Mysterious journey

"I'm Ero from Jueluoshou. What's your name?" The fat man had a tuft of yellow hair on his head. It didn't look like it was dyed, but natural. He stretched out his hand and brushed his yellow hair and asked with an honest look.

"Garen. Baiyun Gate." Garen raised his hand and assumed four postures, and his whole person's temperament instantly became fierce.

"How about I just stand still and let you hit me?" Fat Elo said with a smile, "As long as you can hurt me, you win."

"This idiot!" Jette in the audience covered his eyes and couldn't bear to watch.

Bang! !

Garen made a forward movement, his elbow straight like a sharp arrow, piercing into the fat man's chest and abdomen.

The white fat suddenly vibrated violently, and waves of fat began to sway in circles from the hit part.

Erlo's expression changed and he turned a little pale.

"rush!"

Garen's face was indifferent, he twisted his feet and exerted force, and his whole body crashed into the fat man again.

boom!

The fat man's mountain-like body was blasted away and landed hard on the ground below the ring, stirring up a large amount of dust.

"The verdict is pronounced." Garen straightened up and said calmly.

"...Okay...Okay." The referee woke up from a dream. "This match! Baiyunmen Jialong wins!!" He shook the bell vigorously, but the sound of the little bell was indeed too quiet, and was directly drowned in the exclamations of the crowd.

Jette stood in the corner with a solemn expression.

"It seems that we still underestimated his strength. He is already qualified to challenge Biou of the Red Sand Sword. Jueluomen is ranked seventh, and this fat man is considered the best among them. He ranked eleventh in the last exchange meeting, and he is full of His fat is the best defense, and his secret weapon is a powerful fat ring that is activated at all times, and the shocks of ordinary masters have almost no effect on him."

Long Er's face turned pale as well.

"Then. How did he kill the fat man just now?"

"His strength, speed, and the skill of continuously concentrating on one point, all come together to directly break through the dense martial arts circle with a point of arrancar. What a terrifying fighting consciousness!!" Jieite murmured in explanation, " His shock, body coordination, and most importantly, explosive speed, are much stronger than those of ordinary secret warriors!! I have seen Baiyun Sect's secret martial arts giant elephant secret method, but the specific effect is simply not as powerful as his. Could it be that he is practicing some new martial arts?! Isn’t he from the Baiyun Sect?”

"No! He did use the Baiyunmen Explosive Fist." A quiet male voice suddenly sounded beside the two of them.

Both Jieite and Long Er were startled, and when they turned around, they looked respectful.

"Senior brother!" "Hello, senior brother." The two of them greeted each other quickly.

Standing on one side was the one-eyed Andrela who had just arrived to watch the battle, the strongest contemporary disciple of the Star Ring Sect. He is also the strongest young master in the south.

He wears a black eyepatch on his left eye, and his right eye is a crystal clear dark golden eye. His long black hair is casually draped behind him, reaching to his waist. It gives people a mysterious and gentle temperament.

"Nineteen, twenty-three, you are still new to the game. You have only practiced for a few years and you cannot tell his actual style." Andrela looked at Garen on the ring with a hint of appreciation.

"If I guess correctly, this Garen has already practiced the secret martial arts of the Baiyun Sect to the highest level. What a terrifying talent! The giant elephant secret martial arts of the Baiyun Sect is only a third-rate secret martial arts. Many sects have similar secret martial arts training methods. I didn’t expect that he could actually practice a third-rate secret martial arts to this level.”

"No way, does Senior Brother mean that Garen's secret martial arts level is even higher than that of his master?" Jieite said in shock.

"I don't know, but the strength of the leader of the Baiyun Sect is only known to the generation of masters who have fought with him. He is only a third-rate secret martial arts. No matter how strong he is, his power is limited, so there is no need to worry too much." Andrela Looking at Garen resting cross-legged on the stage, he shook his head sadly. "It's a pity that if he had been encountered by our Star Ring Gate earlier, his current achievements would be unimaginable. It's a pity that the secret weapon is limited. This is already his peak."

He used two pity in a row.

Jieite and Long Er also understood what he meant. Garen has already cultivated Baiyun Sect's secret martial arts to this level, and his body has been finalized. It is impossible to modify other secret martial arts. Moreover, the limit of a third-rate secret martial arts is Galleon's current level, and there is no way to improve it.

"Then senior brother, in your opinion, where is the real strength of this Garen?" Long Er asked curiously. With the strongest senior brother by her side, the shadow that Garen cast on her seemed to be completely gone, and her whole body suddenly became much more relaxed.

"It should be similar to Liusha's Dongshengyi, ranking around fifth or sixth. If the strength of other people this year does not change too much." Andrela said lightly.

"Five or six!!" Jett and the two were shocked again, both in disbelief.

Garen did not notice Andrela in the corner of the crowd. This man seemed to have some unusual magic power. No one around him even glanced at him, as if he was completely invisible.

He breathed slowly and regained his physical strength as quickly as possible according to Miwu's breathing rules. Although he had just defeated the fat man who had a hand just now, it still consumed a little energy. He still adjusted his state to be in the best condition to deal with the next opponent.

Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, the opponent for the next game did not come. Not only him, but also the referee became a little impatient. He asked a disciple of the Star Ring Sect and found out that his next opponent was fighting hard. In addition to the venues where the battle had already started, some of them were too injured and needed to rest. Heal injuries. All Game 4 contestants still have to wait. The remaining ones are the masters who have won the fifth game. According to the rules, it is impossible to arrange a battle at this time.

"Does this mean I can have some time to rest temporarily?" Garen stood up and asked in a low voice.

"Well, you have about half an hour's rest. You can do whatever you want." The referee nodded and replied respectfully. In the secret martial arts world, the strong have always been respected, and Garen's strength won his respect.

"Okay." Garen was about to sit down cross-legged again and adjust his body.

After sitting for a while, a disciple in black from the Star Ring Sect came up and handed a note.

"Senior Brother Jialong, there is someone outside who says he is an acquaintance of yours and asked me to pass a note to you."

"Acquaintance?" Garen took the note, unfolded it, and his eyes suddenly widened.

There was only one line written on the note.

‘Want to know how Geguo died? Come out at two o'clock in the evening, I'll wait for you outside. ’ There is also a familiar tattoo pattern pattern drawn below, which is exactly the pattern on the back of the hands of those with telekinesis.

He crumpled the note into a ball. Garen's eyes narrowed, and there was a faint chill in his eyes.

"Where is the person who gave you the note?" he asked the disciple who handed him the note.

"Still waiting outside." Before the man could finish his words, he saw Garen jumping off the ring and walking towards the door. The crowds below had no effect on him. He was like a moving rock. Wherever he went, the crowds separated automatically.

After walking out of the room a few times, there were constant noises from the room on the other side, as if many people were cheering.

"Sharo! Sharo! Sharo!" Waves of cheers came one after another, making it very lively.

Garen glanced left and right in the corridor, and suddenly saw a corner of a black cloak at the end of the corridor in the distance.

He arched his head and rushed out instantly. He rushed to the end of the corridor in a few strides. After turning at the end, there was a straight black corridor that was tens of meters long. There were no turns in the middle, but there was no trace of the man just now, only a couple of meters. In seconds, the shadow disappeared.

"Crossing twenty or thirty meters in one or two seconds." Garen looked at the corridor with people coming and going, and suddenly grabbed a female disciple who was walking by. "Did you see a man in a black cloak passing by just now?"

"Ouch! It hurts! No! I've never seen it before!" The girl was startled and replied repeatedly.

"Sorry, I hurt you." Garen then noticed that his hand was too strong and quickly let go of the other person. "Did you really not see it?"

"No! How can anyone wear a black cloak in broad daylight?" After answering, the female disciple rubbed her shoulders and ran away like a rabbit.

Garen walked along the corridor and asked people around him as he walked, but the answer was that no one had ever seen such a man in a black cloak.

Other students from Baiyun Sect also caught up and followed behind him.

Ke Ling wanted to go up and say hello, but Simon held him back and shook his head slightly at her.

"Elder brother must have something important, and we will help him find it."

Except for Rimrido who was missing, the four of them asked everyone they saw along the way, but no one had seen a man in a black cloak.

Garen walked to a corridor lounge, slowly sat on a bench, and wiped the sweat and oil from his face with his hands. The note and the corner of the black cloak were like a heavy shadow slowly pressing on the bottom of his heart.

Exclamations and cheers came from the surrounding rooms from time to time, and they were silent, and that was the arena where other players were competing.

The other three people from Baiyun Gate were also a little tired and sat down.

"Eldest Brother" Ke Ling looked at Garen with some worry.

"Is it almost time for the next game?" Garen suddenly raised his head and regained his previous calmness. "Thank you for helping me find someone. Let's go back to the competition first."

"Yes!" Simon and the others quickly replied.

Garen stood up and collected himself.

After he upgraded the Colossal Elephant Secret Martial Arts to the level of Colossal Elephant Dacheng, he didn't feel much at the time, but he gradually made some discoveries later. After the completion of the Colossal Elephant Secret Martial Arts, every move he made had a sense of roundness, Baiyun's four major fighting skills. The shape, the power shock technique of the giant elephant Miwu, and the basic fighting skills are all integrated into one. Every move he makes is as if he is a real giant elephant, calm, powerful, and integrated.

He now understands the function of this giant elephant secret weapon, which is coordination.

Coordinating the practitioner's Baiyun secret technique, explosive boxing technique, Baiyun fighting skills, etc., and integrating them into one, forming a natural and coherent overall force.