Holy Fist
Chapter 371 - 189 Point Brushing

Chapter 371: 189 Point Brushing

The gymnasium was bathed in the glaring sunlight, and even though it was already past four in the afternoon, the sunlight remained fierce. Gold rays were obstructed by the buildings on both sides of the gymnasium, forming distinct patches of dark shadows and dazzling white light. The low vegetation around the edge shimmered with a luminous green sheen.

If you sat in the stands and looked across, you could see some striking gold and silver metal strips on the surface of the building. Some were window frames, some were handrails, all reflecting a gilded brilliance. White pigeons flew over the open gymnasium, intending to circle for a while, but were quickly frightened away by the intense and muffled sounds of battle below. Bang! Bang! Bang! Punches and kicks were heavy as mountains!

Figures on the stage rapidly interwove, their arm collisions often creating the sound and vibrations similar to mini hand grenades. They moved so fast it was beyond normal people’s imagination; with a single flash, one could sprint from one end of the stage to the other. When two participants were in pursuit, the stage seemed to belong to them alone.

After all, the participants in the Dark World’s fighting competition were no ordinary Secret Martial Artists. Bai Xiao treated everyone with cold indifference, seeing them all as mere Experience, and that was because he was too strong. In fact, the participants in this Huaisui City fighting competition, at the very least, possessed the strength of elite disciples from the four major schools. On average, they could even reach the level of core disciples.

Ordinary entry-level disciples watching the fight on the stage would only find it dazzling, unable to follow the competitors’ movements and unable to distinguish who was who.

This is the stark gap between the younger generations.

As the competition progresses to provincial, Eastern, or even national events, this gap will widen further, like the difference between the clouds and the mud.

People often only see the few spotlight stars who enjoy the cheers of thousands on the stage, completely overlooking the defeated, bloodied figures lying on the ground, as well as the massive amount of bones used as stepping stones. Fortunately for them, Bai Xiao is a strong fighter, one who can harshly humiliate the weak!

"Hoo!"

A palm instantaneously traversed a great distance and lightly pressed against the center of a young man’s forehead. A terrifying burst of air, mixed with white light, fiercely swept across his facial features!

The gusty punch caused the young man’s facial skin to ripple and wrinkle, and at the eyes and mouth, one could even see the red flesh underneath. He was like skydiver from a thousand meters high, tears and saliva flowing uncontrollably.

"Number one, victory!"

The referee standing by, ready to intervene at any moment, immediately announced the result.

His eyes were glued to Bai Xiao, who delivered the punch, almost popping out of their sockets, guarding vigilantly as though against a thief. This was necessary; Bai Xiao was strong, too strong. The referee truly worried that Bai Xiao might not restrain himself in time and accidentally kill his opponent, triggering a vicious incident.

Therefore, every time Bai Xiao stepped into the ring, he watched very intently.

What the referee thought was, in case of an accident, he could rush up to the stage in the first instance, check the life signs of the deceased, and stop the assailant from further desecrating the body. Indeed, this referee from the high ranks of the Martial Arts Association was not completely sure he could save someone from Bai Xiao’s hands if that person was targeted. It is worth noting that this referee’s strength was by no means inferior to Luo Yan, the Deputy Head of Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, and was at the later stages of being a Martial Artist.

But, every time Bai Xiao made a move, he felt a certain premonition.

If this person really struck with intent to kill, going all out.

He probably wouldn’t be able to save the other contestant!

This feeling repeated several times.

On the stage, after confirming the result, Bai Xiao withdrew his fist and turned around, leaving in cold silence. Throughout the entire process, not a word was wasted, not an extra move was made. The match started, he threw a punch, and the referee announced the victory.

From start to finish, not even half a second was used.

Victory was that simple!

On one side of the stage, the dark-haired young man stood there stunned, his expression blank and foolish as if he were a humanoid robot. His eyes were red, the tears blown by the gusty wind kept falling uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, sliding over his nose and chin, bringing a stinging sensation.

That was the feeling of saltwater soaking into the wounds.

On the skin of his face, several fine red marks were slightly oozing blood.

Those were undoubtedly the result of the air pressure from Bai Xiao’s punch just then, as the airflow slashed like a knife, cutting through the skin. It was hard to imagine what a tragic state the dark-haired young man would have been in if that punch had landed solidly.

"Strong, too strong!"

The Senior Disciple from some lesser-known small sect watched Bai Xiao’s receding figure, his hands trembling, almost kneeling on the spot.

"All the rumors from two days ago are true!"

"Bai Xiao is unequivocally the number one in Huaisui City’s Secret Martial World!"

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and couldn’t help but feel extremely worried as he questioned: "Is He Xiang really qualified to be his opponent?"

In the audience seats, Bai Xiao passed one seat after another, returning to his own. Beside him, an Elite Disciple with an admiring expression handed over a bottle of mineral water. Bai Xiao shook his head, turned around to sit down, and checked the Experience gained.

[Quest: Bounty (Accumulated Experience: 202)]

Satisfied with a glance, he shifted his gaze back to the stage.

It was now the fourth round of the Dark World fighting competition.

Once this round was over, not many people would be left.

However, Bai Xiao still saw several familiar faces in the mix, the number ones from the other three schools’ core, and He Xiang among them. Due to the double-elimination system, someone like Chen Hu, who was defeated by He Xiang, managed to fight back from the losers’ bracket. Of course, when the number of participants in the city-level Dark World fighting competition reached single digits, the revival matches will be stopped and a cruel elimination system will be reintroduced.