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137 New Jue Luo 1

"Are you okay?" Garon carried two men in black and walked to Celine's side.

"You've actually gotten bigger?" He looked at the voluptuous and seductive Celine in surprise.

The clothes originally worn by the children were turned into several pieces of cloth, which could only vaguely cover the key parts. When Celine used her hand to cover her mouth just now, the pieces of cloth almost fell off again. She was so frightened that she quickly grabbed the clothes.

"I'm fine. Don't come over here!" Xilin was a little frightened. She picked up the trident on the ground and suddenly brought up a large amount of yellow sand, blocking Garen's sight.

After more than ten seconds, the dust slowly calmed down, and Celine looked like a six or seven-year-old child again, wearing tattered and stretched clothes, covered in blood, and her face was pale.

With a slight leap, Celine jumped up, landed on Garen's right shoulder and sat down. The trident in her hand also took this moment to return to its original belt.

Garen frowned.

"Go back and explain it clearly, otherwise don't blame me for throwing you out."

"It's just an adapted version of the Bone Shrinking Technique and the Essence Locking Technique. My real body was seriously injured and I can't maintain it for a long time, so I can only move in this form." Celine replied in a low voice.

Garen glanced at the corpses on the ground. "What happened to them?"

"My former enemy sent him here, he just doesn't want me to live anymore." Celine explained simply, with a melancholy expression on her face.

Garen knelt down and inspected the body of the white-haired man.

The whole body of the corpse seemed to have had arteries cut by hundreds of knives at the same time. There were dense red bloody mouths all over the body. The sand on the ground was also completely dyed in a large area of ​​red.

"One of the secret martial arts of my Sea King Fist, Ten Thousand Waters Blue King Kung Fu. Unfortunately, I can't use it for a long time." Celine said calmly.

Garen did not reply, but found a white card with a red diamond 7 on it.

"Did you find anything?" Su Lin rushed over from the side, also holding a red square in his hand, with the number 3 on it. "I found this."

"Did you find it on your opponent?" Garen asked.

Su Lin nodded.

"We have heard about Weisman's card organization for a long time. I didn't expect to see them in the Federation."

"Solitaire organization? Can you find specific information?" Garen asked in a low voice.

"It will take time. These people are blatantly daring to chase us. I will not swallow this breath easily." Sulin sneered. "After solving the Ansara matter, I will be responsible for investigating the card matter."

"Are you sure?"

"This is not Wiseman, dare to run wild here! Does he think he is Ansara?" Sulin said sarcastically, "Don't worry. If you attack me, you will attack our Befatalia family! You are provoking the entire secret service.

Bureau, against the government!"

"No one who goes against the government will end well!"

Garen's face twitched and he wanted to say something, but he still didn't speak.

"Before that, we must first resolve Ansara. This is an issue related to the prestige of the federation." Su Lin said calmly.

"Okay, let's go back quickly. The car is broken down, so we can only take a ride or walk back." Celine interjected.

Su Lin nodded. "In addition, you can't get away with this matter."

"Don't worry, I have no intention of running away." Celine curled her lips and replied.

despair.

The teacup is gently placed on the black wooden table.

Brother and sister Su Lin and Irissi sat side by side, opposite Garen and Celine.

The four of them sat opposite each other in a small study room. Celine was bored and flipping through the pages of a large black book.

Arisi was playing with a red raindrop-shaped jade in her hand, and looked up at Gallon from time to time.

Su Lin and Galen turned sideways and looked out the window on the right. Through the glass window, they could clearly see the small open space outside.

On the white clearing, Irudus was being yelled at by the eight-armed dragon king Yoda with a whip.

"Please straighten your hands!"

"Yes!" Iludas shouted.

"Don't stick your butt out!"

"yes!"

Snap! The crisp sound of the whip.

"You brat, you can't understand human language? You can't stick your butt out! Do you understand what sticking up means!?"

"yes!!!!"

"I", can you be any more stupid!?"

Yoda didn't know why he became interested and shouted loudly at Iludas who was standing upside down.

It actually seemed like he was teaching him how to practice spear skills.

Curses kept coming from outside the window.

Garen withdrew his gaze and glanced at Celine next to him. This guy had a sly smile on his lips. There was a high chance that it was her.

"There is news about Ansara in the telegram. I asked you to come over as soon as I got it." Su Lin put a hand on the table and tapped rhythmically.

"Tell me about it." Garen is now very interested in Ansara. To be precise, he is very interested in the golden sword holder in his hand. A piece of black cloth used to wrap things actually still has some potential as an antique of doom.

One can imagine how powerful and huge the potential its body has. Perhaps this is the antique of doom with the strongest potential he has ever encountered.

Su Lin glanced at Garen with some confusion. He was keenly aware of Garen's changing attitude towards this matter. However, he readily accepted the change.

"The latest appearance of Ansaluo is on the road to Xinjuluo."

"New Juluo?"! It's Garen, and even Irisi is slightly surprised.!

"Near the Xinjuluo on the other side of Xifan Province?" Irisi asked in a low voice.

"That's it."

"He actually left the country. Xin Jue Luo is almost in a semi-closed state. It's not easy to deal with. Although that place is small, it has rich trade resources. The per capita income is much higher than that of the Federation." Irisi frowned.

"I also know a little bit." Garen nodded and said, "Xin Ju Luo is rich in minerals and gems. I have only heard of it before, but I didn't expect An Sha Luo to go so far away with the golden sword holder."

"This time the federation established a special operations team, codenamed Zhanshi. It gathered some experts specifically to deal with Ansara. All the experts that could be mobilized in the south were mobilized." Sulin explained, "After seeing the strength of a fighter, this

There are also two fighters joining this operation, one of whom is from the Red Sand Sword. You should have heard of Garen."

"Oh? Red sand sword? Is it Biou?" Garen looked confused.

"That's him. One of the two stars in the south, surpassing the sect master and the great elder, the strongest warrior in the entire Red Sand Sword Sect. It is said that he is as famous as Andrela." Sulin nodded to confirm.

"What about Andrela?" Garon suddenly recalled the proud man with whom he had fought.

"It is said that after fighting with you, I gained some insights and went to practice in the mountains. Now I have disappeared. That guy is a martial arts lunatic who doesn't care about anything in pursuit of martial arts." Su Lin sighed with emotion.

"When he appears again, he will definitely make great progress." Garen said with certainty, "I also gained a lot from the first battle, otherwise I would not be able to resist Ansara in the battle."

In fact, Andrela was more talented than him. If he didn't have the talent, Garen thought that he would never be able to match his improvement speed.

"Calculating, what level is Andrela at among fighters?" Garon never knew much about Andrela's actual status and strength, so he simply took this opportunity to ask.

"I know this. I am an admirer of Lady Andrela." Aerisi interjected, "If I didn't like practicing swordsmanship, I would have entered the Star Ring Sect to become a disciple."

She cleared her throat.

"Lord Andrela's swordsmanship has surpassed all the masters in the Star Ring Gate except for the door owner Lorencia. As a fighter, overall, she is at the upper-middle level. Calculating carefully, as long as there are no masters from the previous generation,

When a master comes forward, he is the strongest fighter of the younger generation. Oh, of course, now Master Garen, you are the strongest fighter of the younger generation."

"What I want to ask is all the fighters, including the previous generation." Garen smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Andrela, I met a year ago."

Suddenly, Celine on the side slowly spoke.

She gently closed the big book in front of her and closed her eyes as if remembering.

"Even among the older generation, his strength at that time was at a very high level. If fighters are divided into four levels: upper, middle, lower, top, and top, he should be sprinting from the middle to the upper level now.

Stage. He is quickly approaching the top level of Ansara." Celine explained lightly. "After fighting you, he should be reaching the upper level soon."

Garen's heart was shocked.

"Is Ansarona the limit of what humans can achieve?"

"Perhaps, Ansara and the boxing masters of the previous generation who can be called saints have reached the forefront of everyone, and no one is stronger than them. As human beings, they are indeed synonymous with the limit.

." Celine sighed with emotion. Suddenly her eyes fell on Garen. Her eyes were shining with a burning luster.

"Andrela is making crazy progress, Garen, aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about?" Garen's heart skipped a beat.

Celine smiled slyly.

"Your secret martial arts technique is only a very low-level third-rate secret martial arts - Baiyun Giant Elephant. With such a poor foundation, it is almost impossible for you to reach such a high level, but you have achieved it. But in the future, it will be impossible to do it again.

Let’s move forward. Are you willing?”

Everyone present heard a trace of her deep meaning. They stopped making any sound and focused their attention on the two of them.

Garen was silent.

He really felt that the Baiyun Secret Technique had reached its theoretical limit. He had cultivated this secret martial art to its peak. Even if the founder of the Baiyun Sect was reborn, it would be impossible to defeat him.

But what imprisons him now is actually the level of secret martial arts.

The secret martial arts level is too low!

"If you can have a more top-level secret weapon, like Star Ring Andrela, you will also have the opportunity to move towards the level of Ansha Luo." There was a hint of temptation in Celine's words.

"What are you going to do?" Garen looked at her calmly.

"Become the guardian dragon king of my Neptune Fist!" Celine's smile was like a cunning little fox. "I can teach you stronger secret martial arts skills!"

Garen frowned.

This proposal was indeed very tempting to him. More advanced secret weapons, a more powerful future.

But recalling the time when I promised Teacher Fei Baiyun, Baiyun Sect cultivated him, but now that the sect leader is comatose and unable to sleep, he is the only one to take the lead.

"It's a pity that I was trained by my teacher, so it's impossible for me to switch to Sea King Fist." Garen said firmly.


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