Holy Fist!-Chapter 637 - 318 Physique first, Strength number one!_2

He stood next to the pit, the moon overhead, casting a massive shadow from his domineering and terrifying body. His fists raised high, about to strike!

If he struck for real, Si Yu’s life would end that night.

"Huff!"

From the eastern corner of the bedroom, a heavy panting sound suddenly emerged.

Si Yu detached himself from the shadow state.

He had just zoned out, seeming to recall those horrifying memories again.

His expression was grim, with a slight pallor.

"Bai Xiao, hehe."

"My mentor will be here soon, I want to see what you’ll do then..."

Si Yu held a black phone in his hand.

The screen lit up slightly, showing a chat interface.

Si Yu’s mentor, Shadow Assassin Cangfeng, the man once hailed as the King of Assassins in the Eastern Secret Martial World, a figure who made countless people shiver with fear at night, had finally returned! The name Cangfeng would be very familiar to those in the Eastern Secret Martial World three years ago. He was undoubtedly the top assassin in the East. Even veteran sect leaders were quite wary of him.

Because, Shadow Assassin Cangfeng had the record of assassinating veteran sect leaders, and more than once! Clearly, his strength was unfathomable, even reaching the level comparable to that of some grand sect leaders. However, three years ago, Shadow Assassin Cangfeng was severely injured for some reason, almost to the point of death.

Later, he barely recovered, but his foundation was severely damaged.

His realm and combat power continuously declined.

He tried various ways but couldn’t make up for the deficit. Finally, after hearing that the Evil Ghost Court had the ability to heal, he actively sought them out.

Si Yu believed.

A small character like Bai Xiao, even if he was the champion of the Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition, so what? Since Si Yu’s mentor decided to act, Bai Xiao definitely had no way out. After all, that was once the East’s King of Assassins. But Bai Xiao was merely the strongest of the younger generation in the East.

The two were incomparable.

...

In room No.4 of the apartment building, on the top floor.

The lights in the bedroom flickered, and white scented candles were arranged on the floor, forming a strange pattern. In the center of the pattern, a voluptuous woman in a plain monk’s robe sat cross-legged, motionless like a statue.

The yellow light from the candles was like rippling water, reflecting on her delicate face.

Out of nowhere, the contrast of light and dark made her appear both holy and demonic.

A solemn and hideous expression was simultaneously present on the woman’s face.

"We must kill Candle Sect and Canaan! He deceived you in Ancient Loulan and took what belonged to us! We have to get it back, only by getting that thing can we re-open the Divine Treasure of Ancient Loulan..."

An extremely eerie and evil voice, from an unknown source, lingered around. That raspy, unnerving voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Yellow Spring.

There was a moment of silence, with no response.

The evil voice continued.

"We must kill him!"

"Or make it more complicated, let me drain him dry, take everything from him! The Buddha Demon Heavenly Heart Technique can do it! As long as, as long as you lift your restrictions on me, I can find him right now... and devour him completely!"

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, a solemn and austere voice, like the tolling of a grand bell, descended.

Another presence with a sacred aura suddenly suppressed it.

"Ah!!!"

The sinister voice let out a wretched howl.

Its once active presence began to fade rapidly.

As it neared silence, the voice roared with extreme unwillingness.

"Canaan!"

"I am you!"

"You are me!"

"You can’t escape, nor can you get rid of me!"

"One day, everything that is yours will belong only to me!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

The deafening laughter abruptly ceased.

Everything returned to silence.

...

August 23rd, clear weather.

Bai Xiao got up from his bed and yanked open the embroidered curtains.

The sky outside was blue, with no clouds in sight, as clear and bright as a mirror. As far as the eye could see, there were rows of building roofs. The tiles reflected a watery golden light under the sun.

He stepped forward quickly, entered the bathroom, and performed some cleaning rituals.

Standing silently in front of the mirror.

A tall, robust figure like an iron tower, with a straight back like a resilient pine tree, broad and powerful shoulders. An aura of domineering aggression faintly emanated, making his entire demeanor quite ferocious and dangerous.

Yet, Bai Xiao himself didn’t seem to notice.

He even flashed what he thought was a friendly smile at the mirror. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards slightly, with a hint of inexplicable cruelty and mockery.

His shoulder muscles flexed slightly.

The blue veins, like tiny black snakes, crawled across his upper body, covering all his strong muscles. They formed a terrifying network that extended to half of his face.

Altogether, the smile looked even scarier now.

Enough to frighten children into crying at night.

"I hope today’s opponent won’t bore me..."

Bai Xiao slightly turned his head, glancing at the azure sky outside the window.

Half an hour later.

Imperial Capital, World Martial Arts Arena, Solid Rock Martial Arts Arena.

The Fierce Bird Sect team appeared. They were all uniformly dressed in high-quality black-gold combat suits, with a menacing raptor about to take flight depicted on their backs, covering a large portion of their shoulders, with claws aligned with sleeves and hands.

The only exception in the Fierce Bird Sect was Bai Xiao.

He was the only one in a deluxe white-gold combat suit, standing out impressively. The fabric subtly hinted at gold and black threads interwoven, with a touch of dark red. The visible domineering aura also contained a hint of bloodlust.

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"He’s here!"

"This year’s Dark World Fighting Competition champion of Horizontal Training!"

"Tsk, he’s one of the hot favorites to win the championship."

Instantly, a group of spectators in the surrounding rest area began to whisper. Clearly, Bai Xiao’s fight yesterday had cemented his championship title in the Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition, proving his strength.

"Here come Dragon Lizard Shi Chen, Free Heaven’s Canaan, Wind of Breath Liu..."

From the entrance of the passage, someone whispered again.

Bai Xiao’s expression didn’t change; he just quietly waited for the competition to start.

Time flew by.

At 9 AM, after the host stepped down, a referee in black seamlessly took to the ring. He pulled out the newly randomized roster from the event team.

Seeing the first line.

The referee was slightly stunned.

Then, a smile for the spectacle appeared on his lips.

"National Dark World Fighting Competition, second round, first match!"

"Number three versus number ten!"

"Fierce Fist Bai Xiao!"

"Dragon Lizard Shi Chen!"

As the voice akin to the tolling of a grand bell faded away.

The vast Martial Arts Arena reverberated with a loud cheer.

Some spectators eager for excitement stood up from their seats, waving their arms. Their faces were full of excitement, wishing Bai Xiao and Shi Chen would start fighting immediately, offering the audience a brutal fight.

"The first day was too boring, just a series of one-sided matches! Finally, today there’s some suspense, starting with a big match, Fierce Fist vs. Dragon Lizard!"

"This year’s Dark World Fighting Competition’s Physique first versus Strength first!"

"Roar, so exaggerated!!!"

"Haha, two championship favorites clashing. Given their fighting styles, they probably won’t stop until they’re both battered and bloodied! What do you think... Who has a bigger chance of winning this match?"

"Fifty-fifty, each has their strengths, hard to say."

"I also think it’s fifty-fifty, but Dragon Lizard Shi Chen might be the aggressor in this fight, mostly taking the initiative. Bai Xiao might be more defensive..."

"Just watch, it’ll be clear as soon as they start fighting!"

The diverse audience whispered to each other, their emotions highly stirred.

They silently watched as two tall, strong figures from different rest areas stood up like iron towers and strode forward.

The powerful, fierce auras clashed intensely on the ring.

One to the left, one to the right, facing off at the peak.

The black-clad referee saw the scene and immediately announced loudly.

"The match begins!"

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