxer like Casio whose body exceeds human limits, nor even an assassin like Violet who has had some combat training. Facing a full-scale assassination like this, he was naturally terrified. The Sand Dust Organization is not just targeting Kanon Corporation, they are actually targeting us Violet said: According to internal intelligence, the Sand Dust Organization is active in all eight cities of North Flow Country and has assassinated and provoked many organizations including the Black Spade Organization on several occasions. They seem to be antagonizing the entire underground forces of North Flow Country. I dont know where they get the courage What happened today is just one of the provocations Then, Violet began to speak, inadvertently revealing some recent secretive events. It seemed like Casio was reading the newspaper, but in reality, his attention had been drawn. The events Violet mentioned began to align with the numerous fatal explosion cases reported by the North Flow Country newspapers, it turns out it was all the doing of Sand Dust Organization. Half an hour later, Casio put down the newspaper and asked. How long are we supposed to wait here? As soon as we got here, I informed my father. He should be arriving soon. Matthew glanced at his watch. The time was 13:02. I have also informed my boss, White Bird. He should arrive with Mr. Jason soon. Violet whispered nearby. Over the past half-hour, she had occasionally glanced at Casio out of the corner of her eye. Casio, with his keen perception, noticed her gaze, but he chose not to actively confront her. Violet was always watching him, not for mundane reasons like his handsome looks, but with a hint of scrutiny. It seems like she was waiting for something. Finally, another ten minutes passed. Around one twenty in the afternoon. Hurried footsteps echoed from the hospital stairs. A burly middle-aged man in a white shirt and brown waistcoat walked up, his teak-colored beard coarse and his meticulously trimmed hair slightly disheveled. He immediately spotted the three seated on the recliners and hurried over. Is my son okay?! Casio subtly stepped back to make room. Injured his head?! Jason saw the bandage on Matthews forehead and frowned. Skin trauma, not from a bullet, but from a small cut caused by shattered glass. The doctor has already disinfected and bandaged it. They said a half-months rest should heal it without even leaving a scar. Fearing his father would worry about him, Matthew quickly stood up from the recliner and turned a full circle to show his sound body. The Hudson family was not a centuries-old wealthy merchant family; Jason had only amassed his wealth in the past ten to twenty years. Matthew had experienced hardships during his childhood. As a family that had stumbled and struggled together, the father-son relationship was deep and unlike those clichd melodramatic scenarios of kind fathers and filial sons. Down the hallway, the father and son hugged tightly. Jasons concerns were due to the sights he had witnessed on the riverside highway. Bodies tattered and torn, twisted remnants of cars, and scattered bullet marks. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. All these testified to the intensity of the battle that had taken place. Even with Violet, the skilled assassin sent by the Black Spade Organization, it was difficult to entirely ensure Matthews safety. He might have survived but potentially with the loss of limbs. Jason arrived prepared for the worst, but to his relief, his son seemed well except for a minor skin injury. He was relieved and could not help but turn his gaze to Violet: Thank you, Miss Violet, for your generous help! Thankfully, Black Spade sent someone to protect my son, otherwise Suddenly a cold voice interrupted Jasons words. Sorry, Mr. Jason. The truth is, the one who truly protected your son this time was Mr. Li Wei, Violet shook her head as she looked at Casio beside her. Mr. Li Wei is far stronger than me. If not for him, both Matthew and I might have perished in the attack from the Sand Dust Organization Violet promptly recited the events that had transpired earlier. There were no embellishments, just the unvarnished truth. As Jason listened, his eyes grew wider and wider. His gaze constantly shifted between Casio and Violet, the shock in his eyes increasingly evident. Withstood bullets! Light machine gun bullets at that! Is he even human? Only then did Jason notice the few band-aids on Casios body, two on the arm and one on the palm. The one on the palm was where Casio had caught a bullet aiming for Matthews temple as Violet had just mentioned. It was simply unbelievable And those cars, with metal frames disintegrated and doors and bodies twisted. They were ruined by Casios punches? This wasnt human, it was more like a human-shaped tank! Jason, while shocked, felt relieved. Casio was Matthews friend, he was on their side. With friends like this, the stronger, the freakishly freakier, the better. Like Casio who had easily counter-killed the attackers. Chapter 114 - 114 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_2 ?Chapter 114: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_2 Chapter 114: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_2 Casio immediately expressed his heartfelt thanks to him, and the image of Casio in his heart quickly rose and was moved to the section that demanded attention. His words became more fervent. As a self-made businessman, Jason excelled in quick-thinking wit, surpassing his son, Matthew. After exchanging pleasantries, he was soon addressing Casio as nephew and himself as uncle, retaining a smile that never faded. His demeanor was in stark contrast to the stern, eagle-like man that Casio first met. It could only be said that when one had a solid foundation of power, it becomes easier to communicate wherever you go. Uncle, dont worry. I will keep a close eye on Phil. I will try to have him learn some combat skills to defend himself when necessary. Casio responded in his usual manner of speaking. That would be great. Thank you, Li Wei. Jason nodded, his face suddenly regaining its previous tyrannical spirit, Sand Dust Organization they have attacked both of my sons consecutively how very kind! His voice carried restrained rage, Constantly retreating will only make them think we can be bullied. We need to make them pay. Yes, we need to make Sand Dust pay Before long, a man dressed in a black casual suit appeared at the entrance of the stairs. Like a gentleman, he wore a black-brimmed hat covering his face, stepped out in black leather boots, and held a black cane. The only difference was his pair of white gloves, upon which a red-heart J was printed. White bird? Youre here. Jason looked up and said. Yes, I just dealt with the car wreckage on the riverside highway. It took a bit of time. The man casually walked over. He glanced over the four people sitting in the recliners, finally focusing on Casio. Violet, who was sitting next to him, thoughtfully stood up and walked over to White bird, whispering something in his ear. I apologize everyone, I need to report to my boss Violet turned her head back towards the three of them and flashed a perfect smile. Instantly, White bird and she walked over towards the corner of the stairs. Clearly, Violet was reporting the detailed situation of the recent assassination. As she spoke, White bird nodded and occasionally glanced at Casio curiously, as if deep in thought. After a short while, they returned. After exchanging a few words, they headed towards the hospitals meeting room. With Jason, the chairman of Kanon Corporation present, no area within the hospital was off-limits to them. Seated in a red chair, Casio found himself at ease. He considered the spaciousness of the conference hall, the ample lighting, and the fresh air. The curtains were drawn to the sides, and through the window, you could see the blue sky dotted with a few strands of white clouds. Likewise, White bird also expressed his thanks to Casio for his help. Otherwise, Violet would have had no chance against more than a dozen assassins from the Sand Dust Organization. Afterward, White bird and Jason began discussing matters related to the Sand Dust Organization. The essence of the conversation was that the Black Spade A Organization had also prepared a counterattack plan. He conveyed hope that they would bring down the increasingly brazen Sand Dust Organization in the upcoming days. If Jason wanted to seek revenge, he could join. After all, when it came to killing and destruction, Black Spade A was absolutely professional. The two talked for around twenty to thirty minutes, discussing the overall plans and the recent activities of the Sand Dust Organization. They did not refrain from speaking in the presence of Casio. They merely delved into their secrets and classified information. Three days ago, the Firefox Organization in Oak City was surrounded and wiped out by the Sand Dust Organizations assassins. Only one or two people managed to escape while severely injured. However, they did not live for long. From them, we gathered some information. The surviving members of the Firefox Organization claimed that the assassins they encountered were Biochemical Humans. Interestingly, they showed no response to being shot at, as if they did not feel any pain. Whats more, they were outrageously brave. Even when their arms were chopped off, they could continue fighting! White bird shared the information he had received. S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The Biochemical Humans mentioned here were from comic Captain Hong Li, where an evil scientist captures vagabonds and conducts human experiments on them. Shockingly, he managed to create Biochemical Humans who didnt feel pain, had a low level of consciousness, and had superb healing abilities. Then the scientist brainwashed these Biochemical Humans into assassins and dispatched them to capture Captain Hong Li. Biochemical Humans? Does this mean the Sand Dust Organization really has some kind of black technology? Is this why theyve been so active and challenging the underground organizations of the Eastern Six Counties lately? Jason asked, clearly surprised by the news. The Sand Dust Organization was not to be underestimated Meanwhile, Casio, sitting next to Jason, furrowed his brows. Although he couldnt confirm it, these so-called Biochemical Humans were incredibly similar to the cloaked figures from the Sect Destruction War. Equally fearless, seemingly unable to feel pain and having powerful healing abilities, they were almost a modern replica. Besides the Secret Martial Art, there existed other strange pathways in the world. Who could say for certain if the Sand Dust Organizations Biochemical Humans and the cloaked figures were of the same kind? In an instant, a sense of confusion welled up in Casios mind. He decided it was necessary to learn more about the Sand Dust Organization. Meanwhile, the conversation between White bird and Jason continued. Yet Casio had no interest in listening anymore, he closed his eyes and found himself lost in thought. Chapter 115 - 115 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_3 ?Chapter 115: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_3 Chapter 115: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_3 About five or six minutes passed, and everyone started to stand up from their seats and walk towards the hospital corridor. Sarch* The ovlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio had just reached the door. Mr. Li Wei, please wait a moment. The deep baritone of the White bird came from behind. Casio turned his head: Whats the matter? White bird just smiled. Ten minutes later, in the conference hall. Casio swiftly joined the Black Spade A Organization. In fact, from the very beginning, Casio had a vague idea about the Black Spade A Organization. Because both Black Spade A and the Sand Dust Organization were involved in the antiques business, it would be the perfect place for him to look for Obsession Antiques. Secondly, Black Spade A Organization was well-informed, and it was a large organization in the North Flow Country, and it even operated some businesses in the six counties in the eastern part of the Hong Li Federation. Its always good to have such influential backing. Now that Casio had also obtained information that the Sand Dust Organization and the Cloak people might be related, Black Spade A had some decent intelligence. Whether to join or to cooperate, both were good choices. On the other hand, White bird was very enthusiastic in inviting him. He knew that Casio was a strong man who could withstand bullets from a light machine gun and was incredibly skilled. This was the kind of talent Black Spade A desired. The two got along very well, almost as if they had known each other for a long time. In fact, White bird also had the intention to borrow Casios strength to increase his influence. After all, he had been cooperating with the Kanon Corporation for over ten years, and Casio was Matthews friend. From a relationship perspective, they were natural allies and could certainly support each other. As an organization, Black Spade A naturally had to allocate power. White bird was in great need of a heavyweight ally. Black Spade A, by definition, was related to poker cards. The Big King and the Small King were the organizations leader and vice-leader respectively. A, K, Q, J; each with four suits: spades, hearts, clubs, diamonds. A total of sixteen people were the senior members of the organization. This was an underground force with a scale of thousands of people, and it should rank somewhat highly among all the organizations in Eastern Six Counties. Aside from the two leaders Big King and Small King, the remaining sixteen senior members were divided into four groups according to their AKQJ ranking. Each group managed different affairs of the organization, some was responsible for antiques sales, some was responsible for the transportation of contraband, some was responsible for intelligence, some was responsible for assassination. There were also a whole bunch of other subdivided affairs. White bird was one of them, the Heart J, and was mainly responsible for assassination operations. He was second in command in this area in the Black Spade A Organization. There were many assassins under his command, and he had some fame in the underground world in the eastern part of the Federation. Moreover, his success rate in completing assassination missions was high, it was praiseworthy. Since Black Spade J rarely managed affairs, White bird was effectively the head of the assassination department. However, the recent rise of the Sand Dust Organization was causing him a great deal of headache. First, there were a lot of attacks targeting the Black Spade A Organization, and then a senior level member died unexpectedly. That senior member who died was Diamond J of the Assassination Department. He was killed during a transportation mission assisting the Antiques Department. Diamond J was the only one among the four senior members of the Assassination Department who was a former assassin, which could be said to be the facade of the department. Many people suspected that the attack was deliberately carried out by the Sand Dust Organization with the aim to kill the most powerful assassin of the Assassination Department, in order to intimidate the entire Black Spade A Organization. In fact, Black Spade A was indeed intimidated by such crazy acts of the other party. At least Diamond Js position had been vacant for a month, and no one had yet volunteered to take over the senior level vacancy. A position that was once highly coveted had become a hot potato, with no one daring to seek a promotion until the arrogant Qi Flame of Sand Dust Organization was extinguished. Upon further consideration, this could actually be understood. But White bird, as the actual person in charge of the Assassination Department, was feeling embarrassed that the position of the fourth senior member of the Assassination Department was still vacant. So he planned to find a sufficiently strong external aid, and it had to be very strong! Only then could he stabilize the fearful Assassination Department. White bird had been looking for such a person for a month without success. Until today To a happy collaboration! To a happy collaboration! Next to the open window, under the golden sunlight, Casio and White bird were shaking hands, looking like old friends who had been together for more than a decade. White bird, wont there be any objections from the others if you directly decide to assign me to the Assassination Department? asked Casio, who had a general understanding of the Black Spade A Organization from their brief conversation earlier. Usually it wouldnt be permissible. Its an unspoken rule in the organization to select the senior members from veterans who have served the organization for at least ten years as a demonstration of their loyalty, or those who have made significant contributions would get the chance to become senior members, White bird paused for a moment, but under special circumstances, special treatment is needed. Always sticking to the rules is not a good thing. You have the strength, I have the status, and on top of that, the position of Diamond J is currently a hot potato. When I submit the application in a few days, most of the other senior members will probably not refuse. And even if there are objections, all you need to do is beat them up. When people are beaten up, they naturally come to their senses. White bird squinted his eyes and smiled like an old fox. Im good at that, Casio nodded affirmatively. In the near future, the senior members of the Assassination Department and some elite members will come to Baichuan City for a small meeting. You will need to show your face then, I believe you wont disappoint me, White bird said with a light smile, You will be notified before the meeting. About my requirement As long as you become Diamond J, that will, of course, be a very trivial matter, White bird said as he pinched his right hand thumb and index finger together, The Assassination Department and the Antiques Departments have always had a good relationship, with frequent personnel exchanges. What youre asking for is merely a small matter Chapter 116 - 116 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_4 ?Chapter 116: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_4 Chapter 116: 106 Lord Fengxiang (6200)_4 That eases my mind, Casio smiled. He made a small request. As an antiques enthusiast, isnt it normal to want to see the Antiques Department warehouse of the Black Spade Organization? To touch things that catch his fancy? To grow more and more fond of them as he does so, then go ahead and buy them at a certain price? All that should be quite within the bounds of reason, wouldnt you say? As long as Casio becomes a senior level official of the Assassination Department, no one in the Antiques Department would make a fuss over these trivial matters. They might even praise his dedication and proactive approach to preventing theft in the warehouse. So, were in agreement? Casio extended his hand. Were in agreement! The two shook hands for the second time under the sunlight. A minute later, Casio and White Bird emerged from the meeting room. Violet had been waiting by the door, while Matthew and his son Jason took a rest, sitting on chairs. As the group of five moved along, Matthew asked casually, What were you two discussing in there? Nothing really. Mr. White Bird was just expressing his gratitude to me. After all, I did save Violets life, indirectly, Casio responded, without so much as blinking an eye. Naturally, he couldnt let anyone else know about his joining the Black Spade Organization. Best not even let Matthew in on it. More people meant more mouths to feed, and a greater risk. Sear?h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. They all descended the staircase together. Casio and Jason stood together while White Bird pulled Violet aside to whisper something to her. The pair occasionally glanced over and gestured towards Casio, making him the object of their discussion. Violets expression seemed complex. She opened her mouth to speak a few times, but swallowed the words and, in the end, reluctantly nodded. Several black sedans were parked at the entrance to Ivy Hospital. A youth dressed as a secretary stepped forward and whispered something to Matthew and Jason. Somethings happened at the Jett Factory? Alright, I understand, Jason glanced at his son, Matthew, could you check out the situation at Jett? I need to head straight to City Hall. The mayor and deputy mayor want to discuss something with me What about Li Wei? Matthew asked. Ill give Mr. Li Wei a ride, a sweet voice chimed in. A slender, even-tempered silhouette approached from afar. Well I would appreciate that, Matthew responded. Casio turned to glance at Violet, who was squinting back at him with a smile. A charming mole at the corner of her eye was especially noticeable. Five minutes later, in a moving black sedan. Casio and Violet found themselves in an eerily silent car. Casio was a man of few words, and Violet, being an assassin, was quite standoffish. As such, they were ill-suited for light conversation and had to make do with the sound of the car engine. On the plush backseat, Casio was fiddling with a bronze ring. The surface of the ring was rough and appeared quite ugly, but it contained the Obsession Node that ordinary obsession antiques lacked! Obsession Energy was crucial, but an Obsession Node was even more so! He wondered what epoch the ring would reveal to him? Casio was both curious and hesitant. Now that he had plenty of Obsession Energy stored, and that he possessed two legendary antiques- the Bronze Ring and Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant- he was torn about which to choose first. One was Li Weis road to revenge in the third stage, while the other was an enigma. It was already clear that the cloaked figures Li Wei was up against were nearly impossible to kill. Their numbers were numerous and their strength formidable. They were an unpredictable and inhuman species. Without considerable strength, there was little Casio could do, even if he exploited his secondary Bloodline Boost. After all, even Gate Master Belon, of the highest order, failed Perhaps he should concentrate on enhancing his power quickly using the other legendary antique. Then with amassed strength, he could proceed to the third stage of the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant. Casio bore a grudge against the era seventy years ago. Fortunately, the energy he currently possessed was more than sufficient. Amidst his thoughts, the car abruptly came to a halt. Violets cold yet pleasant voice resonated from the drivers seat. Lord Li Wei, weve reached your destination. What did you call me? Casio abruptly lifted his head. Li Lord Li Wei. Violet stuttered, appearing somewhat shy. Her cold, gorgeous face uttering such words struck a strange contrast. White Bird must have told her Casio thought to himself. He then knocked on his elbow and spoke. Dont call me Lord Li Wei. Call me Fengxiang. Like White Bird, Fengxiang will be my codename from now on. Lord Fengxiang? Violet appeared confused. Yes, Fengxiang. Casio nodded. Alright, I understand, Lord Fengxiang Chapter 117 - 117 107 Intense Rubbing Rasengan (4000)_1 ?Chapter 117: 107 Intense Rubbing Rasengan (4000)_1 Chapter 117: 107 Intense Rubbing Rasengan (4000)_1 In the midday sunshine. A black shoe fell from the roof of the sedan and landed on the grayish-white paved road. Casio stepped down and glanced around. This area is actually inside a residential district. But its location is on the edge of the urban area, so its not densely populated, and theres quite some distance between two neighboring houses. The streets are spacious, though the bricks are somewhat damaged and moss grows at the edges. Lord Fengxiang, allow me to accompany you. After this, Ill take you wherever you want to go. Lord White Bird told me to be your exclusive driver from today onwards. Violet, a tall figure, stepped out of the car. Stop being so formal, it makes me uncomfortable. Casio felt uneasy hearing this, so he said: Dont call me Lord Fengxiang in front of anyone outside the organization, just call me boss instead Casio was about to take over as the fourth in command of the assassination organization, Square J. Indeed, he is Violets superior, leader, boss. Okay, Boss. Violet understood immediately. She was quite willing, after all, Casio joined the Black Spade organization mid-journey and instantly transformed into the boss. It was a bit embarrassing for Violet, the aloof assassin, to call him Lord every day. Alright, lets go. Casio went ahead, guided by his memory from his previous visit. Violet closed the car door and followed him. Within just two or three minutes, Casio saw his future home. The iron gates were open, and several vehicles that looked like trucks were parked outside, filled with pieces of furniture covered with sky-blue sunshades. Next to the truck, a few people were having a casual smoke. Seeing someone, a boss accompanied by a beautiful secretary, briskly approaching, they immediately recognized the guests. A middle-aged bald man in formal wear quickly extinguished his cigarette, adjusted his clothing, and hurried over: Are you Mr. Li Wei, a friend of Mr. Matthew? I am from the Natural Wood Furniture Company. The middle-aged man immediately introduced himself and his company before presenting the furniture. Sarch* The n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The Natural Wood Furniture Company offers a complete range of furniture, from sofas, lighting fixtures, tables, chairs, floor tiles, ceramic tiles to wooden cabinets, and more. The main decorative style of the furniture is Rococo. The Rococo style is famous for its uneven, light, and slender curves. The color scheme is varied and beautiful, and the style is known for its light, flowing, expanding decorative effect. The colors of Rococo furniture are softer, with beige and white floral patterns as the main theme. The middle-aged man pulled back the blue cloth covering the truck, revealing harmonious and soft-colored furniture that looked somewhat ornate. It was not as grand and vividly passionate as the Baroque style. Casio nodded, he didnt have any specific requirements for furniture. If Matthew recommended it, then it must be good. Later, he also met with another renovation company. This company is the second largest renovation company in Baichuan City, backed by Kanon Corporation, who sent a project manager. This person was even more professional, bringing with him a super thick album full of various house decoration styles, both interior and exterior. Casio glanced at it briefly. The intricate trimmings on the top of the windows looked like blooming flowers, the repeated pattern decorating the roof ridge and the roof was made of iron art. There were square, round, fish scale, acorn, diamond and other overlapping and changing shapes in the architectural structure. There were many more similar styles. It didnt seem practical, but the pictures did look good. Casio, not knowing much about these things himself, let the person handle everything. He only requested that the work be done swiftly. The project manager of the renovation company immediately assured him on this. He said that since Casio was a friend of Mr. Matthew, the renovation would be carried out at the fastest pace. It would be completed within two days at the soonest, and three days at the latest. The two to three days mentioned includes the current day. Hearing this promise, Casio couldnt help but sigh in admiration for the efficiency of having the right connections. If it had been the same plan for an ordinary person, it would likely not have been completed in less than half a month or even a month. Three days? That wouldnt even be enough to clean the house! Of course, this refers to some unscrupulous renovation companies. After dealing with the matters related to the new house, Casio got back into the black sedan and Violet once again took on the role of his exclusive driver. Boss, where should we go next? Lets go to Banner Street for No, to the Central Street District. Casio suddenly remembered that he had custom-ordered a large number of clothes from a tailor shop in the Central Street District a few days ago, and they should be ready by now. Immediately, the sedan started and drove towards Central Street District. Half an hour later, he placed a heap of clothes in the back seat of the car, and then, waving goodbye to the smiling tailor shop owner, headed to Jessicas apartment. The sedan stopped at the edge of Banner Street. Casio said to Violet, who was in the drivers seat, Wait for me a while, I have to place these clothes in my room and then make a trip to Red Tower Street. Carrying a load of oversized clothes, he walked upstairs to his room on the fourth floor, put everything on the sofa, picked up the shoulder bag he prepared earlier, and was ready to leave. Just as his fingers touched the cold door handle, Casio hesitated. He turned around, went into his room, and opened his wardrobe. He took out three small bottles of ointment and stuffed them into the shoulder bag. Chapter 118 - 118 107 Intense Rubbing Rasengan (4000)_2 ?Chapter 118: 107 Intense Rubbing Rasengan (4000)_2 Chapter 118: 107 Intense Rubbing Rasengan (4000)_2 He turned around, opened the door, and clomped down the stairs. One minute later, the car door shut with a thud. Casios voice sounded from the back seat. Head to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall near Snowflake Middle School on Red Tower Street. After ten minutes, the car parked on a Red Tower Street alleyway. Casio couldnt help but be sentimentally affected. Although it was a car from this era, it was still a car. It had cut his travel time in half, making it much faster than if he had traveled alone. Of course, Casio could move faster than the car. But he couldnt display his superhuman physique in the urban area of Baichuan City. So, it was best to have a vehicle for commuting. No need to buy one, the Black Spade Organization would probably send one over. Casio preferred to drive himself, rather than have Violet as his chauffeur. He had his own privacy, and his secrets were considerable; it was better to be alone. As for Violet, she was inherently a cold and gorgeous assassin, might as well let her be an assassin and do her job well! Casio knew very well that Violet had been sent to him by White Bird for a reason. A beautiful, cold, and curvaceous full-time secretary and a young, robust, and strong martial artist. Anything could happen. A secretary for the tasks at hand, and for others when theres nothing else to do sea??h th n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Violets role felt like that of a dangerous femme fatale, but now she was going through a major identity shift and was somewhat shy and awkward. It would only be a matter of days before she adjusted, especially with her former boss, White Birds guidance. Perhaps, Casio might not be able to withstand it then Beauty was not his weakness. But Casio didnt want to focus on irrelevant things. He might as well reject it early and express his stance to White Bird. Violet doesnt have to be a full-time secretary or a full-time driver, she could just be a liaison, which is also good. Im here, you can go back, dont wait for me. Casio got out of the car and walked into the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. A black car gradually drove away behind him. Pushing the door to enter the martial arts hall, everything looked the same. Old Mack was reading a newspaper, hidden underneath was a newly released fashion magazine, with a very sexy cover of a woman in a bikini. Youre here, Coach Li Wei. Old Mack tossed a set of keys from the drawer. Casio nodded, silently heading towards the dressing room. People greeted him along the way, and some who were relatively close to him asked about his injuries. Casio glanced at his bandaged arm and said he ripped his skin by falling and hitting a stone. The woman who initiated the conversation even jokingly said that even Coach Li Wei can be clumsy, before bursting out into a giggle. Casio was speechless. Do they actually expect him to say that he was surrounded and attacked by a dozen assassins? That the places where the bandages were applied were actually wounds caused by light machine gun bullets? Clumsy? If he were clumsy, he would have been long dead! After casually brushing off their questions, Casio went into the changing room, changed into a combat suit and then headed to the exclusive training room. Today was different from usual. There were no seven or eight students, only Tifa Phil Millo were expected to attend. Casio had eliminated the majority of the students who lacked talent through half a months testing, leaving only three behind. After going through a series of events in the Era of Retrospection, Casio was considering reviving the heritage of the Wind Elephant Gate in the real world. But for now, he was just testing the waters, wanting to see if he had the ability to teach disciples. Of course, for Casio, even if it was just an attempt, it had to meet the most basic requirements C at least a medium physique, a diligent character willing to learn, and not mediocre comprehension. The trio Phil barely managed to pass Casios evaluation. About ten minutes later, Tifa and the others gradually arrived. Inside the training room, only Casio and the three were sitting cross-legged on the floor. The sunlight shone through the window into the empty room. Coach, how come therere only three of us today? Milo scratched his head, looking puzzled. Because I am rich now and dont need to work as a combat trainer at the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall, earning extra from teaching dozens of students at once. Of course, Casio couldnt say that. He coughed slightly, his gaze fixed on the trio. I want to pass on some genuine skills to you guys. Casio spoke unhurriedly, From today on, this training room should only be used by the four of us, I wont accept additional students. Real skills! Tifas eyes lit up instantly. She knew how useful the combat and explosive techniques that Casio had taught before were. So they were just the basics?! At the same time, Milos eyes also lit up. Ever since that day he had an epiphany in the alley, he had realized that swordplay was not so convenient, he wanted to learn boxing! He wanted to become a superhuman like Captain Hong Li in the comics! Phil, the last one, was also quite interested. Because he had recently survived an assassination attempt, the feeling of fear and powerlessness occasionally came back to him. He even had nightmares about the same scene a few days ago. It couldnt be better to have the ability to protect himself! Of course, they are genuine skills. Casio stood up in response to Tifa. Ive taught you two kinds of explosive techniques, speed, and power, they could increase your attributes by 1.3 times. He looked at Tifa who was now nodding. But in reality, those are watered-down versions. The complete version of power and speed explosive techniques can increase your abilities by approximately 1.5 times. Casio went on to explain the explosive techniques in combat moves, which were a kind of special exertion using specific muscle groups. 1.5 times. Tifa mumbled to herself. Yes, 1.5 times. If you can proficiently master these two kinds of explosive techniques and your body can still withstand it, then congratulations. You will have the strength equivalent to the peak of the fifth level in the Federation Fighting Technique. Casios thoughts slowly went back to that conversation with Lixia on the sports field, during his first retrospection era, when the setting sun was as fiery. Just like that, Ill reach the fifth level of the Federation Fighting Technique?! Tifa, being very experienced in this regard, knew the weight the fifth level in the Federation Fighting Technique held. These were the skills of a fighting master, an expert who had trained a style of boxing to its peak! Like the combat trainers at the Snowflake Middle School, most of them were only at the second level. Tifa had seen more at the third and fourth level in some Federations boxing and free combat matches. And here was Casio, starting off by saying they could reach the peak of the fifth level. As if this level was nothing to write home about. Heh, heh. Casio shook his head with a bit of disdain, The Federations five-level division is mainly for matches. But what I want to teach you guys is killing techniques. If you cant even beat a person at the fourth or fifth level in the Federation Fighting Technique after mastering the Basic Fighting Technique I taught you, then theres no use continuing to learn. Its a face I cant afford to lose. Hearing Casios words, the trio looked at each other. They were taken aback and also a little disbelief. After all, in their perception, a fighter at the fifth level of the Federation Fighting Technique is the strongest martial artist, and what status does Casio, who belittles the fifth level, hold? Can he withstand bullets with his bare body? Milo might have been a bit of a superhero comic otaku, but he didnt believe there were people in this world who could stop metal and gunpowder with flesh and blood. No matter how hard human flesh, can it be harder than steel? Casio looked at the silent trio and smiled. He had to show off his skills a bit now even if he didnt want to. After all, who could imagine there are supernatural beings in this world without experiencing it? Even something like a Shadow Demon I know you guys might not believe it, but the truth will eventually present itself. Casio shook his head, then clenched his fist and breathed softly. He began to rub his hands together to create the Rasengan. Whoosh whoosh whoosh Under the sunlight, his large palm opened. A faint white stream of air squeezed out from his fingers, creating visible air ripples, and within a moment covered his palm and the surface of his hand. And then, a stream of white air started to rotate at high speed like a tornado, forming a gyroscope-like arc ripple. Under the astonished gaze of Tifa and the others, the airflow turned faster and faster. In the end, it formed a flattened white ball. About the size of a basketball, it stirred up violent wind waves around itself. Just when it was about to lose control and explode, the ball suddenly shrank and its volume condensed to the size of an apple. The wind waves dissipated, leaving only a white ball rotating in his palm. Huh? It actually worked this time? Chapter 119 - 119 108 The Grim Reaper has opened the door (4000) (A ?Chapter 119: 108 The Grim Reaper has opened the door! (4000) (A small addition for the league leader, there should be more in the next few days) _1 Chapter 119: 108 The Grim Reaper has opened the door! (4000) (A small addition for the league leader, there should be more in the next few days) _1 Casio was also somewhat surprised. The last time he conjured the Azure Wind Air Flow, the spiral airflow burst open. This time, luckily, it was successful! He ignored the three people around him and immediately closed his eyes to feel the changes in airflow in his palm. Rotation, wind force, the eye of the storm All kinds of insights crossed his mind and were firmly etched into his memory. After only a few seconds, the spiral airflow in his palm began to become unstable. The air mass swayed, causing a pain in Casios arm due to the huge spiral consumption, with his skin having a faint sense of rupture. Indeed, its still too forced! His five fingers suddenly clenched, and with a bang, the white Rasengan was directly exploded, and a strong wind swept around for more than ten meters. Tifa and the others were blown by the airflow and couldnt open their eyes. Their clothes wrinkled and tightly clung to their skin. Phew Casio exhaled gently, the dense blood vessels in his eyes quickly retracting until his sclera looked no different than normal. The unexpected formation of the spiral air mass this time gave him significant insights, some of which Casio has experienced. He believed that if he tried again later, the success rate would be much higher than before. Although it was still low, it was a little precious progress. He looked at the three people who were already dumbstruck two meters away. He held up his right palm, Did you see it? We saw it! x3 Three people spoke in unison. Do you want to learn? We do! x3 No chance! Casio shook his head and let go of his hand: The minimum requirement to learn my move is to become a boxer who surpasses the human limit. Otherwise, you wont even have the qualifications to learn and perform Coach, what is a boxer? Tifa asked. Stop calling me coach, call me master. When I demonstrate the Azure Wind Air Flow to you, you should call me master. Casios words paused slightly, and then he said. You should all have heard of the five divisions of the Federation Fighting. We have. Tifa and the others nodded. In the eyes of people like us, the Federations Five Divisions has another name Casio reflexed what Lixia said: Amateur level. Amateur level! Tifas mind was shocked. Are the martial arts masters who have trained a type of boxing to the peak only on an amateur level? Since theres an amateur level, there should also be a professional level, right? Milo next to her asked curiously. Thats right, above the amateur level is the professional level. Casio began to popularize science: There is overlap between the two. The peak of the amateur level is the Five Divisions of the Federation, which is about the same as the professionals mid-level. That is, if you reach the peak of professional level, you are a half-level higher than the Five Divisions of the Federation. He used his palm to demonstrate the distance. As I said before, if you can practice the two explosive techniques of speed and strength to the level of proficient mastery, then you will reach the peak level of the Five Divisions of the amateur limit of the Federation. If you still cant beat a regular Fourth or Fifth Division fighter with this level of strength, you might as well quit. Casio walked slowly to the window and closed the curtain. These two explosive techniques are not water without a source, but they come from a type of combat technique that I practice. The Wind Elephant Basic Fighting Technique, this is a complete structure of fighting. In the past few days, the combat movements I taught you come from the Wind Elephant Basic Fighting Technique, which is the basis of everything. Milo was stunned when he heard this. When he fought those three thugs in the alley, it seemed that the sharp combat moves that really hurt the opponents were these movements, swing, sway, stab, straight Casio walked back step by step into the center of the threes sight. Professional level is a process of continuously forging the physique and pursuing the limit, mastering combat techniques, practical training, daily potion body forging. Until your physique becomes stronger and stronger, far surpassing ordinary people, reaching a bottleneck! And that bottleneck is the human limit! He swept his gaze over the three people who were staring blankly at him: Once you break through the human limit, you can break the biological constraints, control the bodys blood circulation with consciousness, and instantaneously burst out with doubled speed and strength. The perception range expands, the reaction speed increases, dynamic vision, and hearing evolve. Then, that is inhuman. Casios eyes turned blood red in an instant, and with a slight movement, he disappeared in place, leaving only a black afterimage in the eyes of the three. Wheres he?! Coach Master, where are you?! Milo shouted, and Tifa and Phil, who were sitting on the ground, were just about to turn their heads to look around. A pair of rough hands held their faces, and then Casios head squeezed into the gap between the three from behind. Im here. The three of them stood up, and Tifa was about to talk. A huge black shadow swallowed the air like a python and bit at them, with a distinct thump sound in the air. With her messy hair flying around her forehead, Tifa stared blankly with her eyes wide open. She gulped and looked left and right. Phil and Milo were also standing there in a daze, with shocked expressions on their faces. S~ea??h the n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Just then, in an instant, Casio made three punches. One against a hundred, or even one against a thousand. The fists power can penetrate the knuckle-thick metal armor, and the actions are sharp enough to catch a flying sparrow. This is a boxer. Two minutes later. Master! We want to learn combat skills! x3 Three eyes full of eagerness looked at Casio from three directions. You want to learn? Okay, lets see if you have the perseverance to walk this path first. Casio smiled and reached out to his shoulder bag. He fumbled inside a bit, then pulled out three bottles. The bottles were transparent, filled with a sticky ointment. Chapter 120 - 120 108 The Grim Reaper has opened the door (4000) ?Chapter 120: 108 The Grim Reaper has opened the door! (4000) (Adding a small update for the Alliance Leader, there should be more in the next few days)_2 Chapter 120: 108 The Grim Reaper has opened the door! (4000) (Adding a small update for the Alliance Leader, there should be more in the next few days)_2 One vial each, come and get it yourselves. Casio swung the glass vials in his hand, creating clinking noises as they clashed together. The trio glanced at each other before immediately stepping forward to receive their vials. Master, what is this? Tifa asked. Its the Wind Elephant Ointment, used for body enhancing exercises, stimulates muscle growth. Dont worry, it doesnt have any significant side effects. Its just that you might feel a bit prickly when youre training. What Casio said was true. The Wind Elephant Ointment didnt have any side effects. The only downside was that during the practice of Elephant Soul Secret Technique, one would feel prickles all over their body. The pain was not strong when Casio first applied the ointment because the pain is initially the weakest when you first start and it gradually increases as your cultivation of the secret techniques progresses. The second reason was the Wind Elephant Gates ointment of that era, which was too diluted and murky. But the three vials that Casio held now were different. They all contained Orchid Heart Grass in the right amount and even more. Its very important for an ointment or potion to cause a prickly sensation on the skin. Its a kind of herb that stimulates muscles and skin. Now that they have enough Orchid Heart Grass in the ointment, Casio couldnt predict to what extent the three would feel the prickly sensation. But well, he thought it wouldnt be anything too exaggerated. After all, its the first application, and the pain sensation would be the weakest. Ten minutes later, the training room was filled with shrieks and howls. Aah! I cant take it anymore, its itching and hurting! It feels like my body is being stabbed with a hundred needles! My butt is so spicy and painful! No more! I need to use the bathroom! Sit down! With a wave of his hand, Casio stopped Milo, whose eyes were almost rolling back from the pain, and forced him to sit back down. Milos butt felt as if he was sitting on a fire. He bounced up and down three times in a row saying, There are needles stinging my butt! He was almost in tears. What a spectacle for a grown man crying and weeping! When I, your master, was first applying the ointment for body enhancement, I didnt even frown, I even quite enjoyed it! Casio said in a teaching tone. He genuinely enjoyed it back then as the ointment he used didnt hurt at all. Casio felt as if he were soaking in a hot spring, with warm heat emanating all over his body. Look at your senior sister, Tifa. Even she, a girl, can bear it. What excuse do you guys have? Casio began to set examples, and indeed, Tifas determination was commendable. She merely frowned, biting her lip and not letting out a sound. Her body was trembling slightly, showing that she was enduring the pain all over her body. She was already far stronger than Phil and Milo. If Tifa can do it, I can do it too! Phils forehead was covered in cold sweat. He struggled to breathe evenly, strengthening his resolve, which seemed to be effective as he slowly closed his eyes. Smack! A big hand suddenly landed on his shoulder. Ouch! Waaaah! Phil immediately jumped up as if being stung by a porcupine. His face was contorted, his nose almost dripping. Milo nearby was also affected, his shoulder hit harshly. He immediately moved aside, his arm still trembling slightly. His eyes were wide open, and he kept blowing air out of his mouth. Master, please dont touch me! It hurts so much! Phil cried out. Phil, dont bump into me! Its painful! Milo cried out. Tears glistened in all four red eyes. Does it really hurt that much? All right I was just telling you not to close your eyes, you should carefully mimic my movements from now on. Casio shook his head helplessly, taking a few steps back. He thought to himself: Wow, the modern ointments are really strong! Afterwards, the three of them began to execute the first movement of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique under Casios guidance, and he reminded them to breathe in rhythm as well. Suddenly, they all got into the zone, their expressions gradually becoming calm. They felt just like Casio once did, as if they were soaking in a hot spring. Waves of warmth and heat spread from their skin to their muscles, bones, meridians, and blood. After an unknown period of time, they opened their eyes and came to their senses. The afternoon sun outside had already faded into a dim dusk. It was the kind of yellow twilight that signaled the sun would set in another ten or so minutes. How do you feel? Casio, who was leaning by the window enjoying the breeze, asked. Its a very strange feeling, like my body has become lighter? Tifa glanced at her hands, and then she lightly jumped on the spot. The vision became clearer, and it seems like my sense of smell has also Milo furrowed his eyebrows, sniffing his nose like a dog. It feels like that feeling you get when youve spent a whole summers day sweating and then suddenly take a cold shower! Phil said with a vivid analogy. Go back and quietly assimilate with it, its pretty late tonight. From now on, come here every day, and I will supervise your ointment exercise. Casio took back the three bottles. Five minutes later, the three of them, with faces of intrigue, were walking in the hallway, occasionally tiptoeing or swaying their bodies as they moved. It seemed as if they were adapting to their slightly different bodies. Sear?h the N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Goodness, this is extraordinary Tifa glanced back with a sigh, and there Casio was, ambling towards them, carrying a shoulder bag on his back. He possessed an inexplicable aura of mysteriousness in the shadows. The teacher seems to have many mysteries cloaked around him The three of them parted, each heading home. From this day on, Tifa, Phil, and Milo officially began to practice the Wind Elephant Gate fighting technique under Casios supervision. They practice the Basic Fighting Technique every day and cultivate the Elephant Soul Secret Technique by applying ointment. Within three days, Casios new house was also renovated. The walls and floor tiles hadnt been altered much. It was only the other minor places that had been revamped, along with a fresh layout for the yard. That very day, Casio moved his things into his new home. He did not seek to recover the remnants of the monthly rent from Mrs. Jessica, it was just a few months, small money. Besides, he can take occasional rests in that room. At dusk that day, Casio returned home from the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. He was driving the new car he had gotten from Black Spade Ace the day before. He was incredibly satisfied as he drove around. This car, although not as luxurious as Matthews Hytzenia series, was an excellent vehicle for commuting. At least to Casio, the seat was very comfortable, the layout of the driving seat, and the subtle, elegant decoration inside the car were entirely to his liking. Driving along Sunset Boulevard next to the shimmering river while listening to a long, soothing song would be an absolute delight. He wasnt by the river, but he was on Sunset Boulevard. A car was being chased forward by the bright moonlight. The cars radio was fitted with a tube amplifier. The melodious song of an unknown band played from within. The sun today looks so gentle. Even the evening breeze feels soft. My hair is stubbornly standing so high. The masterpiece of candy and spices is still swaying and laughing. Theres an abundance everywhere during the quiet times. Why cant we feel the joy in the crowd? In the drivers seat, a tall man was slowly swaying his head to the music. Casio wasnt a cold machine; he also enjoyed these moments of freedom and happiness when he was alone. If there was a fool who dared to disturb Casio at this time. He would definitely show them what a Mad Elephant is! Unluckily for him, there was such a fool today. Bang! Bang! Bang! Under the moonlight, from the corners of the shadows. Those twisted creatures that should have been whispering in the sewers burst out, waving claws unlike those of humans. Chasing the car while slashing at the new car door, causing a big burst of golden sparks. The beautiful paint was heavily damaged, and the glass was shattered. Their aim was to make the car stop. These inhuman creatures wanted to convey to the parasitized Casio: The Grim Reaper is knocking at the door! Squeak! The car stopped abruptly, leaving two black marks. A group of Shadow Demons surrounded it like hyenas. Bang! An excited, bloodthirsty Shadow Demon suddenly crashed out, gliding tens of meters in the air, rolling wildly on the ground. A marble-like robust arm shrink back into the car window. Click! A man with red eyes like flaming fire got out, his muscular body resembling a sculpture. The Grim Reaper is opening the door! Chapter 121 - 121 109 Too Cautious (4000)_1 ?Chapter 121: 109 Too Cautious (4000)_1 Chapter 121: 109 Too Cautious (4000)_1 On the silent highway, the sky lies between dusk and moonlight. A dark cloud is driven by the gale, pushing the remaining light away. Casio scans his surroundings, as the unexpected creatures surrounding him and his car. An inexplicable sense of familiarity arises within him. He startles and looks to his shadow on the right. The darkness appears to wriggle as if stimulated. Shadow Demon He instantly acknowledges the situation at hand. In the dimming light, five beings dressed in human clothes stand by the roadside like eerie sculptures. They seem no different from normal humans, except their shadows under the moonlight wriggle like a mass of chaotic and viscous liquid. Their arms have mutated, with five bony fingers bulging outward, almost doubling in length, akin to knife blades. Their combat style probably also differs; they attack more like beasts. During the car chase, their bodies contorted into wild, savage shapesan action beyond human capability. Numerous pieces of information surge into Casios mind. He is slightly stern, as dark creatures like these in his memory are not to be trifled with. For instance, the Cloak Man from the Sect Destruction War was unyieldingly brave. His body had super-fast regeneration, and his strength when going all out was comparable to a martial artists. The Shadow Demons present likely wouldnt be much different. They are probably tough cookies, each at the martial artist level, if not higher. Sar?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio understands the rules of the Shadow Demon. The terrifying nature of their victories, where they stack up the skills and physique of the defeated, is something he knows all too well. Yet, if one were to lose a fight against a Shadow Demon, it would take over your body to resurrect itself! It would then control all your strengths and skills you possessed during your lifetime! Exhaling slowly, Casio notices from the corner of his eyes that the Shadow Demon he had just knocked away was defyingly getting back up again, as if nothing had happened. With a few light jumps, it returned to the highway. As expectedwhat a pain, he muttered, his eyes downcast. Although besieged by enemies, his second-stage blood acceleration was enough to give it a shot. He immediately assumed the stance of the Wind Elephant Combat Technique. He stomps hard with one foot in front and lightly steps with the other foot behind. His robust arms stand straight beside his body, protecting each side just like a boxer. His broad shoulders expanded, and the muscles of his body pulsed like beating steel, channeling strength outwards inch by inch. He guzzled a mouthful of air grimly, as his body bent like a bowstring, his chest inflating upward. His body swelled aggressively with each piece, tearing open his clothes. His slightly dark flesh is exposed to the naked eye, his muscular upper body surfaced, veins crawling over his body like black snakes. Even his brow bore a mark in the shape of a hashtag from the throbbing veins. Casios eyes flashed open, the whites laced with blood vessels as crimson rage replaced the normally calm look in his eyes. In an instant, he shifted his state to the second stage of blood acceleration, a complete burst without reservation. Confronted with these strong and terrifying dark creatures, he must fight with all his strength; if not, he will mostly likely die. Come on! Lets test your true strength! He snorted hot white smoke from his nostrils, his attention now fully focused on the life and death battle at hand. Any slight movement in his surroundings would trigger his most violent, mercury-like lethal attack! Whistle! A shadow from a distance suddenly sprints more like a monster than a man, its sharp claws emitting a deadly chill. The first Shadow Demons movement triggers the others. They start running and jumping, wielding their massive claws. The claw blades shimmer ominously under the moonlight! Here they come! A shock surged in Casios heart. Instead of his usually fierce offensive posture, he falls into a rare defensive stance. This is a stance only taken when facing a formidable enemy! Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat The foremost Shadow Demon mercilessly swings its Iron Claw, storming towards him. Use only seventy percent of my strength, save thirty percent for the other Shadow Demons! Casios mind is crystal clear. The more dangerous the situation, the more calm he becomes. Its essential to be aware of the whole situation when attacked by a strong enemy. The successes and failures of attacking or defending against a single opponent mean little in this context! First, force this Shadow Demon away! With a loud thud, his right foot stomps on the ground, leaving a shallow dent in the road. His right fist unleashes like a shell. Clack, clack, clack, clack, clack, clack! Boom!!! Two meters away, a tall, Inhuman Shadow Demon stands still in place. Its two arms break inch by inch, the sharp claw-like fingers curled and broken. The blood leaks through the gaps in the muscles, skin, and bones, trickling down in a constant drip. Furthermore, the head, which should have been above the Shadow Demons neck, has disappeared. Above its shoulders is an empty space, blood spurting from it as from a fountain. Thud! The Shadow Demon falls stiffly to the ground. How can it be? I only put seventy percent of my strength in that punch! I didnt even use my trump card, the Gale Airflow, just a regular punch at the second stage of blood acceleration! One Shadow Demon was already killed by me? Casio is surprised, his eyebrows pinching together in disbelief and shock. He even forgets that he is currently surrounded by Shadow Demons. Ding! Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle The Shadow Demons fiercely clawed his chest, shoulders, and even back two or three times, attempting to disembowel him. Seemingly, there was no effect. They had merely scratched the surface? About a dozen white lines grazed his body. His thick skin was indeed broken, but there was no blood. Chapter 122 - 122 109 Too cautious (4000)_2 ?Chapter 122: 109 Too cautious (4000)_2 Chapter 122: 109 Too cautious (4000)_2 Its power was even far inferior to gunpowder bullets! Woosh! A shadow figure cut through the air, five fingers like knife blades aimed straight at Casios neck, moving at a tremendous speed. But this super speed was relative to ordinary people, in front of Casio who had triggered the second gear of blood acceleration, this attacks speed looked as sluggish as an old woman lifting her arm. Snap! Casio pulled a gun on the draw, his large hand directly seizing the opponents claw in mid-air. He then exerted force, his palm pressing and squeezing like a mill, a clear sound of bone shattering echoed from his grasp, thick red blood dripped from between his fingers. Such a fragile physique? He furrowed his brows and let go, the arm of the Shadow Demon that had reached out was now crushed into a ball of flesh, a mix of bone, nails and muscles. Bang! This Shadow Demon was directly kicked away, its whole body flying like a broken figure for several tens of meters. With a whiz, it smashed to the ground, rolling crazily while splattering a large amount of blood. Such a waste Casio felt like he had misunderstood something just now. The strength of these Shadow Demons was clearly nothing more than some professional-grade small fry. Where did the six Limit-breaking Boxers attacking him come from! Roar! A Shadow Demon roared and charged from behind him. In an instant, Casio turned around, his hands reaching out like pythons. Snap! Rip!!! The Shadow Demon was directly torn into two halves, blood gushed skywards. Amidst the rain of blood, Casio violently turned his head. He looked at the three remaining Shadow Demons, his eyes full of intense anger from deception! Where are my formidable opponents?! Were they nothing more than a bunch of weaklings planted by the roadside? Sar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. God this really pisses me off!! Thud! He stomped a pit on the road, his entire body lunged forward. His fist, as sturdy as an iron rod, pierced a Shadow Demon straight through, a burst of blood mist erupted behind it, fragments of flesh scattered in a fan shape. Casio lifted the Shadow Demon and flung it off. A bunch of wastes who havent even broken through human limits! He turned and looked at the two Shadow Demons staring blankly at him from afar, particularly the one on the right: Then how did you block my punch? Seemingly sensing danger, the two Shadow Demons abruptly turned and began to flee, rushing ahead at lightning speed under the moonlight. As one ran ahead of the other, the one at the back suddenly tripped and fell flat on the ground. A towering figure quickly flew across the body of the fallen Shadow Demon. The heart of the remaining Shadow Demon pounded wildly, it saw the rapidly passing ground ahead. A huge, distorted shadow was gradually closing on it, almost engulfing its shadow. After only a few steps, the Shadow Demon suddenly blacked out. It was 7:30 in the evening, at the edge of the urban area, outside Casios new home. A somewhat decrepit black car drove out from a secluded alley, then putt-putt-putt, it barely drove into the enclosure. Moments later, a man came to close the iron gate. As he closed it, he looked around as if afraid of being followed. Casio closed the iron gate, secured it with a lock. Next, he walked along the stone path, heading towards the black car in the yard. In the moonlight, he glanced at his shredded clothes that were blown apart, walked into the house and immediately changed into a new set of clothes. The explosion just now had been quite fierce, leaving hardly any fabric on his upper body. Only the collar around his neck survived, looking like a black choker. In the yard, there were black lanterns like streetlights on both sides. The top emitted a soft yellow light, casting a glow outward. Casio cast a glance at the car he just got yesterday. The black paint on the car body had been severely worn out, revealing more than ten distinct scratch marks. Even three of the windows on both sides had been shattered, with glass shards spreading unevenly along the windowsills. Goddamn it. He couldnt help but swear. If the attackers had been a group of non-human monsters that surpassed the human limit, it would have been understandable. But they turned out to be a Shadow Demon novice martial artist and his five professional mid-to-high-level minions. To Casio with his second-level blood acceleration, anyone below a martial arts master was a piece of cake, the only sight worth seeing was the Shadow Demon. Thats the one that Casio sent flying through the window with a punch at the start, the Shadow Demon with a faint red glow in its eyes. It must be said that Casio was overly cautious. His understanding of the dark creatures is too limited, with the precedent of the Cloaked One, and being initially misled by the red-eyed Shadow Demon. For a moment, he thought it was going to be a fight to the death! As a result, he unleashed all his strength before the battle began, making it one punch per opponent, entirely stress-free. The sense of danger Casio felt tonight was even less than the intense gunfight with the dozen assassins from the Sand Dust Organization a few days ago. After all, the sweep of the light machine gun still had a great power. Regretfully touching the cracks on the car body, Casio opened the rear door and dragged off two adult men. One shoulder held one, and the other held another. He walked stably and staggered towards the basement of the residence. Of the six Shadow Demons, Casio, in his angry confusion, killed four and left two alive for questioning. As for the four dead Shadow Demons, he initially planned to transport them onto the car and take them directly to the Mustard Tree Forest in the suburbs of Baichuan City to dispose of and remove traces. But before he could get started, the dead Shadow Demons began to melt, eventually turning into a pool of black liquid. After a few more minutes, it evaporated into black fog and dissipated. Casio squatted by the whole time, observing carefully. The Cloaked One and the Shadow Demon didnt have much in common, apart from their eerie horror and a fear that originated in ones heart. Whether it was psychological or something else, facing these weak Shadow Demons at his second level of blood acceleration, Casio felt a sense of fear, a feeling that was not typical. Perhaps, this was a common trait of humans towards dark creatures? The basement was very spacious. The renovation company had specially transformed it, even segmenting a small training area as per Casios request. He carried the two Shadow Demons towards the training area and dropped them on the floor with a thud. With a sturdy nylon rope, Casio tied both of them to the Butterfly Machine and the Vertical Boxing Platform. These two pieces of training equipment were heavy, and their bases were fixed to the ground. Even if a martial artist is restrained, he wouldnt dream of escaping. Standing up, he looked at the tightly bound Shadow Demons. Casio nodded with satisfaction and then took a look at the nylon rope, thinking it was a bit insecure. He decided to buy a bundle of iron chains tomorrow, intending to secure these hard-earned Shadow Demons properly. With a thud, he closed the basement door, turned on the light next to it, and walked over with his sturdy body. The interrogation began! Hmm ahhh. Ahhooooo!! Ugh! After a brutal round of torture, Casio closed the door to the basement, walked to the washroom and washed the blood from his hands. Shadow Demons can communicate, but it was different from what Casio expected. The knowledge of the common Shadow Demon was rather low; approximately that of a four- or five-year-old child. The other one with red eyes possessed intelligence comparable to that of an adult. Nothing useful could be obtained from the common Shadow Demon, but the red-eyed Shadow Demon revealed some information, and Casio learned why they didnt talk much during a fight. It was a natural disdain for humans. After all, humans dont chat with pigs they are about to slaughter, do they? The Shadow Demons treated humans as their rightful food! Casio asked if Shadow Demons devoured human flesh when they kill, and the answer was no. Casio wanted to inquire further, but the Shadow Demon couldnt answer. It seemed that anything related to critical information about Shadow Demons couldnt be revealed. They could only repeat surface-level information. So during the interrogation. Casio changed his line of questioning, no longer asking about the Shadow Demons information but turning to his old friend, the Cloaked One. This time, the Red-Eyed Shadow Demon showed no hesitation. Casio received relevant information about the Cloaked One. Chapter 123 - 123 110 Different physical constitutions of people ?Chapter 123: 110 Different physical constitutions of people cannot be generalized (4000)_1 Chapter 123: 110 Different physical constitutions of people cannot be generalized (4000)_1 Death Blood, the real name of those cloaked figures. The full name of their kind is called Death Blood. When it comes to strength and features, Casio has a clear understanding after fighting with Death Blood. Its a divergent species that possesses a dual form, fears no death, and regenerates rapidly. Other than that, Casio has gained some more information. For instance, the real body of Death Blood is a mass of blood. It can enter a humans body and establish a bizarre symbiotic relationship. Death Blood grants its hosts powerful strength and superb regenerative abilities. However, its not without cost. The more the host relies on and uses this power, the higher the proportion of Death Blood in the hosts blood will become until it completely replaces the humans circulatory system and takes complete control of the host. Even the thinking brain is fooled and controlled by the blood. Some Death Bloods will suck up certain things after taking full control of the host and then leave in search of the next host. The original host will then quickly dry up and die like a mummy. Of course, sometimes a Death Blood does not wish to leave once it has taken control of a perfect body. It may even attempt to live as a human. Which is to say In the Sect Destruction War, the Cloaked figures besieged the Wind Elephant Gate for this reason. The robust bodies of the secret martial artists, as well as their peak, plenteous Essence, Qi, and Spirit were exactly what they coveted. Therefore, even if the third and fourth brothers die, their bodies would still be controlled by Death Blood. Undoubtedly, a body of the martial artist level is a good shell. Casio inevitably felt angry. Death is the ultimate destination for secret martial artists. However, Death Blood manipulates those human limit-breakers who are seeking the way of the secret martial art with its evil and filthy nature. It makes their corpses unable to rest in peace even after death. No one wants to be treated this way after death. Casio could not accept his own body being invaded by filthy blood and his brain being manipulated arbitrarily by strange blood flowers. After learning this information, Casio immediately thought of the Sand Dust Organization. The White Bird of Black Spade A mentioned that the Sand Dust Organization has a group of combatants who resemble the Biochemical Humans in the comic Captain Hong Li. The form and character of these combatants seem identical to Death Blood. Could it be that the confidence of the Sand Dust Organization comes from here? Is the senior level of their organization comprised of humans completely controlled by Death Blood? Is this organization actually a dark creature community disguised as an underground force? Or, theres another possibility. The Sand Dust Organization discovered the use of Death Blood, cooperated with them and created a batch of extremely powerful regeneration troops. Are the two currently in a partnership? But Casio felt that this was like asking a tiger for its skin. If the Sand Dust Organization continues to play this way, it will inevitably stuck themselves in a hole. Of course, everyone has their own perspectives. Casio thinks its dangerous, but the Sand Dust Organization might enjoy it. After all, the original Sand Dust Organization was just an insignificant small-scale underground force. It has suddenly risen recently, gaining a large territory and earning a lot of money. Most of this might be attributed to Death Blood. Reading away his extended thoughts and sitting on the Rococo-style sofa, Casio decided to buy some mercury tomorrow. Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. This was also information he extracted from Shadow Demon. Mercury, this substance, has a certain inhibitory effect on Shadow Demon and Death Blood. Of course, it is only an inhibitory effect. Its not like the inhibition effect of sunlight on vampires in horror movies, where a vampire becomes ash as soon as it is exposed to sunlight. Mercury only makes dark creatures weak and annoyed and cannot play a key role. Casio sat and thought for a moment, went back to the basement door to check, found that it was locked, and then returned to his bedroom. The window on the right side of the third floor, the dim yellow light came on, like a lighthouse in the dark shadows around. Early the next morning. Casio woke up to the crisp bird calls, lightly touched his forehead. The bright daylight filtering through the window reminded him that it was already late. He turned and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was past eight oclock in the morning. Perhaps because he had moved to a new place, Casio wasnt quite accustomed and woke up a few hours later than usual. He threw off the covers, got up, and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower. A white towel hung around his neck. As Casio looked at his strong physique in the mirror, his skin on his arm and chest that had been cut has healed, leaving only a faint line and white marks. Having a body that has surpassed human limits, even minor injuries recover much faster than ordinary people. He put on his clothes and tidied up. Casio walked into the living room and started making breakfast for himself. The biggest advantage of this new house was that it was exceptionally quiet. He used to hear the piercing horn noises from vehicles passing Banner Street from Jessicas apartment. But in this residence, there were only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves and the chirping of one or two birds perched on the tree top. Of course, there were also some obvious disadvantages. This place is located on the outskirts of the urban area with a sparse population. There were no bustling breakfast shops like on the north side of Banner Street. Casio had to make breakfast for himself. Fortunately, he was skilled in this, so he felt no pressure. Before long, the fragrant butter fried bread was served. A few minutes later, fried eggs, grilled sausage, and vegetable salad were served. He also poured a cup of hot white milk on the side. Casio sat down right away and began to eat quickly. The table was near the window, where he could see the street outside the low wall. Chapter 124 - 124 110 Different physical constitutions of people ?Chapter 124: 110 Different physical constitutions of people cannot be generalized (4000)_2 Chapter 124: 110 Different physical constitutions of people cannot be generalized (4000)_2 Eating breakfast while watching the news brought a different feel. Five minutes later, breakfast was over. Just as usual, Casio picked up a black bag from beside the sofa and placed four antiques on the coffee table. He gently stroked them, but no Obsession Energy emerged. Even though he had expected it, he could not help but sigh. These four antiques could restore Obsession Energy, but after all, there were limits. They had lasted a total of four days, providing Casio with about 0.1 points of Obsession Energy each morning. He glanced at the top right corner. Obsession Energy: 5.4 It was already quite good. The 0.4 points of Obsession Energy was almost equivalent to one Obsession antique, which was like Casio had nabbed one for free. He put the antiques back in the bag and set it aside, then walked into the basement to begin the mornings interrogation. Although the Shadow Demon couldnt reveal certain things, Casio could use leading questions to infer some information indirectly. However, this method would take some time. And the information obtained might be ambiguous. But since Casio had finally caught a Shadow Demon, he had to squeeze all information out of it. He wasnt sure if hed get such a good opportunity again next time. He was eager to learn about that dark world. So, another intense interrogation began in the dungeon. Casio was not too severe, giving the Shadow Demon a chance to rest every now and then. In the meantime, he would soak in potion and practice Secret Martial Art until noon. Just as the sound of struggle was heard in the basement, a car honked outside the yard. Casio left the dungeon and took a look outside from the first-floor window. To his surprise, a black sedan was parked by the iron fence on the right. A tall, coldly beautiful woman was looking inside. It was Violet. Hold on a moment. Casio shouted out the window. Seeing his bloody hands, he thought it wouldnt be good to open the door like this. He went back to the bathroom to clean up the blood. Then, he quickly cleaned up the blood droplets on the floor. The click of the steel blue gate opening to the side resounded. What does White Bird need me for? Casio cut to the chase. BOSS, the Black Spade A Assassination Department is having a small gathering in Baichuan City. Lord White Bird asked me to tell you about it. It will be around half past one in the afternoon at No. 158 Bingnan Street. Also, it would be best not to reveal this information to outsiders as Sand Dust Organization assassins have been provoking trouble recently Violet glanced at Casio, apparently detecting a familiar scent on him, a faint smell of blood. A gathering? Alright, I understand. Casio nodded slightly. This Assassination Department gathering called by White Bird was essentially to affirm Casios senior-level position. In other words, if everyone at this gathering approved of Casio, he would become the organizations Diamond J. He certainly couldnt miss it. BOSS, Ill be leaving then, Violet said. Through several interactions, she had felt Casios cold and silent personality. He had a strong sense of independence in his actions and didnt like others bothering him. Violet turned around to walk towards the drivers seat of the sedan. Wait a moment, Ill catch a ride with you after I change my clothes, Casio locked eyes with Violet and said: My carumwas accidentally damaged and probably cant be driven now He coughed twice and continued, By the way, our Black Ace should have a dedicated car repair business, right? Please help me contact them and have my Black Cloud Sedan fixed. The car broke down? Wasnt it just delivered to you the night before last? It seems like it hasnt even been two days. Violet asked with some confusion. Black Cloud Sedans are of pretty high quality, it would have to be a severe collision to render it undriveable. I accidentally turned it over into a ditch, the glass shattered. If it cant be fixed, getting the same model would do too. As he was speaking, he led Violet to the yard. Standing in the sunlight on the edge of the courtyard was a tragically wrecked Black Cloud Sedan. As Casio had said, three out of the four windows on both sides were shattered with irregular breaks. The black paint was also scuffed, revealing the silver metal underneath, making the damage look pretty severe. How did it end up like this? Violet walked over slowly, Rearview mirror, glass, and huh? What is this?! She bent down slightly, her clean fingers slowly tracing over the car body. On it were five deeply aligned claw marks. Her eye quickly swept to the side where she saw several such claw marks densely riddled on the black paint of the Black Cloud Sedan. Not only was the black paint scratched off, but it seemed like the metal underneath was also gashed. There were also faint traces of black blood. What this is from the car flipping over? Id be damned! The traces on the car clearly indicated a battle, didnt they? Just not one fought with firearms, but what seemed like the claws of some large animal. Violet took a deep breath, just about to speak when Casio next to her chimed in to explain, I wasnt used to driving this kind of luxury sedan for the first time and accidentally flipped it into a ditch on my way back. I tried to pull it back onto the road but there were no places to grip on the car, so after a few unsuccessful tries, those marks were left by me Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Left by you? Are you kidding me Violet suddenly stopped speaking, what Casio just said sounded somewhat absurd but reasonable at the same time. If the car flipped into a ditch, a normal person would certainly call a tow truck. But Casio was not a normal person Could a normal person withstand light machine gun bullets? No. Could a normal person sprint, catch up to a sedan, and then send it sideway with a single hit? No. Different people solve problems differently. Not everyone has the same physical capabilities! It was quite normal for Casio, as an individual, to flip the car back onto the road, leaving traces on the steel. After all, the assassination had occurred just a few days ago Alright, I was being shortsighted. Violet opened her mouth, swallowing back the words shed almost said. What do you think? Black Ace should be able to fix it, right? Casio asked tentatively. Yes. Violet paused for a moment before responding. However, I dont have a connection there. Youll have to mention it to White Bird. What he says carries weight. She stood up again, her fingers rubbing lightly to wipe away the black smudge. Okay. Casio nodded. Immediately, he swiftly returned to the building to change into a baggy suit. Although it was a suit, it was actually a black trench coat which made it look a bit more formal. According to what White Bird had previously told him, this upcoming Assassination Department gathering was likely not going to be peaceful and hed probably need to suppress some troublemakers. The coat was spacious enough for Casio to move around in. Of course, if he were to activate the second stage of his blood acceleration realm as a martial artist, the coat would explode off him, no matter how large. However, Casio didnt believe there was anyone in the Black Aces Assassination Department who would push him to go all out. After all, the previous strongest assassin, Square J, had recently died under the gunfire of the Sand Dust Organization. If he was killed by gunfire, he was probably just an early-stage martial artist at best. He might not have even reached that level. With their strongest assassin being like that, the rest of the assassins in the Assassination Department were unlikely to be much stronger. Casio was going there this time to bolster White Birds presence and incidentally secure a high rank. He was admittedly interested in Square Js position. Casio had already calculated that Black Aces Antiques Department wouldnt decline the assistance of a powerhouse from the Assassination Department. After changing into his clothes upstairs, he first went to the basement to knock out the two Shadow Demons with a single punch each. Then he quickly walked out of the residential building and got into Violets car which drove off towards the suburbs. Chapter 125 - 125 111 Descending Horse Power (4100)_1 ?Chapter 125: 111 Descending Horse Power (4100)_1 Chapter 125: 111 Descending Horse Power (4100)_1 Baichuan City, suburb, Zhangye Street A black sedan parked on the side of the road, a tall youth dressed in a black trench coat descended from it. The golden sunlight bathed his body, the surface of the trench coat faintly reflecting light. The coat was quite oversized, yet the corners were held up by his strong, sturdy shoulders, like two tires. The white shirt beneath clung to his solid chest, accentuating the outline of his muscular physique. The youth wore an expressionless face, giving off a cold, standoffish vibe. He surveyed the streets of suburban Baichuan City. A pleasant voice emanated from within the car. BOSS, about a hundred meters forward along Zhangye Street is Bingnan Road. It leads to a residential area by the river, which is the meeting place of the Assassination Department. Someone should be there to meet you. The senior level is having a meeting, and I cant go. The car will remain here, you can come back directly after the meeting, Violet said through the window to Casio. I understand, Casio nodded slightly. sea??h th n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Furthermore, this is your ID. Violet tossed something over, and Casio caught it and took a look. It was a paper poker card: the Jack of Diamonds. Im going, he declared. Casio nonchalantly tucked the poker card into the pocket of his trench coat, and stepped forward along the sidewalk. This area was almost beyond the urban zone, at a glance there werent any tall buildings, only low grey homes, some enclosed with courtyards, others surrounded by white wooden fences, with plants and trees planted within. One could notice that many triangular flags were hung together from the windows of these houses. There were wooden candlesticks decorated with light chains, and ornaments themed after the birth of the Holy Spirit or animals in the forest. In the courtyard or inside the fenced areas, there was usually a large wooden basin placed in the center. The basin was filled with rainwater from a few days ago. This custom was related to the Saint Bath Festival that Casio had previously seen, bringing with it a certain religious tint. The wooden basin for collecting rainwater was prepared for the Saint Bath, where citizens would place a wooden basin outdoors on the day of the festival, waiting for the rain. Once the rainwater was collected in the basin, they would use it for the bathing ceremony. Actually, the rainwater wasnt very clean, and even the slightly educated populace knew it contained bacteria. But festival customs are always ingrained in tradition. Having walked past Zhangye Street, Casio turned around a corner and entered Bingnan Road. The number of people dwindled further here C it didnt look like the city, but rather, like a small town. The street was very spacious, with only a few occasional passersby. He sauntered down the street and gradually came to a halt. In front of him was a white stone flower bed with a diameter of over three meters, connecting four paths from the front, back, left, and right. The flower bed was densely grown with wildflowers and weeds. Come out Casio suddenly said. Well done, youre as remarkable as one expected from someone whos stepping into the position of the Diamond Jack, you sensed my presence in an instant. A voice came from behind the flower bed, followed by a man in a blue-and-white-striped jacket appearing. He lifted his head, focusing intently on Casio. This man had slightly dark skin, and was of average appearance. He had profound features, a prominent hooked nose, and green eyes. What was most impressive was the slightly squinted look in his eyes. It felt like being pricked by a needle when his gaze fell on you. How did you detect me? Neither my breathing nor my heartbeat was noticeable, and I hadnt even moved. The man stared at Casio. As an assassin from the Black Spade Assassination Department, he naturally had skills in covert operations. Mastering the Breath Holding Technique was crucial for conducting sneak assassinations more effectively. However, just now, the Breath Holding Technique didnt seem to work that well The tall and robust man standing before him, exuding an oppressive aura, was definitely not simple and could likely be a master of similar techniques! How did I sense you? Casio arched an eyebrow and emotionlessly responded, Shadow. Huh? What? The Hawk-nose man paused in confusion. Your shadow, cant you understand that? Casio repeated. Turning his gaze to the ground on his left, the Hawks McNose man indeed detected his protruding shadow. He was speechless on the spot. He had thought that his stealth technique was seen through and that the other party was an expert in this field, but he had simply committed a rookie mistake. So thats how it was the Hawk-nose mans green eyes flickered, Were running out of time. Lets go, Mr. Wind Elephant. He immediately turned around, ready to lead Casio. Suddenly. The Hawk-nose man swiftly spun around to lunge at Casio, his right hand pulling out a sharp object for a stabbing motion. From behind the flower bed, a petite figure sprang out from somewhere, rapidly aiming for Casios back. In a split second, the two people hurriedly approached. Casio could even see the excitement in the Hawk-nose mans green eyes. Thump! Thump! Two muffled sounds echoed as two bodies C one in front and one at the back C fell to the ground. Casio rotated his wrist with an expressionless face. In just an instant, he punched the Hawk-nose mans shoulder and swiftly whipped around to take down the other attacker. For Casio, who possesses an inhumanly quick reaction speed, the assailants attacks were childs play. Could he, who could even dodge bullets, not evade the attacks of mere flesh and blood? He looked down only to see the sharp object in the Hawk-nose mans hand dropped on the floor. It was a black plastic dagger. Chapter 126 - 126 111 Dismount Majesty (4100)_2 ?Chapter 126: 111 Dismount Majesty (4100)_2 Chapter 126: 111 Dismount Majesty (4100)_2 The toy of a child, its lethality is minimal. This should be a test sent by someone at the senior level Casio stomped his foot, smashing the dagger to pieces. He then picked up one of the men, about to put him on his shoulder, when he made a discovery. In his right hand, the hawk-nosed man had shrunk. He appeared to be about 1.75 meters tall, but he had now shrunk to below 1.7 meters. Whats more, his robust muscles began to slim down. Checking his estimated weight, he seemed more like a woman. Casio raised his right hand and gave a forceful shake, the hawk-nosed mans disguise falling off. It was a woman dressed as a man. No, considering her age, she was actually a young girl. Her cheekbones were rather striking and her lips were lustrous. Casio turned to look at the assailant in his left hand. She was also a beautiful girl, with pinkish delicate lips, lightly curled shoulder-length brown hair, and skin that seemed like white-tinted red jelly. The two had very similar eyebrows and eyes. They were likely twin sisters, around eighteen years old? Casio shook his head and gave a backhand slap to the slightly darker skinned girl: Wheres the gathering place? Huh? The girl had just regained consciousness and was still groggy. At first glance, she saw the other assailant who Casio was holding in his left hand and started to resist, yelling out, Brother! Brother? Casio glanced at the cute girl in his left hand, raising an eyebrow. It was quite normal for an assassin to know a thing or two about disguise. Behave! His right hand lightly squeezed the girls neck, First, tell me your name or codename. Ah! Li Guang, my name is Li Guang. Experiencing pain, the girl didnt dare to struggle anymore. Very good. Casios face remained expressionless: I dont care which senior-level person youve been sent by from the Assassination Department, now just honestly lead me to them. Li Guang, you dont want your brother to suffer either, do you? The girl gulped, looking at Casios imposing figure. Two minutes later. Here, take this road on the left. On Casios right shoulder, Li Guang lay there, slightly raising her head to guide the way. She did not dare to resist at all, as the strong arm holding her waist was incredibly powerful. It was as immovable as solid granite. Li Guang was afraid that if she struggled, she would break her little waist on the spot. Go down this dirt road. At the end, youll find a solitary compound with five trees at its entrance. Li Guang jolted as she reminded him. Casio glanced up to see a little gray path leading to a verdant forest. At the edge of the woods was a compound distanced by fifty to sixty meters from a square yellow-white residential house, looking no different from any other. There were two men standing silently at its entrance. I see. Slap! He lightly chopped his hand on the girls slender neck. Li Guang groaned and passed out on the spot. Hauling one over his shoulder, Casio strode towards it. Inside the compound was a single-story building, and right past the entrance lay a spacious living room. It had a very rudimentary layout, only a long table with four tall pale-yellow chairs placed nearby. At this moment, three men were already sitting there. One was a man in a casual suit, dressed in all black. It was none other than Casios temporary ally, White Bird. Another was a tall middle-aged man with a black beard, slender mustaches on top of his lips, and a sharp goatee. His sideburns connected with his beard. Yet another, sitting in the host seat, was an elegant, rigid old gentleman wearing a black tailcoat and a broad-brimmed top hat, slightly squinting his eyes as if dozing off. Sunlight shined through the window onto the mahogany table. White Bird, the Wind Elephant you mentioned hasnt arrived yet? The man with the mustache suddenly spoke, tapping the table with his right hand. He should be arriving soon, after all, your men have gone to pick him up. Dont worry, Redtooth, it should be any minute now. White Bird raised his head to look at Redtooth, speaking with a calm tone. They shared a glance and while nothing externally gave them away, in their minds there was nothing but sneering. Redtooth had specially instructed his men to show the Wind Elephant some colors. Probably the two sides are out there wrestling right now. His twin assassins C known as the Gemini C were quite skilled in close combat. Even without guns, they were top-tier killers. In a while, they most likely would see a disheveled J, which would also serve as a slap to White Birds face. On the other side, White Bird was as composed as a mountain, internally chuckling at the situation. Of course, he was aware that Redtooth had sent his top twin assassins to create some trouble for Li Wei, and to indirectly humiliate him in the process. However, this time Redtooth had chosen the wrong target. No, Li Wei isnt a person, he is a monster cloaked in human skin charging straight ahead despite the bullets. Hes someone who White Bird had deliberately introduced to get a powerful reinforcement within the Assassination Organization! He eagerly awaits Redtooths reaction when he sees whats happening Please come in. A voice came from outside. Hes here! Theyre here! White Bird and Red Tooth exchanged cold glances. With a loud bang, the closed wooden door was kicked open. Red Tooths brows shot up, ready to utter a rebuke. Thud, thud. Two slender figures were gently thrown to the ground. One thirty one, sorry, Im one minute late. The newcomer glanced at his watch, his tall figure blocking the bright sunlight from outside the door, casting a long shadow that spread all the way. Li Guang, Li An?! Red Tooth recognized his two subordinates at the first glance, emotions welled up in his heart, involuntarily furrowing his brows. Heh heh as I expected. White Bird crossed his arms, giving Red Tooth a quick glance. He looked satisfied as he acknowledged Casios strong physique with a nod. The meeting hasnt started yet, has it? Casio asked. No, confirmed White Bird. Before it starts, Ive got a small question to ask. Casio studied the other two people in the room. Who does the assassin on the ground work for? One of them is named Li Guang He took a few steps forward, his tower-like figure automatically projecting a strong sense of intimidation. Casio set his eyes on the elderly gentleman in the main seat, asking bluntly, Is it you? The old man seemed not to hear him, his eyes remained closed. It doesnt appear so. Casios gaze shifted to Red Tooth. So theyre yours then? At the sound of Casios casual tone, Red Tooth felt an inexplicable surge of anger at being so lightly dismissed. With a snap, he stood up. Thud! Red Tooth was sent flying, smashing the pale yellow chair behind him, his body rolling and spinning across the open floor. With a crack, he hit a wall, his head snapping back to reality. Before he had time to cry out in pain. With a thud, dust was stirred up. A tall figure traversed a ten-meter distance in a single stride, heavily landing beside Red Tooth. The moment he landed, Red Tooth felt a numbness in his back due to the grounds recoil. So they mustve been your subordinates then. An expressionless voice echoed from above, the tall shadow blocking out any remaining light on Red Tooth. It gave him an oppressive feeling, like a sudden storm cloud overhead. I Whoosh! The fist, wound tightly and swathed in air currents, descended like a pile driver, the large dark shadow quickly expanding in Red Tooths field of vision. Stop! Whoosh The violent rush of air formed wave-like folds in the collar of Red Tooths shirt, his black beard flapping wildly. The fist halted abruptly, just a centimeter from his forehead. The air current scraped the skin, causing a stinging pain. A large visible cloud of dust was stirred up from the ground. Sar?h the N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Huff, huff, huff Red Tooths eyes widened, he gasped heavily for breath. In that moment, he felt the gaze of the Grim Reaper coming from the dark shadow. Every organ, every cell in his body was telling Red Tooth that had that punch not been halted, he would certainly have died! His head would have exploded like a watermelon. Red Tooth wanted to put Casio in his place. Casio likewise returned the favor. And Casio guaranteed, this lesson would leave a deeper and more lasting impression than the one Red Tooth had intended for him! Sir, may I know your name or codename? I I? Red Red Tooth Very well, Mr. Red Tooth, please get up. What just transpired was merely a little joke upon first meeting you. Casio extended his hand with a gentle smile: Let me introduce myself, Codename: Wind Elephant, Assassination Department, Squared J Chapter 127 - 127 Only Monster Can Defeat Monster (3500)_1 ?Chapter 127: Only Monster Can Defeat Monster (3500)_1 Chapter 127: Only Monster Can Defeat Monster (3500)_1 Hong Li, who was lying on the ground, looked at that smiling face, and his heart felt choked. One moment Casio was being domineering, and now he was acting graceful. If he hadnt just been kicked out, looking at Casios hearty smile, Hong Li might have believed it was all a joke! He was somewhat conflicted, and for a moment, didnt extend his hand. What? Dont you want to give me some face? Casio still wore a gracious smile on his face, only his eyes had narrowed slightly as he bent over. A familiar sense of threat surged up again, and Hong Li hastily extended his right hand to grasp Casios palm. With a swoosh, he was suddenly lifted upright. How about it, Mr. Hong Li, I hope my little jest didnt frighten you. Casio tapped him lightly on the chest, using his palm to remove the large gray shoe print. Nohis~ No, I understand its just for fun. Hong Li said heavily, Casios hit just now wasnt light, although it didnt break any bones, it definitely left a bruise. There was still a faint sting in his chest. It hurt even more after being patted by Casio a couple of times. Im glad it didnt scare you, lets sit down. Casio released his hand with a faint smile on his face, and his gaze tiled towards the redwood table beside him. Immediately, the two of them walked towards the long table one after the other. Casio took a seat on the right side of the entrance, which originally belonged to Hong Li. Left with no choice, Hong Li sat on the high-backed chair originally prepared for Casio, looking grim. As he sat down, Casio raised his head and exchanged glances with White Bird across him, then both of them nodded subtly. White Bird cleared his throat and said loudly, Two people come in from the outside and take the twin assassins on the ground to the side room. Yes. Immediately two people came in from outside and quickly carried the two bodies away. Hong Li turned his head to watch this scene, opened his mouth as if to say something, but eventually didnt speak. The wooden door had closed again, and the sunlight shining from the windows brightened the living room. There was a hint of fresh plant aroma and a hint of musty earth in the air. At the other end of the living room, the shadows of tree leaves were cast on the ground. With the gentle breeze, the shadows swayed sporadically. Now that everyones here, lets start the meeting. White Bird tapped on the table with his gloved fingers. Hmm? The old gentleman, who was in the primary seat, let out a nasal sound. He opened his eyes slowly as if somewhat drowsy and asked. Has everyone arrived? Jazz, everyones here. White Bird replied. Hmm. The old man, codenamed Jazz, nodded his head, and put his hands on the table, which were also in white gloves. A Black Spade J was imprinted on the soft, delicate cloth of his gloves. Thats the hidden boss of the Assassination Department. All that noise made by Casio earlier and Jazz looked as if he was fast asleep, he clearly does not care about these matters. He doesnt believe Jazz was really asleep. Lastly, To the left of Casio was Hong Li, who was the third-ranked Club J. Alright then, lets commence the meeting. As White Bird spoke, he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a rectangular poker card, not yet placing it on the table, but waiting for Jazz to slowly put his Black Spade J poker card on the table. Afterward, White Bird placed his Heart J down, followed by Hong Lis Club J. Casio also fumbled in his chest pocket and took out a paper card, placing it face up on the table. Diamond J. This is the first time since last month that everyone in the Assassination Department is here. The position of Diamond J has been vacant for more than a month. Luckily, we have now welcomed a new member who has filled this position. While White Bird spoke, he turned around: Lets welcome the new Diamond J, Wind Elephant. White Bird began to applaud, Jazz clapped slowly, and Hong Li reluctantly joined in, clapping his hands. Clap, clap, clap, clap After a while, White Bird tossed a black box to Casio. Casio opened it on the table and saw a stack of white gloves on the left. The soft fabric was emblazoned with a Diamond J symbol. The right side contained a metal card with rounded corners. The surface of the metal was decorated with elaborate borders and an unfathomable pierced design. This was a gold and silver Diamond J poker card. That represents your identity, Wind Elephant. White Bird said. Casio shrugged, and immediately grabbed a pair of gloves and put them on. Then he closed the box and gently placed it by his leg. I believe Ive already told you about the operations of the Black Spade A, as well as some details of the Assassination Department. Lets get right into the main matter. White Birds gaze shifted away from Casio. The content that follows will primarily concern the Sand Dust Organization. He coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and said, First, the retaliation against the Sand Dust Organization. Over the past few months, Im sure everyone has felt it acutely. Those people from Sand Dust are as bothersome as hyenas, incessantly harassing our industries under Black Spade A. Even half of our antique transportation routes under the Antiques Department have been severed! The two leaders are very angry, they believe Sand Dust Organization must pay an equal price! So, they assigned the task to us, the Assassination Department, and asked other departments to cooperate with our actions. This is a simply drawn-up plan. White bird spoke while handing over three bundles of information. Casio took it and skimmed through. It was all the intel regarding the Sand Dust Organization, with pictures attached. It identified the areas in North Flow Country that were covered or infiltrated by the forces of the Sand Dust Organization. This even extended to several other provinces. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The details about the armed forces within the Sand Dust Organization were also listed one after the other. Part of it included information on some key members. The material also contained the antique transportation routes, prohibited product transportation routes, weapon transportation routes, etc., for the Sand Dust Organization. The Black Spade indeed was a veteran force. Once they started to fight seriously, a lot of information about Sand Dust couldnt be hidden anymore. Knowing your enemy is a surefire way to win every battle. Adequate intel is half the success. Casio looked up at the White bird, With such detailed information, it should be enough to severely damage, if not annihilate, Sand Dust, right? White bird just shook his head, his expression a bit helpless. As Ive mentioned before, we suspect that Sand Dust Organization has quite a number of Biochemical Human experts; they are the biggest obstacles to our plan. Who knows where did the Sand Dust Organization get such advanced technology from? Even if a barrage of bullets is fired into the body of a Biochemical Human, they can still survive! At this moment, Hong Li also temporarily put off his grudges, starting to discuss the Sand Dust Organization. Recently, hes been very troubled as many of his subordinates have constantly clashed with the Sand Dust Organization, leading to many casualties. In the minds of everyone present, the powerful physical regenerative ability of the Sand Dust Organization was temporarily categorized as advanced tech. After all, in this age of rapid tech advancements, no one really knew what kind of strange achievements there might be. Just like the super soldier serum of Team Leader Hong Li, one injection and a weak, short person transforms into a tall, strong, and handsome man. There are, in fact, many people in this era who believe in such technologies, not just comic book fans, but also rational adults. Even scientists and politicians believe in them. In the recent months, the Sand Dust Organization has risen rapidly. Theyve been recruiting soldiers and horses, expanding their forces. The number of people under their command has already reached more than a thousand. Though the quality might be uneven, the scale has definitely reached the level of a large organization. They are extremely active across the entire six provinces of the east, and are very aggressive. Many organizations or forces, big and small, have suffered at their hands. Maybe we can start from this point. We dont necessarily need to fight one-on-one. We could ally with other forces to take on Sand Dust. They dont seem to have any allies White bird interlocked his fingers, his eyelids slightly lowering. Indeed, that is a possibility. The Cyclops Gang of the Huaifeng Region, the Mountain Sea Guild of East Sea County, and Black Sword Organization of Water Cloud Region they all seem to have a grudge against the Sand Dust Organization. Perhaps, they could be of assistance. Hong Li pondered for a minute before speaking, But again, it is tough to say. After all, the Sand Dust Organization is far from them and their grievances are just minor. They may not necessarily want to join hands with us to take down the Sand Dust Organization; in fact, they might even enjoy watching Sand Dust drain our strength from Black Spade. The main reason is that Sand Dust Organizations rise was too rapid, reaching the level of large forces overnight. Otherwise, for an average small force, Mountain Sea Guild would be quite willing to give us, Black Spade, the benefit of the doubt. Hong Li said. So after going around in circles, we came back to the Biochemical Humans of the Sand Dust Organization again, White bird said, tapping lightly on the table with a somewhat headache. Actually, I have some information about the Biochemical Humans of the Sand Dust Organization. Casio smoothly began to talk about this topic. Oh? Lets hear it. All three of them fixed their gaze on him. Mercury, Mercury can weaken their regenerative ability. Casio relayed the information he had extracted from Shadow Demon. Mercury? White bird looked over, wanting Casio to elaborate further and provide him with more intel. Im sorry, I only know that mercury is useful. As for more specific details, Ive got nothing. Maybe you can send someone to test it Casio spread his hands. As a new addition to the senior leadership of the Assassination Department, his position was on par with the other three. Perhaps the power wielded by the four senior members was different, but in terms of positions they were equal. Only the two leaders, the King and Ace, had a higher status than the twelve senior members. Therefore, if Casio refused to reveal the specifics about what was behind it, the other three couldnt force him. Alright. In any case, thank you for sharing this intel, Wind Elephant. White bird paused slightly, Also, theres a second matter which you must have noticed. The intel doesnt just include the Sand Dust Organizations force intel, but also routes for their antique transportalthough its only a part of their transport system But weve already confirmed one of the Sand Dust Organizations antique transport warehouse locationsNorth of the Black Sand City. Our Intelligence Department is still working to figure out the exact address. Once we have the complete address, our Assassination Department will likely need to coordinate an attack to destroy that transport warehouse, to take revenge for the Antiques Department. In the past few months, Black Spades Antiques Transport Department has suffered heavy losses. Many routes were disturbed or cut off by the Sand Dust Organization and the warehouses had been empty for a long time due to the lack of antique replenishment. It could be said their business has almost halved. Black Spades Antique Transport Departments recovery from these heavy losses isnt possible without retaliating against the arrogance of the Sand Dust Organization. White Bird slowly scanned the other three members at the table. Regardless of the disagreements we had before, I hope we can sincerely cooperate while facing the Sand Dust Organization. Hong Li hesitated for a moment before finally nodding his head. Wind Elephant, Im afraid youd need to take action to take down Sand Dusts transport warehouse. Once we get the exact intel, Ill have Violet notify you right away, White Bird said earnestly. Sand Dusts Biochemical Humans dont die even when they are hit with bullets! Theyre monsters. Casio can still survive being hit with Light Machine Gun bullets! Hes a monster as well. Then lets have the stronger monster defeat the other monster. Sorry to bother you, White bird said.. No trouble at all, its a small thing, Casio shook his head, his squinted eyes seemed to gleam, I only have a tiny requestto let me select a few antiques from Sand Dusts warehouse for my collection after its been destroyed. You know about my hobbies. If thats all it is, then of course its not a problem. White bird smiled; having Casio as an ally wasnt a mistake. Casio also smiled, his neat row of white teeth reflecting the sunlight. He, as a person, enjoyed helping others the most Chapter 128 - 128 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500) _1 ?Chapter 128: 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500) _1 Chapter 128: 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500) _1 A few hours later, on Zhangye Street. A figure in a loose trench coat swiftly approached. A black sedan was parked by the side of the road, the window on the drivers side slowly rolled down. Violet glanced at the figure. Casio held a box in each hand, his palms that held the boxes were fitted with a pair of distinctively marked white gloves. Looks like it was successful? Violet turned her head back. Click, the rear door was pulled open. Casio bent over and entered the carriage, sitting on the seat with the two boxes placed on the carpet. Congratulations, BOSS. sea??h th NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. A congratulatory voice came from Violet in the front drivers seat. Casio didnt answer, he merely nodded. After a moment, he said, Take me home, no, go to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall first. He glanced at the watch on his wrist. Alright. The sedan started up and promptly drove towards the Red Tower Street. In the back seat, Casio opened one of the boxes he had previously opened, which was filled with gloves and metal poker cards. He took out a poker card and scrutinized it. The workmanship was exquisite and the card was not heavy. It was proportionately sized down for easy carrying. Of course, these werent for show. Instead, they were a symbol, an intimidating symbol. Just like how some big gangs would unify their attire once they reached a certain scale of development. They would even instruct their subordinates to utter a catchphrase before killing someone: By the order of XXX. This is actually forming a kind of gang business card, building up the organizations deterrent force. The Black Spade A organization also had the same gang business cards, where the lower-ranking members or assassins would mostly have a badge shaped like a black spade to show their membership. And the twelve senior members naturally had metal poker cards as business cards, along with the swan silk white gloves worn on the hands. Just imagine, when the high-ranking members of the Black Spade A organization had a meeting. Fourteen people were seated at a long table, each expressing a strong aura with serious expressions, each with a white glove on their hand. There was an inexplicable sense of professionalism and solemnity. Getting rid of the strange image in his mind, Casio opened the other box, which was full of green Federal Coins of the Hong Li Federation. The total was one million, given to him by White Bird after the meeting. This was supposedly Casios retainer fee for his upcoming actions against the Sand Dust Organization. Moreover, this was merely an advance payment. If the subsequent operation was successful and the Sand Dust Organizations antique transfer warehouse was taken down, Casio would get an additional two million Federal Coins. The operation mode of the Black Spade A organization was a bit like a commercial company. Aside from certain special circumstances, when members were assigned a task by the organization, they were paid. As the fourth-ranked member of the Assassination Department and the newly promoted J of Diamonds, naturally, the price for each of Casios moves wasnt cheap. Considering that the opponent was the recently thriving Sand Dust Organization, a total of three million Hong Li Federation Coins was justifiable. In fact, this was still considered less. After all, Casio was exploiting the inner workings of Black Spade A, and he couldnt overcharge. If Black Spade A were to cooperate with other forces and Casio was sent as support, the profit would be much greater. To say the least, it would be doubled. Of course, Black Spade A would also take a cut. But overall, the cash in hand would certainly be more than before. Still, its nice to stand in the shade of a big tree. Whether its to acquire antique resources or money, Casio needed the aid of Black Spade A. He had his own plans. About ten minutes later, the car stopped on Red Tower Street. Casio didnt enter the martial arts hall, but waited at the door. When he went to the Assassination Department meeting at noon, he forgot to bring ointment. By the time the meeting ended, it was almost time for Phil and the others to finish school. So, Casio had Violet drive straight to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall to pick up his three prospective disciples and take them to his new home. This saved him the trouble of making an extra round trip. Five minutes later, there were three additional silhouettes in the back seat. Instead, Casio sat in the co-pilots seat. Tifa curiously asked, Master, did you buy a car? Casio paused for a moment and then said, Sort of This Black Cloud Sedan was currently being driven by Violet, but in about half an hour or so, it should be his. From the corner of his eye in the back seat, Phil seemed to be focusing on Violets profile in the drivers seat. He always thought that this beautiful big sister looked familiar as if she were friends with his brother Matthew. Lets go, to my house. Casio crossed his arms in front of his chest. Half an hour later, in the yard of Casios new home. Violet was dumbfoundedly watching the battered Black Cloud Sedan on the ground in front of her. Huh? You want me to drive this car back? BOSS she turned to look at Casio who was leaning against another intact Black Cloud Sedan with his arms folded on his chest, maintaining his serious and cold expression, with his right thumb up. You can do it. He encouraged earnestly. Is it a question of ability? This wrecked car that rolled into the ditch and turned into this mess, its bound to stall as soon as it hits the road. If the fuel tank has a leak, it might explode at the touch of the accelerator. Violet ranted internally. Casio at her side seemed to have sensed Violets irritation. He then said, In fact, this Black Cloud car only appears to be somewhat wrecked on the outside, but the internal structure and the engine are still intact. I remember I was the one who flipped the car on Ruklin Avenue, and I still managed to drive it back the four or five kilometers distance. Casio paused for a moment before continuing, I mainly had to send the three students home today which was a bit of a hassle, you wouldnt want me to use this wrecked car to send them, right? Or you could wait patiently until six or seven at night and give the three lads a ride? Chapter 129 - 129 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500)_2 ?Chapter 129: 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500)_2 Chapter 129: 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500)_2 Then Ill drive this one. Violet decisively opened the tattered drivers door and sat inside. She despised being alone with lively children the most! Rattling The severely damaged Black Cloud Sedan started up, shaking at the rear, with the metal connections creaking. It looked like it would fall apart after a few hundred meters. Violets face suddenly peeked out from the broken car window. Boss, are you sure its okay to drive this for four or five kilometers? Casio nodded: Of course. Moments later. Violet, with a resentful look on her face, drove the car away. Casio closed the iron gate and immediately parked the brand-new Black Cloud Sedan back to its original position, then turned around satisfactorily with a nod of his head. In the living room on the first floor, Phil and his companions were practicing their boxing. They were still using the same basic combat movements, only this time there was something different C these basic movements now included some linked moves, essentially the continuous use of two or three movements. Casio had already begun to plan to slowly teach Tifa and the others the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique. He was now just warming up. Exhale. Phil exhaled softly. He spread his legs to both sides, stabilizing his center of gravity. His left hand was clenched into a fist held at his side, while his right hand thrust straight forward with about seventy percent of his strength. With his arm suspended in mid-air, Phil took another deep breath. Suddenly, he heard a thump not far away. What was that? Phil couldnt help but look around. There were no overturned tables or chairs or anything of the sort, and Casio was standing nearby, observing each persons punching movements. Phil shook his head and withdrew his hand. He shifted his feet, assumed another stance, and was about to punch again. Another thud echoed in his ear. Huh? Phil turned his head. Slap! All of a sudden, a palm slapped his head. Casio had appeared beside him without him noticing, Focus on your training. Its not that, Master, I heard something fall to the ground, thats why I turned my head, Phil defended himself. Its probably just a mouse, dont get distracted. Casio looked at the other two, Tifa, Milo, keep your minds focused. Dont be nosy because of a little noise. If your mind isnt calm, you wont be able to practice any combat skills. He looked at Phil, offering this advice somewhat heavily. Thump, thump, thump, thump In the basement, a series of dull thuds sounded continuously, as if responding to what Casio just said. Milo and Tifa, who were also practicing nearby, stopped their combat movements and looked curiously in the direction of the sound. Casios face visibly turned pale, his robust eyebrows twitching, It really is two fucking rats! You guys continue practicing. Im going to catch that mouse. Casio turned around and left expressionlessly, his right hand clenched into a fist. Inside the living room, the trio exchanged puzzled glances. A half-minute later, after they had just resumed their fighting stances and were about to practice their combat movements again, two extremely heavy thuds came from the direction of the basement. Bang! Bang! The noises resembled the thuds of a boxer hitting a punching bag at full strength, the sound created by leather colliding. After a while, the three saw Casios tall figure emerge from the basement. He had his hands hanging by his side, expressionless. Some viscous liquid seemed to be dripping down his knuckles. Upon close inspection, it looked like blood! The trio widened their eyes in surprise. Casio seemed to sense their gaze. He raised his hand casually and said, This basement used to be a granary. There were two fat mice causing trouble, but its not a problem now. Ive killed them. After that, he quickly headed to the washroom. Milo pursed his lips. Could killing two rats make such a noise? He didnt know, and he didnt dare to ask further. Sar?h the n?vel_Fire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Half a minute later, Casio returned after washing his hands. He then asked the three to stop and brought out three small bottles of an exercise ointment. The usual rule, half an hour for ointment stimulation, help yourselves. Time passed slowly. Outside, the once brilliant sunshine had dropped below the horizon. Clouds were pushed together by the wind, underlining a faint line of red. The entire sky was dyed a shade of orange, with light inching forward every second. Its time. Ill bring you guys back, said Casio, checking his watch while standing at the door before heading out and starting the new car. The trio scrambled into the backseat. This time, Casio dropped the three of them in front of the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall on Red Tower Street. He knew where Phils home was but had never asked or been to Milo and Tifas. It saved time driving all over the place, so he let the three of them walk home themselves. After all, their homes were all near the Snowflake Middle School district. It wouldnt take them long to get there from Red Tower Street. Half an hour later, when Casio returned, it was completely dark outside, and the streetlights began to turn on. He opened the iron gate, drove the Black Cloud Sedan inside directly. With a click, he closed the car door. Just as Casio was about to close the iron gate, he saw a beautiful woman walk in. She was wearing a tight black dress that perfectly emphasized her ample curves. She wore black stockings under her dress, exuding a very fashionable and sexy appeal. Breaking into someones home in the evening is not a good idea. Casio stood in the shadows, looking like a statue. Im sorry. The lady started with a polite apology and followed up with a shocking statement, Youre possessed by a shadow parasite. Chapter 130 - 130 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500) _3 ?Chapter 130: 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500) _3 Chapter 130: 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500) _3 Huh?! In a flash, Casio vanished from where he was, appearing behind the woman as if he were a ghost, his right hand slowly reaching out. I know youve trained in combat and your strength may be formidable. But please let me finish talking, okay? The woman raised her hands, indicating she meant no harm. After ten minutes, they sat on the Rococo-style sofa in the living room. The woman and Casio sat face to face, a teacup filled with black tea rested on the coffee table between them, more than half of its contents already consumed. So, youre from a secret organization called Shadowless, wanting me to join because the majority of its members are those like me, humans who have been parasitized by the Shadow Demons? Casio set down his cup of black tea and asked for clarification. Exactly. You should be familiar with the Shadow Demons assimilation rules. There are nine chances, after each loss to a Shadow Demon, a part of your body is assimilated. Before I invite you to join our organization, I have one question. What is your assimilation rate? The woman took a sip of tea, and continued, Its better if it doesnt exceed seventy percent because if it does Hold on! Casio suddenly cut her off, raising his head slowly to look at her with a furrowed brow, What do you mean by assimilation rate? Huh?! She made a bewildered face. After five minutes, Casio finally understood. His Shadow Demon was entirely different from ordinary ones! While others had nine chances and were gradually assimilated by the Shadow Demon, he only had one chance. If he lost, he would be instantly replaced, every manifestation being unfathomably dangerous! Ordinary people would likely despair. Fortunately, Casio had an advantage and could exploit a time gap to drastically increase his strength. He was able to temporarily render his Shadow Demon harmless, even using it as a valuable resourcea double experience pack, so to speak. He considered himself extremely lucky. Casio also began to understand the strength of the Shadowless organization. Based on the information revealed so far, they werent much different from the Sand Dust Organization, maybe even weaker because ordinary Shadow Demons couldnt double their powers like Casio could. Their rewards for defeating Shadow Demons had been heavily diminished. Just as Casio sunk into deep thought, the woman across from him took the opportunity to say, Mr. Li Wei, please join us. I know your combat skills are very well-known at the local martial arts hall near Snowflake Middle School, and your strength is impressive. However, we are facing Shadow Demonsa group of ferocious monsters. Theyre inhuman, they kill, they consume humans! In their presence, the fragile human body is just prey. Even a seasoned martial artist cant possibly face a Claw Level Shadow Demon alone. Our body has its absolute physical limitations! Sarch* The n??el Fire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The woman in black sighed, None of the elite combat members of our Shadowless organization can handle them alone. We barely manage with the help of others from our organization using firearms. So Mr. Li Wei, please let go of your confidence in your strength. If you really come across a Shadow Demon, it will only bring harm upon you! Casios expression didnt change. He took a small sip of his tea, Are you done talking? The woman raised an eyebrow, adding, I have some intelligence to share with you. According to the Shadowless organization, five Steel Claw Level Shadow Demons and one Red Eye Level Shadow Demon have arrived in Baichuan City! They are currently lurking in the urban area, ready to hunt humans or those of us who have been parasitized at any time. These movements of the Shadow Demons have caught the attention of our Shadowless members, and headquarters is planning to deploy half of the elite members from the six eastern counties to monitor them! After all Thats a force capable of annihilating a medium-sized organization! Did you say there are five Steel Claw Level and one Red Eye Level Shadow Demons in Baichuan City? Casio asked, suddenly looking up. Yes, so please join our Shadowless organization! The woman in black had her eyes fixed on Casio, as if she wanted to catch a glimpse of fear in his eyes. Unfortunately, she couldnt find any. Actually nevermind come with me. Casio rose from his seat and suddenly said out of the blue. ? The woman followed him, though puzzled. In front of her appeared an entrance to a basement. Chapter 131 - 131 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (Seeking ?Chapter 131: 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (Seeking Subscription)_1 Chapter 131: 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (Seeking Subscription)_1 Clang! The iron door opened. The woman hesitated slightly as she stared into the dark basement but soon, she followed Casio in. Click! Click! Two lamps on both sides of the basement lit up. The dim yellow light quickly drove out the darkness. The woman glanced around. It was a well-furnished basement with a seemingly spacious layout. There were cabinets, desks, sofas, and other furniture tucked away in the corners, and beside the furniture were a few white vases filled with fresh flowers. The walls were painted a light blue shade and adorned with two landscape paintings encased in golden wooden framesone depicting woods and the other a sunset over a river. So far, so normal; in fact, tastefully done. The woman wondered what Casio wanted to show her in the basement, perhaps some special intel on the Shadow Demon? Feeling confused, she asked Casio. Mr. Li Wei, what brings us to the basement? Ive got something interesting to show you. Casios face was expressionless as he added a caveat, Miss Theresa, you might want to brace yourself. Try not to get too excited. Something interesting? A big treasure, perhaps? Theresa was puzzled but suspecting Casio was not out to harm her. He was a combat expert, after all, who could have taken her by force if hed intended to. Why the mysterious trip to the basement, which seemed rather unnecessary? Right here. Come on over. Casio pointed toward a pale-yellow curtain on the side of the basement. It was part of the interior design theme where an iron bar held up the curtain, dividing the vast basement spaceone side for leisure and the other for working out. As they walked across, Theresa thought she could detect a faint smell of blood in the air. As she drew nearer, the scent of blood grew stronger. At this moment, curiosity piqued in her heart. What lurked behind the curtain? Come over. Sarch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. With a swoosh, Casio pulled away the curtain and walked through. Theresa took a deep breath and followed suit. Barely had she stepped in when she felt the intimidating stare of a pair of wicked eyes on her. It sent a chilling feeling of dread crawling up her heart, like encountering a pair of blood-red eyes hanging in the dark woods at night, emanating a feral instinct to kill. An uncontrollable instinctive fear swept over her, as an electrifying current surged from the soles of her feet, passing up her spine and encompassing her brain. Theresa froze on the spot. It felt as if her neck, now stiff as unlubricated gears, was inching slowly toward the source of the fear. A pair of pale-red pupils magnified before her. Theresa stood frozen in shock as everything around her blurred into insignificance. Her sight and mind were only filled with the pair of pupils. Standing off to the side, Casio frowned slightly at Theresa. She seemed to have gone into a state of shock similar to when animals encounter predatorsthe mind goes blank, muscles lock up, unable to move. Fear, as a natural instinct to predators, was too intense. No wonder ordinary humans were nothing more than moving food in the eyes of the Shadow Demon. Theresa, as a member of the Shadowless Organization, had certainly been trained and knew her way around firearms. Surely her willpower and physical strength were stronger than most people. Even so, she displayed signs of shock as she came under the direct gaze of the Shadow Demon. She stayed frozen, helpless as a fish out on a cutting board, ready for the slaughter. Ordinary people would perhaps fare far worse. Wetting their pants at the first sight might even be a distinct possibility. With that in mind, humans, even armed, posed no threat to the Shadow Demons. Only individuals like Casio, who pushed past human limitations to surpass the realm of martial artists into an inhuman realm, could suppress such intense fear. This was a fundamental elevation of lifeform. Looking at the incapacitated Theresa, Casio, out of helplessness, walked a few steps towards the Shadow Demon and stomped at it roughly. Thwack! The crisp sound echoed throughout the basement. Theresa, as if jerked back to reality, was in a daze. Break out in a cold sweat, drenching her black undergarments. She gasped for air, her words stumbling over one another. Its its a Shadow Demon! A Red Eye Level?! Oh my god! Theresa shrieked. Even though it was just for a few seconds, it felt as if she had walked through hell. Now that she had regained her senses, her heart threatened to leap out. It was terrifying! Miss Theresa, keep it down. Were quite a distance from my neighbors, but who knows if a passerby might cross this path. Id rather not have the police knocking on my door for an inspection based on a misunderstanding, Casio said as he yanked at the hair of the Shadow Demon, giving it a rough pull. Behave! He couldnt resist and gave it another kick. Wait a minute! Something seems off! Finally regaining her senses, Theresa darted her eyes questioningly at Casio and then back at the demon on the floor. It was definitely the robust body of a man, the red eyes couldnt be faked, and the terrifying aura was unmistakably that of a Red Eye Level Shadow Demon. But the demon appeared rather distressed and helpless now, like a shirtless man begging for mercy. Chapter 132 - 132 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (For ?Chapter 132: 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (For subscription)_2 Chapter 132: 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (For subscription)_2 It was entirely bound by chains to the fitness equipment, its hands tied up, unable to move its entire body. A large bump occupied its forehead, with dark red bloodstains crawling across half of its face. On the left cheek, a bright red palm print was extremely conspicuous. This Ah Is this a Shadow Demon?! Theresa covered her mouth, her eyes widening in disbelief. She could not believe that the man in front of her, ragged and battered like a beggar, was the red-eye Shadow Demon that in the darkness of night hunted and danced in a sea of blood, slaughtering humans with the same ease as crushing an ant. Seemingly hearing what she said, the Shadow Demon lifted its head irritably to glance at Theresa. Theresa was startled once again, taking two fearful steps back. What the hell are you looking at? Behave! A big slap came down hard on it again. Another bright red palm print appeared on the right cheek of the Shadow Demon. Blood was even forced out from the corner of its mouth. But it did not dare to look at Casio, because the latter was far too powerful and strong. The brutal beatings and discipline from this morning were still fresh in its memory. This This is Next to the red-eye Shadow Demon, Theresa saw another creature that seemed to be a claw-level Shadow Demon, also frail and debilitated, bearing traces of physical abuse on its body. Miss Theresa, didnt you just say there are five Steel Claw Level Shadow Demons and one Red Eye Level Shadow Demon lurking in Baichuan City? Casio turned his head, stating matter-of-factly, If this is correct, then it seems that the entire Shadow Demon squad that traveled all the way here to Baichuan City for hunting is right here. Theresa gasped sharply. Despite vaguely expecting this, she was still unable to suppress her shock upon hearing Casios confirmation. Holding her head, she asked slowly, Mr. Li Wei, then where are the other four? Casio did not respond; he merely observed her expressionlessly. With a smack on her forehead, Theresa realized she had asked a stupid question. Even the leading red-eye Shadow Demon had been captured, the fate of the other Claw Level Shadow Demons must be Click! Alright, alright, let me gather my thoughts. Theresa muttered to herself as she staggered back a few steps to lean against the blue wall. She had unconsciously begun addressing Casio with a formal honorific. About fifteen minutes later, the two sat on a brown-yellow sofa. Theresas teacup was already empty, but she was still unconsciously holding it mid-air, frequently lifting it to her lips only to set it down again. According to what you said, you were attacked by a Shadow Demon on your way home last night. In a fit of rage after your new car was badly damaged, you you killed the four attacking Shadow Demons and captured these two for questioning? Thats about right. Casio nodded mildly as he sipped his tea, some parts were skipped but overall the story captured the essence of what happened. Then then you really are brave Theresa looked at Casios iron tower-like physique and could not help but laugh bitterly. Ive just practiced some martial arts and specialize in close combat, Casio waved his hand, sounding modest. Theresa bit her lip, as if she wanted to say something but dared not. Finally, she gathered enough courage, Mr. Li Wei, with your skills, why not join us at the Shadowless Organization and combine our strengths? Despite being founded by people parasitized by Shadow Demons, we are considered a large force. If you agreed to join, you could gain wealth, status, power Thereafter, Theresa went on for quite some time. She mainly introduced the specific situation of the Shadowless Organization, hoping that by demonstrating its strength, she could convince Casio to join. Throughout, Casios expression remained unchanged. He had just become a senior member of the Assassination Department in the Black Spade Organization. The benefits Theresa was extolling held no real attraction for him. If the Shadowless Organizations strength really was just as she presented, then they were a bit weak. Previously, Theresa mentioned that a single red-eye Shadow Demon leading five Claw Level Shadow Demons caused a major commotion in the Shadowless Organization. They had to deploy half of their elite members from the eastern six counties. Sarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. So does this mean the extent of the Shadowless Organizations influence in the eastern six counties of the Hong Li Federation was merely two times that of a single red-eye Shadow Demon and five Claw Level Shadow Demons? Or perhaps the Shadowless Organization had forces and experts hidden deeper, and the elite members only looked impressive on the surface? Of course, just because Casio doubted the strength of the Shadowless Organization didnt mean he wouldnt interact with them. After all, they were all humans who had been parasitized by Shadow Demons. If there were many of them, perhaps they could develop some general rules from their collective experiences, which was something Casio needed. He thought it was better not to join the Shadowless Organization, but it wouldnt hurt to cooperate and communicate with them. After all, more options equaled more friends, equaled more backup plans. The two continued to chat for a while. Theresa behaved very humbly, addressing Casio respectfully all the while. But Casio clearly wasnt someone to get carried away with a few words of flattery. In the end, he still made it clear that he didnt want to join. Despite the slight regret, Theresa didnt persist, merely suggesting that they could exchange information and collaborate in the future. Casio agreed to this. Finally, Theresa made a request. She wished to purchase the two Shadow Demons on behalf of the Shadowless Organization. Chapter 133 - 133 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (Seeking ?Chapter 133: 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (Seeking Subscription)_3 Chapter 133: 114 Strong and Powerful (4300) (Seeking Subscription)_3 Casio asked about the purpose, and Theresa explained it was for dissecting and studying the structure of the Shadow Demon, as well as for testing the principles behind it. The price was about two million Federation Coins for a Claw Level and ten million Federation Coins for a Red Eye Level. As tempting as it sounded, Casio refused the initial request, only agreeing to sell one of them. That is, the Claw Level Shadow Demon with which communication was impossible. However, on the other hand, he felt that the Red Eye Level, with whom he could communicate, had yet to reveal a wealth of information about that dark world. Casio was not currently someone short of money, he had no need to sell the Shadow Demon for mere coins. Even selling the Claw Level Shadow Demon, Casio intended not merely to make a profit, but rather to oblige the Shadowless Organization. Building a relationship first meant better cooperation in the future. Theresa had no choice, but to accept it, after all, the decision was entirely up to Casio. If he wanted to sell, he would sell, if not, she couldnt obtain it. Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Li Wei, goodnight. In the yard, Theresa and Casio shook hands. As the night wind blew over, just as Theresa was about to say some polite words, voices could be faintly heard from outside the enclosure wall. Ugo, is it here? Yes, its here. Theresa must have already gone in to talk, lets go in too. Should we ring the doorbell first? Why bother with that? Lets just jump over the wall. Isnt that inappropriate? After all, its someone elses home. Whats inappropriate about it? There are five Claw Level Shadow Demons and even a Red Eye Level lurking and lurking in Baichuan City. That Li Wei might know some combat skills, but he would surely die on any random encounter with a demon. Were going there to protect him! Alright then. Immediately, the sound of someone climbing the wall could be heard from outside. The four elite members were all skillful, leaping easily onto the top of the wall. Lets go down. Ugo was the last one up, he immediately spoke up. But the other three seemed to freeze in place, not responding to his words. Whats wrong? He turned his head in confusion and froze on the spot. In the courtyard, from within the dark shadow by the side of the sedan, a man in a black trench coat with white gloves was silently watching. Silent, eerie, mysterious Especially a pair of intense blood-red eyes!!! Cold, indifferent, with a profoundly oppressive and lethal intent. Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Even. Even! You could see a hint of inhuman colour in those pupils, it was a bloodthirst and brutality far beyond that of a human. Shadow Demon! Red Eye Level!! Oh my god!!! Ugo was so terrified that he could barely breathe, he felt his chest being inch by inch, crushed by the aura. Like everyone else, he froze instantly, and fear washed over his heart. The scene inside the residence was a bit eerie at that moment. The picture was like a black-and-white painting, a man in a trench coat stood quietly in the shadow while four men stupidly perched on the wall, each with a statue-like blank expression on their face. Run! Whoever shouted it first didnt know. Immediately, the sound of feet touching the ground could be heard from outside the wall. Then there were three more landing sounds, one of them was different from the others. Some poor devil had been scared and fallen down directly, with an undertone of pain groaning in between. Damn! I lost my shoe! Run! Its the Red Eye Level! Whats more important, your life or your shoe? What about Theresa?! She will have died a heroic death, the organization will mourn her! Ah, I lost my shoe too! Stop fussingurg! Pick it up, put it on and run! Chapter 134 - 134 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_1 ?Chapter 134: 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_1 Chapter 134: 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_1 The next day, in the plain courtyard of Casios new home. Pleasure doing business. Ple Pleasure doing business. Two hands clasped together, one belonged to Casio with a faint smile on his face, while the other belonged to Ugo who appeared somewhat fearful. At the side, apart from Ugo, the other three or four members of the Shadowless organization were silently standing with extremely awkward expressions. The only one with a normal expression was Theresa, still dressed in a black dress, with a box in her hand. Last night, several members of the Shadowless organization were frightened out of their wits, even losing their shoes in panic. After returning to their base in Baichuan City, they quickly reported the death of Theresa, and incidentally, also reported their encounter with the Red Eye Level Shadow Demon. However, before the news could spread, Theresa, who was reported to have died valiantly in their stories, causally returned. For a time, the whole base was on high alert. They thought Theresa had been held hostage by the Red Eye Level Shadow Demon and had leaked the location of the base under duress. The Shadow Demon squad hiding around in the darkness of Baichuan City was ready to destroy the entire base at any time. After a period of tense misunderstanding, everyone at the base finally realized that it was all a misunderstanding. What Ugo and others had seen was not a Red Eye Level Shadow Demon, but a master of Secret Martial Art who had broken human limits. As for the supposed attack on the base by the Shadow Demon squad in Baichuan City, that was completely impossible, because the Shadow Demon squad had provoked casios misfortune yesterday and had been wiped out completely. Ugo and other elite members were incredibly embarrassed that night, but Theresa did bring some good news to the Shadowless organization. Casio was willing to sell the Claw Level Shadow Demon he captured. Two million Federation Coins, payment and delivery to be made the next day. You have to know, the brutality and savagery of the Shadow Demon are far beyond human imagination. They can quickly escape into the darkness even when defeated. Thus, killing a Shadow Demon is not difficult, but capturing one alive is extremely difficult. It was a significant achievement for Theresa to be able to buy a Claw Level Shadow Demon from Casio. With a simple operation, a semi-promotion was not an issue. Regrettably, the Red Eye Level Shadow Demon still had substantial usefulness for Casio, so Theresa couldnt strike a deal for it. Otherwise, a Red Eye Level Shadow Demon would be enough for her to climb two or three ranks, or even directly be transferred to the senior level at the Shadowless organizations headquarters. Of course, fantasies were fantasies, and the initiative was not in her hands after all. These two Shadow Demons were captured by Casio due to his strength. He would sell if he wanted to, and if he didnt want to, there was nothing anyone could do about it. Theresa was very clear about this. Mr. Li Wei, here is two million. She immediately took a step forward, handing the box to Casio. Casio didnt pretentiously decline and directly went back into the house to bring out a white jute bag, in which there appeared to be a human-like figure. There was a strong smell of medicine on the bag, which was previously used to store medicinal materials, and Casio just happened to reuse it. Sar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. See if its the one. He pulled down the cloth bag, revealing a man bound by an iron chain, with a distressed and pitiful look. His mouth was tightly gagged, and his face and forehead were covered with large patches of bruises. As he was exposed to the sunlight, he involuntarily closed his eyes. His head hung low, as if the sunlight was somewhat restraining him. Theresa, Ugo, and the others quickly asked him to look up. The mans appearance was not much different from that of a normal human, but his palms were noticeably longer than others, and his fingernails were as sharp as tusks. The shadow behind him was hiding under his body against the sunlight, revealing an evil aura from the darkness. Theresa and Ugo exchanged glances; indeed, there was no mistake! There is no problem; it is indeed a Claw Level Shadow Demon. Theresa nodded. Alright, then its yours. At last, Casio helped Theresa and the others by smacking the Shadow Demons neck with a hand knife, knocking it out. Although the Shadow Demon was chained, it was always right to prevent accidents. He was not very trustful of Ugo and the others from the Shadowless organization, who were supposedly elite members but were actually frivolous, in case they messed things up. Five minutes later, a boxy van drove away from the residential building. Casio watched it for a while and then went back to the house. He went to the third floor, took out the medicine bag, and prepared for medicinal bath. ******************** Hu Shi, Hu Shi, Hu Shi In the basement, a heavy breathing sound, similar to a cows snort, reverberated back and forth. Casio was currently squatting in a horse stance, his toes slightly tiptoed, and his head hanging. The whole persons body weight was slightly forward-leaning, and his hands were held together. The position was very strange and required a high consumption of physical strength. The sweat from Casios upper body kept dripping like a line had been cut, soaking his grey training pants. The robust muscles were slightly reddened, just like a lobster that has been put in hot water. Hu, Hu, Hu Shi Hu, Hu Shi Hu Shi The rhythmic breathing gradually accelerated, from the initial normal human breathing to the later high-end blower fan-like breathing, and finally almost connected into one. The air flow at the tip of his nose was faintly white. Ha. Casio suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. His toes that were up righted landed back on the ground, standing up straight. His whole bodys muscles shook, and the large amount of sweat on the skin surface was shaken off, forming a mist of water in the air. He slightly raised his eyes to look at the top right corner. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: 43.2% worm-bite (total three layers) From the Era of Retrospection to the present, the progress bar of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique had probably jumped by 0.1%. It was really challenging. Chapter 135 - 135 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_2 ?Chapter 135: 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_2 Chapter 135: 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_2 At present, Casios realm is a minor accomplishment, in the second volume, from which it will still take him a while to reach the 66% level of major accomplishment. He predicts that when the progress bar for Elephant Soul Secret Technique exceeds 66.7%, there is a high probability that the third acceleration node of his blood will be opened. At that point, three blood acceleration nodes will circulate together, and he wouldnt necessarily have to practice himself; the Secret Martial Art will automatically run. Although the practice efficiency certainly wont be as high as actively practicing, the advantage of automatic practice is that he can even become stronger while sleeping. In fact, he has already realized this to some extent. Since the nodes in his heart and navel have been opened, there is always a faint warmth circulating throughout Casios body. This also makes the speed of his wound recovery faster, and his blood supply more substantial. Although its not as effective as having all three nodes opened, it showed its initial signs of potential in the previous shooting. The bullet wounds on his body were all healed in just one day. This is the latent benefit brought by the two blood nodes. Casio twisted his neck and walked to the exercise equipment. He took off the iron lock, pulled the chain off the Shadow Demon, and threw it aside. Im giving you a chance, get past me and break through the curtain. If you can break through, I will let you go. He pushed back several steps without expression, then stood in front of the partition curtain. On the other side, the Red Eye Shadow Demon stood up. The basement environment was very dim, his pale red eyes stared at Casio like a beast, his voice hoarse and unpleasant: Really? Why would I lie to you? Of course, its true. Casio smiled with a grin, his white teeth made the demon shiver all over. Boom! Crash! Ugh! A few minutes later, the Shadow Demon was dragged back to the training equipment like a dead dog. Casio picked up a metal chain and wrapped it around him. Then, he squatted and said somewhat disappointedly: I gave you a chance, but you are worthless He patted the demons left face: Keep going. Casio slowly stood up, and gave his chest a pat. The muscles on his chest, as solid as rock, were crisscrossed with two or three white marks. They were traces cut by the Shadow Demons claws at high speed. The skin was broken, but not bleeding. The Red Eye Shadow Demon is quite skilled, at least comparable to a boxer or higher. If Casio didnt intentionally suppress his realm, he wouldnt dare to release it. Of course, he wasnt trying to humiliate it. He just wanted to find an opponent to practice boxing every day. In the real world, he had not met any human opponents that are at the master level. He wasnt sure if this was due to the suppression and severe decline of martial arts due to technological development, or some other hidden reasons. Additionally, Casios fighting with the Shadow Demon also aimed to understand its abilities. After all, knowing oneself and the enemy is the key to winning every battle. Shadow Demons are not just one or two, or a few groups. Instead, they are a large number of dark creatures hidden among humans. As the host parasitized, Casio will be hunted down by the Shadow Demons one day. It was necessary to understand and prevent this in advance. At two P.M., on the small balcony of the pale yellow building. Casio moved a recliner and laid on it. The sunshine was warm, and the sky was pure blue. There were faint songs playing from the room, and a 3D black vinyl record with an intricate texture was spinning on the table. This was one of the popular records in the Hong Li Federation, twelve inches wide, and can record multiple songs. A breeze brushed across his face, Casio, who was dressed in casual clothes, took out a bronze ring from his pocket, his eyes flickering slightly. Under the sunlight, the ring strangely emitted a faint light. He had a clear thought; the second Demon shadow manifestation had already passed, and the third one would be in two months. Casio could not wait that long, and he definitely would undergo another retrospection to improve his strength during this period. As his Obsession Energy was more than enough, and he had the third retrospection of the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant as a backup, there was no problem with having another retrospection earlier. He glanced at the upper right corner. Obsession Energy: 5.4 Casio made up his mind and slowly lifted his hand. A drop of blood landed on the bronze ring in an instant. Sarch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Suddenly, a numb and icy feeling spread from various parts of his body, as if responding to the ring. Casio blinked, and everything around him seemed to freeze like an insect trapped in amber. A falling leaf in mid-air seemed unable to fall. Hum. Like being hit by a hammer, Casios head shook violently. The world in front of him was spinning, the colors of different scenes blurring together, like a beautiful oil painting doused with a bucket of water. Casio clenched his right fist tightly, trying hard to maintain his sanity and to resist this intense feeling of dizziness and blur. Whoosh~ The gale rushed through the fog over the city, leaving a large swath of waves transiting the city like sea waves. Water droplets penetrated the dark clouds and hit the grey bricks, forming a thin layer of mist floating on the ground. The shattered lightning and hoarse thunder in the sky covered the entire urban area of Nington. Time: Fifty years ago. Hong Li Federation Calendar 106 year, July 7th. Location: East Sea County, Nington City, Lishi Street. This is East Sea County, the prosperous East Sea County. Since numerous ports were built several decades ago, economic development began to skyrocket. Especially since the world shipping routes were confirmed to be stable and opened more than twenty years ago, it brought a constant stream of wealth to East Sea County. All kinds of luxury goods are being transported here. Chapter 136 - 136 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_3 ?Chapter 136: 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_3 Chapter 136: 115 Third Retrospection (4400)_3 While Nington City is not the central city of East Sea County, its economic development is impressive enough to rank third or fourth, marking it as exceptionally prosperous. Skyscrapers with tea-colored glass exteriors, towering billboards featuring a variety of products or celebrities, and lofty smokestacks penetrating the sky, are the most distinctive features of Nington. Not to mention the numerous theaters, churches, stock exchanges, and exquisite mansions that grace the city. It is indeed a paradise where the rich enjoy their power. On Lishi Street, in the Jasmine Mansion, a grand dance party is being held. The owner of the Kefulen Company, Charles Rush, has invited some prominent socialites. Inside the mansion, men and women, dressed in elegant evening wear, sway in time with the music. The brilliant glow from the chandeliers casts their shadows on the glossy floor, where the flicker of dancing limbs can be repeatedly seen. The shadows of the gentlemen and socialites are entangled as if glued together. Resting on the pale yellow sofa at the edge of the room, a pretty girl in a red evening gown seems rather uneasy as she glances towards the dance floor. She arrived here alone with no dance partner, hence she feels a bit left out. The girl turns her head to look towards the edge of the dance floor. A young, handsome man silently stares ahead, holding a glass of red wine. He is dressed in a casual suit, perfectly hugging his strong, slender physique. His handsome face is pale against his slicked-back hair, exposing his broad forehead. The man emits an elegant and composed aura, along with a faint hint of authority. He is none other than Charles, the owner of the Kefulen Company and a billionaire at the tender age of twenty. Today also happens to be the mans birthday banquet. He doesnt appear to have any family or relatives, hence he invited a plethora of celebrities from Nington City to make the occasion more lively. Among the invitees are numerous unmarried beautiful women, as everyone wants to catch the fancy of the rich bachelor. However, this wealthy man has somewhat recluse temperament; getting close to him might be a bit of a challenge the girl thinks to herself. Suddenly, from afar, Charles walks up to her and extends his hand, Miss Emily, you seem to be without a dance partner tonight. May I have this dance with you? Oh Yes, of course. Surprised and delighted, Emily rises to her feet, extending her hand in response. Instantly, another dazzling couple joins the whirling dance floor, destined to be the focus of the evening. Half an hour later, the banquet comes to an end, and the guests start dispersing. The grand hall of the mansion is now inhabited only by Emily and Charles, their emotions for each other heating up slowly. They stand by the window, silently listening to the rain outside while savoring their respective glasses of red wine. Crash! A bright bolt of lightning cuts across the dark sky. With the majority of lights in the grand hall extinguished, the place is suddenly relit, casting Charless shadow on the floor. Seen from particular angles, his figure surprisingly resembles a bloodsucking black bat! S~ea??h the novlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Boom! A roar of thunder, akin to cannon fire, reverberates above in the clouds. Through the blurry rain-soaked sky, a man carrying a bag and holding a black umbrella trudges towards the mansion. Dressed in a black suit, wearing a wide-brim hat that covers most of his face, he appears incredibly mysterious. His leather shoes slosh through the pouring rain as he makes his way to the perimeter wall of the mansion. The man glances around before removing something from his bag C a copper and silver mechanical crossbow. Extraordinarily robust in design, the metal surface is inscribed with rampant curling patterns and hanging from the bottom is a rotating tube, like a cannon barrel. Within the tube glimmers silver crossbow bolts. A small row of cursive letters is engraved in the corner of the mechanical crossbow. Furious Steam. The man glances down at the engraving, just about to lift his head when suddenly his body jolts, freezing amidst the heavy rainfall. Whoosh! With the enormous downpour blurring visibility, the surroundings become hazy. Large drops of rain pattering on the umbrella emit a series of popping sounds, causing the umbrella to quiver slightly. Suddenly, the umbrella tilts backward, revealing a pair of indifferent and uninterested eyes. Eerie Night Guest, Blood Clan, Hunt, Black Rain Villa He mutters to himself, lightly weighing the crossbow in his hand. And, Furious Steam Chapter 137 - 137 116 Twilight Story (4100)_1 ?Chapter 137: 116 Twilight Story (4100)_1 Chapter 137: 116 Twilight Story (4100)_1 A massive amount of information surged like a tide through my mind. Dusk, the name of the original owner of this body. Unlike Li Wei, the owner of the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant, Dusk was a man. A real man! A tough guy whom even Casio couldnt help but admire! Originally, Dusk was a resident of a certain region on the border of the Hong Li Federation. He had a family composed of his parents and a sweet little sister. Although they were not particularly wealthy, the four of them were very happy together. However, one day over a decade ago, the Hong Li Federation and a neighboring country fell into friction and disputes, even initiating a small-scale war. The cannons roared, the ruins crumbled. Countless people perished in the chaos, including Dusks parents. S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. His parents died, and his hometown was destroyed. Being only ten at the time and his sister just five, they were left orphaned. They were taken into the Tomorrow Orphanage. But there was no tomorrow in the Tomorrow Orphanage. Instead of a warm home, it was rife with filth and crime. From a young age, Dusk was stubborn. He fought fiercely to protect his sister. Three years later, Dusk seized an opportunity to escape the orphanage with his sister. Since then, they wandered around the Federation, doing odd jobs. He wasnt old enough to do much else than make a meager wage. With his sister, he would huddle in their rain-leaking shack, gnawing on dark bread. In the following years, he was bullied by thugs, exploited by shop owners, chased by dogs and mocked by children. But Dusk wasnt broken by life. His name was Dusk, but he carried a rising sun in his heart. He didnt believe in fate, but in himself. He even scrimped and saved to send his sister to school, taking time out of his busy work schedule to study. Life was tough and hard, but there was hope. Later on, Dusk managed to get admitted into a university. He worked part-time and saw the opportunity to change his own fate. After he graduated from college a few years later, he could see a bright dawn just ahead of him. But fate had its cruel joke, Dusks sister fell ill with a terminal disease, which had been sown in her from a young age. During those years they survived in the leaking shack, they went from being hungry to being full. Dusk wanted to save his sister, but he needed a huge amount of money, much more than he could get from loans. He tried everything he could, bringing him as close to despair as hed ever been. Then, through a stroke of luck, he heard a far-fetched rumor. Apparently, there was a place called Black Rain Villa in the mountains along the coastline of East Sea County. If one could find this villa, one could obtain everything they wanted, including money. It sounded like urban folklore, but Dusk, out of options, went anyway. And indeed, against all odds, he discovered the villa shrouded in mist! Inside the villa was an organization known as the Eerie Night Guests, which bore some resemblance to a killer organization. However, the truth was far from simple; the villa was more of a living entity, as it would assign tasks to the Eerie Night Guests. The tasks of the Eerie Night Guests did not involve killing people, but hunting down inhuman monsters hidden within human society. If the Eerie Night Guests successfully completed the periodic tasks assigned to them, they would be rewarded by the villa. They could choose anything they want, whether it be wealth, longevity, or even mysterious powers beyond human comprehension! Dusk had no other choice; he accepted the task right away. He received some basic training from the Eerie Night Guests, who taught him how to use a handheld crossbow, and was then left to fulfill his task. After half a month, Dusk returned to Black Rain Villa, severely injured. After going through hell and high water, he managed to complete the newbie task assigned by the villa. Without hesitation, he exchanged his reward for a significant sum of money. But when he arrived at the hospital full of joy, he received the devastating news. His sister had passed away while he was halfway through his task. From then on, Dusk was alone in the world. After holding a funeral for his sister, he started to frequently accept tasks from the Black Rain Villa. He believed that the villa might have the power to resurrect the dead. Thus, the time when Casio arrived overlapped with Dusks fifth mission: to hunt down the Blood Clan. In this mission, Dusk met the second important woman in his life. He killed an member of the Blood Clan that had been hiding among humans, yet he was critically injured when trying to escape. A blonde woman named Julia saved him, and they developed feelings for each other. Dusk continued to fulfill his tasks, striving to resurrect his dead sister. An old man, aware of his situation, informed him that while Black Rain Villa was incredibly powerful in some ways, it could not bring people back to life. He himself had been obsessed with trying. The girl he wanted to save simply couldnt be brought back. Dusk was heavily impacted. He contemplated leaving Black Rain Villa, reluctant to frequently step onto the thin ice of life and death. Dusk wanted a simple life with Julia in a small, secluded town. However, once becoming an Eerie Night Guest of Black Rain Villa, people were obligated to periodically undertake tasks. If one were to violate this rule, they would be hunted and killed by the Decayed Knights roaming in the Black Rain of the villa. With no other choice, Dusk could only endure and continue to fulfill his tasks. On one mission, he received information about a secret medicine that could induce a state of fake death. The Decayed Knights would think the Eerie Night Guest was dead and leave them be. For the life he yearned for, Dusk braved the unknown. After many trials and tribulations, he was lucky enough to obtain the secret medicine. He found a secluded place, took the secret medicine and entered the state of fake death. As expected, the Decayed Knight deemed him dead and left him be. A day later, Dusk woke up, extremely relieved. He excitedly returned home, eager to share the good news with Julia. But what he saw instead was a scene of utter devastation and Julias corpse. Chapter 138 - 138 116 Twilight Story (4100)_2 ?Chapter 138: 116 Twilight Story (4100)_2 Chapter 138: 116 Twilight Story (4100)_2 The strength of Black Rain Villa was stronger than at any other time; not only the marksmen were affected, but even those close to them were influenced by its aura. The Decayed Knight didnt leave that day out of the blue; he left to kill Julia. At the sight of Julias corpse, Twilight fell into despair for the second time. He regretted, grieved, and mourned. More than that, he was consumed by a flame of revenge burning in his heart like a furnace. Twilight wasnt deterred by the formidable Black Rain Villa. He began targeting Black Rain Villa, even forming a team with those who shared his ambitions, courageously going against the odds. Fighting dark creatures, battling the Decayed Knights, and combating the Eerie Night Guests sent by the villa. Until one day, he learned from an ancient relic that if all the Decayed Knights in the Black Rain Villa were killed, the villa would automatically shut down. Then, a massive uprising ensued. In the end, Twilight died, and the villa was severely damaged. On a rain-filled night, Casio couldnt help but admire the courage. From being a young child until his death. Experiencing hardships, yet never bowing to fate. A true warrior is one who loves life even after witnessing its cruelty. Twilight was such a man. He spent his life fighting, for himself and for his family. The obsession left by Twilight in the bronze ring was simple. Take down Black Rain Villa! I see now. Casio murmured to himself. He raised his right hand, wearing a slightly aged bronze ring. That was a toy ring that his sister had found in a pile of trash when they were struggling to survive in a leaky shanty. Not a high-end item, you could find them anywhere on street stalls. But Twilight cherished it, treasuring it. Casio pinched his palm and smiled faintly. Thunder roared in the clouds, and the rain poured down, hard. The curtain of rain grew thicker, creating a translucent blur. In an alley next to Jasmine Mansion, a man stood in the rain, holding an umbrella. Black Rain Villa, truly a magical place. Even physical quality and combat skills can be improved there, as long as tasks are completed! Casio was moved by this thought. He wondered if there was a cost to these gains, and whether he could bring this increased power back to reality. He weighed the bag in his right hand; it was heavy. The Frenzied Steam Mechanical Crossbow was something Twilight had learned to use in Black Rain Villa. Silver-plated arrowheads, poisoned arrowheads, barbed arrowheads, triangular arrowheads, and a series of related techniques. A small portion of close combat, the art of dagger combat. Plus a body that was roughly equivalent to the physical level of the third to fourth ranks of the Federation, this was the strength that Twilight had at the moment. He was now a Shield Rank Eerie Night Guest at Black Rain Villa, Eerie Night Guest was a collective name; all those marked by Black Rain Villa were Eerie Night Guests. Eerie Night Guests were divided into four ranks according to the level of tasks completed, shield rank, sword rank, badge rank, knight rank, four levels, four task levels. Such a weak body Casio moved his limbs a little. A body of the third to fourth rank in the federation was strong compared to ordinary people. But for Casio, it was still far from sufficient. His skill at the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art, which had already reached the mid-stage of the second level, would be seriously limited by this body. He might not even possess the strength of a pugilist. Fortunately, there was still a Black Rain Villa in East Sea County. Perhaps there, Casio could use his methods to restore or even improve his strength swiftly. As for the hidden dangers, he would consider them in the long term The first thing he needed to do after arriving in this era was to eliminate the Blood Clan in Jasmine Mansion! Although they were called the Blood Clan, this name was self-proclaimed. The Eerie Night Guests of Black Rain Villa referred to these creatures as the blood-sucking ghosts, which, as the name implied, loved to suck blood. Compared to other dark creatures, the combat power of the lower Blood Clan was fairly weak. For example, the most inferior blood slaves, an average adult man could easily overpower them. However, while the Blood Clans combat power was weak, their intelligence was relatively high. They knew how to hide their identities in human society well. And with the progress of time, they too were evolving. They began to suppress their inherent instinct to drain blood, consciously taking just a little from each person, ensuring their victims would only feel weak upon waking up, rather than being drained of all vitality. They were extremely cunning. After some consideration, Casio recalled that the strength of the Blood Clan that Twilight encountered was on par with his own. With the silver-plated arrowheads in the mechanical crossbow, Twilight had a good chance of winning, having the opportunity to subdue his opponent with minor or even no injuries. However, he had been severely injured during this mission because there was a hostage involved. Twilight was not yet the seasoned Eerie Night Guest who could be indifferent to life and death. He couldnt help but try to save ordinary people when he came across them. Although he was not stupid enough to put down his weapon and allow his enemies to slaughter him, he was still influenced during the fight. Therefore, it ended in a two-sided defeat. But Casio was different. Threatening him with a random stranger? Fools, hed kill both the hostage takers and the hostages without a second thought! Youre teaching me how to act now?! Threaten me with nothing? Determined, Casio glanced at the heavy fog around him. He took two steps back and made a leap, his hand touching the top of the wall, and lightly vaulting over it. His leather shoes made a plop sound as they hit the damp grassland, soft and wobbling like stepping on a water-absorbent green carpet. He took a step forward, his shoes treading on the grey garden path. He glanced around, found his direction, and strode over. In the middle and a bit at the back of the Jasmine Mansion, there was a spacious rectangular building, where the birthday party had just been. The glorious hall had only two lights left on at the edges, by the large French windows and the soft sofa. A man and a woman were whispering sweet nothings and constantly kissing. Charles, I am really happy today, Emily said, her eyes full of affection, a rouge blush on her fair face, her lips slightly redder from the kisses. Im gladoh, by the way, are you still a virgin? Charles casually asked, his hands around Emilys waist as if it was a natural question between a couple. Emily, feeling slightly heady with the romance, didnt find this question abrupt. Yes Emily shyly nodded, burying her head into Charles broad chest, seemingly embarrassed. Suddenly, a huge streak of lightning shot across the sky. The air seemed to explode with the sound of rolling thunder. It was accompanied by a faint shattering sound. Ah~ Emily screamed, hugging Charles tighter. Im scared~ Her dainty voice calling for comfort. But Charles just stood still, like a clueless straight man, his hands not wrapping around Emilys back. Charles, CharlesCharles? Emily looked up, puzzled. Charles was standing rigid like a wooden stake, completely stunned. The lights were on the other side, and it was a bit dark here, she could only see slightly pointed objects on his head. Whats wrong, Charles? Craaack! Another thunderbolt shot across the rainy night sky. The edge of the Guild Hall was illuminated brightly. Sarch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Emily let out a sharp shriek. The pointed objects on Charless head were a crossbow arrow piercing his skull C one piece on the left, one on the right. Blood was flowing down his temples, pooling at his chin. Drip, drip, it fell. Emily backed away in fear. From an adjacent window, came the sound of shattering glass. Three crossbow arrows zipped through the air and brutally hit Charles in the chest, spurting mouthfuls of blood. Crash! A window, already somewhat broken, was kicked out completely. A man in a suit stepped in slowly among flying shards of glass, the streaks of lightning in the background shaped like tree branches. It outlined the mans silhouette in black. Chapter 139 - 139 117 Cold-blooded and Ruthless (2600)_1 ?Chapter 139: 117 Cold-blooded and Ruthless (2600)_1 Chapter 139: 117 Cold-blooded and Ruthless (2600)_1 As expected he didnt die Casio slowly walked towards the sofa. Charles, whose head was originally pierced, had already vanished, disappearing like a puff of smoke. Ah. On the sofa, Emily screamed in terror. Stop screaming, or Ill deal with you first. Casio spoke in a cold, indifferent tone, his back towards Emily. Emily quickly covered her mouth, her eyes welling up with fear. Her heart was pounding. Mr. Charles had already been killed by this home-invading robber. Next was probably herself and she was born attractive What awaited inevitably wouldnt be pleasant. Just as she was lost in thought, Casio turned around abruptly and pulled the trigger of the mechanical crossbow in his hand. Three to four rapid-fire crossbow bolts whizzed towards Emily, striking on either side of her slender waist. With a soft thud, they embedded into the sofa and pierced into the shadow behind. A muffled grunt came from the shadow. A figure rolled out from inside, and Charles swiftly stood up, forcefully yanking the silver-tipped crossbow bolt from his shoulder. He was not human. Even an arrow through the brain couldnt kill him. But the silver coating on the arrowhead could weaken the Blood Clan, including a slight decrease in regenerative ability. Thats why Charles had immediately hidden himself and pried out the arrows embedded in his body. But he didnt expect Casio to open fire directly at where Emily was sitting! Didnt he fear accidentally hurting a human? What a heartless man! To actually attack an enchantingly beautiful woman! On the other side, Casio had anticipated this. Combat was not only about strength, but also about brains. The only places that offered cover near the floor-to-ceiling window were two sofas and a coffee table that made up a lounge area. Charles could only have hidden behind those sofas. And most likely, he was behind Emily. According to the past experience of Dusk, the Blood Clan they were hunting this time was a shameless fellow. He must have thought that hiding behind a human was the safest, but Casio was far more ruthless. He shot without hesitating! So what if a beautiful girl with a charming face and a good figure stood in the path of his shots? He still had to shoot. Thud, thud, thud Casio strode towards the wall switch. In the darkness, his field of view was restricted. The mechanical crossbow skills he had learned from Dusk couldnt be effectively utilized, and his aim would be significantly off. On the other side, Charles seemed to have sensed what Casio was trying to do. He immediately sprinted over, his hands slightly curled up. A faint red glow emitted from his skin and in a moment, it had enveloped his palms like a pair of gloves. Charles wasnt any low-grade blood slave; he was a true member of the Blood Clan, using basic blood magic was a piece of cake for him. The energy enveloping his hands was poisonous blood energy, extremely corrosive. The moment it touched the skin, it could bore down to the bones! Charles had imposing agility. He sped up to Casio and tried to grab him with claw-like hands. Swoosh! Clang! A flash of cold light suddenly flickered in the darkness. Casio, in a split second, turned around and ruthlessly thrust a dazzling silver dagger into the vampires belly. The movement was so quick. Then he lowered his body abruptly, forcefully pushing Charless arms away with his elbows. He then lunged forwards, pressing his entire body onto Charles. The dagger, already lodged in Charless belly, was pushed further in. S~ea??h the N??elFir.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. In the blink of an eye, only the daggers hilt remained visible. Urggh Charless eyes widened as pain registered on his face. The dagger was silver-coated! And why was his opponents close combat skill so deadly?! Wasnt he trained to use a mechanical crossbow? From long-range to close combat, swift! Just as a thought crossed his mind, a series of dull sounds echoed. Charles doubled over as a sudden pain erupted from his abdomen. Looking down Casio had pushed the mechanical crossbow against Charless stomach and initiated the maximum power steam mode. More than ten gleaming arrows, making soft noises, sank into his flesh. Then one after another, they came out from Charless back, spurting a spray of blood. Some of the arrows were laced with poison, some with hooked tips for enhanced bleeding, and some were triangular for easy penetration. Ugh He glared at Casio, his eyes wide in anger. Casio looked at him with the same cold and ruthless gaze. Every attack that Charles launched was skillfully blocked or dodged by Casio, who didnt even allow the hem of his clothing to be grazed. In Casios view, Charless offense was simply pathetic, like a wild beast reacting purely on instinct, his intentions of attack all too obvious. Even though Charless strength was much greater, Casio was able to parry every attack with effortless grace. His body was currently quite weak due to the twilight, so he relied on the destructive power of the mechanical crossbow. Several rounds later, the results were strikingly clear. Casio was toying with Charles like a child. Aaaaaaah! Charles was thrown into a fit of impotent rage. His age equated that of a child. He hadnt emerged from the pool of blood more than three years ago, and his introduction to human society had only taken place within the preceding year. His temperament was far from steady, and his combat skills were tragically poor. The only things he had at his disposal were his strong body and the low-level blood magic etched into his instincts. The palm of his hand glowed red as he swiped through the air, but Casio sidestepped it and replied with a volley of arrows. Feeling the pain in his back, Charles felt humiliated. Humans were nothing more than food for the noble blood race! And yet this lowly food dared to continuously wound him! He gasped for breath and violently spun around to strike again. He was met with another volley, with two or three arrows hitting him. One of them, unfortunately, shot right through his eye! Charles bellowed in pain and fury. Swish! An arrow sliced straight into his throat, right through his mouth! Ugh Frustration, frustration like he had never felt before! I, Charles, am actually Swish, swish, swish! Three arrows lodged into his cheek! Aaaaaaaaaah Damn it! As Charles fell into another fit of powerlessness and fury, Casio coolly fought while retreating. He could already feel that his opponent was easy to manipulate. Like a foolish donkey really C blindly stupid. So youre nothing special after all Casio mocked indifferently, formulating an experiment in his mind. Aaaaaah! You deserve to die! Despicable human! Charles ran towards him, howling with rage. Casio dodged his attacks, and as he did so, he rewarded Charles with three more arrows. Well, then, this guy really is an idiot A fierce battle ensued. Charless speed began to slow down. The ground was strewn with blood, and bloody arrows scattered everywhere. Casio held the crossbow in his hand. Im waiting for you to bleed. What are you waiting for? The blood race, like any other creature of darkness, had one weakness: the amount of blood in their bodies. The less blood they had, the weaker their abilities and healing capabilities. Hence, the best way to defeat them was to puncture their heart. But the bones of the blood race were unlike human bones, and their heart was protected front and back by a tough exoskeleton that was hard to penetrate. So the other option was to make them bleed profusely. The sound of heavy breathing echoed in the hall. At this point, Charles sensed the tide turning against him and a resolution to retreat started growing in his mind. His mind suddenly cleared, and he dashed towards the floor-to-ceiling window. Casio followed him immediately, not lagging behind in the slightest. Every now and then, he would take out his crossbow, and with each arrow that flew past Charles, he was beginning to resemble a porcupine, a rather large one at that. Near the floor-to-ceiling window, Emily stood rooted to her spot, seemingly frozen in fear. It wasnt that she hadnt thought of escaping, but the combat happening around her was too intense, making it extremely dangerous with the arrows flying around. Emily could only stand in the original spot trembling in horror. At this moment, Charles rushed past her, and when he saw Emily, his eyes lit up, and he attempted to take her hostage. However, two to three arrows were shot toward the direction of the sofa. They pierced the sofa with a thud, and one even went through Emilys dress. It barely missed her thigh. Emily screamed in shock. Thats right! This human behind me is ruthless. How can he care about the life and death of a stranger? If I use Emily as a hostage, it cant threaten him at all. It will only slow down my speed of escape! Charles gritted his teeth, and fled directly. He didnt waste any time dragging Emily away. Casio took a cold glance at Emily who was so frightened that she almost wet herself, then he chased after Charles without any expression. Initially, in this trajectory, Emily was taken hostage by Charles who forced Twilight into severe injuries and near death. As a consequence, Emily was also killed by Charles impulsively. It was truly tragic. But now, Casio has changed his approach, and Emily has escaped a disaster. This can only be described as fate playing games with people Chapter 140 - 140 118 No More Entanglement (4400) (Thanks to ?Chapter 140: 118 No More Entanglement (4400) (Thanks to Evergreen 1040 for the 5000 start currency reward) _1 Chapter 140: 118 No More Entanglement (4400) (Thanks to Evergreen 1040 for the 5000 start currency reward) _1 Jasmine Mansion, on the grey-white avenue. One figure is chasing the other furiously. The one in front is all disheveled, every step leaving a bloody foot print on the ground. The one behind is quite relaxed, like a seasoned hunter in a deadly jungle. S~ea??h the Novl?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Clink clink clink Casio quickly dismantles the metal cylinder and takes out another cylinder filled with arrows from the pouch on his waist to replace it. The mechanical crossbow used by dusk was more than just a standard bow, it was a special inventory modified by the Eerie Night Guest. It was multi-shot, large capacity and had considerable lethality. Roar! A loud roar comes from the front, as if from a cornered beast. Charles seems to have risked it all, taking the opportunity to rush back at Casio while hes reloading. His face was distorted with savagery, his tusks baring, and he resembled an ugly black bat. Casio kept calm, deftly dodged the onslaught with a light step, then turned to shoot four arrows. One of them penetrated Charles neck, seeming to go through an artery. A stream of fresh blood flowed from the hole. In an instant, a small, viscous pool of blood formed on the ground. Charles fell to the ground shivering involuntarily, his strength gradually dissipating with the loss of blood. The sound of air leaking from his pipes emerged from his throat, and after scratching the floor a few times with his hands, he became still. His body no longer trembled, seeming to have finally succumbed. Casio didnt go forward, but just checked the mechanism quietly. Suddenly, he lifted his mechanical crossbow and fired relentlessly! Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh Dozens of crossbow arrows whizzed through the semi-air under the moonlight. They pierced Charles body one after another. The seemingly dead Charles jumped up in anger, his whole body sprinted a couple of steps, but in the end, he lost his strength and tumbled to the ground. The whole person was literally turned into a hedgehog by the crossbow arrows. Youre indeed a bit clever, but still too tender Casio stood in place, taking out arrows from the pouch at his waist one by one, stuffing them into the metal cylinder, and loading it. Then, he pointed his crossbow at the corpse on the ground, stepping over the blood traces one step at a time, until he stepped on Charles back. From beginning to end, Casio was cautious because his current strength was insufficient and acting recklessly would only waste an opportunity to rewind. At the same time, he once again felt how troublesome these dark creatures were. These types of creatures seemed to have a common trait C their recovery ability was extremely strong! Minor injuries wouldnt bother them at all. Only methods such as amputation or tearing the person into pieces could be effective. The Cyclone Flow that Casio mastered was a good method. The high-speed moving airflow covering the palm was like a meat grinder and cutter. Unfortunately, this body was not capable of unleashing the Cyclone Flow. Casios main task now is to upgrade his physical quality, which would make everything easier once his strength is recovered! The thoughts were clear and the goals were precise. First, retrieve the heart of the Blood Clan as requested by the task, and then go to the Anta Mountains to see what kind of place the Black Rain Villa is? Gathering his thoughts, Casio glanced at Emily, who was shivering and peeping from behind the door. He then took out a shining silver dagger without hesitation and thrust it down. With a plop, blood splattered everywhere. With the friction of flesh and blood, Casio dug out Charles heart of the Blood Clan. It was not the same as a normal human heart, it was half the size and slightly blacker. Now it was still beating, very forcefully. Casio immediately took out a bag and put the heart in. He stood up and walked cleanly towards the outside of the mansion. On the grey-white stone path, fresh blood was diluted by the rain from the sky. Charles corpse gradually changed from warm to cold, with heat being taken away by the splashing water. At the entrance, Emily came over with an umbrella, treading lightly. She was panting with fear and looked down. A thunderbolt flashed across the sky. Charles face was facing upwards, his terrifying tusks protruding from his lips, one eye was burst open, the other was wide open. His face was elongated and ugly, just like a rat or a bat. After this rainy night, a rumor spread in Nington City. It was said that there were bat-men who sucked blood lurking in high society, targeting young and beautiful virgins. Similarly, rumors about the black-clothed hunter also continued to spread The thunderstorm roared, water mist swirling on the stone board. Casio repeated his old trick, climbing over the wall with one leap, his feet landing on the clear puddle with a pap. He glanced around, there was no one around in the torrential rain. Casio vaguely remembered the memory of dusk, he had rented a room in Ivy Inn specifically for the task. And the location of Ivy Inn was at No. 115, White Stone Avenue. To get to White Stone Avenue, he needed to turn right onto Dawn Street. Casio picked up his umbrella and bag and quickly walked over. The rain tonight had been heavy; the heavy sound of rain had not stopped for a moment. The sound of a string of popping beans came from the umbrella, with the handle vibrating slightly. Casio stood under the umbrella and walked down the right street. This part of the street was blocked by houses, so the rain was lighter. On both sides of Dawn Street were residences, the dim light from the windows of the houses barely illuminating the ground through the curtain of rain. Coupled with the black streetlights erected at intervals, Casio could clearly see any obstacles on the road ahead. Chapter 141 - 141 118 No More Entanglements (4400) (Thanks to ?Chapter 141: 118 No More Entanglements (4400) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 starting coin reward)_2 Chapter 141: 118 No More Entanglements (4400) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 starting coin reward)_2 Unbelievable how a little rain can cause a chill Casio craned his neck, speechless. His body leaned towards the slender type, standing at around one meter seventy-five tall. His body boasted some streamline muscles, though not exaggerated. He embodied the type that looked thin when clothed but didnt look muscular when naked. Compared to ordinary people, he was certainly robust, but he was not quite comparable to Casios physique. His current body was within the range of ordinary people, and could easily succumb to a cold if caught in the rain. With this thought, he quickened his pace. He turned a corner, the streetlight emitting a faint yellow glow. Water flowed on the ground, shimmering with ripples. On the left side of the street was an alley, with a brass-colored trash can at its entrance. Parked on the right side of the road was a boxy vintage car. It looked no different from any ordinary street. Casio walked forward a few steps under his umbrella, suddenly seeing an overlap of a blurry image in his mind with the scene in front of him. The heavy rain, the yellow-streaked streetlight, White Stone Street, the vintage car Additionally, there was the seriously wounded and collapsing body, and the woman opening her door Sar?h the N?vel(F)ire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Isnt this the scene where, after a hard-fought battle against the Blood Clan, he stumbled and struggled to escape only to be saved by Julia? In Casios ear rang the soft humming of Julias song, the little tune he heard when he woke up a day after losing consciousness. It was then that he fell in love with a woman But, what the hell does your love for a woman have to do with me? Since the ending where his body was severely wounded by the Blood Clan was changed, the subsequent plot should also logically change. In fact, it might be a good thing. If Julia hadnt gotten involved with him, she might not have died tragically Determined, Casio was about to walk past swiftly. Suddenly, a creaking sound came from ahead. A gate opened. A blonde woman stepped out under an umbrella. She held a bag in one hand and a shoulder bag in the other. She looked left and right. The street was empty, and the rain was pouring down. On the side of the road, next to the vintage car, a figure was squatting on the ground with a speechless expression. This timing seemed off because he had quickly made his way to White Stone Avenue after killing the vampire, much faster than the injured man in his past stumbling along. But he still just happened to run into Julia opening her door Was it a coincidence? Or was it fate? A feeling surged in Casios heart. Since hed already decided not to get involved with Julia, he would stick to his decision. No matter if it was by surprise or the effect of obsession, nothing could change Casios determination. He had his own style, nothing could distort his thoughts or make him do what he didnt want to do. Ta, ta, ta A series of footsteps walked by. Julia was holding her keys apparently about to unlock the car. Casio sighed heavily. The moment the footsteps ceased, he abruptly stood up and sprinted down the left alley like a flash of black lightning. Hm? What was that? Julia, who was in the process of bending over to unlock her car, looked up in confusion, scanning the street, but all she saw was the downpour. Raindrops exploded in the cracks between the pavement, creating a splash of water. She glanced around once more, shaking her head. Julia put away her keys, held up her umbrella, and decided to first empty her garbage. Walking onto the street, she made her way to the garbage can step by step. Damn, wont it leave me alone! Inside the left alley, Casio squinted, rainwater dripped from the tips of his hair, streaked past his nose and spilled off his chin. He now truly recognized the persistence of the obsession. It seemed to be insisting on making him see Julia! But was Casio the type to go along with adversity? He immediately turned to scan both sides of the alley. The wall was high, and covered with moss, it was a dead end. There was no way out. With Casios current abilities, there was no way over. Was he really fated to meet Julia? And then pretend to be just a passerby? Casios intuition told him that it would likely lead to further complications, for a variety of reasons. Or should he just be ruthless and kill Julia outright? If he lingers, he might be kicked out of this retrospective by the obsession, which wouldnt be impossible. The best solution was not to meet Julia at all! Casio had no desire for any kind of dreary romantic love story, he just wanted to go to Black Rain Villa to get his task and become stronger! Rumble, rumble Splash, splash, splash Thud! On Dawn Street, Julia walked slowly with thunder rumbling in the clouds above and bizarre noises mixed in from the distant. She unconsciously slowed her pace, cautiously approaching the alley entrance. First, she threw the garbage into the trash can. Then she boldly walked step by step into the alley. At the end of the alley, slightly to the right, Julia stopped. In front of her was a striking gray enclosure wall. There was a big hole on the wall, with irregular edges, as if some kind of thin, cylindrical object had punched or shot through it. Through the hole, she could see the dimly-lit street on the other side. There was no one on the street, just a downpour. The rain continued to fall, and the thunder continued to roar. But at this moment, one path of a desperate love story came to an end. But its good that it ended. Ordinary people should enjoy an ordinary and happy life. Those who are accustomed to the shadows shouldnt yearn for the unattainable light. To fight alone in the darkness till the end is the last fate of every tragic character. Chapter 142 - 142 118 No More Entanglements (4400) (Thanks to ?Chapter 142: 118 No More Entanglements (4400) (Thanks to Evergreen 1040 for the reward of 5000 starting coins)_3 Chapter 142: 118 No More Entanglements (4400) (Thanks to Evergreen 1040 for the reward of 5000 starting coins)_3 ******************** A day later, after the rain cleared, at the Nington train station. A handsome man in casual attire was sitting on a black recliner waiting for the train, a travel case resting between his legs. Despite a rectangular platform nearby, people couldnt help but openly stare, clearly intrigued. Brilliant sunlight bathed the mans face revealing neatly arranged features and elegant eyes. His perfectly styled hair and overall demeanour gave off the impression of a scholar. Whoo~ a distant steam whistle sounded. The man abruptly opened his eyes, instantly dissolving the image of the scholarly gentleman. He slowly turned his head to glance around, a cruel, indifferent air of arrogance radiated from him. The discrepancy with his gentle demeanor was startling. He stood up, one hand on the suitcase. And set out quietly towards the nearby platform. A smoke-billowing steam train steamed into the station as the conductor alighted and started shouting. This train goes from Nington City to Anta City! Please ensure you get on the right train! Ill repeat, this train Three days later, in East Sea County, the coastal city of Anta City was in view. On the edge of the suburbs, upon a cart filled with fruit returning from the urban area to the village, sat a man dressed in black, looking into the distance. Day passed into another, and in the Anta Mountains, away from the village in a remote area, on a narrow mountain road overgrown with weeds. Casio, suitcase in hand, steadily made his way downhill. A beautiful light cascaded down from the gaps in the trees above, forking into golden pillars spreading across the uneven ground. From afar, the occasional crisp chirping bird could be heard. Suddenly, Casio stopped in his tracks, glancing to his right hand side. Among the weeds, a weathered bronze pillar stood upright. The surface of the pillar was faded, yet atop it was a decoration resembling a lantern, bearing the word: Carriage. Casio lifted his hand, a bronze bell in his palm. Without hesitation, he gently shook the bell. Oddly, no sound emitted from the bell. Casio continued to shake it. Suddenly, the clear sky started to darken. In the blink of an eye, the sky was as dark as night. Clouds gathered, blocking out the sun. With another shake of the bell, a light mist cascaded down from the heavens. The rainwater dripped through the layers of leaves, sprinkling onto Casios face. He was prepared and promptly raised an umbrella. Lifting the edge of the umbrella slightly, Casio was astonished. The originally narrow path cluttered with weeds had now become a broad, flat mountain road, much like the woods had shifted to either side to provide an open path. It was strangely enigmatic and filled with a sense of mystery. Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop From a distance, the increasing sound of horse hooves echoed. A moment later, a four-wheel carriage drawn by two sleek black horses came into view. The carriage was shrouded in black cloth with a semi-transparent curtain adorning the window. The body of the carriage was carved with mysterious incoherent runes. The driver of the carriage was a mysterious individual wrapped in a black cloak. Jingle, jingle, jingle The bell in Casios hand rang out vividly. His eyes flickered as he abruptly stowed it away. He then stood in place, keeping an eye on the carriages movements. As time ticked by, the carriage remained motionless, just as it was to begin with. The driver was as stationary as a corpse, even his chest didnt rise or fall, he kept silent. After glancing at his watch, Casio noted that more than nine minutes had passed. As he lifted his head, the carriage began to move slowly. This carriage stops for about ten minutes. Casio immediately drew a conclusion, and didnt bother to test anything else. He picked up the suitcase and climbed aboard after a few quick strides. The black carriage gradually gained speed on the mountain path S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Chapter 143 - 143 119 Black Rain Villa (4300) (Thanks to DiSanDaoSi ?Chapter 143: 119 Black Rain Villa (4300) (Thanks to DiSanDaoSi 111 for the reward of 5000 Qidian coins) _1 Chapter 143: 119 Black Rain Villa (4300) (Thanks to DiSanDaoSi 111 for the reward of 5000 Qidian coins) _1 In the carriage, Casio looked outside through the semi-transparent white gauze. Brown trunks quickly moved backward, and the scene blurred as rainwater trickled down from the canopy. The surrounding environment remained unchanged for a long while. When Casio looked out the window again, the carriage was no longer in a forest, but a rolling hilly area. The hillside was peculiar, with vast, white flowers on the left of the road, like a white carpet. The right side, however, was a blackened ground, as if scorched by a great fire. Lifeless, occasional ashes ascended. Casio squinted slightly; sitting in the carriage, he didnt feel any turbulence, as if it wasnt moving quickly forward but the whole world was surging towards him instead. Driving past the black and white sea of flowers, Casio could dimly discern an old windmill turning slowly in the distance. As the windmill approached, he seemed to see silhouettes moving beside it. As the carriage drew near, Casio finally saw what was going on around the windmill. There was a well built of pale bricks from which figures, white as if carved from marble, continually emerged. They assembled neatly like puppets, wrapped around the cylindrical windmill in a slow march. Wooden handles protruded from the buildings wall, which the figure gripped, dazedly revolving around the structure as if the windmill was powered by their movement. The figures circled the house, returning to the wells edge. Without any hesitation, they plunged headlong back into it. Not far from the windmill, a bean-grinding millstone was set on the open ground, operated by a skeletal white sheep. Casio fell into a bizarre silence. The scene before him was somewhat peculiar; like a dream with no logic. Then he saw even more odd, senseless landscapes. A pitch-black house hung with palm-sized white crosses on its side. Five people dressed in black stood neatly in a row, slowly opening their clothes, revealing their stark white skeletons without meat, their internal organs rotting and squirming inside. A dangling half-heart throbbed and pulsed. On the bare ground, a man wore a black hat shaped like bull horns, digging into the earth with his iron shovel. A large herd of black cows circled him counterclockwise. In front of a large tree, two identical individuals were arguing. Suddenly, from behind the tree, another emerged; identical to the previous two. Sequentially, the fourth, fifth, sixth appeared C in no time, there were more than a dozen identical figures around the tree. They stopped arguing, instead, they danced in a grotesque and twisted circle around the tree. Though the tree was drenched by the rain, the canopy seemed to be aflame, igniting waves of transparent fire. Death, religion, mysticism, mystery, flesh, consciousness,? Rotting, dull, ancient, vibrant, madness. These are all the adjectives Casio could think of. Whats before him was an irregular dream, a melange of all sorts of elements. And with it, a sense of illusion struck him. For a moment, it was hard to discern between dream and reality. Subconsciously, Casio glanced at the upper-right corner. The logo of a bronze ring hovered in mid-air, beside it, a long-time progression bar. The scale of the bar was approximately half a year. Its not a dreamthis is reality. Any sense of bewilderment vanished for Casio, an instinctual sense of alarm overwhelming him. Glancing around the carriage, his eyes narrowed on the thin gauze. Could that be the problem? He quickly lifted it. Instantly, the clear scenery outside the carriage appeared before Casio. Under that distant burning tree were, just as before, a group of identical individuals dancing in a circle. So its not the gauze Casio glanced out again only to find all the dancing figures had frozen, their heads turning to stare at him, inch by inch. Then, one by one, they broke into a sprint towards him, others swiftly followed suit. Whats happening? The hand, which had lifted the gauze, suddenly dropped. Those sprinting from afar halted in place, frozen like statues on the ground. After a moment, they gradually returned to the tree, re-enacting the previous scene. This bloody place The carriage sped onward, coming to a halt after roughly half an hour. Carrying his luggage, Casio descended. With his shoes on the platform and the umbrella above him, he fully took in his surroundings. Ahead was a narrow pathway. Beyond the sparse woods on either side of the road, he could see the gray walls of Black Rain Villa, its surface clothed in lush green moss. Looking up, the buildings spire stood within Black Rain Villa, relentlessly pelted by the rain, dampening the tiles and bricks. The sight was a bit gloomy. Finally here. Casio took a deep breath, then embarked on the path towards Black Rain Villa. Once through the main gate, a medieval-style mansion came into view. Dome-topped buildings, dilapidated gray streets, old heavy walls, and unending rain. Following his memory, he continued onward, passing many folks holding umbrellas on their journey. Likely they were strange guests of the Eerie Night like himself, coming here to receive or submit tasks. sea??h th ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Chapter 144 - 144 119 Black Rain Villa (4300) (Thanks to ?Chapter 144: 119 Black Rain Villa (4300) (Thanks to DianSanDaoSi 111 for the reward of 5000 starting coins)_2 Chapter 144: 119 Black Rain Villa (4300) (Thanks to DianSanDaoSi 111 for the reward of 5000 starting coins)_2 Not long after, they crossed through a grey-white arched gate. Casio stood in front of a building entrance and knocked lightly. Knock, knock, knock Who is it? Dusk. Come in. Then the main door was opened, and Casio entered. In the hall, on the walls, there hung several antique brass light fixtures. The oil lamps were burning brightly with flames. The man standing before him was tall and skinny, probably around 1.8 meters. He had freckles on his face and his features were quite pronounced. On the back of his right hand, there was a faint black shield emblem. Next to the emblem, there was another pattern, resembling a crossbow. Casio, who inherited these two symbols from Dusk, was marked with both. The first one, the shield emblem, is the mark given by the Eerie Night Guests of the Black Rain Mansion, symbolizing Shield Rank Status. The second is man-made, representing the Crossbow school within the Eerie Night Guests. The Black Rain Mansion is an automatic program, and those Eerie Night Guests are like different gears in the machinery. Naturally, gears come in different sizes, types, and serve different purposes. Depending on the powers and techniques the guests choose at the Baptism Church, they are divided into numerous power schools- For example, Beast School: Their strength is enhanced through the injection of beast blood, giving them supernatural power. They transform into half-human, half-beast monsters when they fully exert their power, greatly enhancing their abilities. Mercury School: The human skull is cut open and mysterious mercury of various colours is added in. It gives them extraordinary power, like telekinesis, similar to a watered-down version of a mages. Darkness School: They graft the organs of dark creatures on their bodies, gaining the supernatural powers of these dark creatures directly. Crossbow school: They primarily use bows and crossbows for long-ranged combat. Majority of the ones in this school are slender and light-footed. There are also the Poison School, Trap School, Drug School, and many others. Dusk was previously with the Crossbow School. The senior Eerie Night Guests of the Crossbow School gave him some basic training. It was considered a measure to increase the survival rate of their members. The Crossbow School isnt large, considered medium-to-small among the many schools. However, they are rather unified internally, and members are always willing to help out fellow crossbowmen. They have a small base within the Black Rain Villa for those of the Crossbow School to rest. Dusk, have you completed your task? The lanky man asked as he walked. Yes, Casio replied. Hmm, it seems like youve done well this time. Congratulations. The man repeated the same words he would say to every returning member. The phrasing may vary, but the sentiment is always the same, always congratulatory. If the other party returned severely injured, he would also wish them good fortune; surviving a great calamity would bring about good luck. This was a tradition among the Eerie Night Guests. Since every time the guests undertake a task, life and death are uncertain. The man would not need to congratulate them if there comes a day they never return. To hear a congratulate meant they were still alive. As long as one was alive, it deserved congratulations. As they continued to walk along the corridor, occasionally, they would be greeted by other members of the Crossbow School coming towards them. Among them were many female members, as the Crossbow School required agile body forms. The other male members were also relatively slender. None of them were particularly tall or muscular. Dusks build was considered muscular among them. As Casio wandered around, he found that the scene inside the building wasnt much different from the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall. Some spacious rooms had been transformed into indoor archery ranges where senior Eerie Night Guests were teaching the newcomers how to use the crossbows. Sounds of conversations and shooting could be heard occasionally. The building had everything from a hall, cafeteria to a training room. Although it might be a bit old-fashioned and simple, it was quite well-equipped. Heres your room, and the key. The leading man stopped in front of a door and handed Casio a brass key. Casio looked up at the door. There was a metal nameplate stuck on it: 201. Thank you, Black Blade. Casio, holding the key, expressed his appreciation. By the way, I suppose you have to go to the Baptism Church to relegate your task later? Black Blade turned his head and said, Remember not to upgrade anything else, itd be a waste. Instead, directly upgrade our Crossbow Schools Dentinist Gale Arrow Technique, which would give you the best value for your effort. Black Blade earnestly reiterated his point, Especially remember not to upgrade your physique, it has its limits. After reaching the limits, further upgrades would be useless, and still not enough to match the dark creatures. We can actually enhance our physique indirectly by upgrading the Dentinist Gale Arrow Technique, so dont waste the tasks rewards. Dont upgrade the physique? Casio frowned at this point. Sear?h the ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Five minutes later, he roughly understood the related situation. Limits, bottlenecks. These were all familiar terms to Casio. They signified the limits of the human body, the bottleneck of breaking free from humanity and evolving into inhuman. From Black Blades explanation, the Eerie Night Guests physical quality could only reach human limitations and could not evolve further? The Black Rain Villa doesnt have secret martial art techniques!? Casio knew that for humans to enhance their vitality to the level of inhuman, Secret Martial Arts were indispensable. Among them, aspects like the breathing technique in the Elephant Soul Secret Technique and special actions along with potions could be the stepping stone to transcendence, while medicines like flame oils play an assisting role. Without these, humans would indeed hit a limit. Impossible to climb even a little higher. He could understand all of this, but he wondered why in a group as large as the Eerie Night Guests, with so many different schools, nobody had come into contact with or learned the Secret Martial Art. After a brief review of the Dentinist Gale Arrow Technique, Casio found out that it was actually a skill-based technique. Chapter 145 - 145 Black Rain Villa 119 (4300) (Thanks to Diān Sān ?Chapter 145: Black Rain Villa 119 (4300) (Thanks to Din Sn Do S 111 for the reward of 5000 Qidian coins) _3 Chapter 145: Black Rain Villa 119 (4300) (Thanks to Din Sn Do S 111 for the reward of 5000 Qidian coins) _3 If Secret Martial Art is considered the orthodox, then Dentinist Gale Arrow Technique is like some kind of heresy. It does have room for improvement, and its lethality is not weak. Compared, however, with the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art that Casio is practicing, it falls far short, and by several levels, at that. He pondered a bit and inexplicably felt that the powers the Eerie Night Guests possessed, whichever school they belonged to, were somewhat deviant. He wasnt sure if they had naturally developed this way or if there was some other reason. At dusk, theres a small gathering for us crossbow users. If youre interested, you can come. Black Blade patted Casio on the shoulder and then turned around and left. Casio stood in his place and digested the information for a while. Half a moment later, he pushed the door open and walked into his room, where he quickly settled in before picking up his suitcase and walked out the door. He opened the main door of the crossbow users headquarters, and then Casio, umbrella in hand, walked towards the Baptism Church. He didnt deliberately wander around because Black Rain Villa was not absolutely safe. In the day, the Eerie Night Guests could wander around the Baptism Church, the Mission Hall, the Intelligence Hall, the bar and so on. When nightfall arrives, most people would stay in their own rooms. There will be some weird things on the streets of the Black Rain Villa, and about once a month an unlucky Eerie Night Guest, disregarding warnings, would die horribly C serving the next day as a warning to the others. In addition, even during the day, there are a lot of streets in the Black Rain Villa that you couldnt enter. Part of this was because they were inaccessible, and another part was that it would be better if you didnt try to enter. The reasons were the same as those applying at night. Casio walked under the umbrella, and when he crossed an intersection, he suddenly had the feeling of being watched from the left. Glancing over with the corner of his eye, he saw from the second building next to the balcony on the left side of the street. A white shadow stared back at him from a hollowed-out window. Looking downward, there was a warning sign at the intersection. It already looked old, and there were remnants of blood on its surface. Probably, some clever fool had ignored the warning and ended up dying here. Casio ignored the white shadow and just briskly went his own way. After walking for a short while, he came to a round intersection. In the center of the intersection was a statue that was more than half-broken. Only half its leg was left standing atop the cylinder. Casio came closer to take a look, and found that on the pillar underneath the statues feet were several lines of blurry poetry inscribed on the stone. Collapsed in the blue thorns, sobbing with the red fever. You abandoned us Those of us who died will wrap you in gold-woven clothes, and in the next life youll turn into a gold-foiled butterfly. You are fire, and you are dressed in flames. Painful flames, burning alive. The ashes of the living fall onto the love poem on the forehead of death. More lines were below, but they had been corroded to the point of being illegible. Could this statue be of the Manor Owner? This thought rose in Casios mind, but he doesnt stay to investigate further. Instead, he moved briskly on, entering the church about two hundred meters down the street. The churchs sumptuous circular sanctuary, its gorgeous stained glass windows, and religious murals. Walking past the pointed niches and ornate coffered ceiling, Casio sat in the seat in front of the prayer table. At this moment, it was just him alone. On the back of his right hand, the shield-shaped logo kept flashing. The tip of the shield began to rotate, seeming to be pointing a direction to Casio. Casio stood up and walked to the front of a door. sea??h th ovelFire.et website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Inside, a simple secret room. Upon entering, the door closed automatically behind him with a thud. Just as Casio was about to look around, a low, raspy, emotionless voice that echoed was heard from nearby. Marker, offer the offering. In exchangefor the power of the Secret Soul! Chapter 146 - 146 120 Flesh Enhancement (3000)_1 ?Chapter 146: 120 Flesh Enhancement (3000)_1 Chapter 146: 120 Flesh Enhancement (3000)_1 Casio glanced around but couldnt identify the source of the voice. He looked down at the mark on his right hand. Suddenly, he understood something. He immediately opened the box and pulled out a faintly trembling heart. This was the heart of the Blood Clan, which was extremely tenacious in its life force. Even after many days had passed, it still retained a trace of vitality, though its size had greatly reduced. Now it was probably only two-fifths the size of a normal human heart. Casio held the heart in one hand, stepped to the center of the secret room. In front of a stone column about chest-high to a human, the top of the column was formed by two rotating open hands. He observed it briefly. Then, he placed the heart of the Blood Clan in between the hands. Whoosh Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere and a black fog arose from the stone hands surface, forming a miniature tornado. A moment later, the air flow dissipated, and the heart was gone. That low voice echoed in Casios ears again. Two units of Black Essence have been extracted. Items available for exchange are as follows. Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. 1. Beast Blood (Raven): Take the voucher, go to Black Rain Villas Dawn Hospital, and receive a blood injection. This blood enhances agility and has a certain failure rate. (1.5 Essence) 2. Blue Mercury (Inferior): Take the voucher, go to Black Rain Villas Craniotomy Clinic, and undergo the craniotomy. This mercury is associated with the eyes and affects the enemys blood circulation within their body. (2.0 Essence) 3. Crying Mouth (1 only): Take the voucher, go to Black Rain Villas Limb Hall, and undergo a grafting procedure. The Crying Mouth is taken from a death-sounding demon and can produce sonic attacks. (1.6 Essence) 4. Tendarla Burning Poison (Knowledge): This can be done at the Baptism Church. This poison can generate a peculiar burn that cannot be extinguished by water or wind. It has a multiplied killing effect on dark creatures. (1.2 Essence) 10. Power of Secret Soul: Can be used to improve three-dimensional physical attributes, including but not limited to strength, speed, defense. It can also enhance secret techniques mastered by the Markers. When using Power of Secret Soul, simply imagine the process of practicing secret techniques and it will operate and consume thousands of times in the users body, achieving a time-accelerating, instant enhancing effect. Note, two Essences equal one Secret Soul. Casio stayed where he was, digesting the information in his mind. From the first item to the last. He pondered over each one, suddenly realizing that what was miraculous was not the initial transcendent approaches, but the last item, the Power of Secret Soul! Simply imagine the operation process of the secret techniques, and the Power of Secret Soul will solidify at a thousand times the speed inside the body! This is a real accelerator for cultivation. The Power of Secret Soul can empower an ordinary persons body to master secret techniques and transform the physique to best suit the secret techniques. Though he still needs to learn the combat skills himself, he already possesses the basic physique. With diligent practice, mastering it wont be difficult. He thought about the other potential exchange rewards and suddenly felt lukewarm about them. From Casios eye, those transcendent approaches seemed a bit off the beaten path. Although they could provide formidable fighting power in the early stages, they posed risks and had many disadvantages. Getting strength through surgery carries a certain failure rate. Even when successful, the ability was imbalanced. Aside from when the power was activated, he would be just as vulnerable as an ordinary person. This was nothing short of being deformed and lame. For example, the Beast Blood approach, the transformed beast form can only fight for about ten minutes before entering a weakened state and needing a long rest. Ordinarily, he would be just as vulnerable as any ordinary person who could be killed with a single bullet. Which is faster, the bullet or the transformation? Then theres the Blue Mercury approach, the aftermath of craniotomy could cause persistent headaches. Over-usage could even cause one to pass out. Not to mention the Dark approach, with only one organ strengthened by a dark creature, and it intermittently risked backfire. Compared to secret martial arts, they are really not comparable. Secret martial arts emphasize breaking through human physical limits and represent a comprehensive and harmonious strength. The realm that Casio is in now as a fist method practitioner is still just about having a strong physique. Its said that the later stages of the school would involve mystic spiritual aspects such as aura, intention With such a glorious main road ahead, he naturally would not choose these seemingly strange and dangerous paths. Without any hesitation, he converted all the rewards into the Power of Secret Soul. The item for exchange has been confirmed, 1 Power of Secret Soul. The voice near Casios ear gradually faded, replaced by the sound of pattering rain. He abruptly lifted his head to look around. Unsure of when it started, a fine black rain began to fall in the secret room. Casio looked up at the ceiling, where a layer of grayish-black fog hung, like a low-hanging cloud. The rain was falling on his head, sliding down his hair strands. The cold sensation felt incredibly real. It was indeed rain, not an illusion. When the raindrops touched his skin, Casio instantly felt as if something was trying to burrow into his body. At first, it was barely noticeable. But as the rain intensified, the sensation of something burrowing into his body became more substantial. It was a small stream of warm air. The form was mysteriously similar to the energy of obsession. However, the coldness of Obsession Energy was bone-chilling, and this current carried a warm feeling, somewhat similar to warm blood running through his body. Is this the acquired unit of Secret Soul Power? In an instant, the rainwater in the secret room abruptly stopped. Casio opened his eyes and looked around. The ground was dry, without any trace of the rain that had just fallen. It made one wonder if everything before had merely been an illusion. Disregarding that for now, he sat cross-legged beside the secret room. It seemed that the central stone pillar had completed its offering, and both pairs of rotating open palms began to move inward until they finally clenched together. The spacious room was deadly quiet. Casios heart sank, and he began to recall the scene of his cultivation of the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art. The special moves in the Elephant Soul Secret Technique, the breathing method, the stimulating potions- all of them emerged in his mind like a mirror reflecting light. Like this, he recalled it two or three times. The Secret Soul Power in his body seemed to sense something and immediately burst open with a bang, spreading like a fog throughout Casios body. A warm feeling enveloped him. The next second, his brows furrowed tightly. At that moment, a prickling pain surfaced from his skin and muscles, as if dozens of needles were piercing his body. The prickling feeling became more and more intense, and the number of needles also increased. Ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand Casios whole body began to tremble slightly, a change that would normally take several months or even half a year was instantly completed. His originally fair skin turned red, and sweat sprung from his sweat glands and splashed down, soaking his black clothes. A faint sizzling sound seemed to emanate from his flesh and blood. As if a furnace was baking him all over. After an unknown period, the pain suddenly stopped. Casio instantly opened his eyes and shook his body. The sound of snapping and popping came from his skin, muscles, and bones as his figure grew a size larger. He twisted his neck, making a crisp sound of joints. After briefly feeling his body, his twilight figure appeared to have grown two or three centimeters taller, and muscles started to bulge on his body. If he was previously seen as weak, then now he looked sturdy. Casio subconsciously looked at the upper right corner. Wind Elephant Fist: Elephant Herd 67.3% (Total of three layers) Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Bug Bite 43.2% (total of three layers) Among them, the Wind Elephant Fist was highlighted, while the Elephant Soul Secret Technique was dim. This proved that Casios martial realm had not declined; it was only that his physical quality had been dragged down by his twilight body. It could be noticed that below the dim wordings of Elephant Soul Secret Technique, there was a small highlighted tag that was flickering. Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Spike 5.1% (Total of three layers) This was the current extent of his twilight bodys training. After careful analysis, a peak of federation fifth level equaled an amateur peak, which equaled a professional middle level. And the realm of the Elephant Soul Secret Technique that had just begun to practice the Spike stage was probably slightly higher than the professional middle level, which was higher than the peak of the federation fifth level. The physical quality of the twilight body before was probably between the third and fourth levels, which was a touch higher than the peak of the third level. This was equivalent to an increase of two levels in physical qualities with a unit of Secret Soul Power! It was simply the best accelerator for cultivation. Of course, it was definitely not so exaggerated that a unit of Secret Soul Power directly increased physical strength. The main reason was that Casio possessed the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art specially used to cultivate human strength. Using Secret Soul Power to speed up the cultivation of Secret Martial Art surprisingly resulted in great effects! Clap! Clap! In the secret room, Casio stood in place with his feet apart. One foot step forward, one foot firmly behind. His bodys center of gravity sank, and his hands were held up like fists on either side of the body. Suddenly, a sensation of heavy yet majestic power arose spontaneously. With a swoosh, two shadows rapidly made a streak in the half-empty air. Casios hands swung through the air as if they were spears. A faint whistling sound came from the air. After completing a simpler set of unarmed combat, he retracted his fists, brought his feet together, and stood still. His breathing gradually slowed down. The sudden rise in physical strength was easily controlled by Casio, as he had previously held a stronger power, as easy as that. If it were an ordinary Eerie Night Guest, it would probably take at least half a month to a month to familiarize and adapt to the new strength. Moreover, it is likely that their fighting skills could not keep up with their physical quality. He left the secret room, walked out of the Baptism Church. Casio held up an umbrella, and headed back to his residence. He was feeling rather excited at the moment, not just because his strength had recovered, but because he had verified the enhancing role of the Black Rain Villa. Based on the information he had previously obtained, the legend of the Black Rain Villa was very ancient, and it might have left its mark in every era. Even though the Black Rain Villa sometimes submerged and disappeared, it was still a piece of good news for Casio. Using the Legendary Antiques, he traveled back to the points of the earlier eras, possibly replacing some of the weaker original master. If Casios strength plummeted, he probably wouldnt be able to take control of the situation. But the Black Rain Villa was an aid. He could quickly recover his strength by completing tasks! The establishment of the abilities of Black Rain Villa was beneficial to Casios completion of Obsession in every Era of Retrospection he would embark on in the future. Chapter 147 - 147 121 Stone Armor Skill (3300)_1 ?Chapter 147: 121 Stone Armor Skill (3300)_1 Chapter 147: 121 Stone Armor Skill (3300)_1 He wondered whether the power gained from this method would be recognized by the system when he returned. Of course, that was on top of everything else. If it was recognized, that would be great as his strength would increase dramatically. Even if it wasnt recognized, it wouldnt affect the power he had developed on his own. The main reason he cared about this was that the Black Rain Villa would allow him quick recovery from weakness after time travel, restoring his natural strength. This would effectively increase the success rate of completing the original hosts obsession. Recovering his thoughts, Casio went back to the Crossbow groups base. On his way back to his room, he ran into Black Blade again. Youve already improved? The effect is not bad, your essence, Qi, and spirit have all changed. It seems like your progress with the Denton Gale Arrow technique is not small Black Blade smiled and hung a white towel around his neck. Yes, there is indeed a small breakthrough. Casio responded. However, he didnt specify that it was the Denton Gale Arrow technique that he had a breakthrough on. He just casually responded to Black Blade. Haha, dont be so modest. There is a small gathering around nine oclock in the conference hall in the right district. Its our own crossbow groups informative exchange and a social meeting. Maybe you could meet some friends there. Black Blade patted Casios shoulder and left. A small gathering? Getting some information should be good. Casio opened the door of his room and walked in. He lit the kerosene lamp on the desk, and the room was filled with ample light. After briefly tidying up his room and arranging his bed, Casio didnt plan to stay at Black Rain Villa for a long time, maybe only for one or two nights. Therefore, he had no intention of cleaning or sweeping the floor. That would be too troublesome. Due to his rushed visit to Black Rain Villa this time, he didnt have time to buy medicinal materials for making potions. He could only wear his training suit and practice boxing in the training room of the Crossbow Group. Bang, bang, bang The sandbag that was hanging in the corner kept swaying, the iron bar connecting it to the floor made a crunching noise, and some dust was stirred up. A fist fiercely cut through the air and punched the sandbag. The sandbag vibrated violently and its end swiftly grazed the wall. Casio pulled his somewhat reddened fist back and stretched his shoulders to relax his muscles. His muscular physique contracted and expanded, and drops of sweat fell on his flushed skin. With his physical quality surpassing the peak of Federations Fifth Rank, he was now confident that he could kill that Blood Clan without using the Mechanical Crossbow. After all, Casios boxing technique at the pinnacle of the Elephant Herd Chapter was still there. With his physical quality improved by two small steps, he was confident that he could kill that Blood Clan with just minor injuries as a cost. Casio picked up a white towel from the side, wiped off some sweat; by now it was past six oclock. It was quite dark inside the room, permeating with the smell of sweat. Members of the Crossbow Group also used the training room, but not very often. They fought like a kite, hunting dark creatures with grace like dancing on a knifes edge. Learning to dodge attacks and utilize the terrain was a basic lesson. Casio was not very keen on the combat style of the Crossbow Group. Indeed, it was good-looking and graceful, but it was too fragile. The margin of error was too low, which was not good. The high-level fighters of the Crossbow Group looked like graceful dancers in combat, and their injury rate was extremely low. Compared to being squashed elegantly, Casio preferred to squash others brutally! He opened the door and took a shower in the bathroom. He dried his damp hair in front of the mirror. His handsome face was reflected in the mirror. A curtain of short black hair covered his eyebrows, giving a sense of frailty, below that was a quite meaty body. Casio lifted his right hand and flexed his muscles, reminiscing about the thick arms of his real body, sighed, and shook his head. He put on a change of clothes and headed to the Crossbow Groups cafeteria. They provided basic food here for free, like bread and the like. But for other things, you had to pay, which was quite expensive, much higher than the retail price outside. But that was understandable, considering the Black Rain Villa was in a remote place. After a simple dinner, he fiddled around a bit more. Soon it was nine oclock. The lights in one of the Halls were so bright that you could see clearly. A few dozen old and new members sat around several tables, chatting in groups of three or five. There were some drinks and snacks provided, and no specific organizers. It was purely a gathering. S~ea??h the N?velFire.nt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Casio was sitting in a corner of a table, hands crossed in front of his chest and taking in the surroundings quietly. Next to this table, the others were engaging in spirited conversations, an old member explaining the differences between tasks to two new ones. As an Eerie Night Guest, everyone is required to complete a task periodically. Shield Rank members undertake tasks once every three months, Sword Rank every six months, Badge Rank ones a year, and Knight Rank every two years. The higher the rank, the longer the interval between the periodic tasks. However, their difficulties differ greatly. Lower-ranked tasks are relatively easier, while those of the higher ranks generally involve highly challenging tasks that may result in battles of life and death. Success in a task brings advantages and power progressions. If a task ends in failure and the Markers are still alive, the Decayed Knights in Black Rain Villa will come to kill you! If you manage to survive with your strength, congratulations, you have one more chance to make amends. The difficulty level of your next task will be extremely high, awaiting your completion. Success in your next task means redemption for previous failures. Every Marker has two chances to redeem their mistakes. Another point to note, once you betray the Black Rain Villa, the Villa will endlessly send increasingly powerful Decayed Knights to kill you, no matter where you flee. The Markers live their lives under the Villas control. Apart from regular tasks, Markers can also undertake extra tasks from the Mission Hall. Technically, theres no limit to the number of extra tasks one can take, you could even accept all of them. However, no one is that foolish because the deadline for all the additional tasks are exactly the same. For instance, if a Shield Rank member takes on two more tasks, they must complete all three within three months. If they take five extra tasks, they must complete six in total. The more tasks one takes, the greater the difficulty, and the higher the risk of death. The lower difficulty of Shield Rank tasks is relative, they still pose a danger to Eerie Night Guests. Additionally, some tasks may involve hidden pitfalls and unexpected occurrences. For example, when Casio was on a mission to hunt down Charles, he discovered that Charless father, grandfather, and great-grandfather were awaiting him at Jasmine Mansion. He might even encounter an entire Blood Clan. After all, blood pools typically give rise to clans. Such encounters usually lead to tragedy. In this small gathering, Casio mostly remained silent, being attentive to others discussions, he managed to gather some information. For instance, Eerie Night Guests housed a minor school. The Body Refining Stream, skilled in combat and Hard Qigong, but with a small number of followers, as the majority of them had died. Because members of the Body Refining Stream had to engage in close-range combat with dark creatures, their mortality rate was dramatically high. The combat skills they practiced were only equivalent to the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique, truly meager. Had it not been for a secret manual of Hard Qigong left by an elder member in the school, the Body Refining Stream would have dissolved. Actually, this form of Hard Qigong isnt weak for its level, its just that the physique of Eerie Night Guests didnt reach the human limit. As a result, inner power doesnt suffice, and external techniques were severely restricted. Hence, the Body Refining Stream has always remained a minor school and ranked among the last. Recently, they have even started to sell their core Hard Qigong technique at a very low price, only asking for one unit of Dark Source. Because it didnt sell, theyve now dropped the price to 70% off. The required payment now is only 0.7 units. They guaranteed successful learning. In the Black Rain Villa, Dark Source cannot be traded directly. However, the task tokens and target items required when undertaking extra tasks from the Mission Hall can be given to another person for them to complete the tasks. In this indirect way, a transfer of Dark Source is achieved. Hard Qigong? I wonder what level of skill it is Casio became intrigued. He hasnt forgotten what it felt like when Sand was caught off guard, bullets from the machine gun piercing through his body. If he could have a form of Hard Qigong protection, perhaps he could withstand bullets. Barely a scratch. Half an hour later. The meeting of Crossbow Guild concluded and Casio returned to his room to sleep. Early the next morning, he went to the Body Refining Streams place, a modest small room. The young man who received Casio was overjoyed to hear of his interest in Hard Qigong, eagerly divulging a large volume of information to him. Casio asked a few questions but was ultimately disappointed. The Body Refining Streams Hard Qigong is named Stone Armor Skill, and it only has two levels. When the second level peak is attained, it approximates the introductory level of a Badge Rank, which is simply too weak. Theres not even a Knight Rank? This implies that the upper limit of this supernatural passage is relatively low. However, upon further consideration, Casio realized that physique is closely related to Hard Qigong. The Eerie Night Guests cannot surpass the human limit, thereby limiting the various aspects of Hard Qigong. Perhaps, if combined with the realm of Boxing Method and beyond, this Stone Armor Skill might shine brightly? Casio hesitated slightly, but when the young man gritted his teeth and said he would halve the price, asking only for 0.5 units of Dark Source, Casio didnt hesitate anymore. With such a generous offer, Casio readily paid, borrowing some from Black Blade at the Crossbow Guild, and acquired the Stone Armor Skill. Not eager to learn it immediately, Casio tossed the new secret manual into his room before heading to the Mission Hall. It was the day for the release of extra tasks, precisely at noon. If Casio wants to recover his strength, he cant be parsimonious. Relying on the regular task every three months for recovery would take a few years, naturally, he chose the faster option. Taking on a large number of extra tasks to earn additional Source. There were many in the Mission Hall. There were four blackboard-like squares on the wall facing different directions. The crowd was thickest before the square for Shield Rank, with about twenty to thirty people. As the clock struck twelve, the squares were suddenly filled with strips of white paper bearing small black letters stuck onto the wall. Everyone surged forward to pick the tasks they preferred. Casio was quick to act, without being choosy. He reached out and grabbed a handful of task strips, but found none left when he tried to get more. He moved slightly away from the crowd and opened his hand. Five crumpled task strips lay in his palm. Chapter 148 - 148 122 Succubus Special Service (4484)_1 ?Chapter 148: 122 Succubus Special Service (4484)_1 Chapter 148: 122 Succubus Special Service (4484)_1 He carefully read through each task one by one. Task One: Kill a D-Level Succubus. A series of murders have frequently occurred in the urban area of Windmill City, East Sea County. The victims are mostly adult males, with varying ages and professions. Typically, they disappear at dusk, and their nearly mummified corpses are found the next morning. Its suspected that a dark creature, a succubus, has been using illusion art to transform into a sexy human female to drain adult males. Deadline: Within three months. Dark Source: 1~2 standard units. Note: Specific intelligence can be obtained from the task window in the Mission Hall as stated in the slip. Remember to take your task token before leaving the window. Task Two: Capture a Black Elf. Headless corpses have been found in several fishing villages on the Southeast coast of East Sea County, and the victims are of all ages and genders. Witnesses have spotted a head-sized black elf with an ugly face and tusks in the coastal forest, speculated to be a D-level Black Elf. Its been gathering honey and using human heads to build its nest. The brains inside the skulls are its favorite food, also known as Human Brain Honey. Deadline: Within three months. Dark Source: 1.5~2.5 standard units. Task Three: Kill a D-Level Shadow Demon in Tingda City, Northern East Sea County. Lately, there have been victims dying in the streets every night. The corpses bear no injury traces, but their shadow contours are blurred, with their spiritual will possibly being drained by a Shadow Demon. Deadline: Within three months. Dark Source: 2.0~2.5 standard units. Task Four: Task Five: A total of five tasks. If Casio can successfully complete them all, he will obtain more than 10 standard units of Dark Source. This would greatly speed up Casios recovery of his strength. Additionally, just by looking at these tasks, its clear that this world isnt as tranquil as it appears on the surface, with numerous bizarre creatures lurking in human society waiting to hunt. However, these outliers are rare, normal humans or even other extraordinary beings outside of their circle can hardly encounter them. At least in the past seventy years, there have not been any news about these things in the Secret Martial Circle of North Flow Country in the Hong Li Federation. This verifies how well these outliers are hidden. Entities as uncanny as the Black Rain Villa that constantly monitor them, obtain detailed information like what Casio has at the moment. This is probably an example of the old adage C each profession produces its own experts. Casio put one of the adoption slips back into his palm, his eyelids slightly drooping. He was surprised to see his old friend, the Shadow Demon, among the targets to be hunted this time. Perhaps he could search for some information about the Shadow Demon in this age, after all, Eerie Night Guest is an expert. Maybe he could get some intel on the Shadow Demons weakness. Just as Casio was lost in thought, someone suddenly patted his shoulder. Turning his head, he saw a man, about one meter and eighty-five centimeters tall. This man, with grey-black long hair wildly draped over his shoulders, had profound and rugged facial features. His eyes were emerald, and he had a messy beard. He exuded a primitive aura. Do you need something? Asked Casio indifferently. Could you give me one of your tasks? The man replied succinctly. No. Casios response was also very straightforward. sea??h th Novl?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Okay. The grey-haired man did not hesitate. He turned around and walked in another direction, presumably intending to ask others for tasks. Casio was momentarily taken aback. He had thought that his blunt refusal would make the grey-haired man angry, leading to mocking comments, and then would covertly bear a grudge against him, trying to snatch away his tasks. Unexpectedly, none of those things happened. The other party most likely did not bear him any malice, Casios senses were extremely sharp, and he could usually perceive sizable emotional fluctuations. The grey-haired man really turned around and left. An interesting person Casio took note of the specific features of the grey-haired man. Just as he was about to stride away, a man wearing a black leather coat blocked his path. The mans figure was just as burly, with a formidable aura emanating from him. The shirt under his leather coat was adorned with a silver metal V. Do you need something? Casio repeated his previous words. I saw you taking a lot of tasks just now. Give me a few, since you cant finish all these tasks anyway, right? The man in the leather coat spoke without any courtesy, exuding dominance. Casio sneered inwardly. Just when he thought the grey-haired man was unconventional, someone conventional showed up, I can complete all these tasks. You dont need to bother. Casio didnt give the man a chance to threaten him. He simply turned around and squeezed through the crowd towards the window. From behind, the man in the leather coat couldnt help but swear, What, taking on five tasks all at once, looking for death? Damn it, I wanted to lessen your burden and you werent even grateful! This idiot is definitely going to die, wasting five extra tasks. Newbies nowadays really think too highly of themselves Grinding his teeth in anger, his sharp tusks revealed the man in the leather coat to be a member of the Beast Faction. Based on the shape of his tusks, he was likely a tiger or a wolf. But at this moment, Casio had already moved on to register at the window. The man in the leather coat had no choice but to turn around and look for other people in the hall. Five minutes later, Casio walked out of the mission hall, holding five tokens. He put them in his pocket on his way back to his residence. That night, the Black Rain Villa passed on the regular tasks for the next three months through the mark. Casio didnt bother with these, after all, he already had five tasks, and more debt doesnt worry the debtor.