"This is already a restricted area for normal people. Without Senior Palosa's special secret medicine, it's impossible to enter the depths of the mountain alone." The leader explained in a low voice, "The area ahead is filled with a type of unknown poisonous gas. Without the secret medicine, the body will rot and die." He glanced at Garon, "Of course, Mr. Garon's body is not the same."
Garon and the others didn't mind. Garon had already agreed to it. As a Sky Warrior of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate, he was also a member. This time, he came with the intention of having a martial arts exchange.
However, at their level, no matter who won or lost, the impact would be huge. That was why the Gate Master of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate brought Garon and the others out in advance to the depths of Skylark Mountain to minimize the impact.
Sneaking into the mountain in advance might not be able to fool everyone, but at least most people wouldn't know about it. Then, with the isolation of the poisonous gas, they would be able to fool even more people.
The battle between Garon and White Bird Holy Fist Gate had long been listed as the top secret of the Gate. Other than the Gate Master and Elders, no one else was allowed to watch the battle.
Garon only brought along Leo, Cynthia, and Jack. Cynthia and Jack had no ties to begin with. They didn't understand the martial arts of the Grandmaster of Combat level at all, so they didn't have much of an impact. Leo, on the other hand, was brought along by Garon to cultivate a truly capable subordinate.
After a simple briefing, the leader in white continued to lead the way into the depths of Skylark Mountain. They left at three o 'clock last night. Until now, they had just entered the depths of Skylark Mountain. There was still a long way to go before they reached the waterfall of Skylark Mountain.
As they continued to move forward, a faint green mist started to appear in the air. Most of it was on the surface of the lake. Some of it was floating in the forest, like strands of translucent silk floating in the air.
Garon and the others held the small bottle tightly under their noses. The faint smell of grass blocked out all the outside air.
Even so, Cynthia and Jack felt itchy all over their body. The two of them were so scared that they became nervous.
Garon's brows knitted tightly. Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand and accurately pinched a thin, dark green thread.
A green line shot out from the left side of the forest, heading straight for the neck of a woman in white.
Hiss hiss …
The thin thread twisted in Garon's hand, making a snake-like sound.
Only then did the man in white, Cynthia, and the others notice this strange creature.
It was like a green iron wire, without a head or tail. It was just a green thread that kept twisting and twisting. No one knew where the sound came from.
If it didn't move, no one would think that it was a living creature.
"Green Nematode!!" The leader's expression changed. "Karin, did you bring in some kind of metal object!!" He immediately looked at the woman in white who was ambushed with a stern gaze.
"I … I'm only wearing a blue iron ring … This is a birthday gift from my son." The white-clothed woman, Karen, said hesitantly.
"Blue iron ring? I think you really don't want to live anymore! "The leader in white said angrily." Take it out and throw it away! Do you know that if it wasn't for Mr. Garon, you would already be dead! Green Nematodes love metal objects. You don't even have enough strength to carry a metal ring. You really don't want to live anymore, do you? "
"I'm sorry …" Karen hurriedly took out the blue iron ring from her hand and threw it far away into the forest.
Soon, a large number of blue threads in the forest fiercely pounced on the ring, quickly wrapping it into a fist-sized ball of green thread that kept twisting and twisting.
Everyone felt their hair stand on end.
Garon frowned as he looked at the green thread wrapped around his finger. It looked like a thin green iron wire, but it felt very hard.
He reached out with his other hand and grabbed the green nematode, tugging it lightly. It was extraordinarily hard.
Moreover, the two ends of the green nematode's thread kept digging into Garon's skin, as if it wanted to drill into the blood vessels on his hand. It chose to drill into the blood vessels on Garon's body.
* Ding ding! *
The sound of a needle piercing into a metal surface kept ringing out, sending chills down everyone's spines.
Especially the people in white. They weren't looking at the green nematode, but at Garon.
They knew very well how strong and terrifying the green nematode was. This strange insect's body was very strong, its strength was very strong, and its tip was very sharp. It could even pierce through a metal plate as thick as a fingernail.
However, when it faced Garen's skin, it only made a strange crashing sound.
Seeing the green nematode attack Garon again and again in vain, the people in white felt their teeth ache.
"This insect …" Garon frowned. "Leo, Cynthia, Jack. Be careful not to get ambushed by them. Did you remove all the metal objects on you? "
"Yes."
"Not a single one was left."
Leo nodded in affirmation.
"I'll kill them when they pounce on us." He was wearing thick, black, frosted gloves.
"It's better to be careful. This insect is a bit troublesome. "Garon's frown deepened.
He grabbed the two ends of the green nematode with both hands and pulled lightly.
* Bam!! *
With a slight cracking sound, the green nematode was pulled into two.
But the strange thing was that the two parts of the green nematode were still wriggling, as if they weren't affected at all. And it had split into two parts, attacking Garon's arms where the blood vessels were.
"What a tenacious life force." Garon put his palms together, and like a spinning millstone, the green nematode was ground into green powder, which fell out of his palms.
"Mr. Garon, there are still some small problems ahead. Please be careful with your friends. "The leading man in white cautioned.
The woman in white called Kailin was ordered to go back and leave.
The rest of the people continued on their way.
Soon, Garon and the others saw some more troublesome creatures.
Black spiders the size of washbasins. White carps with mouths full of sharp teeth staring greedily at the people by the lake. Black ants the size of eggs in the bushes.
All kinds of exaggerated and terrifying insect creatures appeared in front of them.
Cynthia and Jack were already tense from fear, and were on high alert at any time.
Even the Boxing King Leo felt his scalp tingle, and released a faint aura, trying to deter some of the creatures from approaching. If these poisonous insects got close to him, even if he was a Grandmaster of Combat, he would be in big trouble.
Only Garon, although shocked, did not show it on his face, and still calmly followed the man in white forward.
The clothes the man in white gave out were specially made, and could prevent many poisonous insects from attacking. However, Garen did not completely cover his entire body, so there were still some strange flying insects that would pounce on him from time to time.
But as soon as they touched his skin, they were paralyzed and bounced away. When they fell to the ground, they were already dead.
At Garon's level, just the terrifying recoil from his body hardening technique was enough to kill these poisonous insects.
To him, as long as his defense was not broken, nothing was a threat.
Now, his essence, Qi, and spirit were all one, constantly nourishing his body, and even his weak internal organs were constantly strengthening.
The group walked from morning to noon, and after eating some meat jerky bread they brought with them, they continued on their way. It was only in the afternoon that the rumbling of water gradually became louder.
The further they walked, the louder and louder the rumbling became.
After a few turns, the group soon arrived at the side of the broken lake.
The water on the right side of the lake fell from the cliff, and formed a white waterfall more than thirty meters in diameter, crashing into the light green pool at the bottom.
The group walked down the forest path on the left side of the waterfall, and soon arrived at the large white rock beside the pool.
The waterfall was like a white cloth dozens of meters high, hanging on the black cliff. In front of the oval-shaped light green pool below, a short old man in white sat on the rock with a fishing rod, fishing.
The old man sat there motionlessly, and only the fishing rod moved slightly from time to time due to the rapid flow of water.
Garon followed the man in white to stand behind the old man. His eyesight was amazing, and he could vaguely see large dark green insects swimming in the pool.
These insects were like enlarged loquats, with eight short legs and a hard shell on their backs. Their bodies were round, and each one was the size of a basin.
The old man heard the sound behind him, and gently put down the fishing rod, using a large rock to hold it down, and then stood up and turned around.
"Long time no see, little Bandy, you've grown so big in the blink of an eye." He looked at the man in white who was leading the group.
"It's all thanks to grandpa's care." The man in white lowered his head and answered like a junior.
"You brought outsiders?" The old man's gaze suddenly fell on Garon and the other three, and his eyes narrowed. His gaze instantly focused on Garon and Leo. "They're also from our sect?"
Garon frowned. This old man probably lived in seclusion in the mountains for too long, and didn't care about the outside world, and didn't know anything, completely isolated from the world. He actually didn't know why they were here.
"Senior White Bird Holy Fist Palosa?" He asked directly. "I'm Garon."
The old man was slightly stunned. "It's been a long time since someone called me by my nickname." He smiled, "Do you have any business with me? Looking at your age, to be able to reach such a level, you must be from an extraordinary background, right? "
"I'm here to ask for guidance on martial arts." Garon stepped forward, and stood in front of everyone.
The man in white consciously stepped back, and at the same time signaled the others to step back as well, giving the two of them some space.
Garon stood with his hands behind his back.
"I've sparred with Duskdune Shura twice, and he has a lot of respect for you, and thinks that you're the strongest Grandmaster of Combat of this generation, representing the pinnacle of martial arts! As the strongest of the younger generation, I hope to ask for guidance on martial arts. "
"Duskdune Shura?" Palosa's wrinkled face showed a trace of reminiscence. "That's a very powerful genius, he was very arrogant back then, and I've always had a bad relationship with him, I didn't expect him to say that about an old man like me. I really didn't expect that. "
He came back to his senses, and his gaze fell on Garon's hands, and shook his head slightly.
"Too bad, I've already sealed my fist a year ago, you can leave, I won't fight you."
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