Holy Fist!-Chapter 633 - 316 The younger generation, Physique reigns supreme!_2

Chapter 633: 316 The younger generation, Physique reigns supreme!_2

A dense cluster of golden-red sparks exploded, flickering and leaping.

"Bai Xiao..."

"Now you and I are at the same realm, it’s very fair."

"Now, let me prove it!"

"If it were in another Secret Martial World, I would have the strength to win the championship!"

His voice rumbled as he raised his hands, spreading his strong arms. Amid the countless drifting sand, two spinning Lan Sand torrents formed, winding around his hands like pythons, comparable to giant grinders.

"Lan Sand Fist!"

"Sand Python Shattering Sky!"

Xia Hao shouted fiercely, stepping lightly forward, his entire body violently hurtling out. His hands tore two trails in the air.

"Boom!!!"

A move of Sand Python Shattering Sky roared out, two entwined massive sand pythons accelerating in opposite directions, striking Bai Xiao’s body.

The ground shook fiercely, airflow reversed, and sand shattered.

"Clang!!!"

An ancient bell rang out from unknown origins, like a great bell, flooding the entire arena. A sudden burst of golden light erupted, expanding rapidly in the dense sand. With a loud bang, the sand exploded and swept away.

Xia Hao, maintaining the punching pose, pupils contracted sharply. His strike, capable of shattering a person into blood mist instantly, was blocked by a dense, round bell. The sand python, as furious as a dragon, crashed into it, but the pressure and repulsion became more terrifying the further it went.

Finally, not far from Bai Xiao, the force exhausted, it shattered against the recoil. The faintly golden-light-emitting Mixed Element Bell restored itself within a few breaths, forming a flawless defense.

Inside the ancient bell, the sturdy human figure remained in his initial stance upon entering the ring. Hands slid into his pockets at a slanted angle, head slightly lowered, his cold eyes quietly watching Xia Hao’s every move, as if observing a monkey’s performance.

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Lan Sand Fist Xia Hao lowly roared, completely enraged by Bai Xiao.

Enormous Qi-Blood surged within his body, moving beneath his skin, bringing searing heat. Xia Hao’s stature suddenly rose, reaching around two meters, his arms like marble pillars, veins nearly bursting.

"Dragon Twister Fury!"

He raised his hands and stomped his feet. His arms roared, resembling two blue-black pythons with fearsome fangs. In the next second, wild winds and sand reversed direction, forming a conical tornado, resembling a high-speed drill, before his fists.

With this move, Xia Hao had once defeated another Extreme Realm opponent in the semifinals of the Western Dark World Fighting Competition, showcasing immense power!

"Break for me!!!"

Veins bulging on his forehead, he roared loudly.

The fierce tornado descended, striking Bai Xiao’s body harshly.

Like a rampaging metal stream, destroying everything.

With a crisp sound!

The entire ancient bell instantly shattered, turning into countless fragments.

Xia Hao’s face lit up with joy, bursting into laughter, following the tornado, his body catapulting forward like a cannonball. His fists, straight and hard like javelins, swung fiercely, their trajectory aggressive.

"Boom!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Three successive loud blasts erupted, airflow howled, and wild winds vanished.

"No, you!!!"

Xia Hao’s pupils shrank sharply, focusing ahead.

A formidable hot stream, emitting white steam, suddenly surged, like an ocean tanker entering port. Bai Xiao took a deep breath, his physique rapidly expanding, height soaring. In just a few blinks, he transformed from a robust man into a colossal giant with bulging muscles. Golden bones enveloped him.

"What’s the matter?"

Lowering his head slightly, Bai Xiao looked down at Xia Hao, two snake-like streams of hot breath puffing from his nostrils. His rumbling voice echoed.

"Go on."

"Look, you’ve almost broken through my outermost defense, the Zen Sound Qi Bell. Even my Jade Bone Skill was forced out by you. You’re just a bit away, just a little bit, from breaking my defenses, making me bleed..."

His voice was low, expressionless.

It was impossible to tell if he spoke truth or lies.

Yet his veined hands remained slanted in his pockets.

"Ah!!!!"

Blood veins filled Xia Hao’s eyes instantly, temples bulging, pulsing with his heartbeat. He assumed an extremely aggressive combat stance, one foot firmly pressed backward, the other aggressively stomping forward, leaning forward, body slightly bowed like a bow gathering strength, exaggerating his power.

"Thud!"

He stomped.

At that moment, Xia Hao unleashed his full strength without reservation, his body’s fiery force, like volcanic lava, flushed into his fists, bursting several veins from the intense pressure. His claw extended, five fingers grasping, clutching dragon and phoenix.

"Sandstorm Fury, Burial Sky Strike!"

As he launched his attack, the sandstorm Extreme Realm covering the large arena eerily condensed and gathered, forming four immense handprints. They thrust from Bai Xiao’s front, rear, left, and right, crushing the ground like tanks.

One merged with Xia Hao himself, forming one entity.

"Bang!"

"Boom Boom Boom Boom!"

In the arena center, like missile explosions, wind and clouds changed color. The air seemed to solidify, creating visible heavy ripples. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Fierce sweeping airflows struck the ground heavily.

Causing the surrounding spectators to feel vibrations beneath their feet.

"Xia Hao’s third move, he immediately used his final Absolute Kill!?"

"The pressure from his opponent was overwhelming!"

A former opponent of Xia Hao from the Western Secret Martial World said with a heavy gaze.

"Who won?"

Many spectators wondered, moving about curiously.

But those with true insight had already turned away, focusing on their own matters. The outcome of the match had long been decided.

In the center of the giant arena amid wind and sand.

Lan Sand Fist Xia Hao’s previously fierce figure was heavily suppressed on the ground, his power utterly crushed. His eyes lost their luster, blood trickling from his lips, all his initial confidence gone.

"How could this be?"

"How did this happen!?"

Xia Hao murmured, seeming like his confidence had been shattered. His peak move, Sandstorm Fury, with four great handprints, had all struck Bai Xiao. Yet within the explosion, there seemed to be a roaring Dragon Elephant, shaking the heavens. The handprints from behind and both sides immediately shattered into fragments. Facing Xia Hao head-on, a glazed-like fist met him.

The incredible power of the ultimate move, coupled with the peak spirit, qi and mind.

Was countered by his opponent, rushing straight forward and striking head-on!

The gap is too vast...

In the arena center, he fell to the ground, struggling to look up at a towering figure. Majestic and strong like a mountain, veiled in golden light, a vast and indistinct Dragon Elephant shadow suppressed the surrounding air, seemingly able to crush everything.

"Just a little bit?"

"You said I was just a little bit away from breaking your defense!?"

Lan Sand Fist Xia Hao, eyes wide with anger and humiliation, said.

"I deceived you."

"After you broke the Zen Sound Qi Bell, there’s still the Jade Bone Skill. After the Jade Bone Skill, the Dragon Python Transformation. After the Dragon Python Transformation, there’s the Glazed Extreme Realm. When I said you were close, I meant you were nearly breaking my Jade Bone Skill." Bai Xiao’s giant figure slowly raised his hand, two thick fingers emitting golden light, pinching together with a small gap.

The gap seemed small but contained the universe.

His words drowned Xia Hao in despair.

A despair even more intense than what Canaan from Free Heaven had inflicted upon him, shaking him to the core, eliminating his will to compete.

"..."

Lan Sand Fist Xia Hao lay silently on the ground, motionless.

Until he heard Bai Xiao’s footsteps leaving, he raised his head and spoke.

"Today, I have gained insight."

"Earlier, you almost took three of my Absolute Kill moves head-on!"

"Even in the national Dark World Fighting Competition, few could achieve that. Among the younger generation of the Tianxia Federation, your physique..."

"Can reign!"

As his words fell.

The referee in black announced loudly like a great bell.

"Number three, Bai Xiao wins!"

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