For a martial arts sect, reputation was very important. Losing meant that their skills were not as good as others. Anyone who learned martial arts wanted to learn stronger martial arts, so naturally, they would not choose a weak one. This way, if the reputation of losing spread, the White Cloud Gate would completely collapse.
Therefore, for most sects, no matter how big or weak they were, they would not really compete with the entire sect. If they really encountered such a situation, they would really come to pick a fight.
Although everyone knew who was strong and who was weak, doing so would be destroying other people's jobs. It would be a death grudge.
Therefore, after Tenstar Ni was killed, Andrela immediately brought people to pick a fight. At the same time, he picked a fight with the headquarters of the Lucerne Brotherhood to restore part of the Celestial Circle Gate's reputation. Also, to the outside world, Tenstar Ni could only say that his martial arts were not good enough. This would prove that it was not that Celestial Circle Gate's martial arts were weaker, but that the person who practiced it was too weak.
Garon was very clear about the consequences of this battle, but the opponent definitely knew the location of his family and master. This was an invisible threat. Killing one of Manuyllton's spies was nothing. Even if the entire Manuyllton Corporation was just a tool, it would not solve the problem.
This was the momentum created by the Celestial Circle Gate, forcing people to wait in place and accept the battle.
"To be able to survive until now, which sect hasn't picked a fight? Most of the rare martial arts manuals in the sect were probably obtained through this method. The sects that were defeated could not survive in their local area, so they had to leave their home and survive. "
Garen recalled some things that his master, Fei Baiyun, had mentioned when he was teaching him martial arts. One of them was the reason why the White Cloud Gate's founder crossed the ocean and came to the Confederation. He was challenged by a local expert and after he was utterly defeated, he had no choice but to leave his hometown and start anew in an unknown place. After all, if his reputation spread, the dojo would not be able to continue operating.
"If you want to ruin the reputation of the White Cloud Gate, you have to see if I allow it." Garon closed his eyes and began to think of a way to counter a speed type opponent.
"When the speed reaches a certain level, my speed will not be able to keep up. I can only deal with the changes by remaining unchanged. As long as I know the target of the opponent's attack, no matter how he changes, I just have to defend myself. It was easy to defend. However, it would be troublesome to attack the other party. You're too fast, I can't keep up, and I don't have any attribute points to increase my speed … "
Garon began to imagine a high-speed opponent attacking him from various angles, and then came up with a countermeasure. At the same time, how would he attack his opponent?
"Between two points, a straight line is the shortest. And that aspect … Perhaps I can consider it from these two aspects … 'He moved his body slightly and fell into deep thought again.
After an unknown period of time, he stood up and walked out. He walked into the courtyard and stood in front of a rockery pond, quietly standing there without moving.
*****
July Group
Andrela calmly stood on the greyish white round arena, the thin sword in his hand vibrating with the crisp sound of a silver bell. The tip of the sword trembled rapidly and made a sound, like the sound of wind chimes in the night wind.
He quietly looked at the old man who was being helped by a group of people to treat his wounds.
"July Gate. Let the real experts come out. I don't have the patience to waste time with you."
"You!!"
The old man pointed at Andrela and spat out a mouthful of blood, trembling with anger.
Shia was supported by two disciples in black. His face was covered in blood, and his right arm hung limply from his shoulder. He stared at Andrela hatefully. Beside him was Rampas, whose face was as white as a sheet, and a group of middle-aged men and women in red. The group of people in red had ashen faces, and the short knives in their hands were trembling slightly. They had just arrived at the Red Obsidian Gate when they heard that Andrela had come to challenge them. However, they saw the July Gate's Grand Elder being stabbed by Andrela's sword.
Everyone only heard a clear sound, and then the sound of a bell flashed. The Grand Elder groaned, blood spurting out from his right chest, and he fell to the ground. They couldn't even see how Andrela sheathed his sword.
"Our strongest expert is only Grand Elder Gudu Si Nan! Andrela, you are strong! Far beyond our imagination! But if you want to humiliate us with such a cheap excuse! We, the July Gate, would rather fight you than let you have an easy time!!! "
Shia, the strongest of the July Gate's younger generation, roared hatefully.
"Humiliate?" Andrela held his long sword horizontally, and the sound of the bell stopped abruptly. "The path of seeking Dao is so difficult. Do you think I will spend my time humiliating trash like you?"
His expression was as usual, and his eyes flashed with a gentle luster. However, at this moment, such gentleness gave people a cold chill.
"Seven Moon Gate … You really disappoint me …" He leaped down from the arena. Xin Luo and the other two followed behind him. "Forget it. I've already wasted so much of my time. Let's go straight to Circling Dance Gate."
Pfft!
The Grand Elder spat out another mouthful of blood. He wanted to say something, but he was blocked by the reverse blood flow. He was so angry that he couldn't help but faint.
The Second Elder and the others were livid. Some of them were held down by their fellow disciples and didn't dare to let go, for fear that they would die if they let go.
Andrela and the other three walked out of the July Gate building. Outside, the Celestial Circle Gate's elders were waiting for them.
"It's settled?"
"It's settled." Andrela smiled.
"They're not on the same level at all. Senior Brother took care of them in a few moves. This kind of trash is useless no matter how many of them there are, "the tall girl next to Xinluo said disdainfully.
"Iona, weren't you injured just now? If it wasn't for Senior Brother, heh. "Another short boy laughed mockingly.
"I at least held on for two. What about you? Shorty is indeed Shorty. You were beaten down in one move. "
"Let's go to the Circling Dance Gate." Andrela didn't say anything else and turned to get into the car.
His prestige was growing by the day. One sentence was enough to make the two of them quiet down and get into the black car.
When the car from the Celestial Circle Gate gradually left, the people from the other sects who were watching the show gradually gathered and discussed.
At this time, a large group of people poured out of the July Gate building's exit. Shia, Rampas, and the others carried the Grand Elder who had regained consciousness, as well as the Red Obsidian Gate's Gate Master and the others.
"Let's go! Let's go to the Circling Dance Gate! "Shia said hatefully as she looked at the black car fleet that was driving away.
July Gate was different from other sects. They had a very deep foundation in the organization itself. It wasn't that their reputation was destroyed, but that they would suffer a crushing defeat.
A group of people drove a silver car fleet and got into the car one after another.
Rampas sat with his father, the Second Elder.
"Rampas, you're a member of the exchange this time. What do you think of Garon from White Cloud Gate?" The Second Elder was a middle-aged man with a steady face. He had short black hair and graying temples. He looked worried.
"Senior Brother Garon. He's a very powerful person." Rampas honestly answered his own impression. "His physique is very strong! He's a strength-type. "
"Power-type?" A trace of regret flashed in the Second Elder's eyes. "It's a pity that I didn't pay attention when you came to me. However, July Gate isn't just a martial arts sect. This failure will at most cause some losses, but it won't affect us much. We don't rely on martial arts to support the entire group. Forget it. Since we've already offended you, even though it was our mistake, this matter ends here. "
"But …!" Rampas still wanted to say something, but was stopped by his father.
"Our July Group can't possibly lower ourselves and apologize for a pure martial arts practitioner. You don't understand the Great Elder. If it were up to me, I would be very willing to do so. But the Great Elder is in charge now. Even if he knows he's wrong, he won't admit it. " The Second Elder sighed. "He's just that kind of person. Even if he dies, he won't admit he's wrong."
Rampas had nothing to say. He only felt a pent-up anger in his heart that he couldn't vent.
The July Group's caravan was followed by the carriages of other sects. Everyone knew that the final battle between Celestial Circle Gate and the Southern Twelve Gates would be held at Circling Dance Gate. For this final battle, it was also a chance to openly witness Andrela's strength. The people of Celestial Circle Gate had no intention of stopping them. This was a chance for them to promote the strength of Celestial Circle Gate.
Andrela easily defeated July Gate, scaring the Red Obsidian Gate so much that they didn't even dare to make a move. The foundation for Celestial Circle Gate's general trend was basically set.
Finally, it was time to settle the grudge with Garon of White Cloud Gate.
The mighty caravan formed a long line, ceaselessly stopping in the open space around Circling Dance Gate and on the streets.
Most of the people of Dinah City thought that some leader had come down to inspect, so they followed the crowd and formed a large circle of onlookers. The city police also sent a large number of police officers to be on guard duty and set up a cordon to prevent anyone other than martial artists from entering the 500-meter radius around Circling Dance Gate.
Only the residents who were originally at home within the cordon had the opportunity to see what was happening inside.
Celestial Circle Gate's black caravan slowly stopped in front of Circling Dance Gate's courtyard.
The reddish-brown wooden door was tightly shut.
Andrela and the others slowly got out of the car with the banging sounds of car doors opening and closing.
He raised his head to look at the black plaque above the courtyard door. The words "Circling Dance Martial Arts School" were clearly visible on it. However, the black paint at the edges had peeled off, revealing the brown wooden texture underneath.
Andrela had already changed into a new black shirt and trousers. His long hair reached his waist, and he wore a smile on his face. If not for the slender silver sword hanging from his waist, he wouldn't have looked like he was here to challenge, but more like he was here to visit a friend.
He gently pressed down on the blindfold over his left eye. With a creak, the courtyard door opened.
Through the open courtyard door, he instantly saw Garon standing in the courtyard with his back facing him.
Garon's eyes were tightly shut, and the muscles in his body were slightly adjusting. He was in a strange and delicate state, and right now, he was in the best state he had ever been in.
"Celestial Circle Gate, Andrela?" he asked in a low voice.
"Southern Twelve Gates, Garon?" Andrela whispered back.
Without any hesitation, he drew his sword in an instant, and his whole body turned into a black shadow as he charged toward Garon.
Garen turned around and opened his eyes. His body quickly expanded and became bigger.
The two of them approached each other rapidly. Suddenly, the sound of wind chimes and the angry roar of a giant elephant rang out in the air.
At the same time, a smile appeared on both of their faces. It was anticipation!
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