Holy Fist
Chapter 509 - 256 Fierce Fist’s might, unmatched in the Extreme Realm!

Chapter 509: 256 Fierce Fist’s might, unmatched in the Extreme Realm!

"Boom boom boom boom..."

A succession of thunderous explosions, shaking the entire Martial Arts Arena.

At the center of the stage, the two combatants seemed like great giants from the barbaric ancient era, their Qi-Blood exceedingly robust as if it were an intangible, fiercely burning flame, causing the surrounding air to twist manically. Their colossal figures collided rapidly, their terrifying power continuously reverberating, creating distinct shockwaves.

Ring after ring of visible circular ripples swept across the entire stage.

The audience in the spectator stands, their hair disheveled, clothes wrinkled, had to shield their foreheads with their palms to avoid the flying debris of concrete and stone.

On the stage.

Bai Xiao and Mountain King Chen Xiu’s arms collided, raising layers of powerful airwaves. Feet driving hard against the floor, they kept unloading the force on the stage, causing the ground beneath to shake.

The battlefield bore the inevitable appearance of dark fissured cracks.

Continuous, uninterrupted sounds of blocking and colliding exploded around them, with a circle of white air marks appearing around their figures. This was the trace left by their arms tearing through the air. The speed was so fast, the strength so great, that the air and dust violently blasted apart, forming a momentary translucent visual effect.

"Whoosh!!!"

A hand-knife sliced through the air, creating a strong white streak of airflow.

In an instant, it produced a string of crackling sounds like firecrackers exploding.

"Clang!"

Ahead, a terrifying giant palm, comparable to the size of a child’s body, slowly blocked in front, immovable as a mountain. The veins on the back of the hand truly resembled writhing black snakes, and a black-red metallic luster carried a thick and ancient charm.

That hand-knife, although already comparable to the thickness of a common man’s thigh, when compared still seemed like a mantis trying to shake a tree, making only a muffled sound when it hacked upon it.

The surging powerful force was rapidly extinguished, resulting in a dense explosion.

In the midst of high-speed combat, Mountain King Chen Xiu’s pupils suddenly tightened, retracting the hand-knife and instinctively dashing backward. His robust body drifted diagonally away.

The next second, the area he’d been standing in, the invisible air seemed to solidify in an instance, sending out terrifying ripples visible to the naked eye. That was actually an illusion caused by the airwaves being suddenly compressed and pushed outward.

"Bang!!!"

A savage giant palm descended, missing by a hair’s breadth, a domineering swat passing by.

"Crack!"

Bai Xiao’s palm hammered onto the ground, and around it, the arena appeared to ripple like water waves. Though made of extremely tough special rubber and superalloy, it now undulated like jelly. With a rush and a crash, the arena crumbled inch by inch, with large amounts of metallic dust flowing out of the cracks.

Squeezed out like black and white water fountains.

Like a goddess scattering flowers, it shot out towards all directions.

"Whoosh!"

It was only then that the air, oppressively squeezed out by the palm, finally surged back in a powerful gale that swept the metal dust through the whole arena.

Not far away, Mountain King Chen Xiu felt a series of rises and falls, his chest skin stinging with a sense of danger, a reminder of the peril he’d just narrowly escaped.

If he had not dodged in time...

"This guy..."

His sharp gaze was firmly fixed on Bai Xiao, on that horrifyingly swelling figure.

"How many Cross-Training Hard Skills has he managed to fully master!?"

"Bang!"

In his line of sight, a white air explosion burst open. The giant figure that Bai Xiao had transformed into charged forward, its body exaggeratedly leaning back like a bowstring, and all the gathered terrifying force concentrated in the swinging arm, roaring as it smashed down!

"Thud!"

Mountain King Chen Xiu had no time to dodge, only able to forcibly cross his arms in defense, but the next second he felt a severe pain. He uncontrollably shot out, flying away, his body seemingly breaking through a sound barrier, almost parallel to the ground. His speed was so fast that it blurred into a streak.

Chen Xiu rotated in the air, his feet pressing forcefully against the ground, yet still unable to stop, spinning again. After two rotations, most of the force dissipated. Sparks flew where his rock-white soles rubbed against the ground.

At this moment, shock with a hint of astonishment was evident in his eyes.

That was Martial Arts pride, being suppressed by someone else, an unwillingness to accept defeat.

That was the dumbfounded confusion at Bai Xiao’s terrifying Hard Skill.

It went beyond Chen Xiu’s understanding of common sense.

He had only one question in his heart: "How did Bai Xiao do it?!"

Chen Xiu had diligently practiced the Moving Mountain Fist for over a decade, earnest and never slacking, plus his exceptional talent and innate brute strength, barely managed to cultivate it to the realm of Five Heavy Mountains! Each Heavy Mountain was equivalent to adding a level of power comparable to a fully mastered conventional Hard Skill onto his physique. Five Heavy Mountains were five Hard Skills!

Driving the Moving Mountain Fist with Five Heavy Mountains, coupled with his original Stone-Respect Skill and Ten Cauldrons Body Refining Technique, he had been invincible in the Eastern region in recent years, with no one as his match! The so-called second strongest Cross-Training Master of the younger generation couldn’t last five rounds in front of Mountain King Chen Xiu. Not to say in the same class, they simply weren’t even fit to carry his shoes.

However, his profound mastery of Hard Skills was firmly suppressed by Bai Xiao. Chen Xiu looked at the giant figure ahead, the terrifying green-black muscles fluctuating with breath, feeling as if he were a mantis trying to stop a carriage.

He muttered bitterly to himself.

"His physique and Qi-Blood are even stronger than mine..."

"Swoosh!"

A massive figure rushed over at high speed, its arms raised high and dropping down. After the intense collision, the arena was filled with rolling smoke and dust, and all that could be seen was the flying dust and mist, while ear-shattering sounds akin to tanks rolling echoed around. The wire mesh and protective gear were all shredded.