Holy Fist
Chapter 541 - 271 Breath of Wind, against Fierce Fist!_2

Chapter 541: 271 Breath of Wind, against Fierce Fist!_2

"You defeated Hao Lie the brute the day before yesterday."

Bai Xiao’s gaze remained calm, his emotions showing not the slightest ripple.

"I simply had an itch to challenge someone, and Hao Lie just happened to step up. It would have been the same had it been you or Ghost Mask. Don’t say anything about having a favorable impression of me; in the arena, there are only fists..."

"Hahaha."

Liu Xinzong burst into loud laughter, his gaze suddenly becoming intense: "Good!"

He instantly assumed a combat stance from the He Xian Martial Arts Hall, one leg standing straight as a pillar and the other lifted at an angle, vaguely forming a stable triangle. His arms naturally hung down, both looking like flexible wings, slowly closing in but ready to spread open and soar at any moment. Liu Xinzong’s head hung low, watching Bai Xiao with just his left eye.

This was clearly an imitation movement akin to a white crane alighting.

Once executed, it meant Liu Xinzong was about to get serious.

Bai Xiao’s eyes flickered as he took a deep breath, his chest expanding.

One foot forward and one back, he lowered his center of gravity. His muscular body, stable as a boulder, left fist shooting forward, right fist raised up high behind him, looking every bit the part of a domineering figure shouldering a cauldron. His clothes fluttered.

Next to the arena, the referee clad in black announced with a voice resonant as a bell.

"The match begins!"

In an instant, on the platform, two powerful figures had already vanished from their spots. At the center, streams of air exploded violently, leaving trails of afterimages flickering.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang..."

Bai Xiao and Liu Xinzong, right from the start, engaged in pure close-quarters combat with fists and moves, unleashing their utmost physical strength. Whether it was their hands, feet, elbows, or knees, all seemed like natural-born weapons of war on their bodies.

Vaguely visible in the bursting air at the center, two figures intertwined and collided at high speeds, with each step pulling long, ten-meter black shadows across the platform. Fists and feet clashed wildly.

Rumbling like an earthquake resonated fiercely around.

The ground and walls of the Martial Arts Arena trembled slightly, dust sprinkling down.

At the heart of the battlefield.

Liu Xinzong’s eyes gleamed brilliantly as he tapped his toe on the ground, instantly dodging a thick, veiny hand claw. The white garment on his chest tore with a crisp sound, split open by four claw marks. His right foot stomped, and he lunged forward in the opposite direction, his powerful arm swinging with a whoosh as his fingers took the shape of a crane.

Striking like a sharp beak, he ripped through the air with a swoosh.

This move, using a tricky angle to bypass Bai Xiao’s defensive area, aimed for the neck. Just as it was about to hit, a slanted palm strike came at high speed from the side, the palm wide as a grinding stone, and slammed against the crane-shaped fingers with a thud.

Liu Xinzong’s arm shook, his fingers tingling slightly as a glint passed through his eyes.

"Such a quick response!"

"As if there were eyes on the back!"

His mind raced as he immediately leaned back, eerily gliding away parallel to the ground. Where his chest was just before, a terrifyingly penetrating punch came through like a battering ram, whooshing as it smashed the air.

Bai Xiao’s arm muscles writhed, swelling in an instant. The fist that had been thrown straight out suddenly swung down like a Meteor Hammer.

"Boom!"

The platform cracked, and black fissures instantly appeared on the surface.

In a rubbery shower like scattering blossoms.

Liu Xinzong had already avoided it, appearing behind Bai Xiao in a blink. His arms opened gently, moving with light, airy trajectories, yet underneath the softness hid an incredible firmness that revealed itself violently at the end of the palm strike.

"Thud!"

A palm strike firm as a diamond hit Bai Xiao square in the back.

Qi Force exploded, white streams flowing through the gaps between his fingers.

And yet, the large figure in front did not budge, the hit area merely turning faintly pale with no other changes. Bai Xiao suddenly spun around, his terrifying arms spread out and lunged forward, reaching for a powerful embrace.

"He Xian Pull!"

Liu Xinzong tiptoed ever so slightly, his arms extending to both sides, as if imitating the gentle flapping wings of a white crane. Beneath his elongated arms, a sudden massive surge of Qi Force came at him, whistling like a colossal wind tunnel. Liu Xinzong wrapped in it, soared up, avoiding the huge looming silhouette in the blink of an eye.

"Crack!!!"

The spot where he had just been standing, a meter behind the edge of the platform.

An alloy pillar, as thick as a child’s torso, was abruptly severed at its waist by the dark-blue arms of Bai Xiao. His arms were like exaggerated scissors, unfathomable to imagine what would happen if someone were actually embraced by them.

Silver-white metal filings flew, raining down pitter-patter on the platform.

Bai Xiao turned around and once again clashed with the oncoming Liu Xinzong.

Both sides’ punches and kicks collided, their fundamental skills solid beyond compare.

The closer Liu Xinzong fought with Bai Xiao, the more shocked he became. This person’s fundamental skills were no less than his own, as if he had integrated various moves and techniques into his body, forming them into muscle instinct. Facing sharp attacks, he could always react instantaneously, achieving the best defensive results. Sometimes, he would even use the opponent’s force against them, not at all like a muscle-brained brute.

"I originally thought, among the Eastern Seven Stars, my fundamental skills were the most solid and profound. Yet, this person Bai Xiao, also has such diligence and hard work..."

"No wonder he’s almost about to breakthrough the consecutive ranks of the Eastern Seven Stars!"

"His fundamental skills are about to surpass mine!"

Of course, fundamental skills honed day and night, never as solid as those enhanced by the Dark Red Modifier! Each time Bai Xiao improved his Cultivation Technique, his entire body and consciousness seemed to endure decades of arduous training, unimaginably solid and profound.

It’s only normal for Liu Xinzong to feel unmatched.

After all, not everyone has the unparalleled talent like him!

Can others transform their soul talent into a Dark Red Modifier?

Impossible, right!

This just demonstrates Bai Xiao’s unique and extraordinary talent!

On the martial arts arena, two powerful figures collided at high speed four or five times.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The ground shook slightly, and the surrounding wire mesh trembled crazily.

Awesome power, sweeping in all directions.

An alloy column as thick as a child’s torso was unbelievably sliced in half by Bai Xiao’s bluish-black arms, as if his arms were overstated scissors, hard to imagine what would happen if someone were embraced by them.

Silver-white metal filings flew about, clattering down onto the arena.

Bai Xiao turned around and once again clashed with the oncoming Liu Xinzong.

Both sides’ punches and kicks collided, their fundamental skills solid beyond compare.

The closer Liu Xinzong fought with Bai Xiao, the more shocked he became. This person’s fundamental skills were no less than his own, as if he had integrated various moves and techniques into his body, forming them into muscle instinct. Facing sharp attacks, he could always react instantaneously, achieving the best defensive results. Sometimes, he would even use the opponent’s force against them, not at all like a muscle-brained brute.

"I originally thought, among the Eastern Seven Stars, my fundamental skills were the most solid and profound. Yet, this person Bai Xiao, also has such diligence and hard work..."

"No wonder he’s almost about to breakthrough the consecutive ranks of the Eastern Seven Stars!"

"His fundamental skills are about to surpass mine!"

Of course, fundamental skills honed day and night, never as solid as those enhanced by the Dark Red Modifier! Each time Bai Xiao improved his Cultivation Technique, his entire body and consciousness seemed to endure decades of arduous training, unimaginably solid and profound.

It’s only normal for Liu Xinzong to feel unmatched.

After all, not everyone has the unparalleled talent like him!

Can others transform their soul talent into a Dark Red Modifier?

Impossible, right!

This just demonstrates Bai Xiao’s unique and extraordinary talent!

On the martial arts arena, two powerful figures collided at high speed four or five times.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The ground shook slightly, and the surrounding wire mesh trembled crazily.

Awesome power, sweeping in all directions.