Garon's face darkened. The Palosa in front of him looked like a normal old man, kind and gentle, without any signs of being a Grandmaster of Combat, nor did he have a strong aura. But he understood that to be able to survive in such a horrible environment, and look like he was living a good life, this was not something a normal person could do.
"Sealed fist a year ago? Senior Palosa, I am also one of the Sky Warriors of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate, as fellow disciples, I don't think it counts as sealed fist right? "
Palosa smiled.
"Child, my fist technique is completely different from yours. Your Secret Fist Technique has truly reached the pinnacle of perfection. I can see that your Body Hardening Technique is almost at Duskdune Shura's level. To be able to reach Duskdune Shura's level at your age, just this point alone, you are already standing at the top of the entire Confederation. At this point, I actually understand what you want to pursue. Unfortunately, I am not the direction you are pursuing … What you want to see, is also what I want to see. "
Garen was silent for a moment. He understood what Palosa meant. He too, had not walked further down the path of cultivation.
"I still want to see what the rumored invincible White Bird Holy Fist is like."
"White Bird Holy Fist is just a title given to me by my peers. I am only good at one fist technique, and that is White Bird Fist. " Palosa replied with a smile, "I am not as talented as Duskdune Shura, nor am I as terrifyingly talented as Watson in the mirror. The only thing I am good at is White Bird Fist. In this life, all my energy, all my time, was focused on this fist technique. I have sealed my fist, and will not fight you again. But I can show you once. "
"Show?" Garon squinted his eyes.
"The Secret Martial Arts world is getting worse with each generation, Garon right? I will show you with one-tenth of my strength. Watch carefully. "Palosa smiled warmly, and slowly walked to a large green rock on the left.
"Watch carefully, this is my level!!" Palosa raised his right hand, and pointed his index finger forward.
One point!!!
Everything around him froze.
Air, water, insects, grass. There were also various sounds coming from afar.
Even the huge white waterfall froze for a moment.
Everyone froze in place in an instant. There was no thought, no movement. It was as if his entire body was encased in amber. He couldn't move or think. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
Boom!
On Palosa's body, a large cloud of black aura suddenly expanded, like a formless smoke. The black smoke gathered behind Palosa, forming a huge black humanoid. The humanoid was at least ten meters tall, and its lower body was a ball of black smoke.
Garon could see clearly that the upper body of the human figure was Palosa's face, the same age, the same facial features.
However, there was a slight difference between him and the real person. The Palosa formed by his aura had a cruel and twisted smile on his face, a stark contrast to the gentle and kind Palosa.
"This is … a solidified aura!!"
Garon's mouth was slightly agape. He was stunned, but he could only maintain this expression. Among all of them, only he was trembling violently. He wanted to break free from this state of being completely frozen.
"This is my White Bird Fist." Palosa said softly.
His finger was already pressed on the two meter tall green rock in front of him.
In a flash, the terrifying pressure disappeared. Everyone regained their ability to move.
A large number of cracks slowly appeared on the green rock. It didn't explode, nor did it turn into dust. There were no other exaggerated effects.
However, the moment they saw the cracks, everyone's heart was filled with disbelief.
On the green rock, with Palosa's finger as the center, a large number of cracks formed. These cracks naturally formed a complex network.
The large number of lines intersected, and the cracks finally all converged at a point on the left side of the rock.
Countless cracks all converged at this point, like thousands of streams converging, and a deep black hole appeared there.
Garon looked at the spot Palosa pointed at again. There was only a very shallow fingerprint there.
He was silent for a while.
"Hidden Force Fist?"
"You know that too?" Palosa turned around, "I'm already old. Otherwise, this punch would have a hundred cracks instead of ninety-nine. "
He reached out and touched the surface of the green rock.
"This is my White Bird Fist. Without breaking the opponent's defense, I can activate countless hidden forces and attack the most important part of the opponent's body – the heart."
"This is the most terrifying assassination punch. The inheritors of my previous generation were all genius butchers who killed without batting an eyelid. When the punch is released, it is time to kill. Once I fight with someone, even I can't control the aura of the punch. So, do you still want to fight me? "
Garon felt the solidified aura completely disappear.
Normally, the aura of a Grandmaster of Combat was in a gaseous state. The stronger ones were in a thick gaseous state. Duskdune Shura and he were now close to a liquid state. But today, it was the first time he saw a solid state aura. A powerful aura that could freeze a person's spirit.
"Confining Aura … Aura is the product of a Grandmaster of Combat's spiritual pressure. To be able to achieve a solid state aura, your will is unimaginably strong." Garon couldn't break the solid state aura, but the will of a Grandmaster of Combat was not something that could be scared away by a few words or a demonstration.
Palosa represented the limit of human strength. No matter what, Garon wanted to try it out himself. This was also the reason why he came here.
"You really want to fight?" Palosa frowned, watching Garon closely.
"That's why I'm here." Garon didn't back down.
"Once I start, even I don't have the confidence to stop. If I accidentally beat you to death … "
"Beat me to death?" Garon cut him off, laughing coldly. "If you can do it, feel free to beat me to death." He was amused by this old man.
"I really don't want to be stained with the blood of my peers." Palosa's face was pained, "You should leave. If I can't control myself and beat you to a pulp, that's not good … I've done too many wrong things in my life. "
The more Garon listened, the angrier he got.
"If you can beat me to a pulp, that's because I'm not strong enough. I asked for it, it's none of your business! Stop wasting time, do it! "
This old man pretended to be kind, but used this kind of tone to provoke him.
"Young man, you're still young. If you become a cripple, it'll be hard to explain to your family, friends, and elders. You still have their responsibility. If something happens, I'll be sorry to your family and parents. "Palosa said softly with his hands behind his back.
"I don't need anyone to worry about my own business! This is my own choice. As a Grandmaster of Combat, I'll take all the responsibility myself! You don't have to take responsibility! "Garon's voice was getting louder. "Isn't that what you want?" He sneered. "If anything happens, I'll take responsibility, it's none of your business!"
"Is that what you said?" Palosa's face finally turned serious.
"Of course." Garon slowly got into the starting position of the White Cloud Gate, a huge aura gathered around him, ready to strike at any moment.
The two of them were finally going to fight. Everyone else retreated from the rock and stood far away to watch the fight.
Garon and Palosa stood facing each other on a huge white rock. The two of them, one in black and one in white, looked very distinct.
"Let me see what level the legendary White Bird Holy Fist is at!" Garon's hand gesture changed. He opened his arms, one high and one low, as if he was hugging something. He lowered his waist and changed into the starting position of another fist technique.
After Garen had maxed out his Intelligence, he had researched various combat techniques and combined them into an improved version of his unique combat technique. He had taken the Three Forms of the Mammoth Secret Technique, as well as the Red Jade Palm, the Flame Claw, the Golden Statue Technique, and various other Secret Techniques. He had combined them and improved them into his unique combat technique.
This starting position was mostly based on the Golden Statue Technique. After all, it was the strongest technique among all the secret techniques. The fighting techniques were also very suitable for a Body Hardening Technique Grandmaster of Combat like Garon.
"Golden Statue Technique?" Palosa immediately recognized this secret technique. "Since it's the Golden Statue Technique, let me see how many levels of the Golden Statue Technique you have!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a huge aura came crashing down on Garen.
The solid aura formed a terrifying spiritual pressure, causing Garon's body to freeze. It felt like only a moment had passed.
Bang!!
He felt a dull pain in his chest. When he came back to his senses, he was already flying in the air.
From the moment Palosa finished speaking to the moment he flew out, the time he was frozen was at most one second.
Palosa pounced forward and lightly pressed his palm onto Garon's chest.
The spectators only saw Palosa lightly leaping over and hitting the motionless Garon with his palm. The two of them separated as soon as they touched, and Garon was sent flying.
"This again!" Garon was still in the air, and hit back with his palm twice.
The huge air recoil caused his flying body to stop for a moment, and he fell straight down.
Just as he steadied himself on a rock, he saw Palosa pouncing towards him. Palosa raised his right hand and looked at him like he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, full of pity.
"Double Shot Form!!" Garon used both his arms to hit Palosa's palm like two big hammers.
"Don't blame me." Palosa's eyes were full of pity, and his terrifying aura came crashing down again.
Bang Bang Bang Bang!!
On the rock, Palosa hit Garon again and again, instantly dashed behind Garon and smashed him back.
It was like playing baseball, one person kept going back and forth.
Garon's body was hurting from all the hits, and his body's movements didn't need to be suppressed by the aura. Every single one of his opponent's palms hit the empty space that he wanted to block.
But the terrifying mutated Body Hardening Technique, after he merged his spirit and soul, had an even stronger change. When he came into contact with Palosa's palm energy, his body naturally released most of the hidden palm energy. Only a small part of it entered his body.
But Garon's internal organs were much stronger than the average person's, so it wasn't a big deal.
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