??Chapter 981: 501 Xiadu also knows Southern Dipper Secret Martial Art? (4000)_2
Chapter 981: 501 Xiadu also knows Southern Dipper Secret Martial Art? (4000)_2
Thud! Casio’s whole body shuddered as the clothes on his back shattered from the shock, and the montum exploded outwards, distorting the air. Yet he did not take a single step back, his eyes bloodshot as he slashed downward with his hand knife.
The hand knife swiftly traced a sharp, slender arc through the air.
It aid directly at Xiadu’s knee, intending to disable his entire leg.
Whoosh! A rapid tearing sound filled the air as Xiadu’s punch, like a spring, gathered to its limit and then thrust forward with terrifying speed.
It started slow then suddenly accelerated, like a rapier intending to pierce through Casio’s neck.
Casio could only rapidly switch tactics, giving up that opportunity. His hand knife’s trajectory slightly shifted, directly colliding with Xiadu’s punch with a bang.
Both n were forced back, their footprints deeply embedded in the rock.
And all these exchanges were completed within the ti of a single breath. Ordinary people could only see a blur of afterimages. The extre combat that had just occurred might seem like the fighting techniques of ordinary fighters, not like a clash of mighty moves with trendous montum. However, in reality, this was truly perilous. Casio concentrated a vast amount of qi into the limb that was about to collide, without wasting an ounce, utilizing it to its limit. If before the montum was like a tidal wave, now it was like a mass of tide water compressed into a steel column. Although it seed the montum had diminished and the oppressive force had weakened, in reality, the danger and the stakes of life-and-death had dramatically escalated.
For instance, the kick that Xiadu had landed on Casio’s chest, had it been on a mountain, would have the force to pierce right through the entire mountainbody!
Only a body of a demon idol that could rival an ultimate fighter could withstand it.
Normally, confronting a top-tier fighter or an ultimate fighter, they would have exploded on the spot. The manner of death would definitely be unimaginably grueso and unbearable.
At the summit, the gale swept through. Two silhouettes faced each other, their tattered cloaks fluttering wildly. Casio suppressed the chaos within his body’s aura, his gaze fixated on the figure opposite him. Xiadu, still cloaked in his black robe, appeared cold and unemotional, like a puppet driven solely by instinct.
Was his real body still asleep? Did the clone seem mindless?
rely relying on instinct, it fought Casio to a standstill in close combat. This shocked Casio a bit, but then again, he wasn’t surprised. With a thousand years of ti, a thousand years of accumulation, even a fool with the worst innate talent for Secret Martial Art could beco a boxing master.
Not to ntion Xiadu.
This clone of Xiadu obviously bore the various skills and abilities of the original. When Casio posed a threat, the clone would naturally release so of its combat power, revealing a part of its capabilities.
“This is an opportunity!!!”
Casio imdiately realized that this was a rare chance.
He could use this limited-threat clone to indirectly glimpse the abilities and strength of Xiadu’s real body, lifting part of the veil of mystery.
This would be of imnse significance when he eventually returned to the real world and ended everything. At least, Casio wouldn’t have to go blindly challenge Xiadu without knowledge and avoid a painful lesson.
For a mont, Casio’s gaze grew solemn, his eyes deepening.
He slowly exhaled two sinuous streams of white air from his nostrils, instantly adopting a combat stance, one foot forward, one foot back. His spine slightly arched, like a mantis poised to strike. Simultaneously, his arms unfolded behind him like the wings of a soaring raptor, his palms shaped like eagle claws.
“Southern Dipper Red Vulture Fist…”
Behind him, a surging scarlet qi ford a gigantic vulture.
The vulture’s wings spread wide, its fierce feathers appearing densely packed like scales.
On Casio’s body, forty-four acupuncture points lit up, transforming into scarlet stars. They corresponded and ford a blood vulture totem.
“Co on, let’s see what top-tier Secret Martial Art you have?”
He stared relentlessly at the figure opposite, watching Xiadu’s movents.
However, the next second, Casio’s eyes widened in disbelief, and his roaring voice was tinged with anger, “Impossible!”
“Southern Dipper Secret Transmission!?”
Directly opposite, the otherwise silent Xiadu, suddenly adopted a combat stance. His legs spread apart, feet anchoring deeply into the rock, presenting an extrely stable posture. His spine straightened like a great dragon, his left hand spread across his chest, his right hand upright in front of him.
Assuming a cross-like blocking motion.
On his ethereal body, each faintly golden acupuncture point echoed the others as they lit up, like electric lights in a lit-up billboard. Lined up horizontally and vertically, they also ford a cross shape.
Upon closer inspection, they totaled a shocking ninety-nine!!!
“What is this? Southern Dipper Boxing thod?”
“Why are there ninety-nine acupuncture points when the limit is only sixty-six? Cross? Southern Dou Cross? Southern Cross? It’s different from the other Southern Dipper Secret Transmissions!” Casio’s aura briefly stuttered.
His eyes locked onto Xiadu, as if he wanted to peer through the darkness of the cloak to see the elusive and mysterious physique and true face beneath.
Ancient Boxing thod, Southern Dipper Secret Transmission.
Is Xiadu also a Southern Dipper Successor? Or the founder?
No, impossible! The Southern Dipper Boxing thod was initially established to deal with dark creatures and is extrely opposed to them! How could a Southern Dipper Practitioner possibly be followed and revered like an emperor by dark creatures?
“Betrayal? Is it betrayal?”
“Or perhaps, in that mysterious Ancient Era, sothing happened that I am completely unaware of! I refuse to believe that a Southern Dipper Successor could betray the will of the Southern Dipper Secret Transmission’s boxing thod, which would cause the path of Secret Martial Arts to collapse…”
Casio suddenly inhaled, his chest burning hot. It was as if a surge of unexplained rage gushed upwards, continuously scorching his brain.
“Kill!!!”
With a bang, the scarlet Blood Vulture Bird suddenly burst out, rging with his form. It glided fiercely towards Xiadu’s position.
“Clang!”
Xiadu leapt up, and behind him was a vague pale golden giant cross, just like the Judgnt Sword held by the Holy Spirit in the church.
He swung a punch, and the cross sliced down, annihilating the ninety-nine golden stars.
Boom!
The Blood Vulture Bird collided with the golden cross, causing a series of explosions and loud noises. The air vibrated outward, spreading wildly like water waves.
The two great forces collided rapidly, even causing the mountain to resonate.
Thin cracks spread throughout the inside and outside of the mountain peak.
On the surface of Xiadu’s body, the ninety-nine stars finally revealed their true form during the collision with Casio, first transforming the thirty-three stars into phantoms, leaving only sixty-six. Then a deep inky Dark Energy enveloped them, causing them to disappear until only forty-six remained.
Only two more than Casio’s forty-four.
At this mont, Casio, still grappling with Xiadu, his eyes suddenly brightened, and a grim smile appeared on his lips. Regardless, the opponent was definitely not an original Southern Dipper Successor. Otherwise, the Southern Dipper Secret Transmission wouldn’t have been weakened repeatedly, with its power drastically reduced.
“What Xiadu is showing now is just a shell, a facade!”
“Where is its essence hidden?!”
Flas of scarlet erupted from Casio’s eyes as he punched Xiadu back, his arms suddenly spread wide. The three frequencies of Magic puppet secret weapon rged into one, and the most powerful form of Demon Idol imdiately descended.
A massive Demon Idol phantasm appeared behind Casio, opening its arms like a guardian deity, the osseous armor on its body heavy and nacing.
Above his head, a scarlet Blood Moon floated in mid-air.
“Roar!!!”
The Demon Idol roared to the sky, emitting an ancient beast-like roar.
It charged forward, rging with Casio. Its feet trampled and shattered the mountain peak, transforming into a massive beast fiercely charging at Xiadu.
“Reveal your essence!”
It charged forward, rging with Casio. Its feet trampled and shattered the mountain peak, transforming into a massive beast fiercely charging at Xiadu.
“Reveal your essence!”
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