Garen's face darkened slightly. Palosha in front of him was like a very ordinary little old man, with a kind face and kind eyes, without any signs of a fighter, nor any incomparably powerful spirit. It's just that he understands that being able to survive in such a horrible and harsh environment here, and seem to be living well, is not something ordinary people can do.
"Fighting a year ago? Senior Palosha, I am also one of the heavenly generals of the Nantian Shengquan Sect. As a fellow disciple, it shouldn't be included in the scope of sealing fists, right?"
Palosha smiled.
"Son, my boxing is completely different from yours. Your boxing and secret martial arts have really reached the pinnacle. I can see that your hard qigong is almost at the level of Anshaluo. It can be achieved at your age. The level of Anshaluo in your prime, you have already stood at the apex of the entire federation. At this point, I actually understand what you want to pursue. It is a pity that I am not the direction you are pursuing. What I want to see is also what I want to see."
Garen was silent for a while, he recognized Palosha's meaning, and he also did not go further.
"I still want to see what the rumored invincible White Bird Holy Fist really looks like."
"White Bird Fist, Holy Fist is just a false name given to me by other colleagues. I am only good at one kind of boxing, and that is White Bird Fist." Palosha replied with a smile, "I am not as talented as Anshaluo, nor as Watson. The talent in the mirror is terrifying. The only thing I am good at is Shiratori Boxing. In this life, I have focused all my energy and time on this boxing technique. I have sealed my boxing, and I will never fight you again. But I can show you a demonstration."
"Demo?" Garen narrowed his eyes.
"The secret martial world is not as good as one generation after another, right? I'll demonstrate it to you with one-tenth of my strength. You have to see clearly." Palosha smiled gently, and walked slowly to the left In front of a big bluestone.
"Look, this is my realm!!" Palosha raised his right hand and pointed his index finger forward.
a little! ! !
Everything around him froze instantly.
Air, water, bugs, grass. There are also various sounds from afar.
Even the huge white Pilian waterfall froze for a moment.
Everyone froze for an instant. No thought, no movement, the whole body seemed to be surrounded by solidified amber, unable to move or think about anything. Time seemed to stop at this moment.
boom! ! !
A mass of black spirit suddenly swelled up on Palosha, like invisible smoke. The black smoke gathered and condensed behind Palosha, forming a huge black human figure, which was more than ten meters high, with a cloud of black smoke on its lower body.
Garen could see clearly that the upper body of the human form was the face of Palosha, with the same old age and the same facial features.
But it's a little different from me. The imposing Palosha, with a cruel and distorted smile on his face, is in stark contrast to the gentle and benevolent Palosha himself.
"This is... a solidified spirit!!"
Garen opened his mouth slightly, his face was stunned, and he could only maintain this expression. Among all the people, only he was shaking violently all over his body, and he wanted to break free from this completely frozen state.
"This is my White Bird Fist." Palosha said softly.
His fingers were already on the big bluestone more than two meters high in front of him.
In an instant, the frozen terrifying pressure disappeared instantly. Everyone resumed their actions again.
A large number of cracks slowly appeared in the large bluestone. It didn't burst, it didn't turn into powder, and there were no other exaggerated effects.
But the moment they saw the crack, everyone felt unimaginable emotions in their hearts.
On the big bluestone, a large number of cracks are formed centered on the position pointed by Palosha's finger, and these cracks naturally form a complex network.
A large number of lines intersect, and the cracks all eventually converge to another point on the left side of the stone.
Countless cracks all converge at this point, like thousands of streams gathering, and a deep black hole strangely appears there.
Garen looked again at the spot in Palosha's spot, where there was only a very shallow fingerprint.
He was silent for a while.
"Is the dark energy guiding the fist?"
"You also know?" Palosha turned around, "I'm already old. Otherwise, this punch should have a hundred force cracks instead of ninety-nine."
He reached out and stroked the bluestone surface.
"This is my Shiratori Fist. Without breaking the defense, I can unleash countless dark forces and attack the most important heart from all directions in the enemy's body."
"This is the most terrifying assassination punch. Almost all the successors of my previous generation are genius butchers who kill people like hemp. When you punch, you kill people. Once you use force with others, even I can control it myself." You can't have the spirit of boxing. So, do you still want to fight with me?"
Garen felt that frozen momentum completely disappear.
The courage of a general fighter is presented in people's spirit, which is a gaseous state. What is stronger is the thick gaseous state, An Shaluo and the current him are already close to the liquid state. But today, it was the first time for him to see the solid state, the powerful spirit that can solidify the human spirit.
"Prisoner Chi Po. Chi Po is the product of the mental pressure of a fighter. It can achieve solid Chi Po. Your willpower is really unimaginable." Garen couldn't break the solid Chi Po, but what is the will of a fighter? After a few words, I was scared off after a demonstration.
Palosha represented the ultimate force of human beings, and Garen would try it himself no matter what. This is also the purpose of his visit this time.
"Do you really want to do it?" Palosha frowned, staring closely at Garen.
"That's why I'm here." Garen didn't show any weakness.
"Once I strike, even I am not sure to stop. What if I accidentally kill you"
"Kill me?" Garen interrupted him with a sneer. "As long as you can do it, feel free to beat me to death." He was annoyed by the old man.
"I really don't want to be stained with the blood of the same family again." Palosha showed a painful expression, "You'd better go. If I can't control it, it's not good to beat you into a cripple. I have done it in my life. Too many things wrong."
The more Garen listened, the more angry he felt.
"If you can beat me into a cripple, it's because I'm not strong enough. I'm looking for death, and I don't care about your business! Stop dawdling and do it!"
The old man put on a benevolent look, but kept teasing himself with this tone.
"Young man, you are still young. If you become disabled, it will be difficult to explain to your family, friends and elders. You still have their responsibility. If something happens, I will also feel sorry for your family and parents." Palo Sha said softly with his hands behind his back.
"I don't need anyone to worry about my own affairs! This is my own choice. As a fighter, all responsibilities are on my own! You don't need to be responsible!" Garen's voice became louder. "Isn't that what you want?" He mocked. "Anything that happens is my own responsibility, and it's none of your business!"
"Is that what you said?" Palosha finally got serious.
"Of course." Garen slowly made the opening gesture of Baiyunmen, with a huge momentum tightening around his body, ready to strike at any time.
The two of them were finally about to fight formally, and all the others consciously stepped back from the rock, watching the battle from a distance.
Garon Palosha and the two stood opposite each other on a huge white rock. The two, one black and one white, looked very distinct.
"Let me see what level of boxing the legendary White Bird Sacred Fist is!" Garen's gesture changed, and he opened his arms, one high and the other low, as if they were embracing something, and his waist sank, transforming into Another form of boxing.
This is the improved version of the unique fighting skills that Garen obtained after intensively researching various fighting skills after maximizing his intelligence. The three forms were taken from the giant elephant secret martial arts, as well as the red jade palm, the flame claw, and the golden statue skill. , and so on, from all kinds of secret martial arts, several moves were taken out, combined and improved into his exclusive fighting skills.
Most of the starting moves are from the Golden Statue Kung Fu. After all, this is the strongest kung fu among many secret martial arts, and the fighting skills in it are also very suitable for hard qigong fighters like Garen.
"Golden Statue Art?" Palosha immediately recognized this secret martial art. "Since it's the Golden Statue skill, let me see how many layers of the Golden Statue's strength you have!"
Before he could finish speaking, a huge momentum rushed towards Garen.
The solid momentum formed terrifying mental pressure, causing Garen's body to pause for an instant, as if only a moment had passed.
Boom! !
He felt a dull pain in his chest. When he came back to his senses, he was already in mid-air as he flew backwards.
From the moment Palosha finished speaking to the moment he was frozen when he flew upside down, it took at most one second.
Palosha threw himself forward, and lightly stamped Garen's chest with his palm.
The spectators only saw that Palosha leaped over lightly and slapped the motionless Garen with his palm. The two broke apart as soon as they touched, and then Garen flew out backwards.
"It's this again!" Garen was in the air, and slapped two palms back with his backhand.
The huge air recoil made his flying body pause for a moment, and he fell straight down.
Just as he stood firmly on a rock, he saw Palosha leap forward and leap towards him, raising his right hand into a palm, looking at him like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, full of pity.
"Double shot!!" Garen's arms slammed together, like two sledgehammers facing Palosha's palm head-on.
"Don't blame me." Palo's eyes showed pity, and his terrifying spirit was suppressed again.
Bang bang bang bang! !
On the rock, Palosha knocked Garon into the air once, then jumped behind Garen in an instant and smashed him back.
Like playing baseball, one person keeps going back and forth like this.
Garen's whole body was aching from the beating, his body movements didn't need to be suppressed by courage, they were crushed to death. Every palm of the opponent hit the empty space he wanted to block.
It's just that the terrifyingly mutated hard qigong has undergone even stronger changes now that his spirit, energy, and spirit are united. When it came into contact with Palosha's palm force, his body naturally released most of the dark energy palm force. Only a small part enters the body for internal destruction.
It's just that Garen's internal organs are much stronger than ordinary people, so there's nothing serious about it.
(end of this chapter)