"Welcome to the East Gate Gate Master Du from the East."
A voice clearly passed through a distance of 100 meters and fell into the ears of several people.
"The banquet is ready, please!"
Garen stood up, made a gesture of invitation with one hand, and walked into a small door from the right.
Several people hurriedly followed, Hosiman nodded slightly to Garen, not knowing what he was implying, and then walked away silently.
Du Xinglong and the others followed Garen into the small door. Inside was a small single room, and the round table in the center was already filled with all kinds of dishes. Most of them are oriental dishes, and it can be seen that they have been prepared in advance.
After several people were seated, a maid immediately came up to serve appetizer soup.
Steaming hot and fragrant.
But Du Xinglong's attention was not on the dishes, but on Garen who was sitting as the chairman from time to time.
"Tams, the representative of Saudi boxing, has also arrived here. He is taking a bath and changing clothes. He will be here soon. Wait a moment." Gallon clapped his hands, and immediately came up a few beautiful girls with oriental faces to sit upright with Du Xinglong and the two. Beside this disciple, pure and lovely, with a hint of youthfulness. The white Taoist clothes on their bodies showed that they were all selected from the disciples.
Since the establishment of the Holy Boxing Palace, with the holding of the World Boxing Competition, it has also continuously absorbed fighting enthusiasts from all over the world.
Dam and Hosiman, who are good at management, openly recruit and select beautiful and cute girls from all over the world under the age of 16 to work in the palace. Their status can usually learn a little basic boxing, but they can also get enviable high salaries. Specialized in accompanying banquets and serving elite students and so on.
These are young girls who have signed a ten-year contract. They change classes every six months. After leaving the mountain, they can enter the famous private university founded by the Hosiman family and the Lesarte Group.
Du Xinglong was determined and had no influence at all, but his two apprentices were full of blood. When they saw a beautiful oriental girl sitting close to them, they couldn't move their eyes away.
Garen and Du Xinglong chatted casually and asked about the current situation of Dongji Boxing, and the topic shifted to the recent World Boxing Competition.
"The main purpose of the World Boxing Competition is to show the real boxing skills to the world, instead of always hiding everything in a corner that cannot be seen by sight. To promote martial arts, this is also the duty that martial artists like us should do. But..." Du Xinglong frowned. "A lot of boxing techniques are only for killing the enemy and not performing. They are often maimed and injured, and the lethality is huge. But once it is viewed as competitive fighting, it is like a tiger with its claws and teeth wrapped in thick cloth. Without claws, it is naturally very threatening. Minus. In this way, the boxing skills that are really displayed will naturally not be very practical. I wonder what Mr. Garen thinks?"
"There must be such a situation." Gallon said lightly, "But now in a society ruled by law, martial arts are no longer used as a tool of war, but have become a way of pure fitness and self-cultivation. This is the general trend. It can be changed. What we want to do is to be compatible, and both competitive boxing and killing boxing should be treated objectively."
"It seems that Mr. Gallon has already had an idea?" Du Xinglong said calmly.
At this time, two middle-aged men holding golden headscarves entered the door. They were wearing white robes with many snake and bird patterns tattooed on them. After entering the door, they first saluted Garen with folded hands in respect.
"Your Excellency Tams, welcome to come." Garen stood up and smiled. "Please sit down."
Immediately, a girl from Europe and a girl from Arabia came up to treat her personally.
The two sat down separately, and immediately two more entered the door.
This time, the two men carried long rapiers wrapped in black cloth on their backs, a man and a woman, their eyes were piercing, and they looked at each other with a sense of sharpness, giving people a very sharp feeling.
Both of them were wearing black slim-fit long-sleeved trousers. The sleeves only reached half of the forearm. Their fingers were slender and white, and they were well maintained like hands playing the piano.
"Welcome to Shabik and Luo Lisa, the contemporary masters of the Moke Sword Sect." Garen smiled. "Now the top mainstream boxing representatives from all over the world are here. This is the real world boxing." Gala!"
"Mr. Garon is serious. We are only a small part of the world's martial arts, and there are countless inheritances hidden in every corner," Sabic said with a serious expression, as if he was a serious person.
A total of eight people, accompanied by the girls, filled the entire banquet.
Several people were carefully selected by Garen. They are the most powerful and influential martial arts masters in each region, and they each represent a general direction of martial arts to come to the banquet.
All this stems from Holy Fist Palace not long ago participating in the action to encircle and suppress the Wellington family, the secret party of the blood clan. This time, as an ordinary person, it did not lose the wind when confronting the blood clan head-on. Instead, the main force returned safely, but the Wellington family of the blood clan suffered heavy losses. , although the dark witch participated in it, it also fully proved the strength and fear of the Holy Fist Palace.
The big factions from all over the world who had received the invitation and dismissed it, suddenly felt terrified, and each sent people to receive the invitation. At the same time, they really wanted to determine whether the Holy Fist Palace had such a huge strength as the rumors said.
Among these people, the master of Dongji sect seemed the most unfathomable. Sitting in an upright position, his energy and spirit faintly blended with nature.
On the contrary, Tams, the representative of Saudi boxing, has a strong sense of presence in his body, and there is a weird feeling that people can't ignore his existence.
The two masters of Mo Kesuo were taciturn and seemed not good at words.
The few people chatted for a while, and then they started arguing directly. No one would let the other go. Both sides are martial arts concepts that have been passed down for more than a hundred years.
"I heard that Mr. Gallon of the Holy Boxing Palace is known as the master of boxing, and he is cited as the strongest boxing master in the United States." The head of the Dongji sect is also straightforward, "I, Du, came here this time, and I also want to learn about Mr. Gallon's famous boxing in the United States." Top boxing." He actually challenged Garen directly.
Garen knew clearly that the few people present here were all the strongest masters of various schools called ascetic monks. He almost gave up all the enjoyment in the world and devoted himself wholeheartedly to martial arts. Although he is not well-known in various sects, he is a real human being and has reached the peak of terror in all aspects. They all break through the limits of the human body with various concepts of different styles, making their own strength rise to a level that humans cannot imagine.
The physical fitness of these people is probably close to the peak of human genes.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the banquet was suddenly quiet. It was obvious that the core of everyone's purpose was this.
Garen clapped his hands, and the girl at the banquet immediately got up and left naturally, closing the door behind her.
He noticed that after Du Xinglong uttered these words, the change in his temperament became more obvious, and he almost completely merged into the surrounding nature. His breathing was actually faintly echoed by the air in the room, giving people a sense of oppression from the vastness of nature.
"I created three martial arts, Duplex Water Bird Fist, Shooting Shadow Mi Wu, and the last Baiyun Mi Wu. Which martial art does Master Du want to learn?" He smiled, but his voice didn't move at all. Du Xinglong's fusion was interrupted, and a terrifying aura emanated from his whole body.
This aura is almost as real as it is, and everyone present seems to feel a huge knife-like airflow blowing across their faces, but when they react, they realize that it is just an illusion.
The aura was huge and ferocious, directly oppressing the entire room. The large space around Du Xinglong was directly suppressed. He was not interrupted from the fusion of nature, but all the natural areas where he deteriorated were directly suppressed by Garen. no.
Du Xinglong's face flushed slightly, and he felt that the space he was in was suddenly separated independently, his lungs felt like he couldn't breathe, and a heavy pressure pressed hard on him.
"Worthy of being a master-level expert in refining Qi and transforming gods." He bowed his head, but this time, he felt that the opponent was like an abyss, and his strength was completely bottomless. If I want to ask for advice again, I can't say it now.
Just the suppression of the other party's terrifying aura made him suffer from shortness of breath and his blood stagnated. Coupled with the previous signs of electricity generation in the empty room, Du Xinglong felt relieved, and finally bowed his head to show that he was willing to bow down.
Dongfang Martial Arts is divided into three stages: Refining Qi Transformation, Refining Qi Transforming God, and Refining God Returning to the Void. He is only the top of Refining Qi Transformation now, and there is a big gap between him and the opponent. Garen can easily Easily overwhelmed by physical fitness, only by refining Qi and turning into a god can truly break through the genetic limit of the body and continuously strengthen oneself from the level of life.
Garen is actually like this. The process of continuously condensing the soul seeds is actually the process of refining Qi and turning into a god. The two concepts have the same effect.
The Saudi boxer Tams and his disciples sitting next to him also had horrified eyes. The huge aura that Garen exuded just now made them feel like they were facing a natural disaster caused by a sandstorm in the desert. The oppression made the extremely domineering Yaori Martial Dao spirit in their bodies not flow smoothly.
Saudi boxing is somewhat similar to oriental boxing, both of which cannot break through the genetic limit, and instead practice to store different types of essence in the body to assist themselves. The so-called refined gas is just like this. This stored essence can be released to hurt the enemy, and it can also regulate itself and stimulate its potential.
As a top desert master, Tamsi actually has a high level of energy, but there is still a certain gap between him and Du Xinglong, the master of Dongji sect. Seeing that Du Xinglong was subdued, his heart was shocked beyond words.
"We don't understand what is refining qi and transforming gods. Martial arts are born for actual combat. You can know who is superior until you really end up. Then everyone puts out the realm and compares. Whoever is higher will win, and there is no need for war." Sitting on the side Master Shabik of the Moke Lock Sword School slowly got up. "I came here for only one purpose. The holy name of the Holy Fist Palace represents supremacy. If I sit in the school without real talents and learning, it will be a disgrace to me in the fighting world."
He stared at Garen, took off the black cloth long sword he was carrying, and quickly took out the blade from it.
"I, Shabik, formally challenge you on behalf of the Moke Sword Sect, St. Gallon Thomas."
He shook the sword, held it with one hand, and flicked the other hand like magic, and there was an extra black delicate pistol, which was exactly the same color as his clothes. It was inconspicuous, but it gave people a An inexplicable sense of extreme threat.
The famous spear swordsmanship of the Mokesuo Sword School, combined with the terrifying martial arts of hot weapons and cold weapons, does not rely on any essence at all, but absolutely relies on the sharpness of the sword and the lethality of the gun to kill the enemy.
Similarly, the concept of this sword school has also been vigorously promoted by European countries, and its strength and influence are extremely amazing.
Garen sat upright in his seat, watching Shabik quietly. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly his expression moved slightly, his eyes drifted to the right, as if seeing a scene far away through the palace wall.
That was the female disciple he had always valued very much. After training for so long, she finally dispatched and started her official first major mission.
"Okay, I accept your challenge." He came back to his senses and looked at Shabik, who was already a little bit unable to suppress his anger.
(end of this chapter)