Mysterious journey

Pa..pa.pa.

In Berlin's study, Gallon's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.

He looked down at Dam, who was kneeling on the ground, and Hossiman, who was standing respectfully beside him. The atmosphere was slightly depressing.

"You are all my proudest and most powerful disciples." Garen said in a slow and powerful tone.

Neither Damm nor Hoseman spoke. But Dam's body began to tremble slightly, as if he was afraid of something.

"I'm teaching you to promote my Water Bird Fist." Garen looked at Dam, "But look what you have done? Destroyed the messenger, so that my subsequent supplementary instructions could not be conveyed, and it was almost Do something irreversible.”

Garen's expression was very calm and gentle, as if he was chatting about what to do in the afternoon.

"If I hadn't gotten Hoseman in time, Damn"

"It's my fault!!" Dam lowered his head severely, "No matter what punishment, I am willing to bear it!!"

His voice was trembling.

Everything about him comes from his boxing skills, and Garen controls the source of his boxing skills. Once this source is taken away or is not replenished every once in a while, the inhuman pain will feel like the bones in his body are itching to the deepest parts, but No way to scratch at all.

Hossiman glanced at him with a cold expression.

"Teacher, the conflict with the Vampire Clan is inevitable. Damu killed the inheritor of the Holy Law, one of the five major families of the Vampire Clan. Every inheritor of the Holy Law is carefully selected and is the hope of the family. We must prepare in advance. .”

"What's your opinion?" Garen looked at this disciple who was obviously steady and emotionless. He knew this guy had obviously interrogated some vampires to get information.

"Teacher, please move to the Holy Fist Palace. We have built an absolutely safe defense facility base there. Now the vampires don't know that the president of our fighting club is you, or they don't know that the fighting club's Fist Saint refers to you. For the Blood Clan, we must also establish a complete institutional system. A loose organization cannot cope with the huge accumulation of the Blood Clan." Hossiman explained in a low voice.

"You mean to integrate our forces, the Fighting Club, Nighthawk, your Ba Fist Club, Dam's Death Fist Club, and Quentin's forces?" Garen understood what he meant.

This Hossiman looks cold and straightforward, but in fact, compared to Dam, he is a truly profound guy.

"With the Holy Fist Palace as the core, we have integrated into a huge group. I believe that with the strength of the teacher, no matter whether it is a vampire or anything else, no one can stop us." Hossiman frankly stated his ambitions .

"Integrate the fighting power of the entire world to form a martial arts system with us as the core, so that everyone can respect our Holy Fist Palace as the supreme holy place! Isn't this in line with your true intention of spreading the profound meaning of boxing, teacher?" He clearly embraced The cold and low voice spoke, but it still gave people a strong sense of incitement.

Garen looked at this disciple carefully.

"My boxing technique is an ancient killing boxing technique. Are you sure you understand what this means?"

Unifying the entire martial arts school and creating the world's martial arts holy land is equivalent to creating an era. What a great deed and achievement!

But the bloody storm it will bring will also be unprecedented. This is a battle to determine the supremacy of orthodoxy.

"This is the best way we came up with." Hossiman nodded. Obviously this wasn't the first day I had this idea.

Garen narrowed his eyes. He understood that Hosiman wanted him to integrate the entire force more for his own ambition. This disciple knew that he had no intention of managing these trivial matters, so he could only entrust this part of the affairs to others. manage. And Dam is not a suitable candidate to manage such a large organization. He is too cruel. Among truly suitable people, there are actually not many to choose from.

"This can be done." Garen said slowly, setting the tone. "Judging from the progress of you and Dam, the World Fighting Championship you organized was very effective and successful."

"Indeed." Hossiman nodded, "So far, we have received different martial arts schools from 246 countries around the world. We have made records of some key powerful schools and special schools. Including the areas they occupy. region, social status, own influence, economic strength, etc.”

He pushed up his glasses.

"From this information, I found that even the most powerful fighting schools cannot compare with the strength of my water bird boxing. Most of the fighters are unable to cope with the siege of firearms, and lack actual combat experience. Many are just showy."

Garen nodded affirmatively.

"Isn't the competition an opportunity to eliminate these useless trash genres?"

"Remove the bad and retain the good, this is an old saying in the East." Hossiman laughed. "After we finally set the standards for review, there will only be three major schools in the world that can truly be called martial arts schools except us."

"Which three?"

"With us as the center, the Dongji Boxing in the west contains many routines and has been passed down for thousands of years. It is very valuable. The main countries are China, India, Mongolia, Russia and other countries. The Saudi Boxing in the south includes There are many sword and kick techniques, mainly quick, mainly distributed in Argentina, Chile, Brazil and other countries. The east side is more complicated, with a mixture of major schools. Among them, the strongest practical school is the Mo Ke Lock Sword School, and the swordsman master Mo Ke The practical swordsmanship founded by Kesuo has now evolved into spear swordsmanship and stabbing swordsmanship used with firearms. Mainly in European countries, its swordsmanship concepts have a profound impact on fighting in various countries, and many countries will also use their swordsmen for special forces training. The masters serve as instructors." Hossiman listed all the noteworthy finishing schools one by one.

"Dongji Boxing, Saudi Boxing, Moko Sword Locking School, and our own Water Bird Boxing, these are the four most well-known powerful schools in the world." Gallon repeated, "Have you met the representatives of these schools?"

"Of course, we have established a communication relationship with each other." Hossiman nodded. "In fact, there are still many schools that are very strong in actual combat, but because their representative schools are not strong enough, we will not report them here one by one in the second batch we included. In order to establish the Holy Way of Boxing, we need, It is still an overwhelming victory of a truly global nature! For this, we need a lot of human and financial resources. Security measures must also be strengthened.”

At this moment, Dam, who was kneeling next to Hossiman, finally had a seizure. The soul guide in his body, the core of his spirit, was attracted by Galleon. The torture that was as painful as bone marrow made him tremble all over, and he knelt on the ground. , the sweat on his body soon soaked his whole clothes.

The muscles on his body seemed to be dried out, and they began to slowly wither. This was caused by a loss of moisture in the skin caused by a large amount of water loss. It was only because of the rapid loss that it caused this shocking effect visible to the naked eye.

Garen glanced at him.

"This is your punishment. After two days, I will lift this punishment."

Dam's whole body twitched and he reluctantly lowered his head.

"Thank you, teacher." He struggled to squeeze out a few words, and then he was speechless.

"You should deal with the matters you cause yourself, and you should deal with the matters of the inheritors of the Holy Law yourself. You founded Death Water Bird Fist. Since you want to stand on your own, you must also have the ability to take responsibility." Garen waved his hand, "You can out."

Dam then raised his head, stood up with difficulty like a zombie, and walked out of the room. This kind of torture would last for two more days and one night. This feeling was even more painful than being fried in boiling oil. But he was powerless to resist, and that was the drawback of shortcuts. While gaining great strength, it also brings with it shackles that cannot be freed.

Garon asked Hoseman about some martial arts schools around the world.

The main circles in this world are vampires and witches. They are the main theme of the world at this time and are the key to determining the direction of the world.

The circle of mortal martial artists is a completely different circle. They have no extraordinary power at all and purely rely on their own hard work and the path of self-improvement combined with modern technology. Many of the disciples were broken into the mercenary circle because of manslaughter, and naturally they were trained in blood and fire.

Although this circle is not strong, it is not easy to integrate.

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On the outskirts of Berlin, Nighthawk temporary base

The base is located at the bottom of a deserted valley, more than ten minutes' drive from the nearest highway.

The entire base was originally a garrison training base for the German military, and was later purchased by Nighthawk through bidding. After renovation, it was used as a training base for a small number of stationed personnel.

The base is heavily guarded and surrounded by guards.

Almost every few steps there are one or two elite mercenary guards armed with firearms. They wear uniform black soldier uniforms. There are surveillance cameras and infrared defense lines everywhere in every corner of the base.

Small drones fly regularly in the sky for mobile patrols. It is impossible to know what the various parameter sensors rely on to sense warnings. This is also a tight protective network.

The base is uniformly made of black metallic-colored glossy buildings. Within a square circle, black houses have been built, and vehicles are constantly coming and going between the houses and buildings. From time to time, people who go out to complete tasks come in and out of the base.

In a medical logistics building.

In the clean white ward, three sparsely spaced beds are placed in the ward.

"Preeto" A weak woman's voice sounded from a hospital bed. "are you OK?"

The white light from the window shone in and fell on the quilt of the white hospital bed. Under the quilt was a pale blond young woman. Her eyelids were a little swollen and she looked very lifeless. At this time, he turned his head and looked at the man on the other bed next to him.

"Damn it, didn't you know that the male and female wards should be divided into two? They just threw us into one room and left us alone!"

The woman seemed to have regained some vitality and energy, and immediately began to curse.

"Stop scolding this place. This is that monster's territory. If he provokes us, we won't get any good results." The man on the hospital bed nearby responded weakly.

These two people were Zhenya and Preuto who were rescued from the killing scene by Hosiman's men. Both of them are low-level vampires. Even if their blood is drained, they will not die, but will be completely weak. As long as the core is not strong, they will not die. Bad, the head is intact, and everything else will be fine. But this was because they were lucky. When Dam went crazy, he had to chase Aisharo and others, so he didn't have time to kill him completely. Otherwise, two more lives won't be enough for them.