"The truly terrifying thing about the Ninety-nine Jing Kong is that it cooperates with Grandpa Palosha's first use, which is also the most famous secret method: Ninety-nine Return to Origin!" The leader of the Holy Fist Sect said solemnly. "This is what Grandpa can do.
One of the true confidences to be invincible and invincible!"
"Ninety-nine Return to Origin?" Boxing Champion Leo's expression finally changed slightly. "Could it be that you are talking about the terrifying secret in the legend!!"
The leader of the Holy Fist Sect nodded slightly proudly.
"That's the legendary secret! Ninety-nine lives!!"
Boom!!!
At this moment, the two people in the woods collided again.
The two hands slashed at each other. Garon groaned and took a few steps back. The wounds on his shoulders had completely shrunk, and blood slowly flowed down his shoulders.
Palosha's shoulders were completely shattered, and his arms hung limply on both sides.
"Secret Technique. Sun-Sealing Hand!" A small square lump bulged out in his chest and abdomen again.
"I still want to heal my wounds!!"
Garen snorted coldly when he saw this, jumped towards him, and grabbed his face with his claws.
At this time, although his strength and speed were affected to a certain extent due to injuries to his shoulders, he still had 80% of his original strength. His claws were slightly red, and even radiated a faint heat.
Palosha smiled slightly when he saw this, and the small square between his chest and abdomen accelerated in an instant, until it reached his chest, and then disappeared. At the same time, his shoulders seemed completely uninjured, and he clamped Garen's claws twice.
The two of them quickly backed up.
Waves of dark energy are constantly being transmitted from Palosha's hands into Gallon's body. The large amount of dark energy is much stronger than the previously possessed Palosha. It is like countless thin threads desperately drilling towards Gallon's heart, trying to gather there.
Form a group.
"I have met several peak hard qigong masters, and you are the strongest one I have ever seen. Faced with the three secret techniques I created based on the White Bird Fist, you can still remain undefeated. I take it back
As I said before." Palosha's calm voice came clearly into Garon's ears, "You are indeed qualified to defeat Ansaro head-on."
He pushed his knee forward and hit Garen directly in the abdomen, but he avoided it. The two of them immediately retreated at the same time.
"It's over!!" Palosha's face suddenly turned a white jade color.
"White Bird. Wushuang Tianchen!"
The white aura around him suddenly condensed into a huge white crane, with its extremely sharp beak overlapped with his claws, raised high, and then lowered with a sneer.
The huge sharp beak was like an awl and pecked hard at Garon.
That solid aura reappeared, slamming down on Garen, causing all the bones in his body to tremble slightly.
"Do you think I don't have the strength to fight back?" A hint of ferocity flashed across Garen's face, and his arms suddenly opened wide.
"Wanxiang Tianluo!!!"
His hands suddenly moved together in the middle, as if to clamp the sharp beak. The palms made a whirring sound in the air. His hands were already red and filled with heat and poison, but now he used a powerful move to push and rub rapidly, and the palms actually whirred.
Burn instantly!
Garen's hands simultaneously dragged out two red lines of fire from the left and right sides and instantly clasped his hands in the middle.
At this moment, the two people struck each other with their moves. There was no sound in the woods.
The two gigantic spirits collided at the same time, distorting all the scenes and making it impossible for any living creature to see clearly what was happening inside.
After a few seconds, the two spirits suddenly separated, each retreating a few meters away from each other.
Palosha on the field stepped back more than ten steps, his hands were charred black, as if they were burned. He was sweating profusely, as if he had released all his physical strength just now, and he was still breathing violently. Especially his chest.
In the middle, it was deeply dented. It was obvious that the sternum was directly shattered. It was completely seriously injured.
At this time, he was also staring closely at the other person on the field, Garen.
Garen stood there without moving, but in the middle of his chest, a tiny red dot slowly oozed out a drop of blood. A semi-arc circle of scorched black lines appeared on the ground in front of him. That was his Vientiane Heavenly Law pushing the flame claws
The horrific effect produced.
"It's over." Garen looked at Palosha who was not far away, "He was hit by my all-powerful Vientiane Tianluo, plus the heat poison flame." The original Anshaluo was hit by him when he was seriously injured.
It is far inferior to the current blow, only equivalent to one-half of the current one. Even if Palosha is stronger than Ansara, it is impossible not to pay the price for being hit in the front by this blow!
Suddenly his pupils shrank and he looked at Palosha not far away.
The other party's chest and abdomen actually bulged into a small square box again.
"Secret method. Ninety-nine return to the origin!"
Palosha's face was calm, and the small squares on his chest and abdomen suddenly disappeared, turning into countless blue tendons that radiated to all skin surfaces in all directions of the body.
Amidst a strange clicking sound of bones, all the injuries on Palosha's body recovered quickly, as if he was not injured at all.
"My Ninety-nine Return to Origin, combined with the Ninety-nine Jing Kong, is an absolute secret method I created based on the White Bird Fist. It can continuously recover ninety-nine serious injuries within a hundred days."
Palosha took off his tattered clothes and was wearing only his trousers.
"Ninety-Nine Returns" Galen's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was tumbling. This almost perverted secret method was actually created by a top fighter like Palosha.
"I don't believe you can recover again and again!!" Garen was shocked and doubtful. He exerted force on his feet and charged at Luo Sha.
Bang bang bang
In the continuous beating sound, the white bird Qi Qi and the giant elephant Qi Qi struggled together again and again. The white bird circled and flew up and dived to peck at the white elephant's body again and again. The giant elephant's proboscis whipped the white bird violently like a whip.
Two terrifying and huge spiritual forces are constantly facing each other.
"Everything Tianluo!!!" Garen shouted violently, his palms ignited red flames again, and they collided fiercely with Palosha's Unparalleled Tianchen.
Palosha used the force to jump away from a distance, and when he fell from the air, his shattered ribs had been completely restored to their original shape.
"Come again!!" Garen pounced ferociously again.
The onlookers only saw the two people fighting hard again and again. At this time, the two people had completely exerted their full strength. In the continuous exchanges, Palosha was able to recover from his physical injuries in the fierce fight. He had just been hit.
The place quickly returned to its original state in less than ten seconds.
Using Feng Yang Hand and Ninety-nine Guiyuan together, Palosha seemed to be intact from the beginning to the end as if he was not injured. His spirit was as strong and oppressive as ever, and even his spirit seemed unwavering.
However, Garen was fighting hard again and again, and his whole body was gradually pecked with blood by the White Bird Fist. His eyes were blood red, and he seemed to be tireless, seizing the opportunity again and again to use the strongest offensive move, Wanxiang Tianluo!
The Wanxiang Tianluo propelled by the flame claws can seriously injure Palosha every time. But every time in front of the Ninety-nine Guiyuan, it seems to be completely meaningless.
Once, twice, four times, ten times, twenty times! Garen's injuries became more and more severe, but he still stood upright and attacked first fiercely and domineeringly.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the woods completely calmed down.
Boxing champion Leo, Cynthia Jack and others clenched their teeth and stared at Garen on the field with complex expressions. Like them, the two leaders of the Holy Fist Sect also looked at Garen in the forest with respect.
"There is no point in continuing the fight." Palosha stood quietly beside a broken and collapsed tree.
Within tens of meters around the two of them, all the trees fell or were broken, and some even burned, where they were touched by Garon's flame claws.
This forest was completely cut into a clearing.
A trace of blood slowly dripped down Garon's chin, arms, and legs.
He was panting violently, his eyes became increasingly red, and he stared at Palosha not far away. There were wounds everywhere on his shoulders, waist, back, and chest. These wounds were densely packed like red lines and covered with galleons.
Naked upper body.
"Ninety-nine returns!" Garen gasped in a low voice, "There is really no need to continue fighting.
Indeed, both of them already have a rough understanding of each other's abilities and strengths.
The Ninety-nine Return to Origin is indeed extremely powerful and terrifying when combined with the Fengyang Hand. But that was for Palosha in his prime. Now, for him to continuously use such a secret method is a serious load on the body. If he continues to fight, Palosha will not be able to
He will die from injuries, but from exhaustion of energy. After all, his body's true body is not that of a young man in his prime.
Garen's Vientiane Heavenly Law is also an extremely serious burden on himself. He has used it so many times in a row. Now he is exhausted and may collapse at any time and fall into coma.
But he knows he can't lose!
Now all the situation depends on him alone. He is the real foundation for Baiyun Sect to stabilize the situation. Once he falls, not only Baiyun Sect will be unable to survive, but also his family, relatives and friends will all disappear like a mirror in the mirror.
The safety of Baiyunmen and his family is actually all due to his strength. Once he falls, not only the opponents and enemies waiting for the opportunity, but also the allies who have defected before may rebel and become enemies.
At this point, both of them actually knew that if things continued like this, both sides would suffer. Maybe Garen would die first, but Palosha would at best be a little later.
"I lost." Palosha smiled, and his body gradually shrank, returning to the original form of a little old man. His face at this time was frighteningly white, "I blocked the essence with ninety-nine spermatozoa, and I survived until the end of time.
Now, I didn’t expect you to be able to let me use the Ninety-nine Return to Origin more than ten times in a row.”
In fact, the two of them were evenly matched, with Garen slightly inferior due to his secret technique.
"You didn't lose." Garen said coldly and solemnly. He stood up straight and his body shook. The blood all over his body was immediately shaken away and spilled to the ground. All wounds on his body were closed directly and temporarily stopped.
He pointed his hand in the direction of Leo and his group.
A black cloak was immediately thrown over there. He grabbed it and wrapped it around his body, completely covering his whole body.
"Let's go, this time the goal has been achieved." He turned around and strode in the opposite direction. There was no sign of any injuries.
"Next time, next time, I will beat you!"
Boxing champion Leo was the first to catch up, followed closely by Cynthia and Jack.
"A year ago, a man named Xianflan also came here. We both suffered losses. If you meet this person, be careful." Palosha's voice came from behind.
"Xianflan" Garen paused, continued walking in the direction he came in, and soon disappeared.