Three seconds later, a relaxed Feng Liusi emerged from the pool. Droplets of water scattered as he shook himself. He stretched languidly after wringing more water from his clothes. 0

His clothes were about seventy percent dry by the time he walked over to Cassius. He had been struck fully by Blood Flower, but the residual force within his body had been neutralized by his own Death's Fang force. As long as it didn’t detonate in his body, the damage to muscle tissue or internal organs was insignificant. At most, it left some bruising on his skin and muscles.0

Feng Liusi stopped when he was about a meter away from Cassius, looking him up and down with a slightly complex expression. Finally, he sighed. "Ah, if only you had trained in the Red Falcon Fist as my disciple. What a pity!"0

Cassius understood what Feng Liusi was thinking. The Red Falcon Fist was a Covert Martial Art from Wenxia County, and considered a third-rate power. This status was largely due to Feng Liusi's fearsome reputation as the Blood Fist, since his combat ability surpassed that of many veteran combat artists. If an ordinary pugilist were the sect master of the Red Falcon Fist, it might not even be considered third-rate.0

The quality of the disciples within the Red Falcon Fist sect varied widely. Most were of average talent, and even the few promising ones were not anything amazing. Feng Liusi had not passed down the Southern Dipper Covert Martial Inheritance to his...0