This kind of coordination is already the limit of a strong one, and any further improvement is just a slight improvement. He has already understood that the explosive boxing technique, Baiyun Secret Technique, and Baiyun Fighting Technique are all basic parts, just like the limbs of a giant elephant. Practicing these
Martial arts are to cultivate the limbs of the giant elephant. The stronger these are, the better the foundation will be, and the stronger the effect of the final integration of the giant elephant secret martial arts will be.
The function of the Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts is to combine all these together to form a real giant white elephant. The characteristics of the Giant Elephant formed by different people are also different, which is related to the physical quality, the explosive boxing technique practiced, and the level of the White Cloud Secret Technique.
Garen's own Baiyun Secret Technique has reached an unprecedented level, his explosive boxing technique has reached the intermediate level of Xiaocheng, and Baiyun's fighting skills are also intermediate. Coupled with his most shameless and powerful physical fitness, this kind of body exceeds the physical limits of ordinary people.
The qualities are all combined and formed into a terrifying and perverted super level by the secret weapon.
This martial art was only a third-rate secret martial art, but he had just cultivated it to a level that no one had ever understood with his weird powers.
No other member of the Baiyun sect has ever practiced secret martial arts on such a strong basis. Basically, they start practicing the other items after laying the foundation. After all, the explosive fist technique and the Baiyun secret technique are all very time-consuming martial arts. If
After you have completed all the training, you can practice Secret Martial Arts again. It will probably be normal.
Calculated, this may not be possible even at the age of forty. Even the most talented ones can only reach the intermediate level of explosive boxing and Baiyun fighting skills. The Baiyun secret method is at the intermediate level at most, and has not even reached the advanced level. It is unprecedented with Garen.
The Dacheng level is too far apart.
No one knows what changes will occur when Dacheng's Baiyun Secret Technique is combined into the Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts. The position of the Baiyun Secret Technique in the Secret Martial Arts is like the heart of the giant elephant, unifying the strength and explosive power of the whole body.
Garen himself didn't know what state he had reached. He only knew that he was stronger than before. Stronger than when he went to the Golden Circle Party!
Follow the original route to the previous arena.
"Where is the master now?" he asked as he walked.
"The next game will be the finals. The top ten will be determined. Master will also watch the game then." Ke Ling explained simply. "Now he should be with other gym leaders."
Garen nodded and said no more. The note made him feel a little heavy. He didn't know who handed the note, but...
A hint of coldness flashed across his face, and Garen increased his speed. In the corridor along the way, all the disciples belonging to the twelve southern sects gave way to him with respect on their faces.
"I heard that Senior Brother Garen has been rated as the number one person among the top ten! Senior Brother Andrela personally evaluated it!"
"Senior brother Jialong has been called the senior brother with the greatest potential to enter the top ten this time, together with senior brother Ni Shixing from the Star Ring Sect."
"The next game is the finals, hurry up and get a seat!"
Along the way, whispers from the students broke into the ears of the four people from time to time. Gallon turned a deaf ear, but the other three gradually showed a hint of pride on their faces.
Baiyun Sect has never had this honor. As a small third-rate sect, its skills are limited. Even if it has extremely talented disciples, they have never reached this level. Each disciple can only participate three times in a row at most, and there are
There is an age limit. The senior sister and two senior brothers have already passed the limit. When they participated, they were far from this level of evaluation.
Now that Galleons have reached it, the three of them are walking with their chests slightly puffed out, no longer the same as before.
After passing through several corridors, Garen strode into the original arena room. In the crowded arena, there were already people waiting for him on the white ring.
A man with a well-proportioned broomstick head, his hands tied with white bandages, and a rebellious look. He was bare-chested, wearing white shorts, and only wore a shoe on his right foot, which looked weird.
Garen glanced at his feet subconsciously.
The man's right foot was carefully removed, and it turned out that it was not a shoe, but was painted with a black pattern that looked like a shoe. In fact, both feet were bare.
"Senior Brother Garen, please come on stage." the referee said loudly.
The arena soon became quiet, and the onlookers made way for the four Gallons to pass. Most people looked at him expectantly, but only a small number looked at him impolitely.
Garen strode to the edge of the ring, turned over and stood up.
"Iron Fist Club, Carlos." The bandaged man raised one hand in front of him, put his fist on his waist with the other hand, and stood up, assuming a solemn posture.
"Baiyunmen Garen." Garen glanced at his opponent, without even putting up a boxing stance, and looked sideways at the referee, "Can we start?"
"Start!" The referee rang the bell decisively and quickly got off the stage. Just kidding, he is already a master at this level of fighting. A referee like him will be accidentally injured if he is not careful.
As soon as he finished speaking, Carlos struck out with a fierce punch and struck Garon in the right face in an arc.
The distance of several meters between the two people was actually crossed by him in one step, and his fist was like a sickle piercing Garen's right face. Because of his extremely fast speed, he could only see the flash of a phantom formed, like the blade of a sickle.
The same sharp and sharp shadow.
"What a fast speed!" Garen was shocked. He only had time to raise his elbow, and he could almost feel the skin on his face being blown by the wind of the fist.
Bang!
The two fists and elbows intertwined, Garen blocked with his right hand, and grabbed the opponent's face with his left hand. His arm shot out like a spring, using a standard shooting pattern. The explosive force made a sound of wind.
Snap!
There was another crisp sound, and all the moves the two men made to attack each other were blocked.
Immediately after the distance between the two of them was less than half a meter, Carlos's spike-like elbows attacked Garen like a storm. The vital parts were blocked, and the rest of the parts hit the muscles and had no effect after a violent shock.
, but the skin is slightly red.
The popping sounds like raindrops were extremely dense.
Carlos' face became more and more gloomy. Garen's hard Qigong was so powerful that it could not even penetrate his shock. It only caused a slight redness in the skin, which he had never thought of before.
However, there will naturally be no weaklings at this level of competition. He has already been mentally prepared.
"Kick!" Carlos yelled violently. His right foot shot up and went straight to Garon's chin. It turned into a gray shadow, moving at a messy speed.
Bang!
Garen didn't have time to react, so he was kicked hard, and his head was slightly raised. But he laughed ferociously, ignored it, and took the opportunity to grab the opponent's shoulder with his right arm. He moved his foot to Carlos's feet.
There was a muffled sound, and Carlos was pushed directly to the ring.
Garen didn't hesitate, and struck down hard with his elbow.
With a bang, a small cement pit appeared on the ring.
Carlos rolled over to avoid the blow, rolled to the side and stood up again a few meters away, looking at the cement pit on the ground with lingering fear. This kind of arena is made of high-strength special cement, which is very expensive and brings with it
It came with a very strong hardness, almost ten times that of ordinary cement, and now it was shattered so easily under the power of galleons.
"If I hadn't escaped the second move just now..." He suddenly coughed in a low voice, and a mouthful of phlegm suddenly hit his throat, and his back felt like stabbing pain.
He turned his face and spit out the phlegm. It was completely bloody phlegm, blood red, and it stuck to the floor of the arena.
"Enough!" When he got excited, Carlos' accent suddenly turned into a weird, rollicking accent. He didn't know where the accent came from.
"You're not bad either." Garen laughed softly, putting aside a trace of worry in his heart for the time being. "Come again!"
He kicked off his feet, his elbows pointed, and his whole body rushed forward like a drill.
The combination of the left elbow with the punching form, coupled with the impact of the stepping form, and the integrated use of the four major forms are the true changes after he obtained the secret weapon.
This is the same trick he used to kill the fat man just now.
When Carlos rushed in front of him, he smiled and suddenly lowered his body and kicked Garon's lower body.
Bang!
Carlos kicked Gallon's calf accurately, but his expression changed immediately and he wanted to roll away, but it was already too late.
The opponent's calf was as motionless as an iron wall. This was the result of the huge difference in strength. Moreover, his direct kick did not cause any damage to the opponent at all, not even a scratch!
Just kidding! This kick is usually powerful enough to punch through two sandbags side by side!
I saw Garen clasping his hands together and falling down with his elbows downward, like a mountain.
It's too late!
Carlos didn't hesitate and felt cruel.
"Protruding feet!"
He kicked his legs up violently, and his toes were like spikes piercing Garon's chest and abdomen one after another.
boom!
The two collided hard and the whole arena shook violently.
The entire arena suddenly fell silent.
Garen slowly stood up and looked down at Carlos, who was vomiting blood.
"No matter how fast you are or how fast your rhythm is, I just need to hit you once."
The referee then quickly came on stage to ring the bell.
"Baiyunmen Kalong wins!!"
coax!!
There was a burst of fierce cheers from the audience, and the entire arena was noisy. Most of the disciples of the Twelve Southern Sects were extremely excited.
Garen shook his head and watched the medical staff come up to lift the seriously injured Carlos. He looked down at his chest, where two red spots were clearly visible, and the skin was slightly swollen.
"As expected of a master who has mastered Zhen. It is much more lethal than ordinary people. If it were stronger, it could break my defense."
"The next game is at the finals venue, which is the open-air finals venue outside. It starts tomorrow morning." The referee said cautiously on the side, "Today's preliminary rounds are over, and tomorrow will be the finals where the top ten will be ranked.
"
"That means I can go back and rest now?" Garen asked.
"Yes."
Garon jumped off the ring. The white clothes on his body had become tattered. Carlos's two feet just tore all the clothes on his chest into pieces. He simply tore off his upper clothes and walked out of the room naked.
"Big brother, it's finally the finals!" Ke Lingjiali and others looked extremely excited.
"At such a critical moment, who knows where this guy Rimlido has gone!?" Simon complained softly.
"That guy hasn't come yet?" Garen frowned, "Forget it, just leave him alone. You can just go back and rest first. I'll take a shower first."
"It's senior brother!" The three people immediately replied respectfully. Now the image of Garen in their hearts is no longer the ordinary tall and authoritative one.
Garen nodded and walked toward the left side of the corridor alone. From time to time, there were disciples from the Twelve South Gates around him who looked at him with reverence and moved out of the way.
He once again defeated Carlos of the Iron Fist Club, and his reputation suddenly reached an extremely prominent level. The Iron Fist Club was ranked ninth, but Carlos was indeed in the top ten last time, and this time he was defeated. Garen was stepping on him to rise to the top.