Holy Fist
Chapter 260: The strong should thoroughly humiliate the weak (Thanks to the book friend ’Hua Hu Huanghua Han’ for the reward of 100,000 reading coins!)

Chapter 260: The strong should thoroughly humiliate the weak (Thanks to the book friend ’Hua Hu Huanghua Han’ for the reward of 100,000 reading coins!)

Huaisui City outskirts, abandoned chemical factory.

The entrance to the south gate is an architectural terrain very suitable for an ambush.

Two disciples of the Rock Tiger Sect quickly arrived at the spot. They had set out as soon as the hunters’ group message was sent, and because they were relatively close, they arrived quickly enough to take advantageous terrain.

"Elder brother, this time the points are quadrupled, the Martial Arts Association really went all out. Basically, killing one Void Demon is the equivalent of completing four major tasks. Normally, a Martial Arts Association member couldn’t reach four times in half a year..."

A youth with freckles on his face, about 1.8 meters tall, spoke.

He was dressed in a set of black short-sleeved martial arts attire, with joint positions thickened for added protection, clinging to the body snugly to allow maximum freedom of movement for punches and kicks.

"That’s why we have to take good advantage of this. Earn more points and we should be able to exchange them for quite a few good things later on. This Void Demon Nest reportedly has thirty or forty Void Demons, and the Martial Arts Association announced there are about thirty professional hunters. If each person took down one, there would still be leftovers. We’re not greedy, just killing one more Void Demon would be enough..."

The other youth standing beside him was 1.85 meters tall with a strong build, broad and powerful palms with fingertips that had faint calluses, seemingly a practitioner of claw skills.

That day, the two Rock Tiger Sect hunters each took down a Void Demon, which was the average. Someone like Bai Xiao who took down ten Void Demons consecutively was extremely rare. That’s because fighting a Void Demon was a matter of life and death only if you had extreme confidence in your own strength, enough to crush the opponent.

Otherwise, no one would engage in such intense hunting.

The slightest carelessness could turn the tables, and the price paid would be life itself.

"Our position here is not bad, whether for attacking or retreating, we can handle it with ease. Moreover, if it gets chaotic inside and a Void Demon flees this way, we can ambush and launch a surprise attack..."

The tall youth continued to speak in a steady voice.

"Guo Fan, go to that wall, I’ll stay here. When a Void Demon rushes out, it will be caught between two fires, unable to cope at both ends."

However, just as the freckled youth was about to move,

Several more figures swept over quickly from outside.

Two of them intercepted Guo Fan with flashing movements.

"What is the meaning of this?"

Guo Fan furrowed his brow as he looked at the two men.

These two were dressed in light red martial arts uniforms, with gold and red flame patterns faintly visible on the collar and inner sleeves of their outfits.

It was obvious they were from the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall.

"What does it mean..."

"We, the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, are taking this place. Do you understand?"

The last person spoke in a dominant tone as he walked over from the main road.

He stood at 1.85 meters tall, with a muscular and athletic physique. His shoulders and arm muscles were notably bulging, exuding a fierce and powerful presence. His features were quite handsome, with a straight nose and sharp eyes, carrying an aura of youthful arrogance—troublesome to deal with.

"The seventh Core Disciple of the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, Hong Qing!"

The pupil of the tall disciple from the Rock Tiger Sect contracted, and he blurted out.

Not only was Hong Qing the seventh Core Disciple of the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, but he also seemed to be related to the Martial Arts Hall Master. Of course, the main reason he became a core was due to his own strength and passing the core disciple trial.

There was no dispute about this.

Yet, aside from his identity as a Core Disciple,

Hong Qing also had a profound background.

"Since you recognize me, then vacate this place obediently."

Hong Qing said with a smile, his face somehow irritatingly punchable.

But, the siblings from the Rock Tiger Sect had no choice but to comply.

They didn’t have the advantage in numbers, nor could they compete in strength. After all, Hong Qing was a Core Disciple of the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, and even being the seventh was extremely strong for an ordinary sect disciple. The two from the Rock Tiger Sect combined were not a match.

"Guo Fan, let’s go."

The tall youth made a decisive and stern decision.

"Elder brother..."

Guo Fan reluctantly hesitated to speak, still not content.

"Let’s go!"

Immediately, the tall youth swiftly walked away, with Guo Fan clenching his fists and following.

As they walked, they whispered to each other.

"Elder brother, are we just giving up our good position to them?"

"We were here first, is the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall always this overbearing?"

Guo Fan was still not reconciled and turned his head to look back towards the south gate position.

"They are strong, we are weak, it’s that simple."

The tall youth sighed, helpless.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Guo Fan lifted his head, looking towards the weeds by the roadside.

There, a black-clothed figure was striding forward.

The person had an imposing figure, an inverted triangle shape, broad and powerful shoulders. A face devoid of expression, exuding a silent, icy aura.

He was moving fast, heading straight for the interior of the chemical factory.

Da da da...

Without communicating, without saying hello, the man seemed to disregard the three from the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, his whole body emitting a ’keep away from me’ vibe, looking even more arrogant than Hong Qing from just a moment ago. He was about to step into the abandoned chemical factory...

Suddenly, the man stopped, turned his head, and glanced at the three people.

His gaze lingered on the flame patterns on their collars and sleeves.

"What are you looking at? If you’re going in, then just get the hell inside!"

One of the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall disciples stepped forward and said.

"You guys are... people from the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall?"

The man stood still and spoke silently.

The disciple from the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall frowned, impatiently responding.

"So what if we..."

"Bang!"

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, a massive fist, like a bolt of lightning, slammed into the abdomen of the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall disciple, bending him over like a cooked shrimp.