Holy Fist
Chapter 497 - 250 Please remember, I am the one who defeated you!

Chapter 497: 250 Please remember, I am the one who defeated you!

"Scream!!!!"

The immensely mournful sound of a huge bird’s cry merged with the gale.

The entire stage quaked thunderously, the floor began to shake, the thick layer of yellow special rubber completely peeled off, and surging white airflows pushed down the ring, sweeping across the ground. Massive columns of air visible to the naked eye roared.

"Empty, empty, empty, empty, empty!"

Shockwaves rippled layer by layer, enveloping the entire vast Martial Arts Arena.

Many spectators, faces brushed by the wild wind, clothes fluttering wildly, squinted with difficulty, nearly moved to tears by the wind. Yet, more of the audience remained fixated on the situation atop the ring, even with reddened eyes. Their breathing was heavy, expressions frenzied, fists clenched tightly, still murmuring under their breath.

"What power!"

"This is a duel between masters!"

"What were those matches before? Compared to this, they’re just child’s play! The real match to watch is between Seven Stars and Bai Xiao..."

"Bai Xiao is truly defying the heavens, worthy of the name Fierce Fist. Although I had expectations, seeing him fight Long Gu Haoli indistinguishably, each holding their own, I can’t help but marvel at his strength..."

In the spectators’ seats, the rest of the Eastern Seven Stars were now silent.

They vaguely felt a threat.

If even Long Gu Haoli couldn’t defeat Fierce Fist Bai Xiao, then everyone might truly have a formidable opponent! After all, in their view, and familiarity with Haoli, his efforts were full-fledged! Apart from not utilizing the Extreme Realm, numerous techniques were unleashed, including the unsealing of the killing intent.

Even within the Eastern Seven Stars, no one had seen Haoli fully unseal his killing intent. The last time with Liu Xinzong, Haoli only unsealed half a piece of the killing heart.

"Haoli might be pushed into the Extreme Realm by Bai Xiao..."

Liu Xinzong, in his white robe, eyes flickering, made a judgment.

"Without the Extreme Realm, he can’t suppress Bai Xiao."

Ghost Mask, draped in a large black coat, whispered quietly.

On the ring, amidst the gale, their terrifying powes collided for a full ten seconds, pouring out wildly like a burst mountain flood.

Giant columns, thick as thighs, twisted, and the iron fences serving as barriers were torn into disarray by the wild winds, here a piece, there a piece.

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly, a strong figure flew back from the center.

He broke through the dense white airflow, his feet fiercely dug into the groundwork of the ring, scraping out two streaks of golden-red sparks for several meters. He then staggered a few steps back, using his right foot to barely stop his momentum, silently standing.

It was visible, this person was Haoli.

His garments tattered, body smeared with blood, wounds appearing on his muscular and robust body. When using the Evil Dragon Bone, the fierce dragon mouth on his chest was visible, now only a small torn part remained. On one side of his narrow, sharp eye, a bloody cut dripped, trailing down half his face, accumulating on the chin.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

"Oh!!!"

The audience gasped in disbelief, unable to believe it was Haoli.

On the ring, Haoli, undistracted by anything else, slowly raised his right hand, wiping the cut by his eye, a trail of blood streaking across his face.

"It truly has been..."

"a very long time since I received such an injury!"

Haoli took a deep breath, his bones crackling like frying beans, his body temperature rapidly rising, a dark red halo faintly gathering.

He silently watched the giant black figure in the wind ahead.

"It’s so... thrilling!!!"

Haoli suddenly revealed a fierce smile, his teeth seemingly transforming into gleaming fangs, like a wild beast. His eyes, deeply red, intense fighting spirit and raging fury seeming like blazing flames.

"Click."

"Whoosh..."

A robust figure stepped out of the gale, hands naturally hanging by his sides.

Bai Xiao, more than two meters tall, stood towering like an iron tower, silent and cold, appearing like an insurmountable wall of despair.

Haoli’s explosive aura surged swiftly, pressing forward, but upon reaching the thick wall, it was all blocked, constantly dissipating, unable to advance an inch.

Bai Xiao, looking down from his height, watched Haoli, whose breathing was becoming more rapid.

His light ink-colored pupils, carrying a hint of subdued arrogance, like two ice arrows shooting into one’s eyes, his deep voice resounding: "You’re about to lose control."

Directly opposite.

Haoli’s feet spread apart, his combat trousers tightly wrapping his muscly, coiled legs, his waist and back slightly arched like a bowstring, his shoulders and arms spread wide, his head bowed.

A pair of deep red eyes, like searchlights, focused on Bai Xiao.

In the corner of his eyes, dense blood vessels bloomed like petals.

His voice hoarse, like a wild beast: "So what?"

"Are you scared!?"

Unexpectedly, the towering figure in front slowly shook his head. His expressionless face emitted a forbidding majesty: "No, I’m just worried that, facing you out of control, I might not manage my strength well. If I end up tearing you apart, or disassemble some parts, that wouldn’t be good..."

"Hehe... Hahahaha!"

Haoli laughed boisterously, his shoulders even trembling uncontrollably.

"Just try!"

"If you can cripple me, that’s your ability!"

His voice thundered, resonating like a great bell across the ring.

"Then let me see if you are worthy!"

The next second, a subtle change in his aura made the other six Eastern Seven Stars in the spectator seats shiver, a flash of insight sparking: "Here it comes, the Extreme Realm!"