??Chapter 558: 305 Sonic Snake Fist? Explosion Fist! (4200)_2
Chapter 558: 305 Sonic Snake Fist? Explosion Fist! (4200)_2
He was thodically executing the last orders issued by his original body.
Practicing the basics of Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist.
Testing the progress of the inheritor’s cultivation.
The inheritor could only use the basic moves; any transgression would result in a near-death state. Slowly, he began to extricate himself from the World of Qi.
A good idea.
However, he encountered the cunning Casio.
If you killed him directly in the World of Qi, it would be over. But you missed by just a hair’s breadth. After ten minutes, Casio was back in full spirit!
First, he hunted the branch of the Blood Clan in Ming Mountain City, then he entered the Alfama Mountains to kill the direct line of the Blood Clan. In the Akaba Ruins, he fought with exotic species in the four levels. He had stored a large amount of life vibration energy in his body using the secret martial art of the Demon Idol, although it didn’t help much in enhancing strength due to its low quality, it was great for healing wounds!
As long as Casio didn’t die on the spot, he could have hundreds of lives. Revive full of blood every ten minutes.
It’s all about foresight and preparation.
Eight or nine minutes passed.
The half-dead body on the ground stood up again, unscathed, but much paler.
You couldn’t tell that he had just been pulverized by a punch.
Casio dusted off the mud on his clothes, his nerves in the limbs still tingling slightly. He adjusted himself on the spot, taking a few deep breaths.
“The guess might be right, or it might be wrong. We need to test it again.” Casio walked towards the direction of the pond waterfall.
Due to soone’s constant near-death experiences.
The World of Qi refreshed.
The old Extre Fist boxer was still sitting cross-legged on the blue stone, bearing the massive waterfall pouring down from above.
Casio stood at the edge of the pond looking at the old man showing off again.
He stood up, the waterfall shot out at an angle, and a piece of forest was destroyed. The sa as the first experience.
Then, the old man flew to an open space next to the pond.
He started practicing the basics of Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist without a word. Casio didn’t want to waste it, so he studied it carefully again.
An hour later, his proficiency had reached about 18%.
When the white-haired old man taught the last move.
The muscles of Casio’s entire body were tense, with wire-like lines coiled under the skin. His body, in the state of a Demon Idol, expanded inch by inch, evolving towards an inhuman monster. Dense, blue, vein-like lines snaked all over his body like tiny snakes.
As he took in a normal breath, the airflow around him suddenly spiraled back, forming a spiral white vortex. The imnse body heat emanating from him incessantly baked the surrounding air.
“Co on! I’m ready!”
Casio split his mouth into a grin, his smile wicked. Although he faced an Extre Fist, he couldn’t bear to be beaten by a punch. It really hurt his pride and confidence. Casio wanted a full burst.
He hoped to struggle for two or three moves under the terrifying pressure.
Whoosh! The white-haired old man completed the final move.
A flash of ferocity in Casio’s eyes, it seed like there were two red shadows floating in his pupils. His whole body lunged forward, making a loud noise of friction with the air, like a falling teorite.
“Co on!”
The ground cracked with a bang, and the power gushed out like a flood.
He rose, he charged, he was knocked out by a punch!
Bang!
Casio flew out like a storm, smashing into the mountain and creating a deep human-shaped hole in it.
His entire body was stuck there, with his limbs and head drooping.
It seed that all the bones in his body had been shattered by the punch.
The South Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist carried out by the old Extre Fist boxer was essentially an explosive punch; all the sounds that had been retracted during stretching were added to the final Echo Strength, and its power was astonishing.
“Such a domineering force, cough…cough….”
He cocked his head slightly, blood flowing from seven orifices, breathing was weak.
Barely prying open his eyes through a slit, enduring the pain.
Casio glanced at the rainbow in the sky: “It’s coming…”
Pattering, Pattering…Bang!
History repeats itself. Sa old trick.
Ten minutes later.
Casio got up from the ground, feeling refreshed. He quickly mobilized his body joints, twisted his neck, and stood at the edge of the pond. His eyes stared through the mist at the silhouette under the waterfall.
Murmuring to himself.
“Very well, so now I have hundreds of lives…”
Casio didn’t feel blissful about finding loopholes or shortcuts at all, because this itself is a part of his strength. Why should he feel as if he had taken advantage of sothing undeserved? The vibration energy from life cos from the secret martial art of the Demon Idol, and the Demon Idol martial art is his own creation, the logic is clear.
Deeply inhaling, Casio stepped up to the edge of the pond in a few strides.
He watched the terrifying force of the Extre Fist again.
Casio had already found the best position and waited quietly. He was standing beside a large tree, two ters away was a bluestone, and in front of him was a large flat area good for performing movents.
Ding.
The white-haired elder lightly wafted over, paused for a while, and started performing basic moves of the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist.
Casio’s gaze was fixated, with a sudden thought.
Just like what Feng Liusi had revealed to him when they were in Death Valley, South Dipper Red Vulture Fist relies heavily on the integration of the boxing thod and the cultivator’s understanding of it as an ancient boxing thod. If there is no integration at all, even a fighter can’t get started.
The higher the integration, the faster the cultivation process, and the more terrifying the power displayed. Casio is a case in point.
In fact, his main personality is not a bloodthirsty person, he is essentially gentle and elegant, “live and let live”. The slight deviation is due to the Demon Shadow Possession, causing influence from the dark characteristics of dark creatures.
This is why he sotis seems a little brutal.
Later, due to his creation of the Demon Idol secret martial arts, the three main ntal thods divided his personality emotions. Among them, the killing personality ca from the remnants left by the dark creature – the Demon Idol. So, in essence, they desired killing. A naturally suitable person for the cultivation of South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, a good sprout!
The effects have been obvious during this period.
And the other aloof personality cos from the extre indifference of demon worms, which also lies at the extre end of an emotion.
Casio felt for no reason, the aloof personality might have a certain degree of integration with the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist. Because both have the characteristic of being good at calculation, like a poisonous snake, quietly waiting for a loophole.
He had tried his main personality for the first two tis, and the efficiency was not high. While the killing personality obviously rejected, incompatible. Only the aloof personality which could just be tested on the third round.
The cross-shaped dent on his forehead glowed slightly, Casio’s eyes quickly turned cold, like a piece of ten thousand-year-old mysterious ice just dug out.
His originally slightly fluctuating respiratory rate naturally ca under control, each interval was fixed. The muscles of the body stretched and moved, each strength was perfectly consud. The steps were like the asurent of a ruler.
He was like a robot, executing his mission target.
The gently clouded daylight, the erald mountains paved with a layer of fuzzy gold. Thin lines of light spread from the top of the mountains to the dense forest.
The waterfall had an unusual amount of moisture, steaming up as if it was covered in a layer of light fog. It was hazy and bright, just like a brightly stead do of light.
The semi-circular pond, beneath a green tree, at one side of a bluestone.
Two figures stretching their bodies slowly appeared, like a beautiful silhouette frozen in the forest. Under the state of the aloof personality, Casio was indeed more compatible with it than the main personality. He was like the best imitation machine, replicating the elder’s moves.
Raising an arm, circling the body, retracting a leg, turning, punching…
A series of basic movents strung together into a harsh move. An hour later, Casio was fifty percent skilled in these movents, the efficiency was far apart from before.
It wasn’t just three tis more efficient than before on the surface. After all, the combinations were complicated as the number of movents increased, the latter parts would be much more challenging than before.
The aloof personality and the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist had a relatively strong integration. Of course, without comparison, Casio didn’t know how good the integration really was. But, it’s definitely excellent.
This point, he was absolutely certain.
Swish.
The white-haired elder retracted his fist, it was ti for the assessnt.
Without changing his expression, Casio stretched his palms a little, sending out a grating sound of steel. He decided to use himself, who was fifty percent proficient in the basic movents of the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist, to challenge the elder.
With the sa strength, the sa speed, and the sa simple moves. Even if Casio couldn’t overco the Extre Fist, he should be able to hold on for a dozen moves, right? Maybe even twenty moves.
“Let
learn once more.”
“Your explosive power…”
He assud a stance, like a python ready to strike.
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