Holy Fist
Chapter 407 - 206 I am willing to call you the number one in Horizontal Training!

Chapter 407: 206 I am willing to call you the number one in Horizontal Training!

Liu Mingze was certain, he saw Fang Chao and Night Dream!

Nanjiang Shuangxiong, actually quite easily recognizable, they both have distinct looks. One with long hair and delicate features, another strong and hardy. The contestants who attended this Dark World fighting competition, while collecting information about other competitors, definitely saw the photos of these two hot favorites for the championship.

"Definitely Fang Chao and Night Dream..."

He murmured to himself, then his expression became puzzled again.

"There are three people, the one in the middle, seems like the burly man I met in the hotel lobby yesterday! Today during the number drawing, I remember he seemed to be Bai Xiao from the Fierce Bird Sect. How is he together with the Nanjiang Shuangxiong?"

Liu Mingze’s curiosity intensified.

He glanced at the takeout in his hand, and without hesitation, threw it into the corner. Watching the three figures gradually disappear into the distance, Liu Mingze followed them.

By 6 PM, a faint twilight hue spread across the sky, and the rust-colored rays of the setting sun were gradually being hidden among the clouds. The entire sky was a deep indigo, already lingering between blue and black, and sporadic stars twinkled like secretive eyes, glimmering between cloud gaps.

An abandoned park long left unattended.

Leaves accumulated on the ground, weathered and dry. Step onto them, and a sound akin to bone fracture, crackling, arose.

Under the dim sky light.

Three figures quietly entered from the rusty iron gate outside.

Inside the park, wild shrubs next to the concrete path grew wildly, overrun with weeds. In the center of a square plaza stood a white stone fountain, now ceased to function. The basin of the fountain was filled with spider webs and black debris.

The trio stopped here gradually.

"Right, Bai Xiao, do you use Feixin?"

"Let’s add each other."

"It’ll be easier to contact later."

Fang Chao, holding a sleek black phone, suggested.

"Sure."

Along the way, the three had a bit of chat, and Bai Xiao got somewhat familiar with the Nanjiang Shuangxiong. He found them quite alright, not to the point of dislike.

"Add me too."

Night Dream also pulled out his phone.

Half a minute later.

Fang Chao looked at the new friend’s bright red profile picture and asked.

"Dark Red?"

"Strange nickname..."

...

On the plaza, two equally strong and tall figures parted to each side.

On the left, Bai Xiao simply stood in place, his rugged profile as heavy as a tower. In the dim light, his upper body seemed even more obscurely large, like a giant monster breathing heavily.

Across, Fang Chao wore a faint smile. He readjusted the red band on his forehead, pulling back his messy hair. Clad in a white practice uniform that wrapped his formidable frame, both wrists and ankles designed with tight cuffs.

At this moment, the fight had yet to begin.

But Fang Chao’s clothes were already inflating rapidly, as power slowly gathered and released, air currents active and gushing from every pore. His heartbeat accelerated, powerfully thumping, and originally indistinct blood vessels beneath the skin and muscles now vividly sprawled out like a net covering every corner.

"Star Water Sect, Fang Chao!"

He made a sudden salutation with clasped fists!

His eyes, sharp as arrows, shot far towards Bai Xiao.

"Fierce Bird Sect, Bai Xiao."

Bai Xiao reciprocated the greeting.

And with that, the spar officially began.

"No need for any techniques, just fists and feet, begin..."

Night Dream, acting as the temporary referee, announced.

The next second, Fang Chao took a swift step forward, transforming into a white shadow rushing over. His body created a hissing sound as it frict against the air. His training suit’s fabric flapped with intense ripples.

"Let’s fight!"

Fang Chao grinned, his teeth glaringly white, the corners of his mouth excitedly curved. He suddenly stomped forward, shoulder muscles writhing, and his right fist shot out like a cannonball!

"Whiz!"

The air was abruptly torn apart, emitting a whistling sharp sound.

"Thud!!!"

A mist exploded in mid-air as a thick arm blocked the cannon-like punch.

Five thick fingers, like steel bars, firmly caught Fang Chao’s formidable fist. The clashing power from both sides crackled.

Suddenly, a massive force surged, pressing down the fist-palm collision.

Fang Chao found himself suddenly facing Bai Xiao’s expressionless face.

"If it’s just fists and feet, it’s unfair for you."

"Fang Chao, you can use basic techniques, I don’t mind."

The plain words, devoid of emotional fluctuations.

They sounded somewhat grating, as if looking down on someone.

"No need!"

Fang Chao immediately rejected Bai Xiao’s suggestion.

His expression was slightly indignant. When he sparred with peers of equal talent, they used only fists and feet, never gaining any advantages. And Bai Xiao, actually allowed him to use basic techniques against his ordinary punches and kicks.

A bit of disdain, perhaps?

"Just bring it on with whatever strength you have!"

"If we said fists and feet, then it’s fists and feet; I love the feeling of bare-knuckle to flesh, using techniques just lacks that purity..."

Fang Chao suddenly stepped forward; his fist powered hard towards Bai Xiao.

But, the towering figure before him did not retreat a half step.

His shoulders did not even quiver momentarily.

Bai Xiao looked at Fang Chao’s passionate gaze with quite some admiration.

Even, seemingly a hint of deep respect flickering in his eyes.