Holy Fist
Chapter 443 - 224 Fist Intent Stele

Chapter 443: 224 Fist Intent Stele

A stele?

Palm-sized, carrying a faint gray-white color, its overall material looked a bit like bone. All four corners were severely cracked, spreading towards the interior. At the center, a fist imprint was deeply indented.

On the uneven bottom surface, a blood-red "fist" character emerged.

In the private room, in the living room.

Bai Xiao slightly narrowed his eyes, observing this bone stele. He seemed to faintly feel a concentrated will from it, which inadvertently aroused his own aura, stirring ripples, but it was quickly suppressed. Bai Xiao’s attention refocused, his gaze fixed on the bone stele.

He soon discovered that the bone stele flickered in and out of visibility, bright one moment and dim the next, as if it would disappear from the real world at any time, going to some unknown depth. However, it was kept in a strange balance by the fist imprint and blood character at the center.

"What’s this?"

He raised his head, his eyes puzzled as he looked at the staff member in front of him.

The middle-aged man in front of him was dressed in a Martial Arts Association uniform, black pants, a blue jacket, looking nothing special. However, the aura emanating from the middle-aged man was profound and elusive, reminding Bai Xiao of the feeling when he watched those black-clothed judges at the Baihua Gymnasium during competitions.

He must also be a master.

"This is a Fist Intent Stele. Once activated, it forms an enveloping range for just one person to comprehend. Within this range, your own aura and martial intent will be fully activated, making it easier to understand. If built up enough, you could even use the Fist Intent Stele to comprehend fist intent!" The middle-aged man explained, glancing at Bai Xiao, and placed the bone stele on the table.

"However, this replica of the Fist Intent Stele has one last activation opportunity. After use, it will likely collapse on the spot. There’s probably about two hours left, how much you can comprehend depends on your own luck..."

Bai Xiao quickly understood upon hearing this.

Fist intent, he had heard of it before, had discussed it when sparring with the Jiang twins from Nanjiang. It’s actually a variant fusion of aura and martial intent, only extracting its essence, more concentrated and more aggressive. Theoretically, fist intent carries a part of the effect of crushing an opponent’s spirit and damaging their will.

But, actually, some Secret Techniques can achieve similar effects. For example, Fear Secret Technique, the Wailing Secret Sword of number nine Feng Jun from the Ghost Face Organization.

"Fist intent, aids in the concentration of aura. If it can be comprehended, it certainly is a fine aid, akin to adding a layer of magical damage on top of the physical damage of a fist. Sounds like it’s a special attack against Hard Skill practitioners?"

Bai Xiao muttered to himself.

He himself was a Cross-Training Master and indeed needed to understand his opponent.

In the room, Bai Xiao chatted with the staff member for a while longer and came to understand the origin of the Fist Intent Stele. It wasn’t something made by the Martial Arts Association, but a precious resource from He Xian Martial Arts Hall. The Fist Intent Stele in front of him was just a poor replica, with a limited number of uses, too much activation would cause the internal power to collapse and dissipate. However, inside He Xian Martial Arts Hall, there was a real Fist Intent Stele almost two meters high, the effect was a hundred times that of the replica!

It is said that just staying under that real Fist Intent Stele for just a few minutes.

Anyone could comprehend their own fist intent!

Ten minutes later, the staff member told Bai Xiao the activation method, and then turned and left. The room door closed, leaving only Bai Xiao standing alone.

He set his eyes on the white bone stele, murmuring to himself.

"He Xian Martial Arts Hall?"

Ignoring the thoughts scattering in his mind, Bai Xiao directly picked up the Fist Intent Stele. He then realized that this bone stele was much heavier than he imagined, despite being only the size of a palm, like the density of gold.

Heavy, the surface was also exceptionally smooth.

Except for those areas covered in cracks.

Bai Xiao moved next to the floor-to-ceiling window, sat down cross-legged on the soft carpet, and placed the Fist Intent Stele in front. A slit in the window overhead was open, letting in fresh air. The morning sun enveloped the surrounding area.

He squinted his eyes, concentrating on watching the Fist Intent Stele.

Then, following the method described by the man in black, he directly entered the Martial Artist’s combat mode, bringing himself into a frequency mode state.

Sure enough, the Fist Intent Stele in front of him was rapidly enlarging.

In just a short time, within Bai Xiao’s field of vision, it turned into a huge bone stele two to three meters high, almost reaching the ceiling. The surface of the bone stele was exceptionally smooth, the fist imprint at the center emitting a strong aura.

Inside, the "fist" character shone brightly, blooming like streaming light.

"Buzz!"

He only felt as if a mysterious fist imprint was continuously enlarging in front of him, striking at an astonishing speed, like lightning hitting him. Bai Xiao hardly had time to react before he was engulfed by the massive fist imprint.

"Clang!"

His whole body shuddered, vibrating like steel muscles. His entire mind was impacted, and his body’s aura was stimulated, enveloping like a magnetic field.

Bai Xiao’s eyelids twitched, and he suddenly saw another punch flying straight at him.

"Clang!"

He withstood the second punch, his body’s aura and magnetic field seemingly shrinking a bit. It was like red-hot weapons in a blacksmith’s shop being hammered.

This is the effect of the Fist Intent Stele, using the continuous mysterious fist intent from the bone stele to bombard the cultivator, forcing their body’s aura to be automatically stimulated.