It is one thing to say yes, but quite another to do it.
Ulan squinted at Garen for a while, then took a sip of tea.
"I heard that the master of the Garon Sect successfully intercepted the group of Asgard in Baijiadi. This has already spread in the martial arts world." Ulan put down her teacup and clapped her hands lightly. "I, a group of masters from the Demon Elephant Sect, heard that the head of the Garon Sect agreed to come to meet with them, and they all hoped to experience the peak hard qigong of the head of the door."
Garen's face remained the same. The masters of the Golem Sect would not let it go until they learned how powerful they are. Now it's obviously time to come to the bottom.
"I've also heard for a long time that the Golem Sect likes to absorb talented and potential masters from all schools and sects. It must have cultivated fighters far beyond the average. It's just a good time to see them."
"Since the head of the sect has agreed, please ask the general to arrange the venue." Ulan smiled slightly and stood up slowly. "Under my Marshal of the Demon Elephant Sect, there are two strongest masters. I believe that the Sect Master will not be disappointed."
"I hope so." Garen stood up and said nothing more.
Lieutenant General Richien had also expected this situation a long time ago, got up at the same time, and led the two of them out towards a small door on the left.
Passing through a long and narrow wooden passage, the three of them quickly came to the large concrete field behind the venue.
The venue was circular, surrounded by thousands of guards, all armed to the teeth. And there are already two people waiting there on the right side of the field.
Seeing the three people coming out from here, the two people's original leisurely posture of standing and squatting suddenly put away.
Garen looked at the two of them carefully. They are a man and a woman. The man has disheveled hair and a bearded face. He is wearing a long white coat that looks like a bath towel. His eyes are a strange green color, like that of cats and wolves.
The woman was slender and strong, and she was wearing a tight leather jacket like Cynthia, but she was dressed in red. The waist swayed softly a few times, and the arms twisted as softly and bonelessly as a snake. In contrast, her complexion was frighteningly pale, like a patient recovering from a serious illness.
A pair of red eyes fixed on Garen, revealing a hint of cruelty.
"Red, white. Gallon Sect is mainly to experience the essence of my Golem Sect's martial arts. Which one of you will show it first?" Ulan walked to the two of them and asked with a chuckle.
"Let's go first." The man with shaved hair was probably the white that Ulan was talking about. He took a step forward and stood in the middle of the field. Raising his right palm, five transparent crystal blades as thin as cicada's wings suddenly lit up between his five fingers.
"It's rare to see a top fighter who can compete with Asgard in decades. I'd like to learn about the master of Garon Sect." The man sneered twice. "please."
Neither Ulan nor Baihong actually mentioned a key point.
That is, the two people brought out by the Golem Sect, together with Ulan himself, are the three strongest people in the entire Golem Sect. The most important thing is that the three of them have fought against Xiangong head-on before, and they also retreated unscathed.
If Xianfran was not too perverted, Asgard might not be able to suppress the Golem Gate.
The Demon Elephant Sect has been around for decades, and the Butterfly Knife Baikarando of the same era as Xen Fran is a top expert who escaped across the sea from the Blue Continent. The Blue-eyed Butterfly Assassination Organization was established in Lanzhou for a while, but was wiped out by Xiangong due to conflict of interests.
Garen clasped his fingers lightly and walked forward slowly.
"Blue-eyed Butterfly White Karando? I didn't expect you to be alive and join the Golem Sect."
"You know me?" Baikalando was stunned for a moment, then smiled indifferently, "Compared to your Baiyun sect master becoming famous throughout the Federation in just a few years, it's still much worse."
"You are a legendary old man." Garen smiled, "Since you have already retired, what are you doing looking for death? The old guy should just stay in a wheelchair and spend his old age peacefully."
"Your mouth is quite powerful! I don't know if it's the same on your hands." Bai Karando said calmly without changing his face.
"You'll know if you take a look with your hands?" Garen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gradually narrowed.
Both of them failed to take advantage of their words, so they simply didn't bother to say more, and just looked at each other carefully.
call.
A cold wind blows.
Bakarando disappeared instantly, soundlessly, without a trace, as if completely invisible.
Garen was slightly taken aback, carefully feeling the movement around him, but he couldn't feel the trace of this person at all.
laugh!
When he tilted his head, a spark appeared on the left side of his face, and something transparent and sharp cut across his face.
"Interesting. Assassination knife technique?" This is the first time Garen has faced this kind of mysterious martial art. Although Palosha was known as the assassination fist back then, in fact, the punch he punched in an upright manner is no longer an assassination fist. up.
hiss!
Another spark appeared on the right arm. The ear-piercing rubbing sound that made people's teeth sour continued to echo in the air.
The eyelids of Ulan and the red woman beside him jumped. They knew very well the lethality of Bai's cutting. Even An Shaluo would not dare to stand in front of Bai and let him cut. Can face Kanon
Lieutenant General Richien on one side felt even more numb.
"It's unbelievable. The human body can achieve such a strong hardness!!" He kept muttering in a low voice, looking at Garen like he was looking at a freak.
hiss! !
Another spark exploded from Garen's chest. Garen suddenly let out a grin, and flung his left arm back, causing the air to crack with a harsh sound.
In a trance, a phantom staggered and disappeared into the air, apparently brushed aside by the instant attack.
"Don't say I don't know how to respect the elderly." Garen withdrew his left hand and looked at the faint traces of blood on his fingertips.
He walked forward slowly, and sparks exploded on his upper body continuously. After each spark, Bakarando's figure must be brushed aside by him at will.
laugh! Another phantom pierced fiercely at his left ear hole. This was also the only place where Garen's defense was weaker.
Bakarando held his breath, his whole body concentrated on the sharp knife in his hand, his body was spinning in mid-air, and his arms were also spinning at high speed, like the drill bit of an electric drill.
"It's over." Suddenly Garen's voice sounded from beside his ear.
A huge force slammed sideways towards his waist.
Bakarando's complexion changed slightly, and the tip of the knife in his hand slipped down instantly, blocking it in front of his waist. At the same time, the body bent upwards like a butterfly wearing a flower, unexpectedly avoiding the invasion of most of the forces.
Boom! !
His whole body was severely whipped by Garen's whip leg, and he slammed into the wall not far away like a cannonball.
The wall was divided into countless small pieces eerily and silently, and Bakarando's figure stood on the collapsed wall in a slight embarrassment, staring at Garen with a solemn expression. His right hand was hanging limply by his side, apparently dislocated.
"What a quick response." Bai sighed sincerely.
Garen held back a little at the last moment. Although the verbal confrontation was fierce, neither side wanted to escalate the conflict further, and both chose to hold back. It is rumored that the butterfly knife can control five butterfly knives at the same time, but he only used one just now. Obviously just a test.
Bakarando skillfully closed the dislocated arm lightly, and then it closed with a snap.
"Next." Garen looked at the woman in red.
Hong took a step forward, her whole body was filled with a faint fragrance, the breeze blew past and got into Jialong's nose, making people feel refreshed. This woman has eagle-like sharp eyes, and she exudes a cruel and indifferent temperament. Long light brown hair was tied into a ponytail hanging behind her. After watching Garen and Bai's brief temptation just now, the original trace of relaxation on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by the care and caution of a beast before hunting its prey.
With a swish, she unexpectedly took out two pistols of the same fiery red color from nowhere. The barrels of the guns were thick, and there were figures of spiders engraved on them.
"My martial art is a new genre that combines guns and secret martial arts. Be careful."
Before Garen could reply, she fired with a bang.
The strange thing is that the bullets of this gun are not very fast, but they actually clearly draw a white line of air in the air.
Garen turned slightly sideways, and the bullet passed by the outside of his shoulder.
Boom! !
There was a muffled explosion behind him, and the fiery red light illuminated Garen's face red.
The bullet hit the wall behind and exploded like a grenade.
"A special explosive bullet?" Garen stepped back three steps in an instant.
Bang bang bang! !
There were three consecutive explosions, and three groups of red flames exploded on the wall behind him.
Even he didn't want to try such an explosive bullet himself. Who knows the power of the explosion inside, if the power is enough to break the defense, and toxins are added, it will be a real capsize in the gutter.
The only thing he is afraid of now is this kind of high-explosive thermal weapon.
Just as he backed away and stood still, a red shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.
Hong actually started close combat directly. Two barbs extended from the butt of the pistol, piercing Garen like fangs.
The two were almost completely close to each other, standing in the field, and there were continuous dense metal impact sounds.
The red on Garen's front completely turned into a ball of flames, like an eight-legged star spider, with an unusually mysterious trajectory. Her attack route is completely different from that of ordinary martial artists, instead she uses all the spikes to penetrate into the lower body and other vital places. However, the speed is extremely fast and the angle is tricky.
Garen had never encountered such an obscene attack method, and he couldn't get used to it for a while, so he had to be forced to back up again and again.
hiss!
His belt was punctured, and Garen hurriedly reached out to grab the belt to prevent his pants from falling off. As the master of the sect and the strongest fighter in the south, his reputation and image are a big sign of the entire force.
And as a man, if he is made to run naked by this woman on the spot, even if he wins, he actually loses.
Hongjiao laughed, leaped backwards easily, and fired two bullets in the air.
Bang, bang, two flames exploded at Garen's side at the same time, and the shock force made him keep retreating.
Hearing Hong's laughter, Garen became a little annoyed. The opponent either drilled into his lower body, or aimed at his buttocks, and the attack routes were all aimed at the vitals. Although he is invincible with hard qigong, he can't stand this kind of attack method which is quite indecent.
Just as he stood firm, he immediately saw Hong jumping down on his head, and the two spikes made a piercing scream, and went straight between his legs.
(end of this chapter)