No one thought that the vice president would lose to a freshman.
"This year, there is another newcomer who is stronger than Seidon!"
"It's just weird, the vice president can't catch his shadow no matter how hard he turns!"
"The way he moves is beautiful."
"It seems to be a newcomer that Serena has pulled into the club. Now it's a good show."
A group of commune members chattered into a commotion.
Serena smiled proudly. The duel for the president election will be held tonight, and her side has drawn a strong fighting force. It seems that the position of her sister may be decided.
"How is it?" She looked at Jamie who was going down and asked in a low voice.
The latter's expression still did not come back.
"Very strong." He said in a deep voice.
"I'm more confident now!" Serena laughed.
"Probably stronger than your sister."
The smile on Serena's face stagnated.
"The club requires the person with the strongest force value to be the president, don't forget this." Jamie reminded.
"No way." Serena swallowed.
"Isn't that better?" Suddenly a voice interjected into the conversation between the two.
The crowd parted, and a tall, slender red-haired girl walked in. There was a long and narrow red line on her left face, which seemed to be a scar from a knife wound. She was dressed in a tight black leather jacket, long-sleeved trousers, and her long hair hung loose.
"Sister!" Serena turned her head and ran to the girl with a happy face.
"The competition likes this kind of contestant with beautiful posture. When we go out to participate in the competition together, the appearance can also attract the greatest popularity. If he can really beat me, the position of president will be given to him when he is a sophomore." A girl in black leather Face doesn't matter.
On the field, Garen walked down, his face showing no signs of exhaustion.
He smiled amid the admiration and looked as if he was just going up for a little exercise to warm up. This made the new and old members who came around feel unfathomable.
Looking around, Garen shook his head a little.
Ordinary people in this world are really too weak, the surroundings, including the girl in tight black leather who just arrived, are pitifully weak.
They are still at the stage of winning at the level of strength and speed of ordinary people. Whoever has stronger muscle strength, whoever has faster speed, and whoever is stronger in fighting, has a greater chance of winning.
No matter how much you practice this kind of fighting, if you don't cultivate your body and mind to achieve the goal of evolution, you will never be able to ignore small pistols in your life. This made Garen a little disappointed. His original purpose was to see if there was any noteworthy power among ordinary people, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.
The people around, even if they are so-called master fighters, not to mention fighters, even martial artists are far behind. This made him feel a little bored. As a top fighter, showing off his power among a group of ordinary people who can't even reach the level of martial artists, this is simply standing on the road and stepping on ants.
"Are you bored?"
Suddenly a voice said in Garen's ear.
Garen was slightly startled. He followed the sound and saw that it was the freshman girl who joined him. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, her skin was as white as snow, and her almond-shaped eyes and pink lips had a clear and beautiful temperament.
This is a very typical oriental beauty girl.
"Are you disappointed with the martial arts here? That's why you feel bored?" the girl said in a cold voice. The voice was not loud, but everyone around heard the words.
All of a sudden, the noisy surroundings fell silent.
"Don't talk nonsense, Master Garen is obviously not such a person." A voice argued.
The girl just looked at Garen quietly without making a sound.
Garen also suppressed his smile, and looked back at her.
Seeing that Garen didn't make an excuse, the people around him immediately fell silent. Obviously, Garen's not denying it really meant that he meant it. Being hit by this girl, the Fighting Club made him bored.
Vice President Jamie's face was a little gloomy. He looked at Garen, then at the girl, his expression changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Serena and his sister also looked at Garen quietly, and the atmosphere seemed a little dignified for a moment.
The members of the rest of the venue also felt that something was wrong here, and most of them gathered here.
Garen looked around. Now that he was exposed, he didn't bother to pretend anymore. It would be really boring for a group of ants to pretend.
"It's really boring, you're right."
There was a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth. It was undoubtedly extremely rare for this girl to be able to catch a slight change in his eyes and accurately judge the meaning.
And he didn't feel any fluctuations of abnormal power in this girl, this is the most critical point.
As soon as he said this, there was a slight uproar around him, and the faces of several old commune members suddenly showed anger.
"Don't pull me, I'm going to beat this guy to death!"
"Sister Quentin is here! Go up and kill him!"
"Wait for the president and the others to come."
Some people were excited, some were calm. On the field, some people wanted to go up to challenge Garen, but they were caught by their companions. A few members cursed and took out their mobile phones and started calling, apparently calling for someone.
"The current rookie is very strong." The girl in black leather strode onto the stage and stood opposite Garen. That face, which was eighty percent similar to Serena's, and her completely different temperament made everyone recognize her immediately.
Serena's sister, one of the vice presidents, Quentin.
"Do you want to fight with me?" Quentin narrowed his eyes and stared at Garen, his slender legs bouncing lightly. The whole person also trembled slightly, like a clockwork spring being slowly compressed.
"Although I feel a little sorry for Sister Serena, the fighting standard here is indeed a bit low." Gallon ignored the other party's sight calmly. No wonder the blood race looks down on ordinary humans so much. If ordinary people have the power of the secret martial arts world No matter how strong the blood race is, it is unlikely that they will completely ignore ordinary people, and they may be capsized in the gutter if they are not paying attention.
But unfortunately, ordinary people here are far inferior to warriors in the secret martial arts world.
With a slight movement in his heart, Garen suddenly had a good idea.
"Do you want to leave?" The same voice from just now, the newcomer Oriental girl interjected again, her eyes fixed on Garen, "Is even the vice president vulnerable in your eyes?" Her face He also frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Garen's arrogance.
"Oh??" Garen ignored the emotional crowd around him, but looked at the girl squarely. "If the first time I could think that you had a keen intuition and it was a coincidence, then the second time, it's not a simple coincidence that can explain it."
There was a slight panic in the girl's eyes, and she avoided Garen's sight somewhat dodgingly.
"I just can't understand your attitude. On the surface, you are friendly, but in fact you are so arrogant."
She has indeed had an extremely keen intuition since she was a child, and can easily interpret the meaning of other people's eyes, no matter how much others hide it, it is useless. This is an extremely sensitive physical talent. Especially after I learned psychology by myself, I was able to interpret the psychology of others.
This is also what Garen is interested in. If this ability is used in fighting, when facing an opponent, he can guess the route of the opponent's mind to enter the palace, then it is an extremely good fighting technique.
It seems that not all human beings in this world are a pile of waste. With this in mind, Garen took a deep look at the girl with great interest. He suddenly had a good idea.
Unlike Nighthawk, the people over there are almost stereotyped, but the students here are different. Many of them have good potential, especially the girl in front of her. Her potential is even better, and her physical foundation looks good. If you give them secret skills, and then choose a secret martial arts to teach them, as long as they have enough perseverance, they can become masters on a certain level.
Not to mention fighters, at least martial artists are fine.
Garen's own force value is steadily increasing day by day, and he also has potential points to help him from time to time. If it was said that he might be threatened by an ordinary vampire a few years ago, now, he can kill two vampires with one hand. Digits of vampires.
That kind of rough straight-forward attack method, coupled with only biting, pure boxing and kicking. For Garen, it was simply unsightly.
From the first year of high school to the university, there was not much improvement in potential points, but Garen broke through the third floor of the killing hand and made rapid progress. This magic art has a terrifying effect of seizing the vitality of living things. Compared with the lower two floors, the third The power of layers does not lie in the improvement of other aspects, but in the power of accumulated effects.
Slaughtering Hand is the top magic skill of the demon king Black Sass. The most terrifying thing is that it can absorb the vitality of living things, accumulate it in his hands, and wait for it to explode when needed.
The accumulation of vitality on the third floor can increase the lethality by nearly three times, and with Garen's current basic strength, its power is already close to his peak strength in the totem world. It's just that the scope of influence is not very large.
In other words, in a short while, his strength may be fully recovered. Reach the six-type level of the totem world.
Just by practicing magic skills to the third level, one can approach the sixth-type god-like strength of the totem world. This made Garen a little puzzled, but after careful investigation, he found that there seemed to be a reason for the soul seed.
The soul seed seems to have a certain increase and blessing effect, which greatly increases the power of his shots when he is practicing secret martial arts.
When he came back to his senses, Garen felt that what he wanted to do in this world was just being alone, so it might not be very convenient, and he needed some good helpers. Maybe you can find some good seedlings among ordinary people as a helper to assist you in doing things.
It's just that the improvement of strength is one thing, and so is loyalty. This is the key point to consider, don't teach secret skills and secret martial arts, and it will be uncomfortable for others to use against you in the future.
"What's your name?" Garen recovered and looked at the girl.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a black shadow lashed towards his right cheek like a whip.
It was Quentin, her face turned cold, her right leg was raised high, and she swept her leg sideways. At the same time, the other leg thrust forward viciously, hitting Garen's lower body directly.
The power is so great that you can tell just by listening to the wind. If you kick another person, it is definitely the ending that a man does not want to encounter.
Snapped!
Garen held her leg with one hand, hugged it with the other, and swung it to the left.
call! !
A black shadow flew by, and Quentin was thrown directly out of the gate of the venue. A series of screams came from outside the gate, followed by the hiss of a human body sliding on the ground.
(end of this chapter)