Holy Fist
Chapter 484 - 244 Demon Lance

Chapter 484: 244 Demon Lance

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the ground shook violently.

Yuan Wei advanced forward, his speed neither fast nor slow, but incredibly steady.

He slightly lowered his center of gravity, his strong arms extended on both sides, one hand guarding in front, the other slanting behind. The thick, strong fingers and the sharply defined muscular contours faintly brought an increasingly heavy sense of oppression.

"Tap tap tap tap..."

Yuan Wei’s gaze was fixed on Bai Xiao, muscles tensed, ready to switch moves quickly. But, until he closed in within three meters of Bai Xiao, that towering figure still stood in place, not even having adopted a fighting stance.

"Responding to every change with no change of my own?"

Yuan Wei’s heart sank, but he struck decisively. He had strode forward, his momentum having built to its peak; there was no reason not to strike. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and Yuan Wei instantly crossed the final three meters.

"Shh!!!"

A sound of air being violently torn apart echoed through the air.

A blurry hand-chop, as if cast from steel, heavily slashed towards Bai Xiao.

"Clang!"

A metallic clang rang out, red sparks scattered.

A strong hand abruptly caught the hand-chop, unmoving. As if completely ignoring the astonishing penetrating force and extreme striking speed.

"Shh!"

The next moment, another powerful hand-chop penetrated through.

As if the previous move was merely a decoy, and now came the real killer move.

"Clang!"

The same outcome, the hand-chop was instantly caught.

Four arms wrestled with each other, both people’s palms seemingly rough and heavy steel plates, emitting golden-red sparks amidst the intense friction. At first glance, one might think it was an arc flashing.

"What immense strength!"

"No wonder he instantly killed Iron Ball Sect’s Pi Kai!"

Yuan Wei’s pupils shrank, he suddenly inhaled deeply, his chest ballooned, and the muscles throughout his body swelled. The Qi-Blood and strength within him surged towards his right leg, causing the muscles and fascia there to bulge to an exaggerated degree.

"Boom!"

A foot stamped down, creating ripples like waves in the surrounding specialty rubber.

The knee that shot up held a tremendous force, practically a cannonball.

If this blow hit a wall or a steel plate, it would surely blast a huge hole through it. Those who had fought Yuan Wei before didn’t dare to meet this attack head-on, typically leaning back to dodge its edge. But, Yuan Wei could use this to switch from a knee strike to a downward pressure, transforming it into an axe chop to take the initiative.

"Retreat!"

A flash of sharpness in his eyes, he was about to make his next move continuously.

But, with a loud "thud!"

Bai Xiao stood unyieldingly without dodging or evading, taking the knee strike directly to his chin. The impact from the knee strike was so violent and sudden that his cheeks and ears felt a fierce upward airstream, like a howling gale passing by. Visible ripples spread from Bai Xiao’s chin.

"Strong enough!"

Bai Xiao’s feet lifted slightly off the ground, then with a "thud" he landed again.

He lowered his head and twisted his neck, bones cracking noisily.

His face bore a slightly distorted smile, squinting at Yuan Wei.

"Now it’s my turn."

The next second.

"Whoosh!"

Bai Xiao suddenly yanked with both hands, a terrifying force struck, Yuan Wei’s well-built inverted-triangle body was forced to lean forward, out of his control.

"Bang!!!"

A foot kicked out, a black comet ascending diagonally, like a missile.

A thick white stream of air appeared as a howling trail.

"Thump!!!!"

Yuan Wei was kicked straight off, soaring like a tank shell fired from a turret, rising high, riding the clouds. Mid-air, his eyes looked unfocused, the corners of his mouth bloodied, but he quickly forced himself to regain consciousness. Yuan Wei fell to the ground, stumbled backwards, and leaned against the wire fence.

Enduring the intense pain, he found that he had been kicked across nearly half of the ring, equivalent to the length of an entire basketball court. Yuan Wei took a deep breath, and from his mouth, he spat out two chipped, bloodied teeth.

"Ordinary techniques are of no use against him."

"This man’s physique is absolutely not inferior to Mountain King Chen Xiu who has not reached his extreme state!"

"He must use explosive secret techniques and killer moves!"

Yuan Wei had only engaged in a few exchanges with Bai Xiao upon entering the ring and quickly grasped the situation. Using ordinary methods of probing was useless. Only moves that could truly threaten his opponent would lay the foundation for ultimate victory.

"Come!"

"Extreme Secret Skill!"

He inhaled again, his chest swelling high, making his inverted-triangle figure appear even more robust and bloated, his ribs spreading open like a large umbrella. A surging, overwhelming power inflated within his muscles and organs like inflating a balloon.

Yuan Wei’s entire figure grew even more imposing, his aura more concentrated and solid. His arms thickened by more than a circle, the dark blue veins twined around like steel rebar, seemingly lethal and ferocious weapons. His eyes narrowed, pupils constricted to almost pure white with bloodshot threads, ominously disturbing.

Extreme Secret Skill, as the name implies, instantly pushes the user to their limit. All attacks, reactions, and defenses would reach their pinnacle. This skill, which Yuan Wei had learned only half a year ago and had never been displayed in public, was intended to be his ace for this Dark World fighting tournament. It was reserved for use after reaching the top sixteen, if there was a chance to challenge the Eastern Seven Stars. However, Bai Xiao’s enormous threat forced him to use it prematurely.

"Whoosh!"

A dense and powerful aura instantly swept across half of the ring.