Holy Fist
Chapter 450 - 227 Dragon Elephant Qi-Blood, Vajra Horizontal Training!_2

Chapter 450: 227 Dragon Elephant Qi-Blood, Vajra Horizontal Training!_2

Eastern Seven Stars, it was agreed that they would truly clash without restraint on this stage. Let’s see who is the real king among the Eastern Seven Stars!

Thus, the Seven Stars will bring a hundred percent effort to this encounter. This Eastern Dark World martial arts tournament is going to be unimaginably fierce. Dragons and tigers battling, various confrontations. It’s estimated that those below the Seven Stars will suffer terribly from the fallout.

Just now, what Mountain King Chen Xiu said was meant for Bai Xiao and the other two to hear. Especially for Fang Chao and Ye Meng, the gist was, if you encounter the Eastern Seven Stars on the stage, don’t be stubborn. If you sense danger, surrender if you can. Otherwise, the Seven Stars, who have already decided to give it their all, will sense your desperate resistance and might even leave you seriously injured or disabled.

Smashing your foundations is not impossible!

"By the way, especially be wary of Evil Ghost Face. This person seems to have ulterior motives in this Eastern Dark World martial arts tournament. Moreover, his methods are ghostly and mysterious, involving the realms of the mind and fear. Fighting against other Eastern Seven Stars might at most result in physical injuries, which a few months of recuperation can heal. But fighting against Evil Ghost Face, one carelessness could result in becoming mentally impaired."

When talking about this, even Mountain King Chen Xiu showed a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

In his fights with the other Eastern Six Stars, it was his victory rate against this person that was the lowest. All of Chen Xiu’s astonishing strength and defense had nowhere to go.

"Right, you came to exchange moves with me."

Amid the conversation, Mountain King Chen Xiu took a sip of tea, returning to the original topic. He slowly put down the teacup and glanced at Ye Meng and Fang Chao.

"You are injured, so I will control my strength a bit during our match."

"Don’t aggravate your injuries, especially with the tournament starting and not healed yet."

Chen Xiu slowly stood up, twisting his thick neck, as the bones and joints clicked and made crisp sounds: "How about this, both of you come at me together."

"It’s not that I look down on you, but I practice Cross-Training, I’m not afraid of being ganged up on."

After speaking, he slowly turned around.

His tall figure headed straight towards the center of the Martial Arts Arena.

Fang Chao and Ye Meng exchanged glances, not feeling humiliated at all. When they had sparred with Mountain King Chen Xiu before, they had also faced him two against one. After all, the gap between those below the Seven Stars and the Seven Stars themselves was not the same concept.

"Then... let’s go."

Nanjiang’s elites rose to their feet and strode across towards the Martial Arts Arena as well.

Bai Xiao, on the other hand, was just holding a porcelain teacup in his hand, containing slightly bitter and fragrant green tea. He slowly turned around, watching the battle with interest.

It was a good opportunity to test the mettle of the Eastern Seven Stars.

In the center of the Martial Arts Arena.

Three figures stood facing each other, a silent confrontation.

Mountain King Chen Xiu, on his own, his large palms hanging slightly down. His whole body was relaxed, neither in an offensive nor defensive stance, but encompassed by a sense of wholeness.

He was unmistakably a Blood Pill level master!

"Indeed, he is also a Blood Pill..."

"The physical attribute reaches a certain level and one will possess such capability."

Bai Xiao’s eyes flickered.

On the other side of the Martial Arts Arena, the Nanjiang duo stood five meters apart. One was in a boxing-like stance, slowly changing until one hand thrust forward and the other bent downward behind, sheathed in blue light.

The other, with a single hand on the sword, the tip quivering as if emitting a dragon’s hum.

Mountain King Chen Xiu still had that smile, and he slowly began to speak.

"Then... Let us begin."

The next second, two streaks of light flashed before my eyes; the blue and white afterimages charged forward, without any hesitation or delay. The Nanjiang duo immediately launched an aggressive assault, one’s fists swinging like meteors, and the other’s sword thrusting like it could tear fabric. An invisible yet dangerous aura enveloped Chen Xiu.

"Ding!"

"Bang!"

A punch and a sword, both with immense force, suddenly accelerating!

"Clang! Clang!"

Mountain King Chen Xiu spread his hands to block, and easily caught the two attacks with his meaty palms. Furthermore, he grabbed Fang Chao’s fist and Ye Meng’s light saber with his reverse grip. With a forward leap, the ground thunderously shook. The Nanjiang duo was pulled forward and sent flying diagonally into the air.

An unstoppable force dragged them out over ten meters.

Chen Xiu’s hands shook with a struggle, golden red flames flickered, yet his expression was unperturbed. He kicked out, compressing the air into a semi-transparent color. The Nanjiang duo’s pupils constricted as they hastily defended. One’s fists fell like meteors, continuously battering Chen Xiu’s feet. The other braced the sturdy alloy blade of his sword, only to have it bent to an alarming degree by the immense power.

Trembling, as if it would break any second.

"Tap tap tap..."

Ye Meng and Fang Chao forcefully retreated, shattering stone tiles under their feet.

"Thud!"

Mountain King Chen Xiu landed, body flashing, crossing another dozen meters of distance. His upper body inflated fiercely, muscles covering him like rampant dragons. He pounced, his hands wide open, akin to a wild bear!

The giant bear pounced for its meal, its murderous aura and ferocity like a roaring beast.

"Streaming Light!"

Fang Chao directly executed his fist technique, his eyes a brilliant blue. He swung his arms continuously in the air, as if a blue light waterfall thunderously plunged towards his opponent.

"Night Ash!"

Ye Meng likewise unleashed her secret sword technique. The blade trembled, and a bright gray point appeared at the tip. With a whoosh, it tore through the air, emitting a piercing whistle.

"Hahaha, well done!"

Mountain King Chen Xiu, however, laughed heartily. His body expanded once again, his arms resembling a layer of heavy black armor as he heavily smashed down.

"Bang! Bang!"

Streaming Light shattered, gray points dimmed!

Jiang Shuangxiong were yet again forced to retreat, seemingly pushed into a corner.

"Not bad! Compared to a year ago, you’ve made progress!"

"But, my improvement is even greater!"

Chen Xiu’s voice boomed, resonating from his strong chest. He strode forward meteorically, with grand and imposing movements, terrifying strength matched with despair-inducing defense. The three clashed wildly, dodging and weaving, their techniques endless. However, even when Ye Meng and Fang Chao’s attacks landed on Chen Xiu, they left no marks. Instead, a punch from Chen Xiu shook their qi-blood.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Two figures retreated step by step, hurtling towards Bai Xiao’s direction.

"Chen Xiu has actually made further progress on top of being a Perfect Martial Artist!"

"We can’t threaten him at all without using our ultimate techniques!"

Fang Chao’s gaze flickered, as Ye Meng’s mood was equally heavy.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two punches, each carrying shockwaves, sent Jiang Shuangxiong flying straight out. Their bodies, at an extreme speed, traced an arc, tumbling out of the arena.

However, just as they were about to land and regroup for another go,

A figure equally strong and imposing reached out with both hands and casually scooped them from mid-air, halting them. His arms and figure did not tremble at all.

"Swoosh."

The two had just stabilized when they felt someone brush past them.

Looking up, they saw the towering back of Bai Xiao stride towards the center of the Martial Arts Arena. A rich, domineering, and fierce aura was about to burst forth.

"I’ll take over."

In the middle of the arena, Chen Xiu still maintained his swollen form, reaching over two meters tall, muscles moving about his body like little mice.

He squinted his eyes, sharply focusing on Bai Xiao.

Upon hearing Fang Chao say that Bai Xiao was a Cross-Training Master, Chen Xiu had already been wanting to spar a little. Since the other party had taken the initiative to step up, he was happy to go with the flow!

"Fierce Bird Sect’s Bai Xiao?"

"I wonder how your Cross-Training skill is?"

"I can feel that you have also reached the Blood Pill level!"

"Come on!"

Chen Xiu’s gaze intensified, actively beckoning.

"Then... I shall comply with respect!"

"Crack crack crack..."

Bai Xiao faced Chen Xiu expressionlessly, his large palms slowly rubbing across his chest. His entire body suddenly, and without warning, rapidly expanded in size, breaking through two meters in the blink of an eye, and reaching two and a half meters in another breath. His iron-cast muscles, along with his terrifying inverted-triangle figure, gave off the oppressive feeling of a gigantic road roller in motion.

His granite-like bare arms, with veins like black snakes crawling up.

The immense body temperature slightly dispersed, forming a blazing magnetic field.

At this moment, compared to Bai Xiao’s formidable physique, Chen Xiu’s seemed not just a bit shorter but like a child standing in front of an adult.

He looked at Bai Xiao, who increased in size the moment a disagreement arose.

His eyes revealed shock, his complexion slightly changing.

"Dragon Elephant Qi-Blood, Vajra Horizontal Training!?"