Holy Fist
Chapter 604: After taking 302 Blood Cores, Fist Intent is sublimated_2

Chapter 604: After taking 302 Blood Cores, Fist Intent is sublimated_2

"Bai Xiao, we’ve arrived."

The driver, dressed in a blue uniform, turned around to remind them.

Suddenly, two people got off the car.

At the entrance of He Xian Martial Arts Hall, three or four people immediate went up to greet them.

Among them, one or two were martial arts disciples, their gazes frequently curious and filled with awe as they sized up Bai Xiao. Yesterday, on the semi-final stage of the Eastern Dark World combat competition, he defeated He Xian Martial Arts Hall’s senior brother Liu Xinzong in one fell swoop! For the disciples who had idolized Liu Xinzong, this was naturally a huge shock. In the eyes of their younger generation, Bai Xiao even had the air of a villainous demon king rather than an up-and-coming dark horse.

This fear was probably related to Bai Xiao’s brutal and bloody combat style, and his elegant yet domineering presence. How else would he get a widely known nickname like Fierce Fist?

Following the guidance of the hosts, Bai Xiao entered He Xian Martial Arts Hall once again.

Devoid of bustling crowds and festive decorations, the place felt exceptionally quiet and leisurely, with a genuinely beautiful environment. The various buildings emanated an ancient charm. The group headed to the dojo at the back of the martial arts hall, walking directly through it.

Bai Xiao looked at the towering building in front of him, a half ancient-style, half modern tower.

The large shadow covered the sun.

Above the two-meter-high doorway, there was a heavy plaque with gold characters on a blue background.

"Scripture Pavilion."

Bai Xiao followed the staff inside and was instantly surrounded by the scent of books and wood. Rows upon rows of shelves neatly displayed various books on Martial Arts cultivation and Human Body’s Secret arts, along with some medical texts.

"You may select anything from this area at your leisure, please do."

A He Xian Martial Arts Hall staff member pointed towards the distance and spoke.

Bai Xiao nodded and quickly walked into the sea of bookshelves.

The rewards from He Xian Martial Arts Hall were slightly lower in prestige and quality compared to the ones from the organizers of the Dark World combat competition. After all, first-rank Secret Martial arts were already difficult for many small and medium-sized factions to obtain. Even He Xian Martial Arts Hall, as a leading power in the Eastern region and wealthy as they were, had to consider their offerings carefully.

Typically, the highest level of Secret Martial Arts that could be circulated in the market or given as rewards did not exceed second rank. That’s what Wuyuan Company said.

So, at He Xian Martial Arts Hall.

Bai Xiao first chose a second-rank movement technique based on his needs.

He had already mastered the "Bomb Step."

And he owned the "Arrow Step" as well.

This time, Bai Xiao picked up a manual called "Nine-winged Cicada Wind."

This Lightweight Body Technique was markedly different from the explosive power of Bomb Step and the linear acceleration of Arrow Step. Nine-winged Cicada Wind was suited for close combat, a quick evasive movement technique perfect for short-range dodging. Upon cultivating this Qinggong to the Great Achievement Realm, the practitioner’s feet could seemingly sprout nine translucent, paper-thin cicada wings. A gentle flutter, and the user would be able to move as if their shadow.

"Among my Four-dimensional Attributes, Speed is the lowest."

"But I have two second-rank Qinggong, neither ’Arrow Step’ nor ’Nine-winged Cicada Wind’ have been enhanced yet; they should bring me quite the surprise..."

Bai Xiao muttered to himself, holding the thin yellow pages of the Secret Manual in his hands.

Afterward, he selected another secret technique suited for himself.

"Momentary Lotus"

This was shockingly a precious Cultivation Technique that could allow one to enter a state of extreme focus in a short time, extending the perception of time. Movements of others would seem to pause briefly, while in reality, your own reaction efficiency would surge.

What needs to be understood is.

This is a technique that greatly strains the body and should not be used lightly.

If cultivated to Great Achievement, the effect is astonishing, as is the backlash.

A regular cultivator could hardly withstand using it even once.

Bai Xiao, however, was quite satisfied with it, as his physique could likely endure it several more times.

Having selected the martial techniques he desired.

Bai Xiao was gradually led to the depths of He Xian Martial Arts Hall, towards a rear gate leaning against the mountain. Fallen leaves hung down like those of an ancient temple, and a path paved with bluestone slabs wound its way up the mountain. Walking through it, shards of Golden Light filtered through the dense forest, sprinkling down like flickering water gleams.

Before long, Bai Xiao arrived at the top of the mountain.

Here, too, there was an ancient-style building reminiscent of a Mountain Villa.

At the edge of the cliff, an open courtyard led straight into the sea of clouds.

In the center of the courtyard stood an ancient and weathered stele.

The stele was thick and tall, about four meters high, and it was not clear what material it was made from. It looked more like carved bone, with faint red lines twining around its surface, giving off an exceptionally mysterious vibe. At the center of the stele, there was a huge Fist Seal engraved by someone unknown, radiating extreme Will.

"Is this the Fist Intent Stele?"

He stepped forward, his gaze flickering slightly.

Bai Xiao took a deep breath, his fists clenched slightly. Instantly, an even more concentrated aura of Fist Intent enveloped his arms, as though an invisible force field covered the surface of his skin, propelling forward with his will.

Aside, the disciples from He Xian Martial Arts Hall cast sidelong glances.

Bai Xiao had actually grasped the Fist Intent!

Although it was only basic, he was already stronger than many others.

...

This was undoubtedly a precious Cultivation Technique that allowed one to enter a state of extreme focus in a short period of time, stretching the perception of time. Others’ movements seemed briefly frozen, but in reality, it was one’s own reaction efficiency that had skyrocketed.

What needed to be known was this.

It was a type of secret technique that was very harmful to the body and should not be used lightly.

If cultivated to the Great Achievement Realm, the effect would be astonishing, as would the backlash.

An ordinary cultivator could hardly withstand it even once.

Bai Xiao, however, was quite satisfied with this; his physique should be able to withstand it a few more times.

After choosing the Cultivation Technique he loved.

Bai Xiao was gradually led to the depths of He Xian Martial Arts Hall, to a rear gate against the mountains. Fallen leaves from the ancient temple-like deep mountains dangled down, and a path paved with bluestone slabs wound its way up the mountain. As he walked, specks of Golden Light penetrated the dense forest canopy, falling down like shimmering ripples of water.

Soon, Bai Xiao arrived at the top of the mountain.

There was also an ancient-style building like a Mountain Villa.

The open yard near the cliff’s edge pointed straight to the sea of clouds.

In the center of the yard stood an old and simple stone stele.

The stele was thick and tall, about four meters, and it was unclear what material it was made of. It looked more like it had been carved from bone, its surface wrapped with patterns that faintly emitted a red glow, appearing exceptionally mysterious. At the center of the stele, a huge Fist Seal, left by someone unknown, was imprinted, exuding extreme will.

"Is this the Fist Intent Stele?"

He stepped forward, his gaze flickering slightly.

Bai Xiao took a deep breath, his fists clenched slightly. Instantly, an even more concentrated aura of Fist Intent enveloped his arms, as though an invisible force field covered the surface of his skin, propelling forward with his will.

Aside, the disciples from He Xian Martial Arts Hall cast sidelong glances.

Bai Xiao had actually grasped the Fist Intent!