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Chapter 155

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The senior sister betrayed the sect, the elder went missing, and so did the second senior brother. The White Cloud Gate fell apart because of one person's betrayal. Now that there were no more external threats, Garon decided to solve the problem once and for all.

But before that, he had to take a look at the mess in the city.

With the Golden Sword Throne in his hands, he was not in a hurry. As time passed, his strength would increase step by step. He could use this time to deal with the internal affairs of the sect.

Sitting on the sofa, Garon recalled Duskdune Shura's words on the cliff.

"Invincible, invincible. As long as he is alive, no one is his match. Even before or after time, he will stand at the top of the world! "Duskdune Shura's words kept echoing in his mind.

"What I lack …" Garon put his hands together and pressed them between his eyebrows, deep in thought.

"Brother?"

Ying Er's voice came from in front of him.

"Am I pretty?"

Ying Er was wearing a black dress, with a purple brooch on her perky breasts. She twirled in a circle on the spot.

Garon looked up.

"Very pretty." He smiled. "What's tomorrow's test?"

"Physics tomorrow. I'm confident! "Ying Er smiled proudly.

"Go to bed early. You have to wake up early tomorrow morning. Have you washed up? "

"Everything is done!" Ying Er hummed, with her hands behind her back and her chest out. The purple brooch was not very eye-catching, but it had a unique and dark beauty. It was a good match for her.

"Go. Rest early. "Garon pinched her cheeks.

"Okay ~ ~ ~" Ying Er smiled sweetly and went back to her bedroom.

Garon sat alone on the sofa, waiting for his parents to come home. He was thinking about Duskdune Shura's words.

Soon, the sound of a car engine came from downstairs. After a while, the engine was turned off, and the sound of a car door opening and closing was heard.

After a few minutes, the sound of a key unlocking the door was heard.

Garon stood up and walked over, just in time to see his parents walk in.

"Dad, mom."

"Garon?!" The two of them were stunned at first, but then they were pleasantly surprised.

"When did you come back?" His mother approached him and pinched Garon's face. "You seem to have lost weight again …"

His father, Eisen, stared blankly at Garon's thigh-thick arms and his chest that could crush large rocks. He suddenly felt a pain in his balls.

"This kid has grown at least ten centimeters taller. Which part of him has gotten thinner? His arms and chest are all meat! "

"Is that so?" His mother, Vania, was puzzled.

"Come in first." Garon closed the door, took the things from his parents, and put them down in the living room.

"How's school life? Are you not used to it? Do you lack money for daily necessities? Also, how is your relationship with your classmates and teachers? "His mother asked as soon as she entered the room.

Garon didn't go to school at all. He could only make up a story based on his college experience on Earth. He didn't dare to go into detail for fear of being seen through.

After some nonsense, his parents reluctantly let him go.

Garon took the opportunity to ask about his master's situation.

"Dojo Master Fei …" His father, Eisen, frowned. "The doctors are experts from Yang Liu City, but the situation doesn't look good."

"What happened?" Garon was slightly stunned when even the experts from the Federation's capital, Yang Liu City, couldn't do anything about it.

"You'll know when you see him tomorrow." Eisen shook his head. "You can't imagine it if you don't see it with your own eyes. Sigh … Dojo Master Fei is wise … I didn't expect this. We only just found out that Dojo Master Baiyun is so powerful in the city. We didn't realize it before. "

"Alright, alright. Let's not talk about this. Son, you should go see Dojo Master Fei tomorrow. After all, he did his best to nurture you. " His mother, Vania, interrupted. "Oh right, Garon. You're good friends with Mr. Bouvini's daughter, Mikeel, right? Please help us thank her father for his help this time. If it wasn't for her father, Mr. Bouvini, your mother and I might not have been able to advance further. He's helped us a lot in the past few projects. "

"Mikeel? Bouvini? " Garon's eyes flashed with understanding. "Alright, I do know Bouvini. I got to know him before Master got into trouble. I'll pay them a visit in the future. Don't worry."

"That's good. Speaking of which, we've met Mikeel before. Although she's not very pretty, she has a good temperament. If you're interested …" His mother, Vania's eyes lit up.

"Uh, let's forget about that." His father interrupted. "Mikeel is only ten years old. Don't you think it's a little too early …"

"Early?! Why don't you just get engaged earlier? Mr. Bouvini has already suggested it. What's there to worry about? Our family is just an ordinary family. They don't have anything to ask for. Moreover, there are many who get married at twelve years old. They can go to church in a year or two! "

Garon's forehead was sweating as he listened. Twelve years old! Even if the environment in this life was more traditional, getting married at this age was equivalent to destroying a seedling. How could his mother say that?

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll be going to Mr. Bouvini's place in a few days anyway. Moreover, his daughter is too young. It'll be bad for her to have children in the future."

Vania only gave up on the idea of getting engaged after the father and son's persuasion.

Getting engaged to a girl who was only ten years old …

Garon had goosebumps when he thought about it. He was not a pedophile. The first one that flashed through his mind was Celine. She was still a little girl, but Celine had grown up just right.

After chatting with his parents for a while and handing over the gifts, Garon quickly washed up, wiped his body, and changed into the clothes he brought.

His body grew too quickly. The clothes in his wardrobe were too small for him. Fortunately, he thought of this in advance and bought a change of clothes when he bought the gifts.

He went back to his room, turned off the lights, and lay on his bed.

The faint sound of a clock could be heard outside, mixed with the rumbling sound of a train passing by.

It was a new train track that was recently opened to traffic. It was not far away.

Unknowingly, Garon slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, he slowly woke up from his sleep.

Garon blinked and slowly propped himself up. He looked out the window. It was still dark outside. It was midnight.

He lifted the blanket and got out of bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his face. His mind was still replaying Duskdune Shura's words. He was still a little uneasy.

He instinctively felt that Duskdune Shura's words were not meaningless.

Duskdune Shura was heavily injured at that time. If he was in good condition, he would not have dared to go after him.

"White Bird Holy Fist …" Garon muttered. He took a deep breath and turned over to go back to sleep. The Golden Sword Throne in his pajamas pocket was still releasing a stream of cool air into his brain.

The root of his innate ability lay in his head. According to his own estimation, it was rare for there to be a single digit number of ability users among the hundreds of millions of people on Earth.

And according to his calculations, the ability was completely based on his mental structure, body structure, nerve arrangement, and so on. It was impossible for other people to have the same ability. It was just like how there would not be two identical leaves in nature. Even the slightest difference, once magnified, would be the difference between heaven and earth.

Until now, he still could not figure out whether it was the ability that allowed him to maintain his mental transmigration, or the transmigration that caused him to be reborn.

"No matter what, these questions are meaningless now." Garon's gaze fell on his attribute pane and skill pane.

'Strength 2.66. Agility 1.82. Vitality 2.45. Intelligence 1.53. Potential 1256%. '

Secret Martial Art — —

Mammoth Mutation: Explosive (Top Level), Skin Hardening Level 1 (Iron Body), Blood Stabilization Level 1 (Boulder Technique).

Red Jade Palm: Beginner (Level 1 Known), Scorching Enhancement Level 1 (Dark Crimson Technique), Vitality Enhancement Level 1 (Dark Crimson Technique). '

"I have so many points already …" Garon suddenly felt that this trip abroad was worth it. The Golden Sword Throne was indeed worthy of its reputation. It was worth his risk to enter the ruins.

He carefully felt the potential flow of the Golden Sword Throne. Although it was much weaker than before, at this rate, he should be able to get some points every week. It was much better than before.

"12 points …" Garon had never received so many attribute points in one go.

"Should I add attributes or push the secret martial art to the peak?" He hesitated again.

With so many attribute points, it was enough to push a secret martial art to the peak. But at the same time, if he added all of them to the attribute pane, even if there was a limit to the human body, it would only be enough to push his average attributes to an unheard of height.

Thinking back to when he was practicing the Mammoth Secret Martial Art, he had spent at least ten to twenty attribute points on it. These attributes not only gave him the special effect of the secret martial art, but also allowed him to have a complete battle technique to deal with any complicated situation.

If he did not add the secret martial art and only added attributes, a normal martial artist would have a high chance of killing him with a powerful weapon.

"Adding the secret martial art has its pros and cons … Unfortunately, if I could break the human body's limit … I should just add the attributes first."

Garon tried to look at his strength first.

Unfortunately, his strength did not change at all. It had obviously reached its limit. Then, it was Agility.

One attribute point turned into 0.3 and added it. Two attribute points added, three attribute points added …

His Agility quickly increased to 2.72, and then it stopped moving. It had obviously reached its limit.

Then, it was Vitality.

From 2.45, he added less than one attribute point to 2.65. Garon directly added the remaining 0.1 to Intelligence.

He continued to add Intelligence.

From 1.63, it quickly increased to 1.93, 2.23, 2.53, and stopped again.

Just like that, all of his attributes had reached his body's limit, and he had used up seven potential attribute points. Only five points were left.

The attribute pane had also completely changed, turning into a new state.

'Strength 2.66. Agility 2.72. Vitality 2.65. Intelligence 2.53. Potential 556%. '

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