??Chapter 989: 505 fighters head to Immortal Island (4300)_2
Chapter 989: 505 fighters head to Immortal Island (4300)_2
So top fighters ambitiously braved the gale and residual effects from the clash between the two master boxers on the mountain peak, feeling deeply thrilled inside.
The various Secret Martial Arts World camps, especially the lower and middle-ranked disciples, chatted.
“Is this what it ans to be at the level of an Ultimate Fighter, the stage closest to the Holy Fist Realm? To reach this stage, a Secret Martial Arts practitioner has indeed beco inhuman, with their strength completely liberated, even capable of rivaling natural disasters. Every punch and kick possesses imnse power, turning them into the most terrifying combat machines. It’s just like the figures from myths and legends…”
“Perhaps those mythical legends were about Secret Martial Arts practitioners who cultivated to such advanced realms! It’s just that as the stories were passed down through the ages, they gradually beca distorted and mythologized…”
While so were reflecting, others were filled with ambition.
They were the erging dark horses in the Secret Martial Arts World, similar to the ‘Eastern Four Stars’, the ‘Northern Three Heroes’. So had made a na for themselves at this International Exchange eting, drawing everyone’s attention and receiving adulation like stars in the sky.
“Can we reach that level in the future? The power to turn mountains and seas upside down with a re gesture is so overwhelmingly desirable!”
“Yes, we definitely can! My goal, my dream, is to one day reach that level! To glimpse the legendary Holy Fist Realm. Even if I could just have one look, just one look, I would die without regrets…”
“While I agree with your idea on an idealistic level, I still have to throw cold water on it. Let’s first think about how we can break through to the Fighter Realm. It’s not every large school’s first core mber that can cross that threshold. Even after becoming a new Fighter, there are still veteran powerhouses and top-tier existences, and only then cos the Ultimate Fighter Realm…”
“You know, a Veteran Fighter has already earned the qualification to beco the leader of a school. Top-tier Fighters are even rarer existences in one corner of the Secret Martial Arts World, each with a resounding reputation, with only a handful of them. Take a major sect like the Star Ring Fist, they have only one top-tier Fighter, who is over eighty years old. It’s safe to say that for the next two or three generations, no one will succeed him…”
“And as for the Ultimate Fighters, the Yana United States has seen only one in the last two or three years, the Whale King Arlington. Our Hong Li Federation, it’s just that one from the Southern Secret Martial Arts Community twenty years ago. If it weren’t for the sudden ergence of the boxing master from the Magical Golem Sect, I’m afraid the entire vast Hong Li Empire would not have a single one…”
It wasn’t just the young talents discussing; the elders and gate masters of the major schools were also talking. Their conversations were more oriented towards their schools.
And it wasn’t just about Casio’s how incredibly powerful.
From all directions, gazes turned towards the residence of the Magical Golem Sect as if it had beco a much-coveted prize. So were openly eager, while others were very discreet. The most discreet of them naturally belonged to an elderly gaze from the Star Ring Fist, the ‘feigning death’ veteran Victor.
He even had a hint of gratitude in his eyes, his heart relieved. Victor had indeed survived by feigning death, but what about afterwards? If the truth that he hadn’t died was exposed, he would inevitably bear a stigma, and the reputation of the Star Ring Fist would suffer. Unless Victor avoided all contact with people and lived as if he were dead for the rest of his life.
But despite his age, he still had a good life ahead! At most, his strength declined, but the secret Hibernation technique could prolong his life. Victor wanted to spend more ti with his great-grandchildren and nurture them himself.
He was very optimistic about this bloodline, now in its fourth generation.
Therefore, it would be difficult to keep Victor’s survival a secret. In the event of defeat, all eyes would seek to attribute bla, and the ‘feigning death’ Victor would definitely be served with a large share of the bla. But what about under the atmosphere of victory? Many things could be tolerated, and minor displeasures and irrationalities would be overlooked with a laugh, without anyone dwelling on them.
As long as Victor made up a reasonable excuse. Saying he had previously suffered from an internal heart injury, and after a round of intense fighting, his heart montarily stopped beating. Bodily functions ceased, as if he were dead.
It would be easy to fool others, after all, respect for the elderly is important.
Major schools would also need to give the Star Ring Fist so face, without digging too deeply.
And all this was contingent on the victory of the Hong Li Empire.
Magical Golem Sect’s Casio, undoubtedly solved a huge problem for Victor. Unintentionally, he assisted both Victor and the Star Ring Fist. This made Victor secretly grateful; he really valued his own reputation.
Only second to his life.
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Boom boom boom…
Suddenly, there was a sound like muffled thunder from the sky, as the storm advanced.
Everyone looked up.
A black teor was seen gliding towards them, picking up speed as it approached.
In the blink of an eye, the teor plumted towards the ground.
With a bang, it created a pit, and a silhouette erged from within.
Blond hair wild as a lion’s mane fluttered chaotically. Beneath the blond hair were cold, sharp eyes, and the deep blue pupils resembled an abyss. His handso face had distinct features, with a hint of dominance between his brows. None of Bai Kui’s original softness and beauty remained.
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