Holy Fist
Chapter 444 - 224 Quan Yi Monument_2

Chapter 444: 224 Quan Yi Monument_2

Subsequently, continuously refining the essence through pounding, becoming increasingly condensed.

Thereby achieving the understanding of one’s own fist intent.

In the room, continuous booming sounds appeared as if they existed in another dimension. In reality, it was utterly quiet with not a single other sound. But Bai Xiao, sitting cross-legged, felt as if a giant bell was ringing by his ears.

An hour and a half quickly passed.

His entire aura seemed to become purer and more refined, giving a serene feeling. However, he was still far from fully grasping the fist intent. The virtual shadow of the Fist Seal Stone in front of him was densely cracked, almost spreading to the position of the fist seal. It could probably only hold up for about half an hour more.

There was no time left.

Even once was not enough, at least twice or more was needed.

Just as Bai Xiao thought this, his eyes suddenly revealed extraordinary wisdom. His pupils flashed with brilliance, while still maintaining the amplified state of Pure Heart, he actively swung a punch towards the stone monument.

This action was like poking a hornet’s nest.

The next second, an incredibly refined shadow of fist intent fiercely struck Bai Xiao’s body. He was pushed back nearly a meter, almost flying up. His muscles, solid as cast iron, trembled like a resounding ancient bell.

Bai Xiao seemed to have found the correct method, a flash of light passing through his eyes.

Thus, for the remaining half-hour, he repeatedly performed the above actions. Under the increasingly fierce pounding of the fist intent shadows, his whole body’s aura became more condensed until it was forcibly pushed back into his body!

As if fused with his torso, using it as naturally as his limbs!

"Crack!"

Time was up, and the Fist Seal Stone in front of him collapsed on the spot.

Turning into gray-white fragments the size of fingernails falling to the ground.

Beside, Bai Xiao quietly closed his eyes.

At the corners of his eyes and ears, faint traces of blood flowed down.

This was the price of actively pursuing and being impacted spiritually. He sped up his understanding of the fist intent, naturally facing much stronger and fiercer pounding.

If not for Bai Xiao’s will being strong also, having surpassed seventy points, and the mysterious protection from the Demon Bird Secret Book, enhanced four times by Pure Heart, perhaps this collision would have left his mind in a daze.

"Whew..."

On the carpet, Bai Xiao heavily exhaled a breath of warm air.

He suddenly opened his eyes, filled with bloodshot, his pupils somewhat scattered, needing some time to recover from the spiritual shock.

"Good, it was successful!"

Bai Xiao clenched his fist instantly, slowly standing up.

Immediately, his arms were shrouded in an aura of fist intent even more condense than his original aura. That feeling was like an invisible gravitational field covering the surface of his arms. Once it collided with an opponent at close range, the fist intent field would continuously impact and crush the opponent’s spiritual will!

As if every strike was accompanied by a wave of fist intent impact.

"Stronger than I imagined."

However, maintaining the fist intent seemed to constantly consume mental energy. Even Bai Xiao’s mental attributes couldn’t sustain this state of fist intent for long.

Perhaps, next, he would need to focus more on enhancing his mental aspects.

He raised his arms, slowly performing a set of boxing techniques in the room.

The sound of the wind howling, mingled with an extremely domineering and fiercely violent fist intent. Like a fanged beast, aiming to tear off a chunk of flesh.

That bloodthirstily savage sensation reminded one of a cold-blooded killing crocodile.

Seizing its prey, deathly rolling, extremely bloody.

Such was the fist intent.

It was evident that Bai Xiao, who had comprehended this kind of fist intent, was not exactly a good person.

After lunch at noon.

Huali Hotel’s Fierce Bird Sect members began organizing their personal belongings, as they were scheduled to head to East Sea Province in the afternoon. It is the most developed province in the Eastern region and also the venue for the Dark World combat competition.

At one o’clock in the afternoon, when leaving the hotel.

Bai Xiao, in the lobby of the hotel, suddenly encountered Li Guangjian Ye Meng. His hands were wrapped in white bandages, and his complexion was not good, appearing weak.

"See you in East Sea Province."

"Let me know the address later, I’ll come to find you tomorrow."

Ye Meng raised his hand, seemingly wanting to pat Bai Xiao on the shoulder. However, the throbbing pain made him quickly abandon the idea and lower his hand.

"See you in East Sea Province."

Bai Xiao nodded, as a form of greeting.

"Yes, by the way. Fang Chao went to East Sea Province earlier this morning, his injuries are a bit more serious than mine. The remaining Hard Skill Training might have to wait a bit, probably the day after tomorrow, I guess."

Ye Meng seemed to think of something and explained.

The two chatted for another moment and then separated at the entrance of the hall.

Bai Xiao, following the large troop of Fierce Bird Sect, boarded the high-speed train.

On the high-speed rail, there was hardly any sensation of the carriage shaking. He leaned back on the soft blue seat, glanced at the beautiful scenery zooming past outside.

He lowered his head, looking at a message that had just been sent to his phone.

"Ghost Snake": "Sir, everything is ready. I will arrange a meeting with No. 2 of the Ghost Face Organization, Crying Sword Feng Xun, in the outskirts of East Sea City this evening. The exact time and place might still need a moment..."

"Ghost Snake": "If there’s any news, I will notify you immediately."

With a click, the screen turned off.

On the pitch-black display.

Clearly, an expressionless cold face reflected.

"We must start moving quickly."

"Whether it’s the stimulation from the position of Martial Arts Hall Master or the rapid enhancement of mental attributes I envisage through the Demon Bird Secret Book, it all needs to fall on the Ghost Face Organization!" His dark gaze emitted a chilling coldness...

"Crying Sword Feng Xun..."

"Heh, I hope you are wise enough to not force me to act..."

Time swiftly passed, and at five o’clock in the afternoon.

The members of the Fierce Bird Sect finally arrived in East Sea Province from Nanjiang Province. Stepping out from East Sea City South Station, the modern train station was covered with clean, neat marble tiles. The transparent glass was as clear as a mirror, and the space was vast.

Since the hotel had already been booked.

Thus, everyone’s check-in was very smooth and quick. Bai Xiao also reached his room on the fourth floor of the hotel, just after putting everything away.

The phone lit up again.

He glanced at it, then slowly stood up and walked out.

A cold, solemn aura gradually disappeared at the doorway.

At six in the evening, the sunset glow flowed between the high-rise buildings, the horizon tinted with twilight. The flush of the setting sun, soon to be sinking, gave a feeling akin to an oil painting. As the sky darkened, in the outskirts of East Sea City.

Beside an abandoned warehouse.

Two figures stood silently facing each other.

One was enveloped in thick black clothing, exuding a venomous snake-like ferocity. Under the shadow of a black hat brim, a pair of sharp eyes could be seen. Ghost Snake Xie Yang stood firm, looking at the figure leaning against the wall in the distance.

That person was dressed in a black trench coat, fitted pants.

Seemingly holding a pitch-black long sword in his arms, an unknown danger pervaded.