"Is there a secret martial arts school behind the other party?"
Kaxiu put down the documents in his hand and asked softly.
"Yes." The old butler Franz nodded. "The boxing style that Feng Liusi practices is the Red Eagle Fist, and the school behind it is also called the Red Eagle Fist. It is a secret martial arts force in Windsha County. The scale is not very large, and it is even considered small among third-rate forces."
As Kaxiu listened, he scanned the contents of the document.
The above lists the battle records of Feng Liusi, nicknamed Blood Fist, in the past twenty years. In the 92nd year of the Federation Calendar, Feng Liusi came out of seclusion after mastering his secret martial arts. Within a month, he challenged two fighters from the six eastern counties, winning one and drawing one. The defeated fighter had three fingers broken, and his fighting power was affected, so he retired.
In the 95th year of the Federation Calendar, Feng Liusi fought a life-and-death battle with his mortal enemy in the Roka Mountains, and killed him after a day of fighting. This was also the first time he killed a fighter.
After that battle, the nickname Bloody Fist became famous.
In the 98th year of the Federation Calendar, for unknown reasons, the Red Eagle Fist offended the famous supernatural killer organization Nightingale in the eastern part of the Red Lebanon Federation, and his disciples were targeted by the organization. In September, Feng Liusi came out of seclusion and spent two months to hunt down and defeat all the active forces of the Nightingale organization before the end of the year. There are records of at least 50 Nightingale assassins being killed. No matter what means the Nightingale used, Feng Liusi would catch up and kill them with the most brutal means. Therefore, Feng Liusi, who was over 50 years old, got another bloody nickname, the Killing Fist.
In the 102nd year of the Federation Calendar, Feng Liusi felt that his secret martial arts skills had improved again. Therefore, he went to the northern secret martial arts world alone to challenge many secret martial arts masters. He spent a year sparring with at least a number of fighters. The ultimate move of the Red Eagle Fist, Death Fang, which he had learned, was extremely fierce, so he was given a nickname.
In the 107th year of the Federation Calendar, Feng Liusi, who was already 65 years old, went into seclusion, presumably to stop fighting. According to intelligence, his blood and energy declined as he aged, and his strength declined. Because of his fierce fighting style in the early years, he made many enemies. So he went into seclusion to avoid his enemies and lived in seclusion in the Roka Mountains.
From the 107th year of the Federation Calendar to the present 110th year, Feng Lius has been living in seclusion in the Death Canyon of the Roka Mountains for three years.
If it weren't for the fact that Red Eagle Fist's disciples would go to Death Canyon every once in a while, the outside world would have thought that Feng Liusi had died from a hidden injury. According to the intelligence information provided by the Black Agency, Feng Liusi's strength at his peak was considered strong even among "B" level. In Kaxiu's opinion, his strength had obviously surpassed that of the old fighters and was even stronger than them.
However, because he is close to seventy years old, his blood and body are inevitably declining, and his fighting ability has declined a lot. Now according to Kaxiu's estimation, he is probably at the level of a veteran fighter.
Even if there is really a hidden injury as the intelligence said.
Even if you are weak, it is not impossible to count the chips.
This was more in line with Kaxiu's intention. He naturally would not seek abuse when challenging a hermit fighter. The best target would be an old boxer with a weak physique and rich combat experience. Although Feng Liusi's fighting style was fierce, Kaxiu was still confident that he would not be injured. After all, this body's recovery ability was not to be underestimated.
The fact that some limb injuries can be recovered quickly is his advantage. Kashu does not need to be timid when sparring like other fighters, fearing that injuries will cut off his path to secret martial arts.
In addition, Feng Liusi's nicknames are Killing Fist, Blood Fist, and Death Fang. His fighting style is obviously biased towards violent killing.
The killing personality, one of Kaxiu's three major mental methods, fits perfectly with him. Maybe he can learn something from him.
Next, Franz and Kashu continued to chat. Kashu also learned some necessary information from all aspects. There is no other fighter in the entire Red Eagle Fist except Feng Liusi, and the strongest leader of the Red Eagle Fist is only at the level of a great boxer. Feng Liusi and the Red Eagle Fist have a fault, and his fighting style and suppression power are very different from other fighters who practice the Red Eagle Fist.
That style that tends towards blood and killing is not brought by the Red Eagle Fist, but Feng Lius' personal fighting style.
In addition, there are some related information, which are basically related to the Red Eagle Fist. For example, the master will go to the Roca Mountains every few months, and the Red Eagle Fist will take talented disciples to the Death Canyon of the Roca Mountains, where Feng Lius lives.
If Kaxiu wanted to visit Blood Fist Feng Liusi, the best way was to communicate directly with Red Eagle Fist. But unfortunately, Feng Liusi had said before his retreat that he would not see outsiders. So there was only one other way left.
Directly enter the Death Canyon of the Roka Mountains alone.
The method is very simple. You can reach the destination by going upstream along the main channel of the Mata River and passing through the dense forests of the Roka Mountains.
If it were an ordinary person, the venomous snakes and ferocious beasts encountered along the way would definitely be very dangerous. As a "B" level master with a fighter's physique, it was not difficult for Kaxiu to cross the dense forest alone.
It just requires a little more hardship and a little more time.
During the conversation with the old butler Franz, Kaxiu gained a deeper understanding of the secret martial arts world of the Red Lebanese Federation.
It is mainly the secret martial arts world in the south. According to the county level, there is actually an east-west division. There are six counties in the east and five counties in the west. Among them, because the Donghai County Cloud Dog Fist promoted the Eastern Secret Martial Arts Exchange Competition, the secret martial arts atmosphere in the six eastern counties has been stronger in the past decade.
Among them, the nine secret martial arts schools have advantages in terms of the number of disciples, sphere of influence, and high-end combat power. Therefore, they are collectively called the East Nine Gates, and this term has become more and more popular in the past two years.
The Mingshuidao of Beiliu County is located in the East Nine Gates. In the past ten years, the power of Mingshuidao has become increasingly powerful, and the talented disciples have demonstrated their strength and have already entered the second-rate secret martial arts school.
Mingshuidao ranks eighth among the Nine Gates of the East.
The Red Eagle Fist is not among the Nine Sects. It is a sect similar to the Wind Elephant Sect and only occupies a corner.
After a chat, Kaxiu's thoughts became clearer than before. Accurate and comprehensive intelligence is indeed a good thing.
June 19th, around 2:00 p.m.
The two little brats, Xia Latoma, were taken away by people sent by the Black Agency. They will take the train to Donghai County together.
Miss Chiara works in Donghai County.
June 20th, eight o'clock in the morning.
Kaxiu also boarded the train to Donghai County alone, carrying a suitcase of spare clothes with him.
June 22nd, 2 a.m.
No. 112, Caesar Road, Beiliu County, was the single-family house where Kashutoma had lived before. A man in black who looked like a thief broke in and found nothing after searching for a while.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the landlord of No. 112 Caesar Road encountered a strange tenant. This guest had a very strange accent, pale skin, and a very unique skull ring on his right hand. His face was stiff and his expression was cold.
June 22, 4 p.m.
Kaxiu arrived in Donghai County and took the train to Windsha County at six o'clock in the afternoon. At six o'clock the next morning, the sky was just getting light and the surroundings were covered with white fog.
Maple Leaf Railway Station, Westmead, Windsor.
The tall gray-white flat-roofed building was looming in the fog, and a dozen passengers were waiting for the train on the rectangular platform.
A shrill whistle pierced through the mist.
A long black train came spewing black smoke, and the locomotive suddenly arrived like an approaching meteor, tearing through the fog.
It stopped with a bang, and a large cloud of steam spread out from the car body, merging with the surrounding white mist in an instant.
Following the conductor's call.
The car door opened.
A man wearing a black coat, a wide-brimmed hat, and sunglasses came down and walked quickly toward the outside of the station with a clear purpose.
On the gray road outside Maple Leaf Train Station.
A black car with a square head and a square back was parked there.
Seeing Kaxiu coming out, someone immediately got out of the driver's seat. Two minutes later, the car was driving steadily on the road.
The driver was a black-haired young man in his mid-twenties. He had a decent appearance and a few freckles on his face. His name was Jeremy, and he was a commissioner of the Black Bureau branch in Sim City.
The old butler Franz had already arranged other things for Kaxiu in advance, so Kaxiu only needed to focus on the challenge.
Half an hour later, he moved into a small white villa.
The environment is good, there are even maids and butlers, and both the food and service are very good. However, Kaxiu's focus is not here. He is still practicing his boxing skills non-stop, wanting to keep himself in the best condition. Challenging Blood Fist Feng Liusi with a stronger attitude is the best respect.
This adjustment takes a whole day.
On June 24, fog was swirling over the Roka Mountains.
At the junction of a lush forest and a meadow, a river gurgles through. If you look down from above, it is a thick green carpet, divided into two by a reflective silver ribbon.
On one side of the green carpet, three black spots were moving.
"This is it, Mr. Jeremy."
A man dressed like a tour guide pointed ahead and said.
The freckled young man beside him nodded, then glanced at Kaxiu on his right. He didn't know why Kaxiu wanted to find such a place, but the order issued by the Black Agency was absolute.
"Going up towards the Mata River, how far is it to the Death Canyon?" asked Kaxiu, who was wearing gray clothes, after a little consideration.
"At least 40 kilometers." The man dressed as a tour guide thought for a moment and then answered: "I have never been to Death Canyon, but some old hunters have been close to it. There are many poisonous snakes and beasts deep in the Rocka Mountains. Sometimes it is not even safe to carry a gun..."
He glanced at Kaxiu, as if giving him a subtle reminder.
But Kaxiu's expression did not change. He glanced at the river flowing in the sunlight and said, "Jeremy, you guys go back. By the way, give me the map to the mountains."
Five minutes later.
Kaxiu was the only one standing on the entire lawn. The breeze blew through the drooping grass, and his long black robe fluttered on his body.
He glanced at the map in his hand and stepped forward.
Most of the Roka Mountains are primitive dense forests, and it is summer now, so the forest is even more humid and dull. Looking around, there are deep dark green forests. The trees are about three or four meters high and densely packed, with different thicknesses. There are also dense shrubs, messy grass, and thick leaves on the ground.
Kaxiu stepped on the wet muddy ground by the river and looked up along the river. The drop was about tens of meters. It was not a waterfall, but it was a bit steep. The gaps between the jagged rocks were full of bushes, and the water vapor was very heavy.
He had entered the Roka Mountains for at least five kilometers.
The speed was quite fast, it only took about half an hour.
Kaxiu naturally would not move forward slowly and carefully like a normal person, he ran at an extremely fast speed. With his physical strength and reaction speed, Kaxiu could avoid obstacles in an instant when running wildly in the forest. Before, he was like a shadow, constantly refracting and flying between tree trunks.
The rushing water hits the rocks, creating a thick mist.
A few white birds were circling overhead.
Kaxiu ran over with an expressionless face, his feet flexing and retracting like springs, and he suddenly jumped to a height of more than four meters. He thrust his right hand into the crack of the rock, pressed down lightly, and soared into the sky like a cannonball.
After just four relays, he somersaulted and landed steadily on the top of a rock wall several dozen meters high. In front of him was still the bank of the Mata River, but there was a huge monster vaguely visible beside it.
Brown bears are predators that are more than three meters tall and weigh several tons.
“Ouch!”
The brown bear in the distance spotted Kaxiu and immediately stood up, revealing a ferocious figure like a black cloud. Its mane was hard and its mouth was wide open, revealing snow-white fangs.
Compared to ordinary brown bears, the brown bears in the depths of the Roka Mountains seemed to be larger and more aggressive. As soon as it roared, the brown bear ran towards Kaxiu.
Like a little black car going full speed.
"Hiss..."
Kaxiu narrowed his eyes, and deep breathing sounds like the hissing of a poisonous snake came from his mouth and nose, and his black clothes moved without wind.
The life magnetic field of the golem's secret weapon was released at once, and the surroundings instantly became quiet. The air and water seemed to solidify in an instant, and the powerful life essence was unbridled.
Suddenly, the brown bear that was charging at him was frightened, rolled over on the ground, and then ran away into the forest.
Plop, plop, plop…
Freshwater fish jumped out of the river.
In the bushes on both sides, the rustling sounds of small animals running away continued to be heard. Even the insects and ants in the cracks in the soil began to move quickly away from Kaxiu.
The effect is good, maybe it can be stimulated continuously.
Kaxiu continued to move forward along the river, and encountered no obstacles for more than ten kilometers. All kinds of poisonous snakes and beasts would naturally avoid him, and even mosquitoes were unwilling to approach Kaxiu within one meter. Until about thirty kilometers.
He encountered a group of black ants the size of eyeballs. These ants moved in groups and were incredibly fast. Their exoskeletons were as hard as tortoise-shell steel and released hot acid. They sensed the golem's presence and instead of leaving, they came closer.
Kaxiu fought with them, but even with a full-strength punch in normal state, he couldn't kill a black ant. He could only temporarily activate the third stage of breath blowing, enter the state of continuous attack without breathing, and use the defense of mercury to force his way through this sea of black ants. However, several parts of his body were still burned by the acid, and the recovery was very slow.
It took half an hour to treat just the skin injury.
Later, he encountered some creatures that were very different from other areas. A bird of prey with a mouth full of teeth, a giant python with gray-white keratin on its forehead, and disgusting leeches as thick as a forearm. The Roka Mountains were indeed a little different from the ordinary.
It wasn't until about one o'clock in the afternoon that the sun was shining brightly.
Kaxiu stopped and saw a thick gray fog suspended in the air before him, flowing and climbing as if it had life.
He took a slight breath and felt a burning sensation at the tip of his nose.
"Toxic..."
After thinking for a moment, Kaxiu rushed in relying on his extraordinary physique and recovery ability. More than half an hour later.
He wiped the blood from the tip of his nose and stopped again.
More than a hundred meters away, a long and narrow canyon came into view.