Holy Fist
Chapter 545 - 273 Loses to Liu Xinzong_2

Chapter 545: 273 Loses to Liu Xinzong_2

"Gale Tide!"

Liu Xinzong let out a roar, as the blue light energy within his body burst forth violently, instantly turning him into a blazing, luminous entity. His hands frenetically struck the air in front of him, each strike generating a whirling blue vortex that howled as it emerged. A relentless succession of tornadoes were born, charging in formation towards Bai Xiao.

Layer upon layer, dense and numerous!

In the spectator seats, watching the match, was Long Gu Haoli, who was utterly dumbstruck at this moment. He completely understood that Liu Xinzong had concealed far too much during their exchange, and only now was he witnessing Liu’s full and true explosive power. If Bai Xiao were replaced with himself, could he withstand even three seconds?

Haoli, feeling immensely wary, glanced at the roaring tornado frenzy on the stage. The very air of the He Xian Martial Arts Hall was violently stirred. He silently shook his head—unbearable! Not to mention three seconds, not even two or one second...

Thinking this...

Thus, Haoli looked towards Bai Xiao with even more astonishment.

Above the arena, that grey-golden giant figure brashly charged forward, incredibly weathering dozens, if not hundreds, of Gale Wind Tornadoes, as he accelerated towards Liu Xinzong.

His body’s surface glowed explosively, sparks flying in all directions.

Yet, there was still not the slightest sign of crumbling apart.

"Take my fist!"

"Bang!"

As Bai Xiao closed in on Liu Xinzong at high speed, his eyes locked onto the target, his back muscles wildly undulating as he threw a ferocious punch. In an instant, within the fan-shaped area shrouded by his momentum, four or five tornadoes disintegrated, and the ground shook.

"Boom Boom Boom!!!"

A violent shockwave swept out, directly sweeping away nearly half of the dense tornado frenzy. Visibly, the massive Martial Arts Arena lost almost a quarter of its surface area, and the empty ground was littered with dense rubble and metal scrap.

Dust swirled, and mist churned.

The arena.

Liu Xinzong was forcibly blasted out from the state of Gale Tide by Bai Xiao, the blue glow on his body suddenly dimmed. He stood in a deep pit billowing with black smoke, his arms dangling, his ten fingers twisted unnaturally. Blood dripped steadily—clearly, he was injured.

Liu Xinzong’s breathing was heavy as he suddenly raised his head to the sky.

Above, a gigantic figure fell heavily like a cannonball.

He flashed momentarily, transforming into a streak of blue light and darting away.

"Bang!!!"

On the spot, a fiery explosion erupted. A huge pit the size of a house appeared before their eyes, surrounded by dense cracks.

"Plop."

Liu Xinzong landed on the platform, looking somewhat disheveled, his figure slightly staggering. But his bright, sharp eyes still intently watched the pit.

"Thud!"

A massive figure leapt powerfully into the sky, landing heavily on the surface of the arena.

The ground trembled thunderously, shaking slightly.

"I must say..."

"You truly are the strongest adversary I’ve encountered on the Eastern Dark World’s fighting tournament stage! The other Seven Stars may not be your match..."

"But, unfortunately..."

Bai Xiao’s voice was resonant, as a terrifying aura poured forth.

His body leaned slightly forward as the surrounding air began to gather slowly. With a sudden exertion, a loud bang erupted, and the figure shot forward like a missile, straight ahead.

"You’ve met me!!!"

In an instant, Bai Xiao traversed half the arena, drawing a long, narrow white line through the mid-air. His pupils shone, his right hand motioned as if grappling something massive, pressing down hard, with the peak aura dominating.

"Water Sky Form!"

Suddenly, an invisible energy field descended from the sky in an instant, as if two invisible giant hands were pressing on Liu Xinzong’s shoulders. The air around them at that moment became as viscous as glue, each movement requiring tremendous strength.

Liu Xinzong was like a bug trapped in amber, unable to move. He could only watch as the missile-like figure collided with him.

He breathed out slowly, as if relinquishing some burden.

"Let’s leave no regrets."

The waning energy within Liu Xinzong surged abruptly, like oil poured onto fire. The blue halo glowing all over his body was siphoned bit by bit, gathering completely in his raised hands.

"Bai Xiao, my final move, I also dedicate to you!"

Liu Xinzong’s eyes were brilliantly fierce, as if containing galaxies. His hands, radiating intense blue light, in the blink of an eye, made a simple and unadorned gesture of the Crane Immortal Fist. As the punch was thrown, it caused no disturbance at all.

However, it was this very move.

That caused Bai Xiao, who was rushing in wildly, to burst out with an intense sense of danger.

Without any hesitation, he spread his arms, brushing through the air with elegance and grace.

"Fourth Transformation!"

"Water Bird Soaring!!!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

At the collision’s epicenter, the surging and powerful Gale Wind Tornado pushed out violently in all directions, turning the entire Martial Arts Arena into a terrifying storm.

People saw that above the fighting stage, the multiple layers of clapping air streams resembled a pair of white water bird wings, thunderously descending. But in the blink of an eye, something shattered the left wing, breaking it into countless fragments. Nearly half of the right wing was ripped apart as well, its chaotic air currents howling fiercely.

"Thump!"

The final explosion arrived, and all was deathly still.

With a whoosh, a gentle breeze from afar swept over, quickly dispersing the dust and mist.

Bai Xiao’s massive figure was the first to be revealed.

On the surface of his sturdy body, there were dense red and white colored marks, with some traces of blood visible. Of course, these were only trivial external skin injuries. The real seriousness was at the shoulder. There, an deep bloody hole could be seen, left by a fist, from which fresh blood was flowing.

Liu Xinzong’s final move.

He had concentrated all his strength and the essence of Sky Crane Intent into one point. It might seem innocuous on the surface, but it actually contained an extremely terrorizing peak burst. If not for Bai Xiao’s physique being nearly as tough as the Dragon Elephant, he might have been punched straight through. Even though he blocked it, his shoulder was wounded with a bloody hole.

He slowly glanced at his blood-drenched shoulder.

Then he looked up, his gaze calmly turning to the front of the stage.

As the breeze blew, a figure struggling to stand swayed slightly. Liu Xinzong’s appearance was pitiful beyond compare, with numerous cracks on the skin of both arms, blood oozing out. At least thirty percent of his bones were broken, his vitality dwindled to the limit, nearly burnt out like an oil lamp at the end of its wick.

He breathed heavily, his chest heaving up and down.

Bai Xiao wore an inexplicable expression, calling out from a distance to Liu Xinzong.

"That last move..."

"What’s it called?"

Liu Xinzong’s eyes, bloodshot, stared at Bai Xiao.

From his mouth he laboriously uttered six words.

"Crane Immortal Fist, White Emperor Seal!"

Afterwards, he thudded to the ground, his body already completely spent.

By the side of the stage.

The black-clad referee, who was constantly watching the match, loudly declared.

"Bai Xiao, wins!"

Instantly, the whole venue erupted. The entire Martial Arts Arena had a huge crowd of spectators standing up at this moment, some waving their fists while others shouted and screamed in shock.

Some even began to chant Bai Xiao’s name in unison.

On the stage, the strong figure that returned to its normal size, however, seemed deaf to all, his face remaining cold and silent. He glanced at Liu Xinzong being lifted off the stage by the He Xian Martial Arts Hall medical staff, his emotions showing a slight fluctuation.

"What a move, White Emperor Seal..."

"The old Grandmaster of He Xian Martial Arts Hall has probably reached the pinnacle of mastery, creating a Secret Martial Boxing Skill that surpasses first-rank!"

Thereafter, he thudded to the ground, his body already completely spent.

By the side of the stage.

The black-clad referee, who was constantly watching the match, loudly declared.

"Bai Xiao, wins!"

Instantly, the whole venue erupted. The entire Martial Arts Arena had a huge crowd of spectators standing up at this moment, some waving their fists while others shouted and screamed in shock.

Some even began to chant Bai Xiao’s name in unison.

On the stage, the strong figure that returned to its normal size, however, seemed deaf to all, his face remaining cold and silent. He glanced at Liu Xinzong being lifted off the stage by the He Xian Martial Arts Hall medical staff, his emotions showing a slight fluctuation.

"What a move, White Emperor Seal..."

"The old Grandmaster of He Xian Martial Arts Hall has probably reached the pinnacle of mastery, creating a Secret Martial Boxing Skill that surpasses first-rank!"