Holy Fist
Chapter 505 - 254 Fierce Fist Mountain King, Battle of the Tough Guys!

Chapter 505: 254 Fierce Fist Mountain King, Battle of the Tough Guys!

For the fourth round of competition, there was no one among the spectators of the Dark World Fighting Tournament who wasn’t looking forward to it. For a match to be exciting, there first needs to be suspense. Not knowing whether the two combatants on the stage will win or lose brings surprises and delights. However, among the younger generation in the Eastern Secret Martial World, the single-tier order of the Seven Stars has been sustained for too long, with no one being able to threaten or challenge them.

Thus, at the start of the Eastern Dark World Fighting Tournament, the overall atmosphere was calm, as the top tier was always dominated by seven individuals.

Even if dark horses and geniuses occasionally emerged, it was difficult for them to turn the tables.

But today was different.

At the end of the third round of competition yesterday, a successor of the Fierce Bird Sect, known by the nickname Fierce Fist, suddenly stood out and called out by name to challenge Long Gu Haoli!

In the subsequent fight, the young man displayed majestic strength and momentum, and in the final moments, he overpoweringly defeated Long Gu Haoli, who had activated the Extreme Realm! In front of everyone’s eyes, he legitimately defeated a Seven Star! Since then, the calm waters have been stirred, boiling with excitement.

People were looking forward to Fierce Fist Bai Xiao continuing his momentum and bringing down more of the Seven Stars.

In the upcoming matches, he was destined to be the focus of everyone’s attention.

At the entrance of He Xian Martial Arts Hall.

Delegations of different sects parked their cars in the parking lot. Competitors and spectators dressed in the uniforms of their respective sects disembarked, walking briskly towards the venue. Bai Xiao also followed his sect, the Fierce Bird Sect, heading to the site.

On the way, he could clearly sense various gazes all around him. Some were filled with admiration, some slightly excited, some jealous and resentful, and some saw him as a formidable enemy. Clearly, after defeating Long Gu Haoli in the arena, Haoli had become a stepping stone that greatly boosted Bai Xiao’s fame. After last night, the entire Eastern Secret Martial World had heard of the name Fierce Fist!

During Bai Xiao’s journey to the Martial Arts Arena, his expression remained unchanged. He directly ignored the good and bad gazes around him and was not the least bit affected. His mind was as placid as still water, and he appeared even more composed than the Sect Leader and Elders of the Fierce Bird Sect.

Even though it was Bai Xiao who was a competitor.

In the vast venue, on the side near the passage, was the Fierce Bird Sect’s area.

A group of figures dressed in white and gold slowly took their seats. Bai Xiao sat in the front row, his robust arms crossed in front of his chest, in a relaxed posture.

They arrived quite early, looking around; most of the sects had yet to enter the venue. From the right side passage, personnel from various large sects continued to slowly walk in.

Bai Xiao leaned back in his chair, his icy gaze sweeping over the entrance.

Two familiar figures appeared.

One in a windbreaker and mask, the other wearing a cloak adorned with flowers, Ghost Mask and Si Yu.

Ghost Mask’s gaze met Bai Xiao’s in a quiet exchange before he looked away. Si Yu also glanced at Bai Xiao, giving a cold snort. But when Si Yu saw the slight cold smile tugging at Bai Xiao’s lips, his heart skipped a beat, as if recalling the humiliating history of screaming for help in a pit deep in the forest the other night.

He quickly turned his head away, his face stiff with expression.

He hurried towards his seat as if he had a thorn in his back.

Another minute or two passed.

A tall and muscular figure walked in. The upper half of his body was covered in a tight-fitting combat suit that resembled a black vest, perfectly outlining the firm and exaggerated muscles of his upper body as if a suit of armor was inverted upon him. Especially round and swollen at his arms and shoulders, they were practically like car tires.

Mountain King Chen Xiu stepped in, appearing in front of Bai Xiao.

"The round of sixteen has begun..."

"Next, we’re opponents."

"I look forward to your terrifying Hard Skill when you go all out!"

His voice was deep and quite hearty.

Chen Xiu’s gaze met with Bai Xiao’s, filled with a strong desire for battle.

"See you in the arena!"

He extended a large hand, hovering in mid-air.

"See you in the arena."

Bai Xiao also extended his hand and gripped Chen Xiu’s.

Neither attempted to exert any force in a test of strength; combatants of the same level didn’t need such gestures.

A little while later.

Bai Xiao saw Gui Luotian, dressed in black loose-fitting Taoist attire, making his entrance. He didn’t shift his gaze towards Bai Xiao, seemingly resigned to the conclusion from last time that he could not sever ties and completely lost interest in Bai Xiao. Twenty meters behind Gui Luotian, a tall figure in a fiery red combat suit appeared.

Haoli’s complexion was slightly pale, with bandages wrapped around his neck and arms.

A strong medicinal scent faintly emanated from his body.

Evidently, he had fought to his limits against Bai Xiao on the ring yesterday, sustaining serious injuries. Even with precious medicinal herbs for healing, it wasn’t possible for him to fully recover his vitality in such a short time. It seemed that in the upcoming matches, Haoli was unlikely to get very far. Unless he happened to face the two opponents today who were among the eight other than the Seven Stars and Bai Xiao. But from beginning to end, he had no regrets.

In that battle with Bai Xiao, Haoli gave his all, unleashing his long-suppressed killing intent for the first time in years. Killing intent combined with Killing Fist, plus the full activation of Extreme Realm.

Although he was defeated in that match, he gained an epiphany at the final moment.

Haoli had a strong premonition.

Once his injuries recovered, he would advance even further!

Thus, Haoli was the first of the Eastern Seven Stars to lose in front of a large public and yet, he was completely calm, without a trace of shame or embarrassment.

He walked out of the passage, stopped at the edge of the Martial Arts Arena, and took a distant glance at Bai Xiao with his arms crossed. The two stood facing each other, exchanged light smiles, and nodded their heads in acknowledgment.

This was a recognition between warriors.