Holy Fist
Chapter 290 - 150 Wu Binghe, aren’t you going to make a move?

Chapter 290: 150 Wu Binghe, aren’t you going to make a move?

The terrifying power, in a crazy shock wave, turned into a clearly visible physical blast wave. Circular ripples spread outward from the center of the three men!

The ground beneath their feet shook, and half of the plaza seemed to vibrate.

Bai Xiao and two Evil Ghosts clashed, each employing deadly moves upon encounter!

At the core, the heavy gusts of wind created a ring of mist. This was a visual effect of dust exploding rapidly after the collision of massive forces.

In the midst of the mist, flashes of electricity twinkled.

Three blurred figures suddenly flew backward at a high speed.

The Evil Ghost who had just been shocked flew far away and crashed heavily onto the concrete. The crackling sound in his chest and the intense pain of tearing muscles emanated from his prone body laying in the pit he had created, his pale yet robust torso marked by a deep blood-drenched cross slash mark.

Flesh ripped, and beneath it, bones were faintly visible.

The Demon Lion Roar Sword, in that instant, had pierced through the Black Membrane.

Leaving behind a memorable and severe injury.

On the other side, the second Evil Ghost felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train running at full speed. His skeletal structure emitted sounds of incapacity to support him, and as his body moved upward, things around him appeared blurred due to the high speed. He knelt to the ground.

His body arched, and he vomited painfully, continuously coughing up blood.

The rampant blow from the Totem Giant likely had an impact force of dozens of tons. This Evil Ghost felt as though he was almost burst on the spot.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

His chest heaved rapidly, and he gasped violently.

Looking towards a distance, there was the direction Bai Xiao had been thrown.

A massive figure, feet firmly planted in the ground, absorbing the surging impact force. He remained standing, but his robust body still dripped with pattering blood, like a light rain falling down. On his exaggeratedly bulging muscles, iron-red skin split open, fine blood traces constantly oozing blood.

The two most severe injuries on Bai Xiao’s body.

One was on his left shoulder, where the thick muscle surface had several deep blood holes, as if bitten by a fierce mastiff. The other was on his chest, blackened, with underlying muscles almost cooked.

After all, he was up against two Evil Ghost level opponents.

Both employing their killing moves simultaneously.

Bai Xiao had wounded them, and he himself was also severely injured.

It was a situation where both parties were equally damaged.

"Hehehe, that’s the spirit!"

In a corner of the plaza, sweat continually poured down Bai Xiao’s forehead and temples. His robust chest moved up and down like a large ventilator, breathing in fresh air. He looked down at his injuries.

His face showed a twisted smile due to the pain.

Just now, Bai Xiao had used the Totem Giant in front of everyone.

Originally, he did not want to expose it.

But, the school he had joined had suddenly encountered a crisis, teetering on the brink of life and death. Bai Xiao had no choice but to help as much as he could.

He only hoped that the Fierce Bird Sect could safely get through this crisis.

Of course, the main reason was that now, his strength was sufficient. Bai Xiao’s native combat power was enough to be classified at the elder level. And elder level, within the entire Fierce Bird Sect, comprised only a rare few. So as his strength progressed, naturally, some things that needed to be kept secret at lower realms were no longer as fearsome at higher realms.

The Martial Arts Building, the plaza.

A gust of wind blew, carrying away large swathes of dust and debris.

Not far off, originally in intense confrontation, the Fierce Bird Sect Elder and the Horror Bird Organization’s Evil Ghost, many eyes now turned towards Bai Xiao.

A Breaker against two Evil Ghost levels, fighting two against one, both sides hurt?

Is this some kind of fairy tale?

"It’s Bai Xiao! How can he have such combat power!?"

From the Fierce Bird Sect, an elder expressed his astonishment.

"To face two Evil Ghost levels simultaneously and not be outmatched! What Hard Skill and Secret Martial has this young man trained in, all to perfection?"

Another physically robust elder murmured.

"Bai Xiao, what a pity..."

Wen Yuan, the elder who had once attempted to recruit Bai Xiao as his disciple, had a slightly dazed look and his shock soon turned into regret and jealousy.

The regret was for not humbling himself to compete with Chen Liao for his disciple.

The jealousy was for Chen Liao having such an exceptionally talented disciple.

If Bai Xiao was already like this now...

What would he be like given a few more years?

Among them, the least surprised was Bai Xiao’s master, Chen Liao.

His face bore an expression that was expected yet unexpected.

Chen Liao had previously sensed a subtle threat from Bai Xiao. The current situation completely confirmed his earlier feeling, it was definitely not an illusion. His disciple was demonically talented, requiring a full departure from normal reasoning and understanding. For instance, if someone had previously suggested that a Breaker could challenge a Martial Artist and Evil Ghost levels, Chen Liao would have definitely not believed it.

But, Bai Xiao had achieved it.

Moreover, from what was just mentioned.

The two Evil Ghosts that had gone towards the Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters’ Fighting Hall...

Were they also killed by Bai Xiao?!

In front of the crowd, the Sect Leader, Yan Qi, surveyed the entire scene.

He felt that the situation was very favorable.

On the side of the Horror Bird Organization, two Evil Ghosts were injured, drastically reducing their combat power. Although Bai Xiao was also injured, he was an unexpected additional force.