"Huf, huf, huf, huf..."
In the space, the heavy panting like a savage bull echoed. Casio's nose and mouth exuded a faint white mist.
His powerful body was flushed all over, every inch of his muscles was springy, expanding and contracting, and the big veins jumped like steel bars.
The enormous heat from his body continually evaporated the sweat on his surface.
A faint white mist was emanating from Casio's back.
Just now, he had traded for four units of Secret Soul energy. Everything was invested in the enhancement and evolution of his Secret Martial Art.
As for his previous speculation that a large amount of Secret Soul energy could cause a person's will to be influenced and become more brutal and bloodthirsty, Casio temporarily put it out of his mind. It's most important to restore his strength now.
