Holy Fist!

Chapter 416 World Order, Five Major Powers

For the entire morning, Bai Xiao accelerated the tempering of the ninety-nine energy holes. He could feel his already indestructible solidified aura becoming even more refined and powerful. It was like a piece of celestial black iron that had been reforged and repeatedly hammered, forcing out all impurities. Finally, it transformed into a peerless divine weapon, gleaming with cold light.

Half past eleven.

In the martial arts arena, a figure who had been sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up.

Instantly, from all directions, wisps of white-gold energy, resembling Gengjin sword energy, surged back, like swallows returning to their nests, forming a massive vortex around Bai Xiao. The clouds in the sky seemed about to be torn down.

The rumbling vibrations caused the ground to tremble slightly.

"Hey..."

Bai Xiao opened his eyes, and two streams of hot air slowly blew out of his nostrils.

He felt as if he had swallowed hundreds of cubic meters of liquid metal in that instant, his entire body incredibly heavy, as if a casual wave of his hand could shatter the earth. That was pure spiritual power, requiring no physical strength from Bai Xiao, the weight of his very spirit was enough to achieve it.

And this is the spirit that has been tempered to the limit of perfection.

If the solidified aura that has just entered the Transcendent Realm is merely ordinary rock, then the solidified aura that has been tempered to the limit of the Transcendent Realm is like black iron!
"With the ninety-nine precise apertures, I've significantly shortened the time it takes to temper my spirit. Now, I've already fulfilled one of the two conditions for advancing to the peak. As for the other, perhaps I can achieve it at the Martial Arts Tournament..."

Bai Xiao's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself.

He walked slowly forward, his right foot sinking deep into the ground like a pile driver, as if the earth could not support Bai Xiao's dense aura. But as Bai Xiao continued forward, the pits he created with his footsteps became shallower and shallower, until finally he perfectly controlled his aura, which had grown stronger in a short time, and resumed walking normally.

"Tattoo..."

Bai Xiao turned and left the martial arts arena.

Next, he planned to visit Nanhu Park to see how the sword-sharpening and tea-tasting event, where the Sword Demon had invited all the top experts, was going. Also, on his way back, he might stop by the Tianxia Cleanup Bureau headquarters.

After all, he was the deputy director of the Tianxia Cleanup Bureau appointed by the Martial Arts Association.

Even if he's not the top leader, he can't have never even seen the headquarters.

……

Half past twelve in the afternoon.

Nanhu Park, Donghai City.

This is where many powerful martial arts schools in Donghai City gather.

The Posuo Hidden Knife School, as one of the nine gates of the East, occupies the most tranquil and scenic area of ​​South Lake. The Posuo Hidden Knife School is built at the foot of a low hill. The front gate is no different from that of normal schools, but the backyard is nestled against the mountain and by the water, with bamboo forests providing a sense of leisure.

Those who practice meditation here year-round must have a mind as calm as still water.

Location of the backyard.

To the right of the lush bamboo grove lies the vast South Lake, its surface shimmering under the blazing sun. Between the two lies a flat clearing, dotted with pavilions and buildings exuding a rustic charm. From afar, one can see various tea sets already laid out on a table beneath one of the pavilions.

Several figures, barely visible, sat in their respective seats, raising their glasses and chatting idly.

"Blade Demon, it's been several years, and your blade skills have improved even more. I can sense that you're probably only one step away from breaking through that barrier!"

An elderly man with white hair held a teacup, sipping his tea. He wore a white robe with gold patterns on the cuffs, and his figure and face were thin, making him appear to be at least seventy or eighty years old. However, his eyes were bright and lively, radiating an extremely abundant spirit. Moreover, the old man did not possess the somber and senile air often associated with old age; instead, he seemed like a vibrant source of energy that could rejuvenate others.

The area around the pavilion where he was located.

The weeds are growing quietly, becoming even greener and more lush.

"Although it is only a step away, it is like an insurmountable chasm."

Directly opposite the old man sat a man of extremely robust and imposing stature. He wore a black monk's robe, his chest open, revealing strong, powerful muscles and a crisscrossing network of knife scars. The man was probably in his fifties, yet he still possessed a rugged handsomeness, with sharp eyes and a domineering aura, his medium-length black hair flowing wildly behind him.

It looks like the mane of a taciturn lion.

Despite being a swordsman, he did not carry a sword at his waist.

"They're still much better than us."

"Among those present, you are probably the only one with the best chance of becoming a grandmaster..."

The old man in white shook his head and sighed.

"Humph!"

West side of the pavilion.

A muscular man with a bare upper body and red hair snorted coldly. He had an inverted triangle physique, as imposing as an iron tower, with what appeared to be dark red dragon-shaped markings on his shoulders, or perhaps the marks of flames. His explosive, scorching aura caused the surrounding air to distort slightly.

This person is none other than Yan Long, the leader of one of the Nine Eastern Gates. At the same time, he is also the senior master of Hao Lie, one of the Seven Stars of the East, and the sect master of the Dragon Bone Fist Sect.

"What are your thoughts on this martial arts tournament?"

West side of the pavilion.

A burly man in a gray bodysuit spoke up to ease the tension and change the subject. He had a kind face, a classic square jaw, but his brows exuded a powerful, unwavering aura. His fighting uniform even bore the character for "mountain."

This represents the Mountain Moving Fist.

"It's likely the Martial Arts Association wants to increase the international influence of the martial arts tournament, which is why they've invested so heavily to make this year's event unprecedented. Leaving aside the forbidden secret martial art, the Water and Fire Immortal Robe, which will drive countless people crazy, there are already three spots just for studying the Enlightenment Tea Tree! And then there's the Enlightenment Tea itself—a scarce resource! The Martial Arts Association has definitely spared no expense; this is definitely a great opportunity for us..."

The old man in white, who had just started speaking, pondered for a moment before speaking.

He is not from the Eastern Secret Martial Arts World.

Instead, he was a top-tier lone wolf in the Northern Secret Martial Arts World.

He once had a past relationship with the Demon of the Blade.

After arriving in the east, I stayed at the Posuo Tibetan Knife Museum.

"Ah."

Shan Quan nodded upon hearing this.

That was his plan too. Even if he couldn't get the forbidden secret weapon like the Water and Fire Immortal Robe, he would at least try to get a spot in the Enlightenment Tea Tree.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside.

Everyone turned to look.

Those were several guests whose appearance and demeanor differed slightly from the Tianxia people. Clearly, these were some friends that Dao Mo had made overseas.

The one on the left had dazzling blond hair and walked like an extremely proud and domineering lion. He was extremely tall, even taller than the Blade Demon and Mountain Fist, reaching two meters in height. His strong arms hung slightly at his sides, and one could vaguely sense the indestructible and ferocious sharpness of his claws.

The man on the right was also tall, about 1.9 meters. However, he was rather thin, with a large frame that stretched his blue fighting suit. On his back was an unusually heavy greatsword that looked more like a tombstone than a sword.

Below the hilt of the sword, there is a strange red symbol branded.

"Lion King, you have arrived."

The Demon Blade rose to greet them, leading the two powerful figures from abroad into the pavilion. The leaders of the various top martial arts schools began chatting, getting to know each other.

This blond man is from the United States of Saint Rothschild and is nicknamed the Lion King.

The man carrying the sword comes from the Starshine Federation and is known as the Death Sword.

Besides these, there are two other major powers in the world: the White Eagle Republic and the Acaso United Kingdom. Adding the Tianxia Federation, these constitute the five most powerful nations on the entire planet.

They are the permanent members of the United Nations Security Council, ruling the entire world.

Whether it's their apparent economic and cultural strength, technological prowess, or their extraordinary power in the underworld, these five permanent members of the Security Council are the most powerful.

Among them, the Tianxia Federation and the White Eagle Republic are the most powerful.

These can be referred to as the two constants.

The other three kingdoms were the lower three. In the courtyard, everyone began to enjoy tea and exchange insights on martial arts. The tea provided by the Posuo Hidden Sword Pavilion was all rare and precious tea collected from all over the world. There were even rare Enlightenment Tea leaves offered to the guests. Although they were over twenty years old, it was enough to show the Posuo Hidden Sword Pavilion's generosity and grandeur.

It was getting closer and closer to one o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun rose high in the sky, its rays shining down, making the grass even greener.

Not far from the pavilion, a series of footsteps suddenly approached slowly.

The group of people who were chatting all turned to look. They saw a burly figure wearing a black and gold dragon and elephant fighting uniform walking silently towards them under the blazing sun on a flat patch of grass.

The three top figures from the Eastern Secret Martial World of the Tianxia Federation all looked over with great interest. They had learned of Bai Xiao's feat of killing a top-level sect leader, and the three were quite curious about how Bai Xiao had managed to do it.
Meanwhile, the two top figures from abroad, Lion King and Death Sword, exchanged a strange glance, and then simultaneously looked at Bai Xiao, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

The Lion King narrowed his eyes and spoke in fluent Tianxia language.

"Just a Transcendent Realm cultivator?"

"Wasn't this 'Sharpening Knife and Tasting Tea' gathering only for the leaders of the top martial arts schools?"

He sensed Bai Xiao's aura and slowly stood up.

The Lion King left the pavilion and stepped into the sunlight, watching the white owl approach from a distance. The more he looked, the more certain he became that the other party was merely a master of a Transcendent Realm sect.

"you are late."

He suddenly spoke to Bai Xiao, a strange smile appearing on his face.

"Oh!"

Almost instantly, the Lion King made his move.

Perhaps it was out of curiosity that Bai Xiao, a master of a Transcendent Realm sect, was invited to the Sharpening Knife and Tea Tasting Gathering. Or perhaps it was the Lion King's domineering personality, cultivated in the United States of Saint Luo, that made him disbelieve that Transcendent Realm cultivators were worthy of being ranked alongside them.

In short, he attacked Bai Xiao without any warning.

"Roar!!!"

With a raised right hand, a whirlwind arose. His powerful arm pierced through the air inch by inch, surrounded by golden energy, resembling a gigantic lion's claw mark!

"Oh!"

In an instant, the violent force of the punch stirred up Bai Xiao's black and gold fighting suit, creating ripples and wrinkles like waves on water, and immense pressure descended upon him.

The Lion King's lips curled slightly, because he sensed that his opponent hadn't even had time to react, and that his attack was sure to hit the opponent's chest.

"After all, it's the Transcendent Realm..."

The thought had barely formed in my mind when, in the next second…

"Zheng!!!"

A tremendous metallic clang suddenly rang out, causing the grass in the surrounding area to crack and the sound waves to spread in a crisscross pattern.

Ahead, the gigantic, ferocious lion king's claw marks were sparking.

Yet it still couldn't break through that extremely condensed golden light, an indomitable aura covering it, with five dragons and ten elephants phantoms flashing beneath it.

White Owl was enveloped in golden light, slowly raised his head, and glanced at the Lion King.

A smile appeared on his expressionless face.

"Bang!!!"

He threw a punch, and the muscles in his right arm suddenly swelled up dramatically, as if transforming into a meteorite dragging a fiery light, piercing through the atmosphere.

"Roar!"

"Moo!"

The enormous and ferocious phantoms of dragons and elephants intertwined and swept forward violently.

The blows landed heavily on the lion king's arms, which were crossed over his chest.

"Boom!"

A massive, visible white shockwave swept outwards, flattening the grass in the area and causing the waters of South Lake to surge wildly in the distance.

The power of Bai Xiao's punch was terrifying.

It was like a flash flood, carrying millions of tons of gravel and mud down with it, easily submerging and destroying an entire village.

The Lion King remained expressionless at first, but his face changed when he felt the immense force on his arms. He was then sent flying backward, quickly passing the pavilion and crashing heavily into the waters of South Lake.

With feet firmly planted on the lake surface, a powerful aura gathers and envelops everything.

He stumbled backward several times, like a skipping stone, before finally stopping in the middle of the lake. He slowly lowered his hands and glanced at the bruises on his arms.

He then narrowed his eyes and looked solemnly at the white owl a hundred meters away.

"This kind of physique and strength is simply beyond the reach of those at the Transcendent Realm..."

"His strength is definitely not below the peak!"

A surge of intense fighting spirit rose within the Lion King. His legs, as if springs, slightly compressed, and his body leaned forward. With a deafening bang, a fountain erupted from the water, and a golden-haired figure dashed back at incredible speed.

"call out!"

With a thought, the martial will of a master of a peak martial arts school descended upon him.

Behind the powerful body, in the void, an ancient lion king with a golden mane suddenly stepped into reality, its three terrifying heads roaring towards the sky. Its ferocious fangs spewed dark light, carrying an extremely terrifying power.

on the grass.

That tall figure stood silently like a statue.

It moved at that moment as well.

"call out!"

Bai Xiao shot out at lightning speed, like a missile launching into the sky. His arms swept through the air, and with a flap of his wings, he descended like a Kunpeng soaring through the heavens and earth. In an instant, his wings, which blotted out the sun and covered everything, reached the sky and connected with the earth.

The phantom of the Kunpeng, representing extreme speed and power, tore through space in an instant.

Looking from afar.

It seemed that the two powerful figures were about to clash in the next second.

"Zheng!!!"

Sudden.

The center point where the two are about to collide.

An invisible blade of energy, capable of cleaving the heavens and destroying the earth, descended with overwhelming force, seemingly about to tear the entire land apart. The demonic blade light sliced ​​open a crack hundreds of meters long, instantly preventing the two from colliding.

"despair!"

"despair!"

The Lion King and the White Owl stopped fighting and looked towards the pavilion.

There stood a tall figure dressed in black, his half-length beard and hair dancing wildly in the wind, his right hand clenched in a slashing motion.

It was as if there was an invisible blade there...

Its blade extended for a full mile!
(End of this chapter)