"Oh yeah, where's the police officer that came back later?" Garen recalled the recent events, and suddenly remembered the young policeman, Jia Ning, who had suddenly returned that day. According to Sky Warrior Corbella, this young policeman was obviously still a hot-blooded young man, and had only returned to find an opportunity to help him escape from the encirclement. But he didn't expect the situation to change so quickly. Garon alone defeated the Behemoth Gate and Black Mark Association.
"I don't know. I think he's still with the Crimson Sand Sword. "
Garen nodded his head. He admired people who knew how to repay their kindness.
Gathering his thoughts, Golden Hoop Number 8 was already arranging a flight to Harmony City.
Not far from Harmony City was Vermaen City, which was also the headquarters of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate. Vermaen City was close to the Skylark Mountain Range, and the Skylark Mountain Waterfall was the closest.
White Bird Holy Fist Palosa's hideout was the Skylark Mountain Waterfall.
The two of them chatted in the study for a while. Golden Hoop Number 8 asked about his experience and skills in practicing secret techniques. Garon didn't hide anything and answered everything.
Most of his experience and skills were imparted to him by his master, as well as his own strong physical body that he had obtained through experimentation. Although he wasn't as meticulous with his strength and stamina as a normal martial artist, he still had a deep understanding of training methods that could damage his muscles.
These were all rare treasures for a martial artist.
The next morning, the Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword brought two of his disciples and the police officer Jia Ning to visit.
Just as they sat down, Corbella from the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate also brought two of his disciples.
The courtyard was surrounded by soldiers in black. These were the soldiers of the Golden Hoop's Special Army Corps. This allowed both sides to have a deeper understanding of Garen's background.
In the spacious white hall.
The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword sat on the left side of the white sofa, while the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate sat on the right side of the sofa. Garon and Golden Hoop Number 8 sat in the middle.
The morning sun shone through the door and fell on the ground, forming a golden irregular shape. The white floor tiles also reflected a bright white light, illuminating the entire living room.
Everyone sat down. Garon looked at both sides.
On the left, the Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword and his two disciples looked exhausted. It was obvious that they had not fully recovered from what happened a few days ago. The young policeman, Jia Ning, stared at him with wide eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
Corbella, the Sky General on the right, saw Garon's gaze sweeping over, and sensitively turned to the side and smiled politely at him.
He brought along two disciples, one male and one female. They looked very similar and both looked to be in their thirties. Their appearances and temperaments were not bad, and they seemed to be twins. Faintly, these two people's respect for Garon was mixed with a trace of suspicion. Obviously, they didn't believe that Garon, who was the same age as their son, had already reached such a peak.
"What brings the two of you here today?" Garon didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.
The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword smiled politely.
"Gate Master Garon, we of the Crimson Sand Sword are here to thank you for helping us out. If it wasn't for your timely intervention, the Crimson Sand Sword would have been destroyed." He gave a look to the beautiful female disciple beside him.
This disciple was only 15 or 16 years old, but her body was already curvy. She wore a white one-piece cheongsam and a brown ponytail. At this moment, she walked in front of Garon and presented a white bank check with both hands.
"Please accept it, Gate Master Garon. This is our gratitude." The girl smiled sweetly. Her big eyes were watery. Up close, her skin was smooth and flawless. She was as perfect as a porcelain doll.
She followed her father's arrangement and took the initiative to present the check so that she could more easily show off her innocence and seduction. Garon, who was in front of her, had a strong aura. He sat in the middle of the living room like a ferocious beast. Anyone who entered the living room would feel a sense of oppression.
This was not the effect of aura, but the effect of reputation. It was like an ordinary person meeting with a high official. It was the mental pressure they gave themselves.
"If I can catch his eye, I might be able to tie this person to the Crimson Sand Sword. This way, my father's plan to rise will be much more successful." The girl kept thinking.
She knew that Beo had a crush on her, but how could Beo compare to this person in front of her? She was also a very ambitious person. After being selected by her father as the future leader, she started to recruit all the potential martial artists in the sect. This time, she was the one who proposed to come here.
Thinking of this, the girl's smile became even sweeter. Two deep dimples appeared on her cheeks.
The check was 10 million federal coins. Coupled with a beautiful, pure, and seductive young girl.
Most of the young and vigorous martial artists would not be able to resist.
After all, martial artists were all people with strong vitality. Strong vitality meant that their endocrine system was stronger than normal people. Naturally, their physiological desires would be magnified.
Unfortunately, Garon only glanced at her and did not bother to look at her again.
"There's no need for a check. Money doesn't mean much to me. If you really want to thank me, I hope you can let me into your Secret Martial Library and read some non-core Secret Martial Arts. "
"Read Secret Martial Arts?" The Gate Master of the Crimson Sand Sword was stunned. He then smiled, "That's right. I guess you've lived in the White Cloud Gate for a long time. Since you have such a request, we naturally have no reason to refuse. However, please understand that we will not display the high-level Secret Martial Arts of the Crimson Sand Sword. The rest is fine. " He paused, as if he was afraid that Garon would misunderstand. "Don't worry. Other than the high-level Secret Martial Arts, there are more than 50 low-level Secret Martial Arts in the Secret Martial Library."
"Thank you …" Garon thought for a while and realized that he did not know the other party's name.
"Just call me Luther."
"Thank you, Gate Master Luther."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled satisfactorily.
"Since the two of you are done talking, it's our turn." Sky Warrior Corbella smiled from the armchair on the right.
"Sky Warrior Corbella, please go ahead." Garon waved his hand to let the girl in front of him go back to her seat.
Corbella introduced the two people beside him.
"These two are staff from the main gate. They are here on the Gate Master's orders to invite Gate Master Garon to the main gate."
The two of them were young men and women in white suits. The man with a mustache stood up and bowed slightly to Garon.
"Honorable Gate Master Garon, we have brought the Gate Master's most respectful greetings to you. The Gate Master is very happy to have another top Grandmaster of Combat in the martial arts world. Unfortunately, due to many trivial matters, he could not meet you in person. If Gate Master Garon could visit the Gate Master … "
Visiting the Gate Master was a form of reciprocity between the Gate Masters. It was usually a form of communication between the Gate Masters of equal status. The Gate Master of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate obviously placed Garon of the White Cloud Gate on the same level as himself.
If Garon were to visit, the Gate Master would definitely hold a grand welcoming ceremony.
"Thank you, Gate Master of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate. Don't worry, I will visit your Gate very soon." Garon had originally planned to visit the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate. Since the Gate Master was polite enough, he would naturally accept.
The two of them bowed respectfully again and returned to their seats.
Sky Warrior Corbella had accomplished his biggest task.
"Gate Master Garon, if there is anything I can help you with, please let me know. I, Corbella, still have some connections in the South. "
"Thank you, Sky Warrior Corbella."
"I will wait for your arrival at the Gate Master's Gate." Corbella nodded. He already knew that Garon was planning to challenge the White Bird Holy Fist Gate. This time, he had made up his mind to go to the Skylark Mountain Range to get a few good seats. At the same time, he invited his friends to watch the battle. A battle of the pinnacle like this was something that no martial artist would miss.
As he thought of this, he could not help but look at Garon who was sitting on the main seat.
He recalled the inhuman and terrifying combat power that night. Clark, who was much stronger than him, was sent flying like a garbage bag by a palm strike. He turned around and ran away. He did not even dare to turn around and say anything. He was simply scared out of his wits!
What kind of difference could lead to such an outcome?
Could it be that the Martial Arts World was about to reach a new peak?
Garon and Andrela were both absolute geniuses. Yet, they appeared in this era at the same time.
This thought flashed through Corbella's mind.
Garon did not know about Corbella's thoughts. He casually chatted with both sides about the current situation in the Martial Arts World. He also had a certain understanding of the Martial Arts World's current situation.
In the Martial Arts World, those below the level of Grandmaster of Combat were very weak against firearms. A slightly trained gunner could pose a huge threat to a Martial Artist. Not to mention a direct confrontation.
Only Grandmasters of Combat were qualified to face firearms head-on. Therefore, different from the lower levels, each country's government had different attitudes towards Grandmasters of Combat.
The Confederation's attitude was not very high, but it was not belittling either. After all, no matter how strong a Grandmaster of Combat was, he was still a person. Specially made ammunition could directly kill him. Powerful special firearms could easily kill a Grandmaster of Combat from a few kilometers away.
Weisman was different. They placed great importance on Grandmasters of Combat. However, they did not have many Grandmasters of Combat. Most of the Grandmasters of Combat were actually very influenced by the ancient martial arts from the East. Most of the ships from the East would first arrive at the Yalu Confederation. Weisman was too far away, so this was decided by geographical factors.
As for the Azure Continent, it was completely dominated by local martial arts. Over there, they worshipped the ancient cold weapon martial arts. Various sects emerged, and there were many Grandmasters of Combat. However, they were not of the Eastern style.
"Now in the entire world, the Grandmasters of Combat are becoming more and more important. However, perhaps because there are fewer and fewer people at the grassroots level, technology is becoming more and more advanced. There are fewer and fewer people who are willing to practice martial arts. More people see martial arts as a form of gymnastics to train the body. " Corbella sighed. "Although our position is becoming more and more important, the number of new Grandmasters of Combat that emerged in recent years has decreased. So far, in the past ten years, there have been less than five new Grandmasters of Combat in the entire South. It is the same in the North. "
"Less than ten in total?" Garon frowned. The situation in the Martial Arts World was worse than he thought. "That means, other than me, Andrela, and Beo, there are only two people in the South who have become Grandmasters of Combat?"
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