At the same time that the Golden Image Skill was completely completed, the Mutated Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts, as well as the strengthening effects of several hard qigongs, were all transformed into a symbol, which was submerged into the Golden Image Skill bar and transformed into a mysterious symbol again.
‘Golden Statue Skill: The Fifth Level of Dacheng. Part of the Mutated Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts was covered, and part of it was enhanced. Some of the effects conflicted and were erased.’ The meaning of the symbol was directly transmitted to Garen’s mind.
He was also nervous at this moment. If he could not achieve his goal this time, his disguised strength would have declined. Whether the Golden Image Skill is comparable to the mutated Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts depends on the final test.
The skill bar of the Golden Image Skill is gradually fixed and will no longer change after it is formed.
‘Golden Image Skill: The Fifth Level of Dacheng. (Famous for strength, recovery, and defense).
Level 1 defense enhancement. (I used to practice hard qigong to reach the peak of basic transformation.)’
There is no backlash, but the strong hardness will also produce a huge reaction force, so this is not a big problem. I just don’t know if the peak effect of hard Qigong during attack is still preserved.
Garen tried to mobilize his energy and blood to change his body shape. Fortunately, the peak effect was still there, but he couldn't get up to the second stage, and only the first stage remained.
Wei Wei was a little disappointed, and he continued to look at the skill bar.
There are still ten potential points, and the Golden Image Skill can be forcibly improved, and the name has not turned gray.
Without any hesitation, he directly added five potential points.
The internal organs in the body seemed to begin to undergo strange and pleasant changes.
Garen didn't pay much attention to this, but was concentrating on Dacheng's Golden Image Skill.
This secret martial art, which was already at its peak, was at least second-rate, but after adding five points of potential, it underwent strange changes.
A strange symbol appears behind the golden statue.
Garen quickly understood what the representative meant: Forcefully perform the Golden Image Kung Fu, reaching the theoretical limit. The technique has been greatly improved. The name was renamed according to the information.
Jin Xiang Gong's name slowly disappeared, and what reappeared was a new name.
God statue skill!
Garen suddenly felt relieved.
It is the pinnacle of the imagination that only exists in the imagination of the creator of the Golden Statue Kung Fu. No one knows what the effect of the Golden Statue Kung Fu is. Only Garen, who has experienced it personally, knows that at this time, he feels an indescribable energy all over his body. energy.
The God Statue Kung Fu is based on the idea that the gods are high above, unchanging, and overlooking all living beings. Therefore, the God Statue is immutable and eternal. It is impossible to be injured. This is the theoretical pinnacle of the Golden Statue Kung Fu. It requires extremely high Only the spiritual realm can be achieved.
The moment the God Statue Skill was achieved, countless supporting fighting skills continued to flow rapidly through Garen's mind, and his body also quickly adapted to memorize these fighting skills. The giant elephant secret martial arts fighting skills at the top fighter level gradually degraded and became Ordinary proficiency skills. Instead, there is a series of fighting skills after the golden statue breaks through the statue.
call!!
He raised his hand and brought up a large airflow cyclone, and the petals of the leaves and flowers on the surrounding ground were blown out in all directions at the same time.
There is a faint layer of white gold on the back of the hand. It doesn't seem like a human hand.
Garen's hands collided with each other, and a clanging sound was heard.
"Different from the Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts, the Divine Statue Skill is much harder and less flexible." Garen felt that the muscles and skin all over his body had become as hard as metal, but strangely he could bend and move flexibly.
At night, the night breeze blew coldly on my body, and I almost didn't feel it at all. At the corners of the manor building, the hanging chandeliers kept swaying, quietly emitting a dim light.
The entire martial arts arena was vaguely light and dark.
boom!!
An explosion suddenly came from the dark forest in the distance. The rumble was like thunder from far to near, shaking the entire manor.
Garen frowned and looked in that direction. He could still vaguely hear the sound of gunshots.
"mark!"
Soon several servants in white clothes ran out of the main building of the manor. The leader was a middle-aged man with a mustache.
"Master, there are legion soldiers fighting with unknown forces nearby. Our people have gone over to check."
Garen glanced at him.
"Has Winhadon come back?"
"While he's still in Music City, the Felicia Sisterhood matter is a little complicated and hasn't been resolved yet. Last time, he applied for the transfer of more than 40 people." Mark replied respectfully.
"We can't deal with such a small matter. Forget it, send a few districts to inquire. The mountains around here are our property. Anyone who comes in without permission and disobeys the management will be destroyed."
Garen's five fingers moved, making a hissing sound of metal rubbing against each other.
Not long after Mark slowly retreated, two dark figures suddenly jumped up on a wall of the martial arts arena, and then landed lightly on the white stone ground.
Seeing that Garen's eyebrows were raised and he was about to take action, a dark figure immediately raised his hand and made a sound.
"It's me, Garen!"
The dark shadow walked into the light, and Andrela's familiar appearance suddenly appeared.
Another dark figure also followed out of the darkness. This was a handsome man in a black suit. He had a small black beard on his chin and a modest smile on his face, just like the most elegant British gentleman.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Elephant Gallon."
Famous Chinese brand, Shengxiang Flooring....
Well-known brand, Shengxiang Flooring....
Sacred Elephant Floor.......
floor....
plate...
It's like thousands of horses running through my mind, and the echoes keep repeating themselves.
Garen took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to hit someone. His face was blank, "I don't remember that I have this nickname. Who came up with such a stupid title."
"Don't you know? This is the title given to you by the World Martial Arts Federation. Generally, the title of a fighter is based on the boxing and martial arts he is good at as a nickname. Isn't the Holy Elephant Holy Elephant very concise and elegant?" The gentleman asked with some confusion.
.
Garen's face twitched a few times, he took a breath, then shrugged and changed the subject.
"Just thinking of a joke I encountered before, I still like people to call me the Master of Baiyun Sect. Who is your Excellency?"
The man smiled and looked affectionately at Andrela who was aside. The latter immediately shuddered. She smiled reluctantly, stepped forward and introduced.
"This is Stephen Ralph, the King of Nightmares."
Gallon had never seen Andrela behave like this. Looking at the positions of the two of them, he had a vague guess. Before he could respond, he saw Ralph looking at Ann with a melancholy look.
Delela.
"Laila, haven't you accepted my love for you yet? We are obviously naked."
"..."
"..."
A gust of cold wind blew across the venue, and the three of them were stunned for a moment.
Garen felt goosebumps all over his body.
"Two... two of you, please go down and rest first." He managed to squeeze out a sentence and made an invitation. "Mark!"
Mark quickly walked out of the building and bowed to salute.
"Take two distinguished guests to the rest room."
"Yes, Master."
Andrella smiled reluctantly and stayed away from Ralph calmly.
"Ralph, you... you go to rest first, Gallon and I will have a few words first."
Ralph gave him a resentful look. Then he looked at Gallon with admiration, then nodded and followed Mark away.
Gallon and Andrela were left alone in the yard.
Until the footsteps went away, the two of them stood facing each other and still no one spoke first.
"Be careful with Ralph." Andrella forced out a complicated smile bitterly.
"What's going on between you and him?" Garen sat down cross-legged. He could only feel the goosebumps on his body that hadn't gone away yet.
Andrela sat down slowly. The expression on her face became even more bitter.
"This matter has to start from my previous experience when I went out..."
As Andrela spoke frankly, Garon gradually understood what happened.
At the same time, I also gained a deeper understanding of Stephen Ralph, the King of Nightmares.
This Ralph is just a pseudonym for one of them. The Nightmare King has countless identities.
The King of Nightmares with a Thousand Faces, through self-hypnosis and other hypnosis, adjusts his body structure and superimposes hallucinations, which can transform him into men, women, old and young, with various shapes and appearances.
When he turned into a woman, he had a one-night stand with Andrela, and later turned into a man and became gay friends with him. The story in between is mixed with countless blood and tears, and it has completely transcended gender boundaries.
Garen, who thought he was well-informed, felt hairy all over.
"Ralph will change his body appearance every once in a while. He can adjust his body at will, whether it is endocrine or skeletal muscle deformation. This guy is proficient in ancient martial arts from many countries, especially martial arts such as jujitsu. He is well-deserved
Top master." Andrela said helplessly, "In terms of martial arts strength alone, he is almost the same as me now, not to mention other methods such as hypnosis."
Finally he added.
"What you have to pay attention to is that every time the King of Nightmares changes his identity, his personality and temperament will also change accordingly. So don't take him lightly at any time."
Garen nodded speechlessly.
"The King of Nightmares...lives up to his reputation..."
Andrela looked at Galen, her face couldn't help but twitch.
"You have to be careful...that guy probably has a crush on you. Anyone he's attracted to will turn into that person's body in a few days..."
On the martial arts field, the evening wind blew, and two Galleons stood with their hands behind their hands, as if looking up at the stars.
"Who are you!"
"I am Garen!"
"I am Garen!"
"You scumbag with a strength of five! Who allowed you to pretend to be me!"
"Hmph! How dare you pretend to be me! You are being treasonous!"
"Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts!!"
"Everything returns!!"
Andrela suddenly shuddered, interrupting the scene in his mind. According to his impression of Garen, the possibility of this scene in his mind happening is quite high...
Garen's face was blank, and he obviously had a bad association.
"Then how was this situation solved before?"
"In the past, he would knock out the main character and lock him up, pretending to be himself for a while, and then return to his old ways when he got tired of playing. Of course it's impossible for you, it depends on how you deal with it." Andrela said helplessly. "But he
Generally, there are several fixed identities. This Stephen Ralph is one of them, and he is also the number one in the Siren organization. There is also another identity that is relatively fixed, and you will see it after a while." (Unfinished)
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