bookpower Chapter 416 - 416 240 Sacred Ice and Frost True Skill (4200) _2
Chapter 416 - 416 240 Sacred Ice and Frost True Skill (4200) _2
Chapter 416: 240 Sacred Ice and Frost True Skill (4200) _2 Chapter 416: 240 Sacred Ice and Frost True Skill (4200) _2 Having taken that punch, Casio was inexplicably reminded of the last time he visited Death Valley in
Feng Liusi shook his head and said, “We didn’t control him, it’s just that the Deathfang Power in Casio’s body has been exhausted.”
His gaze shifted to the muscular giant who stood like a sculpture, motionless. Casio’s eyes were tightly closed at this moment, the cross-shaped indent on his forehead flickering with light constantly.
His body was full of dense injuries, everywhere there were traces of blood and wounds, as well as the signs of frostbite on the skin covering the joints.
Even with his strong body, Casio was left battered and bruised at the hands of the two veteran fighters.
Sheng Feinan took one look at Casio’s bloodied body.
“Feng Liusi, what will you do now that your apprentice is in this condition? Can he still accompany you for that task? Without at least half a year…”
“I’m afraid…”
His words suddenly fell silent, his gaze lingering on Casio’s body as if he realized something was wrong. Sheng Feinan took a step forward to take a closer look and gasped.
“This regenerative power… this physique… what kind of secret martial art is this?”
Casio, who stood frozen in place, could now be seen visibly healing at a remarkable speed. The robust muscles writhed to close the wounds, and the skin joined and healed itself.
Though the injuries inflicted by Feng Liusi and his partner were severe, they had not damaged any bones or severed any limbs. Casio, in his demon idol state, had dramatically increased self-healing abilities, a trait inherited from the indestructible dark creatures. Just like how his chest was previously hollowed out and his heart blown away in a previous battle against Feng Liusi, he had quickly recovered.
So, naturally, these injuries were minor in comparison.
Feng Liusi glanced at the shocked Sheng Feinan, and seemingly casually said, “This is Casio’s unique talent. As I’ve said before, to learn the Red Vulture Fist from me, one must be the genius among geniuses…”
Sheng Feinan shifted his gaze away, ignoring Feng Liusi’s words. This regenerative power was more than a mere unique talent, but everyone has their secrets, and he didn’t need to delve deeper.
One minute later.
By the time the members of Windsor County Secret Martial Arts World, East Nine Gates, and others emerged from the fighting field, all they could see was destruction all around, and there was no trace of Casio and his group. Justin, the Gate Master of the Evil Eye Fist Sect, and the Great Elder Buck, both bore unpleasant looks.
The reason wasn’t solely due to their injuries. Everything that had happened was a disaster. Being defeated in their own arena, their fighting field destroyed, and losing face in front of everyone. Their plans for the Eastern Alliance might also be affected. Everything was just awful.
Justin leaned at the entrance coughing. He had a nagging feeling that something was amiss, that he was forgetting something.
But, his severe internal injuries took precedence, and restoring his health was what mattered most.
On the side of the Soul-losing Swordmanship and Star Ring Fist, the Eastern Twin Stars who had regained consciousness were feeling indescribable chagrin. They had challenged others all the way here, only to unwittingly bite off more than they could chew. And what’s worse, they had assembled for nothing, as the challenge was directed at the Evil Eye Fist.
So they had foolishly charged in…
They would need to keep their eyes open in the future while in the Secret Martial Arts world. Just because they had the backing of a powerful sect, they should not underestimate the experts of the world.
Last but not least, there were the people from the Windsor County Secret Martial Arts World who had been satisfied with their outing.
They had seen the Evil Eye Fist repeatedly take hits, the previously arrogant Eastern Twin Stars knocked out by a single blow. The terrifying scene of the berserk fighters going out of control would provide fodder for future discussions.
They were speculating among themselves about the identity and school of the unexpected fighter who had suddenly appeared today.
Only Rune, the Gate Master of Red Vulture Fist, remained silent on the journey back, seemingly pondering something. He then left the headquarters of the Evil Eye Fist Sect and drove past the caution line.
Traveling along a secluded road back to the city.
Suddenly.
He hit the brakes.
Several meters ahead, a figure stood firmly in the middle of the road, back facing towards the car. Rune got out of the car, about to say something. But his mind suddenly overlapped the figure in front of him with a silhouette from his memories.
The familiar feeling made Rune’s palms hot.
He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.
At that moment, the figure turned around, revealing a middle-aged man’s face with a trace of a smile.
“What’s the matter, little Rune?”
“Don’t you recognize your old man?”