Holy Fist
Chapter 372 - 189 Point Brushing_2

Chapter 372: 189 Point Brushing_2

At first, the relaxation was to prevent hot favorites from being knocked out early in upsets. Later on, the tightening of rules was to maintain the seriousness of the fighting competition.

"Fewer and fewer people left, I hope I get a better draw next."

"Let me draw randomly against Xing Lie’s four, the Experience they provide is definitely higher than the average level of this batch of competitors..."

However, to Bai Xiao’s disappointment, he did not encounter the ones he was hoping to meet in the fifth and sixth rounds. Nevertheless, Bai Xiao did not experience the worst-case scenario of being idle. It can only be said that he gained Experience in an orderly fashion.

The two battles in these two rounds were still a crushing victory.

What was different this time was that there were two more referees watching intently beside the stage. That’s right, when Bai Xiao stepped onto the stage, the referees who were supposed to monitor the other two stages subtly moved towards him. It seemed that the three referees had reached some private agreement to keep a close watch on Bai Xiao.

Temporarily forming an iron triangle.

They would not give him a chance to kill his opponent in an instant!

There was no choice, as something happened during the finals of the Martial Arts Exchange Conference held by Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall, which made Bai Xiao’s name notoriously fierce! If they do not guard him, then who? Bai Xiao saw everything but did not mind; he did not feel this was an offense but rather took it as a form of respect towards his strength!

Could other competitors make several referees unite to guard against them?

...

By nearly six o’clock in the afternoon, the sixth round ended.

At this point, the top eight of the current Dark World fighting competition in Huaisui City had emerged. As expected by everyone, the first core disciples of the four big sects entered this rank, including He Xiang of the Ghost Wolf Fist. The other three were strong core disciples, two from the four big sects, and one was the Senior Disciple from a minor martial arts hall. They were to compete for the spots to progress.

Since it was already growing dark with the orange sun wrapped in clouds, forming a vast expanse of fiery clouds on the horizon, the organizers announced the top eight and suspended the competition, which would resume the next morning.

This also allowed the eight participants to adjust their state and recover from their injuries.

Huai Bei City Gymnasium, the crowds dispersed, with some sects located nearby going directly back. While some competitors chose to stay at the Martial Arts Association right across, so that they could enter the Huai Bei City Gymnasium first thing next morning. They might have been eliminated, but that did not prevent them from continuing to watch the competition.

Such a big event is a great opportunity to broaden horizons and gain insights.

On the Fierce Bird Sect’s returning convoy.

Bai Xiao silently looked at the afternoon’s gains, a full three hundred plus points of Experience, equivalent to six Potential Points. Along with the five points stored in the Dark Red Modifier, he now had a total of eleven Potential Points. However, it was still not enough to enhance the Fierce Bird Secret Technique, so Bai Xiao decided not to exchange them yet.

Waiting until the end of the Dark World fighting competition in Huaisui City was not too late.

That night, at the Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters’ Martial Arts Arena.

He practiced the Fierce Bird Secret Technique for several hours, until his body was slightly sweaty, he took a cold shower in the bathing facilities and went to sleep.

The next day, Huai Water Gymnasium, the human flow regathered.

The entire stands were still filled with a large number of people, only slightly reduced.

Most wanted to see the entire event through.

Around half-past eight in the morning, as the sun gradually rose, the interrupted Dark World fighting competition continued with the top eight battles. The host conducted a simple pre-competition warm-up, and voices constantly came from the loudspeakers, making sure everyone present could hear.

The top eight would no longer fight on three stages simultaneously.

Instead, it would be one pair at a time, fighting on the largest, number one stage.

Initially, it was because there were many people and a revival competition format, and now that only the strong and powerful remained, they naturally had to compete in batches to appear grand, serious, and the center of everyone’s attention. Of course, the main reason was to drag out the length of the event.

If the several fights after the top eight were held simultaneously, they would be over in less than an hour. Even faster, they could be over in half an hour.

"Ding!"

The loudspeaker emitted a prompt sound, and the entire venue fell silent.

The host in black clothing, holding a microphone: "The fighting competition, seventh round, officially starts! Please all eight competitors, get ready in advance!"

"Beep..."

"Number one versus number thirty!"

From the stands, Bai Xiao slowly stood up and walked down the aisle.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure approaching swiftly. He was wearing a black tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt, his arms hanging at his sides, his elbows slightly bent outward, and his solid muscles comparable to two concrete posts.

Steel Bell Sect, Lv Tang!

During the Martial Arts Exchange Conference, Bai Xiao had not personally fought against Lv Tang. Lv Tang was defeated early by Xing Lie. However, it was in the top eight of the Dark World fighting competition that the two finally coincidentally met.

On the number one arena, a dark red rubber covering.

Two figures stood facing each other, one on the left and one on the right, both strong and tall, exuding an abundant aura of vitality. That was the imposing presence brought about by profound horizontal training.

Bai Xiao calmly looked towards his opponent.

Lv Tang appeared as if facing a formidable enemy, his whole body’s muscles taut. The large tendons in his arms were wrapped around like steel wires, with his skin’s surface having a sand-like roughness and faintly reflecting a metallic sheen.

Steel Ring Fist, practiced to make one’s arms as hard as hardened steel.

"Steel Bell Sect, Lv Tang!"

He performed a fist-and-palm salute, taking a deep breath.

"Fierce Bird Sect, Bai Xiao."

Bai Xiao also saluted with a fist-and-palm gesture.

"Beep!"

"The match begins!"

After the broadcast announcement, an unusual situation occurred in the arena.

Normally, as soon as the match begins, competitors would rush to attack swiftly, this being a correct approach. For two equally matched opponents, the one seizing the initiative would have each step lead to another, possibly overcoming the other with an overwhelming force rapidly. However, on the number one arena, both figures still stood in place, motionless.

"Bai Xiao, I know I’m not your match."

"But, I want to see you at full strength, to see just how big the gap is between you and me! Come on, I’m ready..."

Lv Tang spoke candidly, with an openness of heart. He knew he wouldn’t win against Bai Xiao as soon as he found out he was his opponent. But it didn’t matter, the four defeated in the seventh round would compete for the last spot, and he still had a chance.

Directly opposite him, Bai Xiao narrowed his eyes, suddenly revealing a hint of a smile.

"If I go all out, you’ll die..."

"A hundred percent, not even the three referees below the arena could save you."

By the side of the arena, the referee in black twitched and his face darkened.

"Let’s do this, I’ll just use my physical strength to spar with you."

Tens of meters away, Lv Tang frowned, about to speak.

"Whoosh!!!!"

Suddenly, a massive black shadow, like a meteor, shot across the enormous arena, splitting it in two, and abruptly appeared in front of him. Compressed and deformed air currents, like eerily white steam, swept past from the edges of Bai Xiao’s ferocious features. A domineering aura explosively suppressed everything, leaving Lv Tang shaking like a rickety boat amidst raging waves.

"Catch this!"

Bai Xiao cracked a smile, issuing a caution in the blink of an eye.

The next second, boom!!!!

A fist thrown in his direction created a terrifying rumble, as if a meteorite traveling at a shocking speed was piercing through the atmosphere, a simple yet devastatingly powerful blow.

Lv Tang’s pupils contracted, as he erupted with power, his shoulder’s fabric bursting apart. His upper body’s sculpted muscles and bulging veins, reflecting a steel-like sheen. Beneath the sunlight, one could even see his blue veins swelling and contracting.

"Thump!!!"

The entire number one arena shook violently, with air currents whooshing past.

Bai Xiao stood on the arena, slowly retracting his extended fist.

In front of him, a gap appeared in the arena, with alloy barrier nets and columns as thick as thighs all knocked flying out. Lv Tang fell dozens of meters away, half-propped up against a section of concrete steps he himself had collapsed.

"Cough cough cough..."

Lv Tang coughed violently a few times, tilting his head to look towards the arena, but all he could see was an unhesitating figure already turning away to leave.

"Heh heh."

He laughed at himself bitterly, twice.