This is a set of fighting skills that he has compiled that is most suitable for him by combining many secret martial arts and the fighting system in the Golden Statue Kung Fu. Dong Wang Shou and Xi Feng Fist are the two most quintessential moves.
Garen understood that against an opponent like Palosha, ordinary moves were completely meaningless, so he simply used his ultimate move as soon as he came up.
Put your palms together and thrust straight forward.
The huge phoenix bird's wings are formed by courage, squeezing the opponent's acupoints from both sides, forming a huge impact and oppression for a moment, forcing the opponent to resist head-on. This is a powerful lore that combines acupuncture points, courage, and ultimate moves!
Garen stabbed straight forward with both hands, like extremely sharp drills, towards Palosha's chest.
Once stabbed by this move, and then the two sides of the clasped palms are divided, the victim will be torn into two pieces. Same result as Dongwangshou.
If it is said that the Eastern King's Hand uses great speed and strength to squeeze the invisible airflow to kill. Then Xifeng Boxing is the essence of Garen's solid fusion of skills.
Palosha grasped forward with his right arm, and counted anxiously with his left hand on his body.
With a tearing sound, the right arm swelled a lot, and countless strands of black energy lingered around it, crawling and circulating on the arm like insects.
"Secret method. Snake scale arm!"
In an instant, the transparent phoenix wings collided with the black spirit. The huge airflow also blows in all directions at the same time.
boom!
The ground shook violently, and everyone's feet were numb, and they were numb from the huge shock.
Some stone statues that had been crooked by the previous fight collapsed and broke, and the rubble was scattered all over the ground.
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Andrela drew her sword and rushed a few steps, but was stopped by Weissman's black-chested general.
"It seems that you are really planning to help the Clown King stop us." Andreira drew a few sword marks casually, staring at the general in front of her.
"Unfortunately, you are a bigger threat than the Clown King. When you are dealt with, we will naturally kill the clown." The general laughed.
"Kill us? Just rely on you?" Andreira sneered, "Although I don't know what the Clown King relies on to bring you together, but Garen's strength is beyond your imagination. The Nightmare King is no longer the previous nightmare .”
"Let's stop talking nonsense, it depends on the real strength." The black-chested general didn't talk nonsense, he pulled out two black pistols with both hands, and swished them around in a circle.
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In front of Nightmare was Elisael, the female leader of the witcher.
"Nightmare King, you are indeed very strong, but I am just entangled with you. When the two over there are dealt with, then it will be your death." Demon Hunter Elisael sneered.
"Are you joking?" Mengmai yawned.
"What do you think?" Elisael took out a black ribbon from her pocket, and actually covered her eyes. "Eighty percent of your hypnotic ability depends on vision. Unfortunately, my strongest state is when I don't use my eyes."
"Oh?" Nightmare became slightly serious. Elisa's strength is also second to none among the demon hunters, the title of the most powerful demon hunter in the contemporary era, of course, this title is not something that was blown out.
However, how many weak people can go to the island of smog? All of them have strong strength and record. If you really want to compete, you will only know if you compare them face to face.
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Boom!
Garen's right paw pressed Palosha's arms, and the sharp nails of his five fingers dug deep into the muscles of Palosha's arm.
"Secret Technique. Shadow Fist!" Palosha's arms suddenly blurred, and suddenly appeared on Garen's chest as if he had an extra pair of arms.
"Idol. Ruby!" Garen didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it, a hint of ferocity appeared at the corner of his mouth. Printed the palm of the left hand. The whole body of the palm was red, with a faint jade-like red luster. Even blood vessels, muscles and bones are faintly visible.
Boom! !
There was another muffled sound, and the two were separated by the shock force, and each took a few steps back.
A scorched palm print appeared on Palosha's chest, and blood was overflowing from his mouth and nose. He quickly tapped his body a few times with his fingers, a small square piece on his chest and abdomen flashed away, and his complexion immediately improved a lot.
"Come again!" Garen didn't care, and rushed forward again. Stepping heavily on the ground, bang bang bang! Like a giant elephant rushing wildly, the giant legs that were as heavy as stone pillars fell heavily on the ground.
Every time you step on it, you can hear a heavy vibration.
Compared with Palosha, the two palm prints on his chest were only lightly printed on the surface of the skin, and there was no serious problem.
The two collided again, all in a hard-on-hard fierce fight, without the slightest leeway. After Palosha retreated, he barely recovered some of the strength he had in his heyday. And it wasn't the first time Garen had competed with him.
Every time the two sides confront each other, there will be a violent explosion of airflow, and strong winds will continue to blow towards the surroundings, and the high-intensity air will be squeezed, making fierce air explosions, like setting off firecrackers.
Snapped!
Palosha didn't catch his breath, and was slapped on the shoulder by Garen. He retreated more than ten steps in a row, and hurriedly used secret methods with his fingers to quickly heal the injury. He pounced on Garen again. There was no pause.
The two fought against each other in just a few seconds, and the entire stone forest was in a mess, and no one could intervene.
Kicking Palosha back with one palm, Garen rushed forward, grabbing Palosha's arms with both claws at the same time.
"Wait until I tear off your limbs, and see if you can recover!" He was a bit fierce, and the super endurance of the idol skill allowed him to burst out at full strength for days and nights. Now he is simply a humanoid mech, tireless, and can quickly recover from injuries. After all, the god statue skill is still known for its super resilience.
A series of confrontations were all head-to-head, and Palosha couldn't stand it anymore.
With a bang, after blocking his claws, he staggered and was hit again. Another mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth. Although it was the same, he also kicked Garen's lower abdomen.
But it was obvious that the opponent was planning to trade injuries for injuries. Looking at Garen's vigor and fierceness, he had improved a lot compared to last time, and the attack hit him hard and hard.
"Do it!!" Palosha suddenly growled.
Garen was startled suddenly, and suddenly felt a huge gust of wind rushing towards him, hitting his back on the vest.
Boom! !
Garen rushed forward a few steps, his feet firmly planted into the ground, and stabilized his body. Before he had time to think about it, five powerful and terrifying threats came from all around his body, including the top of his head.
Except for Palosha, each of the other four strands is at least as strong as Anshaluo, and the strongest one is even as strong as Palosha.
Five top experts attacked at the same time.
Garen only felt that the air around him was sucked dry, as if a vacuum had been formed. The skin of the body, the skin of the face, and the skin of the arms were all squeezed by the huge wind pressure to create ripples.
Seen from above, Garen stood alone in the middle, surrounded by Holy Fist Palosha, Glorious Quan Hel, Wolf Clan Betga, and Clown King.
On top of his head was the last general of Weissman, holding a tuning fork-like spike from top to bottom, stabbing at the top of Gallon's head.
Five huge forces entangled and converged suddenly, and they all flocked to Garen in the center.
"Palosha!! You have fallen!!"
Garen laughed wildly, his arms wide open.
His skin began to quickly spread a faint platinum color, which was like platinum, with an inexplicable sense of holiness and purity.
A mass of platinum-gold vigor instantly condensed around him. Countless platinum airflows gathered together, gradually forming a weird pattern!
It was a huge platinum face, it was Garen's own face! !
Boom! ! !
Platinum's momentum suddenly exploded!
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Northern Territory
The entire Northern Territory is full of blood and corpses, and there are almost no living people in sight. Only the central area.
In the center, in a messy and bloody clearing, Xen Fran stood quietly on the stumped corpse, his face was covered with splashing blood.
He released an extremely terrifying black aura, like sticky black oil, covering the entire surrounding area, as if entering a dark hell.
Between his brows, countless blue veins converged to form a strange eye-like mark. It's like having a third eye.
The stabbing spear Mal knelt not far from him, a short spear in his hand was broken in two, a big hole was pierced through his shoulder, and the white mist behind him could almost be seen.
The Arctic King was pale and lay unconscious not far away. There was also broken metal debris on the surrounding ground, what appeared to be from the plane.
The gun king Nikon was directly broken into two pieces, his eyes were wide open, and he died with regret.
boom! ! !
Among the countless mist in the distance, a platinum-gold momentum soared into the sky.
On the entire island, the spirits of all creatures were shaken violently.
Xian Fran looked towards the southern region from afar, and seemed to vaguely see Garen's face.
"Momentum Consolidation." For a moment, he seemed to see the invincible figure of his youth again. "elder brother."
He points to the sky.
boom! ! !
Countless black spirits suddenly formed pillars of air, rushed up to the sky, and turned into a gigantic face. Not his, but a soft and charming woman's face.
For a moment, in the southern region and the northern region, two huge human faces echoed each other, facing each other from a distance.
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Garen stood quietly on the spot, with countless platinum auras spreading around him, dyeing the entire central area white.
He stood alone in the center, with platinum-gold skin all over his body, clear and eye-catching, as if the only true god in heaven and earth.
The three generals, Palosha, the Clown King and others were all suppressed by Platinum Spirit. His body was more or less injured by the blow just now, and his strength was greatly damaged. At this time, he was suppressed by Qi, and tried his best to counter it, but it didn't work at all, and he could only move within a small area of his Qi.
Garen looked towards the northern region, where in the sky, a black human face was looking at him from afar.
"Momentum Consolidation. Zanfran."
(end of this chapter)