Holy Fist
Chapter 486 - 245 transactions

Chapter 486: 245 transactions

The black hand enveloped in a white airflow crushed its way through, violently shaking the battlefield.

The connections of the surrounding guardrails creaked, and the wire netting swayed as if sifting chaff. Gusts of wind howled past, even sweeping toward the audience seats behind Yuan Wei’s half of the battlefield, causing many spectators’ clothes and hair to flutter. When all the dust settled, a figure stumbled out of the battlefield.

Yuan Wei’s body flew uncontrollably, yet still managed to land on his feet with some residual strength.

This was because Bai Xiao did not go for a crippling move; the last move was not aimed at seriously injuring Yuan Wei, but simply to knock him off the platform. In fact, Bai Xiao quite admired Yuan Wei, or rather the Devil Lance secret martial skill. This move gathered the full strength of the body for a penetrating attack, achieving a pinpoint breakthrough effect.

As long as the user’s Qi-blood is strong enough, and their fingers are well-forged and resilient, it’s hard to imagine anything that could withstand the penetration of the Devil Lance. If Bai Xiao had been the one using it, he felt this move could definitely have penetrated his own defense. But Yuan Wei, after all, fell a little short, and the intensity of the Devil Lance was limited.

On the open ground below the platform,

Yuan Wei stood quietly, his right hand hanging down, his distorted fingers dripping fresh blood, some of which stuck to his pants and shoes. He silently lifted his head, looking at Bai Xiao in the center of the platform with an inexplicable expression.

"Bai Xiao, wins!"

Beside him, a referee in black swiftly announced the results of the match.

Instantly, noises and discussions spread throughout the entire Martial Arts Arena, with many spectators whispering to each other, shocked by the result of the match.

"Yuan Wei lost? From striking to defeat, the whole process was too fast; I didn’t even have time to be astonished before the match ended. If I wasn’t distracted and didn’t see it wrong at the last moment, Yuan Wei did use the Devil Lance, right? Even with the Devil Lance, he still lost? Wow, how monstrous must this Fierce Fist Bai Xiao be..."

A bald brawny man, scratching his head, couldn’t help but express his sentiments.

"Not only did Yuan Wei use the Devil Lance, but he used it twice! I saw it all, both strikes hit Bai Xiao, but the guy stood there as if nothing happened. His physique being that monstrous might be comparable to Mountain King Chen Xiu..."

Next to him, a tall, slim young man with black hair shook his head.

"In this edition of the Eastern Dark World fighting competition, the biggest dark horse has appeared. Bai Xiao, it seems he comes from a small to mid-level faction in a prefecture-level city in Nanjiang Province. It’s unbelievable to see him grow to this extent. It’s unimaginable, if he would join a major faction, with the support of advanced secret martial arts, extensive medicinal resources, and his heaven-sent talent and brilliant flair... what heights could he reach? Eastern Eighth Star?"

A short man stared at the platform and spoke slowly.

Of course, these people are amateurs and cannot fully discern everything that happened on the platform or what Bai Xiao’s dominant victory over Yuan Wei represented. Among the young spectators, only about ten understood.

"I knew it, someone targeted simultaneously by Shadow Assassin Si Yu and Evil Ghost Face, two of the Eastern Seven Stars, and still comes out without a scratch, had to be exceptional! Lucky it wasn’t me who faced him, or my fate wouldn’t have been much better than Yuan Wei’s..." Feng Yan’s eyes flickered constantly, filled with a hint of shock.

"An extreme burst secret technique, capable of being used twice in succession without losing any power—the Devil Lance, Yuan Wei truly hid his strength deeply! These moves, never seen before, it looks like they were specifically prepared for this Eastern Dark World fighting competition. He originally should have aimed to use them on the Eastern Seven Stars, but ended up facing Bai Xiao prematurely, played all his cards and still was defeated!"

Huo Feng took a deep breath. He had been paying attention to Bai Xiao since the first match of the competition, initially feeling that even if he couldn’t match Bai Xiao, he at least could fight back, find an opportunity, and potentially secure a victory. But now, it seems he was too optimistic, too confident.

In the Martial Arts Arena, the victorious Bai Xiao walked down from the platform, heading to his camp.

Amidst the welcoming from the elders and junior brothers and sisters, he slowly took his seat. Beside him, Jian Feng handed him tea, Bai Xiao took a sip, then began meditating with his eyes closed. His attention entirely focused on the screen before him.

[Your mission ’Reward’, experience +500!]

A gorgeous whole number.

A full five hundred experience points, equivalent to ten potential points.

"Awesome!"

Bai Xiao reflected internally.

To gain potential points, one must keep fighting in the battles. Especially facing top experts like Yuan Wei below the Eastern Seven Stars, winning against them yields more potential points than even winning the championship of the Nanjiang Province Dark World fighting competition. This also shows that Yuan Wei’s strength is somewhat stronger than the Jiang Shuangxiong.

If it hadn’t been for an early encounter with Bai Xiao, he wouldn’t have had such unlucky timing in the competition. He could at least have made it to the top sixteen, and possibly ranked around eighth.

With a shift in thoughts, Bai Xiao’s gaze lowered.

He focused on the profession panel of the fighting competition contestants.

[Mission: Reward (Cumulative Experience: 847)]

About seventeen potential points.

Plus six potential points accumulated in the Dark Red Modifier.

Enough to further enhance the Secret Martial Skill.

Bai Xiao’s mind moved, opting to directly extract the accumulated experience points.

"Dark Red."

He gently called out, a flash of red light enveloped the mission ’Reward’ on the professional panel. As the status bar went blurry, the black numbers inside crazily jumped downwards, in the blink of an eye from three digits to two digits. When the red light dissipated, the experience points had been converted into potential points.