Holy Fist
Chapter 396 - 200 Super Armor, the event starts_2

Chapter 396: 200 Super Armor, the event starts_2

In the backseat of the car, Bai Xiao closed his eyes to rest and rejuvenate.

After practicing the Cannon Step, his four-dimensional attributes had changed again.

[Strength: 85.4→86.6]

[Speed: 62.5→67.2]

[Physique: 90.4→92.1]

[Will: 59.9→61.9]

Strength +1.2, Speed +4.7, Physique +1.7, Will +2.0!

As Qinggong would have it, its focus is very pronounced, aiming squarely at the speed attribute. After reaching the second layer of Cannon Step, it provided Bai Xiao with almost five points of speed attribute. It seems that he now has hope of making up for his weaknesses.

Bai Xiao, looking over this, started thinking about the recent events.

In that park, his original plan was to force the third-ranked member of the Ghost Face Organization to reveal all his cards and then strike fiercely. However, before the seething hot power suppressed within Number Three could be unleashed, the Star Water Sect suddenly appeared. A few of them had an exceptionally profound aura, giving Bai Xiao a sense of threat. Uncertain whether the Star Water Sect were foes or allies and considering that Number Three still had hidden cards to play, Bai Xiao refrained from taking him down.

His usual approach is domineering and decisive, but that is predicated on having control over most of the information at hand. If, in the small woods, Number Three had played his last hand and Bai Xiao had fully understood his enemy’s capabilities, he would have slain Number Three despite the sudden intervention of the Star Water Sect!

Number Three should feel lucky, as the rage clouding his judgment had come just a tad too late. Otherwise, Number Three would likely be dead by now.

Bai Xiao’s style is not mindless aggression.

Much of his domination and authority are actually based on prudence.

In his heart is a fierce tiger, yet he discerns the scent of roses gently.

A brute without combat intelligence, even with cheats, might carelessly fall into another’s trap someday. Bai Xiao was well aware of this.

...

Near the Baihua Club, Huali Hotel.

A taxi stopped outside, and Bai Xiao slowly got out.

His tall figure moved through the thinning crowd, up the steps, and into the hotel lobby. The marble lobby was much cooler, protecting against the external heat. Bai Xiao strode toward the distant elevator.

Also in the lobby.

A muscular young man in a tight white T-shirt leaned against the cool tiles, arms crossed over his chest, seemingly waiting for someone.

His figure was well-proportioned and lithe, suggesting lean muscle, with aesthetically pleasing muscle lines on his arms. A silver necklace with a skull pendant adorned his neck. Handsome yet slightly roguish in appearance, he had black, thick, and short hair.

The man in white shifted his gaze to the hotel entrance, his expression blank.

He turned slightly to catch a glimpse of Bai Xiao passing by, then looked away. But in the next second, his vacant expression sharpened, and he looked at Bai Xiao again as if his eyes were fierce swords that had just been unsheathed.

Burning stares, as if X-rays, assessed him from top to bottom.

Especially at the broad shoulders, muscular arms, powerful legs, and chest, his entire figure seemed to shape a combat machine.

To be honest, the young man’s gaze was too focused.

It oddly resembled that of a queer predator sizing up its prey.

"Swish..."

The two men brushed past each other, and Bai Xiao walked along the corridor to the elevator spot.

"Click."

He pressed the downward glowing button, waiting for the elevator to arrive.

In his ears, he faintly seemed to hear someone speaking in the lobby.

"Elder brother, what are you looking at? How could you not notice me right by you? I’ve bought the things Elder asked for."

A lively and pleasant female voice wafted over.

"My radar’s been triggered; it’s the scent of a master!"

An excited male voice, eager and yearning, seemed to leap out.

"See that man waiting for the elevator over there? My instincts aren’t wrong; he gives me a whiff of danger! He didn’t harbor any hostility towards me, merely passing by, and yet I feel endangered. Among my peers, he’s the first to do so! This Dark World fighting competition held in Yunzhou City is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, with such masters staying in any random hotel nearby! I wonder what the level of the famed Nanjiang Twins is like?"

"Tsk, tsk..."

...

At the elevator entrance, with a ding, the metallic doors slid open to the left and right.

Inside, stood a person, unexpectedly.

Bai Xiao squinted his eyes slightly, feeling a familiar sensation for no apparent reason.

In the elevator, an elegant youth dressed in blue tailored clothing, with the collar and sleeves rolled back, exquisitely ironed, adorned with patterns of stars. His whole person was roughly 1.8 meters tall, with a slender and delicate build, only the slowly hanging arms by his sides showed streamlined muscles. His fingers were long and pale, like beautiful jade. His facial features were somewhat feminine, with sharp eyes, exuding a mysterious aura.

His black silky hair was tied into a high ponytail at the back of his head, in the style of a swordsman.

Hexagram, Dream of Night!

Bai Xiao had heard from Jian Feng that Li Guang, the Light Saber, was also staying at the Huali Hotel, but he didn’t expect such a coincidence to encounter him now. His luck was pretty good; in just an hour or two, he ran into both of the famed Nanjiang dual heroes.

"Hello."

A voice somewhat gloomy and indolent arose from the front.

Dream of Night actually took the initiative to greet Bai Xiao.

"Hello."

Bai Xiao responded expressionlessly.

As Dream of Night stepped out of the elevator, he stepped in.

Their positions exchanged.

Outside the elevator, Dream of Night didn’t hurry off but watched as the metal elevator doors slowly closed, Bai Xiao’s cold and silent figure disappearing.

His brow furrowed slightly, and his dark, ink-like eyes showed contemplation.

"This person..."

Dream of Night lingered on the spot for two or three seconds before turning his head and stepping forward. He took out his phone from his pocket and quietly looked at the screen content.

It was a message sent by a specially followed friend.

"Martial Fool": Just now in a park in Yunzhou City, I saw number three from the Ghost Face Organization fighting with a youth. Moreover, Xie Yang from the Ghost Face Organization was suppressed by the opponent, almost forced to go all out.

"Martial Fool": Ghost Snake Xie Yang publicly declared a while ago that he wanted to compete with you and me for the championship in the upcoming Nanjiang Province Dark World Martial Arts Competition. He must have made great breakthroughs in the past year. Unexpectedly, he ended up fighting like that with an unknown youth just now. That person should also be a participant in the Dark World Martial Arts Competition, very young.

"Martial Fool": Hehe, another challenger. I originally thought this Dark World Martial Arts Competition would be the same old story between you and me. Now it’s finally different, an opponent I’ve never sparred with before, kind of exciting!

Dream of Night’s gaze moved across each piece of information, pausing slightly.

If what Fang Chao said was true, that the youth was able to briefly suppress the third-ranked Ghost Snake Xie Yang from the Ghost Face Organization, then he really shouldn’t be underestimated, definitely a strong competitor on the path to winning the championship.

Right, and then there’s the youth I just encountered...

He pondered for a moment, sliding his index finger, typing while walking.

"Swordsman for Life": I also just encountered someone, who gave me a sense of oppression. Ephemeral, I don’t know if it’s just an illusion. The Lihua Hotel today has many from martial sects across Nanjiang Province checking in, that person just now, probably a competitor from one of those sects. Next, we’ll likely encounter each other at the competition...

Just after Dream of Night sent a reply, a message popped up.

"Martial Fool": Things are getting interesting!

He scanned the message, the corner of his mouth slightly curling up, eyes sharp as blades.

It’s this kind of uncertainty and unknown that excited Dream of Night. Challenges from formidable enemies made him excited, like the previous Martial Arts Exchange Conference that was so dull! Each so-called opponent was no match, easily defeated. Six of them together was just matter of a few more sword strikes, no challenge at all. He had been waiting for new masters to appear.

Able to stir ripples in his heart still as dead water like a stone! This kind of Dark World Martial Arts Competition is truly interesting!

"Two new challengers..."

"Hehe, fantastic~"

Dream of Night, bereft of elegance, his gaze burning, the curve of his mouth twisted.

...

The night of August 7th was exceptionally long.

Until the sun rose again, and the early morning breeze brushed over the city.

August 8th!

Nanjiang Province, the Dark World Martial Arts Competition, officially begins!