Holy Fist!-Chapter 179 - 104 Experience points incoming Whos finished now_2

Chapter 179: 104 Experience points incoming! Who’s finished now?_2

Chapter 179: 104 Experience points incoming! Who’s finished now?_2

Bai Xiao: “So it’s rare, but that means… it has happened before?”

Wei Gang waved his hands and said vaguely, “Ah, just occasionally!”

Then he quickly changed the topic, “Actually, there are benefits to practicing with Second Senior Sister, too. Most hard skills have a process of breaking and then rebuilding, usually achieved with medication. And, in fact, Second Senior Sister’s Thorny Power can have a similar effect, just a bit more violent and swift. Let me be honest with you, Bai Xiao.”

“My Copper Statue Technique achieved the Great Achievement Realm because Senior Sister Xia helped me. That palm strike of hers, tsk tsk, had me bedridden for an entire day…”

“But, it also helped me break through to the Great Achievement Realm of the Copper Statue Technique!”

“It was a painful joy.”

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A nostalgic expression appeared on Wei Gang’s face.

Did Bai Xiao sense a bizarre hint of masochism in him?

“Why don’t you continue then, Senior Brother?” Bai Xiao asked.

Wei Gang coughed twice and explained, “Well, isn’t it because my hard skills are all nearly at the Great Achievement level now? Beating me up further wouldn’t yield much improvement at this point. I’d rather focus my effort on studying combat patterns and breaking through the Martial Fighter Realm. So, that’s why I was thinking…”

He raised his eyebrows at Bai Xiao, the implication clear.

“Don’t worry.”

“Senior Sister Xia is really gentle, people usually don’t die…”

Wei Gang reassured Bai Xiao.

…

Ten minutes later.

Bai Xiao experienced the “gentleness” of Senior Sister Xia!

A palm strike, and thorns sprouted!

A punch, and molten steel bubbled!

A kick, and clouds surged!

Boom boom boom boom! Bang bang bang bang! Thud thud thud thud!

Bai Xiao adopted a boxing stance to defend himself, looking like a small boat in a violent storm, battered and shaken by the relentless waves.

At any moment, he could capsize.

Smack!

A palm strike slipped through Bai Xiao’s guard, finding its way through a gap.

Five fair fingers pressed firmly against his sturdy chest.

A vast force surged like a roaring flash flood.

Bai Xiao’s towering figure was thrown into the air, sliding back five or six meters before landing with a thud, staggering two or three steps.

He grunted deeply and looked down at his chest.

There, imprinted on his rock-like muscles was a bright red palm mark.

The surrounding skin showed dense thorny cracks.

But there was no bleeding; clearly, Senior Sister Xia had held back.

“Not bad, very good!”

“You’re much stronger than Wei Gang, who starts crying after a few hits…” Xia Shi stood coolly with one hand casually tucked in her pocket, looking at Bai Xiao.

“Worthy of being the one Big Brother Wu Binghe has his eye on; you have potential.”

She somehow had a cigarette in her hand, placed between her lips. With a flick of her right hand, a silver lighter sparked to life, blue and red flames leaping up. Xia Shi slightly lowered her head and the tip of the cigarette glowed crimson.

“In the future, if you have questions about fist-eye and power exertion, come ask me. Oh, and for Dissipating Force, you can ask Jian Feng; he’s got a knack for it. That’s enough sparring for today…”

In that moment, Bai Xiao somewhat understood why Big Brother Wu Binghe had brought him to the second floor of the Fighting Hall and offered him the use of his Demonstration Arena. It wasn’t about the venue at all.

It was about the circle of core disciples!

Connections, relationships, approaches, that’s what mattered the most!

In just a few hours this afternoon, Bai Xiao had already gained the benefits of the Copper Statue Technique and received a promise of guidance from the Second Senior Sister. These opportunities were beyond the reach of ordinary Fierce Bird Sect Disciples.

Bai Xiao might seem to have been set up by Wei Gang for a beating.

But others didn’t even have the privilege of taking that beating.

Moreover, there were unexpected benefits.

Bai Xiao’s gaze drifted to the front, where the Martial Artist panel displayed.

[Your professional skill “Red Elephant Skill Xuan Skin” experience +18!]

[Your professional skill “Jiao Muscle Net Python Muscle” experience +19!]

Wei Gang was right.

Taking a beating did indeed benefit hard skills!

Or more specifically, Senior Sister’s Thorny Power proved quite effective against hard skills!

As Wei Gang had said, the first time had the best effect, diminishing thereafter.

But it was still pretty good.

With multiple accumulations, it would likely save Bai Xiao at least two or three Potential Points! And if it turned out exceptionally well, three or four points weren’t out of the question.

Inside Demonstration Arena Number Two.

Bai Xiao snapped back to reality, looking down at his training uniform now reduced to tatters. The fabric had torn and hung around his neck like rags.

It looked like a beggar’s garb.

“Take this, it’s quite effective for recovering from injuries caused by exerted power.”

Xia Shi casually tossed a tube of ointment.

Bai Xiao caught it with one hand, thanked her, and headed outside.

On the second floor of the Fighting Hall, a spacious and clean corridor stretched out.

The door to Demonstration Arena Number Five opened.

Jian Feng emerged, drinking mineral water as he walked out.

He closed the door, turned his head, and saw.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of water, spraying it everywhere.

Not far away, outside Demonstration Arena Number Two.

Bai Xiao stood bewildered, ointment in hand, his uniform shredded as though he had been violated, revealing his muscular body.

His chest was a mess of chaotic red streaks?

Two meters away, the black doorframe.

Second Senior Sister Xia Shi leaned against it crookedly, one long leg straight, the other bent. Her tight, black sleeveless top clung to her skin from sweat, outlining her healthy, full physique. Xia Shi’s arms were folded beneath her ample bosom.

She stood at an angle, a cigarette pinched in her right hand, head tilted back slightly.