"You know me, but you still dare to do such a heavy hand?" Garen narrowed his eyes and said calmly.
"Don't blame them. They actually didn't know about this relationship at first. It wasn't until later that it became clear. Okay, let's not talk about this. Su Lin and I will get up from where we fell. We can solve it ourselves, so don't worry about it.
"Otherwise, if you take action again, you will be embarrassed this time." Celine shook her head helplessly. "By the way, I heard that you and Andrela from the Star Ring Gate got together?"
"You know it too?"
"Please, you two are both representatives of the behemoth in the south, and your reputation is too high. But this time the Demon Elephant Sect is in trouble, and you two have joined forces, the Red Sand Sword will definitely follow in your footsteps. Plus the Nantian Holy Fist
Due to the relationship between you and me, the entire southern martial arts world is dominated by you." Celine sighed, "From now on, if you go out and anyone dares to mess with me, I will tell you your name!"
"You'd better forget it." Garen shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed.
"By the way, do you want the secret weapon of Ruby Palm?"
"Of course, the more secret weapons the better, of course they are needed. Are you willing to hand them over all?" Garen looked at Celine amusedly.
"I've already passed it all to Su Lin, so you can't delay it any longer. Besides, you might not like Ruby Palm anymore." Xilin curled her lips.
"Who said that?" Garen smiled, "Miwu can enrich its arsenal without practicing it. If our Baiyun Sect wants to develop and grow, we are still far behind other major sects in this aspect. Moreover, different disciples have different qualifications.
If you have more secret martial arts, you might be able to fully screen out the disciples’ all-round qualifications.”
"I'll give it to you later." Celine sighed and carefully looked at the current Galen. Her eyes were somewhat envious and speechless.
"You are incredibly powerful now. Have you made a new breakthrough this time?"
"You guessed it right. Where is that little tail? Why didn't you see it in the manor?"
"Following the eight-armed dragon king, that kid found out that he was amazingly talented in firearms, so he simply followed Yoda to the military base to play free shooting. It has been fully closed training for two months now." Celine said helplessly, "Unexpectedly, he even
It's outrageous that I, the number one teacher, don't care."
Garen chuckled softly.
"Okay, hurry up and tell me what's behind the ruby palm. It's rare that I have time, otherwise I'll have to leave again in a few days."
"OK."
One of them talks and the other notes.
Celine only said everything once and Garen memorized it. This made Celine, who had worked so hard to memorize the secret martial arts, extremely unbalanced. Her eyes looking at Garen had completely turned into envy and jealousy.
Next, Garen stayed at the manor for two days, massaging and invigorating the blood of the two of them to make sure that they were indeed fine. Then he left the news that he might have to go out for a long time to prepare the two of them mentally, and finally left.
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Afterwards, Garen went to the Red Sand Sword Gate, discussed some matters with the gate owner, and visited Biou, who was already recovering. Then he went to the July Gate and the Round Dance Gate for separate visits.
Time flies by, and it will soon be March
Garen's final station was set at Weimarn City, the headquarters of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect. Weimarn City is close to the Yunque Mountains and the Yunque Mountain Falls. From there, it was the closest.
The retreat of White Bird Holy Fist Parosa is Skylark Mountain Falls.
He decided to wait here for Palosha to leave customs and inform Palosha about the March agreement. This time he went to Smoke Island. If Palosha joined him, it would be much safer. Otherwise, it would be up to the three of them.
One person is no match for the number of people in Immortal Palace.
"Southern Holy Fist Sect"
In front of the gate of a contiguous white building complex, there is a black stone tablet inserted diagonally on the ground, with these words engraved on it with iron paintings and silver hooks. The letters of the Federation have also been carved with a strong artistic conception calligraphy.
Garen stood in front of the stone tablet, with the masters from the Holy Fist Sect behind him and in front of him. He gently touched the stone tablet, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Who wrote the words on this tablet?"
"He is the sect leader of the previous generation." Korbela, the general within the sect, explained with a smile. "The Nantian Holy Fist Sect is not a sect that was created at random, but a major sect that once existed and has a long history."
"I've heard about this." Garen nodded in agreement and glanced at the experts around him.
Standing behind are two elders from the sect. Their strength is considered to be stronger than that of the fighters. It is not a problem to go out and establish a small sect. They are much stronger than Fei Baiyun back then.
The people waiting in front were three middle-aged men and women whose strength was infinitely close to that of fighters. Although they probably couldn't break through at this age, it was still good to come out to support their appearance.
Waiting under the gate not far away are two masters of martial arts in different clothes. Judging from their energy, they should be weaker than the generals of Kobela's level.
There are three generals in the Holy Fist Sect. Garen is now revered as a divine general, as famous as Palosha and second only to him. His title is the second divine general.
The vacant positions of generals will naturally be promoted by the fighters within the sect.
As a sect that can compete with the Black Label Association, the Nantian Holy Fist Sect cannot naturally only have three fighters, but only those who can reach the level of boxing king and general! There are still too few. In total, except for Garonpalosha...
The total number is no more than five
Although it can't compare with long-established sects like Red Sand Sword Star Huanmen, it is already strong enough to be able to produce five fighters.
This time, Galen happened to be here, and the Nantian Holy Fist Sect was holding an elite ranking competition within the sect. In fact, they were taking this opportunity to announce the candidates for the new generals.
Sect leader Bondi has decided that all fighters at the level will be designated as Heavenly Generals. Anyway, now that the black mark will disappear, without specific opponents, the Nantian Holy Fist Sect will gradually loosen up. This title of Heavenly General is equivalent to
A flag that several fighters in the door wanted to grab.
Since everyone wants it, let’s just get one for each of the five fighters. There are also interest disputes among these new generals, so the Elite Ranking Tournament came into being to resolve the interests within the sect.
Allocate opportunities to show your strength.
The Nantian Holy Fist Sect is originally an organization composed of various sects and factions. This kind of ranking competition is related to their own interests, and the fight is fierce.
I happened to meet Garen as soon as he arrived.
"Lord Garen, please." A middle-aged man who came forward said in a deep voice, while turning sideways to let Garen go first.
"You're welcome." Garen smiled and strode forward.
A group of people followed him closely, like stars surrounding him.
Walking into the gate, there are square playgrounds divided into squares. The white playground is like a chessboard, and sparsely populated martial arts practitioners are standing on each square.
Some of them are no more than ten years old, and some look to be at least fifty or sixty, which is a very wide range.
Shouts and shouts kept coming from the playground, which seemed full of energy and vitality.
Gallon, led by Cobera, walked to the left along the playground. A group of people surrounded him, which was very eye-catching.
Soon, everyone came to a large venue at the top on the left. The outer walls of the venue were gray and the architectural style looked like it had been used for court proceedings.
Outside the venue, the leader of the Holy Fist Sect, Bondi, together with the Great Elder, were already standing on the steps waiting for Garen.
"Welcome, Lord Garen, the Second God General."
"Anyway, the title is up to you, just don't call me Holy Elephant." Garen replied with a smile.
A group of people walked into the venue together, and there were two disciples in white standing in the middle. They had obviously started the elite qualifying match.
The Galleon's position was arranged higher behind the door owner, and there was another empty position next to it, which was the position of Palosha.
After everyone was seated, the master of ceremonies shouted loudly. "On February 28, 2020, the fifth match of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect's qualifying competition will continue!"
clang!
There was the sound of a hammer hitting from one side.
There were hundreds of people sitting in the venue, all of them were masters and elites in the sect. Some were disciples participating in the competition, and some were masters and relatives of the contestants. But most of them were core students from each branch of the sect. They came here just to attend the meeting.
Eye-opening.
As soon as the sound of the hammer was heard, the two players in white suddenly became nervous in the small round field in the middle of the field. They began to slowly circle around each other, as if looking for weaknesses in their opponents.
After walking around for a while, both of them had sweat on their foreheads, obviously they were under too much pressure. The master of the sect, and even the legendary god general were present. The two of them were afraid that they would accidentally make a stupid mistake, so they acted like
Be extremely cautious.
After more than ten minutes, the two finally rushed towards each other at the same time, fists and kicks exchanged, and finally they started fighting head-on.
Amidst the banging sound, the two men completely lost the bravery and full strength that a normal fight would have, and instead acted cautiously, which made people feel depressed. It was almost like a fight within a sect, and it was not called a duel at all.
After a lot of tricks, the slightly taller man, who lacked endurance, was finally hit on the shoulder and sent off directly. The referee, who was impatient with waiting, quickly stepped forward to announce the winner.
The leader of the Holy Fist Sect, who was slightly ahead of Garen, shook his head, his face a little confused.
"You were too careful, and you obviously couldn't let go. You were hesitant to take action, and you didn't use force with determination. I guess it's because Mr. Garen, a master of the Holy Fist General level, is under too much pressure, and both of you are afraid of making a fool of yourself."
"Actually, their basic skills are quite good." Garen smiled and eased the atmosphere.
Then came the second group, still in the same situation. After the beating, the door owner got angry, left his seat alone, and went down to talk to the people below.
The third game was slightly better. Two slender female disciples faced off, with decisive and powerful shots, quick and fast movements, which was pleasing to the eye. This made the senior officials look a little better.
The competition continued until the ninth game. The level gradually increased, and each of the disciples who appeared had reached the level of boxing shock. At the level below the fighter, mastering the shock is the basic necessity for a master. A martial artist who has not mastered the shock is not considered at all.
Not a martial artist.
Whenever the term martial artist is mentioned, in the martial arts world, it must be at least a master who has mastered the power of shock. He can even open a gym in a small place to teach apprentices.