Holy Fist
Chapter 254 - 133 Dark Red, upgrade the Ten Fists Sword!_2

Chapter 254: 133 Dark Red, upgrade the Ten Fists Sword!_2

A flood of professional experience acquisition messages rapidly scrolled by.

Especially the newly obtained Martial Arts Association Member profession.

No sooner had it been activated than it leveled up.

[Your profession ’Martial Arts Association Member’ has gained +207 Experience!]

[Your profession ’Martial Arts Association Member’ has risen to LV.2!]

[Your skill ’Strike Against Dangerous Organizations’ has gained +234 Experience!]

[Your skill ’Strike Against Dangerous Organizations’ has risen to LV.2!]

Bai Xiao’s gaze quickly swept through, pausing on the information below.

[Profession: Martial Arts Association Member LV.2 (8/400)]

(Extractable)

[Skill: Strike Against Dangerous Organizations LV.2 (35/400)]

(Extractable)

The dark red extractable indicator caught Bai Xiao’s attention.

This time he gained an extremely generous amount of experience.

It was because he had encountered a Killing Ghost of Evil Ghost level!

Evil Ghost level, equivalent to a Martial Artist in the martial arts world.

In Huaisui City, it definitely belonged to the high-end combat forces.

Bai Xiao clashed with this level of opponent and managed to kill it through unorthodox means, gaining an amount of experience that would be hard to consider small. His Martial Artist profession also received a flood of experience, accumulating in the hundreds.

However, advancing in the Martial Artist profession required a substantial amount of experience.

Even after this event, there was still some shortfall.

[Profession: Martial Artist LV.3 (1030/1200)]

Bai Xiao redirected his thoughts back to the Martial Arts Association Member profession.

"Dark Red."

He silently uttered in his heart.

Instantly, the modifier popped out, enshrouded by a mysterious power.

A streak of red light covered the Martial Arts Association Member profession.

The status bar blurred, as if a mist gently glided across.

An abundance of experience points were swiftly extracted and converted into Potential Points.

After a moment.

Bai Xiao’s gaze returned to the front.

[Dark Red Modifier]

[Potential Points: 6]

He took a deep breath and glanced at the Martial Artist profession.

A slight joy in his heart, he could advance again.

Bai Xiao felt that the situation was very urgent lately, seemingly reaching a white-hot phase. Before that ultimate battle arrived, every increase in combat power would add security to his safety.

All he wanted was peace of mind.

...

Ding!

The membrane shattered, space trembled.

Everything in front of them suddenly flickered, as if overclocked.

The four individuals’ minds, blurred then clear.

Before them, strikingly, lay a city street, severely damaged.

The surrounding buildings were crumbling and chaotic. Not far away, a building’s side had a sleek and huge curved gap as if a fierce ancient beast had bitten off a chunk.

The ground scorched black, flames of high temperatures raging fiercely.

Even the asphalt had melted.

Beside it, an entire wall encased in over half a meter of solid ice.

Emanating a strong cold aura.

"This..."

The four had just appeared.

Next to them, a gaunt figure shot over like the wind.

With a touch of his feet to the ground, he revealed his figure.

It was Chen Liao.

His upper body clothing was tattered, leaving only a ring of shredded cloth around his neck. A long scar adorned his shoulder, with a purple thorn-like eerie power corroding around the wound. A continuous stream of white qi also flowed from within Chen Liao, where two powers clashed back and forth, consuming each other relentlessly.

"Are you alright? Thank goodness!"

His gaze swept over the four, especially lingering on Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao, although with a large wound on his chest, wasn’t in mortal danger.

This greatly relieved Chen Liao.

"Is it over?"

Xia Shi looked around at the signs of battle and asked solemnly.

"Yes."

Chen Liao nodded, his expression grave.

"The Horror Bird Organization had a premeditated attack this time. They must have received prior information; otherwise, they wouldn’t have ambushed us so precisely. Inside the Fierce Bird Sect, and even within the Martial Arts Association, there must be some leaking information."

He took a deep breath and continued.

"We suffered significant losses: two Elders died in combat, and another Elder is seriously injured. The other Elders also sustained various injuries, even Sect Leader Yan Qi is hurt." Chen Liao paused for a moment and then took a different tack, "Of course, the Horror Bird Organization also paid a price; they too lost an Evil Ghost level fighter. The leader of the Horror Bird Organization, Blood Bird, is even more severely injured than Sect Leader Yan Qi..."

"It’s just that they were fighting on their home turf, with ambushes prepared in advance."

"Our losses are greater than theirs."

Martial Artists are not ordinary Breakers; it takes at least a few years for a school to replenish such levels of combat power. The loss of two Martial Artists for the Fierce Bird Sect would definitely be considered a crippling blow.

Chen Liao mentioning the losses of the Horror Bird Organization was just a way to save face.

Of course, what he didn’t know was.

The Horror Bird Organization didn’t just lose one Evil Ghost level fighter.

Bai Xiao had also killed one!

It’s just that no one knew for the moment.

However, the losses of the Horror Bird Organization were real.

When both factions clashed, the Fierce Bird Sect would still benefit from this.

Half a minute later.

Chen Liao led Bai Xiao and the others to a flat open area.

All the Elders were present, each with injuries, their clothes ragged.

In the central position, Sect Leader Yan Qi’s towering figure was sitting cross-legged.

With each deep inhalation and exhalation, a terrifying ripple seemed to reverberate from the depths of the world, spreading out like ripples.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, full of fierce light.

"Return to headquarters to heal."

"I’ll make another trip to the Martial Arts Association!"

"This time, An Junhai must support my Fierce Bird Sect no matter what!"

Elsewhere.

The Horror Bird Organization, having gained the upper hand, was quickly evacuating.

In an abandoned warehouse.

A gathering of many experts, their black robes bloodstained, the aura ferocious.

The leader, with hands slightly hanging down, slender as if carved from pristine white jade.