Holy Fist!

"Crack, crack, crack..."

At some unknown time.

The figure in a black and gold combat suit ahead emitted a series of bone-cracking sounds reminiscent of firecrackers going off. His physique, already extremely formidable among ordinary people, suddenly swelled up inch by inch. With a tearing sound, the steel muscles covered in a platinum glow, filled with tree-branch-like golden veins, explosively shattered the combat suit. The pieces of clothing fell away, revealing a monstrous body akin to a primordial beast.

No, not a monster.

But a holy and domineering Heavenly God's body with an inexplicable majesty.

Bai Xiao's entire being reached a height of four meters, level with the Golden God Yuanhui. His body swelled and enlarged, like a giant metal figure with a glazed golden light, muscles bulging high like reinforced armor, with shoulder muscles protruding like fleshy tumors, resembling iron shoulder pads. His backbone was covered with a golden dragon. The phantom of a Dragon Elephant kept wandering over his body surface.

With each breath.

White whirlwinds swirled beside his nostrils.

Like two air dragons.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me in strength?"

Bai Xiao's voice rumbled, echoing like it was resonating through a valley.

Without hesitation, he pressed forward with his palm, his entire arm resembling a giant golden pillar supporting the heavens, with golden veins forming dragon-shaped patterns, while the surging Qi-Blood and power poured out.

"Hiss!!!"

The golden light on Yuan Hui's fists and scales vibrated violently, with the golden light on his arms fluctuating between bright and dark. He felt a terrifying force coming in, involuntarily moving him backward. His feet plowed into the ground like a plow, scraping out two long furrows.

In desperation.

Yuan Hui mustered all the golden divine power into the arm clashing with Bai Xiao, making it appear as if cast in gold, indestructible. This barely managed to stop the trembling and collapse of the divine power.

"Let me test my fist on you."

"At General Level, you qualify!"

In an instant, Bai Xiao slowly closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When he opened them again, his pupils flashed black and gold, and a terrifying forbidden aura descended. The plaza trembled with a roar, and the airflow surged. A terrifying Kunpeng phantom seemed to descend from the void, appearing on his arms.

A black-gold flame, faintly burning, carried an intimidating demonic nature.

The Kunpeng Devouring Dragon Painting, the Demon Fist descended.

Bai Xiao's fists immediately unleashed an overwhelming force, continuously generating terrifying impact power. As if possessing the massive strength of Yuan Kun, yet capable of deploying the extreme speed of the Golden Roc, complementing each other.

"Buzz!"

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

His arm momentarily blurred.

In an instant, the entire massive form of the Golden God Yuanhui was sent flying backward like a cannonball. The gilded light on his chest dimmed to the extreme, with a fist seal emblazoned on it.

"Boom!"

He fell heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit.

A violent coughing sound came from within the helmet, with Yuan Hui gasping for breath.

Earlier, he felt an immense impact, like a heavily armed train barrelling toward him, unstoppable. His tank-like heavyweight body was inevitably flipped over.

"That was... a Kunpeng?"

The Golden God Yuanhui seemed to glimpse the colossal phantom that flashed by.

"Whoosh!"

The fire wave flashed by in an instant.

A glazed golden silhouette appeared above the pit at some unknown time. He fell rapidly, his right fist still enveloped in a ring of demonic flames.

"Boom!!!"

With a punch, mountains crumbled and the earth shook.

The terrifying impact transmitted to the ground, causing half of the plaza to crack densely, with mud surging like a fountain from the fissures. Numerous buildings collapsed, and some General Armor combatants staggered disruptively, pausing their battles.

In the plaza center.

The originally two-meter-wide pit suddenly expanded to twenty meters.

At the bottom of the pit.

Yuan Hui raised his arms above his head, his stance like performing horse stance, supporting his body. The strong arms, covered in brilliant golden divine power, had already been suppressed by the Demon Fist, cracking inch by inch. The golden divine power flaked off like peeling paint.

"Heh..."

Above, Bai Xiao laughed softly.

In the violently contracting pupils of the Golden God Yuanhui, Bai Xiao's right arm suddenly blurred, and in an instant, it seemed like a solid phantom of a Kunpeng spread its wings. Bai Xiao's fist traversed space, directly reaching the target.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

Once more, a massive Gilded Armor figure was sent flying.

However, on its surface, appeared a semicircular scale protective shell, extending from the back to cover the head and chest. It was one of the abilities of the Golden God Armor, the Gilded Mysterious Light Shield. It could deploy at critical moments to buffer damage with incredible defense and was reusable.

"Boom..."

As Golden God Yuanhui was struck at the pit's bottom by Bai Xiao's direct punch, when thrown out, he resembled a bunker-busting missile, forcibly creating a trench several meters in diameter across the plaza. The Gilded Mysterious Light Shield trembled madly, with the overlapping scales continuously worn out.

Sparks of gold-red light burst out.

"Click!"

Finally, the form of Golden God Yuanhui came to a halt.