Just as the Golden Statue Technique was completed, the Mutated Mammoth Secret Technique, along with the strengthening effects of the Body Hardening Technique, turned into a symbol and entered the Golden Statue Technique skill pane, turning back into a mysterious symbol.
'Golden Statue Technique: Grade Five Complete. Mutated Mammoth Secret Technique partially covered, partially strengthened. Partially removed due to conflicting effects. 'The symbol's meaning was directly transmitted to Garon's mind.
He started to get nervous. If he couldn't achieve his goal this time, his strength would decrease. Whether the Golden Statue Technique was better than the Mutated Mammoth Secret Technique would depend on the final test.
The skill pane of the Golden Statue Technique gradually stabilized, no longer changing.
'Golden Statue Technique: Grade Five Complete. (Known for strength, recovery, defense).
Level 1 Defense Strengthening. (Converted from the peak of the Body Hardening Technique.) '
The recoil was gone, but the strong hardness would also produce a huge reaction force, so this wasn't a big problem. He just didn't know if the peak effect of the Body Hardening Technique was still preserved.
Garon tried to adjust his Qi and blood to change his body shape. Fortunately, the peak effect was still there, but he couldn't go up to Level 2, only Level 1 was left.
Slightly disappointed, he continued to look at the skill pane.
There were still ten potential points left, and the Golden Statue Technique could still be forcefully upgraded, so the name didn't turn gray.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately added five potential points to it.
His internal organs started to undergo a strange but comfortable change.
Garon didn't pay much attention to this, but focused all his attention on the Golden Statue Technique.
This Secret Technique that was already at its peak was at least a second-rate, but after adding five potential points, it underwent a strange change.
A strange symbol appeared behind the Golden Statue Technique.
Garon quickly understood what it meant: Forcefully deducing the Golden Statue Technique, reaching the theoretical limit. The technique was greatly improved. Changing the name according to the information.
The name of the Golden Statue Technique slowly disappeared, and a new name appeared.
Divine Statue Technique!
Garon instantly let out a sigh of relief.
It was the peak that only existed in the imagination of the creator of the Golden Statue Technique. No one knew what the Divine Statue Technique's effect was. Only Garon, who felt it personally, knew that his entire body was filled with an indescribable amount of energy.
The Divine Statue Technique was derived from the concept of the Gods being high and mighty, eternal and unchanging, overlooking all living beings. Therefore, the statue was unchanging and eternal. It was impossible for it to be damaged. This was the theoretical peak of the Golden Statue Technique. It required an extremely high level of spiritual power.
The moment the Divine Statue Technique reached its peak, countless matching battle techniques rapidly flashed through Garon's mind. His body was also rapidly adapting to and memorizing these battle techniques. The top-level Grandmaster of Combat level of the Mammoth Secret Technique gradually degenerated into a common proficient technique. Instead, it was replaced by a series of combat techniques from the Golden Statue Technique.
Whoosh!
He raised his hand and created a huge cyclone of air. The leaves and petals on the ground were blown away in all directions.
There was a faint layer of platinum on the back of his hand, as if it did not look like a human hand.
Garon's two hands collided with each other, immediately producing a clanging sound.
"It's different from the Mammoth Secret Technique. The Divine Statue Technique is much harder than the Mammoth Secret Technique." Garon felt that his muscles and skin had become as hard as metal, but strangely, they could bend and move freely.
At night, the cold night wind blew on his body, but he did not feel it at all. At the corner of the manor, the hanging chandelier kept swaying, quietly emitting a dim yellow light.
The entire training ground was faintly flickering between light and dark.
Boom!!
Suddenly, an explosion came from the dark forest in the distance. The rumbling sound was like thunder coming from afar, shaking the entire manor.
Garon frowned and looked in that direction. He could vaguely hear the faint sound of gunfire.
"Mark!"
Soon, a few servants in white ran out from the manor's main building. The leader was a middle-aged man with a mustache.
"Gate Master, there are soldiers from the army fighting with an unknown force nearby. Our people have already gone over to check it out."
Garon glanced at him.
"Has Vanhatton returned?"
"He's still in Harmony City. The matter with the Felicia Sisters is a little complicated. It hasn't been settled yet. Last time, he requested to transfer more than forty people over. "Mark replied respectfully.
"He can't even handle such a small matter. Forget it, send a few districts to ask. The few mountains around here are all our property. Those who come in without permission and don't obey our rules will all be eliminated. "
Garon's five fingers moved, and the sound of metal rubbing against each other could be heard.
Not long after Ma Ke slowly retreated, two dark figures suddenly jumped onto one of the walls of the training grounds, and then lightly landed on the white stone ground.
Seeing Garon's eyebrows raised and ready to attack, one of the black figures raised his hand and shouted.
"It's me, Garon!"
The black figure walked under the light and revealed Andrela's familiar face.
The other black figure also walked out of the darkness. This was a man in a black suit with a small black mustache on his chin. He had a humble smile on his face, just like the most elegant British gentleman.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Garon Saint Elephant."
A famous brand in China, Saint Elephant's flooring …
A famous brand, Saint Elephant's flooring …
Saint Elephant's flooring …
Flooring …
Flooring …
It was as if thousands of horses were running through his mind, echoing one after another.
Garon took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to beat someone up. His face was blank. "I don't remember having this nickname. Who came up with this stupid nickname?"
"Don't you know? This is the nickname given to you by the World Martial Arts Alliance. Normally, a Grandmaster of Combat's nickname is based on the martial arts they're good at. Saint Elephant, Saint Elephant, isn't it simple and elegant? "The gentleman asked doubtfully.
Garon's face twitched a few times. After calming himself down, he shrugged and changed the topic.
"I just thought of a joke I've heard before. I still prefer people to call me the Master of White Cloud Gate. Who are you? "
The man smiled and looked at Andrela affectionately. The latter shuddered and forced a smile. He stepped forward and introduced.
"This is the King of Nightmares, Stephen Ralph."
Garon had never seen Andrela act like this before. Looking at the two standing positions, he had a vague absurd guess. Before he could respond, he saw Ralph looking at Andrela with a melancholy face.
"Lara, have you not accepted my love for you? We've already been naked. "
“.....”
“.....”
A cold wind blew across the field and the three of them were in an awkward silence.
Garon felt goosebumps all over his body.
"Two … Two of you, please go and rest." He forced out a sentence and invited them. "Mark!"
Mark quickly walked out of the building and bowed.
"Bring the two honorable guests to the guest room."
"Yes, Gate Master."
Andrela forced a smile and quietly moved away from Ralph.
"Ralph, you … You go and rest. I'll talk to Garon for a while."
Ralph looked at him bitterly and then looked at Garon with admiration. He then nodded and left with Mark.
Garon and Andrela were left alone in the courtyard.
Until the footsteps were far away, the two of them stood facing each other and still did not speak.
"Be careful of Ralph." Andrela forced a complicated smile.
"You and him, what's going on?" Garon sat down with his legs crossed and felt the goosebumps all over his body.
Andrela sat down slowly and the expression on his face became even more bitter.
"About this, I'll have to start from when I went out to train …"
As Andrela told him frankly, Garon slowly understood what happened.
At the same time, he also had a deeper understanding of the King of Nightmares, Stephen Ralph.
This Ralph was just one of his aliases. The King of Nightmares had countless identities.
The King of Nightmares with a thousand faces. Through self-hypnosis and hypnosis, he could adjust his body structure and add on illusions. He could transform into a man, a woman, old or young with all kinds of body shapes and faces.
When he was a woman, he had a one-night stand with Andrela. After that, he turned into a man and became friends with him. The story was filled with blood and tears and had completely transcended the boundaries of gender.
Garon who thought that he had seen a lot of things felt goosebumps all over his body.
"Ralph will change his body appearance every once in a while. He can adjust his body at will, whether it's the endocrine system or the transformation of his bones and muscles. This guy is proficient in ancient martial arts from many countries, especially martial arts like jiu jitsu. He's worthy of being called a top master. " Andrela said helplessly. "In terms of martial arts, he's almost on par with me now, not to mention other hypnotic techniques."
He added.
"You have to be careful. Every time the King of Nightmares changes his identity, his personality and temperament will change as well. So, don't let your guard down. "
Garon nodded speechlessly.
"The King of Nightmares … He lives up to his name …"
Andrela looked at Garon, his face twitching.
"You have to be careful … That guy probably likes you. Whoever he likes, he'll turn into that person's body in a few days … "
On the training field, the night breeze blew. The two Garon stood with their hands behind their backs, looking up at the starry sky.
"Who are you!"
"I'm Garon!"
"I'm Garon!"
"You trash with a combat strength of five! Who allowed you to impersonate me! "
"Hmph! How dare you impersonate me! You're treacherous! "
"Mammoth Secret Technique!!"
"Ten Thousand Mammoths Retrograde!!"
Andrela suddenly shuddered, interrupting the scene in his mind. According to his impression of Garon, the possibility of the scene in his mind happening was not small …
Garon's face was expressionless. It was obvious that he had a bad feeling about it.
"How did you deal with it before? This kind of situation. "
"In the past, he would just lock up the real person and impersonate him for a period of time. When he got tired of it, he would return to normal. It's impossible for you, it's up to you to deal with it. "Andrela said helplessly. "However, he usually has a few fixed identities. This Stephen Ralph is one of them. He's also the first in the Siren organization. Other than that, there's another fixed identity. You'll see it soon. "
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