Holy Fist!-Chapter 656 - 326 Genius Dinner (6k)_2

"Splish, splash..."

Cold water soaked down from above, the freezing droplets scattering and jumping.

Bai Xiao’s eyes were vacant, and his four-dimensional attributes had now fully changed.

[Strength: 140.0] (1.9)

[Speed: 130.1→136.3]

[Physique: 140.0] (6.8)

[Will: 139.9→140.0] (0.4)

Strength +0.9, Speed +6.2, Physique +0.5, Will +0.5.

As expected, most of the attribute points were allocated to speed.

Bai Xiao’s speed attribute suddenly surged to one hundred and thirty-six.

He was not far from the major threshold of one hundred and forty, plainly visible to the naked eye.

Additionally, his will attribute finally reached its limit. Even though this increment was minimal, it was completely sufficient to make up the tiny gap of 0.1.

From this point on.

Bai Xiao’s strength, speed, and spirit attributes could rise no higher.

"Just one more speed attribute left, and I will become the strongest Martial Fighter Realm of all time. No one in the past could match me... none will in the future either!"

"Overlooking the entire era, disdainful of all geniuses..."

He took a deep breath, hands slowly pushing forward and then pressing down. His mind once again became as calm as still water, a faint sense of icy and murderous intent emanating from him.

With a snap, Bai Xiao shut off the showerhead.

He quickly turned around and headed toward the bedroom. The heat from his body evaporated rapidly, the mist sweeping away instantly, and his hair returned to dryness.

Bai Xiao put on a set of black clothes, his frame filling out the attire. Clearly, they were just ordinary brands, nothing special about them, yet he still appeared tall and stylish.

He grabbed the invitation letter for the genius banquet placed at the corner of the table with one hand.

After opening it, several golden characters were written on it.

"Tonight at nine, Hengguang Hotel."

...

The night gradually deepened, the city’s night sky pitch black with only stars flickering with faint light. The white jade-colored crescent moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by wisps of clouds. The serene and gentle moonlight shone down, covering everyone’s shoulders. In the cool evening breeze, the heart felt a sense of peace.

Hengguang Hotel, located in the outskirts of the Imperial Capital, built on the hillside of a hilly area. A black asphalt road spiraled upward, both sides lined with neat white street lamps, occasionally dotted with metal trash bins and benches.

Tonight, cars drove swiftly and stopped in front of the hotel.

At night, eight-fifty.

In front of a splendid golden building complex, a tall figure stood silently in the dark shadows, like a stern, silent statue.

He slowly raised his head, the street light slanting across his face, the protruding brow bone causing the deep eye sockets to appear as if he were wearing black sunglasses.

The indifferent face looked even more fierce.

Bai Xiao didn’t seem like someone coming to a banquet, but rather like a hunter.

He paused for a moment, then began to move.

Striding with large steps, heading towards the distant Hengguang Hotel.

At the entrance, a group of waiters, all handsome men and beautiful women, respectfully took the black invitation. Then they smiled and made a gesture to enter inside.

Bai Xiao walked slowly, his shoes making a sound between crisp and dull as they stepped on the shiny white marble floor. He walked through a closed passage, then into a corridor, where his view suddenly widened.

From the outside, Hengguang Hotel was a highly modern building, but unexpectedly, the interior layout was quite classical. The semi-open space, at a glance, had a noble beauty of a Tianxia courtyard.

Rockery, fish pond, pavilion, screens.

In a spacious hall.

Bai Xiao saw many familiar figures, all contestants of the national Dark World Fighting Competition, and each of them was also among the top eight in their respective Secret Martial Worlds!

One glance around, there were at least twenty people.

It seemed that quite a few people had come this time.

"You’re here."

In the courtyard, a short-haired figure walked over. He wore a dark red combat suit, with golden flame patterns embroidered on the sleeves and collar. The youth had thick eyebrows, fine hair strands, with a hint of transparent dark red at the tips, the air slightly distorted. His eyes were sharp as if containing a violent, volcanic aura, with a slight sense of oppression.

This person was Canghai.

"Hmm."

Bai Xiao responded succinctly.

"Feel free to look around, the food is already set up, everything is at your leisure..." Canghai said, then turned to walk towards another area.

Clearly, he had other matters to attend to.

Bai Xiao did not stand on ceremony either, finding a corner at random, he took a glass of clear liquor. He drank while observing everyone in the venue.

To the left, where the sofas were.

A tall young man with slightly graying hair stood next to Breeze of Breath Liu Xinzong, saying something. This person was Mystic Sword Gu Qing of the southern Secret Martial World, the third place in the southern Dark World Fighting Competition, most skilled in sword techniques.

He was something of a Martial Arts Fanatic, loving to spar with masters of fist intent.

Liu Xinzong undeniably was caught up with him.

Bai Xiao turned his head slightly, his eyes gazing into the distance, he saw another corner. A figure with a hideous ghost face mask, wearing a wide black trench coat. Ghost Face shifted his gaze, and made eye contact from afar.

He immediately nodded.

Bai Xiao smiled faintly, the corner of his mouth curling up.

Both his and Ghost Face’s gazes then shifted towards the right side of the hall, to a slender figure with indistinguishable gender. The target this time, Shadow Assassin Si Yu, was also here.

As they were waiting for the banquet to fully begin.

Bai Xiao suddenly felt someone carefully observing him.

He looked over quietly.

It turned out to be a young man with sun-kissed skin, wearing a trendy black jacket, covered in tiny metal chains. A bright silver skull pendant necklace wrapped around his neck, lying on his exposed, robust chest. The man wore spiked fingerless gloves, his left hand in his pocket, right hand holding a cup of wine.

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