Holy Fist!-Chapter 68 - : 068 Are you still saying these nonsensical things?
Chapter 68: 068 Are you still saying these nonsensical things?
Bai Xiao’s pupils constricted slightly, his gaze deepening.
This couldn’t possibly be body hair—such things do not grow on humans. These feather-like hairs were sparse, not yet widely spread.
Just as he wanted to examine it closely.
Bang!
The partially closed private room door was kicked open.
Bai Xiao looked up to see a lavishly dressed young man walking in through the door. His features were handsome, dressed in a finely tailored white suit with a white bow tie, the slim-fit attire accentuating his lean and tall figure. He carried an air of icy haughtiness borne from a life of luxury.
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The young man stood in the middle of the private room, a tall bodyguard at his side.
This man’s temples bulged, his gaze profound, and his breathing long. His arms were thick and his joints large—clearly a master of combat.
“Two pieces of trash.”
The young man in the white suit coldly spat out these words.
His eyes swept over the two disheveled thugs and then over Liao Fei and Wei Dong, finally resting on Bai Xiao, who watched him expressionlessly.
A smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
“Dare to lay a hand on my men? You must be brave…”
“Jiang He, finish him!”
At this command, the tall bodyguard who had been standing beside the young man in white charged forward, his height of six-foot-two imposing a sense of oppression.
The wealthy heiresses in the private room all startled and retreated in panic. Their wine, in shades of red, spilled on their clothes, their retreating steps stepping on other’s toes, erasing any earlier traces of their composed elegance.
Tap tap tap tap!
The somber and forceful sound of footsteps quickly advanced on the carpet.
The bodyguard named Jiang He, with a burst of speed, closed in, his figure bringing a gust of wind. His eyes turning fierce, he delivered a powerful whip kick towards Bai Xiao.
However, the expected image of Bai Xiao stumbling and falling did not occur.
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A fist harshly slammed down, striking the knee of the whip leg!
Umph!
The bodyguard grunted, his right leg recoiling and crashing to the ground. It seemed that the joint nerve had been hit, causing his calf to tremble and go numb.
Bai Xiao’s expression remained utterly unchanged as he swiftly closed in with a sidestep.
Suddenly lifting his leg, he delivered a ruthless knee strike.
An aggressive thrust collided with the tall bodyguard’s abdomen.
The bodyguard’s face contorted as he bore the pain, his fist aiming close at Bai Xiao’s side face. The punch, powerful as it sliced halfway through the air making a whoosh sound, hit absolutely nothing. Bai Xiao merely leaned his upper body lightly backward, dodging the punch, and then fiercely kicked the bodyguard in the abdomen.
The tall bodyguard was sent flying cleanly, his body arching like a curled lobster on the ground. He groaned in pain, possibly having his internal organs shaken from the impact.
“You…”
Beside the bodyguard, the young man in the white suit’s arrogant eyes fluttered anxiously.
Jiang He had been his bodyguard for five years, always strong, handling every conflict perfectly, capable of fighting several opponents on his own.
And yet, he had just been knocked down in a few moves as soon as he charged in!
Tap tap tap…
Unnoticed by anyone, Bai Xiao had walked up to the young man in the white suit. His deep, unperturbed eyes calmly fixed on him. The young man’s eyes dodged, seemingly afraid to meet Bai Xiao’s direct gaze.
“What… what do you want to do?”
“I’m warning you, don’t mess around!”
“My dad is Ye Xiong, he’s from Ye Group…”
“Still spouting this nonsense…”
Bai Xiao had no patience for his drivel and went straight up and gave him a loud slap on his handsome, jade-like cheek, leaving a red palm print. Before the young man could even cry out in pain, another kick came flying in at an angle.
The young man in the white suit groaned and curled up on the floor.
His shiny white suit now sported a black footprint.
In front of everyone, Bai Xiao grabbed the tall bodyguard by the back of his collar with one hand and dragged the young man in the white suit by his semi-long hair with the other, forcefully pulling them out of the private room and throwing them harshly onto the corridor floor.
With a snap, the door slammed shut.
The rich second generations inside the private room looked up in confusion, their eyes dazed and bewildered, staring at each other in stunned silence. The air was thick with the pungent smell of alcohol and blood, and Liao Fei, his head bloody, breathed a sigh of relief.
Outside, in the corridor.
Bai Xiao, somewhat irritated, checked the two men. To his surprise, he found some fine feathers growing on them, akin to wild grass.
He stood up and took a deep breath, his irritation gradually subsiding. Bai Xiao wasn’t normally this violent, but these feathers, reminiscent of Horror Bird and Boxing Slave, brought on a sudden surge of disgust and hostility. He had harshly taught them a lesson, quite savagely.
“Just a few feather-like hairs, what do these mean?”
“Recently turned into Boxing Slaves?”
He held a tiny gray feather in his hand, which he put into his pocket. Bai Xiao’s subtle action, unnoticed by the several people in pain, saw the two on the ground continue to moan in agony.
“Feathers appeared on all three of them. There’s definitely something wrong with this so-called Ye Group.” Bai Xiao had a good idea and decided to report this matter to Fierce Bird Sect, letting this gang that holds sway over Huaisui City handle it. He had Instructor Liu Yang’s contact information.
A few minutes later, everyone left the nightclub.
One SUV and one luxury car drove down the avenue, eventually arriving at the front of a private clinic. The three men got out and shared a look.
Wei Dong looked at Bai Xiao, admiration clear on his face.
Liao Fei was bloodied and looked to be in pain, but he still mustered the strength to thank Bai Xiao, even using a respectful tone, “Brother Xiao, I really owe you one today. That damn Ye Ping, as temperamental as a madman, all just because a little drink accidentally spilled on his shoe while toasting, and he called people to beat me…”
“I’ve never seen anyone so crazy before!”
He then expressed further thanks, saying he definitely needed to return the favor. Bai Xiao, seeing him still bleeding, insisted that Liao Fei hurry to the clinic to tend to his wounds.
Five minutes later, inside the rugged urban SUV.
Wei Dong kept praising Bai Xiao for his exceptional skills and brave actions. He also mentioned he would take responsibility and seek help from his father.
However, in the back seat, Bai Xiao’s gaze was somewhat vacant.
He recalled what Liao Fei had said and couldn’t help but wonder if that young man named Ye Ping was acting out due to the influence of the hairs, as Chen Liao had mentioned that Boxing Slaves gradually turn into beasts.
Could this be a process of slowly losing one’s sanity?
He took a deep breath.
It was only then that Bai Xiao had the time to check the changes in his career panel.
[Profession: Martial Arts Coach LV.1 (1/100)]
[Skill 1: Multi-style Combat Training LV.1 (1/100)]
[Skill 2: Execute Combat Fitness Plan LV.1 (1/100)]
Great, with two professional skills, it was enough to grind for experience.
He nodded slightly, then shifted his gaze to the next profession.
“Hmm?”
