Chapter 1002: Chapter 427: Sometimes, Extreme Speed Is More Terrifying Than Extreme Force! (Part 2)
The man answered.
"Even if it startles the snake, the investigation must be done!"
"I have a hunch that the battle at Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall may be related to the disappearance of Dark Star. The timing is too coincidental! Moreover, if it really is connected to Dark Star, why would Dark Star appear at the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall? Heh heh..."
A tall figure let out a cold laugh.
"Ghostly Heaven Mask!"
The skinny man suddenly raised his head, exclaiming in surprise.
...
10:30 in the morning.
Yunshan Valley, the venue for the Martial Arts Competition.
The battles to decide the top sixteen from thirty-two have already been more than halfway through, with many contestants stepping 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 watched many people fight, including Light Eagle and the Holy Knight, but the opponents were too weak, almost defeated after just a few exchanges, which made it difficult to gauge the strength of these first and second-tier powerhouses. Bai Xiao only found one match interesting in the first half of the top thirty-two to top sixteen.
It was within the third-tier.
Sky Dragon Ao Feng faced Demon Bear Simon.
These two were both highly skilled in physical training for close combat, stronger than the Mountain Fist in the Eastern Secret Martial World. Their fight was fierce and powerful, with each punch and kick carrying tremendous force.
The fight lasted for a full twenty minutes.
Sky Dragon Ao Feng was defeated with a punch and lost the match.
"Both of them have multiple first-class Horizontal Training skills layered on. In Demon Bear Simon, I even saw traces of a half-step taboo. However, compared to my Dragon Elephant Scripture, they still fall short. In a fight, I have an overwhelming advantage in Secret Martial Skills..." Bai Xiao’s eyes flickered slightly.
In fact, it’s not just the Secret Martial Skills; Bai Xiao’s four-dimensional attributes are also unrivaled. He is not far from reaching the physique limit below the Grandmaster level.
Battle Square.
A black-clad referee looked around, his Qi rising to his throat.
"Next up, please welcome."
"Number seventeen, White Eagle Republic, Black Sanctuary, Isaac."
"Against..."
"Number eleven, Tianxia Federation, Dragon Elephant Hall Master, Bai Xiao!"
In an instant.
Many people’s expressions in the waiting hall turned strange.
What a coincidence, too coincidental.
The White Saint Hall Roland, defeated by Dragon Elephant Hall Master Bai Xiao yesterday, is now followed by Black Sanctuary Isaac facing Bai Xiao again! It’s hard to tell if it’s luck or intentional.
In the hall.
Sitting elegantly, clad in gorgeous armor with a beautiful and exquisite appearance, Light Eagle Philin’s expression slightly twitched, as if a mask had cracked open a seam. Beneath the holy face, an extreme malicious intent slowly oozed out.
But in a blink of an eye, it seemed to be a hallucination.
Philin maintained a perfect smile, eyes slightly narrowed, with curled white eyelashes nearly translucent in the sunlight, resembling a beautiful sculpture.
"Swish."
Beside him, a figure dressed in sleek black armor stood up, seemingly forged from black iron, Isaac silently advanced towards the battle square.
His steps paused slightly mid-way.
He heard Light Eagle Philin’s voice transmission.
"Isaac, you are stronger than Roland."
"I want you to exchange a few more moves with him, force out his crucial techniques. If the battle goes well, leave him with a memorable impression, preferably injure him! If things become difficult, surrender gracefully. Otherwise, it would severely damage our reputation if my two main generals from Heavenly Country fall easily under one individual, especially in a place like the Martial Arts Competition!"
Philin’s voice was crisp and pleasant, like orchids swaying in the breeze.
Yet, there was a subtle malevolence in his words.
"Understood, my lord!"
Black Sanctuary Isaac responded via voice transmission.
A minute later.
Under the golden sunlight on the battle square.
Two figures, one on the left, one on the right, stood silently opposing each other.
Bai Xiao, seemingly ordinary, wore a black and gold Dragon Elephant Fighting Suit, exuding no aura as if just an ordinary person standing there.
In contrast, Isaac from the Black Sanctuary wore a sleek black armor, not as massive as the White Saint Hall’s, but appearing more sinister and close-fitting, advantageous for close combat. Vaguely, it seemed the armor’s hard seams bore remnants of dark red traces of blood.
On his chest, a complex and luxurious heavenly country relief glinted brightly.
Black and White Sanctuaries, Isaac and Roland, were Philin’s right and left arms. Strength-wise, Isaac surpassed Roland, known in the White Eagle Republic for extreme brutality and cruelty, with a name that could scare children into silence at night.
His appearance matched as well, with a face full of rough flesh. His three-white eyes and a fierce scar on the side extended down to the corner of his mouth, slightly twisted.
"Hiss..."
Isaac slowly exhaled two streams of white vapor from his nostrils, which struck the ground, forming two shallow pits. Before the match even began, his entire being radiated an intense evil and murderous aura, transforming into strands of black and red mist in mid-air, spreading like cotton wadding.
One wonders how many people Isaac had killed during Heavenly Country’s expansion, likely even more than the dozen sects obliterated by White Saint Hall Roland. The overwhelming evil aura enveloped most of the square.
"Was it you who defeated Roland yesterday?"
His voice rumbled, as his eyes fixed on Bai Xiao from afar.
A powerful oppressive force surged like a black and red ocean wave, crashing down, seemingly intending to smash the entire square to pieces.