Holy Fist
Chapter 376 - 191 Huaisui City Fighting Championship concludes, champion_2

Chapter 376: 191 Huaisui City Fighting Championship concludes, champion_2

"Bang!"

Another punch!

He Xiang instantly retreated, his feet hissing as they dragged two dark scorch marks on the ground. His pupils contracted as he saw a figure break through into his attack range in an instant, elbow smashing fiercely towards his abdomen.

With a forceful expulsion of energy, He Xiang’s robust Ghost Wolf Body was sent flying backward for more than a dozen meters, almost two meters off the ground.

While still in mid-air, he saw a silhouette below, chasing like a shooting star after the moon, turning into a blur right beneath him.

Moreover, in that instant, it took a charging stance, a highly dangerous aura surging violently, as if turning into tangible black smoke.

"Blood Axe!"

With a low growl, He Xiang’s body spun and lifted a leg high, then slashed down through the air like lightning!

"Bang!!!!!"

Fists and feet collided, invisible shockwaves violently rippled, and gales surged.

He Xiang only felt a sharp pain in his right foot, his body spinning wildly in the air. But he suppressed the pain, stabilized his center of gravity, and landed on one knee in the arena.

"Whoosh!" "Bang!"

Before he could get up, a figure shot out from the mist nearby.

Simple and unadorned, one punch!

He Xiang hurriedly blocked it with his hands in front of his face, forcefully deflecting the blow. He was once again sent flying diagonally, like riding the clouds and mist, his back slammed heavily against the alloy column. Pain shot through his hands and back, momentarily sobering He Xiang.

"This person..."

"This person never used any Secret Martial moves from beginning to end!"

"Just relying on mere punches and kicks, he completely suppressed my Ghost Wolf Body! How is this possible? Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

He Xiang could hardly believe this fact, because it meant Bai Xiao’s strength completely overwhelmed him in every aspect. Only such an explanation could account for the current situation. Only by completely overpowering his opponent could one remain calm and defeat the enemy with simple punches and kicks. Just like how He Xiang faced those ordinary competitors before, he had never used any Secret Martial moves or even the Ghost Wolf Body state, a single punch was enough!

Could it be, in Bai Xiao’s eyes,

I am as weak as the ordinary competitors are in mine? Sometimes, lies don’t hurt people; the truth is a swift blade!

At this moment, the faint suspicion that He Xiang was unwilling to acknowledge in his heart pierced through his confidence. And the arrogance and momentum that had inflated rapidly after defeating Xing Lie deflated in an instant, like a popped balloon.

"No, I haven’t lost yet!"

His eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered the many opponents he had defeated along the way, the hardships and efforts he endured. And his master, whose life was nearing its end, passed on his power to He Xiang with his dying breath, granting him the strength of a Martial Artist. This was the most hopeful chance to rejuvenate the Ghost Wolf Fist!

This was his dream, and also his master’s last dream.

How could He Xiang easily fall here?!

The next second, his willpower regathered, and it seemed like flames were fiercely burning inside his body. Hope and dreams became the support for He Xiang.

"Kill!!!!"

"Wind Scar!"

With a fierce roar, he charged forward wildly. His body was like rubber, not flesh and blood, displaying astonishing flexibility and explosive power. His arm thrust out fiercely as if it was a powerful spear.

"Wolf Devour!"

The spearhead turned into a wolf’s head, with ferocious fangs, baring its teeth and roaring!

"Bang!!!"

"Crack..."

In the instant where their figures interwined, a solid arm like a steel pillar slammed down on He Xiang. Bai Xiao twisted expressionlessly and in an instant, twisted his arm into a twist, bones making a sound of straining under the pressure.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

He Xiang’s expression twisted in pain, and amidst his screams, his left arm swung out another punch, thundering towards Bai Xiao’s side face with the speed of lightning.

That punch was extremely swift and fierce, almost containing most of the body’s strength. The fist tore through the air, emitting a screeching sound, the edges faintly flashing with intense friction firelight, with a wolf’s howl resonating in its roar.

He was ready to sacrifice an arm for the victory of the final match!

He Xiang’s gaze was fiery, filled with expectation as he looked on.

The burly fist, wrapped in a white air current, smashed fiercely into Bai Xiao’s face. A "bang" sounded, vibrations spread throughout the stadium.

But, as the smoke cleared, Bai Xiao’s face remained completely motionless.

He stood there quietly, his face expressionless like a robot, and a cold, bone-chilling aura pierced through from his eyes.

Like two icy arrows, they shot into He Xiang’s pupils, completely extinguishing the blood that had just begun to burn in his heart. His mood plunged from heaven to hell in an instant.

"Ah, it hurts..."

Bai Xiao slightly twisted his neck, with his bones crackling. His voice was flat, devoid of fluctuation or emotional waves, yet inexplicably, it gave He Xiang a feeling of humiliation and mockery. Did it really hurt? Or was it just like the bite of a mosquito?

"AAAAAH!"

He Xiang’s eyes were bloodshot, and he roared as he threw another punch.

However, this punch was instantaneously caught by a cyan-black palm. Enormous strength was unleashed, and with a sideways twist, there was a crack—the muscles and bones shattered by the inch.

With this blow, He Xiang’s arms were rendered useless; he had lost his combat ability.

Directly opposite, Bai Xiao’s head tilted slightly, like a cold-blooded praying mantis observing its prey. The indifferent, lifeless look in his pupils reflected He Xiang’s figure, as terrifying as a crocodile lurking beneath the water.

"If you dare, kill me!!!"

Seemingly having lost his reason, He Xiang displayed some sort of self-destruction tendency.

His eyes were red as he bellowed loudly, "Come on! You..."

"BOOM!!!"

Before He Xiang could finish speaking, a cyan-black iron fist had already ferociously smashed towards his face, a peak invincible might enveloped him. The harsh wind slapped against He Xiang’s body, spreading to both sides like waves.

Bai Xiao truly threw a punch, just as He Xiang wished!

However, at the moment of facing death, his heart was beating violently, and adrenaline surged wildly. He Xiang’s eyes suddenly cleared, and he regretted it. His survival instincts made him retreat quickly, but it was futile.

The black fist, like a meteor, chased after him at an even faster speed.

In the air, a faint white cavity trail appeared.

"No!"

"THUD!!!"

With a violent explosion, the arena trembled fiercely, dust flying everywhere.

The spectators looked at each other, swiftly focusing on a corner of the stage to assess the situation. The white mist quickly dispersed there, revealing a figure in black.

It was the head referee from the Martial Arts Association!

He had intervened in an instant, appearing in front of He Xiang with astonishing explosive speed. With strong arms, he blocked Bai Xiao’s punch like a solid rock, saving He Xiang’s life.

At that moment, the head referee’s feet were deeply planted into the ground, sinking into the metallic arena. The quarter area where he stood was filled with thick cracks, and his clothing was instantly shattered, revealing a strong body wrapped in a thick layer of luminescent film.

"ENOUGH!!!"

The head referee raised his arms, repelling Bai Xiao’s punch.

"This current Huaisui City Dark World Fighting Competition..."

"Fierce Bird Sect’s Bai Xiao, victory!"

He directly announced the outcome of the match, to prevent any further incidents.

The head referee turned to glance at He Xiang behind him, who was panting heavily, sweating profusely as if doused in water. His complexion was extremely pale, and a faint hint of despair and fear seemed to linger in his eyes.

"Too stubborn..."

"It seems that this time, he may have left a psychological shadow because of Bai Xiao."

The head referee looked back again at Bai Xiao, a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

That punch just now...

Though he had caught it, it also raised some dread in him. The head referee slowly shook his arm, tearing off the broken strips of cloth.

"This young man might have even more terrifying strength hidden..."

"I wonder how far he can go in the following provincial-level events?"

On the stage, Bai Xiao stood quietly with an expressionless face, as if winning the championship of the Huaisui City Dark World Fighting Competition was a trifling matter. He didn’t feel any joy over winning the match itself, but the prompt messages appearing on the personal panel in his field of vision were rather pleasing.

[Your mission ’Bounty’, experience +302!]

[Your mission ’Champion’, first phase at the city level completed!]

[You have earned one opportunity for professional enhancement!]