Holy Fist!-Chapter 124 - : 090 Swallowing Demon Status! (6.3k)_3

Chapter 124: 090 Swallowing Demon Status! (6.3k)_3

One of them suddenly stamped his foot and his entire figure flickered instantly behind Killing Ghost Wang Jia. His arm pierced down, effortlessly penetrating Wang Jia’s back like an iron rod.

A look of horror flashed in Wang Jia’s eyes, and his smile froze.

He suddenly looked down to see a huge hole burst open at the position of his left chest, an arm piercing through, fingers still clutching a beating, resilient heart. Blood dripped down profusely.

“No!!!”

Boom!

The fingers closed, and an immense force erupted, directly crushing the heart!

Trickles of blood exploded, turning into a rain of blood in the air.

Thud!

A body fell heavily to the ground, face turned sideways, showing an expression of disbelief. The pool of blood spread from the hole where the heart had been.

Drip!

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A figure lightly landed, revealing a lean and aged form.

It was Chen Liao.

His right hand hung slightly down, dripping with blood.

Chen Liao glanced at the corpse, slowly lifted his head, and nodded towards Bai Xiao who was fighting bloody and battered with bruises and wounds on his body.

“Enduring through a bitter fight brings rewards…”

“This breakthrough beyond human limits is what you deserve.”

The next second, before Bai Xiao could respond, Chen Liao sharply turned his head.

His profound gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of the gym’s concrete walls, reaching into the dark, mist-filled hall.

There, a figure in a black robe seemed to sense something and instantly looked up.

The pitch-black eyes suddenly looked towards Chen Liao’s position.

Outside the gym, on a battlefield in utter disarray.

Chen Liao and another tall figure stood quietly, side by side.

The man was nearly one hundred ninety centimeters tall with broad, forceful shoulders, an oppressive inverted-triangle shape like a tall iron tower stretched across the ground.

About thirty years old, the man had a fierce kind of handsomeness. His bone structure was extremely aggressive, his features sharp, with a high nose and deep-set eyes, and his temples were edged as sharply as blades. Beneath the messy black hair, a long narrow cross-shaped scar extended from the left brow to the temple.

He wore a black combat suit with a vicious predatory bird emblazoned on it.

Platinum-white all over, with a hint of dark red on the claws.

“This person is…”

“The eldest disciple of White Bird Martial Arts Hall!”

Bai Xiao recognized the man, he matched exactly to the practitioner who appeared in the internal teaching videos of his martial arts hall, given to him by coach Zhang Hongtao and Bai Xiao.

“Wu Binghe, the hunting ground is about to be established,” Chen Liao turned and said to the tall man in black beside him.

“I’m going in.”

“You clean up here, and then come help me…”

The eldest disciple Wu Binghe spoke slowly, his voice was hoarse and deep, like the harshly rubbed sand in a dry desert.

The very next second, he lifted his foot and his whole body swiftly shot out.

In the gym’s exit corridor, a dozen Horror Birds jostling to rush out were smashed and crushed by a sweeping black shadow in an instant, unable to even let out a scream; only the slow drip of blood water from the walls on both sides.

Wu Binghe’s formidable figure quickly disappeared into the corridor’s end.

On the spot, Chen Liao took a deep look at the bodies of the elite class students on the ground. He then looked toward the other two Killing Ghosts who frantically fled away after Wang Jia’s death and took a deep breath.

“Die…”

Chen Liao vanished from the spot and appeared abruptly behind the two Killing Ghosts. His aged and slender hands rose high, like withered branches.

They then gently fell.

Thud!!!

The heads of the two Killing Ghosts were forcefully driven into the ground!

Their skulls were embedded in it, blood oozing out, filling the cracks.

Their bodies stiffened, like upside-down planted leeks. The whole body still standing straight up, raised at a sixty-degree angle.

“You almost managed to succeed, you scum…”

Chen Liao slowly stood up, his figure flickering several times in succession. After a series of firecracker-like crackling noises, the headless bodies of Horror Birds fell to the ground, their limbs still convulsing instinctively.

Not far away, the gym, a wall suddenly split and exploded.

Two fiercely entangled figures, one in pursuit of the other, shot out, and the ornamental trees blocking the way were blasted apart, and a gap was broken through the surrounding wall. Chen Liao’s eyes condensed and he decisively gave chase.

Moments later, outside White Bird Training Base.

More combatants from the Fierce Bird Sect came pouring in.

Bai Xiao and Liu Yang were finally able to rest.

…

Half an hour later, in the medical room of White Bird Training Base.

Bai Xiao sat in a chair, with Liu Yang’s help, his whole body was rubbed with yellow-brown medicinal liquor. His skin was covered in bruises, here a patch, there a patch. Large swathes of black and blue marks crisscrossed, looking terrifying.

But fortunately, they were just bruises, not bloody wounds.

Bai Xiao also had bleeding injuries, but at most they only reached the flesh, not the bones. Killing Ghost Wang Jia, after entering the state of Blood Liberation, fiercely and wildly managed to overpower both Bai Xiao and Liu Yang in fight. If it had been just Bai Xiao against Wang Jia.

Bai Xiao likely would not have been a match for him.

After all, he had just broken through the human limits and hadn’t had the chance to adapt to this strength yet. Moreover, Bai Xiao’s strength lay in taking hits, his Hard Skill was formidable.

In terms of offensive techniques, he still had shortcomings.

Bai Xiao had not yet formally taken a master, nor had he accessed the Fierce Bird Secret Technique.

In the short term, he was going to see a very significant improvement.

In the medical room, on a metallic chair.

Bai Xiao’s chest was wrapped in layers of white bandages, as was his right arm. Enduring the pain, he leaned back, sinking into a state of relaxation.