Holy Fist!

Chapter 422 Your subordinates are too weak!

On the battle plaza.

Two tall, towering figures stood silently on either side.

Bai Xiao wore a black and gold dragon and elephant fighting suit. The gold patterns on the surface reflected the sunlight slightly, as if the ferocious and domineering dragon and elephant on it had come to life. A faint platinum aura caused the surrounding air to become hazy and distorted.

He raised his head, his gaze calm, and looked at Roland of the White Church opposite him.

This man was also tall and exceptionally robust. His powerful, inverted-triangular physique was clad in a heavy, sturdy set of white armor, making him resemble a human tank. A rather ornate and intricate celestial emblem on the chest of the armor identified him as a member of the Kingdom of Heaven!
The Kingdom of Heaven, under the rule of Light Eagle Philin, has two Holy Temples, Black and White, both top-tier masters of their respective schools. They were once top experts in the White Eagle Republic, but were defeated by Philin and captivated by his personal charisma, thus joining the Kingdom of Heaven. They are also participating in this martial arts tournament.

The lounge, where athletes wait.

All eyes turned to the two people in the battle square.

Especially the eagle Filin, clad in magnificent silver armor, narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Bai Xiao with great interest. Also present was an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a fiery red training suit, whose appearance was unusually aged and sinister.

In the Western Secret Martial World, there is the Sacred Flame Divine Eagle Stream, and the Divine Eagle Qu Yu.

"It was him, he killed two of my disciples..."

The white-haired old man's eyes were cloudy, his vitality waning, yet a fierce and ruthless glint shone through them. He took a deep breath and gazed into the distance.

In the center of the square.

Ronan, his entire body clad in heavy white armor, stared at Bai Xiao opposite him. His grizzled, hard-edged handcuffs clicked as he clenched his fists. Before going on stage, Light Eagle Felin had telepathically told Ronan: "In this battle, you must go all out, and ideally force Bai Xiao to reveal all his tricks."

Even if you lose, you must expose all of the opponent's hidden cards!
However, after taking office, Ronan did not think that way.

He felt he wouldn't lose!

In this battle, only White Owl will be defeated.

"Lord Felin underestimates me..."

"They're overestimating the other side!"

Two streams of scorching white air slowly emanated from Ronan's nostrils, his aura growing increasingly powerful, his entire body's energy and blood flowing as one. He seemed to be forged from a piece of black iron, heavy and massive, resembling a humanoid iron tower.

The surrounding air distorted slightly, and dust particles floated up.

In a daze, it seemed as if a white wave, ten stories high, was crashing towards us, layer upon layer, blotting out the sky and surging towards the earth. The immense pressure could easily capsize ships, tear apart harbors, leaving no escape.

The White Water Flow Method is one of the spiritual secrets practiced by Ronan during his asceticism.

It can put strong psychological pressure on the enemy and give them the initiative.

"Empty, empty, empty..."

Before the match even began, a white torrent surged forth, sweeping across the entire battle plaza and enveloping Bai Xiao, crashing down from all sides. With a deafening roar, the earth seemed to tremble, and the tidal wave exploded.

"Oh!"

Ronan, who wasn't wearing a helmet, had a slight smile on his lips.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Zhi!"

In an instant, the white torrent that covered the entire battle square was split in two by some unknown force, leaving behind black and red smoke in the air.

It seems to be the sword aura left behind by a peerless divine weapon.

"Pap, tap, tap..."

He felt a wetness on the bridge of his nose, and when he raised his hand, his palm caught a drop of crimson blood. Ronan looked bewildered; between his eyebrows, a thin crack, five or six centimeters long, was seeping blood.

He looked up again, his gaze piercing through nearly a hundred meters to the man who was still standing quietly in the distance, expressionless and motionless.

A hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

My heart felt like it skipped a beat.

Ronan's use of a clumsy mental technique against Bai Xiao was somewhat suicidal; the instinctive defensive effect of the Demon Bird Codex alone would be enough to give Bai Xiao a run for his money. Only a master of this art could even attempt such a feat.

Within seconds of the start, Ronan had already suffered a loss he couldn't speak of.

He felt a slight tingling sensation between his eyebrows, and his breathing was heavy and slow.

On both sides of the mountain cliff, many spectators were puzzled, inexplicably seeing blood flowing from Ronan's forehead. Only some contestants in the waiting hall seemed to understand what was going on.

"Ronan was at a disadvantage right from the start?"

"He is one of the Black and White Sanctuaries of the Kingdom of Heaven..."

"The backlash from the failure of mental magic?"

……

Next to the battle plaza.

The host in red took a deep breath and announced loudly.

"Gentlemen, the match begins!!!"

"Oh!"

Ronan of the White Sanctuary acted immediately. He ran his fingers across his forehead, a fierce glint in his eyes. With a stomp of his foot, the muscles in his lower body suddenly bulged and blackened, erupting with ferocious power. His strength was like a breached dam, a raging torrent surging forth, transforming into a cannonball that flew out.

"The Mark of the Templar Knights!"

"force!!!"

Ronan roared, his body expanding several sizes in mid-air. His right arm, covered in pristine white armor, grew even thicker and larger, its dark blue veins resembling twisted steel wires, its muscles like cast iron. On the back of his hand, a ring of white, religious-style thorn patterns lit up.

After the initial probing.

He was undoubtedly much more cautious, and he immediately used a top-tier secret weapon!
The Templar Knight Seal, possessing both "Strength" and "Defense" attributes, is undoubtedly among the top-tier. Normally, Ronan would only use the Templar Knight Seal in the mid-to-late stages of a battle. But now, against Bai Xiao, he used it right from the start!

It's easy to imagine how deep an impression Bai Xiao had left on him!
"Whoosh!"

In mid-air, it was as if a giant white meteor had burst through the atmosphere with tremendous force, its armor sparking with golden-red flames. Almost in the blink of an eye, Ronan's shadow enveloped White Owl, and his iron fist slammed down!

"Bang!!!"

The next second, Ronan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He unleashed a punch, accompanied by a gust of wind and a shockwave, radiating astonishing power. Bai Xiao, however, merely pointed two fingers forward. The fingers were powerfully clenched, veins bulging, and wreathed in platinum-gold energy.

"Ding!!!"

In mid-air, the two collided suddenly, causing a violent explosion.

A visible mushroom cloud of fire rose up, which could have expanded to a size of more than ten meters, but was destroyed in an instant by the huge shock wave.

Debris flew everywhere, and the air twisted.

The center of the impact.

Bai Xiao's powerful body stood like an iron tower, his face expressionless. His left hand was behind his back, while his right hand was slightly raised, with his index and middle fingers joined together and thrusting out.

“Clang, clang, clang…”

In mid-air, a massive iron fist covered in white metallic armor, engulfed in flames, slammed its surface against Bai Xiao's two fingers. The two collided and rubbed violently, producing a crackling sound of straining power, with sparks occasionally flying out, and the terrifying force created a deep crater in the ground.

Directly opposite, Ronan felt a chill run down his spine.

"What kind of physique is this!?"

"Those colossal beasts in the void are nothing special!"

Two fingers blocked one of his powerful punches—it was utterly absurd!

"What are you kidding!?"

He stared intently at Bai Xiao and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Do whatever you want."

Bai Xiao's pupils were deep and dark, his expression unwavering. He had recently absorbed a titled armor, bringing his physique stat to a full 240, and with the added protection of the forbidden martial art, the Dragon Elephant True Scripture, even a peak-level sect master would likely be unable to inflict any real damage on Bai Xiao, no matter how hard they tried.

His body was meteorite iron—no, it was a dense neutron star! "Crack!"

A glint flashed in Bai Xiao's eyes, and he suddenly exerted force with his fingers.

With a deafening crash, his two fingers, like the sharpest weapons in the world, pierced right through Ronan's heavy armor.

And they cut a bloody hole in the back of his hand.

Ronan frowned in pain, his entire body being forcibly forced backward.

"Why would martial artists wear armor when sparring with each other?"

"Is that level of defense even one-tenth as good as physical defense?"

Ahead, Bai Xiao took a step forward.

His entire being seemed like a shimmering celestial being, capable of traversing the vast universe and roaming the world in the blink of an eye. The next second, he appeared before Ronan.

With a flick of his right hand, the air exploded, and space itself seemed to distort.

With his five fingers spread wide, he suddenly pressed down hard on the other person's chest!

The Kunpeng swallows the dragon, its power is boundless.

The Kunpeng Devouring Dragon Diagram's speed conversion mode has three levels. The first level can be used frequently for extended periods, but the conversion rate is relatively small.

The third gear can only be maintained for a short period of time, while the speed is completely converted.

The second category has both advantages and disadvantages.

At this moment, Bai Xiao was only using the first gear.

"Shh!"

A palm, enveloped in white mist and gale, drew a domineering arc in mid-air, carving out a vacuum passage and bringing a tremendous sense of threat.

Ronan's blood surged, and he threw a punch in an attempt to block it.

The moment the fist struck Bai Xiao's palm, all its power was completely absorbed, and it was then forcibly pushed back by an unstoppable torrent. And with even greater speed, it slammed back into Bai Xiao's own chest.

"Boom!!!!"

A terrifying roar shook the world.

Ronan's towering body shot skyward, his white armor, resembling that of a heavy tank, shattering into fragments. Amidst the scattering debris, he soared through the air like a cannonball.

"My White Sanctuary Armor was shattered by a single punch..."

In mid-air, Ronan had only one thought in his mind.

In fact, Ronan wasn't wearing ordinary armor, but rather a replica of a secret weapon created by the Light Eagle Philin through research into ancient martial arts styles. Like the North Star Sword of the North Star Cross Sword, it possessed supernatural powers. His White Sanctuary Armor could reduce the impact of an enemy's attack by 30%, proving extremely effective. However, Ronan hadn't felt the armor working at all just now.

Did it exceed its limit at the moment of impact and burst?
"Boom!"

He slammed his weapon into the battle square, creating a deep crater.

He coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly stood up.

"That was an overwhelming force..."

"From now on, all I can do is give it my all!"

Ronan fully understood the situation and unleashed all his power. Several crisp cracking sounds echoed from his body as his fingers rapidly tapped his joints, causing his body to swell and grow to approximately three meters tall in the blink of an eye. Ronan's skin was a deep, almost black, and his already powerful muscles became exaggeratedly muscular, resembling heavy armor.

"Bright Light Mystic Armor Technique!"

Top-tier external martial arts training, incomparably powerful.

Once, when Ronan was the master of a sect at the Transcendent Realm, he was besieged by three experts of the same level. Relying on his Bright Light Profound Armor Technique, he withstood all the attacks and remained undefeated. Even without the White Saint Hall Armor, his defense remained astonishing. Even Lord Light Eagle Philin couldn't break Ronan's defense with a casual move. He wanted to test Bai Xiao's physical training with his own!

"Come!"

"Master of the Dragon Elephant Pavilion!"

"Let me give you a good test!"

Ronan charged forward, heading straight for the figure approaching from afar. In an instant, he was beside Bai Xiao, his fists and feet crackling with energy, radiating a violent aura as he swiftly struck down, leaving white streaks in the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

From the stands, one could clearly see two figures clashing violently in the battle arena. Each punch and kick produced a deafening explosion, causing the valley to tremble.

Pebbles flew everywhere, and the air currents swirled wildly.

If someone with even sharper eyesight could spot it.

In the battle area, the two figures were in completely different states.

Bai Xiao walked slowly, straight ahead, occasionally raising his arms and fists to send the figures surrounding him flying. Ronan, on the other hand, seemed to be on the offensive, moving at lightning speed around every corner of Bai Xiao's surroundings, his punches and kicks creating sonic booms, but most of them were blocked.

Even if it hits the white owl, it's like hitting a block of iron.

There was no feedback.

In a short period of time, Ronan has already made over a hundred moves.

"It has no effect..."

As he fought Bai Xiao, his heart sank deeper and deeper.

"I can only rely on my martial will!"

"If this still doesn't force them to reveal their true intentions, then I..."

Ronan's pupils suddenly narrowed, his aura erupting like a volcano. He made up his mind, and a surge of energy erupted from every pore of his body, causing the surrounding winds to howl and whistle. An unbreakable martial will, as strong as steel, descended from the sky like a white suit of heavy armor. Enveloped in this steely will, Ronan threw a punch!
At the same time, the white, giant-like figure in heavy armor threw a punch at the ground. The enormous fist imprint almost covered half of the battle plaza.

"kill!"

In front of.

Bai Xiao strolled leisurely, seemingly unaware of any pressure whatsoever.

He raised his head, meeting the gaze of the enormous white armor in the sky. His arm slowly rose, forming a fist seal. A thunderous roar erupted as demonic flames raged violently, and an incredibly terrifying flow of platinum energy behind Bai Xiao formed an ancient, primordial scene of a Kunpeng devouring a dragon. The Kunpeng, carrying the sun in its beak, spread its wings and covered the clouds!

In an instant, the power shifted to three levels, like the roar of a mythical beast!
"Boom!!!"

In the sky, the enormous white armor, resembling a giant, was crushed into countless fragments by the phantom of the Kunpeng. Beneath the armor's shadow, Ronan was sent flying at breakneck speed, both arms broken instantly, deep, bloody wounds appearing on his body. He crashed into the river with a thud.

The water sprayed high into the air like a fountain, reaching a height of tens of meters.

A faint crimson mist could be seen.

Battle Square.

Bai Xiao slowly withdrew his fist, remaining completely calm.

In his view, Ronan of the White Temple was not as strong as Cavill the Lion.

It's only natural that the compaction was completed!

"Number 11, White Owl, wins!!!"

Just as everyone was stunned into silence, a referee in black at a distance immediately announced. His booming voice echoed through the valley.

In an instant, the stands erupted in cheers and murmurs.

Bai Xiao silently turned around.

His gaze swept across half the square, piercing through the transparent glass, and met the eyes of an elegant figure in white armor in the waiting hall.

Guangying Film, with a mysterious smile on his lips, was exquisitely perfect.

Only when a cruel, upward curve gradually appeared on Bai Xiao's face did Fei Lin's smile slowly disappear, and her mask seemed to be removed.

He saw Bai Xiao's lips move, silently uttering a few words across the distance.

"Your men are too weak."

(End of this chapter)