Holy Fist

Chapter 43: 043 Your strength does not match your arrogance!
 

“You… are also incompetent!”

Chu Ming was now completely confrontational, his piercing phoenix eyes staring directly at Bai Xiao, extremely dominant. He seemed to want Bai Xiao to turn his head away in submission, thereby asserting his status in the elite class.

But, after a few seconds of eye contact.

Chu Ming did not see any cowardice or retreat in Bai Xiao’s eyes. All he saw were pupils as cold and black as the depths of a quiet pond.

Bai Xiao was so calm and composed, without any fluctuations.

On the contrary, Chu Ming, who was aggressive, seemed childish and impulsive, giving off the impression of a small child. This gradually brought out the anger in Chu Ming’s eyes.

He glared fiercely into Bai Xiao’s eyes, “Wanna try?”

“Are you sure?”

Bai Xiao remained expressionless, his voice flat and unvarying.

Chu Ming almost laughed out loud at the other’s calm demeanor, with its patronizing attitude. What did he mean? Did he think I was challenging him from a weaker position? Didn’t you see how I just defeated your friend?

“Enough nonsense!”

A fierce look flashed in Chu Ming’s eyes as he threw a punch directly.

Whoosh!

An arm moved in a blur, swiftly aiming for Bai Xiao’s shoulder.

Thump! A dull sound ensued.

However, it wasn’t the sound of a fist hitting flesh.

The fist that Chu Ming swiftly swung was caught in mid-air by a powerfully sinewy hand. A surge of immense power flicked to the right side, and Bai Xiao’s icy cold face slowly emerged, quietly watching Chu Ming.

“Fancy fighting barehanded?”

“Well… as you wish!”

Bai Xiao, holding Chu Ming’s fist, suddenly exerted force and pulled back sharply.

Pulling Chu Ming almost off balance, his figure unstable. His expression suddenly became intense; a jolt of shock ran through him as he saw a rapidly enlarging knee aimed straight for his face. If it hit, it would definitely cause a bloody nose! Chu Ming wasn’t one for rules, so naturally, Bai Xiao wasn’t either.

Thump!

Chu Ming was quick to react, immediately striking downward with his elbow.

Elbow colliding with knee, he was abruptly forced to step back twice.

Chu Ming furrowed his brows, his right elbow feeling a bit numb. The power in human arms obviously wasn’t as great as that in legs, missing by several magnitudes.

“Damn!”

He cursed under his breath, shaking his arms vigorously a couple of times. He then quickly assumed a Sandboxing stance, facing off against Bai Xiao nearby, his footsteps shifting.

Unexpectedly, the fight had put Chu Ming at a disadvantage from the start.

At that moment, in the corridor leading to the locker room, a figure with thick eyebrows and large eyes stopped. Kang Li had returned; he had intended to go with Bai Xiao to console Zhou Bing, since all three had been challenged by Chu Ming, sharing adversity. But Bai Xiao hadn’t followed to the locker room. Thus, Kang Li returned to the venue to look for Bai Xiao, only to see the scene unfolding before him. Chu Ming and Bai Xiao were already fighting.

It was even a close combat without any protective gear or gloves!

Kang Li quickly pulled out his phone and sent Zhou Bing a message.

“Zhou Bing, come back to the venue fast, Chu Ming and Bai Xiao are fighting!”

Five seconds passed, and the screen flashed.

Zhou Bing: “What!? I’ll be right there!”

In the middle of the venue, on the mat.

Chu Ming adopted one of the most classic Sandboxing positions.

Bai Xiao, too, assumed a skilled Sandboxing stance.

The two faced each other using Sandboxing, left and right.

“Using Sandboxing to fight me? Audacious!”

Chu Ming was a proud man, his pride rooted in the nearly ten years of Sandboxing he had practiced. It was his strongest, most confident skill.

“I’ll crush you!”

Chu Ming attacked fiercely, his right leg propelling him forward as his entire figure sprang out agilely. He resembled a cheetah charging at its prey, wild and relentless.

Ferocious, swift, powerful!

He was up close to Bai Xiao in an instant, throwing a punch straight at him. With a tightly clenched fist and protruding solid knuckles, he didn’t hesitate to aim for the face.

Bai Xiao’s gaze sharpened, and in a flash, he sidestepped left, while pushing back with his right leg and turning inward, twisting his waist in unison. Instantly, he used the Guan Fist that Chu Ming had earlier used against Yu Shuo. Moreover, the right foot pushing off the ground and the horizontal swing of his arm added even more fierce and rigid force than Chu Ming’s earlier efforts.

Bang!

Bai Xiao’s punch landed on Chu Ming’s rapidly dodging shoulder.

The impact forced a grunt from Chu Ming, his face contorted.

Chu Ming faltered again, stumbling a step backward.

But in reality, there were no breaks between rounds. Bai Xiao charged fiercely, his eyes dark and deep as a hawk’s, fixated on Chu Ming’s vulnerabilities. As soon as he spotted an opening, his fist lunged forward like an arrow, striking fiercely!

Whack, whack, whack, whack!

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Bai Xiao displayed extremely high Sandboxing skills.

Chu Ming was suddenly alarmed, realizing that his opponent’s Sandboxing skills were no less than his own! Moreover, Bai Xiao’s punches were incredibly heavy, each blow falling like a large stone, with even more power than Chu Ming’s.

Meanwhile, Kang Li, watching the scenario unfold, appeared confused and despondent, missing the constant notifications popping up on his phone.

In the moment it took to glance at messages, what had he seen?!

Chu Ming was being dominated by Bai Xiao! He was now retreating rapidly, step by step, having been pushed back more than a dozen steps! The collision of their arms and elbows made a dull sound, radiating a true sense of forceful power. Bai Xiao’s usual calm and cold demeanor changed when he fought—it was like a volcanic eruption, fierce and overpowering, every punch and kick crushing Chu Ming until he couldn’t breathe!

“Damn …”

“Bai Xiao … is so awesome!?”

Kang Li muttered to himself as he watched Chu Ming being relentlessly cornered by Bai Xiao.

In the arena.

“You bastard!”

Chu Ming, harboring a surge of anger, fiercely launched two threatening jabs, forcing Bai Xiao back temporarily. Then he swiftly moved trying to disengage from Bai Xiao’s range of combat in a bid to find some respite.

But in his sight, Bai Xiao had already shifted into a boxing stance instantly. His legs moved like springs in different directions, and his arms were raised protecting the sides of his head. His fists clenched tightly, and his sharp gaze pierced through the gaps in his arms, fixated on Chu Ming’s movements.

His eyes flickered, seemingly finding the right moment.

Bai Xiao struck decisively, striding forward and surging several meters in an instant. His shoulders powering through, his arm muscles bulging, he threw a fierce punch directly smashing into Chu Ming’s handsome left face, fist meeting cheek!

Bang!

In the gym, a loud noise resounded abruptly.

Thud!

Chu Ming’s half face numbed, saliva spraying, his mind buzzing.

He lost control instantly, tumbling heavily to the ground.

He rolled once, his mouth numb and a strong taste of blood in his mouth. His eyes, dampened with sweat, numbly stared at the ceiling.

Tap, tap, tap …

The sound of footsteps slowly approached.

Chu Ming tried to struggle, but he couldn’t stand up.

He could only watch as a figure gradually appeared in his view.

It was a sharp-looking young man with black hair, a strong and robust physique, and powerful, thick arms. At the moment, he was looking down at him, his eyelids slightly drooping, half-closed eyes devoid of any mercy.

“I thought maybe you had some trump card you were hiding, or some strength you hadn’t shown. Now it seems, my guess was completely wrong …”

“Your skills don’t live up to your arrogance!”