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Chapter 948: Chapter 948: Ancestral Master
"You’re here?"
Casimir pushed Violet Leocadia aside, smiling as he looked towards Julius Reed.
"I’m here."
Julius Reed nodded his head, as if greeting an old friend.
There was no life-or-death stance between the two of them.
Instead, it appeared very amicable.
One who didn’t know better might think they were brothers.
When they were three meters apart, Julius Reed stopped walking.
"You shouldn’t have come."
"Yet, I have already come."
Casimir’s face beamed with confidence, "I have long heard of your reputation, but today, you will die by my hand."
In Abernathy province, perhaps some might not recognize Casimir, but none would have not heard of the beggar god.
With the move Sky Wolf Seven Destruction, he made countless experts tremble at mere mention.
Even the Martial Arts Association had once extended an olive branch to him.
They offered him a permanent council position, countless treasures in gold and silver.
But Casimir refused just the same.
Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.
One day, he intended to sit in the position of the Martial Arts Association president.
"Not necessarily."
Julius Reed rolled up his shirt cuffs, calmly saying, "Where is Horton Moore?"
He wasn’t here to kill Casimir.
Killing a lesser character was not worth mentioning.
But Horton Moore was different.
Julius Reed was not a kind man, he couldn’t just look the other way if someone intended to kill him.
It was a matter of face.
Men, they all care about face.
"You don’t need to know."
Casimir twisted his neck, stretching out his already disfigured fingers, "Dead men don’t get to ask questions."
"Julius Reed! Was it you who killed my brother, Hazel Leocadia?"
Violet Leocadia stood aside, roaring angrily.
All around, were his subordinate’s dead bodies.
"The one who killed your brother was him."
Julius Reed pointed at Casimir, "I just asked your brother to take a car here to pick you up and take you home."
"Kill me then!"
Violet Leocadia roared madly.
He had lost his sanity, but he equally knew he couldn’t escape death.
"You can go."
Julius Reed waved his hand, impatiently saying, "Don’t get in the way of my killing."
"You... you won’t kill me?"
Violet Leocadia felt extremely surprised.
A narrow escape from death?
"Scram!"
Casimir also snapped tersely.
"You guys, you really won’t kill me?"
Violet Leocadia pointed at himself, incredulous.
"You’re already a dead man."
Casimir spoke indifferently.
"Those bearing deadly poison cannot leave this highway."
Having said that, he leapt into the air, his hands vigorously slicing forward!
Whoosh!
Those disfigured fingers traced trajectories in the air!
From a distance, Violet Leocadia even thought seven people had attacked simultaneously!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The afterimages landed on Julius Reed, producing a series of striking sounds.
Then, Casimir took a deep breath and said calmly, "Seven moves have been delivered, you can die now."
Sky Wolf Seven Destruction was the beggar god’s trademark skill!
To perfect this elusive technique, he had directly cut off several of his own fingers!
Only in this way could he maximize the power of Sky Wolf Seven Destruction.
Seven moves, fast as if executed by seven people!
Each move lethal!
He had once killed seven experts within mere seconds in one famous battle.
Though his only regret was those disfigured fingers.
But it was worth it.
From afar, Violet Leocadia was dumbfounded watching the scene.
He thought Casimir was just an ordinary expert, but he didn’t expect him to be so formidable!
The Leocadia family had underestimated Horton Moore.
They underestimated this son-in-law coming through their door.
"Sky Wolf Seven Destruction?"
Julius Reed frowned slightly and said, "Who named it?"
"The Grandmaster!"
Casimir frowned and said, "Indeed a master! He manages to hold on without dying! But it makes no difference, your internal organs are all shattered, you are sure to die!"
Sky Wolf Seven Destruction, aimed at the internal organs!
If you examined the external appearance, you would not see a single mark of injury.
Only by opening up the body could you see the internal organs thoroughly shattered.
"This technique is not called Sky Wolf Seven Destruction; it’s just a drunken man, who, while drunk and mad, randomly threw a series of punches at a tree."
Julius Reed added, "Moreover, there are eight moves."
"How dare you blaspheme my Grandmaster?"
Casimir’s face turned grim, and then he sneered, "Are these delirious words before death? Or are you trying to provoke me? Honestly, you’ve disappointed me."
He had thought that a legendary figure should pose some challenge for him.
But all eight moves hit the internal organs!
The opponent was certain to die.
It was rumored that Julius Reed had once slain a Grandmaster on Brighton Lake.
Why was he so feeble today?
"I said eight moves, and it’s eight moves!"
Julius Reed gently patted the dust off his body, and suddenly vanished from the spot.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, eight residual images appeared in the air!
So fast, Casimir wanted to strike, but he couldn’t manage!
Seven moves!
Julius Reed stood in the original place.
"Only seven moves!"
Casimir squinted his eyes, but he didn’t feel anything unusual.
"Ha, I admit, you have a good memory, able to mimic my moves. But, you haven’t grasped the essence."
Julius Reed moved so fast that Casimir didn’t even have time to react.
But the lethality was almost nonexistent.
"Moreover, your fingers are intact; you can’t unleash the lethality of Sky Wolf Seven Destruction!"
Missing fingers, that’s the essence!
Casimir had also thought, was the Grandmaster who created this palm technique naturally disabled?
Or, after numerous tests, did he find missing fingers gave the greatest power?
But he knew one thing.
The Grandmaster who created this finger technique was definitely a genius!
A prodigy!
Whenever he practiced Sky Wolf Seven Destruction, his heart would marvel at the profound mystery of this palm technique.
As fluid as flowing clouds, effortless in moving mountains!
"I told you, there are eight moves!"
Julius Reed slowly raised his right hand and chuckled, "Watch this eighth move closely."
"Ha, just pretentious nonsense."
Casimir snorted lightly, surprised that Julius Reed could still speak.
Snip!
Julius Reed snapped his fingers.
On the silent highway, the snap sounded particularly sharp.
But suddenly, Casimir’s face drastically changed!
Blood began to seep from the corners of his mouth.
"You..."
He used all his strength to slowly raise one hand.
"I told you, it’s just a drunken, random dance move." Julius Reed walked up to Casimir, whispered in his ear, "And this technique doesn’t need missing fingers. Missing fingers were because the man was holding something at the time, unable to free his hand."
"You..."
Casimir’s body trembled violently.
"I have a good idea of who your Grandmaster is."
Julius Reed said indifferently, "The drunk man back then, it was me."
Thump!
Casimir fell straight down.
Dying with his eyes wide open.
"Boring."
Julius Reed shook his head and strode off the highway.
He was going to find Horton Moore and kill him!
The dignity of the Dragon King is not to be challenged!
And behind him, Violet Leocadia, bleeding from all facial orifices, knelt on the ground.
"I didn’t lie to you; there was indeed poison on that cherry, but a slow-acting poison, just now taking effect."
Julius Reed chuckled and shook his head as his silhouette gradually vanished down the northwest path.
Meanwhile.
Kyoto International Airport.
"Give me a ticket; I want the earliest possible flight!"
Horton Moore grabbed a ticket, glanced at the watch on his wrist.
He vanished quickly.
On the ticket.
The destination was Gonzalez City.
