I don't know how long it took, the sun was completely bright, and Garen pressed on every step of the way, and the speed of improvement was still a little faster than that of Anshaluo who had used the secret method. The two finally stopped on a cliff.
At this time, the two of them were already far away from the original place.
The cliff is high and protruding, the white cliff face is dark green, and the dark green is full of lush and lush pine trees.
The two stood on the rocky ground among the scattered large pine trees.
An Shaluo stood on the top of the cliff, and Garen stood downwind.
"Stop running?"
Ansara wiped the dried blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Want the blood of longevity?"
Garen was slightly taken aback.
An Shaluo smiled and continued.
"You and I are both at the peak of hard qigong. In this world, the peak of hard qigong is almost only in the single digits? Why do you have to chase me down?"
"You almost killed my friends and family, and you almost killed me. That's the reason." Garen shook his head and explained. "There was no enmity between us. If we change places, maybe we will still be friends. It's a pity."
"Yeah. It's a pity." An Shaluo also sighed. Raising his arms, his hands were covered with densely scalded blisters, which were the effect of the ruby palm. "Have you seen Palosha?"
"how?"
"The you now are just like him back then." An Shaluo seemed to recall the past memories. "Back when Palosha hadn't become a boxing saint, he was just like you. He was invincible among the younger generation, even compared with the older generation of fighters. It's a pity."
"What a pity?" Garen stared at him calmly.
"It's a pity that you don't have his grandeur."
Garen narrowed his eyes.
"Are you accusing me of taking advantage of others in a disguised form? When the opportunity comes, it is natural to seize it. Isn't this human nature?"
"You can't surpass him after all." An Shaluo smiled slightly, stepped a little, jumped back immediately, and landed on the edge of the cliff top.
"It's only natural to seize the opportunity to achieve your goal. Otherwise, you wouldn't have fallen to this point now." Garen pressed on step by step, walking up. "Is that person your friend just now? Get rid of you, and I'll let him accompany you right away."
"You still don't understand." An Shaluo shook his head slowly, "This is the gap between you two."
He looked up at the blue sky.
"Invincible, invincible. As long as he is alive, no one will be his opponent. Across time, standing at the top of the era. Looking forward to the next meeting."
He smiled slightly, and unexpectedly fell backwards, falling off the cliff.
Garen was startled, and quickly rushed over to look down.
On the cliff wall where Anshaluo fell, there was a protruding black knife protruding deep. Anshaluo held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slid down all the way with a hiss, leaving a deep knife mark.
Further down, another black knife was inserted into the broken wall. Going back and forth in this way, it quickly fell to the bottom of the cliff hundreds of meters high, and there were two black horses waiting there.
A black cloak sat firmly on one of the horses, looking up at Garen.
From a distance, Garen saw the other person's face.
It was a pretty woman's face, with a white patch over one eye.
"The third general Charlotte" Garen murmured. "You were also in the forest just now, but unfortunately, you are still late. How much can An Shaluo recover from such a serious injury at his age?"
An Shaluo was poisoned by the heat and poison of his ruby palm, and his injuries were compounded. After chasing him for so long, he had no time to heal his injuries. His body at this age was definitely seriously injured.
Knowing that the chase was hopeless, Garen turned around and ran in the original direction.
He must go to meet Celine, Su Lin and others as soon as possible, although the main target of the wolf clan is not them, but the fire finch mother. But in that kind of quantity, it is inevitable that there may be accidental injury.
Returning along the same road, Garen reached out and touched the golden sword holder in his trouser pocket. This pen holder-sized thing was not damaged in the fierce battle just now, and he was always paying attention to protecting it from heavy blows.
A steady stream of cool air flowed into Garen's mind.
As he ran back, he checked the dark red attribute bar below his field of vision from time to time.
The item of potential is slowly but firmly increasing, although it is not as fast as the one-off doom antique, but it is still not slow.
After fighting fiercely with Anshaluo all the way, the potential point has exceeded 200% at this time.
'Power 2.66. Agility 1.82. Constitution 2.15. Intelligence 1.53. Potential 214%. '
"I can't even keep the seriously injured Anshaluo. It seems that my strength is still far behind. I don't know how terrifying Anshaluo's strength will be at the peak. He is indeed a man standing at the pinnacle of the era." Some regrets.
"Should I add attributes first, or upgrade secret martial arts first?" He hesitated. Now he has two secret weapons, the Giant Elephant Secret Weapon and the Red Jade Palm, and the rest of the secret weapons have been combined into an enhanced effect.
"The current Red Jade Palm is used as a sneak attack, and it can barely hurt An Shaluo, but the damage caused is not serious, and there is no effect that can determine the outcome of a single move. It can be used as an additional effect in ordinary fighting skills. If you can improve the Red Jade Palm It should be much stronger than the giant elephant secret martial arts, but the rest of the exercises are all with Celine, if she finds out that I have practiced the ruby palm so quickly, there may be trouble."
Garen hesitated.
Sensing the continuous stream of golden sword seats, it seems that there is an endless flow of potential.
"Forget it, let's stabilize the injury first. The two palms were blocked by Anshaluo's Seven Dragon Gate earlier, and the opposite palm also suffered some hidden injuries in the end."
He immediately fixed his gaze on the physique column.
The constitution of 0.3 increased rapidly, and the constitution quickly changed from 2.15 to 2.45.
He suddenly felt numb all over, his muscles and bones began to feel a little itchy, and a cool air flowed from his head, swimming around his body, feeling as refreshing as soaking in cold water on a hot day. The previously dark wound on the palm of the hand also quickly became extremely comfortable.
"There's still a little attribute." Garen felt the increasing potential breath, hesitated for a while, and didn't use it any more.
Adding attributes is equivalent to increasing the overall physical potential for a long time. After a long time, it will become stronger and stronger in the future. Even in a normal state, it is extremely powerful.
As for the skill-enhanced secret martial arts, it can take effect for a short time and increase the strength immediately. However, the power of secret martial arts is limited, and it will be difficult to improve it later. At most, it can be combined into a strengthening effect, but the power is actually fixed. Once Mi Wu is not used, it will not be very powerful in itself.
And the important point is that the attribute itself is strong enough, and any secret martial arts practiced will become far stronger than ordinary martial artists. This is the foundation is strong enough. The attribute applies to any secret martial arts.
The improvement of the secret martial arts may improve the physical fitness to a certain extent, but it is very limited, mainly due to the power of the secret martial arts itself. It's just a big increase at the beginning.
One is long-term and the other is present.
"Let's wait until we have saved enough." Garen resisted the urge to use up attributes. Constantly sprinting through the pine forest.
Soon, the ruins and tombs behind the abandoned village gradually appeared in the distance, and the corpses of wolves could be seen all over the ground through the forest.
The wolf leader with a black mane was nailed to the trunk of a large pine tree with a silver long sword, hanging in the air.
The scene was bloody, showing a mixture of dark red and dark green.
The entire grassland was almost soaked in plasma, and there were werewolf stumps and corpses everywhere. Some werewolves had their heads separated from their bodies and fell to the ground. Some are completely cut into two pieces from the beginning to the end. There are also being cut in half, cut obliquely, and there are all kinds of ways to die.
The whole meadow was dead silent.
When Garen stepped on the ground, it felt like stepping into a thick wet blanket. Every time the leather boots were lifted, there would be a sound of water, which was the sound of the blood-soaked grass being squeezed.
The stench was extremely pungent, Garen frowned slightly, and walked through the large werewolf corpses to the entrance of the tomb.
The entrance to the tomb has been blocked by rubble, which appears to have collapsed from the inside.
"Sulin!!"
Garen shouted loudly.
"Celine!!"
He shouted and walked towards the village house.
"Sulin, Celine! Are you dead?!"
Soon, Garen returned to the building where the three of them hid before, and there was a dark silence inside. He walked quickly up the stairs.
Go up the second floor, then the third floor, to the room where you hid first.
The door creaked open.
There were three people, two, one, and one, lying on the floor in the room. Su Lin and Celine were there, and there was a young man who was seen at the witcher, who seemed to be a policeman.
The three of them lay on their backs, not knowing whether they were injured or not.
Garen squatted down and checked. The three of them were just unconscious. There was no physical injury, but their clothes were a little tattered.
He was relieved that he was not injured. He walked to the corner of the separated room, found flint from the bag he brought, and piled up some pieces of wooden furniture to start a fire.
Start a fire, pour some hot water in a metal can and bring it to a boil.
He himself sat quietly on the side, waiting for the three to wake up.
After a while, Celine was the first to groan, and slowly got up from the ground, rubbing her head with a painful expression on her face.
The first thing this guy does when he gets up is to check his clothes.
She was wearing the same white T-shirt and jeans as Garen, but it had become tattered and full of holes.
"When did you come back?" Celine looked at Garen who was sitting on the side.
"Just now, not long ago." Garen poured out the hot water, put it in a paper cup and blew gently, waiting for the water to cool down slightly. "Wait until one more wakes up, and we'll leave here. So many people in the wolf tribe have died, we will never let it go. It's better not to get involved."
He glanced at Celine's clothes and noticed several neat cuts. "You did it?"
Celine gave him a blank look. "If I don't do it, these two will be out of breath! That fire sparrow mother with a sword is too strong."
When she recalled it now, there was still some horror in her eyes.
"It's simply not human's swordsmanship!! It's just a random swing, and a red light flies out of the sword, and then turns into a red line, breaking whatever happens! It's too scary." Celine touched her hand slowly. Belt, there is a scorched black mark on one part of the white belt.
"This is the place to block Firefinch Mother's sword. Fortunately, he only uses this kind of sword technique occasionally, and it is normal sword technique at other times."
(end of this chapter)