Holy Fist
Chapter 506 - 254 Fierce Fist Mountain King, Battle of the Tough Guys!_2

Chapter 506: 254 Fierce Fist Mountain King, Battle of the Tough Guys!_2

This situation caused quite a surprise among some of the spectators who were following Bai Xiao. Yesterday, during the afternoon fight on the platform, it was fierce as if it were a battle to the death between them! But today, the two of them were not at odds like fire and water.

Instead, they exchanged smiles and let bygones be bygones.

As time ticked by, more and more people entered the arena through the right-side passage. Until just before the match time, the entire Martial Arts Arena was finally filled to capacity.

The giant platform location.

The host of the fighting tournament slowly made his entrance, standing at the very center.

He glanced at the newly renovated platform and then slowly swept his gaze across the noisy, boiling Martial Arts Arena. After clearing his throat softly, he loudly declared,

"Silence!"

Immediately, the chattering voices that rose and fell in turns swiftly dissipated.

The host’s voice, loud and clear as a bell, continued, "The time has come..."

"Next up, the fourth round of the Eastern Dark World fighting tournament begins!"

"Seven seeded players, plus nine challengers, a total of eighteen participants! They will compete today to determine the top eight and the top four!"

"No nonsense, the match begins!"

The next second, the atmosphere of the entire Martial Arts Arena became intensely charged, as if everyone was eagerly waiting to spring into action. It was like the false calm before a volcanic eruption, the magma beneath the earth was actually ready to burst forth.

A brief pause for five or six seconds.

The host cleared his throat twice, then directly announced the first match’s opponents.

"From Po Suo’s Hidden Blade Pavilion, Gui Luotian!"

"From Star Water Sect, Fang Chao!"

Bai Xiao slowly raised his head, his gaze extending towards two places in the arena.

At Star Water Sect’s place, a black-haired young man in white, a red headband tied around his forehead. His body tensed, fists clenched, looking somewhat nervous.

Po Suo’s Hidden Blade Pavilion’s Gui Luotian remained expressionless, completely still.

"Please, both players come to the platform!"

The host announced once again.

Instantly, two figures rose, striding forward to the platform.

Half a minute later, the opponents stood to face each other, the one on the left, the other on the right.

Fang Chao’s toes slightly lifted, his calf muscles tensed, the weight of his entire body quickly sinking, his torso and arms poised in an offensive, lunging posture.

He breathed heavily, the strength in his body converging like a stream of light, flowing through his strong arms, creating an intense momentum.

Fang Chao, as if facing a formidable enemy.

On the opposite side, Gui Luotian looked listless, his untidy medium-length hair covering vacant eyes, as if his mind were wandering far off. His posture slumped, his rough right hand slowly rested on the wrapped handle of his sword, his demeanor strangely relaxed.

Not a hint of aggressiveness or murderous intent.

Yet, for some reason, Fang Chao still felt an indistinct sense of danger surrounding him. Invisible, yet omnipresent.

The hair on his arms stood on end, his eyes vigilant.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the agitated emotions.

Fang Chao took the initiative and respectfully said, "From Star Water Sect, Fang Chao, please advise!"

On the opposite side, Gui Luotian’s pupils slightly focused, he slowly looked at Fang Chao, his voice hoarse and unpleasant as he softly said, "Capable of cutting through..."

"One slash..."

Fang Chao’s pupils contracted dramatically, alarm bells going off in his head.

"The match begins!"

The black-clad referee nearby announced loudly.

The next second, Fang Chao erupted violently, his aura bursting like the peak of a volcano’s eruption. He roared, the veins on his temple and neck bulging, his hot blood circulating as fast as light. Fang Chao lunged forward frenziedly, his fists shooting out as if meteors were descending in an instant.

"North Star Aurora!"

He started with his trump card, his fist trailing blue flames, charging swiftly.

"Tap!"

Five meters in front, Gui Luotian’s garment fluttered, his face expressionless. He suddenly took a step forward with his right foot, his hands forming a sword grip on empty air, as if he were grasping an invisible force. Gui Luotian swung a sword at the onrushing Fang Chao.

Then, he turned around and walked off the platform without looking back.

"Huh!?"

Many in the audience were stupefied, somewhat puzzled.

Some people thought that Gui Luotian had forfeited, causing a stir among the crowd.

However, in the next instant.

Fang Chao’s meteor-like figure flew out more than ten meters with the momentum and then fell heavily to the ground as if the power was cut off, rolling and sliding. Across the entire stage, a blood trail was dragged out, reaching a full ten meters in length, exceptionally tragic.

Two to three seconds later, the severely injured young man lay face up.

A long narrow gash that almost completely split his chest cavity open was shockingly revealed on his muscular chest. The cut ran from his left shoulder diagonally down to his right side waist, splitting his white fight suit into two, flesh and blood tumbling, with internal organs faintly visible.

"Roar roar roar roar!"

Instantly, the spectators’ seats at the Martial Arts Arena erupted into intense discussions. It was just too clean and decisive, no dragging it out, a swift slice had done the deed!

Po Suo’s Hidden Blade Pavilion, Gui Luotian, truly one of the Eastern Seven Stars!

To the younger generation below the Seven Stars, he showed overwhelming strength!

Due to yesterday afternoon’s challenge, the dignity and strength of the Seven Stars had been shaken, and many spectators harbored some unrealistic fantasies. They hoped for more contestants to rise and challenge or even overthrow the rule of the Eastern Seven Stars like Bai Xiao! However, the truth proved—the Seven Stars are the Seven Stars!

They maintained absolute dominance over the younger generation of the Eastern Secret Martial World for several years for a reason! Not just anyone can challenge the Seven Stars!

And the following matches were even more so, some of them were shockingly intense.

Li Guangjian Ye Meng, defeated!

A single finger from Liu Xinzong swept him up like a gale, knocking him off the stage.

Blood-calling Fist Feng Yan, defeated!

Merely by glancing into the eyes of Ghost Mask, she fell into the terrifying abyss of Hell.

Like being hunted by some invisible colossal monster, brutally executed!

Such situations also took place in several other matches. Only one match, where neither fighter belonged to the Eastern Seven Stars, was closely contested. In the end, one lucky fighter prevailed and narrowly entered the top eight.

Fact proved, among the younger generation of the Eastern Secret Martial World, only one person was qualified to challenge the Eastern Seven Stars! Fierce Fist Bai Xiao! Not because the Eastern Seven Stars’ strength declined or their rule weakened, but because Bai Xiao was too strong, rudely disrupting the order. From the beginning to the end, he was the only one who could do it!

On the stage, the black-clad judge announced the next contestants of the match.

The sound of his voice resonated across the Martial Arts Arena like a huge bell tolling.

"Fierce Fist Bai Xiao!"

"Mountain King Chen Xiu!"

"Please come up to the stage, both competitors!"

Two to three seconds later, the severely injured young man lay face up.

A long narrow gash that almost completely split his chest cavity open was shockingly revealed on his muscular chest. The cut ran from his left shoulder diagonally down to his right side waist, splitting his white fight suit into two, flesh and blood tumbling, with internal organs faintly visible.

"Roar roar roar roar!"

Instantly, the spectators’ seats at the Martial Arts Arena erupted into intense discussions. It was just too clean and decisive, no dragging it out, a swift slice had done the deed!

Po Suo’s Hidden Blade Pavilion, Gui Luotian, truly one of the Eastern Seven Stars!

To the younger generation below the Seven Stars, he showed overwhelming strength!

Due to yesterday afternoon’s challenge, the dignity and strength of the Seven Stars had been shaken, and many spectators harbored some unrealistic fantasies. They hoped for more contestants to rise and challenge or even overthrow the rule of the Eastern Seven Stars like Bai Xiao! However, the truth proved—the Seven Stars are the Seven Stars!

They maintained absolute dominance over the younger generation of the Eastern Secret Martial World for several years for a reason! Not just anyone can challenge the Seven Stars!

And the following matches were even more so, some of them were shockingly intense.

Li Guangjian Ye Meng, defeated!

A single finger from Liu Xinzong swept him up like a gale, knocking him off the stage.

Blood-calling Fist Feng Yan, defeated!

Merely by glancing into the eyes of Ghost Mask, she fell into the terrifying abyss of Hell.

Like being hunted by some invisible colossal monster, brutally executed!

Such situations also took place in several other matches. Only one match, where neither fighter belonged to the Eastern Seven Stars, was closely contested. In the end, one lucky fighter prevailed and narrowly entered the top eight.

Fact proved, among the younger generation of the Eastern Secret Martial World, only one person was qualified to challenge the Eastern Seven Stars! Fierce Fist Bai Xiao! Not because the Eastern Seven Stars’ strength declined or their rule weakened, but because Bai Xiao was too strong, rudely disrupting the order. From the beginning to the end, he was the only one who could do it!

On the stage, the black-clad judge announced the next contestants of the match.

The sound of his voice resonated across the Martial Arts Arena like a huge bell tolling.

"Fierce Fist Bai Xiao!"

"Mountain King Chen Xiu!"

"Please come up to the stage, both competitors!"