Holy Fist!

Chapter 429 Sometimes, extreme speed is more terrifying than extreme force!
The sun hangs high in the sky, hidden among the clouds.

The golden rays of sunlight shone down, making the trees on both sides of the Yunshan Valley even more verdant, and the rushing river in the middle shimmered with light.

Next to the battle plaza is a modern waiting hall.

"The martial arts tournament is about to begin, but Divine Eagle Qu Yu still hasn't arrived..."

"It seems that the rumors from this morning might be true!"

Some of the participants in the martial arts tournament exchanged glances, their eyes occasionally glancing at the figure clad in a black and gold dragon and elephant fighting uniform. A hint of apprehension, mixed with a touch of solemnity and surprise, flashed in their pupils.

From last night until this morning, well-informed individuals among the participants and spectators of the martial arts tournament claimed that Divine Eagle Qu Yu died at the hands of Bai Xiao at midnight! A peak sect leader has been murdered!

This wasn't just a casual exchange on the martial arts tournament stage; he was truly killed. Divine Eagle Qu Yu, the most senior peak-level sect leader in the Western Secret Martial Arts world, was extremely experienced. He once dominated the West, his fame unmatched, and he enjoyed considerable prestige throughout the entire Tianxia Federation. Even though, as time passed and Divine Eagle Qu Yu aged, even having to go into seclusion to delay his death, the impact and shock of defeating him far exceeded that of defeating an ordinary peak-level sect leader. Moreover, Divine Eagle Qu Yu wasn't just defeated; he was killed!
"Bai Xiao, the master of the Dragon Elephant Pavilion, is undoubtedly a dangerous figure. It's best to avoid him in the upcoming round of 32, otherwise it will be quite troublesome..."

Someone took a deep breath and narrowed their eyes.

“If Shenying Qu Yu is really killed by him, then Bai Xiao has probably already reached the third tier among the top sect masters, and there is a good chance that he will enter the top eight…” A contestant shook his head, his eyes revealing fear.

The top tier among the pinnacle schools of martial arts.

This refers to those who have reached the pinnacle of their respective martial arts styles, just one or two steps away from becoming grandmasters. Examples include Light Eagle, Blade Demon, and Spirit King.

The second tier.

These are the two: the demon from the United Kingdom of Saint Luo and the paladin from the United Kingdom of Acaso. They possess the strength and qualifications to fight against the top tier, but their foundation is somewhat lacking, and overall they cannot compare to the likes of the Light Eagle Blade Demon.

As for the third tier.

They were highly renowned masters in their respective countries' martial arts circles.

For example, there's Tang Qi, the Soul-Devouring Spear of the Northern Secret Martial World of the Tianxia Federation; Ao Feng, the Heavenly Dragon of the Western Secret Martial World; Simon, the Demon Bear of the White Eagle Republic; Pacif, the Blazing Sky of the Saint Luo United Kingdom; and Camus, the Fist of Dark Light of the Star Radiance Federation. They are the backbone of their respective nations, and some of them will eventually succeed the likes of the Light Eagle Holy Knights, standing at the pinnacle of their respective martial arts schools. Originally, Qu Yu, the Divine Eagle, at his peak, might have been able to squeeze into the third tier. However, his vital energy has severely declined, and he is no longer qualified to be among them; he must be ranked lower.

Among these people, Bai Xiao recognized some familiar names. For example, the Demon Bear School, and the Fist of Dark Light, Camus. He remembered attending a talent gala hosted by the Sinister Flame Ocean during the Dark World Fighting Tournament. He had encountered members of the Demon Bear School there, and it was there that he first heard of the Fist of Dark Light. It was said to be an exceptionally mysterious master-disciple lineage. Both master and disciple would inherit the title and name of the Fist of Dark Light, Camus. Back then, Bai Xiao had heard Camus as the disciple, seemingly a top genius in the world. Now, however, he heard him as the master.

One of the top experts below the Grandmaster level in the Starry Federation.

"If we're going to arrange it, let the Dragon Elephant Hall Master be assigned to them. A clash of titans would be best; if they fight to the death, maybe we'll still have a chance..."

Some familiar contestants whispered among themselves, expressing their anticipation.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was exactly 9:00 AM.

A figure in red suddenly appeared in the battle square.

He surveyed the entire room and then announced loudly.

"The martial arts tournament officially begins!"

"Contestants from both sides enter!"

The resounding sound of bells echoed continuously through the valleys and mountains.

……

at the same time.

On a small cruise ship docked at a coastal pier in Donghai City.

"My lord, Dark Star has lost contact..."

"Besides Dark Star, Youjian and Dungui have also completely lost contact. From noon the day before yesterday until now, about two days have passed, and their whereabouts remain unknown. Sir, could it be that the Martial Arts Association discovered them and decisively took action to capture or kill Dark Star…?"

Inside the cabin, in the darkness.

The thin man reported his work word by word to the tall figure.

"From noon the day before yesterday until this morning, has anything major happened in the eastern part of the Tianxia Federation?" the tall figure asked in a deep voice...

"Sir, yes."

"Last night, a battle at the level of a top-tier martial arts master seemed to have broken out at the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Academy, even resulting in the destruction of the entire academy. The academy was forced to relocate to a new location. However, this battle appeared to be a feud between the academy's master, Bai Xiao, and the Divine Eagle Qu Yu. It was later confirmed that Divine Eagle Qu Yu did indeed appear at the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Academy last night and was killed by Bai Xiao..."

The man raised his head and spoke.

Has a detailed investigation been conducted?

The tall figure asked.

"That area has been sealed off by the combined forces of the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School and the Shangwu Association. We probably can't get in for the time being, and there's a risk of alerting them..."

the man replied.

Even if we alert the enemy, we must investigate!

"I have a feeling that the battle at the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Academy might be related to Dark Star's disappearance. The timing is too coincidental! And if it really is related to Dark Star, why would Dark Star be at the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Academy? Heh..."

A tall figure with a cold laugh.

"Could it be..."

The gaunt man suddenly looked up and exclaimed in surprise.

"The Netherworld Mask!?"

……

Half past ten in the morning.

Yunshan Valley, the venue for the martial arts tournament.

The competition to narrow down the field from 32 to 16 is now more than halfway through. Many contestants have stepped onto the stage to compete against random opponents for a spot in the next round.

For a full hour and a half, Bai Xiao sat in the lounge.

He witnessed many players make their moves, including those from the Light Eagle and the Holy Knight, but their opponents were all too weak, defeated in just a few exchanges. It was impossible to gauge the strength of these top-tier and second-tier powerhouses. Throughout the first half of the round of 32 to 16, Bai Xiao only witnessed one truly interesting match.

That is, within the third tier.

Tianlong Aofeng faced off against Moxiong Simon.

These two were both highly skilled in physical combat, extremely powerful in close combat, and even surpassed the Mountain Fist style of the Eastern Martial Arts World. Their battle was fierce and powerful, with every punch and kick possessing immense force.

It lasted a full twenty minutes.

Tianlong Ao Fengcai lost the match by a single punch.

“They all possess multiple top-tier external martial arts techniques. In Demon Bear Simon, I even see a hint of a near-forbidden level. However, compared to my Dragon Elephant True Scripture, they are far inferior. If we were to fight, I would undoubtedly have an overwhelming advantage in secret martial arts techniques…” Bai Xiao’s eyes flickered slightly.

In fact, not only are his martial arts skills unparalleled, but Bai Xiao's four-dimensional attributes are also unmatched. He is not far from reaching the physical limit below the Grandmaster level.

Battle Square.

The referee in black glanced around, his breath rising to his throat.

"Next, please welcome..."

"Number 17, White Eagle Republic, Black Sanctuary, Isaac."

"Against..."

"Number 11, Tianxia Federation, Dragon Elephant Pavilion Master, Bai Xiao!"

For a while.

Throughout the waiting hall, many people's expressions turned strange.

What a coincidence.

Roland, the White Saint who was the opponent of Black Saint Isaac, was eliminated by White Owl, the master of the Dragon Elephant Hall, yesterday. And now, by sheer coincidence, Black Saint Isaac has run into White Owl again! I really don't know if it's luck or intentional.

in the hall.

The elegantly seated, ornately armored, and exquisitely beautiful Light Eagle Philin's expression trembled slightly, as if a crack had appeared in her mask. Beneath her holy face, an extreme, pitch-black malice slowly seeped out.

But when I looked again in the blink of an eye, it seemed like it was all just my imagination.

Film maintained her perfect smile, her eyes slightly narrowed, her curly white eyelashes almost translucent in the sunlight, like a beautiful sculpture.

"Shh."

Beside him, a figure clad in formidable black armor, resembling dark iron, rose to his feet. Isaac silently walked forward toward the battle arena. But midway, he paused slightly.

He heard the telepathic message from Light Eagle Film.

"Isaac, you are stronger than Roland."

"I want you to exchange a few more blows with him and force out his most important techniques. If things go well, leave a deep impression on him, and ideally, injure him! If all else fails, then surrender gracefully and with dignity. Otherwise, it would be too damaging to the reputation of the Heavenly Kingdom if two of our great generals were to fall so easily at the hands of the same person, especially at the martial arts tournament!"

The film's sound was clear and pleasant, like a delicate orchid or a diabolo.

However, there was a faint hint of malice in his words.

"Understood, sir!"

"Isaac of the Black Temple," Isaac replied telepathically.

One minute later.

Under the golden sunlight, in the battle square.

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, stood silently facing each other.

Bai Xiao was an ordinary-looking man, dressed in a black and gold dragon and elephant fighting suit. He didn't exude any aura and stood there like an ordinary person.

Directly opposite, Isaac of the Black Templar was clad in an extremely sleek black armor set. Unlike the White Templar's massive suit, this one appeared more menacing and form-fitting, suggesting a preference for close combat. Faintly, one could even see traces of dark red blood remaining in the hard seams of the armor.

On the chest, the magnificent and intricate heavenly reliefs gleam.

The Black and White Sanctuary, with Isaac and Roland, can be considered the right-hand men of the Light Eagle Philin. In terms of strength, Isaac is even stronger than Roland. In the White Eagle Republic, he is known for his extreme ferocity and cruelty; his name can stop children from crying at night.

His face was similarly rugged, with a face full of fleshy muscles. He had eyes that slit up to the whites of his eyes, and a fierce scar on the side of his face that stretched to the corner of his mouth, slightly distorted.

"Hey..."

Isaac slowly exhaled two streams of white air from his nostrils, which struck the ground and created two shallow craters. Before the match even began, his extremely powerful aura of killing intent and malevolence had already been released, transforming into wisps of blackish-red air that spread like cotton wool in mid-air.

I wonder how many people Isaac killed during the expansion of the Kingdom of Heaven. Perhaps he was even more ruthless than Roland of the White Sanctuary, who wiped out more than a dozen sects. His palpable aura of menace enveloped most of the plaza.

"So it was you who defeated Roland yesterday?"

His voice boomed, and his eyes were fixed on the white owl.

A powerful sense of oppression, like dark red waves, crashed down, as if to smash the entire square to pieces.

Isaac looked at the still expressionless White Owl and spoke to himself.

"Next, I will avenge Roland!"

Whether this was an attempt to provoke White Owl or something he genuinely meant, it's unclear. In any case, Isaac successfully made White Owl laugh before the match.

in the sun.

The slight smile on Bai Xiao's face was extremely irritating.

Isaac's aura surged, burning with rage. Black and red malevolent energy and killing intent gathered behind him, forming a ferocious iron cavalry more than five meters tall.

The cavalryman was completely encased in black armor, revealing only his bloodshot, crimson eyes. He held his serrated greatsword high, like a guillotine.

It's as if they could sever the enemy's head at any moment!
Just then, the referee in black next to him announced loudly.

"Game start!"

next second.

"call out!"

All the spectators watching from the mountain walls on both sides seemed to hear a sound similar to a fighter jet breaking the sound barrier, and the entire valley shook violently.

"Bang!!!"

On the plaza, Black Templar Isaac was about to unleash a devastating attack in a frenzied charge when he was astonished to find himself uncontrollably launched into the air, hurtling away from the battle plaza at an alarming speed!
"What is this..."

"call out!"

The massive battle plaza shrank at a visible rate.

Isaac of the Black Sanctuary transformed into a black rainbow, cleaving the Cloud Mountain Valley in two, leaving a straight line. The intense wind pressure directly pressed the river on the ground, causing it to cave in and the water to surge violently.

Only the masters of the most powerful sects present could barely see it clearly.

The instant the referee in black announced the start of the match, White Owl launched himself like a rocket, appearing in front of Isaac in an instant and forcefully shoving him away. Only a blurry white shockwave remained on the spot. In the distance, an immortal soared, as if ascending to heaven in broad daylight!

"Empty, empty, empty..."

midair.

Black Templar Isaac was pinned down by White Owl and accelerated wildly. In an instant, he broke the sound barrier, then doubled it, and then tripled it!
The valleys on both sides recede into the distance, stretching towards the horizon.

His entire suit of armor rubbed together, producing golden-red flames that transformed into a ball of fire.

The aura of a peak-level master of a martial arts school surged forth, yet it was utterly unable to stop Bai Xiao's overwhelming power; he was as if he had been completely captured.

Isaac's eyes were fixed on what was ahead.

The figure that suppressed itself moved its lips silently.

The speed of sound can no longer keep up with their speed.

But he still managed to read lips.

Do you know what happens when you crash into a mountain at Mach 6?

"Boom."

"BOOM!!!!!!"

In that instant, the onomatopoeic 'bang' sound perfectly matched the real-life explosion, piercing Isaac's eardrums.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

Two figures, traveling at six times the speed of sound—two thousand meters per second, comparable to the terminal velocity of a hypersonic missile about to strike its target—slammed into the cliff face of Yunshan Mountain. Instantly, the mountain collapsed, sending house-sized boulders flying into the river and creating huge splashes. The mountainside shook violently, and thick cracks spread, covering nearly half of the mountain.

The spectators in the stands on both sides looked utterly horrified, their bodies trembling violently. Some were unlucky enough to nearly fall off the stands into freefall.

"Oh my God!"

"That's outrageous! He's practically a human missile!"

Their eyes widened, their pupils constricted sharply, and their breathing became rapid.

"Rumble..."

The vibrations echoed continuously through the distant valleys.

"Huhuhu..."

A series of strong gusts of wind swept away the mist and pebbles.

A dark pit, a full fifty meters in diameter, was clearly visible on the mountainside. The pit, like a circular tunnel dug by a tunnel boring machine, stretched straight into the mountain, its depths unknown.

"Tattoo..."

At the tunnel entrance, a deep footstep grew closer.

next second.

A tall figure clad in a black and gold dragon and elephant fighting suit was exposed to the sunlight. His right hand hung slightly, dragging a man whose armor was shattered and who was unconscious. Isaac was disheveled, covered in blood, and looked like a dead dog.

Bai Xiao, however, remained expressionless and unharmed.

Like a cold statue, he stood in the tunnel's howling wind.

With a single, explosive move, he instantly killed Isaac.

With a wave of his hand, he stepped into the top 16!
"The Flying Immortal Scripture, what a wonderful Flying Immortal Scripture..."

"Sometimes, extreme speed is more terrifying than extreme force!"

(End of this chapter)