Holy Fist
Chapter 400 - 202 ’Evaporation of Myriads of Qi’, fragments of the Assassination Fist!

Chapter 400: 202 ’Evaporation of Myriads of Qi’, fragments of the Assassination Fist!

Bai Xiao calmly met the gazes of several people, his eyes resembling two deep, icy black ponds. Those stares filled with hostility or combativeness contained a sense of oppression and danger, yet not a trace of fear could be seen in his eyes. Instead, that bland, silent demeanor made others somewhat wary.

"Hehe, number nine, huh? Hope I can encounter that next."

In the Light Saber area, a young man in blue murmured to himself.

"To be able to fight Ghost Snake Xie Yang to that extent... aside from me and Night Dream, there are only a handful of others in the entire Nanjiang Province Dark World Fighting Championship," thought Fang Chao, wearing a red headband, his eyes twinkling with thought.

"Hmph, if it hadn’t been for my sealed secret technique, you would have been on your knees yesterday! But it doesn’t matter, facing you in the official Dark World Fighting Championship will be the same. I must show you my true capabilities then, and we’ll see if you can still spout such outrageous ambition of becoming the leader of the Ghost Face Organization!" Xie Yang snorted coldly from the shadows...

During the drawing process at Baihua Gymnasium, the area entering through the main entrance on the second level had a protruding semi-circular white platform. There, sat the sect leaders of the various martial arts factions and gyms, heads of the local Martial Arts Associations from various cities, and some observers from other organizations.

The Fierce Bird Sect Master, Yan Qi, was also among them.

He sat towards the right side in the middle of the white platform, where a separate yellow seat with a comfortable cushion was located. Yan Qi turned his head and looked at the few people beside him.

They were all sect leaders of different factions, wearing training clothes that were quite representative of their respective styles, with the youngest being in their forties or fifties – many familiar faces.

On the left-hand side, a bald old man in grey cloth clothes and shoes stroked his white beard with an aged palm and said to a tall and strong older man in front of him, "Meteor, I’ve heard that your Nine Fierce Fist has produced a talent rare to see in fifty years? In Lanzhou City, you’ve even taken down the Gale Sect’s Senior Disciple? It seems your disciple might now be able to clash with mine..."

"Zheng Heng, what do you mean by being able to clash with my disciple? The goal for Gao Jie in this Dark World Fighting Championship is to break into the top five, your disciple should just stay below..." The muscular old man in the front seat snorted coldly.

"Yo, so ambitious, aren’t you? Just don’t embarrass yourself when you get up on the stage!" The bald old man smirked, squinting his eyes, throwing a mix of cold and warm mockery...

Around them, various familiar sect leaders chatted, some with good relationships and some with past grudges, talking amongst themselves. Some were catching up and discussing current affairs, while others, like the two elderly men, seemed to chat on the surface but were actually making veiled jabs at each other.

"Long time no see, Yan Qi."

Suddenly, an old man dressed in an extravagant golden training outfit took a seat on the empty spot to the right. His face was adorned with a neatly trimmed black beard, and he had a pair of mustaches above his lips. The man had a gaunt face, with cheekbones and a nose bridge that stood out prominently due to the slightly sunken cheeks.

Yan Qi slightly frowned upon seeing the man.

Because this old man was the Master of Split Water Fist, Ximen Chen. The so-called Split Water Fist was an assassination fist technique, emphasizing the enemy being killed instantly without awareness. Its terrifying speed of attack, tricky angles of targeting vital points, and astounding penetrating power could be said to be among the top in fist techniques. The Fierce Bird Secret Technique of the Fierce Bird Sect also had a similar essence at later stages.

Especially the Fierce Bird Fourth Transformation, the White Bird Soaring, which already exhibited traits of an assassination fist. More prominently, it was actually the Fierce Bird Fifth Transformation, which only Yan Qi of the entire Fierce Bird Sect could perform. The Fierce Bird Fifth Transformation was not complete, strictly speaking, there was only half a move. But just this half a move had already shown tremendous power.

The Fierce Bird Fifth Transformation had a terrifying effect of evaporating the moisture and blood from the human body, covering the enemy in an instant and subjecting them to immense pain. However, due to it being incomplete, the user’s arm would also be eroded by the vibration effect, almost like inflicting a thousand injuries upon oneself for every hundred upon the enemy. Therefore, Yan Qi would not use it unless absolutely necessary.

The last time he used this move was when he truly fought against Ximen Chen, the Master of Split Water Fist. It had been several years since then, and the cause behind it need not be mentioned. In any event, after that fight, they became archenemies, and with Ximen Chen now sitting next to him, nothing good was bound to come of it.

As expected, the goateed elder began, "Yan Qi, I hear your Fierce Bird Sect’s Senior Disciple recently broke through to the Martial Artist Realm and even won the municipal-level Dark World Fighting Championship? Hehehe, I wonder how proficient he is in the Fierce Bird Secret Technique? Which Transformation has he reached?" He squinted at Yan Qi, quickly changing the subject, "My Split Water Fist’s Senior Disciple also recently won the municipal fighting championship..."

"I wonder, between the two, who would win?"

Yan Qi crossed his arms in front of his chest, his upper body appearing exceptionally strong. He spoke with an icy gaze, "Ximen Chen, there’s no need to beat around the bush."

"I know exactly what you’re thinking. Let me put it straight – in gathering information on the contestants, my Fierce Bird Sect didn’t even bother to consider your Split Water Fist’s Senior Disciple noteworthy. Lei Yu... is simply not worthy to be Bai Xiao’s opponent!"

"Roar." Ximen Chen let out an exaggerated sound, bursting into laughter, his laughter tinged with sarcasm: "By coincidence, my Split Water Fist hasn’t viewed your Fierce Bird Sect’s Bai Xiao as an opponent either. This time, Lei Yu’s goal is to make it into the top five of the provincial Dark World Fighting Championship, to clash with the Nanjiang Twins. Your Fierce Bird Sect’s Bai Xiao should first consider whether he might just barely compete for the top ten, to secure a spot in the Eastern Dark World Fighting Championship."