Holy Fist
Chapter 222 - 122 Copper Statue Technique, Ten Fists Sword, Lion Heart Fist, boost them all for me!

Chapter 222: 122 Copper Statue Technique, Ten Fists Sword, Lion Heart Fist, boost them all for me!

Bai Xiao hesitated for a moment before casually drawing out the Ten Fists Sword.

The entire secret manual was only as thick as half a finger, exuding a sense of antiquity. Its cover and pages were yellowed, but it was still very sturdy, appearing to be made from the skin of some animal. Upon opening it, inside were illustrations and an abundance of textual descriptions.

The so-called "Ten Fists Sword" didn’t involve using a sword, but rather a technique where fists were used as swords. It was a secret martial arts manual for training the hardness of the palms and fingers, possessing a unique effect. Practitioners needed to thrust their hands into scalding hot metal iron sand, repeatedly piercing and withdrawing them.

Additionally, they needed to soak their hands in special medicinal herbs after practicing with the iron sand.

Through such repetitive cycles, when power was exerted from the palms, the skin’s surface would take on an iron-white color, as if they were blades of swords thrusting towards an enemy!

Ten Fists Sword consisted of ten types of fist-sword techniques, highly aggressive in nature.

Even according to the text, if one could train the Ten Fists Sword to an unprecedented level, each finger could match with one fist-sword technique. A single sweep of the palm would be like sword qi flying in all directions, capable of wounding an enemy from afar.

However, it seemed that mastering this required the cultivator to grasp the power technique.

Bai Xiao closed the manual and held it in his hand.

After pondering for a while, he flipped open another manual, the Lion Heart Fist, next to it.

This cultivation technique emphasized momentum and would slightly alter the cultivator’s character and beliefs, even affecting their fighting style. To practice the Lion Heart Fist, the cultivator needed to consume a lion’s heart and cultivate that top predator’s fierce might inside their body. To bring the Lion Heart Fist to perfection, one had to eat ninety-nine male lion hearts in total, nurturing an invincible king’s heart.

The Lion Heart Fist seemed somewhat unorthodox, overly domineering.

Bai Xiao hesitated for a moment, but still picked up this manual.

Because the Lion Heart Fist was one of the more top-tier techniques in the third tier.

If one could truly satisfy all conditions and cultivate the king’s heart,

perhaps it might be comparable to some second-tier techniques.

He paused for a while and walked to the front of the bookshelf on the far right of the secret room.

He flipped open a manual, Golden Flame Claw.

This was a manual for training claw skills, requiring one to repeatedly scorch both hands with flames that gradually increased in temperature, slowly becoming impervious to high heat. And in return, one could generate high heat, with fingers erupting in intense heat upon unleashing the technique, scorching the opponent. They would not dare to face you head-on, stumbling and falling in defeat out of fear.

Bai Xiao glanced at the Golden Flame Claw, then at the Ten Fists Sword.

These two, in fact, had some overlap.

In the end, after much hesitation, he still chose to retain the Ten Fists Sword.

Core disciples could only choose two foundational-level techniques in the Inheritance Room.

Bai Xiao had no more slots available.

Actually, there were many others on the shelf that intrigued him. For example, the Triple Speed Change Fist, which could coordinate fast and slow speeds, allowing one to throw a punch at triple the original speed in an instant, or slow down to a third in the blink of an eye.

Such changes in speed probably would make an opponent extremely frustrated.

Then there was the North Cross Ascetic Tablet, a fragmented text that was neither an offensive nor a defensive secret weapon, but more like a life-nurturing cultivation technique. Accompanied by austere practices, one’s inner core would gradually strengthen, continuously nourishing the body.

It looked formidable, but was too incomplete, with only a third remaining.

It was not the best choice for Bai Xiao at the moment.

Five minutes later, he left the Inheritance Room and handed over the two manuals, the Ten Fists Sword and the Lion Heart Fist, to Sect Leader Yan Qi standing nearby. Both techniques were third-tier secret weapons, superior to the Hard Skill that Bai Xiao had originally cultivated.

"I’ve chosen these two."

Yan Qi glanced at them before passing the two volumes to an elder standing beside him.

The black-robed elder examined the volumes for a while, then raised his head to look at Bai Xiao.

"The requirements for cultivating the Ten Fists Sword are easily met,"

"But as for the Lion Heart Fist, we probably only have one shriveled set of Lion Heart Medicinal Materials in the medicine supply. It’s just enough for you to start. Usually, nobody chooses the Lion Heart Fist; the technique is a bit unorthodox, and ordinary people can’t control it..."

"You need to be very careful yourself."

Listening to the elder’s words of caution, Bai Xiao nodded his head.

He didn’t care whether it was orthodox or unorthodox, only whether it was powerful or not.

If it were powerful enough, even cultivating an Evil Technique was not out of the question.

In this regard, Bai Xiao did not possess an overly stringent moral baseline.

...

The next day, early morning.

The sunlight shone on the roof tiles, glittering as if each piece were covered in gold. The sky was blue with white clouds, and several black birds flew high overhead.

Bai Xiao stood next to a floor-to-ceiling window in the third-floor living room of his apartment building.

He held a cup of milk in his hand, quietly observing the scenery outside.

Last night, he had slept at the Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters.

Ten minutes later, Bai Xiao arrived at the fourth area of the dojo.

In an open courtyard.

Chen Liao had already prepared various tools required for cultivation.

A gray iron rack was placed to the left, beneath it a heap of smoldering coal, glossy black and slightly red at the edges with the passing breeze. On top of the rack sat an iron pot, about half the size of a person.

Inside it were fine iron sands, slightly coarser than normal sand.

On the surface of the iron sand, distortions were visibly occurring in the air.

That indicated the temperature was very high.

These were the conditions for cultivating the Ten Fists Sword.

Last night, after returning from the Inheritance Room, Bai Xiao discussed with Chen Liao for an hour. So this morning, as soon as Bai Xiao awoke, everything was ready.

"I’ll go and prepare the medicinal bath for cultivating the Lion Heart Fist,"

said Chen Liao, who was standing next to the iron pot, before he left the courtyard.

Five seconds passed, and in the open yard, only Bai Xiao remained.

He quickly stripped off his shirt, revealing a muscular and strong physique.