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The first day of the International Exchange eting ended at dusk.

All four of Casio’s subordinates naturally finished with unbeaten records. They did not use their formidable power to overwhelm their opponents, but instead matched their strength to that of their opponents—strong when facing the strong, and weak when facing the weak—striving to demonstrate the strengths and weaknesses of four different Boxing thods for Casio’s quiet observation. Sotis, watching lower-level Boxing thods was necessary. After all, once back in the Real World, Casio could no longer use Qi infusion to practice the secret techniques of the Magical Golem Sect. He could only let his subordinates train slowly, increasing their strength stage by stage. And at different stages, they always had to fight the enemy.

This ti at the International Exchange eting, the four commanders deliberately lowered their strength to elaborate the fighting effects of the Secret Martial Arts, which perfectly simulated the specific circumstances.

Now it seed, the results were not bad, quite characteristic and advantageous.

Throughout the day, Casio paid close attention not only to the performance of his four subordinates but also kept a distant track of that Door Organization mber. He noticed that the person, intentionally or unintentionally, always liked to move close to the side where the Yana United States team’s arena was located, as if observing sothing.

Perhaps the Door Organization was interested in the Secret Martial Arts schools of the South Reef Continent?

After the Exchange eting, Casio followed that person until he reached a residence in East Sea City and then the individual ceased any other activities.

Nor did the suspect et or communicate with other Door Organization mbers.

It seed as if only a vanguard had arrived for now.

Magic Phoenix Saint Fist, the first King’s Representative— the real comndable fighting strength of the Door Organization was these two individuals. Additionally, there was the elusive leader, Xiadu. Casio wasn’t sure if it was just his impression, but he always felt the Door Organization had an unimaginable enthusiasm for the Secret Martial Arts World. Whenever sothing happened in the Martial Arts World, the Door Organization always had to intervene, even to the extent of persuading and recruiting so schools’ geniuses who were about to break through to Ultimate Fighter level, even providing them with collected Door Fragnts for their use first.

Speaking of Door Fragnts, Casio suddenly realized that all those who owned Door Fragnts were Fighters without exception. Even the future Black chanism Steward, Grim Reaper Amos, who practiced the Ancient Era secret techniques—the embryonic form of Secret Martial Arts—also possessed formidable Qi. Why must only Fighters accommodate the Door Fragnts? Why not other Transcendent Beings?

Xiadu, as the leader of the Door Organization, maintained a vague relationship with dark creatures. Why not use these dark creatures as his subordinates to execute his will? Instead, he used Fighters born from the Martial Arts World. The relationship seed complicated, but Casio believed there was a reason. The Door Fragnts were not rely periodic power-boosting chanisms; they had a deeper aning and a more critical purpose.

With little information available, Casio could only make bold guesses. He certainly didn’t see the Door Organization as just a worldwide, loosely connected force.

They undoubtedly had targets, deeply hidden targets.

Ti flew by, and five days had passed, it was now August 1.

The competition at the International Exchange eting was still ongoing. As there were many contestants this ti—not only representatives sent by various Secret Martial Arts Worlds of the Hong Li Empire, but also masters from other two powerful countries and a host of smaller countries—the competition was fierce. Particularly, the masters from Yana United States were making a strong impression, seemingly because of their rich actual combat experience from previous wars, exhibiting a very ruthless approach when they struck.

Many powerful figures from the Secret Martial Arts Worlds of the Hong Li Empire were defeated one after another.

The Eastern Martial World, in particular, was embarrassingly underperforming and was a massive letdown.

The younger generation of the Eastern Martial World consisted of four rising stars, each significantly surpassing other talents, coming from various rich Secret Martial Arts Schools. They were all core representatives, the next leaders of their respective schools. Yet, in five days of battle, these rising Eastern stars were defeated before they could shine.

Fran of the Cross Sword, who had an ordinary appearance but arms extending past his knees, had his tiger’s mouth split open by a black-clothed youth right on the spot. Even the final punch, which struck the blade of the sword, forced it out of his hand due to imnse force. For a swordsman to have his sword flung from his hand was a trendous humiliation.

And Roland of the Northbound Boxing had his confidence nearly shattered by a scarred man with a blind left eye. They matched speed against speed, strength against strength, which was precisely Roland’s preferred and best combat style. Yet, his strengths were ultimately defeated and crushed by his opponent.

Besides them, various other little geniuses who boasted loudly were also defeated by foreign Secret Martial Arts masters. Although so from the Secret Martial Arts Worlds of the Hong Li Empire also defeated so opponents, overall, they were at a disadvantage. After all, they were the hosts, and the other countries seed to have an implicit agreent to target them together. Moreover, the representatives that stepped forward were all elites with a slight advantage in quality.

This made the Secret Martial Arts Worlds of the Hong Li Empire even more anxious.

If they couldn’t gain an advantage in the sparring of the younger generation, they hoped that at least their Fighters could have so advantages. Especially since everyone had no expectation of excelling in top-tier fighting power. Facing Whale King Arlington, they did not hope to win but only wished not to lose too embarrassingly.

Clearly, appearing to be at a disadvantage both at the bottom and top tiers, it was naturally ti for the middle-tier—Elders and Gate Masters of various schools—to step up.