"You!!" Clark's face turned from white to green, then from green to purplish red. His chest was heaving up and down, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at Garon.
The battlefield was silent, most of the people from Crimson Sand Sword Sect let out a sigh of relief. There were so many casualties on the battlefield, and all of them were their core disciples. Most of them had clean backgrounds, and most of them held positions in the army. They were all loyal to the sect. Now that the enemy of the Behemoth Gate had finally appeared, they were no longer the target of the enemy.
The Black Mark Association members were all focused on Fist King Leo. Leo frowned as he relaxed from Garon's terrifying aura. The first person he looked at was the Sky Warrior Corbella from the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate.
Who knew if this Corbella would stand with Garon. Just by looking at how the invincible Clark was forced to retreat by Garon's aura, it was clear that the last Sky Warrior of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate, Garon's strength was terrifying!
They thought that the Black Mark Association and the Behemoth Gate were going to win, but they didn't expect such a variable to appear.
But … Clark should have expected this …
Leo's gaze shifted to Clark and the two women behind him. The three of them and the Behemoth Gate members behind them didn't look too surprised. They weren't surprised by Garon's sudden appearance, but by Garon's strength.
The other Sky Warrior Corbella looked at Garon from afar, his eyes narrowed, his arms crossed as he stood in a corner, thinking about something.
"Garon Lombard." Clark stood steadily, his face finally returning to normal. "What are you doing here instead of staying in Gallant?" He seemed to have forgotten the humiliation of being forced to retreat.
Garon had always been active in the Gallant Province, and was the strongest force in the province. This was a fact that was publicly acknowledged. The Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate saw that Garon had no intention of expanding beyond the province, so they directly divided the entire Gallant Province into the White Cloud Gate's territory.
Now, almost the entire martial arts world and the Secret Technique world knew that Grant Province was Garon's territory in the White Cloud Gate.
Garon scanned the crowd.
"Looks like no one is listening to me … Is no one leaving yet?"
"Wait!!" The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword Gate immediately shouted, "We, the Crimson Sand Sword Gate, are willing to give this place to the White Cloud Gate's Gate Master, Garon, as the place to settle our grudges. We leave!"
At this point, he no longer cared about the reputation of the sect. Clark was overbearing. Compared to his life, face was secondary.
Back then, when Clark betrayed the sect and lost a lot of strength, the Celestial Circle Gate came to threaten him. In order to protect the sect, he made a concession once. Now, what was there to hesitate about a second time?
"Sovereign!!"
The four elders and the chief experts all had gloomy expressions. They clenched their fists and trembled with anger. The rest of the remaining disciples were the opposite. Most of them were silent. Only a small portion of them felt ashamed and angry.
Being attacked in their own home, and having to give up their own place to an outsider to settle their grudges. This kind of concession was already a great humiliation in the martial arts world.
"Say no more!" The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword raised his hand to stop the anger of the disciples. "Retreat!"
Garon watched as the people of the Crimson Sand Sword slowly retreated. They were even stopped by the Gate Master from cleaning up the corpses.
Clark and the others from the Behemoth Gate, as well as the people from the Black Mark Association, did not stop them. Instead, all of their gazes were focused on him.
Unknowingly, all of the people from the Black Mark Association and the Behemoth Gate had quietly surrounded him.
"I thought I could have a fair fight with you. Looks like I won't have the chance now." Clark's expression was calm, "Garon Lombard, you've grown too fast! Do you really think no one can find out your secret? "
"Hmm?" Garon's eyes narrowed, "Secret?"
"Hand over the technique to create the Blood of Immortality." The long sword in Clark's hand began to vibrate violently. The blade of the sword turned from black to red, like a piece of burning iron.
Garen was slightly stunned. These people clearly thought that his growth speed was due to the Blood of Eternal Life that had been modified. The words just now made him think that the secret of his ability had been discovered.
"As expected, you won't be satisfied until you're completely defeated." Seeing that Garon's expression did not change, Clark laughed coldly. He clapped his hands.
Suddenly, two people wrapped in black cloth walked out from the corner of the courtyard. Both of them held a strange blue-black machine gun in their hands, or rather, a machine gun-like firearm.
Seeing these two people, the other Sky Warrior from the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate's expression changed. He tapped his feet on the ground a few times and landed not too far away from Garon.
"I'm Sky Warrior Corbella. Be careful of the guns in their hands. Those are specially made rune guns. The gunpowder used is the strongest purple gunpowder!" He explained in a low voice.
Garon looked at him.
"Purple gunpowder?"
"This is the Hunting Squad! Clark is from the Hunting Squad! "Sky Warrior Corbella suddenly thought of something and his expression changed slightly.
His voice was not soft, and everyone in the courtyard heard him. Even the Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword who was about to leave the courtyard stopped in his tracks.
"Hunting Squad? What's that? "Little Policeman Jia Ning wiped his sweat and asked.
The faces of the Sect Master and several Elders beside him were very ugly.
"The Hunting Squad … A hunting squad created by the Behemoth Gate and the Weisman government. They are responsible for hunting down the best Grandmasters of Combat in the Confederation. If the average martial artist is weak against guns, then the Grandmasters of Combat are the strongest assassins! They are not afraid of guns. That's why the Weisman Empire created the Hunting Squad to reduce the potential power of the Confederation! "
"Clark and his squad are not here for the secret manual. They are here to lure Garon out. As long as Garon leaves his territory in Galantia, there will be a trap waiting for him outside!" The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword suddenly felt an extreme sense of defeat. It was the same feeling he had when he watched Clark grow stronger and stronger, but he could not do anything about it.
The Crimson Sand Sword who thought they were strong and powerful, was only a bait and a venue in front of the real masters.
"What a grand scene …" He turned back and looked at the direction of the courtyard. There, the sky was getting brighter and brighter. "The Behemoth Gate and Black Mark Association's Grandmasters of Combat in the South must have mobilized most of their forces here. I think almost half of the best Grandmasters of Combat in the South have gathered here. This might be a battle that will affect the entire South. "
"Gate Master … What do we do now?" An elder asked from the crowd.
"Continue to retreat."
The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword watched the well-trained crowd retreat step by step. He suddenly felt an indescribable sense of depression.
"The Hunting Squad …"
Little Policeman Jia Ning only had a rough understanding of the situation. He supported his junior with one hand and comforted her as he looked at the courtyard.
"Mr. Gate Master, does that mean the Hunting Squad is very strong?"
"Very strong. They may not be strong individually, but when they work together, the threat they pose is far greater than the best Grandmasters of Combat. "The Gate Master nodded.
"So, that Garon guy is in danger?" He asked in a low voice.
"This is a trap specially set for him. Using the power of the country to hunt and kill one person, if nothing goes wrong, he will definitely die." The Gate Master nodded.
Jia Ning smiled. "I don't know anything about Grandmasters of Combat or martial artists, that's your world." He rubbed his nose, "I only know that if it wasn't for that Garon guy, we would have all died there."
"What are you going to do?" The little policewoman asked in a daze. "Senior Jia Ning, don't be hot-headed again!"
"I'm not hot-headed!" Jia Ning smiled, "There's an old saying in the East: There are things a man should do and things he shouldn't do. That Garon guy just saved me, now it's my turn to save him. "
He pushed the little policewoman away and strode towards the courtyard.
The Crimson Sand Sword group looked at him in shock. For a moment, they didn't know what to say.
"You're not going to save him, you're going to die!" The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword suddenly shouted with a complicated expression.
Jia Ning paused for a moment.
"You said it yourself, those people are only good at teamwork, they aren't strong individually. Maybe I can be a distraction?"
He quickened his pace and walked towards the courtyard, quickly disappearing into the shadows.
"Gate Master!!"
One of the First Seats couldn't help but shout.
The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword lowered his head, his expression was complicated.
"I … This is for the whole Gate!"
The group fell silent as they recalled the miserable state they had been in when they had besieged Clark.
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Garon squinted his eyes, staring at the two people who walked out. He didn't know how powerful those two guns were, but since they dared to set up such a formation, they must have done a thorough investigation on him.
"Set up a trap for me?"
"The Weisman Hunting Squad, plus the top fighters of the Behemoth Gate. This is going to be troublesome. " On the other side, Sky Warrior Corbella also felt that something was wrong. Even though he was also a top fighter, and had been a Grandmaster of Combat for many years, but facing such a formation, even a top Grandmaster of Combat would be difficult.
In the courtyard.
Black Mark Association's King of Fist Leo and the Hunting Squad stood on one side.
Behemoth Gate's Clark, Angela and Senior Sister Rosetta stood on the other side. There were three groups of people on the field.
The two groups of subordinates surrounded the courtyard, facing off against the soldiers Garon brought with him.
However, everyone knew that these ordinary soldiers were no match for these two forces. The situation was not looking good for Garon.
"The Weisman Hunting Squad?" Garon heard of this for the first time, "Are they strong?"
Sky Warrior Corbella nodded, "Very strong! They're equivalent to the top sharpshooters of the Yalu Confederation, the best of the five million soldiers of the Empire. "
"Garon, hand it over, it's a waste to have that kind of technology in your hands. As long as you hand it over to the Behemoth Gate, I guarantee you'll be able to get more powerful resources. We can break the monopoly of the Immortal Palace! Destroy that terrorist organization that's above the government. The Empire will also transfer your citizenship, at the very least, a noble title of baron or higher. "Clark's lips curled into a smile. "Also, weren't you almost killed by the Immortal Palace's Sylphalan? Don't you want revenge? "
"You even know about this?" Garon was surprised. He was happy to let these people misunderstand him, otherwise it would be hard to explain his rapid growth.
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