Holy Fist
Chapter 459 - 232 Extreme Realm Might

Chapter 459: 232 Extreme Realm Might

The air frantically rolled back, as if forming a vortex in an instant.

Liu Xinzong stood at the center of the vortex, his entire graceful figure like a spirited white crane, floating ethereally, dancing gracefully. The crane suddenly dove down, all the air currents rushing towards its wings with a roar.

"Boom!!!"

The fiery magma clashed with the white vortex, causing a massive tremor.

Above and below, one wild and the other suave, the two figures clashed forcefully. The third rotation of Dragon Breath collided with the crane’s guidance, resulting in a strange fusion. Within that pillar of light-like crimson Dragon Breath, white wind marks mixed in like strands of cotton. And in the middle of the terrifying airflow vortex, a hint of red glow spread rapidly.

Their energies entangled continuously, causing the ground to shake.

The collision between the two lasted for a full five or six seconds. It seemed that neither Hao Lie nor Liu Xinzong intended to establish victory with this move, but simply used it as a means to deplete energy. Implicitly understanding each other, neither could overpower the other, only demonstrating the surging strength of a Perfect Martial Artist.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The central area of the field introduced shockwave-like currents, with the clothes of the spectating crowd rippling like waves. Fang Chao and Ye Meng slightly narrowed their eyes, while Bai Xiao remained composed, his robust arms hanging loose and natural.

A slight tremor underfoot, and gravel danced through the air.

"Indeed stronger than Fang Chao and Ye Meng, but not as terrifying as I had imagined. Is it because they haven’t used the Extreme Realm?" Bai Xiao thought to himself, silently continuing to watch the fight.

In the center of the Martial Arts Arena, the sparring had reached a fever pitch.

"Evil Dragon Bone!!!"

Hao Lie let out an immense roar, his aura soaring. The Eastern Seven Stars all changed their expressions, but soon returned to normal.

Chen Xiu immediately cursed under his breath, "Damn, gave me a scare. He insists on naming his Extreme Realm’s moves after the commonly used moves of Dragon Bone Fist. Every time I fight this kid, he pulls a few moves, I get a few scares, almost immune now..."

Bai Xiao’s gaze flickered slightly, still focused on the center of the arena.

Hao Lie was bathed in a rich red glow, with large tufts of scorching red steam rising from his head and back, rising halfway into the air, even igniting the upper half of his clothes. Amidst the roaring flames, a vague dragon shadow enveloped his figure, with a ferocious gaping maw visible on his chest.

The mouth and Hao Lie’s fists converged, and terrifying power gathered.

Underneath his bulging sinewy muscles, dark blue veins burst forth like a dense network of tree roots covering his entire body. As his feet stamped down, his whole figure frictioned through the air with a terrifying bang, like a meteor piercing the atmosphere, bringing flames of tens of thousands of degrees down from the sky.

"There’s improvement."

Liu Xinzong smiled faintly, exuding an air of composure.

He took a deep breath, "Sss..."

A giant inhaling sound made Liu Xinzong’s chest expand, his body curving like a bent bowstring. A vortex of airflow formed between his nostrils and mouth.

"Crane Cry of the Wind!"

"Screech!!!"

A piercing cry that could shatter stones swept across the entire venue.

The air around Liu Xinzong vibrated like boiling water. With one stride, his body seemed to teleport, instantly crossing over ten meters, and with a fierce palm strike, he slammed it against Hao Lie’s fist, driving the white currents forward.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

The two began to fight fiercely, instantly turning into blurred afterimages.

In the shockwave-riddled currents, only the explosions of palm and fist collisions, the thunderous claps of foot strikes, and the lightning-like impacts of their colliding bodies could be seen. The ground tiles shattered constantly, clearly revealing crisscrossing black marks, with the sound of exploding air currents filling the atmosphere.

Worthy of the Eastern Seven Stars, the Perfect Martial Artists; they were but a step away from becoming sect leaders. Their combat skills had been honed to near perfection, every move sharp and powerful, posing a great threat. Almost no move was wasted, and even those that seemed futile were feints, covering for the real lethal strikes. Every moment was a strategical battle.

If any Perfect Martial Artist appeared before them,

They would likely be obliterated within twenty moves!

And this was without them even employing the "Extreme Realm"!

"Huh!"

Hao Lie threw a punch with the vast momentum of a dragon, his fist turning to a claw as it crushed the air, a scaly, crimson, ferocious claw reaching for Liu Xinzong!

However, Liu Xinzong dodged with incredible speed, as if the currents from all directions were propelling him. His body performed an action that defied human biomechanics, the lower half stationary while the upper half shifted sideways. It was like putty forming a twisted stance, allowing Hao Lie’s claw to swipe at nothing.

"Hiss!"

But Hao Lie was also quick to react, his arm pressing down fiercely with a slam!

Liu Xinzong, however, dodged in a flash, arching back like undulating water. This caused the claw to smash directly onto the ground, causing a violent explosion, a flash of golden-red firelight, and a crater the size of half a person.

Next, Hao Lie launched relentless attacks, using both fists and claws.

But Liu Xinzong’s close-range dodging was too fast; his body was like a clump of malleable putty. At the instant they were about to clash, he turned into an afterimage, his shadow sagging inward, creating a strange ravine in his body. And Hao Lie’s fists struck into the emptiness of the ravine.