Holy Fist!

Chapter 439 Mid-Peak Stage, Battle Against the Light Eagle! (6k)

The Yellow Court Classic!!!
The Three Flowers Gather at the Top, the Five Qi Converge at the Origin, and with the Dragon-Tiger Golden Elixir, this forbidden existence was finally forged, possessing incredible power of creation. A hint of shock flashed in Bai Xiao's eyes as he slowly exhaled a long breath.

Although the Huangting Jing is an auxiliary secret technique, it has extremely strong effects.

First, restore flesh to bones.

This is the passive effect of the Yellow Court Sutra, which acts on him constantly. It doesn't require active activation, but it can be forcibly suppressed. In the state of flesh and bone restoration, Bai Xiao's physical recovery speed will reach a terrifying level, many times more exaggerated than the so-called immortal killer.

If he is injured in battle, he can quickly recover by automatically consuming a certain amount of his Qi. As long as his Qi is abundant, his repair will continue.

This completely transcends the scope of ordinary recovery techniques. Ordinary recovery techniques, similar to the previous Seven Star Fate Pointing technique, involve gathering a portion of one's essence, energy, and spirit as a reserve before battle. Then, when injured during battle, this reserve is consumed to restore strength. However, Huang Tingjing can directly utilize Bai Xiao's aura to rapidly heal physical injuries.

The pinnacle of the sect's main level possesses a grandeur akin to a mighty river.

It is easy to imagine how powerful the flesh-repairing and bone-healing effects are.

Second, the living dead.

This effect is even more bizarre.

It was a true resurrection!
A practitioner of the Huangting Scripture, if killed, can experience a resurgence of vitality. This is unlike the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top technique, which supposedly grants three lives, meaning recovering to peak condition after surviving severe injuries. If you are killed instantly without being able to react, you are truly dead! However, the forbidden martial art Huangting Scripture operates on a different rule.

Even if you are beaten to death, you will have a chance to start over!

Third, sit quietly in the Yellow Court.

Upon seeing this ability, Bai Xiao finally understood what a forbidden secret weapon of the support type was, and its effect was simply outrageously powerful.

When using the Yellow Court Meditation ability, he can use the ultimate state of other forbidden martial arts twice in a short period of time. In other words, the consumption is halved. That is to say, Bai Xiao can enter the invincible state of the Dragon Elephant True Scripture twice. The Kunpeng Devouring Dragon Technique of the Kunpeng Devouring Dragon Diagram, a dragon-type secret martial art, can be used by Bai Xiao twice. The infinite acceleration state of the Flying Immortal Scripture is directly halved in terms of its terrifying consumption.

"Once I begin the Huangting meditation of the Huangting Sutra."

"The power of all other forbidden martial arts techniques will be multiplied!"

Bai Xiao's eyes flashed, fully understanding the power of his fourth forbidden secret technique. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled a stream of air that meandered like a white python, and the illusory image of the Yellow Court on his body disappeared.

"Although it's a forbidden effect of the support type..."

"But it's more useful than powerful offensive moves!"

White Owl was very satisfied.

He stood up from the pavilion and spent another five minutes familiarizing himself with the new forbidden martial art. Only then did Bai Xiao come to his senses and look towards the center of the emerald green pool.

Lightly touch the ground with your toes.

He gracefully leaped out, assuming a cross-legged sitting posture in mid-air. Just as his body was about to touch the water, a pure white, translucent crystal lotus platform for enlightenment suddenly appeared, supporting Bai Xiao's body.

Suddenly, a feeling of being unrestrained and free arose.

He slowly closed his eyes, gradually adjusting himself to his optimal state. His breathing became even and gentle, his chest rising and falling slightly, and the many distracting thoughts in his mind gradually faded away. With a single gesture, Bai Xiao used his spiritual power to retrieve the enlightenment tea that had been prepared in the distance. The water in the teapot was crystal clear, with a hint of emerald green. The fragrant aroma was invigorating.

"Three ounces of Wudao tea leaves, aged for three years."

"President Ouyang, you've gone to a lot of trouble."

He uttered a sigh, then without hesitation, he took a sharp breath. An invisible force drew the tea from the teapot, transforming it into a trickle of water suspended in mid-air. Like a whale swallowing its prey, Bai Xiao drank the entire emerald green tea in a mere three seconds.

"Buzz!"

Pure Heart activated.

The world, in all directions, resembled an ink painting, the colors fading until only simple outlines remained. Finally, all that remained was a blank canvas.

The sounds of the waterfall and the rustling of leaves faded away.

Three-year-old Wudao tea is purer than eight-year-old tea!
Bai Xiao entered the state in just a moment. His entire upper body felt cool, as if he were being irrigated by a clear spring.

"Om..."

The crystal lotus platform for enlightenment suddenly shone brightly, resonating with it.

The profound insights of numerous masters transformed into a grand rhythm, which turned into wisps of blood-red mist that overflowed, vaguely covering the entire pool.

Even on the shore, streaks of blood-red human figures began practicing martial arts moves, each movement carrying an inexplicable air of mastery. It was like a comic strip, gradually demonstrating numerous insights for people to watch.

If, at this very moment.

A master of a particular school of thought happened to be passing by and watched from afar.

They might even be able to figure out one or two powerful moves!
"Hiss..."

"call out!"

next second.

The crimson smoke, spreading in all directions, formed a massive vortex, like swallows returning to their nests. It was as if a black hole, at the center of the pool, was rapidly devouring the grandmaster's insights.

"Ding!"

"Oh!"

The pool water suddenly burst open, splashing in all directions.

A golden figure shot into the sky, like a missile, and in a short time, it went from the mountainside to the summit of Qunxiang Mountain.

"Crack!"

The white owl floated silently, like a stiff, cold statue.

Within his body, the bottleneck shattered, and his aura surged.

The unknown lies the foundation of a master.

On the robust plant evolved from the platinum seed, four flower buds are beginning to grow rapidly. One is golden and shimmering, with dragon and elephant patterns. Another is a mixture of yin and yang, covered with scales and feathers. A third is ethereal, shrouded in white mist. And the last one seems to bear pavilions, towers, and mystical fairy mountains and islands.

"Roar!"

Bai Xiao's dragon-elephant will has evolved once again, becoming exceptionally domineering.

In the blink of an eye, he had already stepped into the mid-stage of the peak style!
And that's not all.

Bai Xiao's fourth forbidden secret technique, the Yellow Court Scripture, and its forbidden path were seized and refined in an instant. There was no need for him to spend a lot of time and risk being devoured by the backlash, like other masters of peak schools, to usurp the forbidden techniques. The Yellow Court Scripture was originally created by him, and the cause and effect lay with him.

"Buzzing..."

In an instant.

Bai Xiao could sense the feedback from the fourth forbidden martial art finally appearing. His Grandmaster foundation was once again receiving a continuous and abundant boost of vitality, causing it to grow rapidly. The flower bud, which had been tightly closed, began to slowly open, and petals carrying the mysteries of martial arts bloomed inch by inch.

In addition, there's the lingering aftertaste of three-tenths-year-old Wudao tea.

"Hey..."

A stream of hot, white air emanated from his mouth and nose.

Bai Xiao's progress was astounding. Having just entered the mid-stage of the peak-level martial arts style, he was already not far from the late stage, progressing by leaps and bounds. This was the result of accumulating knowledge and experience before unleashing its power. He possessed four forbidden martial arts techniques, possibly making him the first person in history to do so. Seizing four forbidden paths in succession was naturally an immeasurable stroke of good fortune!
That terrifying foundation gave him a significant advantage among peak sect masters. In fact, it wasn't just peak sect masters; it applied to grandmasters as well! Not long ago, Bai Xiao had sought guidance from President Ouyang regarding the grandmaster realm.

President Ouyang's answer was exceptionally concise.

At the Grandmaster level, there is no distinction between realms, only the level of one's foundation.

The stronger and more profound one's foundation, like a vast ocean, the more capable one is of overpowering even those who have just entered the Grandmaster realm, even those who have been at the Grandmaster realm for hundreds of years. The leap from a peak sect leader to a Grandmaster is like the ultimate leap in a martial artist's life. Before reaching the Grandmaster level, the more profound one's foundation and the deeper one's understanding, the more terrifying the power gained at the moment of qualitative change.

It almost determines your combat strength among Grandmasters.

Subsequently, even grandmasters with weak foundations can, over a long period of time, further explore and comprehend the martial arts, becoming stronger and stronger. However, even when they exert all their strength, they can only barely contend with grandmasters with profound foundations.

"The ultimate leap?"

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

He hovered above the summit of Elephant Mountain, slightly turning his head to glance towards the direction of Cloud Mountain Valley. With a thought, he transformed into a white-gold streak, breaking the sound barrier and soaring towards it like a fighter jet.

Taking a car is too slow; flying is much faster.

……

One o'clock in the afternoon, Yunshan Valley.

The competition venue and spectator stands are now open, and many spectators who were resting at the resort filed in and sat down in their seats with expectant looks on their faces.

The morning's competition was divided into two parts.

Bai Xiao left after his match, without watching the subsequent games. However, he guessed that Dao Mo and Guang Ying were most likely to advance to the semifinals. And in the end, the result was exactly the same: Dao Mo and Guang Ying won that debate.

Moreover, it's relatively easy.

Apart from them, the strongest is only the third-tier Chitian.

The other one was even more fortunate, reaching the quarterfinals.

So, everything was exactly as expected.

……

"DaDaDa..."

The waiting hall resembles that of a modern airport.

A figure in a black and gold dragon and elephant fighting suit appeared as if he had weathered countless storms. The fabric clung tightly to his powerful body, outlining his imposing and majestic silhouette. His steps were steady and powerful, each footstep making a dull thud on the marble floor.

Ahead, rows of gleaming silver metal seats were now empty. Most of the dozens of contestants had been eliminated, leaving only four. And in the very front row, three people were sitting.

The far left.

A delicate and beautiful profile, head slightly turned, seaweed-like white curls partially obscuring the eyes. Light Eagle Film glances sideways at White Owl.

The far right.

The Spirit King, now dressed in purple, also turned to look over.

He was very impressed with Bai Xiao.

Only the very middle position.

The Blade Demon's tall, dark figure remained motionless, his eyes tightly shut. He seemed to be in a state of detachment from worldly affairs, where all joys and sorrows, fame and fortune were no longer relevant to him.

This person is close to becoming a grandmaster!
Bai Xiao gave Dao Mo a deep look.

He went straight to the last row and stared blankly ahead.

Light Eagle and Spirit King quickly looked away.

Because, in the battle square.

The host, dressed in red, reappeared.

He glanced around, as if sensing the excitement of the many spectators in the stands. Then, in a booming voice, he announced...

"Martial Arts Tournament, Final Four, Battle Begin!"

The voice fell.

The deafening clamor rose and fell, echoing endlessly. The rumbling noise from all directions nearly shook the entire valley to its core.

"Buzzing..."

The glass in the waiting hall was trembling slightly.

Spectator stand.

In the densely packed seats, many spectators looked down and whispered among themselves, their words revealing an excited and bloodthirsty emotion.

Some people even stood up with red eyes, waving their fists vigorously.

"Even if I die this time, it'll be worth it!"

"After watching the next two games, I'll have something to brag about for the rest of my life!"

In this atmosphere that gradually became more and more frenzied.

At 1:30 PM, the host announced the lineup for the next four matches.

"The first match."

"White Eagle Republic, Kingdom of Heaven, Radiant Eagle Film!"

"Against..."

"Tianxia Federation, Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School, Dragon Elephant White Owl!"

The words fell.

The roar was deafening, the focus of everyone's attention was on them, and everyone's eardrums were trembling.

"Quack, I want to see, I want to see!"

"Sigh, this is a battle between strong individuals; it will inevitably come to a life-or-death struggle!"

"It's a pity it wasn't Blade Demon versus Light Eagle; a fight between those two would have been even more exciting. Although White Owl's strength might not be weaker than theirs, these two are the most famous in the world, and are considered the two most likely to reach the Grandmaster level..."

"I can't wait any longer, bring it up quickly!"

For a time, all sorts of voices rang out, as if demons were dancing wildly.

Everyone's excitement level was instantly boosted to its peak.

……

"Invite both players to enter!"

The host spoke loudly as he quickly left the battle square.

"Tattoo..."

In the waiting hall.

One in black, one in white; one strong, one thin; one masculine, one feminine; two figures slowly approached. They stood on either side of the square, like two classical statues.

Firstly, he possessed a breathtaking beauty, elegant in the sunlight like a celestial being from a palace mural. He was about 1.77 meters tall, with a slender figure like a tempered silver blade, and skin that was pale and translucent like porcelain. His features were exquisitely delicate, with clear blue pupils like a frozen lake, and silver hair that reached his waist.

He wore a white, moon-like armor, with elaborate bas-reliefs of a celestial kingdom carved all over his body.

Firstly, he exudes a powerful and masculine aura, resembling a sculpture created by a classical sculptor to showcase strength and beauty. Standing over 1.9 meters tall, his muscles are sharply defined, as if carved by a knife and axe, bulging and hard like cast steel. Golden veins gleam on his oak-thick arms.

His face was cold and silent, yet his brows exuded an inexplicable domineering aura.

The two, in terms of both appearance and temperament, seemed to be two extremes. Like the yin and yang of the world, they could not reconcile and could only fight each other.

"Whirring whirring……"

In the valley, the wind and waves surged, crashing against the two of them.

This caused the light eagle's long white hair to flutter.

Bai Xiao wore a black and gold fighting suit, the fabric rippling like waves.

"Dragon Elephant White Owl..."

"I originally thought that the only true opponents I could face in this martial arts tournament were the Spirit King and the Blade Demon. Unexpectedly, you've emerged as a dark horse, making it all the way to the semi-finals and even injuring two of my men..."

Light Eagle Film parted his thin lips slightly, his voice clear and crisp, and spoke.

The figure of the white owl was reflected in his clear blue, lake-like pupils.

"I must admit, you are qualified to be my opponent."

Light Eagle slightly raised his right hand, as if summoning something.

In the far distance, a straight rapier with a cold, gleaming crescent-shaped bracer and a pair of overlapping white eagle wings carved on its surface flew towards them at high speed.

"Zhi!"

Guangying gripped the sword hilt and gave it a slight tremor.

Instantly, the sharp silver sword tip trembled rapidly, flashing with light.

"Ding!"

He raised his rapier at an angle, the tip pointing at the white owl.

"However, I will be the one to meet in the semifinals."

"All your efforts can end here!"

"Hehehe..."

At the same time, at the other end of the battle square.

Bai Xiao remained expressionless throughout, like a stiff and cold statue.

Until the moment when Light Eagle Film made its provocation.

A wicked smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Have you forgotten what I told you before?"

The elegant and dignified image of Light Eagle Film, reminiscent of a knight mural, trembled slightly. The pure white mask on his face cracked, revealing a somber expression.

Bai Xiao said something very vulgar earlier.

Now, those words seem to echo in Guangying's ears again.

"Hehehe..."

He laughed in anger, his azure pupils seemingly swirling with a thick, black sludge-like substance, a faint killing intent locking onto Bai Xiao from afar.

Guangying Film, gritting his teeth.

"If it weren't for the martial arts tournament..."

"I really want to kill you right here, White Owl!"

The smile on Bai Xiao's face disappeared, and he calmly answered the question.

"I'm sorry, you can't do that."

In the distance, a sound like muffled thunder echoed throughout the canyon.

"Game start!"

……

"cut!"

Light Eagle Film made its move immediately, with speed as fast as lightning.

The weapon he held in his hand was one he had never used in previous matches. It was the divine weapon, the Sky Eagle Sword, which he would only draw when facing a truly formidable opponent! This weapon, along with the Light Eagle Film, had fought across the White Eagle Republic, and had been stained with the blood of countless people.

It appears pure and refined on the outside, but in reality it exudes a terrifying and malevolent aura.

"Ding!"

With a flick of his silver rapier, the sharp tip tore through the air inch by inch, as if cleaving the entire valley sky in two, bringing a visible gale.

"Hmm!!!"

The fierce sword energy swept across the battle plaza, striking Bai Xiao squarely in the center of his body, slicing from his forehead across his nose and down to his groin without the slightest deviation. Further back, the remaining sword energy glided past, its silvery-white arc striking the hard Yunshan mountainside with a crisp, clear sound.

"Ding!"

There was no explosion, no tremor.

Only a portion of the massive mountain slid down from its smooth cross-section.

"Sky Eagle Sword Qi, Nine-Colored Aurora".

Light Eagle Film slowly sheathed his sword, his gaze fixed on the white owl in the distance.

However, a full five seconds passed.

Nothing happened, and the expected situation did not occur.

"Boom!"

The tall figure in the black and gold combat suit suddenly took a step forward, causing the entire battle plaza to shake violently, and the Yunshan Valley to tremble as if an earthquake had struck. Bai Xiao's body expanded wildly, transforming into a figure radiating intense golden light. From his body, the sounds of overlapping and intertwining dragons and giant elephants roared out, entangled and transforming into a terrifying roar.

Blood boiled, and a dazzling, glass-like flame enveloped the entire arena.

Seven dragons and sixteen elephants!!!
Compared to the initial three dragons and seven elephants, their power has more than doubled!
The defense of the Dragon Elephant True Scripture was naturally enhanced once again, reaching an extremely terrifying level. Even Light Eagle Phil, a top expert below the Grandmaster level, could not break through the defense with a casual sword strike and make White Owl bleed.

"You think you can hurt me with such a weak move?"

"That's simply wishful thinking!"

"Boom!"

A golden figure stomped the ground, transforming into a rapidly flying meteor. He didn't use any techniques or add any power; he simply unleashed the aura of a mid-stage master of a peak martial arts style.

With his terrifying four-dimensional stats, he threw a punch at the Light Eagle!
"call out……"

"Bang!!!"

The moment the blow landed, the earth shook.

Rock fragments flew everywhere from the mountainside, and leaves fell wildly from the trees.

An aura of supreme power swept across the entire Yunshan Valley, crashing down with overwhelming force. A whirlwind of air rushed in, sweeping away all the dust.

"clang!"

Light Eagle Film, parried with a single sword.

In an instant, he thrust out the Sky Eagle Sword, its sharp tip carrying an incomparably sharp sword aura, aiming heavily at the golden fist in front of him.

The terrifying power of the two collided and annihilated each other. Because it was too fierce, it did not form an explosive flame. It was destroyed by the subsequent force as soon as it was born.

"squeak……"

Suddenly.

Light Eagle Film's pupils contracted slightly.

The Skyhawk Sword he pointed to was forged from void material and tempered using a special method. It had been steeped in blood and imbued with spiritual power during countless battles, giving it an incredibly tough and sharp edge. At this moment, however, it was bent at about thirty degrees by a terrifying force.

"Kakaka..."

Light Eagle Film's right arm trembled slightly, and his knuckles turned white.

That immense force transmitted from the other side possessed an overwhelming and abnormal advantage over all the top masters of all martial arts schools below the Grandmaster level.

Any being at the pinnacle who tries to compete with White Owl in terms of the four dimensions is making an utterly fatal mistake. Even Light Eagle Film is no exception!
"idiot!"

"You're not much smarter than your two men."

Bai Xiao raised his hand and threw a punch.

"Oh!"

Light Eagle Film's entire body was blasted away, moving horizontally for more than 100 meters in mid-air before crashing down, leaving two black furrows in its wake.

He stomped his right foot backward, driving it deep into the ground.

He then gripped the sword with both hands, and a terrifying aura flowed into the Sky Eagle Sword.

"In that case, there's no need to test anything."

With a whoosh, a holy and beautiful phantom of a hawk suddenly appeared behind Felin. Its semi-transparent wings spread out and rested on his arms.

"Holy Eagle Demon Sword!"

(End of this chapter)