Holy Fist
Chapter 256 - 134 Takes Strengthening Pills to enhance strength.

Chapter 256: 134 Takes Strengthening Pills to enhance strength.

Suddenly, the Potential Points in the Dark Red Modifier rapidly decreased.

In a moment of distraction, six Potential Points were exhausted.

Mysterious energy fluctuations enveloped Bai Xiao’s arms.

His palms felt like two sharp swords, piercing into the Iron Sand. A sensation of numbness and burning pain spread through his flesh like the roots of a plant growing within. Bai Xiao maintained a still posture, enduring everything.

The muscles in his arms bulged, his skin turning a ghastly black and red.

Before him, the Ten Fists Sword Skill was obscured by a misty haze.

As time passed, his vision gradually cleared.

A prompt scrolled across the bottom.

[Your profession ’Martial Artist’, experience +50!]

[Your skill ’Ten Fists Sword First Layer’, experience +300!]

[Skill ’Ten Fists Sword First Layer’ has advanced to ’Second Layer’!]

[Skill: Ten Fists Sword Second Layer (3/800)]

Bai Xiao suddenly closed his eyes as a flood of information poured into his mind. In an instant, he became as proficient with the Ten Fists Sword as if he had practiced it for several years.

All the moves, all the techniques, and all the essentials were embedded in his heart.

Fizzzz...

In the iron pot, the Iron Sand where Bai Xiao’s hands had passed began to churn and boil, as if a great amount of gas was escaping between the grains of sand. An intense refining reaction caused part of the Iron Sand to melt into a liquid silver state, flowing like fluid metal.

Two iron palms, edged with sharpness, waved through the silver liquid.

It was like kneading dough, back and forth, over and over.

Until a thin layer of silver light covered the surface of his palms,

As if he was wearing a pair of thin metal gloves.

Bai Xiao was drenched in sweat all over his body, large beads of sweat rolling down his skin like pearls off a string, plop, plop. His waistband was stained dark with sweat, and his muscles were more pronounced.

After a minute, the tempering finally ended.

His hands swiftly withdrew from the Iron Sand, and due to the high speed, it was as if they drew two golden-red streaks of sparks through the air.

Under the sun, Bai Xiao’s palms reflected dazzling silver light.

They didn’t look like flesh at all, but like weapons.

The edges of his fingers glimmered with an unusually sharp luster.

"Is this the Ten Fists Sword?"

He murmured to himself before taking out the special medicated bath he had prepared.

The bath was a pale blue and watery, more like clear water than a thick mixture.

It even contained more than a dozen ice cubes, keeping it consistently cold.

Soaking his hands in it, the flesh cooled rapidly.

Nourishing medicinal fluid like sweet rain, cooling and moisturizing the palms. The fiery poison that had invaded the hands was also gradually dispelled.

Time passed.

Bai Xiao pulled out his hands, feeling an extraordinary strength in all ten fingers.

Rubbing them lightly against each other, they made a sound like iron plates.

"Let’s test the power."

He slowly turned his head to look at the wooden mannequins and Iron Man Pile prepared next to the Demonstration Arena and took slow, measured steps towards them.

"Wind Sword!"

Bai Xiao’s arm flashed, his five fingers directly penetrating through the thickest part of the wooden mannequin’s chest, his sharp palm edge leaving a smooth trace.

The whole process was as smooth as cutting through tofu.

There was no resistance.

No doubt, it would be the same if he were slicing through a person.

He stepped to the right and positioned his hands in the Ten Fists Sword stance.

His right arm extended in front of him, as if unsheathing a sword from thin air.

Four fingers straight and close together, with the thumb slightly bent as if grasping something phantom.

Swish!

A fleeting silver light danced through the air.

Clang!

The Iron Man Pile trembled violently, its surface bursting into a trail of golden-red sparks.

Bai Xiao stopped moving, his arms perfectly still.

There was a gap of about ten centimeters between his fingertips and the Iron Man Pile. Yet on its chest, there was a deep cut, a witness to the existence of some semi-transparent, silvery Sword Qi that had burst forth from the tips of his fingers in that instant.

That must be the Sword Qi of the Second Layer of the Ten Fists Sword!

Clang, clang, clang!

Continuous swinging of his hands, high-speed slashing.

Soon, the surface of the Iron Man Pile was slashed into a disarray.

Bai Xiao retracted his hands and clenched them into fists again.

His eyes scanned over the Martial Artist profession.

More information about the Ten Fists Sword Skill emerged.

’Hardness Enhancement Level 2’

’Sharpness Enhancement Level 2’

’Sword Energy Enhancement Level 1’

A new special effect was added.

The other two special effects were also strengthened.

Bai Xiao took a deep breath and then remembered the third layer of the Ten Fists Sword.

The third layer was a stronger Sword Qi that operated detached from the body.

However, there was a condition: the cultivator needed to master internal strength first.

It seemed that for the next while,

He would need to step into the Breaker Third Stage as soon as possible.

After a moment of silence, he looked down at the wounds on his body.

Because of the point increase effect, many minor injuries had already healed, others more severe were significantly better, only the huge scar on his chest remained conspicuous. The white bandage was faintly stained with traces of blood.

"It’s time to replenish my energy in the canteen."

His body would be truly enhanced only after receiving nutrition.

Probably in a few hours, the wound on the chest would be much better.

In the Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters canteen,

Bai Xiao finished a table full of delicious food, feeling quite comfortable.

The only annoyance was the group of curious onlookers by his side.

In the canteen, the disciples of Fierce Bird Sect cast furtive glances and whispered among themselves. It seemed relevant to the day’s events.

"It’s said that at today’s Martial Arts Association meeting, our Fierce Bird Sect and Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall had another conflict. Core members from both sides agreed to duel. We only had our seventh brother Bai Xiao participate, yet he took on three of the other side’s core disciples in a row, including Xiang Nan, the second core disciple of Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall!"