Holy Fist
Chapter 403 - 203 Is this a flesh and blood body?

Chapter 403: 203 Is this a flesh and blood body?

The gap is too large, the speed too fast!

So much so that everyone only saw the final result, but did not see the sword like a morning light sweeping across the night, bright and pure light!

Among the players watching the competition, only a handful saw the whole process. From the Fierce Bird Sect’s spectator seats, Bai Xiao shifted his gaze from the fallen body of Mountain Fist Hall’s Senior Disciple, and turned towards Ye Meng who was heading towards the location of the Light Saber.

"Is it the Piercing Impact effect?"

"This Cross-Training Master from Mountain Fist Hall has indeed mastered his Hard Skill to a great extent, easily able to withstand common weapons. But in front of Ye Meng’s cleaving sword, it was like paper, instantly shredding his bodily defenses. The Secret Martial of the Light Saber... does it have a special attack against those with tough physiques?"

He silently speculated in his heart.

Combining this with the player information previously collected by the Fierce Bird Sect, Bai Xiao roughly outlined Ye Meng’s combat style. This person indeed counters cross-training warriors strongly, with a cleaving sword that nothing can withstand! If the opponent tries to physically endure Ye Meng’s cleave, they will surely pay a bloody and painful price.

"I wonder if he can break through my defenses?"

Upon learning about the Piercing Impact effect of the Light Saber, Bai Xiao did not feel any fear or danger, but instead felt an eagerness to try against a formidable opponent. It had been a long time since his defenses were broken, and he really wanted to experience that feeling.

Ninety-two points of physical attribute, after the conversion from the Blood Pill’s power.

It will reach a horrific one hundred and twenty points of physical attribute!

Plus the "Ba Snake Body" and "Copper Bell Resonance"...

Tsk tsk, it seems unimaginably hard for Ye Meng to break through the defense!

"I hope he can do it."

At this moment, Bai Xiao sincerely cheered for his opponent in his heart.

Five minutes later, the first batch of matchups ended.

After a short rest, a room-sized giant screen flashed subtitles. Soon, the names of the second batch of ten contestants appeared.

Bai Xiao’s name was still not there.

But Ghost Snake Xie Yang, number three from Ghost Face Organization, appeared.

Octagonal Arena.

The man nicknamed Ghost Snake, shrouded in loose, thick black clothes and pants, with a high collar and black hat covering most of his face, projected a cold gaze like a sinister poison snake from the shadows.

With blood-thirsty crimson eyes, he quietly watched his opponent.

Opposite him, a man in a white combat suit was very nervous, continuously panting and inhaling deeply. His fists were set in a stable fighting stance, and his back was slightly sweaty.

"The match begins!"

"Sss!!!"

The moment the referee announced.

In the air, a sharp breaking sound like a hissing snake appeared!

The man in white was lifted off his feet, his neck firmly grasped by a strong hand in a black leather glove. His entire body was forcefully lifted up. The terrifying strength caused the veins on his neck and forehead to bulge, his face quickly turned a ghastly purple, and he struggled to breathe with his chest heaving.

"Hehehe..."

"I, I surrender!"

The man struggled to utter these words, then Ghost Snake Xie Yang let go of his hand.

As he landed, a clear, deep black handprint was visible on his neck. Tears, along with violent coughing, uncontrollably flowed out.

Just at the moment the match was announced to start, the man’s punching fists were forcibly knocked aside by an arm as if it were a dark black python. Xie Yang’s thrusting claw penetrated undefended, subduing his opponent in one move.

"It’s a pity that killing is not allowed on the Dark World Fighting Championship’s arena..."

"Otherwise, I would have gained the nourishment of fear."

Ghost Snake Xie Yang darkly thought to himself, then with a dangerous aura, he stepped down from the arena. Behind him, the referee loudly announced his first victory.

"The competition from the sixty to thirty participants is too weak, basically unable to force any real moves out of these people," Bai Xiao silently observed, reviewing interesting fight details. He then realized that the first elimination round had no real value. The real championship contenders were directly dominant.

Unless two strong contenders collided, there was little to see.

Time swiftly passed, and the second batch ended, with the third batch of names appearing on the big screen. Bai Xiao quickly spotted his own name in the third row.

"Number nine, Fierce Bird Sect, Bai Xiao."

"Number forty-four, Arc Blade Sect, Xin Chuan."

His gaze silently returned, and then he closed his eyes to rest.

Beside him, Wei Gang and Jian Feng were excitedly discussing the matter, both well-versed in the contestants, having collected a lot of information over the past couple of days.

"Arc Blade Sect, focuses on the ’Circular Blade Theory,’ using a sharp-tipped single-edged curved blade, about a meter in length in total, with a weighted pommel at the end of the handle and a curved metal handguard. Each attack forms a blade arc, the more complete the arc, the greater the power and speed of that slice. When three circular arcs overlap, they create a brilliant blade light like a full moon, claimed to be able to split boulders in an instant!"

"Xin Chuan of Arc Blade Sect, ranked third in the qualifiers from Jinming City."

Ten minutes passed, the second match of the third batch ended.

The referee began calling the next round of contestants.

"Number nine and forty-four!"

In the seating area, blue seats.

Bai Xiao opened his eyes and slowly stood up. He wore a set of splendid golden Fierce Bird Sect combat clothing with shimmering golden patterns that slightly reflected under the lights.

Quite flamboyant and flashy.

But the person himself remained expressionless, with an icy demeanor as he walked down.

Bai Xiao felt the sharp gazes of those around him as he approached the arena, but he paid them no attention and ignored them completely.

The Octagonal Arena, a spacious alloy arena cast in one piece, covered with a thick layer of yellow rubber, is designed to withstand tremendous pressure.

It had already endured over a dozen battles without a single crack.

Bai Xiao stood silently on the left side, his gaze directed forward.

There stood a sturdy man about 1.8 meters tall with slightly dark skin. His face looked ordinary, with drooping eyebrows that aged him, making him appear over thirty. However, that was clearly impossible, as the Dark World Martial Arts Competition only allowed faction talents under the age of thirty to participate. Beyond that age, one was no longer considered a young prodigy.

Notably, the man carried a curved knife in his right hand, its blade smooth and shiny like a mirror with a sharp curve and a blood groove. The connection to the handle featured golden patterns, and the counterweight at the end glowed with fluorescence.

The battle hadn’t started yet, but he casually waved his curved knife, producing an exceedingly crisp sound in the air, like drawing a blade to cut through water with decisive swiftness.

"Arc Blade Sect, Xin Chuan."

The man’s solemn gaze turned towards Bai Xiao as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Fierce Bird Sect, Bai Xiao."

Bai Xiao responded as usual, without any emotional fluctuation.

"The match begins!!!"

The black-clothed referee announced the commencement of the fight from the side.

"Boom!"

With a stomp, the man charged forward. He didn’t move straight like a rocket, but took several quick steps that made his entire body spin elegantly and lightly. His right hand swung simultaneously, his silvery blade danced along with his spinning body, like a giant silver mirror top!

"Double Arc Blade!"

Right from the start of the fight, Xin Chuan launched two overlaid circular arcs! The veins in his palms burst out, tightly controlling the blade, with the edges of his palms turning pale.

With each circular arc of the blade, massive force was infused within, and with two overlays, the strike was fierce as a storm! If not held tightly, the whole blade could fly off, randomly finding a "lucky" spectator to strike down.

"See how you handle this!!!"

In his rapid movement, his sharp gaze still intensely focused on Bai Xiao. The distance quickly closed to just two meters, and he swung his blade like a rushing waterfall!

"Clang!"

To Xin Chuan’s surprise, Bai Xiao made no move at all!

He simply did not respond and allowed the blade to slash at his neck!

"Clang!!!"

A loud collision resounded in the arena, shaking the air.

In the next second, Xin Chuan’s expression turned from surprise to shock. The Double Arc Blade, infused with immense power and almost uncontrollable, created a trail of golden-red sparks at Bai Xiao’s neck. The blade trembled violently, as if it had struck something as hard and smooth as diamond.

Even if the entire blade were ground down, it would cause no damage.

"Is this a flesh and blood body!?"

As he stared in astonishment, Bai Xiao, who had not moved at all, kept his gaze fixed on him, seemingly unconcerned about the blade on his neck. His right hand slowly reached out and grasped the still struggling single-edged curved knife.

"Crack!"

The well-forged blade was crushed!

Bai Xiao’s palm acted like a hydraulic press, his fingers slowly closing together.

The fragments of the blade in his broad palm emitted a clear moan.

"Crack crack crack..."

He slowly extended his right hand forward, opening his palm.

"Ding ding ding..."

Pieces of silver, the size of fingernails, clinked against each other as they fell to the ground.

"I surrender!!!"

Xin Chuan’s voice went up several notches as he shouted without hesitation.

Purely with physical strength, he crushed an alloy knife; was this still a human!? The Arc Blade he used was meticulously forged, one of the best in his sect. Even if a dozen grenades were tied to the blade, it wouldn’t break!

Yet Bai Xiao easily smashed it.

Doesn’t this imply that the pressure endured by the blade just now was greater than that of a dozen grenades? If Bai Xiao’s hands were to grab his own head...

Oh boy, it would be incredibly intense!

As the referee declared the match result, Bai Xiao slowly turned and stepped down from the arena.

His performance in this battle could be described as winning without a fight.

He didn’t attack his opponent at all; merely slightly inconveniencing the opponent’s weapon was enough to force a surrender. It was easier than expected.

"The second phase of the bounty tasks has begun..."

Bai Xiao calmly looked forward, information flashing through his vision.

[Your task ’Bounty,’ Experience +105!]

"Just like that, two Potential Points in hand? The overall quality of participants in the provincial Dark World Martial Arts Competition is indeed much higher than the city-level! I wonder how many more it could double if the fight went on?"