Holy Fist!-Chapter 193 - 109 The Seventh Core Fist Eye (6.2k)_3
Chapter 193: 109 The Seventh Core? Fist Eye! (6.2k)_3
Chapter 193: 109 The Seventh Core? Fist Eye! (6.2k)_3
But, as time passed,
Bai Xiao’s punches gradually became sharper. His timing and precision in capturing angles showed notable improvement compared to before.
His flurry of kicks and punches exerted greater pressure.
Xia Shi perked up, taking it a bit more seriously.
After a period of sparring, Xia Shi realized that Bai Xiao, as he had said, was completely immersed, just like a cold, emotionless robot.
He was silent, his face expressionless.
The only movements were his punches, simple yet pure. In a short time, he threw no less than a thousand punches, varying the angles.
It was as if he was methodically experimenting through trial and error, testing one approach after another.
He would always find an optimal solution.
At a certain moment, Bai Xiao suddenly had a breakthrough, his punch cunning and fierce. Xia Shi was slightly startled and took the moment completely seriously.
She quickly moved to block, intercepting Bai Xiao’s line of attack.
She finally caught it at the very instant she was about to be hit.
After that, the situation changed.
As Bai Xiao threw punch after punch, most were normal, but every hundred punches or so, he would deliver a sharp, cunning blow aimed directly at a vital point, as if his fists had eyes.
And this was a sign that a Fierce Bird Sect Disciple was gradually mastering the Fist Eye Skill.
Every hundred punches was just the beginning.
Only when he could make every punch cunning would he truly master it.
In fact, showing signs of mastering Fist Eye Skill wasn’t remarkable; many official disciples of the Fierce Bird Sect were at this stage. However, Bai Xiao’s progress was alarmingly fast, and what’s more, it came all under the incremental sparring sessions with Xia Shi, who witnessed his growth from green to proficient.
Lastly, when the rehearsal ended,
Bai Xiao was able to deliver a Fist Eye caliber punch every thirty punches. Xia Shi suspected that if Bai Xiao sparred a few more times with her, he could genuinely master the Fist Eye Skill! Such was his talent!
Truly enviable!
At this moment, Xia Shi firmly solidified her earlier thoughts.
Bai Xiao was undoubtedly going to become the seventh core of the Fierce Bird Sect.
Moreover, that time, would not be very long.
In Dojo Number Two,
Xia Shi shook her head, looking directly at Bai Xiao, and said,
“Tomorrow, you prepare to learn the ‘God Descent’ state and ‘Power Absorption Technique’…
“It feels like you’ll master Fist Eye very soon.”
Bai Xiao immediately expressed his gratitude, “Thanks to Senior Sister for practicing with me. Without a proper opponent, I could not have improved so fast.”
He spoke the truth, and Xia Shi indeed played a crucial role.
Just as at the White Bird Martial Arts Hall, where Bai Xiao practiced his boxing by emulating Coach Zhang Hongtao, he had been constantly learning and imitating during his spar with Xia Shi. The more precise and sharp Xia Shi’s Fist Eye Skill became, the more it provided Bai Xiao with a standard demonstration and a useful template.
Without exaggeration, sparring with Xia Shi was at least three to five times more effective than Bai Xiao training alone, saving him a massive amount of time.
…
In Demonstration Arena Number Four,
Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom…
Two muscular men were passionately colliding, their limbs violently shaking.
Boom!
After a round of clashing, they separated.
Wei Gang stopped in his tracks, his gaze deep as he looked at Bai Xiao.
“Why do I feel like your Hard Skill has gotten stronger?”
Bai Xiao stuck to his usual response: “Just a bit of luck in making a breakthrough.”
Wei Gang shrugged his shoulders and with a grand gesture, said generously,
“Come on, today your senior brother will teach you the Copper Statue Technique!”
Half an hour later,
Bai Xiao fully realized the formidable aspect of the Copper Statue Technique as compared to ordinary Hard Skill. It wasn’t just about Horizontal Training; it also incorporated some aspects of Power Technique, which manifested as a rebound. When an enemy’s punch landed on your body, the Copper Statue Technique would automatically execute a quick power counterattack.
With Wei Gang’s explanation, Bai Xiao had a clear outline.
Practicing Copper Statue Technique required coating the body with a special medicinal oil, then having someone or a machine hit the skin and muscles, gradually getting into the state. Once a certain level was reached, one would then use the Gold Mercury Pill to temper the body with medicinal power.
Of course, it was also okay to use the Gold Mercury Pill all along, bypassing the tedious initial training, but this would consume more Gold Mercury Pills.
In this aspect, Wei Gang showed great generosity.
Quite the senior brother persona, he seemed to take very good care of Bai Xiao.
Bai Xiao was very grateful.
He took an adequate amount of Gold Mercury Pills, thanked Wei Gang, and then left the Demonstration Arena.
Wei Gang stood at the doorway, quietly watching Bai Xiao’s retreating figure.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face.
“Senior brother is only trying to help you out…”
“Next, just enjoy a thorough battering from Second Senior Sister.”
…
At two in the afternoon, under a clear sky with white clouds and endless blue,
at the dojo, an open area under the tall trees,
Wu Binghe, not sure what he had been busy with lately, hurried back from outside and stood quietly next to a tree root.
Opposite him was Bai Xiao.
“Your second entrance into the nightmare has already reached a medium difficulty,”
“Bai Xiao, this is not a good sign.”
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“If possible, I hope that in the fearsome nightmares you get pulled into next, you never die…” Wu Binghe said somewhat gravely.
“In fearsome nightmares, death comes with a cost.”
“It’s not like normal nightmares, where you wake up if you die and then it’s over. In fearsome nightmares, once you die, you get a mark. It’s like a broken window effect; die once and it’s likely you’ll die a second time, and it just repeats, getting worse and worse until one day, one moment…”
