"I don't know, there is no suitable reference for comparison. Anyway, it is enough to be strong. Maybe we really don't need to do it this time." Su Lin laughed easily. "I grew up listening to the name of the Secret Service. It is a special authority in the Federation, and none of its members are ordinary characters. It is responsible for solving some special incidents that broke out in various places."
"That might indeed be very powerful." Garen nodded in agreement. "It's best if we don't have to do it. By the way, when will the disgusting old man with the gun come over?"
"Disgusting old man? You mean Dragon King Yoda?" Su Lin was speechless, "He said he wants to act alone. He will naturally appear when he should appear."
"Could it be that he was so scared that he ran away?" Garen said disdainfully.
"." Su Lin really didn't know what expression to use other than a wry smile. "Forget it, I will probably arrange the area. You are in charge of the younger sister's side, and Yoda is with me. Is it okay?"
"No problem, there just happens to be a martial arts coach who can use the cover."
"That's not a cover for you, I think you really want to teach Ai Ruixi something." Su Lin was helpless.
"She's too old." Garen shook his head. In fact, he himself is not very old, only 17 years old, but because of Mi Wu, he looks like he is in his twenties. In fact, his appearance is far more mature than his actual age.
"You can teach me something." Su Lin also knew that age was a problem. "I'll go and see Yoda first. Tomorrow is the deadline for the black card. According to Anshaluo's rules, starting from receiving the black card, the second to seventh days is the time limit for them to do it. There is no exception."
"Oh, I see."
Garen lightly threw a stone, which floated more than ten times into the water.
Watching Su Lin leave from the lake and walk into the manor.
He also stood up.
"After the exchange meeting, there is no way to improve." He felt a little uncomfortable.
The progress after entering the fighter level has been completely stabilized. Without doom antiques to absorb, attributes and skills cannot be improved.
Now he can only rely on the fourth-rate secret martial arts that he had previously practiced as the direction of improvement.
Yanliu Hand and Iron Yin Palm. These two kinds of kung fu are his barely possible ways to improve.
It's a pity that Iron Shadow Palm accumulates toxins too slowly.
He raised his hands and spread them out.
Unlike the fair skin on other parts of his body, the skin on his hands was slightly darkened.
Look at the status on the skill bar.
'Iron Yin Palm: The accumulation has not reached the entry standard. '
I don't know how many toxins I need to accumulate to get started. However, judging from the time cycle of ordinary low-level secret martial arts, I am afraid that the accumulated time is not as simple as previously thought.
As for Yanliu Shou, it is also a practice of hands-on kung fu, and the progress is slower than that of Tieyin Palm. It feels the same now as it did when it first started. The status is still not started.
Garen was a little irritable.
But immediately he slowly relaxed himself, this kind of mood is not suitable for the display of martial arts.
"There is no attribute improvement, and there is no progress in low-level secret martial arts. Do you have to go to other secret martial arts sects to collect other simpler secret martial arts?" He frowned slightly.
Ever since the battle with Andreira, he felt that he had reached his limit. There is no special way, it is difficult to go further.
He originally planned to collect low-level secret martial arts everywhere, but Su Lin's matter is more troublesome and needs to be dealt with in advance. This is the next step here.
Originally, I thought that I had two unfinished secret martial arts, and there was still room for improvement, but I didn't expect that after so long, it was still the same, and the progress was weak.
He had an intuition that the problem might not be with him. But in Miwu itself.
"Could it be that Mi Wu itself needs a special talent and physique?"
He closed his eyes and looked towards the skill bar.
There are no extra symbols behind Iron Yin Palm and Yanliu Hand.
"If this is not the case, then it may be that the secret martial arts itself is incomplete, and the martial arts hall has not been fully collected. The progress of these two secret martial arts should still have key external forces that have not been written, just like the bursting boxing method and Baiyun secret method when they were practicing. It’s the same as when you need to take that kind of quenching body pill, and it’s not written in the secret martial arts book. Obviously this is a special secret recipe, and it will not be recorded in the word of mouth.” Recalling the speed and speed of practicing giant stone skills and iron body. Garen became more and more sure that it should be the reason.
"It seems that we have to go to other places as soon as possible to find the missing parts of these two secret martial arts. This kind of low-level secret martial arts is very popular, so it should be easy to find. This matter is over, I have to visit other secret martial arts sects .”
Thinking of the Mi Wu Sect, Garen suddenly remembered the recently established organization, Nantian Shengquan Sect, and he was one of the three-day generals who had been temporarily appointed in it.
"At any rate, I can be regarded as a member of it. With so many sects merging, it should be fine for me to look at other materials other than non-inherited secret books, right?"
He suddenly had the urge to visit the Nantian Shengquan Gate.
"Moreover, to be able to get the title of White Bird Holy Fist Palosha, just in time to experience the power of the rumored strongest fist!"
Holy Fist Holy Fist!
Only by being extraordinary can one be called a saint!
A boxing method that can be honored as a holy fist must have surpassed the general secret martial arts by too much, and it will be called a holy fist when it reaches the level of a qualitative difference.
Among the boxing fighters of the older generation, Shiratori Shengquan is a well-deserved pinnacle figure of the era.
Thinking of the possibility of witnessing this kind of top-notch martial arts, Garen's heart also faintly boiled.
"As soon as Su Lin's matter is over, go to Nantian Shengquanmen!"
He made a decision directly.
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Afterwards, Garen accompanied Su Lin's sister Ai Ruixi to get up early every day to practice martial arts, and taught her some basic skills training methods. These training methods are absolutely suitable training methods summed up by the seniors.
It is the foundation of the Giant Elephant Sect. Without the hands-on teaching of the master, it is impossible to practice the authentic purpose.
The basic exercises have no power and lethality, they are just exercises for exercise.
The subtleties of each of these actions have different levels of requirements. It is a perfect movement that can avoid hidden injuries to the greatest extent and achieve the purpose of exercise to the greatest extent.
Moreover, Garen, as a master, needs to adjust the amount of exercise at any time based on Ai Ruixi's physique. Different people have different physical strengths and different emphasis. These all need to be considered.
It is also necessary to prepare suitable recipes and potions for bruises.
At the same time, he is also trying to use the tiny toxins outside to try to stimulate the iron palm, such as insect poisons, plant toxins, etc., to see if the effect can be achieved. But unfortunately, Iron Yin Palm has no reaction to other toxins from the outside world.
It became more and more certain that Garen needed some kind of external assistance to really meet the standard.
As for the Yanliu hands, Garen could feel the progress by practicing according to the standard practice every day, but the speed was so slow that people could ignore it.
According to his estimation, without a few years of effort, there is no way to get started. It seems that Yanliu Shou is also a secret martial arts similar to Iron Yin Palm, some unknown thing plays a key role, so it is impossible to achieve it quickly.
While teaching Ai Ruixi, there was no movement for five consecutive days.
Until the last day, news finally came from Surin.
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On a small hillside near the manor.
A middle-aged man dressed like an aristocrat slowly stepped on the thick fallen leaves, looking at the manor and lake below.
The man's hair is dark golden, his shawl is spread out, his eyes are clear pink, as if shining in the faint sunlight, extremely beautiful.
He held a black whip in his hand, coiled and pinched, and looked like a nobleman who was out hunting.
"This is Crohn's manor?"
"Yes." A masked man in green came out from behind a tree trunk on the right. He is almost integrated with the whole environment, it is difficult to distinguish.
"Cron Befatalia. He is one of the two commanders of the Southern Supreme Command. The rank is lieutenant general. The other party also knew of our arrival in advance, and now there are people from the secret service in the manor."
"Secret agency?" The man was slightly stunned. "It's really a big deal. I've heard of the notorious agency of the Federation before. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to meet this time. The director named Wellington is also here?"
"Yes."
"Then let's wait for everyone to arrive. But anyway, this time we will dispatch as a whole. Forget it, let Anshaluo have a headache, anyway, I didn't arrange it." The man said lightly.
"Wellington"
Another deep voice came from behind the man.
"The last time I saw him was thirteen years ago." The voice was hoarse, and along with the voice, a figure in a black cloak came out from behind the man.
"You're here? Anshaluo, how do we solve this time? Let's see what we can do." The man with pink eyes turned sideways and asked.
"No need, go in, kill the target, and then leave." An Shaluo said lightly.
"Are you joking?"
"This time I will do it myself."
The middle-aged man with pink eyes froze for a moment, and didn't say what he wanted to say.
"When everyone is here, let's do it. Since Kron doesn't accept my deal, he is doomed today." An Shaluo's black eyes under the cloak stared at the manor below.
"Actually, I've always wanted to ask a question." The pink-eyed man said, "Is it worth dispatching all of our four generals just for one thing?"
"You don't understand, I will explain to you afterwards." Ansara replied hoarsely.
The man stared fixedly at the eyes under the cloak.
The atmosphere suddenly became dull.
After a long time, he spoke again.
"Well, I hope you can give us a perfect explanation."
"We will follow in your footsteps as always, this is our promise back then." An indifferent female voice came from the tree on the right.
It was a green-haired woman sitting on a tree branch. She wore a white blindfold and only one eye was open.
"You won't be disappointed." Anshaluo said softly. "Let's go."
He took the lead and walked slowly towards the manor down the mountain.
The pink-eyed man followed closely behind, and a large group of green shadows faintly flashed on both sides of the forest, and there were small rustling sounds.
"Golden Sword Seat Ansara, I hope you don't get lost." The woman on the tree murmured.
(end of this chapter)