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Chapter 642 - 642 342 Blood Fist Casio (4000)_2

?Chapter 642: 342 Blood Fist Casio (4000)_2 Chapter 642: 342 Blood Fist Casio (4000)_2 What a pity, time is relentless, and everything ultimately ends in solitude.

In the Secret Martial Arts World today, hardly anyone remembers the turbulent years of that remote era. A new generation has replaced the old.

The Red Vulture Fist was merely a fleeting phenomenon. Nowadays, in Windsor County, over the last fifty years, it is the Evil Eye Fist that dominates.

As for Feng Liusi of the Blood Fist, who once made the Evil Eye Fist wary, who knows? His nickname still sounds quite dominant, suggesting that he was somewhat famous in his time. But compared to each generation of dazzling Gate Masters and Elders of the Evil Eye Fist, he’s no match. This is the thinking of everyone in the Evil Eye Fist.

Who wouldn’t, when for half a century they’ve been the strongest school in Windsor County? The victor has the right to turn the page of history.

“Whoosh…”

Suddenly, the old woman felt someone passing by her side. The fabric of a garment brushed against her, causing the edge of her clothes to sway slightly forward.

She blankly raised her head.

She saw a handsome, cold young man in a black trench coat, filled out by broad and powerful shoulders. The fabric at the back shaped out his erect spine. His hands, encased in white gloves, held a bouquet of white flowers, their petals delicate, sparkling with dewdrops.

The youth slowly bent over and placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone to the left. His expression was solemn and serious.

After finishing, he put his hands together in front of his chest in a gesture as if praying for loved ones, then stood up and turned around.

The young man looked at the old woman not far away, as his gaze seemed to pass through her aged contours to see her beauty from fifty years ago when she was a vibrant, radiant youngster. For an instant, it seemed as if the lively, tea-green-haired youngster of then overlapped with the white-haired, old woman of the present. Time intersected at this moment.

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