Chapter 968: Chapter 415: Your Horizontal Training Is One of a Kind! (2)
Under the pavilion.
Everyone was sipping tea while discussing the Martial Arts Competition, occasionally sharing some amusing anecdotes from their own Secret Martial World, making it truly a tea gathering.
As the conversation flowed, those present began to expound on their respective martial arts theories.
They were all peak fighters, and the collision of their thoughts inevitably made their hands itch.
So, some people started sparring directly beside the pavilion to test and verify each other’s ideas through practice. Among them were Bai Xiao and Mountain Fist, both were cross-training masters, each with their own philosophy. If one were to insist, Bai Xiao was more inclined towards offense, while Mountain Fist leaned towards defense, using the unchanging to respond to all changes.
Beside the pavilion, next to South Lake.
Two strong and tall figures stood quietly in the sunlight.
Bai Xiao wore a black and gold combat suit, adorned with a Dragon Elephant pattern, sparkling brightly.
Mountain Fist was clad in a gray tight-fitting outfit, his aura as stable as a mountain, his two powerful arms resembled a solid piece of gray-white marble. He slowly spoke.
"Master Bai, I didn’t expect that in such a short time, you have reached this level. Chen Xiu once mentioned you to me. Initially, he wanted to invite you to join my Moving Mountain Fist, after all, cross-training talents are rare..."
"Now it seems, I have underestimated you."
Across from him, Bai Xiao remained silent, merely clasping his fists slowly.
Mountain Fist’s expression showed a slight shock, realizing he should also clasp his fists.
The posture he had just displayed seemed a bit high, like a senior looking at a junior, with a sense of appreciating talent. But in reality, both were on the same level now, both capable of being invited by the Sword Demon as peak fighters.
Perhaps Bai Xiao’s rise to fame was too brief, even though recently he was rumored to have killed the Golden Armor Saint Fleece, it did not attract excessive attention from many peak faction masters. The Golden Armor Saint Fleece had just reached the peak recently, and various techniques were still immature; if they were to act, they too could have killed him.
Although Bai Xiao is still a Transformation Realm master, fighting beyond his level, this makes him very special. However, his performance in the battle did not surpass those of the peak faction masters. So, most people merely viewed him as an ordinary peak faction master. Unless Bai Xiao showed even more astonishing performance in the future.
"Please!"
Beside the courtyard.
Mountain Fist took a deep breath, and his gray-white shirt was instantly torn apart. His entire body swelled inch by inch, revealing knotted muscles and bulging blue veins, and his heart throbbed powerfully like a wild beast. His surface muscles visibly twitched, gradually taking on the contour of marble. He was like a heavy mountain shrouding his body.
Solid as a mountain, steady as the earth.
"It’s better if you go first."
From the front, Bai Xiao’s voice rang out.
He stood there like an iron tower, his entire body immobile.
The sparring on cross-training between the two was simple, merely exchanging punches with each other. Using one’s spear to attack the other’s shield naturally leads to an easy comparison of pros and cons.
"Alright!"
Mountain Fist was straightforward as well, immediately stomping on the ground with a booming sound, creating a deep pit. He was like a wild elephant, rampaging across the earth, surrounded by a whirlwind. Considering his momentum, Mountain Fist resembled a looming mountain trying to crush the bamboo grove ahead.
"Ding!"
"Roar!"
Almost in an instant.
Bai Xiao stood firmly, golden light shining from his eyes, majestic like a Heavenly God. Streams of terrifying platinum Qi flowed from him, impacting the ground with a rumbling sound. For a moment, it seemed a virtual image of a Heavenly God enveloped Bai Xiao’s body, surrounded by sacred images of five dragons and ten elephants. There was also a Mystic Turtle Thunder Embryo, like an invisible fortress.
"Boom!!"
Mountain Fist’s punch fell.
It was like an imposing mountain crashing into a golden god.
The massive impact swept out, the ground quaked, and stones scattered and flew. The gust of wind blew down a large area of bamboo in the distance.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The mist dissipated, revealing the center of the field.
Bai Xiao still stood firm on the ground, his feet like a pile driver, dragging out a deep trench over a hundred meters long. His chest bore a massive gray-white fist like a shooting star, fiercely stabilized, emanating intense golden-red firelight. In that area, the Glazed Golden Light showed numerous cracks, but in an instant, it was repaired by five dragons and ten elephants.
Mountain Fist could not break through Bai Xiao’s defense.
Two formidable forces continued to annihilate each other, turning into twisted airflow.
"Swoosh!"
Two seconds later.
Mountain Fist ceased his attack, withdrew his fist, and looked at Bai Xiao in astonishment.
"No wonder the Lion King’s claw did not harm you earlier."
"Your cross-training is unparalleled in the world!"
His pupils slightly contracted; peers understand peers best. Mountain Fist sensed the terrifying quality of Bai Xiao’s cross-training, from his perspective, the body before him was like a glazed heavenly god, unbreakable, eternal. The profound Qi-blood was like a beacon fire, and the internal vitality comparable to a primordial beast.
"His internal training is far beyond mine!"
Mountain Fist thought to himself silently.
The only comfort was that
his external training shouldn’t lose to Bai Xiao.
"My turn."
In front, Bai Xiao slowly dissipated his whole body’s glazed golden light.
He looked quietly at Mountain Fist and said.
"Swoosh."
Mountain Fist immediately assumed a defensive stance again, standing like a massive and stable mountain peak, with the range coiling like a divine dragon rooted into the earth. Even missiles could hardly cause any damage.
"Please!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
before his eyes, a virtual streak of golden light appeared before Mountain Fist as if it flashed there. Bai Xiao punched, Kunpeng soared, holding the scorching sun in its mouth!
"Boom!!!"
An extremely terrifying force caused the air to shake and escape, the ground cracked inch by inch, and the surface of South Lake in the distance rippled densely with water waves.
"Bang!"
Mountain Fist’s pupils constricted, and he flew out directly, like a rocket launching instantly. His imposing manner, as majestic as a mountain, was completely gone, the entire peak was uprooted by terrifying force. The giant Kunpeng, wings spread wide to cover the sky, with a back wide enough to carry a mountain, was the maximum expression.
"Whoosh!"
He instantly swept out hundred meters away, unable to resist at all.
Suddenly, the figure of the Sword Demon appeared at the center of South Lake.
The qi of the half-step Grandmaster helped Mountain Fist to buffer continuously, allowing him to stabilize and stop, feet landing on the lake’s surface, causing ripples to ripple.
"What a Dragon Elephant Hall Master!"
"This Martial Arts Tournament, besides the Sword Demon and others, will likely become his stage as well! Those old friends from the East have severely underestimated him..."
Mountain Fist’s chest heaved violently, and his spirit ached slightly.
His Martial Arts Will had just been shattered by Bai Xiao’s brute force!
Mountain Fist had never seen such a situation before.
In the past, only Martial Arts Will could contend with Martial Arts Will. But Bai Xiao defied odds with sheer force, unable to contend only due to insufficient strength.
When strength is sufficient, so-called barriers become non-existent!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
A few seconds later.
Two figures returned from the South Lake back to the pavilion.
Under the pavilion.
The Lion King’s gaze remained on Bai Xiao, eyes increasingly wary. He realized his initial arrogance was indeed a mistake.
Being invited by the Sword Demon, how could a Transformation Realm also be ordinary? Its uniqueness is possibly more problematic than a typical peak!
"Troublesome..."
The Lion King thought this in his mind.
And as he was distracted, Bai Xiao’s voice came from afar.
"I heard that the Holy Lion Fist is one of the twelve top fist techniques of the Holy Luo United States! When trained deep, every move is like a Holy Lion treading amongst beasts, exceptionally domineering, overwhelmingly powerful. Lion King, our exchange just now was too brief, I didn’t even have a chance to experience it before it ended..."
"Now, how about continuing our exchange from earlier?"
From afar, the strong and tall man remained expressionless, yet exuded an extremely malicious intent. The indifference and coldness in his eyes released outward.
Causing the air to warp and deform slightly.
The Lion King took a deep breath, actually, the best option now was to refuse.
But, privately it might be fine, with so many peaks present, he couldn’t show weakness. Moreover, the most crucial aspect of training the Saint Lion Fist is having a Proud Heart like a Lion King, able to look down on everything; only then can the fist technique be trained stronger. If the Lion King retreated, being watched by many peaks would be minor, but the setback in the Proud Heart training of the Saint Lion Fist would be disastrous.
Now, he must have a good fight!
He wanted to see...
When going all out, who will be the final winner?