"Smoking pipe?" A strange look flashed across the Second Elder's eyes. "I've been feeling unwell in my lungs recently, so I don't really want to smoke. That's why I put it away. What, do you have a problem with that? Are you trying to control whether I smoke or not?! "
"Of course, that's not what I meant." Garon's narrowed eyes became sharper.
"If that's not what you meant, then get lost!" The Second Elder was instantly enraged.
"Unwell in your lungs?" Garon smiled coldly. "Your disciple's skills have improved greatly recently. Why don't you let your disciple check your lungs and see what's wrong with them …"
Before he finished speaking, Garen formed a claw with one of his hands and clawed at the Second Elder. With a tearing sound, an empty vacuum was torn open in the air. It was a terrifying air passage caused by his extreme speed. Before the surrounding air could rush in to fill the gap, Garen's claw had already reached the Second Elder's chest.
The dazzling white Non-falling Light covered Garon's palm, dyeing the entire claw white. From afar, it did not look like a human hand.
The claw was about to grab the Second Elder's chest.
"How dare you!!"
A layer of black halo suddenly exploded beside Garon, turning into a black vortex. Several fist-sized black worms flew out with a whoosh and bit at Garon's head.
The Second Elder's face was filled with shock. The Non-falling Level halo around his body exploded violently, but it only slowed down the speed at which Garon's arm reached forward.
"Double Fist Pressure."
Garon's right hand suddenly doubled in strength. With an even more intense and heavy pressure, it landed on the Second Elder's chest.
The intense surrounding fist pressure instantly crushed the black worms that were pouncing at him in the air, turning them into several puddles of stinky goo.
An unstoppable, terrifying pressure suppressed the Second Elder. At this time, he was completely powerless to resist. He could only stare at the palm that was getting closer and closer.
"How dare you kill your master!!!"
He roared wildly.
Boom!!!
Garon's palm disappeared. The terrifying characteristics of the Ten Thousand True Technique allowed him to instantly transfer his terrifying strength to another place, to the chest of a black-robed man who had just appeared.
Thick blood spurted out from the head of the black-robed man under the hood. With a miserable howl, he flew backwards and crashed into the wall. Countless cracks spread out with a loud bang. The layers of Non-falling Light on his body were like peeled off onions, naturally extinguishing and shattering layer by layer.
"I … can't accept this …!!" His body suddenly turned into a black light and shot out.
"Sneaky thing, how dare you run!" Garon snorted and took a step forward.
"Double Fist Pressure."
Boom!!!
The terrifying pressure pressed down on the black light, and the entire black light fell to the ground like a lump of lead, splashing out a large number of black fragments.
The air condensed slightly like a viscous liquid. Even the wind could not move. The black light fell to the ground. The expression on the Second Elder's face and the fragments of the wall seemed to be moving in slow motion.
Every action consumed a great deal of their energy. This was the terrifying power of Garon's Destructive Impact Fist. Eighty-eight times Fist Pressure completely depended on the strength of the user's body. As long as the user's body could withstand it, it could continue to increase.
Garon's current strength was forty points. With the Destructive Impact Fist doubled, it reached eighty points of strength. With such a terrifying degree of pressure, even a Peak Non-falling Level powerhouse would not be able to resist. They would be suppressed like a baby. Their Non-falling Light was no different from an eggshell under Garon's fist.
What did eighty points of strength mean? Back then, Garon was invincible in the Totem World with less than twenty points of strength. No matter what kind of giant beast or terrifying monster that was dozens of meters long, they could not resist his fist. A giant beast that was dozens of meters long could destroy several tall buildings with one blow.
Now, eighty points of strength was more than four times the original. If the strength was spread out, one blow could destroy more than ten tall buildings, and could instantly destroy some Small Yi cities.
And this was just the terrifying power of Garon's Double Fist Pressure. This kind of power was concentrated in this space that was less than a hundred square meters.
"Solar Halo!!"
The black light on the ground suddenly struggled for the last time, exploding with a terrifying golden light and heat. Obviously, this was his Ultimate Origin Secret Skill.
"Triple." Garon took a step forward, and the terrifying power pressure became even stronger. Under the tyrannical power of one hundred and twenty points of strength, the black light's explosion was extinguished instantly.
With a crash, the black light shattered and dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
Until now, this unknown Non-Falling Level powerhouse had died in the tower without any resistance. The only trace left behind was the large crack left behind by the high-strength alloy on the wall. This was the result of Garen controlling his strength so that not much of it would be wasted.
"You … You, you …!" The Second Elder's pupils dilated as he looked at Garon who was gradually walking towards him. His forehead was covered in cold sweat. His teeth could not help but chatter, but he could not control his instincts at all.
"Teacher, do you have any opinion on how I deal with this suspicious person?" Garon asked calmly.
The Second Elder's lips trembled, and his face was pale from fright. But he was trying hard to maintain his image. "No … No opinion … You've done well! Well done! "He nodded repeatedly. At this time, there was no trace of a teacher's dignity at all.
With the increase of his strength, the Army Level Garon now had a faint invisible aura. The Hellfrost Peacock Technique that had reached perfection was quickly showing its ultimate power.
Garon could see that his vitality value had reached the soul's upper limit, but some of his body's qualities were still greatly strengthened. The most important of which was his recovery ability.
The most obvious characteristic of the Hellfrost Peacock was its immortality, and its recovery ability was like that of an immortal.
Garon had already felt it.
Previously, when he activated his triple fist pressure, his body would not be able to withstand it and would suffer internal injuries. Now, however, it was a piece of cake for him. Only a few days had passed in between, and the speed of his recovery was still rapidly increasing.
Even he himself did not know how far the Hellfrost Peacock's recovery ability could reach. At the end of the day, the highest level of the Living Secret Technique, the Army Level, was something that even he himself did not know how powerful it was. Furthermore, Garen was not sure how far he could go if he combined it with the Willpower of this world.
The only thing he knew was that he was getting stronger and stronger …
Looking at the Second Elder who was cowering in front of him, Garon had already confirmed that this person was indeed the Second Elder of the Chixue Sect. However, it was only the body and the power, but the essence was no longer the same …
Perhaps it was the same method that Carthage used on him. This person in front of him was just a possessor that he found from somewhere else. Thinking back to the Second Elder's personality, how could he be scared to this extent by such a small matter?
A trace of sadness flashed through Garon's heart, but more of it was a trace of killing intent towards Carthage.
The Second Elder and Renée were both people who had helped him, but now they were being treated like this, and he could not do anything about it.
"The Destructive Impact Fist has already reached five times … This is also the limit that my current physical fitness can withstand. I have to speed up if I want to improve further. When the Grand Competition starts, there might not be any time for me to leisurely improve myself."
Garon understood in his heart. He took one last look at the Second Elder, closed his eyes, turned around, and slowly walked away.
"It's time to focus on improving the Nine-Level Tempered Body Technique. I need nine different precious mineral essences to temper my body. The cost is huge, so it's best to use the power of the Chixue Sect to provide it. When facing Carthage, the stronger I am, the better. "Garon had a plan in his heart.
"Teacher, I'm going to call for a Courtroom Meeting. Please move to the Courtroom, don't be late." He said calmly without turning his head.
"No, no …" The Second Elder was scared out of his wits at this time, and could only agree repeatedly.
As expected, the Second Elder's body had been possessed.
Garon did not need to look at the Great Elder and the Third Elder. They must be in the same situation. The entire Chixue Sect might have completely changed hands. Carthage's goal had been achieved. If it was not for him, this Energy Machinist Sect might have been dead in name and become a base for plotting against other Energy Machinists.
Garon was not worried at all about killing the hidden black-robed man. This was originally his' Jeros' personality. He was bloodthirsty, evil, and his biggest hobby was destruction.
He was just a Non-Falling Level. Even if Carthage knew about it, he would not have any opinions. Jeros was theoretically on the same level as him. Naturally, he would not be controlled by his orders.
After leaving the Second Elder's tower, Garon went to the Great Elder and the Third Elder's place. He forced his way in, and as expected, it was empty inside. There were only a few bloodstains left. Perhaps they were killed, or perhaps Carthage despised them for not even reaching the lowest qualification for possession, so he simply killed them.
As for the Protectors, if the Scarlet Snow Protectors did not come out at this point, it was obvious that they were in trouble.
"Carthage …"
Garon floated in the air. He could feel the anger and roar of the last trace of the ancestors' will in the armor between his eyebrows. It was anger and hatred towards the Chixue Sect that was about to be destroyed.
Some of them had lived in the Scarlet Snow Sect for far too long. Some of them had been nurtured and taken care of by the Scarlet Snow Sect and treated this place as their home. Some of them had even invested too much effort into the Scarlet Snow Sect.
"Don't worry. I will repay this favor to Carthage …" Garon murmured softly.
He could feel that he was becoming stronger at a crazy rate every second. Once the Army Level Hellfrost Peacock Technique was unleashed, the surge brought about by it had yet to disappear completely. The branch of the Staff of Absolute Yin from the Remora Business Alliance was almost there. He had a new source of Potential Points.
Next, if he wanted to rush to the next level of Chixue Kung, it would not be a problem to reach the sixteenth level of Level 8 or even Level 9. Because the ancestors' Armor of Ice had given him a complete upgrade experience, it would not be a problem to reach the top of Chixue Kung. The only thing he needed was time. However, after Level 9, he would fall into the same predicament as the ancestors again. He would not be able to break through to the tenth level of Perpetual Motioners.
This was a curse, a curse that no one in the entire Chixue Sect could break free from.
If he could not break through to Level 10, he would not be able to fight against the Perpetual Motioners, let alone Chinande, the strongest of the Perpetual Motioners. Perhaps the root of the problem was still the Secret Technique …
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