"Did I say something wrong?" The girl laughed, "Look at your opponent, his attacks are weak, his movements are sloppy, and there's no killing intent on his face. He doesn't even see you as an opponent, he's just toying with you. "
"Shut up!" Rosetta growled, but her clothes were immediately slashed by the Crimson Sand Sword's First Seat, leaving a burnt mark on her clothes.
"Look at how pathetic you are." The girl laughed, "I heard that you once taught Garon martial arts. With your level, how did you manage to teach a Grandmaster of Combat? Hmm … Let me think, did you teach him in bed? "
"Angela, you're asking for it!!" Rosetta could no longer suppress her anger, she turned around and tried to escape from her opponent.
But in an instant, a red light flashed in front of her. Tsk tsk tsk! With three consecutive sounds, the clothes on Rosetta's arms were completely burnt. If she didn't have the Body Hardening Technique, this mistake caused by her emotions would have been fatal.
"Did I hit the nail on the head? You're angry now? "Angela tapped her chin with a naive expression. "You're not seriously injured? Is this the White Cloud Gate's Mammoth Secret Technique Body Hardening Technique? But compared to other Secret Techniques, why is it so weak? "
"Poor guy, when Clark gets tired of you, it'll be your death." Her expression suddenly changed, and a sinister smile appeared on her face. "Seeing how arrogant you are, I thought you were strong, but you've disappointed me. Is this your White Cloud Gate's Mammoth Secret Technique? "
Rosetta was furious, but the more she couldn't calm down, the more she was suppressed by her opponent. More and more injuries appeared on her body.
"Enough."
With a swoosh, a broken red sword stabbed into the ground in front of Angela's feet, and white smoke rose from the ground.
A red light flashed, and Rosetta's opponent was instantly pushed back. With a groan, he hugged his hands and quickly retreated.
Clark slowly walked over from the side.
"The higher-ups didn't let Rosetta partner with me because of her strength." He calmly explained.
Angela was slightly shocked, and suddenly understood something.
At this point, the situation on the field was almost clear.
Many of the Crimson Sand Sword members were injured by Clark, and the rest of them were trapped in a corner, using their guns to resist.
On the other hand, the Black Mark Association was in a standoff with the Behemoth Gate. The Black Mark Association's King of Fist, Leo, was glaring at the Behemoth Gate. There was also Sky Warrior Corbella, who stood beside the Crimson Sand Sword.
The black scroll fell in the middle of the field, and no one dared to pick it up. Anyone who picked it up would be surrounded and killed in an instant. King of Fist Leo also tried once, but he was immediately injured and had to give up and retreat.
Only Clark slowly walked to the front of the scroll. With the tip of his foot, he directly picked up the scroll and placed it in his hand.
Just as he held the scroll in his hand, Ye Zichen's eyes widened.
Boom!
Suddenly, a large number of guns and bullets were focused on him. More than ten extremely powerful hidden weapons and flying daggers were shot at him at high speed. There were even a few grenades among them.
All the sounds exploded in an instant, and only a rumbling sound was left.
At the same time, a red sword shadow lit up around Clark, as if countless red dots had lit up in an instant.
Countless bullets and hidden weapons were sent flying, and not far from Clark, a large number of people collapsed.
Half of the field was emptied, and looked sparse.
Everyone looked at the black figure in the middle of the field, and felt a chill in their hearts.
The five strongest Grandmasters of Combat from the Crimson Sand Sword were all injured, and didn't dare to attack again. Now, with so many guns and hidden weapons focused on him, he was still no threat at all.
Whether it was Sky Warrior Corbella or King of Fist Leo, they all stared at Clark with unusual seriousness. In the scene just now, they knew that if they were in his shoes, they wouldn't be able to remain unharmed, and still be so calm.
"Does anyone else want it?" Clark tossed the scroll and asked softly.
The field was silent, and some people's hands were shaking.
All the people who opened fire, and the hidden weapons experts who attacked, were all injured or killed by the rebounding bullets and hidden weapons.
"The Crimson Sand Sword today, has completely decayed …" Clark sighed, "Alright, tonight will be the last memory of the Crimson Sand Sword. A decayed Sword Gate like this should be destroyed by my hands. "
He held his sword and slowly walked towards the group of people from the Crimson Sand Sword.
"Clark!" The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword suddenly shouted. "You don't really think that's the secret manual, do you? Do you still remember the Princeps Cave? "
Clark squinted his eyes, and stopped walking, his gaze locked onto the two policemen behind the Gate Master.
"What do you mean?"
The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword put his hands behind his back, and wrote a word on one of the policemen's hands: Drag.
The policeman, Jia Ning, immediately understood. He knew that it was a critical moment, and if they couldn't force Clark to retreat, everyone would die!
He mustered up his courage and shouted. "The secret manual we got from the Princeps Cave is actually fake."
He and his junior sister from the police station had been investigating the murder case. After getting the secret book, they had been hunted down. They had been in a sorry state all the way back to the city, but they had not expected that they would almost be killed by a hidden weapon in the police station.
"Fake? Then where is the real one? "Clark smiled, and the long sword in his hand slowly cooled down, and returned to its original black color. "Since you brought it up, then you should know, right?"
"It's real, actually … actually it's related to a treasure map!" Jia Ning started to talk nonsense.
"Treasure map?" Clark frowned. He knew about this secret manual, and he was also curious about the secret manual that was leaked out from the Gate, why would the Gate place so much importance on a secret manual that wasn't considered strong. They even used his connections as an expert.
To convince a Grandmaster of Combat of their level to help, the resources spent would not be a small amount.
"Tell me, what's the origin of this treasure map?"
The policeman, Jia Ning, tried his best to calm himself down, and put on a confident look.
He just heard someone whispering to him, that Clark's enemy from the Behemoth Gate would be coming tonight, and if he could drag things out a little longer, there might be a chance for things to turn around.
This was the Gate Master's arrangement and intention.
Although he was panicking, he still tried to calm his heart down.
"This treasure map, is related to a big secret of the Behemoth Gate!"
"Big secret?! You mean a big secret of the Behemoth Gate? "Clark's face showed a mocking smile.
Swoosh!
The thin sword in his right hand blurred, and one of the Fist Masters from the Crimson Sand Sword Gate fell to the ground, clutching his throat, a small rock pierced his throat, and blood flowed out. The Fist Master struggled on the ground for a while, and finally stopped moving.
"Speak. As long as I find out that you're lying to me …" Clark casually drew a few sword shadows.
He didn't care about anyone on the field, including the Fist King from the Black Mark Association and the Sky Warrior from the Holy Fist Gate. The current him, was already on his way to the peak of Fist Arts. He didn't care about normal Grandmasters of Combat anymore.
Here, he was the strongest!
"The … The treasure map is real!!" Jia Ning shouted, his forehead covered in sweat, "It's hidden in the secret manual! Otherwise, do you really think the Behemoth Gate would use so much resources for a secret manual that isn't even the best? "
Clark's expression changed, this was indeed his suspicion from the beginning.
Seeing Clark hesitate, Jia Ning quickly added fuel to the fire.
"The treasure map contains a rare treasure that the Behemoth Gate once buried! A treasure that can raise the level of martial arts to the next level!!! This is a secret that I accidentally saw in the Head of State's Cave! “
Clark frowned. He wasn't the only one. Even Black Mark Association and Sky Warrior Corbella seemed to be tempted.
The Behemoth Gate's actions this time were already suspicious, and with the little cop's explanation, everyone was starting to doubt it.
"Where did you hear this from?" Clark asked.
The little policeman, Jia Ning, was sweating profusely under his aggressive gaze. A strong mental pressure pressed down on him, making him involuntarily want to tell the truth.
"I … I …"
Clark laughed, "Tell me, are you lying to me?" He raised his long sword, and slowly walked towards the Crimson Sand Sword Gate.
Boom!!!
At this moment, a strong and oppressive transparent wave spread from outside the yard.
Moo!!! The loud sound of an elephant came from the yard door.
Everyone in the courtyard felt their bodies sink at the same time. An aura as deep and vast as the ocean pressed down on the entire courtyard with a loud rumble.
With a crack, the yard door was knocked away.
A tall and strong figure stood in front of the door.
Around his body, the air seemed to be twisting and fluctuating. A huge transparent elephant enveloped his body, and an incomparably heavy pressure pressed down on everyone in the courtyard like waves of heavy waves.
At the same time, the sound of soldiers running could be heard, and teams of armed soldiers surrounded the entire Crimson Sand Sword Gate.
"I've finally found you, Rosetta …" Garon slowly walked through the door, wearing a black suit and leather shoes, his face cold. His gaze instantly fell on a woman behind Clark.
"The strongest of the Southern Twelve Gates, Garon Lombard … you're finally here!" The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword let out a sigh of relief.
Clark turned around to look at Garon, the relaxed smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
"White Cloud Gate, clean up the Behemoth Gate, leave the Behemoth Gate behind, the rest of you may leave." Garon's calm voice echoed in the yard.
Rosetta was in a mess, panting as she looked at her junior brother at the door. The once weak young man had now grown into a powerful master.
The two of them looked at each other, and saw the complicated memories in each other's eyes.
"Where's second senior brother? Where's the Great Elder? "Garon's face returned to normal.
"I knew you'd come." Rosetta calmed her breathing and stood up straight. She still wanted to say something, but was suddenly blocked by Clark who stood up.
Clark's face was filled with excitement, and he slowly raised his sword.
Vroom!!
He abruptly shook his sword.
"As long as I kill you, I'll be able to improve!"
His eyes slowly turned a sickly red.
Garon looked at him calmly.
Boom!!!
A huge aura condensed and pressed down on him.
Crack!
Clark's face changed, the floor under his feet cracked, and he took a few steps back.
The whole place was silent.
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