Holy Fist!-Chapter 643 - 321 and the monster belong to the same era_2

He was actually very strong.

It’s just that Bai Xiao, this freak, forcibly overshadowed his brilliance.

Sharing an era with a monster is a kind of sorrow!

Sure enough.

Jian Feng seriously watched the battles on the Solid Rock Arena with his senior brothers and sisters. Everything progressed as his senior brother had predicted. Hua Nu Qin Su and Liu Xinzong began by continuously testing each other, with their moves escalating in power. The two fought fiercely and moved swiftly on the ground.

Finally, both of them reached their Extreme Realm, unleashing their absolute kills.

Liu Xinzong roared like a dragon, with a crane’s cry vibrating through the heavens, and defeated his opponent with one move!

Hua Nu Qin Su suffered a severe defeat, and Liu Xinzong advanced to the top eight!

"It’s really true!"

"I thought Liu Xinzong was somewhat weak because he didn’t seem to have put in much effort to win the Wind of Breath at the Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition. However, now he has made it into the top eight nationally."

Jian Feng’s gaze flickered as he muttered to himself.

"It’s not Liu Xinzong who’s weak, it’s our senior brother who’s too strong!"

Suddenly, Wei Gang interrupted, commenting in a low voice.

Next, several more exciting battles took place on the Solid Rock Arena. Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, each displayed their skills, and their various techniques were astoundingly powerful.

Aurora Gu Yun, Evil Flame Canghai, Hundred-Split Fist Yu Ming, and Free Heaven Canaan all were overwhelmingly formidable, defeating their opponents with swift and clean moves.

Among them, Hundred-Split Fist Yu Ming frequently looked toward Bai Xiao’s position at the Fierce Bird Sect, seemingly quite interested, with a slight flicker in his eyes.

Who knows what he was thinking.

Time flew by, and it was soon 2 pm in the afternoon.

The final match of the second round of the Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition began.

This time, Bai Xiao rarely narrowed his eyes, concentrating his attention.

On the Solid Rock Arena.

To the left, a figure in a black windbreaker stood firmly. A ferocious ghost face mask covered his face, blocking the sunlight, with deep dark pupils peering out.

It was none other than the Eastern runner-up, Evil Ghost Face!

His opponent.

The champion of the Northern Dark World Fighting Competition, leader of the Beiming Four Extremes.

Candle Sect Wu Ming!

This man wore an ancient red-black battle robe, akin to the regular attire worn by generals in ancient times. The neatly cut robe wrapped around his tall and sturdy frame, brimming with a sense of journey and experience.

He stood quietly on the spot, doing nothing yet naturally became the focal point of the entire Solid Rock Arena, his aura rippling like water waves, enveloped by the solemn presence akin to that of a Grandmaster.

Candle Sect sported long black hair tied into a mid-length ponytail just like ancient people. He wore a circle of black satin cloth over his eyes, exposing only his deep browbones and sharply defined nose, exuding a distant aloofness.

"Ghost Face, let’s see how much you can force out from Candle Sect."

Bai Xiao swept his gaze over the arena, muttering to himself.

He never expected Ghost Face to win the match.

Candle Sect Wu Ming’s strength and hype were indeed overwhelming. Judging by the reactions of the surrounding audience, many had already stood up and were chanting Candle Sect’s name, seemingly awarding him the championship ahead of time.

Especially those in the Northern Secret Martial World.

They practically revered Candle Sect as a deity, their eyes full of admiration.

"Start the match!"

The referee in black declared, commencing the last battle of the day.

Bai Xiao kept his eyes glued to the unfolding fight. Free Heaven Canaan similarly rarely opened his eyes, focusing his gaze on Candle Sect.

Evil Ghost Face was giving it his all.

He, having reached the sect leader realm, consecutively unleashed the first and second layers of Shura Record, alternating Executioner and Beheader moves, furiously ravaging the surrounding arena. However, Candle Sect seemed to reduce complexity to simplicity, effortlessly neutralizing attack after attack.

Both exchanged over a dozen blows.

Ghost Face seemed cornered, as if completely seen through.

On the Solid Rock Arena.

He roared loudly, turning the Netherworld Mask’s power to the maximum, just having broken through to the third layer of Shura Record, the Destroyer descends! A humanoid figure emitting terrifying black smoke, its aura enveloping half the arena like a messenger from Netherworld Hell. Plus, Ghost Face was fully unleashing his Extreme Realm and Shura Transformation.

His peak attack aimed at Candle Sect.

"Buzz!"

"Shu!"

In that instant, the entire world seemed to pause, with a moment of everyone’s memories skipped over. Two beams of black and white aurora swept all around, heaven and earth, directly erasing Ghost Face’s attack!

As everything settled, only a crisp ’ding’ could be heard.

Just like a shattered illusion, Evil Ghost Face suddenly collapsed heavily.

The outcome was clear, Candle Sect won!

"What happened?"

"What was that? Why did Ghost Face suddenly collapse? Wasn’t he just charging toward Candle Sect with a terrifying move?"

"In the blink of an eye, Candle Sect has already won?"

Many spectators were puzzled, exchanging glances.

At the Fierce Bird Sect’s location.

Bai Xiao furrowed his brows, with a serious look in his eyes.

Just now that was...

Two eyes, one closed one opened, one black one white.

"Candle... Dragon?"

...

By 2:30 pm, the second round of the Dark World Fighting Competition had ended.

With the announcement by the event organizers, everyone started to leave.

Bai Xiao was about to stand up.

Suddenly, a charming and beautiful figure approached from the front.

Looking up, it turned out to be Hua Nu Qin Su.

She held a tray of black invitations with gold edges in her slender hands.

A scent wafted over as Hua Nu Qin Su arrived in front of Bai Xiao, and she handed one of the invitations over with both hands: "Fierce Fist Bai Xiao, on behalf of the competitors of the Southern Dark World Fighting Competition, I sincerely invite you to the Genius Banquet..."

Her voice was soft and pleasant.

"Genius Banquet?"

Bai Xiao slightly furrowed his brows.

"Yes, it is hosted by our Southern Dark World Fighting Competition champion, Evil Flame Canghai, inviting all thirty-two national Dark World Fighting Competition participants. It’s an opportunity for geniuses to exchange and expand their networks. After all, experts from various places have gathered together thanks to the national competition. If we don’t seize the chance to make some friends, it would be too regrettable..."

Hua Nu Qin Su explained.

Bai Xiao thought for a moment and then accepted the invitation.

"The time and place are written on the invitation."

"You’re welcome to come, but it’s also okay if you don’t. It’s entirely voluntary for everyone."

After speaking, Hua Nu Qin Su smiled and left.

Bai Xiao watched her leave and then glanced at the exquisitely packaged invitation.

...

At 3 pm, in the apartment complex, Building One, fifth floor.

With a splash, the bathroom door opened.

Bai Xiao, bare-chested, slowly walked out. He didn’t use a towel, but his muscles slightly tensed, causing a surge of heat.

In the few seconds it took to walk from the bathroom to the floor-to-ceiling window.

All the water droplets on Bai Xiao’s body had already transformed into wisps of steam and dissipated.

Wearing a pair of casual shorts, he sat cross-legged, quietly adjusting himself to optimal condition. Until his breathing was even and his mind was clear.

"Shu!"

Bai Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, a cold gleam flashing in his pupils.

He stared intently ahead.

In his vision, the personal panel of the Secret Martial Arts Expert quietly floated.

[Skill: Silver Marrow Technique Third Layer (1/600)]+

The dark red plus sign vaguely appeared, exuding a mysterious aura.

Bai Xiao took a deep breath, focusing all his attention on the point marker.

He silently commanded.

"Dark Red, enhance the Silver Marrow Technique!"

Instantly, an immense power descended, enveloping the entire status bar. Potential points in the Dark Red Modifier plummeted rapidly, continuously decreasing.

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