Using secret techniques to nourish oneself.
Therefore, for the final harvest.
When the Purple Demon Woman meets Yu Feng later, she needs to bring some sincerity.
Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall, open-air fighting arena.
Gao Hong has already been quickly carried away for treatment of his injuries.
On the stage, Bai Xiao slowly turned around and walked down.
Ahead, in the rest area, Chen Xiu and Xia Houping stood up, continuously clapping their hands. Their eyes were full of admiration, along with a surge of envy.
"Bai Xiao, you’re amazing!"
"This peak horizontal training, you’ve even surpassed many high-ranking members of the Eastern Horizontal Training Alliance! Those members, they are all sect leaders or hall masters of major horizontal training schools in the east..." Chen Xiu slightly shook his head, marveling.
"Ah, by the way, has the Eastern Horizontal Training Alliance invited you? I suggest you consider joining, it’s a relatively loose organization, but quite helpful. Occasionally, they organize members to hold horizontal training conferences, where top horizontal trainers from the east exchange insights. They might even bring out their surplus cross-training techniques to trade with others. In such a professional and vertical organization, the cross-training techniques you can find are far more powerful than those sold by cultivation technique companies!"
Chen Xiu thought for a moment, then suggested.
"Is there such a gathering?"
"Thanks for the reminder."
Bai Xiao slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling a bit tempted.
Perhaps once the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall is completely stable, he could give it a try.
Then, he walked towards the distant private passageway.
A group from the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall approached, surrounding Bai Xiao, heading all the way to the backyard. Meanwhile, some remaining staff began organizing the many sect leaders who were there to watch, guiding them to the cafeteria of the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall for lunch.
At noon, twelve o’clock.
Sunlight like molten gold poured down, drifting specks of light filled the air. The sky was washed to a clear blue, with a few wisps of thin clouds like shredded cotton hanging on the horizon line. The asphalt road steamed with a hazy heatwave.
Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall, backyard.
Bai Xiao stood in the medical room, applying a cooling secret medicine on some wounds and bruises. It was a kind of black snake ointment, with a pungent smell, somewhat similar to safflower oil. He sat cross-legged in the room, his qi continuously surging.
Having fought the entire morning, Bai Xiao’s spirit, qi, and mind were indeed quite depleted.
Especially the last battle with Gao Hong, who wore a layer of a turtle shell-like armor; the Demon Clothes horizontal training was quite formidable. His overall strength was even a notch or two stronger than yesterday’s Beichen Sword Kui Zhenghong.
However, he still wasn’t a match for him!
"Let me see how much experience you provided..."
Bai Xiao’s eyes narrowed, a line of black information quickly flashed across the corner of his eye.
[Your Profession "Martial Arts Master", Experience +720!]
His gaze moved down, quickly fixing in place.
[Profession: Martial Arts Master LV.2 (3754/4800)]
"Just a thousand more experience, and I can break through."
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the hot eagerness in his heart. There’s no need to be too impatient; the profession upgrade will happen naturally.
For the next half an hour or so,
Bai Xiao was both recovering his strength and practicing fist techniques, his overall state gradually improving. He did not use the Seven Star Destiny, as it’s a backup hidden energy source. Unless Bai Xiao was about to be seriously injured, he wouldn’t exert the star.
Time ticked by, with the sunlight intensely bright.
At twelve fifty-five.
Just when Bai Xiao thought today would replicate yesterday’s afternoon closure scenario, suddenly a door worshiping letter with a black background and red paint arrived.
In a corner of Bai Xiao’s meditation dojo.
Si Yu emerged like a black specter from the shadow of the corner of the wall.
"Hall Master, someone is here to challenge."
A tall figure sitting cross-legged slightly twitched their eyelids, and asked.
Si Yu opened the door worshiping letter, his pupils slightly shrank.
"Po Suo’s Hidden Blade Pavilion, Law Enforcement Elder, Blood Saber Yu Feng!"
One o’clock in the afternoon.
Martial Arts Arena, open-air fighting arena.
Due to the tight schedule, many damaged structures weren’t repaired, and the stage was full of cracks. But it didn’t matter; everything here would later be fully renovated. Duels at the sect leader level are bound to cause destruction.
The center of the stage.
Bai Xiao wore only black and gold fighting shorts, his upper body completely bare, the exaggerated muscle contours resembled a heavy armor draped all over him. His chest muscles, wide and thick like metal plates, dangerous shark muscles at the ribs interlocked tightly, while the hard-lined abs symmetrically opposed each other.
Sunlight shone on his surface, casting highly distinct light and dark outlines.
"Feels like the Dragon Elephant Hall Master is waiting for a strong rival?"
"Why does he look ready to get serious for real?"
In the audience seats, a sect leader looked at the stage, slightly puzzled, and asked.
"Since they didn’t close in advance at one in the afternoon, it means another expert is here to challenge! The morning fights were so intense, with six sect leaders defeated by Bai Xiao, including powerful Transformation Realm strong person Vice Sect Leader Gao Hong of the Demon Clothes Faction! Knowing all this, and yet someone is still daring to come and challenge the dojo in the afternoon..."
"Could it be another formidable expert!?"
Someone quickly analyzed, coming to a conclusion, exchanging bewildered glances with others.
As the Martial Arts Arena grew increasingly noisy,
From the right passage, a figure dressed in a white robe slowly walked in. His chest was open, uninhibited, revealing a strong but scar-covered bronzed muscle, as keen and fierce as a cheetah. A mane of black hair casually draped over his shoulders, exuding a sharp, wild, and formidable aura.