Holy Fist!-Chapter 626 - 313 Beiming Four Extremes

"Tap tap tap..."

In the distance, at the end of the road leading to the apartment.

A tall and slender young man, his back straight as a sword, walked over. He was dressed from head to toe in extremely modest gray clothes, exceptionally loose.

Only the cuffs and ankle areas were tightened.

The young man carried a huge backpack on his right shoulder, almost the size of another person’s suitcase, looking heavy. His steps were loud and firm as he approached.

From the window on the fifth floor, Bai Xiao looked down quietly.

That person seemed to sense something at this moment too.

He looked up, revealing a very young face. His nose was high and straight, his sword-shaped eyebrows slanting towards his temples, his eyes clear and bright, shining like cold stars. Furthermore, it seemed that in the sunlight, the tips of his hair glowed faintly with a transparent silver hue.

Add a touch of metal sharpness.

Bai Xiao squinted his eyes, locking gazes with the other in mid-air.

Inside his body, having already broken through to an advanced level of Fierce Teeth Intent, it spontaneously gathered behind Bai Xiao. The indoor wind surged, with whistling sounds, as if an invisible beast with fierce fangs was eyeing him.

The vicious gaze was like a hidden cold-blooded killer. Frosty, merciless eyes stared down with a fierce and domineering air.

On the road dozens of meters away.

The young man suddenly stopped, his thick, scattered black hair strangely vibrating, even making a sound like metal clashing. Under the golden sunlight, his black hair transformed into semi-transparent silver strands visible to the naked eye. The silver hair was hard, clanking like a bunch of flying swords.

An invisible Sword Intent emanated from the young man’s eyes, straight into the sky.

Both of them were masters of Fist Intent!

As the two were confronting each other.

In the distance, a tall and beautiful figure walked over.

She didn’t look like a participant in a fighting competition at all, more like a high-class socialite at a party. Wearing a custom-made tight-fitting long dress that emphasized her exaggerated S-shaped figure, her rounded thighs wrapped in shiny stockings, stepping on Valentino heels. The crisp tapping of her high heels approached bit by bit.

Her appearance was even more striking, overly gorgeous, almost flamboyant. The exquisite features, black eyeliner overlaying the inner corners of her eyes, eye tails tilted upward, paired with red eyeshadow and golden powder, she looked like a seductive vixen.

She stopped beside the young man, a faint fragrance almost intoxicating.

"What’s going on, darling?"

The woman’s voice was languid, with a hint of allure in the tail. She even took the initiative to hook her arm around the young man’s, leaning in to speak by his ear.

In that instant, the gray-clad young man lost his composure.

The sharp Sword Intent clashing with Bai Xiao instantly retracted back into his body. His originally rigid aura cracked. His face showed a slight mix of anger and embarrassment, pulling his arm back with one hand.

"Qin Su!"

"Who’s your darling? Stay away from me!"

"I warned you last time, don’t get so close to me!"

Next to him, the woman named Qin Su chuckled softly, her shoulders shaking.

"Gu Qing, you know, that’s exactly what I like about you."

"Alright then, come with me into the apartment!"

Her figure was already tall; with heels, she was slightly taller than the young man, almost half a head. Coupled with her mature and flirtatious makeup, the young man appeared youthful in comparison. Pulling Gu Qing along, it looked like a tall car crushing a child.

"..."

By the window on the fifth floor.

Bai Xiao quietly watched the drama unfold, his eyes unchanged.

This young man is extraordinary, and this woman is extraordinary too.

Both are prominent figures in the Southern Secret Martial World; he had some impressions from his earlier research. Mystic Sword Gu Qing and Flower Slave Qin Su achieved very impressive results in the Southern Dark World Fighting Competition.

Looking down, he silently watched them enter the apartment.

At the same time, in the apartment lobby.

The previously playful Qin Su quickly sobered up, her face turning serious. She glanced slightly apprehensively overhead.

"That man is Fierce Fist Bai Xiao."

"Champion of the Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition."

"Such strong oppression..."

Gu Qing was momentarily stunned and frowned slightly: "Really?"

"You dull idiot, only know to compare Fist Intent and Sword Intent, that’s not a full measure of one’s strength!" Qin Su, who usually never acted seriously, had finally shown her rare earnestness: "I’ve been trained in detecting aura with secret techniques since childhood, it’s almost instinctual. Any leakage from the opponent, I can see the full picture. Guess what I saw when I approached just now?"

Gu Qing shook his head woodenly.

"A Dragon Elephant, a huge virtual shadow of a Dragon Elephant encompassing the whole building!" Qin Su said with lingering fear, her eyes still filled with dread.

"Fierce Fist Bai Xiao is no ordinary person!"

"He must be a powerful rival to all who wish to win in the national competition!"

...

From the window on the fifth floor, Bai Xiao had been observing for a long time.

He indeed saw some experts from other Secret Martial Worlds.

He also saw quite a few familiar faces from the Eastern Secret Martial World, especially Breeze of Breath Liu Xinzong and later-arriving Evil Ghost Face. The former had already broken through to the Sect Leader Realm; the latter was on the verge of doing so. If Ghost Mask wished, he could seize the momentum today and charge directly into the Sect Leader Level.

Because after all, it was accumulated strength ready to break free at any moment.

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