Chapter 226 Surrender or die!

A monument?

It was the size of a palm, with a dull grayish-white color, and the overall material looked a bit like bone. There were serious cracks in the four corners, spreading inwards. In the center, there was a fist mark, deeply sunken.

On the uneven bottom surface, a bloody word "fist" appeared.

In the private room, in the living room.

Bai Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and observed the bone tablet. He seemed to vaguely sense a condensed will from it, causing his body's aura to be inexplicably aroused and ripples. But it was quickly suppressed. Bai Xiao focused his attention again and stared at the bone tablet.

He soon discovered that the bone tablet was looming, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, as if it would disappear from the real world at any time and go to the unknown depths. However, it was fixed by the fist mark and blood words in the center, maintaining an inexplicable balance.

"This is?"

He raised his head and looked at the staff in front of him with a puzzled look.

The middle-aged man in front of him was wearing the work uniform of the Martial Arts Association, black pants and a blue jacket, which looked nothing special. However, the aura of the middle-aged man was unfathomable and elusive. Bai Xiao felt like he was watching those black-clad referees during a match in the Baihua Gymnasium.

He should be a master.

"This is the Fist Intent Monument. After it is activated, it will form a coverage area that can only be comprehended by one person. Within this range, your own momentum and boxing will will be thoroughly activated, making it easier to comprehend. If the accumulation is strong enough, you can even comprehend the Fist Intent Monument with the help of the Fist Intent Monument." The middle-aged man glanced at Bai Xiao, explained, and put the bone monument on the table.

"However, this replica of the Fist Intention Monument still has one last chance to activate. After using it, it will probably disintegrate on the spot. There are probably two hours left. How much you can comprehend depends on your luck..."

After hearing this, Bai Xiao quickly understood.

He had heard of the Fist Intent. He had discussed it with the two heroes of Nanjiang before. In fact, it was a variant fusion of momentum and boxing, but it took the essence and was more condensed and aggressive. In theory, the Fist Intent had the ability to partially crush the enemy's spirit and hurt the enemy's will.

But, in fact, some secret weapons can also achieve similar effects. For example, the Secret Weapon of Fear, and the Howling Secret Sword of the No. 9 Wind Falcon of the Ghost Face Organization.

In addition, it is said that understanding the meaning of boxing can help one break through to a higher level than a martial artist? Is there any commonality between the main style and the meaning of boxing?

"The fist intention helps to condense the aura. If you can comprehend it, it will certainly be a great help, equivalent to adding a layer of magical damage to the physical damage of the fist. It sounds like it will also be effective for horizontal training masters?"

Bai Xiao muttered to himself.

He himself is an expert in horizontal training, so he really needs to know himself and his enemy.

In the room, Bai Xiao chatted with the staff for a while, and he understood the origin of the Fist Intent Monument. It was not something made by the Martial Arts Association, but a precious resource of the Crane Immortal Martial Arts School. The Fist Intent Monument in front of him was just a poor replica, with a limited number of uses. If it was activated too much, the power inside would collapse and dissipate. But in the Crane Immortal Martial Arts School, there was a real Fist Intent Monument, almost two people tall, and the effect was a hundred times that of the replica!

It is said that you only need to stay under the real fist monument for a few minutes.

No matter who you are, you can understand your own boxing skills!

Ten minutes later, the staff told Bai Xiao how to activate it, and then turned and left. The door of the room was closed, and only Bai Xiao was standing there quietly.

His eyes fell on the white bone tablet and he muttered to himself.

"Crane Immortal Martial Arts School?"

Ignoring the thoughts in his mind, Bai Xiao directly picked up the Fist Intention Stele. He then discovered that this bone stele was much heavier than he had imagined. It was only the size of a palm, but it was as dense as gold.

It is heavy and the surface is extremely smooth.

Except for those places full of cracks.

Bai Xiao came to the French window and sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, with the Fist Stele placed in front of him. The window above his head was opened a crack, and fresh air came in slightly. The morning sun enveloped the surrounding area.

He narrowed his eyes and looked intently at the Fist Monument.

Afterwards, he followed the instructions of the middle-aged man in black and directly entered the fighter's combat mode, and his whole body instantly reached the frequency mode state.

Sure enough, the fist monument in front of him was rapidly growing larger.

In a short time, in Bai Xiao's vision, it turned into a huge bone tablet that was two or three meters high, almost reaching the ceiling. The surface of the bone tablet was extremely smooth, and the fist mark in the center exuded a strong aura.

The word "拳" inside glowed bright red, blooming like a stream of light.

“Buzz!”

He only felt as if there was a mysterious fist mark that was constantly enlarging in front of his eyes, bombarding him at an astonishing speed, like lightning. Bai Xiao had no time to react, and was bombarded all over his body by this huge fist mark.

"clang!"

He trembled all over, his iron-like muscles vibrated. His mind was shocked, and his aura was stimulated, as if it was covered by a magnetic field.

Bai Xiao's eyelids trembled, and he suddenly saw another punch flying straight towards him.

"clang!"

He took the second punch, and the aura and magnetic field around him seemed to have shrunk a little, just like a red-hot iron in a blacksmith's shop being hammered by a sledgehammer.

This is the function of the Fist Intent Monument, which uses the endless mysterious fist intent on the bone monument to bombard practitioners, forcing their body's aura to be automatically stimulated.

Afterwards, the essence was continuously beaten, becoming more and more condensed and powerful.

Thereby achieving the goal of understanding one's own boxing spirit.

The continuous bombardment in the room seemed to exist in another dimension. In reality, it was extremely quiet, without any sound. However, Bai Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged, felt like a huge bell was ringing in his ears.

An hour and a half passed quickly.

His whole body's aura seemed to become purer and more condensed, with a sense of clarity. However, there was still a long way to go before he could comprehend the meaning of the fist. The shadow of the fist meaning monument in front of him was covered with cracks, almost spreading to the position of the fist mark. At most, it could only last for about half an hour.

It’s definitely too late.

Even, according to his speculation.

One realization is not enough, it requires at least two or more.

Just as Bai Xiao was thinking this, his eyes suddenly revealed amazing wisdom. Bai Xiao's pupils flashed, and he still maintained the amplification state of the Pure Heart, but he took the initiative to punch the bone tablet.

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

The next second, an extremely condensed fist shadow suddenly hit Bai Xiao's body. He moved back nearly a meter and almost flew up. His muscles, like cast steel, trembled, like the sound of a bronze bell.

Bai Xiao seemed to have found the right way, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Therefore, he kept repeating the above actions for the remaining half an hour. As the fists were hammered more and more fiercely, the aura and magnetic field of his body became more and more condensed, and finally was forced back into his body!

It seems to be integrated with the torso and can be used like the limbs!

“Crack!”

The time was up, and the fist monument in front of him collapsed on the spot.

It turned into gray-white fragments the size of a fingernail and fell to the ground.

Beside him, Bai Xiao closed his eyes slightly.

There was a faint trace of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes and ears.

This was the price of actively pursuing momentum and being attacked. He accelerated his understanding of the meaning of the fist, so he would naturally be beaten several times more fiercely.

If it weren't for the fact that Bai Xiao's willpower was not weak either, breaking through 70 points, and the mysterious Magic Bird Secret Book protecting him, and the Pure Heart that had been strengthened four times, I'm afraid his brain would become demented after this collision.

"call……"

On the carpet, Bai Xiao exhaled heavily.

He suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot and his pupils seemed a little dazed. He needed some time to recuperate from the mental shock.

“Fortunately, it worked!”

Bai Xiao clenched his fists instantly and slowly stood up.

Suddenly, a fist intention that was even more condensed than the momentum enveloped his arms. It felt like an invisible gravitational magnetic field covered the surface of his arms. Once he collided with his opponent at close range, the fist intention magnetic field would continuously affect the enemy, oppressing and crushing his mental will!

It's as if every move comes with an impact of boxing will.

"It's a little more powerful than I thought."

However, maintaining the fist intent seemed to consume his spirit continuously. With Bai Xiao's spiritual attributes, he could not maintain this fist intent state for a long time.

Perhaps, we need to pay more attention to and improve the spiritual aspect in the future.

He raised his arms and slowly performed a set of punches around the room.

As the wind whistled, there was also a hint of extremely domineering and ferocious fist intent, like a fanged beast, just to bite off a piece of flesh.

That kind of extremely vicious feeling reminds people of a cold-blooded killer crocodile.

The prey was caught, death rolled, and the wilderness was bloody to the extreme.

This is the essence of boxing.

It can be seen that Bai Xiao, who has comprehended this kind of boxing spirit, is really not a good person.

At noon, after lunch.

The group of people from the Huali Hotel, Xiongniaoliu, began to pack their belongings. They were going to Donghai Province in the afternoon. It was the most developed province in the east and also the venue for the Dark World Fighting Competition.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, when we left the hotel.

Bai Xiao was in the front hall when he unexpectedly ran into Li Guangjian Ye Meng. His hands were wrapped in white bandages, his face was not very good, and his breath was weak.

"See you in Donghai Province."

"Let me know the address when the time comes, and I'll come find you tomorrow."

Ye Meng raised his hand, as if he wanted to pat Bai Xiao's shoulder. However, the pain made him give up the idea and put his hand down.

"See you in Donghai Province."

Bai Xiao nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Yes, that's right. Fang Chao went to Donghai Province this morning. His injury is more serious than mine. I may have to wait a little longer for the remaining hard training. It will probably be around tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Ye Meng seemed to have thought of something and explained.

The two chatted for a few more words and then parted at the door of the hall.

Bai Xiao followed the large group of ferocious birds and boarded the high-speed train.

On the high-speed train, he could hardly feel the shaking of the train. He leaned back against the soft blue chair and looked at the beautiful scenery passing by at high speed outside.

He lowered his head and looked at the message that had just been sent to his phone.

"Ghost Snake": "Sir, everything is ready. I will meet with the second member of the Ghost Face Organization, Howling Sword Fengxun, in the suburbs of Donghai City in the evening. The specific time and place may take some time..."

"Ghost Snake": "If there is any news, I will inform you immediately."

With a click, the screen went off.

On a dark screen.

It seemed to reflect an expressionless and cold face.

"We have to move quickly."

"Whether it's the inspiration of the martial arts gym owner's profession, or the rapid improvement of spiritual attributes through the special effects of the Magic Bird Secret Book that I envisioned, it all depends on this Ghost Face Organization!" His dark eyes were filled with a chill...

"Howling Sword Wind Search..."

"Haha, I hope you can know the situation and not force me to do it..."

Time passed quickly, and it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

The group of Xiongniaoliu finally arrived in Donghai Province from Nanjiang Province. Walking out of Donghai South Station, the modern train station was paved with clean and tidy marble tiles. The transparent glass was bright and the space was wide and vast.

Since the hotel has been booked long ago.

Therefore, everyone checked in very quickly and smoothly, and Bai Xiao also came to his room on the fourth floor of the hotel. He just put all his things away.

The phone lit up again.

He looked down, then slowly stood up and walked out the door.

A cold and murderous aura gradually disappeared at the door.

At 6 pm, the sunset glowed between the tall buildings, and a layer of dusk spread across the sky. The rosy sunset glow and the setting sun gave people the feeling of an oil painting. The sky gradually darkened, in the suburbs of Donghai City.

Next to an abandoned warehouse.

Two figures were standing facing each other quietly.

A man covered in heavy black clothes, exuding a ruthless aura like a venomous snake. In the shadow of the pure black hat brim, his eyes were cold and sharp. Ghost Snake Xie Yang stood still and looked at the figure leaning against the wall in the distance.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker and slim-fit trousers.

He seemed to be holding a long black sword in his arms, and an inexplicable dangerous aura filled the air.

It is the number two of the Ghost Face Organization, the Howling Sword Fengxun!

The two seemed to have just been arguing, and both looked a little ugly.

"beep."

Xie Yang's cell phone suddenly rang.

He opened it and his face changed.

Xie Yang raised his head and immediately said to Feng Xun: "It's the same as what I said before, Feng Xun! Follow the Lord with me, that is the true meaning of fear! I can feel that pure fear, no one in our Ghost Face Organization can compare to it, even if all of them are added together! The Lord's casual reward has allowed my Blood Snake Secret Weapon to complete a certain degree of evolution! What a great power this is, you just saw it. Join us, I believe the Lord will also reward you!"

His voice sounded anxious, as if something was approaching.

However, Feng Xun on the opposite side sneered.

"Haha, sir? Xie Yang, I think you have been brainwashed! You called me out for no reason, said a bunch of nonsense, and even asked me to betray the Ghost Face Organization! Does Lord Ghost Face know about this? You really don't know what you are talking about!"

Xie Yang's expression suddenly became more urgent, and he spoke quickly.

"Hurry, it's too late."

"Join us! Follow the Master together!"

"It doesn't matter if you have concerns now. Once you know the power of adults, you will definitely understand what I said to you slowly..."

"You will understand when the time comes..."

Suddenly, on one side of the warehouse, at the gate.

A cold voice came from afar: "That's not necessary."

Then, a majestic and overbearing figure, carrying a wave of air, strode in. The hem of his clothes rose and fell, making a rustling sound.

There was no expression on the visitor's deep face.

However, Feng Xun’s figure was reflected in the black and white pupils.

The terrifying aura instantly swept across like a hurricane, covering the entire warehouse.

"Submit or die!"

(End of this chapter)