Holy Fist
Chapter 351: Finals 179!

Chapter 351: Finals 179!

Transcendent passive, astounding wisdom. With each life-and-death combat, one can gain a certain insight and experience, gradually making one’s Combat Skills more complete and refined. At this moment, Bai Xiao is probably in such a state.

The Transcendent Secret Martial Copper Statue Technique he cultivated had reached the third layer, inherently possessing a kind of shockwave force. It was like a thick and ancient gigantic bell, which, when struck with any heavy object, would cause a vibration and in turn, generate a shockwave force back to the striking object. The manifestation of this force happened to have a curious parallel with the effect of Fu Xue’s Echo Sword, especially as it was now resonating.

Originally, upon cultivating the Copper Statue Technique to the third layer, one could possess about twenty percent of shockwave force. That is, if someone were to punch you, twenty percent of that force would rebound back to them. The power could cause the attacker’s hand to crack open if they did not actively apply Dissipating Force. It served as both a supportive and passive capacity.

As for now, Bai Xiao had achieved a professional sublimation to Copper Wall Iron Curtain, allowing the Copper Statue Technique to advance to the fourth layer. Based on his estimation, the effect of the shockwave force should be greatly enhanced, but it would likely be around thirty to forty percent at most.

Still not reaching fifty percent shockwave force.

Making the attacker beat themselves to death.

At this instant, Bai Xiao’s astounding wisdom was turning the impossible into possible. Amidst the waterfall of golden-red sword light, he kept operating the Copper Statue Technique, his entire skin resembling a giant, heavy, integrated bronze bell. Each of Fu Xue’s cuts and slashes stirred an echo within the bell.

The chopping was incessant, as were the echoes.

Eventually, even producing tangible bell-like sounds of "clang, clang, clang." The ground of the arena started to tremble slightly.

Amidst the dense firelight, within the layered sword shadows.

Bai Xiao still stood where he had been at the start of the match, tall and imposing, not moving an inch. His upper body was bare, his iron-cast body radiating a fierce iron-red glow with faint white steam rising off the surface. His arms, like two pillars of concrete, slowly rose, as if driven by hydraulics, entirely unaffected by the sword lights. At last, his hands came together in front of his chest, his head bowed low.

His broad back expanded, muscles surging wildly, opening up like a huge black and red umbrella in an instant. The recessed parts resembled the eyes of an Evil Ghost.

"Clang!"

Fu Xue spun gracefully, like a white butterfly spreading its wings. A white sword light swept by, tracing a sharp arc and striking his back.

At the moment of collision, her wrist trembled slightly, her movements stalling for the first time. Fu Xue was alarmed. She had detected the shockwave force of Bai Xiao’s Horizontal Training body as soon as she executed her strike. However, since Fu Xue was the core practitioner of Echo Sword, with abundant combat experience and quick reflexes, she would dissipate the shockwave with her Dissipating Force Skills upon each collision.

Although the shockwave force affected her, an experienced and skilled person could withstand it if it was only twenty percent rebounded force.

At most, it would have a minor impact.

However, at this moment, Fu Xue suddenly felt the rebound force from the opponent’s Hard Skill suddenly jump from twenty to thirty percent!

"What is this..."

Her arm turned into an afterimage, another torrent of sword light waterfall struck Bai Xiao’s immobile right shoulder, triggering a series of sparks.

"Clang!"

The rebound force, forty percent!!!

A dozen more sword strikes followed, without end.

The rebound force, five layers!!!

Under Fu Xue’s stubborn, never-say-die Echo Sword.

The shockwave force transmitted back from Bai Xiao’s powerful body surprisingly surged to an abnormal seventy percent at its peak! With each strike, Fu Xue was essentially exchanging blows with a master swordsman possessing seventy percent of her own strength!

"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

Her previously forced Dissipating Force Skills finally collapsed at a certain moment. Wave after wave of the shockwave force burst forth, directly causing Fu Xue’s hands to split open, blood spraying, and the bizarre, tuning fork-like Echo Sword breaking on the spot. A sharp segment of the sword spin, embedding itself in the ground of the arena.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

A figure in white collapsed on the ground, coughing madly, eyebrows and eyes raised in a confident yet now dispirited and dim gaze.

Looking at the towering figure ahead who hadn’t moved a step from beginning to end.

From the beginning until the final moment, Bai Xiao had not initiated a single punch at her. It was Fu Xue with her long sword who had defeated herself!

"You... what kind of Hard Skill is this!?"

Her chest heaved, breathing heavily, she asked in a bewildered tone.

Such a bizarre and powerful rebound force indeed exceeded Fu Xue’s common knowledge and understanding. And she couldn’t help but feel, perhaps it was an illusion, that there was some similarity between Bai Xiao’s Hard Skill and the finishing move of Echo Sword she had just used. Fu Xue felt a shock in her heart: "Could it be true what he said? That my Echo Sword bears a curious parallel to his Hard Skill? It must be a coincidence; it’s impossible for someone to learn others’ moves just by watching... That would be too exaggerated..."

Across the arena, Bai Xiao slowly lowered his hands, revealing his unscathed, robust body. He glanced down at Fu Xue, sensing that this woman might be doubting his astounding wisdom and his gaze revealed a hint of pity.

Astounding wisdom is named so because it is astoundingly beyond belief, not just for mere wisdom. If astounding wisdom is not unspeakably inconceivable, making it hard for people to believe, how could it be called astounding wisdom?