??Chapter 573: 312 Domination of the Underworld Begins with the Subjugation of Black Spade ‘A’ Organization” (6300) _1
Chapter 573: 312 Domination of the Underworld Begins with the Subjugation of Black Spade ‘A’ Organization” (6300) _1
Without further delay, Casio didn’t want to waste more ti.
He directly knocked on the door of the room next door.
“Who is it?” A voice ca from inside the room.
“.”
With a creak, the door opened. A man in a black tailcoat and top hat ca out. Through the crack, he could see behind him, the table was strewn with tal poker cards and long, finger-thick cones. They were all suitable for telekinesis and were probably being maintained.
“Lord Fengxiang?” Bass looked at Casio with a touch of confusion in his eyes, his voice a little uncertain. The man in front of him was alike and yet unlike Casio. Whether in height, appearance, or even aura, there was a certain change.
“It’s .” Casio walked right in.
Bass hesitated for a mont, then turned around and closed the door. Then he asked uncertainly, “Your appearance, your height, How…”
“It’s quite normal for things to change due to a breakthrough in strength.” Casio’s tone didn’t change at all. He didn’t need to prove himself to his subordinates. His gaze turned to the tailor-made tal props on the table, and he walked over.
“Then… congratulations on your breakthrough, sir…”
While Bass was puzzled by Casio’s changes more than anything, he felt sothing familiar. So he didn’t doubt Casio’s identity.
Casio’s sudden visit probably ant that he had so things to discuss.
So Bass took the initiative to ask.
“My lord, is there sothing…”
Click-clack-clickity-clack…
The harsh sound of tal tearing interrupted his words. Bass turned to look and saw that Casio had reached out a hand and grabbed a stack of tal poker cards on the table. His fingers flexed slightly like an eagle’s claw, and the tough alloy astonishingly began to warp and deform inch by inch. It was as fragile as if it was made of paper. After a few kneads, a stack of tal cards was turned into a ball.
“…” Bass opened his mouth but couldn’t say anything. These tal poker cards were custom-made for him, made of alloy, which is both hard and tough. Even using all his strength, Bass couldn’t bend even one, let alone a whole stack of dozens.
Just as he was thinking, a sharp gaze turned his way. Looking directly into it, all Bass saw was deep, inky blue.
Like a bottomless vortex, it was frightening.
“Bass, you’re a New Human, born with the telekinetic ability to manipulate and move objects. Ordinary humans pose no threat to you, just like rabbits. Your telekinesis can accelerate tal cards, tal balls, tal cones. You’re basically carrying a high-powered handgun, and yet it’s much more convenient and covert. Quite useful…”
Casio’s speech broke off, and he sat straight down on the nearby sofa, leaning back, his arms crossed. His imposing aura and bewitching eyes were quite the scene.
“But, that’s about it…”
Listening to this, Bass wanted to retaliate subconsciously but honestly couldn’t muster the strength. Because he knew in his heart that what Casio was saying was true. His telekinetic power, as fancy as it sounded, was barely equivalent to the destructive power of firearms.
Maybe it was much more powerful than the top gunners, but that was about it. If a group of over ten people ambushed him with gunfire, Bass would likely get shot dead on the spot.
Of course, if he attacked first, that group of gunners might just get ambushed instead. A classic case of strong offense but weak defense.
“Let
make you so tea.”
Standing still in silence didn’t seem right, so Bass got up and took a tal tea canister from the bookshelf. He scooped a few spoonfuls of tea leaves into the pot, added hot water, and sohow produced so milk.
He set it aside, to be added later for flavor.
Casio watched all of this without stopping him and continued, “It’s not that I look down on you New Humans, but this is the fact. Although you arrogantly call yourselves ‘New Humans,’ being born with powers that are easier for ordinary people, as if you were above humans, the potential of this power is too low.”
“New Humans categorize their strength into grades ABCD. You are C-ranked, Shockwave is A-ranked, as is that Silver Gun Soro we encountered last ti. Yet none of you could defeat even a
from that ti. Let
think… Oh, at that ti, I had just broke through the Major Achievent in boxing and mastered the Hard Qigong. With such power, none of the White Skull Organization mbers could defeat , there must have been three or four A-ranked mbers.”
Casio spoke without fluctuations in his tone, not even a hint of mockery. He was rely stating a cruel fact.
“Judging by my power, your so-called A-ranked New Humans are just about the strength of a boxer accelerating from the first to the second node. Perhaps only the legendary S-rank could reach the Major Accomplishnt of the third node of boxing, but according to the information you provided, there are no S-ranked New Humans right now.” He continued with a slight smile on his lips.
“All along, you’ve been taking the wrong path, all that nonsense about telekinetic power, ridiculous abilities. The human body is the most powerful and miraculous thing. In my view, choosing the twisted little paths instead of the broad daylight is simply putting the cart before the horse.”
“Bass, listen carefully. My cultivation is in the realm of Secret Martial Art. First, there’s the ordinary human level, amateur-professional level. The Federation’s five ranks are included in these two levels, with the peak of the fifth rank equivalent to the mid-level professional. The next level significantly surpasses the human limit, which we call a ‘boxer’.”
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