Holy Fist
Chapter 348 - 177 Hits anyone with one punch!_2

Chapter 348: 177 Hits anyone with one punch!_2

Echo Sword, the white-haired woman holding the sword, thought warily.

"..."

Meanwhile, at Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, Xing Lie’s immediate concern was not the explosively powerful Chen Hu, but rather the silhouette enveloped by Chen Hu’s dark fist shadows. His gaze was profound, as if he could see through the shadows to what lay inside.

There, a towering figure stood motionless, arms crossed in front of his chest.

His gaze was calm as he watched Chen Hu, who was frantically throwing punches, drenched in sweat.

Thump thump thump thump...

Countless fist shadows exploded on the surface of the body but failed even to briefly deform or indent the hard muscles! All they could do was create wavy creases from the fists on Bai Xiao’s combat suit, slightly disheveling his black hair.

"Chen Hu has lost."

In the spectator seats, Xing Lie suddenly spoke.

"Ah?!"

Beside him, an elite disciple of the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall was startled.

His gaze was fixed on the situation in front of him, where Bai Xiao was entirely suppressed by Chen Hu’s offensive, passively taking hits without managing a single counterattack.

The elite disciple was puzzled and confused.

"First Senior Brother, how could Chen Hu lose? He..."

Before he finished speaking, the situation in the ring suddenly changed, the circumstances taking a one-hundred-eighty-degree turn! The crowd, fully engrossed, let out exclamations of shock.

They saw Chen Hu, who had been furiously attacking, limbs a blur of trailing shadows, suddenly retreating rapidly, like a wild horse fleeing at high speed across the grassland. As if electrocuted, his feet stamped on the ground, his figure shooting backward.

A deep sense of shock had already turned into fear on his rugged face.

"Can you run away?"

"You’ve just hit me hundreds of punches; all I need is to land one punch..."

A low voice suddenly rang out from behind Chen Hu, who was rapidly retreating. A chill ran down his spine, and the sense of danger shot straight to his brain.

"Blood Scream!!!"

In a do-or-die moment, Chen Hu suddenly turned around and threw a punch!

This was the strongest single move he could deliver!

"Roar... Boom!!!"

The intense roar of a tiger had barely risen before it was suppressed by a violent collision. An extreme, merciless brute force completely crushed Chen Hu’s technique. It was like a runaway bulldozer clearing its path on the road!

"Whoosh!"

Chen Hu’s formidable body was sent flying, spinning seven hundred twenty degrees before his back struck the alloy net of the ring heavily.

With a squeal, the alloy net twisted and deformed, straining to its limit.

It finally stopped Chen Hu, just short of breaking.

With a thud, his body fell.

On the alloy net, the outline of a robust body was especially prominent.

"Cough cough cough..."

Chen Hu propped up half of his body with his left hand, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, the intense shock still apparent in his eyes. Looking up at the imposing figure silently standing with his back to him on the ring, he murmured to himself, "He was holding back..."

For a moment, the spectator stands fell into a hushed silence. This was especially true for Rock Tiger Sect, where not a single person spoke; all were in shock, mouths agape. Their First Senior Brother Chen Hu had lost? And so cleanly, without the slightest hint of suspense?

Knowing that within Rock Tiger Sect, First Senior Brother Chen Hu had always been the unbeatable symbol of the younger generation. Not even several core disciples together could match him.

Outside the sect, Chen Hu was also a formidable fighter, and even when facing the top core disciples of other schools, the outcome was either a draw or at worst a slight difference in skills.

Never before had he been so thoroughly and embarrassingly defeated as today.

At this moment,

Many disciples of Rock Tiger Sect saw their image of the great eldest senior brother shattered.

"Is the outcome decided this quickly? I thought that when the first core disciples of two sects face off, there would at least be exchange blows for a while before a winner emerges. But it’s finished in less than a minute?"

"The newly risen first core disciple of Fierce Bird Sect is strong! Very strong!"

"Am I seeing things? Or did I miss something? Did Bai Xiao only use one punch!? In the beginning, it was all defense, no retaliation or punches thrown, just at the last moment, Chen Hu suddenly staggered back and got one-punch KO’d..."

Disciples from various sects in the audience were buzzing with surprise in their tones.

"Chen... Chen Hu, really lost!"

An elite disciple from Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall said, his mouth agape dumbfoundedly.

Beside him, Xing Lie’s eyes seemed to gleam with interest.

To the left of the ring, an elder in black clothes, acting as the referee, announced the result of this match: "Fight number twelve, contender number one, wins!"

...

Bai Xiao stepped off the ring, under the complex gazes of the crowd, and returned to his seat. His expression unchanged, his heart without a ripple.

During his bout with Chen Hu, Bai Xiao wanted to gauge the standard of the first core disciple of the major sects. That’s why he started with defense only, testing Chen Hu’s strength. After roughly figuring it out, he naturally did not plan to waste more time and easily crushed the opponent with a single punch.

"Chen Hu’s strength is stronger than that of Second Senior Sister Xia Shi, already very close to the Martial Fighter Realm. Fist Eye Skill, efficacy skills, energy skills are all mastered to perfection, and our sect’s secret fist technique has also reached a profound level. However, such strength is still not enough to contend with a Martial Artist..."

"And ordinary Martial Artists, I could easily handle even before my breakthrough. After my breakthrough, there’s even less to discuss. It seems, in this Martial Arts Exchange Conference, it’s unlikely anyone will be able to force out more than fifty percent of my strength..."

Bai Xiao’s eyes twinkled, his gaze sweeping over the first core disciples of the various sects.

Perhaps sensing his gaze, the respective first core disciples cast their eyes back at him, most showing an excited eagerness to try. Bai Xiao shook his head and smiled wryly. It seemed he had underestimated them.

He had originally thought these first core disciples would fear him.

Indeed, those martial arts talents who step by step grow to become the first core disciple of a sect, none of them are to be taken lightly. They all harbor a strong desire for victory, and show eagerness when faced with a formidable opponent.

In his vision, a white-haired swordswoman drew her beloved sword, lightly sanding the blade’s edge with specialized sandpaper, its chill biting. A muscular youth in black tight clothes displayed a smile, his lips curling slightly. The tanned man with Gale Iron Slash Fist was restless, clenching his fists tightly.

Especially Xing Lie from Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, his gaze locked onto Bai Xiao as if wanting to dissect him, the same look he had when he watched Wu Binghe back then.

"Interesting..."

Bai Xiao’s gaze flickered, observing everything.

Time passed, another fifteen minutes.

The last participating disciple from Fierce Bird Sect took the stage, this elite disciple being the strongest among the seven core disciples, actually exchanged blows evenly with a core disciple from Steel Bell Sect. Unfortunately, after dozens of moves, still defeated and lacking staying power. With that, for the individual matches, only Bai Xiao remained from Fierce Bird Sect. Soon, the competition moved to the second phase of individual matches.

Fifteen to eight, one person, rather fortunate, will be on bye.

In the third match of the second stage, something eye-catching happened.

Xing Lie, the first core disciple of Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, surprisingly faced the first core disciple of Gale Iron Slash Fist, that lean and dark youth. Though not much in appearance, his strength was probably considerable, likely ranking among the top three in this Martial Arts Exchange Conference.

As Gale Iron Slash Fist is the second-ranked faction in Heng Guang City. And this lean and dark youth, almost equivalent to the strength Xing Lie from Huaisui City’s Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall before his breakthrough. He can be considered the second figure among the younger generation in Heng Guang!

As these two exchanged blows, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Everyone anticipated a hearty battle unfolding before their eyes.

But, what no one expected was,

The battle was utterly one-sided, with the elder brother from Gale Iron Slash Fist completely overpowered, with no power to fight back. Xing Lie with aggressively fiery fists, brutally suppressed the opponent, effortlessly and suffocatingly cramping the space for Gale Iron Slash Fist’s elder brother to operate. The final punch sent him out of the ring.

Strong! Undeniably strong!

Even everyone could feel Xing Lie had held back, a lot of back. He hadn’t even begun to get serious, and the opponent had already been defeated.