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Chapter 82: 082 Various Skills, this is the atmosphere of the azure wind_1

Chapter 82: 082 Various Skills, this is the atmosphere of the azure wind_1

“I’m on.” Casio’s towering figure rose.

Opposite him, a blond youth from Black Crane Stream briskly walked over. This guy was muscular and fit with an evenly proportioned body type, which suggested he wouldn’t be easy to handle.

As the two were about to ascend the stage, a team appeared at the warehouse entrance. Leading them was a blue-uniformed guide, followed by the ensuing personnel of Wind Elephant Gate.

Once the North Flow Country’s exchange matches ended, all the qualified teams to participate in the six-county league competition wouldn’t leave Northern Flow City for their school’s headquarters. Instead, they would head directly to East Sea County by train.

Therefore, disciples and masters from all schools, eager to make their mark at East Sea County, had to come to Northern Flow City by train and wait.

“Cough, cough, is that Little Wei?”

In the team, a slightly thin figure glanced towards the arena and immediately spotted Casio, who had just gone on stage.

Boosting herself up on her toes, she quickly confirmed that it was indeed her disciple.

The team moved on and reached the Wind Elephant Gate’s designated area.

“That’s Senior Sister Lixia… Senior Sister Lixia, over here!”

In the relaxation area of the core disciples, Moses, who had several encounters with Lixia, waved his hand. In the Secret Martial Art school, regardless of gender, all masters of the same generation were commonly addressed as Senior Uncle.

Lixia recognized this Core Disciple who often came to spar with Casio. She promptly walked over and sat down on a wooden chair.

“Senior Sister…”

Lanxi and Jadis also called out to Senior Sister, but Heige didn’t. As the eldest disciple of the school, he was a rank higher. Technically, he could only call her Senior Sister, but that would be somewhat awkward.

It was better not to address her at all and treat each other as equals.

Lixia nodded with a smile and asked, “Did Little Wei just get on stage? Who are we against from Wind Elephant Gate this time?”

“Yes, the referee had just announced the start. Little Wei’s opponent this time should be Semir, the second Core Disciple of Black Crane Stream.”

“Both are at the Pugilist level, this should be an exciting match.”

Moses took a sip of tea, his face portraying the anticipation of a spectator. He didn’t just enjoy fighting and getting beat up. He also took pleasure in watching two masters brawl.

“Hmm.” Lixia nodded, her gaze moving towards the arena not far away.

“Black Crane Stream, Semir.”

The blond youth proclaimed his name and sect respectively. His powerful, stalwart arms were slightly drooping. His skin was covered with a large area of confusing black patterns. His fingers were long and strong, each joint exceptionally thick, and white light vaguely shone from his fingertips.

“The Crane’s hand from Black Crane Stream…”

Casio made a mental note: “Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei.”

His stance was ready in a flash, his robust arms vertically spreading on both sides. One foot stepped forward, and the other firmly planted behind.

“Begin!” No sooner had the referee finished speaking than he hopped off the stage.

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He certainly didn’t want to get caught in the crossfire of two Pugilists.

Thump, thump, thump…..

Semir launched the first attack, moving quickly towards Casio, and fiercely sliced through the air towards Casio’s side with his right hand.

“Hiss!” The swiftly fired fist collided with the hand knife. They both felt a numbness in their hands and quickly retreated.

Casio’s back foot stamped on the ground, launching him quickly in the opposite direction. His arms were positioned to punch, muscles bouncing in his shoulders. He took up his stance preparing for rapid punches.

Boom, boom, boom…..boom, boom, boom…

Semir waved his hands, and his powerful arms continuously clashed with Casio’s, creating a flurry of blurry punch shadows between them.

“Moon Crane Knife!”

Semir took a slipping step and suddenly appeared at the side, his arm that was akin to a steel knife instantaneously cut through the air, the white phantom glinting made it appear like a haze under the dark clouds.

“Splitting Stream!” Casio swiftly turned, his hand-knife swooping.

Thud! The exceedingly swift and powerful sword strokes clashed together, the muscles on both their arms visibly rippled like waves. The fabric from their wrists to upper arms shattered.

With a low hum, Casio’s left hand suddenly struck out. His muscular arm, like a black python hunting its prey.

Unexpectedly, Semir’s other arm descended like an iron bar. Using his strength to push, he pushed away the python’s tusks.

In return, he also charged forwards with his body. His knee sprang up like a spring, with a whoosh, it surged forward like a shell.

Casio reflexively pressed down with one palm, simultaneously thrusting his right elbow forward, striking it like a hammer onto Semir’s left shoulder.

Semir’s shoulder went numb, the hand-knife that he intended to chop down skewed and failed to hit the target as he wished.

Thud! Arms collided.

Both of them staggered backward several steps.

Semir stretched the slightly sore left shoulder front and back, while Casio was continuously loosening and tightening his numb and aching fists.

“As expected, boxers are not easy to deal with.”

Casio’s heart slightly tensed, but his vision suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure. In the area where the Wind Elephant Gate was located, Teacher Lixia was sitting next to a few senior brothers, quietly smiling as she looked towards the arena.

“It’s never a good habit to be distracted during a battle!”

Semir charged over in an instant, fists, hand-knife, elbows, knees, assaulting like a violent storm. Blood threads were congealing in his eyeballs, apparently triggering blood acceleration ability.

“You will be my first test subject under the power of the Azure Wind Currents!” Casio’s face was as rigid as iron, a beat within his heart pumped. Hot, sticky blood flooded his body all of a sudden.

A wave of formidable strength surged like ocean waves.

“Blood acceleration·Azure Wind Currents!”

The powerful feet swept against the ground, the sturdy canvas shoes directly exploded. Casio channeled his entire body into a gray shadow that crashed over rapidly, the fists eerily shrieking like a bird, fast as lightning.

Semir’s pupils contracted, hastily propped a hand upward. But the moment his hand came into contact with the fist, whirling air waves cut open his palm in all directions, instantly spilling blood.

The unimpeded iron fist, still like an iron bar wielding violent winds, hammered Semir’s shoulder intensely.

“Ah!”

Semir screamed, losing his balance and falling straight off the arena. He climbed up, looking up.

His face was pale, forehead full like cold sweat. On his left shoulder, a bloody fist mark was exposed in the air. The skin had been worn away, exposing the bright red muscles beneath.

Bloody followed the edges, wetting his clothes ceaselessly.

“Thank you for the match.” Casio nodded his head by the edge of the platform.

“What kind of move was that?” Semir gasped.

“Telling you its name wouldn’t hurt… it’s called Azure Wind Currents.”

Casio gently spread his fingers, a rotating air current instantly shook off the blood that had stained his skin.

His right hand washed clean again, loosely hung by his side.

At this moment, the referee who had climbed onto the arena announced the outcome of the match.

“The winner is, Wind Elephant Gate, Li Wei!”