Holy Fist
Chapter 462 - 233 Eastern Fighting Tournament, begins!_2

Chapter 462: 233 Eastern Fighting Tournament, begins!_2

"I appreciate your courage."

Bai Xiao smiled faintly.

"I don’t like the look in your eyes."

Suddenly, Si Yu beside Ghost Mask, slightly furrowed her delicate eyebrows.

"Ding!!!"

In mid-air, in front of Bai Xiao, a pitch-black sharp and eerie spike suddenly appeared, as if invisible, piercing through the air instantaneously with a terrifying penetrating power. But a black-red hand, cast from steel, blocked it as if expecting it, grabbing the tip of the spike.

"Clang!!!"

The sharp metal and the hand, as hard as steel, clashed and wrestled frantically at that moment, with golden-red sparks bursting from the gaps between the fingers.

The huge force resonated, causing expanding currents of air.

The ground trembled slightly, and small pebbles vibrated intensely.

"Ha ha ha, you let me sense a trace of your killing intent before attacking." Bai Xiao’s massive body stood unshaken, his large hand tilted slightly downward, his fingers like a hydraulic press, emitting massive vibrations. He looked at Si Yu, his smile gradually fading, turning cold again.

"Unqualified assassin!"

"Bang!!!"

One punch!

Bai Xiao’s fist, like a black streak, tore through the air in an instant.

"Clang!"

Another pitch-black sharp spike fiercely nailed onto his fist.

A stream of golden-red sparks exploded.

In the flames, a sinewy iron fist suddenly pierced through, bursting anew. Si Yu’s Shadow Assassin moved in a counterattack, blocking the punch but her figure trembled inevitably, stepping back slightly.

"Whirl..."

Si Yu’s black cape fluttered, her ponytail tilting up.

A tall, sturdy figure brushed past her.

A cold, deep voice resonated beside her ear.

"I forgive you for your earlier offense."

Si Yu suddenly turned, surprise and annoyance flashing in her eyes.

At the exit, Bai Xiao strode forwards, his steps unhesitating. His muscular arms parted the onlooking crowd like hard rocks parting the tide: "Don’t block the way."

Among those he pushed aside, some strong men were about to get angry but felt an overwhelming force crushing them. Their resistance was like an ant shaking a tree; they immediately stopped talking, swallowing their anger back.

In the Martial Arts Arena, Ghost Mask and Si Yu watched as Bai Xiao disappeared into the crowd.

Their eyelids drooped slightly.

"Interesting, hehe..."

Beneath Ghost Mask’s grim mask, a faint chuckle could be heard.

"This guy is not simple."

Si Yu lowered her head, lifting her right hand; her slender, pale wrist and the exquisite black sleeve contrasted sharply. With a slight movement of her wrist, beneath the sleeve appeared a segment of a black spike made from special refined iron. It looked pure black but was actually semi-transparent and crystalline.

The surface had pattern-like blood grooves that flickered faintly.

But now, in Si Yu’s view, a few blood grooves had been ground away by the tremendous force during the collision, and the extremely sharp tip had also dulled significantly.

She gently ran her pale finger along the edge of the spike.

Letting blood flow out, drip by drip.

"Fantastic, I’ve found the next worthy prey."

Si Yu murmured to herself, her delicate face unnaturally flushed, somewhat twisted.

In the center of the arena, Liu Xinzong and Hao Lie were still confronting each other, unaware of the situation here. However, Chen Xiu and Xia Houping’s eyes deepened slightly. Especially Xia Houping, who arched his brows and glanced at Chen Xiu beside him, remarking, "Your friend is not simple."

"Among the younger generation in the Eastern Secret Martial World, aside from the other Seven Stars, there are barely five people who can take a Shadow Assassin hit from Si Yu. Moreover, that sudden move that I almost failed to spot, Bai Xiao was able to react instantly, impressive..."

His gaze flickered, seemingly revealing a trace of subtle fighting spirit.

Xia Houping enjoyed fighting with all sorts of experts.

Always fighting with the people within the Seven Stars, it had long become boring!

The Eastern Dark World Fighting Championship needs such a dark horse to stir up this stagnant water. He even wanted to see someone from the Eastern Seven Stars falter, losing to Bai Xiao on the stage.

Thinking about that scene was amusing.

But Xia Houping knew the chances were small, even though Bai Xiao had shown amazing capabilities just now. Under normal combat conditions, Bai Xiao might be able to catch Si Yu’s Shadow Assassin. However, once Si Yu activated Extreme Realm, everything would undergo a drastic change. Imagine that the shadows of everything around you, including your own shadow, could become weapons attacking you.

Every corner would have a spike probing out, aiming at vital points.

Such an assassination attack, pouring down like mercury, is difficult to resist.

The one who could endure it all...

Probably only Chen Xiu with his Mountain King armor activated.

"This time’s Dark World martial arts competition won’t be boring!"

Xia Houping’s lips curved up slightly.

Around 9:30 in the morning, the exchange meeting at He Xian Martial Arts Hall ended.

The interactions between Liu Xinzong and Hao Lie in Extreme Realm, which drew the audience over to watch, had all returned to the original large Martial Arts Arena.

Martial Arts Association and He Xian Martial Arts Hall jointly held the opening ceremony.

Hosted by a strong bald elder, the vice president of the Eastern Headquarters of the Martial Arts Association, he first introduced the different participating schools, then spoke at length about the competition format, followed by ranking rewards.

The detailed content of the entire Eastern Dark World martial arts competition was stated.

Time passed by little by little, and soon it was noon.

Around eleven o’clock, the opening ceremony finally ended.

The major schools left He Xian Martial Arts Hall and came to the parking lot. Bai Xiao stood next to a vehicle, his hand on the car door, about to duck in.

But he suddenly felt as if there was a gaze on him from behind to the left.

Bai Xiao slightly turned his head.

He revealed a grim, toothy, ferocious smile towards that direction.

"Click."

The car door closed, and the black vehicle started, slowly driving out.

In the parking lot’s northwest, a figure in a cloak stood silently in the shadow of a wall. Si Yu’s androgynous face bore shallow eyelids and a dim gaze as he watched the vehicles disappear into the distance. He picked up a semi-transparent black flower from his shoulder, brought it close to his proud nose, and sniffed the faint floral scent lightly.

"The scent is almost gone."

"I’ll go replenish it later~"

In the afternoon, East Sea City, Hanhai Hotel.

Bai Xiao stood in his room, his upper body clothing removed.

He held "Jade Bone Skill" in one hand and was applying a cool, semi-transparent white ointment to his body with the other. A gradually intensifying scorching heat spread all over his body, drops of sweat dripping from his forehead, his skin emitting a red hue.

"Pure Heart!"

Bai Xiao shouted lowly, instantaneously entering a cold and rational learning state, as if the whole room turned blank, devoid of furniture and decoration. He paced back and forth, studying the Cross Training Method, trying to manipulate his Qi-Blood, gradually syncing his breathing.

"Whuff... whuff... whuff..."

Sounds as heavy as a cow panting echoed continuously in the space.

This state persisted until the evening.

A strong, pungent medicinal smell spread from the bathroom, extremely unpleasant.

Inside was a robust figure, sitting cross-legged in a wooden tub, his whole body emitting white steam. His brow slightly furrowed as if enduring great pain.

There is a pain called bone-deep pain.

And "Jade Bone Skill" excellently restored and doubled this pain.

Especially when Bai Xiao advanced from beginner to the first level of Jade Bone Skill. The relentless power of the medicine drilled into his bones like an electric drill.

Fortunately, he could endure it, enduring a whole night to make up for his shortcomings.

The next morning, early.

The curtains were flung open, and the dazzling golden light outside shone in.

Inside the room, a body whose bones had expanded and grown, faintly emitting a jade-like luminescence, bathed in the sunlight, all golden.

Bai Xiao twisted his neck, and all the bones and joints in his body made a chain of crackling sounds, like beans stir-fried in a hot pan.

His rough, iron-like huge palm slowly rubbed over his chest covered with two hard muscles, the full, powerful touch feeling like armor.

He quietly looked at the floor-to-ceiling window.

In his view, a dark red glow flashed by.

"The Eastern Dark World martial arts competition has officially begun!"