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Chapter 172

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After correcting some mistakes made by Curling and Simon, Garon began to arrange the White Cloud Gate after he left.

His sister's exam had ended long ago. Garon went back to visit his family and asked about his sister's exam results. Ying Er's performance was normal. She did not do well in one exam, but she did well in another.

Ying Er planned to apply to Shengying University, which was the direct university of the Shengying Academy.

With the influence of the Golden Hoop, Huaishan and the surrounding counties and cities were run like iron buckets. The only thing the Golden Hoop lacked was high-end power. In terms of power, they were not afraid of any power. Even Shengying University could take care of his sister.

After arranging the management of the White Cloud Gate's businesses, he entrusted most of the businesses to Second Senior Brother Garcia's supervision.

Garen also modified some parts of the Mammoth Secret Technique that were not suitable. He modified it according to the better methods of other Secret Techniques that he remembered. Although he could not reach the level of his current mutated Secret Technique when he trained it to the highest level, it was still much better than the original third-rate Secret Technique. It was almost at the level of the second-rate Secret Technique, Red Jade Palm.

Then, Curling, as a female, was asked to test Ying Er if she was willing to learn Secret Techniques and join the White Cloud Gate if she had the chance.

Ying Er's talent in Secret Techniques was average, but she had a good understanding of Archery. She did not want to waste time on Secret Techniques.

She had enough self-defense skills. If she wanted to improve, she would have to focus on Martial Arts as a main part of her life. This was not something she wanted to do. After all, not everyone was like Garen, who had a freakishly gifted ability.

A subject, a path, could only go further by focusing on it. The stronger the Secret Technique, the more time it would take to maintain it. Otherwise, it would be like rowing a boat against the current.

The adaptability of the human body would cause any Grandmaster of Combat to forget their previous training.

Only Garon was different. His talent made his body forget completely. It also solidified his body's quality so that it would not fluctuate. In other words, he would not be in a bad state and his quality would not deteriorate. But at the same time, he would not be in a bad state. Because whether it was deteriorating or exceeding, it was determined by the body's adaptability.

Decadent and playful, the body would instinctively think that the body did not need martial arts training to improve its physical fitness. This would decrease the supply of nutrients and gradually degenerate.

Under the stimulation of high pressure, the body would instinctively think that it needed more strength and strength to adapt to and remove the external threat and pressure.

This was Darwin's theory of evolution, and also the instinct of living creatures.

Garon had always understood this principle. Therefore, his innate ability was his greatest secret, and no one was allowed to touch it. Ever since the attributes of his special ability became stronger and stronger, he gradually stopped improving his body through training. It was as if he had always been in a stable state.

There were gains and losses in all things in the world. He had understood it a long time ago. His superpower caused his forgetting mechanism to lose its effect. While he continued to grow stronger, he also lost his protective instincts to adapt to the outside world.

He had gradually come to understand that the source of this ability was the world view and the countless knowledge he had when he was on Earth. His subconscious mind used this knowledge to choose the most suitable way to manifest his ability. It became a status bar that was similar to a system game.

After dealing with the aftermath, he left Huaishan in the name of the University. He took the direct train to Harmony City, and planned to transfer to Skylark Mountain Waterfall from there.

The situation between the Confederation and Weisman was getting more and more tense. There were already some small conflicts at the border. Every day, the newspapers were filled with the war of words between the two sides.

While riding the train, he could occasionally see the shadows of Confederation soldiers being mobilized from all over the country for training exercises.

The Confederation's regular trains were not developed, and there were no sleeping berths. Only special trains had this service. Garen had taken regular trains the last few times, but this time, using the power of the Golden Hoop, he was able to take a special train. There were only five carriages in the entire train, and only a dozen people could rest in them.

There were free food and magazines in the carriages. As it was a special train, all other trains had to make way for it. Therefore, the speed was quite fast, and it only took a little more than a day to reach Harmony City.

At this time, his name had spread throughout the South, and even the North had heard of him.

In the battle at the Crimson Sand Sword Gate headquarters, he single-handedly defeated the siege of the Behemoth Gate and the Black Mark Association. Compared to the battle with Andrela, the danger level this time was much higher.

*****

After getting off the train, Garon took Cynthia and Jack, and under the protection of the police, entered a special passage, and exited from the station through a clean path.

The sky was still a little dark, and it wasn't completely bright yet.

Outside the station, there were already a few carriages and cars parked on the side of the busy street. In the middle, there was a silver-white car with its door open, and a young girl holding the door with a smile.

The girl was wearing a purple dress, and black crystal earrings. She looked delicate and elegant.

"Hey, teacher, long time no see."

Garon walked out of the passage, and the first thing he saw was the girl waving at him with a smile.

"Aris, why are you here?"

Su Lin's sister, Aris, walked up to Garon with a smile, and her arm naturally hooked around his.

"Why can't I be here? Let's go, let's rest at my place. When we reach Harmony City, I'll have to treat you well. I've specially booked a big room at Rose's Whisper, many of my sisters want to meet you, teacher! "

"Stop fooling around, I still have something to do, I can't stay here for long this time." Garon was a little helpless.

"But my friends and best friends really want you to be a guest, teacher, just say yes ~ ~ ~" Aris immediately pressed her chest against Garon's arm, and at the same time acted like a spoiled child. She didn't have the elegance of a rich family's daughter at all.

"I really have something to do, maybe next time. Say hi to your father for me. "Garon still refused without hesitation.

The battle with White Bird Holy Fist Palosa was something he had been looking forward to for a long time, and even now he couldn't wait, he didn't want to get involved with anything else.

But Aris wanted to introduce him to her circle of friends, so it probably wasn't just for this. There must be another reason for her to act like a spoiled child.

Garon thought for a while. "How about this, Vanhatton."

A man in a black suit stepped forward.

"Sir. What orders do you have? "

"If Aris needs any help, you can go with her." Garon didn't hesitate to give orders to the subordinates assigned to him by the Golden Hoop.

"Leave it to me, sir." Vanhatton smiled warmly, "Miss Aris, the Felicia Sisters don't actually need sir's help, your brother can handle it on his own."

"You know about it too?" Aris was a little surprised, and immediately started to look at this unassuming black-haired young man.

She had formed a sisterhood with a few like-minded sisters, and had a certain amount of influence in the Eliza Province, but recently she had gotten into trouble with another small circle of princes and princesses. This time, she purposely wanted Garon to show his face, and take advantage of the situation to suppress the other party's arrogance.

After all, she knew from her father that Garon's current influence was extraordinarily strong, and the country was shocked when they heard about Garon's battle results. He was practically a beast in human form. Even the Weisman Hunting Squad's special firearms couldn't injure him, and he was even stronger than the armor of a tank.

If anyone angered Garon, they wouldn't be able to escape without a cannon. Running for their lives was the only option.

"Oh, that works too. Anyway, I just need to borrow master's name. "Aris smiled again.

"What's going on?" Garon was a little curious.

The black-haired young man, Vanhatton, explained the situation to him respectfully.

The Felicia Sisters organized an influential underground fighting competition in Harmony City, and recruited a group of underground fighters to fight to the death with fighters from other areas. At the same time, they opened gambling houses for huge profits. But recently, a foreign organization came from another area, and brought a few strong fighters to challenge the competition. The fighters of the Felicia Sisters were defeated one after another, and were almost at the end of their rope. That was why Aris wanted to borrow Garon's name, so the other party wouldn't dare to push too hard.

"Underground fighters? Are they strong? "Garon asked with interest.

"They're a mix of people, people with some martial arts background, descendants of ruined martial arts families, and even martial artists from other sects who live in poverty. There are all kinds of people. Some of the Grandmasters of Combat also participated in such competitions to train themselves before they became famous. "Vanhatton explained in a low voice.

The three of them stood in front of the car door, but didn't get in. Garon held the car door and paused.

"Leo should be nearby, right? How's the situation? "He looked at Cynthia behind him.

Cynthia had been chewing on bubble gum, and was blowing small bubbles with a relaxed expression. Hearing the question, she quickly sucked back the white bubbles.

"Not bad, he didn't hold back. The opponent resisted fiercely, but only suffered some light injuries. "

Garon nodded in satisfaction. In order to completely cut ties with the past, the King of Boxing, Leo directly attacked the other King of Boxing from Black Mark Association, severely injuring him in the back. The last King of Boxing, who was still in good condition, retreated with his heavily injured companion, causing Leo to suffer some light injuries.

"You got their whereabouts?

"Yes, we're tracking them, but they have people blocking us."

The King of Boxing from Black Mark Association was also a Grandmaster of Combat. He was also looking forward to the battle between Garon and the White Bird Holy Fist, but this time he was caught off guard by Leo. He suffered a great loss.

This was also Leo's way of showing his loyalty to Garon. That guy was an idealistic fanatic who would do anything when he went crazy. He would do anything to achieve his goal, and would never give up.

"Let's go take a look. After we're done, Leo can find someone to take care of Aris. "

Garon also planned to take care of the Black Mark Association's forces now. He still remembered how they interfered with the White Cloud Gate.

"What are you guys talking about?" Aris was confused, "Is this Leo very strong?"

There were too many people with the name Leo these days, no wonder she didn't know much about him.

"Don't worry, someone will come to take care of you soon." Garon smiled, "Let's go, let us borrow the car for now, Jack, you drive."

"No problem!" Jack skillfully opened the driver's door.

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