In an empty room that was as white as jade.
Renée stood quietly in the distance, leaning on her walking stick. Garon was standing on the ground, her face serene. She had just changed into a white training suit, looking pure and clean, as if she was an ordinary, harmless old woman.
On the other side of the room, Garon raised his hand, and five Winter Night Wolves appeared in front of him.
As soon as he used the Space Ring, Garon suddenly remembered that it was Princess Ani's personal item. He was only borrowing it from her, but now he was temporarily called a Three Hearted Disciple by his Third Sister, so he could only return it to her when he returned.
"Only five?" Reyne shook her head. "This isn't even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth …" She suddenly grinned, revealing her white, sharp teeth. She looked like a terrifying beast.
"Let's try it first." Garen did not say anything. Every single one of the Winter Night Wolves had reached the limit of Level Five just as he had imagined. Their bodies were surrounded by a faint transparent light screen. That was the force field defense that Level Five represented.
For opponents below Level Five, to kill these giant wolves, they would first have to break through the force field defense.
"Then … you have to be careful …" Renée chuckled, gently tapping her walking stick on the ground.
Boom!!
A terrifying tremor suddenly spread out in all directions with her as the center.
"War Trample!!"
Renée roared, with her as the center. Crack!
Countless cracks suddenly appeared, like countless black snakes crazily spreading toward Garon, all the way to Garon's feet and suddenly rushing upward.
Whoosh!
A grey stone pillar shot out from the crack. The tip of the stone pillar was extremely sharp, and it pierced towards Garen's crotch.
Garon was shocked. This series of changes was extremely fast, and even he could not react in time. In almost the blink of an eye, the attack was already in front of him.
He did not have time to think, so he leaned back to avoid the stone pillar. The five Winter Night Wolves howled and pounced toward Renée, surrounding her from three directions.
"Idiot! The Energy Machinists of Naga have always relied on themselves, not Energy Machines! " Renée snorted coldly. Her figure flashed. She didn't seem to be moving very quickly, but she was able to dodge the attacks of the wolves perfectly. She even directed the attacks of the wolves to hit her own team members.
As she dodged, Renée actually dashed towards Garon at the speed of Sprint. His entire body was like a sharp blade that had been unsheathed.
Garen had just avoided the earth spikes that burst out from the cracks in the ground. He had just stabilized his body and stabilized his stance when he saw Rainy almost in front of him.
Turn!!
The bottom of the black crutch was like a steel spike, fiercely stabbing towards his eyes. Looking at the speed and strength, it seemed like he would die if he couldn't block it.
"Ten Thousand True Destruction!!" At a time like this, Garon had no way to hide anything. He instinctively used his fastest and most adaptable move, the Ten Thousand True Technique.
The destructive force twisted his body instantly, causing his body to move to the left. At the same time, Garon raised his right arm and lashed out at Renée's neck like a whip.
At the same time, his eyes flashed. He knew that he was definitely no match for Renée. Any mercy would be foolish. He might as well use the third transformation of the Ten Thousand True Technique to the extreme.
Other than his whip-like right arm, he raised two fingers on his left hand and stabbed towards Renée's waist.
"This move is pretty good!" Renée was still able to comment calmly in the midst of her high-speed movements. "A Water Mirror level combat technique would be considered a peerless master among normal people. But in Naga, it's nothing!"
She suddenly let out a low howl.
"Let me show you a higher level above the Water Mirror! Silver Mirror! "
Her crutch suddenly disappeared, and she swung it from the bottom to the top.
Clang!!!
An extremely strange feeling suddenly surged into Garen's heart. He felt that all of his attacks seemed to have hit thin air at the same time, as if there was a huge invisible force that naturally pulled his attacking instincts to one side.
And in this situation, his well-honed battle instincts told him that he had indeed hit his target. But his five senses clearly told him that he had missed.
Whoosh!
Like a shadow, Renée charged from the right, her crutch lightly hovering at Garon's throat. In an instant, it went from extremely fast to extremely quiet. The tip of the crutch was less than half a centimeter away from Garon's throat.
It seemed as if there was an extremely heavy pressure on it. Even though it was only hovering at his throat, Garon had an instinctive feeling that if he was hit, his entire body would disintegrate in an instant.
"I didn't even have time to use the third transformation of the Ten Thousand True Technique …" Garon's heart sank to the bottom for the first time.
This was a pure contest of combat techniques. Neither of them used their Chixue Kung or any other special abilities. It was purely a contest of combat realms.
The result was unbelievable. He lost.
And he lost without any suspense. There was not a trace of fluke.
That instinctive pulling force just now, he could feel that it was a higher level of skill, a martial arts skill, and not any so-called natural ability.
The sharp tip of the crutch was only a little bit away from his throat.
Cold sweat slowly seeped out of Garon's forehead. He stared at the tip of his throat with full concentration, not daring to move.
"How disappointing … really …" Renée's eyes faintly moved with an indescribable color. "How can you be my hope when you're so weak? Instead of going out and getting killed, why don't you just be killed by me here!!!"
Before she finished speaking, the crutch fiercely pointed at Garon.
The sharp tip of the crutch carried a trace of killing intent as it pierced into Garon's throat.
Blood splattered.
"Whoosh!"
The tip of the crutch directly pierced through the back of Garon's neck, bringing with it fresh red blood.
Garen clutched his throat, his face full of disbelief. He staggered back a few steps, but found that whether it was his strong physique or his own potential, he could not stop the large amount of blood that was gushing out of his mouth.
Wasn't he still in the middle of the test? How … How could this be?
He wanted to dodge just now, but when his life was in danger, he used the trembling transformation five times in a row, all of which were easily seen through by Renée. In the end, his throat was still pierced by the crutch, unable to resist at all.
Crushed, this was a crushing with almost no resistance. Renée's strength was practically at the peak of combat. Garon had always been proud of his martial arts realm, but this was the first time he was suppressed by someone face to face. This was not what he found unbelievable, the most incomprehensible thing was that Renée actually used a killing move in a spar!!??
Beep beep beep … Beep beep beep … Beep beep beep …
His vision gradually darkened, and the large amount of blood loss caused Garon to slowly lose his vision. Suddenly, a short but rhythmic sound rang in his ears.
Smack!
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his forehead, as if something cold had touched between his eyebrows. It was a cold pain.
"Wake up!" Someone shouted in his ears.
Garon suddenly felt his vision blur, and his brain instantly woke up.
He was standing in the white space from before, and opposite him, Renée was still standing far away, looking at him with an indifferent expression.
There were no cracks in the ground between the two of them, and his throat was still fine. There was no blood, no wound.
Garon subconsciously touched his throat … It was perfectly fine!
"What … What realm is this?!!"
His voice was a little hoarse, and what surprised him was that his throat was actually injured. It was not an illusion, but a real pain as if something had pierced through his throat. However, it was much weaker than what he had seen before.
"In the martial way of killing, there is a supreme palace of skills. To be able to be called the Mirror Realm is already enough to become a top grandmaster of a generation, establish a sect, and achieve great things." Reyne leaned on her walking stick and calmly explained.
"And your current realm is the Water Mirror Realm. Any attack will be naturally reflected in your instincts, and then automatically generate the best response with the fastest conditioned reflex. This is the Water Mirror. It is not afraid of sneak attacks or illusions, and it is one of the Mirrors of True Martial Arts. It is also a level higher than the average grandmaster's Consolidation Realm. "
"How is the Consolidation Realm divided?" Garon asked in a low, hoarse voice.
"Return to One, as the name implies, all methods return to one. When one reaches a certain height, one can find a certain principle and pattern in everything. When one applies it to martial arts, one will be able to use one's own goals as one's goal, and fuse any skills that one can use together to form one's own martial arts skills.
This is the Furnace Realm, and also the foundation of the Grandmaster Realm. After reaching this level, you are qualified to enter the Mirror Realm. "Renée explained with a smile. "To be able to enter the Mirror Realm at your age, you are one in a million. You are a genius among geniuses, even more terrifying than Carthage. If it was not for his talent, you would not be able to catch up to him in a few lifetimes. Maybe you two could really compete."
Garon was still thinking about the feeling of his throat being pierced. That red feeling did not seem to be an illusion.
"Then Senior Sister, what is the Mirror Realm?"
Renée smiled, waved her hand, and the two immediately left the white space, reappearing in the corridor from before. It was empty in front and behind, and only a woman in white was still waiting in the same place.
"The Mirror Realm, with the Water Mirror, is your current level. You have honed your instincts to the peak. After that is the Silver Mirror, a battle between top masters, especially martial arts grandmasters, the exchange of Qi is very fierce. Do you believe it? I didn't actually do anything just now, I just stood here and released my realm for you to sense. If I was a moment later, you might have really died from the fatal wound of your throat being pierced. "
Renée explained gently.
"Didn't do anything?!" Garon was shocked. "Could it be that everything just now was my illusion? Or my instincts were induced to make a mistake?! "
"This is the exchange of Qi. Low-level martial artists are not qualified to experience this feeling at all, and now you only have Qi, but you don't have the skills to use it, causing your skills to be suppressed by Energy Machinery and all kinds of high-tech. It is only useful in close combat, if you really encounter a complicated situation, it is not enough. Isn't that right? "Reyne chuckled and said understandingly.
"That is indeed the case." Garon nodded seriously. Ever since he came to this world, other than close combat, it was really like what this Senior Sister said, the martial arts realm was not very useful. When faced with powerful high-tech weapons, it was beyond his ability.
"That is the reason." Renée nodded. "The Mirror Realm is very deep. Because you don't have a teacher, you can only explore by yourself, so it is normal to be suppressed by high-tech weapons. However, the power of the Water Mirror can be used in all kinds of ways. When faced with high-tech weapons, what you need to do is not to go up and fight, but to temper all your skills into a part of your body. Add it to your instincts and use it in a cycle, becoming a part of your conditioned reflex. This kind of addition requires the use of something — the psychokinesis core. And this is something that only exists in the resonance stage. "
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