Holy Fist
Chapter 820 - 367 Profession Sublimation, Martial Arts Grandmaster! (6.4k)

Chapter 820: 367 Profession Sublimation, Martial Arts Grandmaster! (6.4k)

"Crack, crack, crack..."

In the ruins.

Two powerful figures were just standing there, and the invisible pressure spread, causing a circle of fine cracks to appear on the ground.

On the left, a golden giant over three meters tall stood majestically, its muscles formidable and imposing. Glazed flames emitted from its body, twisting the air. Its slowly opening pupils were platinum-colored, blazingly bright, like a heavenly god.

On the right, an equally three-meter-tall dark giant, like an iron tower, with a bare upper body seemingly covered in dense black dragon scales, an illusory dragon shadow winding around him. His aura was extremely fierce, his eyes blood-red with wild intensity.

The peak Qi-Blood emanating from both bodies resembled beacon fires, soaring into the sky, scattering the clouds. The platinum and dark qi spread like firelines, bursting wildly across the ground. When they collided, it was like an explosive barrel of gunpowder, generating intense heat from the friction.

Their frantic struggle was accompanied by flashing arcs of lightning.

"Snap, snap, snap..."

Amidst countless fist-sized explosive flashes.

Feeling the uncontrollable, violent energy, Jiao Ze’s arm muscles swelled, slightly twisting, limbs approaching beast-like transformation. Ten years of Qi-Blood accumulation was unleashed in one go, causing a sudden mutation in his muscles and body like a combustive blaze. Using this as a foundation, he further propelled the Eight Heavenly Dragon Style’s Heavenly Dragon Host technique, finding himself completely in his element, like a fish in water, like a tiger with wings.

"Heavenly Dragon Host Map, Dragon Claw Host!"

With an angry roar, Jiao Ze activated the Eight Heavenly Dragon Style’s Mysterious Skill. This Heavenly Dragon Host Map was the sect’s core secret technique, considered a half-step taboo! The Heavenly Dragon Visualization Map, consisting of eight residence sections, corresponded to the eight regions of the human body. If anyone mastered all eight sections to perfection, they could transform their body and courage to become a truly terrifying Heavenly Dragon in battle!

Within the entire Eight Heavenly Dragon Style, only Sect Leader Ao Feng had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Host Map to its final level. Next was Vice Sect Leader Jiao Ze, who had mastered seven sections to perfection. Coupled with his hidden terrifying Qi-Blood and peak Horizontal Training in his youth, this outburst created an immensely exaggerated effect.

Jiao Ze’s arms sinuously bulged, suddenly transforming into a pair of dark dragon claws, their surface covered with hardened scales formed by solid-state courage. He abruptly pressed forward, instantly breaking the deadlock between their struggle. With a whooshing boom, Jiao Ze’s claw-shaped hand swung directly at Bai Xiao’s throat!

Clearly intending to tear his entire jaw off, into pieces.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, a giant golden palm struck down heavily.

Directly colliding with the dark dragon claw, it sent out a ring of white shock waves. The exploding courage resembled bullets shooting to the surface of their powerful bodies, transforming into bursts of fire that vanished faintly in the next second.

"Such powerful Horizontal Training!"

"You’re much stronger than that sword-wielding fool from earlier!"

With a shake of his single hand, Bai Xiao delivered a forceful blow that caused Jiao Ze’s dragon claw to droop down. Then, putting his right foot firmly on the ground, he advanced. His massive golden form rammed into Jiao Ze’s embrace, pressing against his chest!

"Boom!"

This was like a heavy tank rolling over.

Jiao Ze’s face changed, letting out a muffled groan, as his towering, robust three-meter figure was driven askew, flying backward. His legs, stout as cement pilings, gouged two charred tracks into the ground.

His back crashed into and shattered three or four high walls successively.

If it were an ordinary sect leader, they would have turned into a splatter of flesh.

Yet Jiao Ze, skilled in the Heavenly Dragon Host Map, just as the collision occurred, had an array of dragon scale hosts appearing densely across his skin.

Layer upon layer of arched scales formed a heavy armor. The gaps between each scale were filled with vast amounts of courage, minimizing enemy attacks and dampening impact force.

"Boom!"

The stones behind exploded, another high wall collapsed.

"Hah!"

Jiao Ze stomped his foot down, backhanded a palm as the powerful Qi-Blood surged like a flood into his arm; his fist reddened and engorged. With a transformed and swollen strike, he pounded Bai Xiao’s chest, knocking him backward.

"Swoosh!"

"Thud!"

Ten meters away, the giant golden figure hit the ground, creating a deep pit.

But his entire form, like resilient rubber, with a flick of the arm and a rebound of the body, exhibited remarkable flexibility. Just like a tennis ball heavily hitting the ground, rebounding due to elasticity. The golden silhouette did the same, spinning outward, and as his arm sharply swung.

In mid-air, he twirled, resembling a heavy broadsword!

"Clang!"

The hand blade came down, instantly clashing with Jiao Ze’s dark dragon claws, echoing with thunderous roars. The unleashed power was shocking, like lightning striking the earth.

Bai Xiao’s movements didn’t pause, abruptly retracting his fist, followed swiftly by a direct punch. His fist tore through the air immediately, leaving a white streak in mid-air, a scar made by the compacted airflow and dust.

"Swoosh!"

This time, Jiao Ze was a bit slower; his raised arm didn’t directly catch it. The dark dragon claw and the golden fist intercrossed, and with nothing to lose, slammed at full speed towards Bai Xiao’s chest.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two deep rumbles, shaking the air.

"Tap tap tap!"