Huang Qitao glanced at Huang Xiao in some surprise. He realized he seemed to have underestimated the boy; he had not expected him to be holding back. Still, in his view, even if the boy had concealed some strength, how much could he possibly have hidden?
The power of Monk Mingzhong's third strike of the Infinite Buddha Palm was simply too astonishing. However one looked at it, Huang Xiao stood no chance.
"Since Constable Huang insists, this humble monk can only beg your pardon." With his earlier words, Monk Mingzhong had already done all that kindness and duty demanded. Since Huang Xiao would not listen, there was nothing else he could do.
At this point, he could only attack with all his strength, seeking to defeat Huang Xiao and claim the position of Arrest Sage.
"A fist technique?" When the experts on the raised platform saw Huang Xiao clench both fists, a trace of puzzlement appeared on their faces.
"What fist technique is this? Does Poison God Valley have such a technique?" Perfected Huayang asked with a frown.
"I do not believe I have heard of it." Master Jueyi shook his head. Judging by Huang Xiao's stance, it clearly was not a fist technique from Poison God Valley. "But I sense that this technique is no ordinary one. Perhaps he can hold out for a while."
Perfected Huayang nodded as well. They still did not believe Huang Xiao could defeat Monk Mingzhong. At most, he would merely delay his defeat a little.
I can only use Everlasting Spring Ageless True Qi to drive the Heavenly Demon Subduing Tiger Fist. With the force of its Fourth Stage, what have I to fear even from his third palm strike? Huang Xiao thought.
This was Huang Xiao's trump card. In fact, unless he