Mysterious journey

No one expected that the vice president would lose to a new student.

"This year there is another newcomer who is even stronger than Sedon!"

"It's simply weird. The vice president can't catch his shadow no matter how he turns!"

"The way he moves is beautiful."

"It seems that Serena has roped in a new guy into the club. Now there's something good to see."

A group of club members were all talking and making a fuss.

Serena smiled proudly. The duel for the president election is about to be held tonight, and her side has gained a strong fighting force. It seems that her sister's position may be determined.

"How was it?" She looked at Jamie at the end and asked in a low voice.

The latter's face still didn't reply.

"Very strong." He said solemnly.

"I'm more confident now!" Serena laughed.

"Probably stronger than your sister."

The smile on Serena's face faltered.

"The club requires the person with the strongest force to be the president, don't forget this." Jamie reminded.

"No," Serena swallowed.

"Isn't that better?" Suddenly a voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

The crowd parted, and a tall, slender red-haired girl walked in. There was a narrow red line on the left side of her face, which seemed to be a stab scar. She was wearing a tight black leather jacket, long sleeves and trousers, and walked in with her long hair hanging loose.

"Sister!" Serena turned around with a happy face and ran to the girl's side.

"The competition likes players with such graceful postures. When we go out to participate in competitions, their appearance can attract the most popularity. If he can really beat me, the president position will be the same until he is a sophomore." A girl in black leather clothes The face doesn’t matter.

On the field, Garen walked down, with no sign of physical exhaustion on his face.

He smiled amidst the praise and seemed to be just moving up to warm up. This made the new and old club members who gathered around feel even more incomprehensible.

Looking around, Garen shook his head a little.

Ordinary people in this world are too weak. The people around him, including the girl in tight black leather clothes who just arrived, all have pitifully weak auras.

They are still in the stage of deciding based on the strength and speed of ordinary people. Whoever has stronger muscles, faster speed, and stronger resistance will have a greater winning rate.

No matter how hard you practice this kind of fighting, if you don't have the martial arts to cultivate your body and mind to achieve the purpose of evolving yourself, then you will never be able to ignore the small pistol in your lifetime. This made Garen a little disappointed. His original purpose was to see if there was any noteworthy power among ordinary people, but the result was just that.

The people around him, even the so-called fighting masters, let alone fighters, were far behind even martial artists. This gave him a feeling of boredom. As a top-notch martial artist, showing off his power among a group of ordinary people who are not even martial artists is like 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 looked over. It turned out to be the freshman girl who joined him. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, her skin was like white snow, and she had almond-shaped eyes and pink lips. She had a beautiful temperament.

This is a very typical oriental beautiful girl.

"Are you disappointed with the martial arts here? Are you bored?" the girl said in a cold voice. The voice was not loud, but everyone around heard the words.

Suddenly the noisy sounds around him fell silent.

"Don't talk nonsense. Master Garen is obviously not such a person." A voice defended.

The girl just looked at Garen quietly and said nothing.

Garen also suppressed his smile and looked back at her.

Seeing that Garen did not defend himself, everyone around him suddenly stopped talking. Obviously Garen's lack of denial did mean that he meant this. This girl was right, the fighting club made him bored.

Vice President Jamie's expression was a little downcast. He looked at Garen and 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 solemn for a moment.

The other club members on the ground also felt that something was wrong here, and most of them gathered over.

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 indeed a bit boring. You're right."

There was a slight curve at the corner of his mouth. It was undoubtedly extremely rare for this girl to be able to keenly catch the slightest change in his eyes and accurately judge the meaning.

And he didn't feel any abnormal fluctuations of extraordinary power in this girl. This was the most critical point.

As soon as he said these words, there was a slight uproar around him, and several old members suddenly showed angry looks on their faces.

"Don't pull me, I'm going to go up and beat this guy to death!"

"Sister Quentin is here! Go up and kill him!"

"Let's wait until the president and others come."

Some people were excited, some were calm. On the field, some people wanted to go up and challenge Garen in a duel, but were caught by their companions. Several club members cursed and took out their mobile phones and started making calls, obviously calling for someone.

"The newcomers are very strong now." The girl in black leather strode onto the stage and stood opposite Garen. With a face that was eighty percent similar to Serena's, and a completely different temperament, everyone recognized her identity immediately.

Serena's sister, Quentin, one of the vice presidents.

"Do you want to make a move with me?" Quentin stared at Garen with squinted eyes, and his two slender legs bounced slightly. The whole person also trembled slightly, as if a clockwork spring was slowly being tightened.

"Although I feel a little sorry for Sister Serena, the fighting level here is indeed a bit low." Garen calmly ignored the opponent's gaze. No wonder the vampires look down on ordinary humans so much. If ordinary people have the power of the secret martial world , no matter how powerful the vampires are, it is impossible to completely ignore ordinary people. If you don't pay attention, you may be capsized in the gutter.

But unfortunately, the ordinary people here are far inferior to the warriors in the secret martial world.

His heart moved slightly, and Garen suddenly had a good idea.

"Do you want to leave?" It was the same voice just now. The newcomer Dongfang girl interrupted again, her eyes fixed on Garen, "Is even the vice president vulnerable in your eyes?" Her face He also frowned a little, obviously dissatisfied with Garen's arrogance.

"Oh??" Garen ignored the excited people around him and looked at the girl seriously. "If the first time I can think that you have a keen intuition and it was a coincidence, then the second time can't be explained by a simple coincidence."

The girl's eyes were slightly panicked, and she avoided Garen's gaze somewhat.

"I just can't stand your attitude. On the surface, you're very friendly, but in fact, you're extremely proud."

She has indeed had extremely keen intuition since she was a child, and can easily interpret the meaning of other people's eyes, no matter how hard they hide it, it is useless. This is an extremely sensitive physical talent. Especially after I studied psychology by myself, I became able to interpret other people's psychology.

Garen is also interested in this point. If this talent is used in fighting, and you can guess the opponent's thoughts and route to the palace when facing an opponent, then it will be an extremely good fighting technique.

It seems that not all human beings in this world are a pile of waste. With this thought in mind, Garen took a deep look at the girl with interest. Suddenly he had a good idea.

Unlike Nighthawk, the people there are almost stereotyped, but the students here are different. Many of them have good potential, especially the girl in front of me. Her potential is even better, and her physical foundation looks good. If you grant them secret skills and then choose a secret martial arts to teach them, as long as they have enough perseverance, they can become masters at a certain level.

Not to mention fighters, at least martial artists are fine.

Garen's own force value is steadily improving day by day, and he has potential help from time to time. If he might have been threatened by an ordinary vampire a few years ago, now, he can kill two with one hand. Number of vampires.

That kind of rough straight-forward attack method, coupled with only biting, pure punching and kicking. For Garen, it was simply unsightly.

During the period from the first year of high school to college, there was not much improvement in potential points, but Garen made rapid progress in breaking through the third level of the Killing Hand. This magic skill has the terrifying effect of taking away the vitality of living creatures. Compared with the two levels below, the third level The power of layers does not lie in the improvement of other aspects, but in the accumulation of effect power.

As the top magic skill of Demon King Hesas, the most terrifying thing about Killing Hand is that it can absorb the vitality of living things, accumulate it in his hands, and wait for it to burst out when needed.

The third level of accumulated vitality can increase the lethality by nearly three times. Coupled with Garen's current basic strength, his 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, he may be able to regain all his strength in a short time. Reach the level six of the totem world.

Just by practicing magic skills to the third level, you can approach the sixth type of god-like strength in the totem world. This made Garen a little confused, but when he looked into it carefully, he found that there seemed to be soul seeds in it.

The soul seeds seem to have a certain amplification and blessing effect, which greatly increases the power of his shots when he practices secret martial arts.

After coming back to his senses, Garen felt that what he wanted to do in this world was to be alone, which would probably not be very convenient and would require some good helpers. Maybe you can find some good seedlings among ordinary people to help you with your affairs.

It’s just that improving strength is one thing, but so is loyalty. These are the key things to consider. Don't teach secret skills or secret martial arts to someone else who will use them against you in the future. That would be unpleasant.

"What's your name?" Garen came back to his senses and looked at the girl.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a black shadow whipped towards his right face like a whip.

It was Quentin, her face was cold, she raised her right leg high and swept it sideways. At the same time, the other leg thrust forward viciously, directly hitting Garen's lower body.

The power is so great that you can tell just by listening to the wind. If it kicks another person, it will definitely be the ending that the man least wants to encounter.

Snapped!

Garen held her leg with one hand, hugged her with the other hand, and swung it to the left.

call! !

A black shadow flew past, and Quentin was thrown directly out of the venue gate. A series of screams suddenly came from outside the door, followed by the hissing sound of a human body sliding on the ground.