Mysterious journey

Garen's face darkened. The Palosha in front of him looked like a very ordinary little old man, with a kind face and kind eyes. He had no trace of a fighter or any incomparable courage. It's just that he understands that being able to survive in such a terrifying and harsh environment and still seem to be living well is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Sealing the fist a year ago? Senior Palosha, I am also one of the heavenly generals of Nantian Holy Fist Sect. As a fellow disciple, communication should not be included in the scope of sealing the fist, right?"

Palosha smiled.

"My child, my boxing skills are completely different from yours. Your boxing skills and secret martial arts have truly reached their peak. I can see that your hard qigong has almost reached the level of Ansara. You can reach it at your age. At the Ansara level in your prime, you have already stood at the top of the entire federation. At this point, I actually understand what you want to pursue. Unfortunately, I am not the direction you pursue. What I want to see is also what I want to see.”

Garen was silent for a moment. He understood what Palosha meant. He also did not go further.

"I still want to see what the rumored undefeated White Bird Holy Fist is like."

"White Bird Fist and Holy Fist are just false names 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 Ansha Luo, nor as good as Watson. The talent in the mirror is terrifying. The only thing I am good at is White Bird Boxing. In this life, all my energy and all my time have been focused on this boxing technique. I have sealed my fist and will never fight you again. But I can demonstrate it to you once.”

"Demo?" Garen narrowed his eyes.

"Each generation in the secret martial arts world is not as good as the last, right Garen? I will demonstrate it to you with one-tenth of my strength. You have to see clearly." Palosha smiled gently and slowly walked to the left side. In front of a large 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 were also various sounds coming from afar.

Even the huge white waterfall froze and paused for a moment.

Everyone was frozen for a moment. There was no thought or movement. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by solidified amber. He couldn't move or think about anything. Time seemed to stop at this moment.

boom! ! !

A large black aura suddenly swelled up on Palosha's body, like invisible smoke. The black smoke gathered and condensed behind Palosha, forming a huge black human figure. The human figure was more than ten meters tall, and its lower body was a ball of black smoke.

Garen could clearly see that the upper body of the humanoid was exactly the face of Palosha, with the same age and the same facial features.

But it's a little different from me. The courageous Palosha has a cruel and twisted smile on his face, which is in sharp contrast to the gentle and charitable Palosha.

"This is... a solidified spirit!!"

Garen's mouth was slightly open, with a look of astonishment on his face, and he could only maintain this expression. Among all the people, he was the only one whose whole body was trembling violently. He wanted to break free from this completely frozen state.

"This is my White Bird Fist." Palosha said softly.

His fingers were already pressed on the large bluestone more than two meters high in front of him.

In an instant, the frozen terror pressure disappeared instantly. Everyone resumed action again.

The large bluestone slowly developed a large number of cracks. It didn't explode, it didn't turn into powder, and there were no other exaggerated effects.

But the moment they saw the crack, everyone felt incredible emotions in their hearts.

On the large bluestone, centered on the direction pointed by Palosha's finger, a large number of cracks formed. These cracks naturally formed a complex network.

A large number of lines intersect, and the cracks eventually converge on another point on the left side of the stone.

Countless cracks all gathered at this point, like thousands of currents gathering, and a deep black hole strangely appeared there.

Garen looked at the spot in Palosha's dot again. There was only a very shallow fingerprint there.

He was silent for a moment.

"Is An Jin directed at fists?"

"You also know?" Palosha turned around, "I am already old. Otherwise, this punch should have a hundred powerful cracks instead of ninety-nine."

He reached out and touched the bluestone surface.

"This is my White Bird Fist. Without breaking the defense, I can activate countless dark energy to attack the most important heart from all directions in the enemy's body."

"This is the most terrifying assassination punch. Almost all of my predecessors were genius butchers who killed many people. When you punch, it's when you kill. Once I use force against someone, even I can't control it." I don’t have the spirit of boxing. If so, do you still want to fight me?"

Garen felt that the solidified energy completely disappeared.

Generally, the spirit of a martial artist appears in people's spirit, in a gaseous state. The stronger one is the thick gaseous state, and both Ansara and him are close to the liquid state. Today, for the first time, he saw the solid state, the powerful aura that can solidify the human spirit.

"Confining aura. Aura is the product of mental pressure from the concentration of a fighter's energy and spirit. To be able to achieve a solid aura, your will is truly unimaginable." Garen cannot break the solid aura, but what about a fighter's will? I was scared away after just a few words and one demonstration.

Palosha represents the ultimate strength of human beings, and Garen will try it himself no matter what. This is also the purpose of his visit this time.

"Do you really want to take action?" Palosha frowned and looked at Garen closely.

"This is the purpose of my coming here." Garen showed no sign of weakness.

"Once I take action, I am not sure I can stop it. If I accidentally kill you,"

"Beat me to death?" Garen interrupted and sneered. "As long as you can do it, feel free to beat me to death." He was very happy with the old man.

"I really don't want to be stained with the blood of my fellow sect." Palosha showed a look of pain on his face, "You'd better leave. If I can't control it, it's not good to beat you to a disability. I've done it in my life. Too many wrong things.”

The more Garen listened, the more he felt his heart getting angry.

"If you can beat me to a cripple, that's because I'm not strong enough. I'm looking for death myself. I don't care about your business! Stop dawdling and do it!"

The old man pretended to be kind, but he kept teasing himself with this tone.

"Young man, you are still young. If you become disabled, it will not be easy for your family, friends and elders to answer. You still have their responsibilities. If something happens, I will also feel sorry for your family and parents." Palo Sha put his hands behind his hands and said softly.

"I don't need anyone to worry about my own affairs! This is my own choice. As a fighter, I bear all the responsibilities myself! You don't need to be responsible!" Garen's voice became louder and louder. "Isn't this what you want?" He said with a mocking look on his face. "Anything that happens is my own responsibility and it's none of your business!"

"Is this what you said?" Palosha finally became serious.

"Of course." Garen slowly moved into the Baiyun Gate's starting position, with a huge aura tightening around his body, ready to take action at any time.

The two of them were finally going to officially start the fight, and everyone else voluntarily stepped back from the rock and stood to watch the battle from a distance.

The two of them, Gallon Palosha, stood opposite each other on a huge white rock. The two of them, one black and one white, looked very distinct.

"Let me see what level of boxing the legendary White Bird Holy Fist is!" Garen's gesture changed, and he opened his arms. One high and one low seemed to be embracing something. His waist sank and he transformed into Another starting hand for boxing.

This is the improved version of Garen's unique fighting skills after he has fully studied various fighting skills after maxing out his intelligence. The three major forms of the Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts, as well as the Ruby Palm, Flame Claws, and Golden Image Skills , and other various secret martial arts, he took out several moves and blended them into his exclusive fighting skills.

This starting move is most borrowed from the Golden Image Kung Fu. After all, it is the strongest technique among many secret martial arts, and the fighting skills in it are also very suitable for hard qigong fighters like Garen.

"Golden Image Kung Fu?" Palosha immediately recognized this secret martial art. "Since you have the Gold Statue Skill, let me see how many levels of strength you have as a Ten Thousand Gold Statue!"

Before he finished speaking, a huge force of energy suddenly rushed toward Garen.

The solid aura created a terrifying mental pressure, causing Garen's body to freeze instantly, as if only a moment had passed.

Bang! !

He felt a dull pain in his chest. When he came back to his senses, he was already flying backwards in mid-air.

From the moment Palosha finished speaking to when he flew out upside down, the moment he was frozen was only a second at most.

Palosha rushed forward and placed a light palm on Garen's chest.

The people watching the battle only saw Palosha lightly leap over and hit the motionless Garen with a palm. The two were separated at the first touch, and then Garen flew backwards.

"It's this again!" Garen was in mid-air and slapped two palms back with his backhand.

The huge air recoil caused his flying body to pause and fall straight down.

As soon as he stood firm on a rock, he saw Palosha leaping towards him, raising his right hand into a palm, looking at him with eyes like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, full of pity.

"Double-shooting form!!" Garen's arms struck together like two sledgehammers facing Palosha's palm.

"Don't blame me." Palosha showed pity in his eyes, and his terrifying aura was suppressed again.

Bang bang bang bang! !

On the rock, Palosha knocked Gallon away at once, then instantly rushed behind Gallon and smashed it back.

Just like playing baseball, one goes back and forth over and over again.

Garen's whole body was aching from being beaten, and his body's movements didn't need to be suppressed by the aura, but he was also suppressed to death. Every palm of the opponent hit the empty space he wanted to block.

It's just that the terrifying mutated hard qigong has undergone stronger changes now that his spirit, energy and spirit have become one. When it came into contact with Palosha's palm power, his body naturally released most of the dark power of the palm power. Only a small portion enters the body for internal destruction.

It's just that Garen's internal organs are much stronger than those of ordinary people, so it's not a serious problem at all.