He was still in his normal form, but when he came into contact with Palosa's palm in this form, he had a rough idea of the damage it could do. Even though it was strong, he would be fine in his normal form.
Being able to compete with the Holy Fist in the lowest possible state was also one of his wishes in coming here to train himself.
As Palosa landed palm after palm on his body, Garon carefully observed the path of Palosa's punches. Suddenly, he had a vague discovery.
Every time Palosa raised his palm, he would slightly lift it up, the path of his punches would be slightly crooked. This way, it would be more suitable for his bones and body to integrate his strength. But this way, there would be a slight opening under his armpit.
Garon squinted his eyes, gathering strength in his body.
"Surrender!" Palosa rushed to the other side again, raising his palm and striking towards Garon who was flying towards him.
"Chance!" Garon flipped his body in mid-air, his right elbow striking towards Palosa's armpit.
This strike was definitely Palosa's weak point. With his strength, as long as he landed a hit, with Palosa's physical strength at his age, it would definitely be the deciding blow!
At the same time, Palosa's palm struck towards Garon's forehead.
Both of them aimed for each other's armpit and head respectively. Garon's movements were obviously faster.
At this moment.
Whoosh!!
A solid aura instantly descended upon Garen's body, causing his movements to freeze.
Bam!!!
This palm landed heavily on Garon's forehead.
Garon's legs stepped on the rocks, he was quickly pushed back, two scorched marks were left under his feet.
The spectators not far away were shocked.
"Will the Gate Master be alright?" Jack gulped as he watched Garon get hit in the head. That was the head, not any other part of his body. Coupled with Palosa's terrifying control of his hidden force …
"I'm not sure, but the Gate Master is invincible, how could he be hurt by just one hit?" Cynthia stopped chewing the bubble gum in her mouth. Although she said that, her face showed a trace of worry. "Master Leo, you are a Grandmaster of Combat, what do you think …?"
Leo, who was standing at the side, frowned.
"It's hard to say … but Sect Master's Body Hardening Technique has already reached the most terrifying level in history. There shouldn't be any problems."
"Probably?" Cynthia and Selina understood that Leo was probably unsure as well.
The man in white, the Sect Master of the Holy Fist Sect, was also paying close attention to the changes in the arena. Not only him, but another elder who came with him as well. Both of their eyes were filled with horror.
Ever since they met Palosa, no matter who they met, no matter who they met, no matter who they met, no matter who they met, no matter who they met, no matter who they were, they would be heavily injured before they could even land a second hit.
By now, Garon had already lost count of how many palms he had received. It was obvious that Palosa wasn't going easy on him. He never went easy on anyone. Garon, on the other hand, wasn't even slightly injured.
"What a terrifying master of the White Cloud Gate! What a terrifying pinnacle of Body Hardening Technique! "The Sect Master of the Holy Fist Sect looked at Garon who was still standing on the boulder, his eyes filled with pity. "Grandpa Palosa's fist technique, each of his palms destroys from the inside. Even the giant crocodiles and giant rhinoceroses in the deep mountains couldn't take a second hit."
"Master Palosa has obviously shrunk his aura. He's focusing on Garon. "Another male elder said in a low voice." The situation is getting a little complicated. "
The Sect Master of the Holy Fist Sect nodded slightly and didn't say anything else.
Everyone stared nervously at the situation below. Garon was still standing there, which meant that the battle was far from over.
"White Bird Holy Fist! I can't see any white bird in your fist technique. "Garon calmed down and spoke again. "Looks like I have no choice but to use my full strength …"
Bam!
A large crater exploded under his feet. Garon pounced forward, his body turning into a black arrow as he shot towards Palosa.
"First Segment!!"
He roared. In mid-air, his entire body swelled up ferociously. The clothes on his upper body were torn apart. He broke free from the solid aura's suppression.
A terrifying greenish-black hand the size of a small basin grabbed at Palosa's face.
Palosa didn't think that his palm attack would have no effect on Garon. The head was a vital part, but he was able to take his palm attack without any damage. His opponent's Body Hardening Technique was beyond his imagination.
Now that he saw Garon pouncing forward like a bolt of lightning, he was charging towards him. Strength, speed, aura, they were all integrated into one. Like the waves of the ocean, there was no way to avoid it.
Bam!!
Garen's entire body was hit by a side whip kick. His body flashed and smashed into a pile of rocks on the side.
Just as he was about to attack, the strong solid aura appeared and suppressed his subsequent attacks. He didn't even have time to use his full strength before he was slammed into the boulder. It was unknown how many stones had been smashed into smithereens.
"Damn it! Again!! "Garon got up from the boulder angrily. Just as he was about to attack, his vision blurred.
Bam bam bam!!!
Continuous and violent palm strikes landed on the center of his chest, and all the palm strikes landed on the same spot.
After Garen's transformation, he could feel a dull pain coming from the inside of his body. His entire body was slammed deep into the boulder.
Palosa's face blushed slightly, his face looked like the human figure formed by the aura, and his face started to distort.
"You disappoint me!! Master of White Cloud Gate, Garon. How dare you speak so arrogantly with such little strength! I feel sorry for your parents and siblings. No one forced you to come here. You're asking for it!! "
He casually threw out palm strikes. Every strike made Garon's body numb. Coupled with the terrifying aura suppression, he couldn't move at all.
Even with the first segment of his body's terrifying state, greatly improved defense, and explosive strength, he still couldn't suppress his opponent's attacks. He could only take the hits.
Palosa seemed to have turned into a completely different person. His entire being was bitter and mean. He didn't have the kind temperament he had before.
Garon was extremely frustrated. Every time he wanted to fight back, his rhythm would be interrupted by the powerful aura. Then he would be hit first. Like this, he would be slower every time.
However, his Body Hardening Technique was so strong that Palosa couldn't help but pause every time he hit him. Even though he wasn't injured, being suppressed like this was unbearable.
Large amounts of palm strikes shook Garon's insides. Even though the Body Hardening Technique reduced most of it, it still made his blood boil. His reflexes were also getting slower.
"Fight back!" Palosa's face slowly darkened.
The two of them were in the boulder. Their palms and movements kept splashing out small pieces of rock. The terrifying aura shook and clashed with each other. No living creature dared to come close. Even the strange insects in the pond had all retreated to a corner far away from the boulder.
"You're so weak. Did you come here just to take a beating? I really don't know how you defeated Duskdune Shura. Did you sneak up on him when he was unprepared? Or did you challenge him when he was heavily injured? Weaklings will always be weaklings. You'll never be able to show your face. "Palosa sneered.
"You …" Bam!
Before Garon could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a palm strike. His voice was stuck in his chest. A piece of rock powder blew into his eyes. He immediately closed them.
"Too weak!!" Palosa struck with his right hand.
With a bang, Garen was once again sent flying into the nearby forest by the palm strike.
"What's the point of living when you're so weak?!" Palosa drew a circle with his arms. The darkness on his face was getting thicker.
Suddenly, the air was filled with the sharp screeching of birds. It sounded like an eagle, but also like a crane.
Palosa dashed forward, straight into the forest that Garon had flown into.
The two of them, one chasing and one blocking, the dull sounds of fist and arm strikes were like thunder, shaking the forest.
The spectators hurriedly followed him into the dense forest. They just happened to see Garon being suppressed all the way into the forest.
"Skylark Finger!!"
Palosa's hands suddenly turned white, drawing two white lines in the air. Like a flash of lightning, they went straight for Garon's throat.
"This is the last attack. If you can't block it, then die!" Palosa's face twisted cruelly, both of his index fingers pointing straight at Garon.
At this moment, Garon's closed eyes suddenly opened.
"Red Jade, Ten Thousand Mammoths Retrograde!!"
His hands glowed a magnificent red, and he faced the two incoming fingers head-on.
Fist and finger met.
Boom!!!
A terrifying liquid aura broke through the seal and formed a white elephant that was more than ten meters tall behind Garen.
The elephant raised its front hooves and roared. The raised front hooves and Garon's arms overlapped, like a giant stone pillar crashing down on Palosa.
With a muffled boom, the ground shook.
Palosa grunted as he was sent flying backwards, crashing into two thick trees.
Large amounts of leaves fell like raindrops, fluttering in the wind.
Garen stood in the middle of the forest with his upper body naked. His body had expanded to a height of two and a half meters. Even the most ferocious lions, tigers, and bears would not dare to get close to his strong and ferocious body.
"This is my final form." His expression returned to normal, and he looked at the forest not far away. "I'm sorry, but this world is no longer your era …"
Boom!!
His body disappeared in an instant, and appeared in front of Palosa almost instantaneously.
"Heavenly Spirit Ardent!!!!" Garon roared, both of his hands formed a circle, his already swollen arms suddenly expanded again, fiercely grabbing at Palosa.
Bam!!
Whoosh!!
A gust of wind blew in all directions, a large amount of leaves fell around the two of them, making it impossible to see what was going on inside. They could only feel the ground shaking, as if there was an earthquake.
At this moment, several large trees nearby also fell with a loud bang. These were the tree trunks that had been broken by the aftermath of the battle earlier. Countless branches and branches fell down with a crash, and some poisonous insects on the trees frantically scurried in all directions as if they were fleeing for their lives.
After more than ten seconds, when the leaves fell, the people who followed them could finally see what was going on inside.
Garon's hands were like claws, just a few centimeters away from Palosa's face, but he was tightly held by the latter's arms.
The two of them stopped moving, in the air, the black figure and the white elephant were entangled, wrestling and fighting.
A trace of blood slowly flowed down from Palosa's forehead.
"Palosa … is injured!!!"
The Holy Fist Gate Sect Master and the others felt a chill run up their spine.
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