Leaning against the wall, Garon clenched his fists. He felt that his skin had thickened by a layer, as if there was a layer of keratin covering his entire body. It was the same as when he first reached the beginner level of Explosive Fist Arts.
"What a strong change."
He stood up straight and felt that his body had become much heavier, or more accurately, steadier.
"The beginner level of Explosive Fist Arts can only increase my defense, but I remember that the second level of the intermediate level has a shock effect. I have to test it out carefully. "
He did not stop and walked straight to the row of testing rooms at the back of the field. He looked around and picked an empty room, walked in, and carefully locked the door.
He walked to the wooden rack where the weapons were placed and picked up a curved dagger from it.
Chi!
The dagger stabbed into his left arm, but it did not pierce through. It was only on the surface, as if it had hit a very hard piece of wood.
Garon slowly increased the strength of the dagger in his right hand. It instantly exceeded 50 pounds, then 100 pounds, 150 pounds, 160 pounds, 170 pounds …
With a soft sound, the tip of the dagger pierced into his skin. Garon immediately stopped and looked at his skin.
There was a small red spot on his skin, and blood was slowly flowing out. However, it quickly solidified, as if he had been stabbed by a needle.
Garon gently put the dagger back into the rack and squeezed his left fist that had been stabbed.
"A tolerance of 170 pounds. In other words, as long as the impact of the opponent's weapon does not exceed this value, I will not be hurt. As for blunt force, it should be even easier. 200 pounds should not be a problem. "
He rubbed his palms together, and a faint rustling sound was heard, as if they were two metal plates.
"The martial arts of the White Cloud Dojo are indeed powerful. This should be equivalent to the so-called Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt, right?"
"Next, let's test the effects of my punches."
He slowly walked to a hanging black sandbag, bent down, raised his fist, and suddenly threw a sideways punch.
Bang!
The sandbag shook, but it did not fly too far away. However, the entire sandbag, together with the rack, was shaking violently, as if there was an earthquake.
Garon pulled back his fist and threw a straight punch. His fist shot out like an arrow and hit the center of the sandbag.
Bang!
The sandbag was lifted up violently, and with a clang, it fell down along with the sandbag frame. A cloud of dust flew up, causing Garon to hurriedly cover his mouth and nose.
After waiting for a while, the dust gradually settled down. Garon squatted down to examine carefully.
The sandbag rack was made of metal and painted with a layer of black paint. Then, it was nailed to the ground with steel nails to form an 'I' character.
But at this time, these fixed steel nails were all pulled out of the ground without any damage.
Garon picked up a steel nail the length of his index finger and looked at the other nails.
"Is it a vibration? If it has this effect on fixed steel nails, what will the result be if it is used on humans? "
He stood up thoughtfully, raised his arms and spread his chest. The strong muscles on his back pulsed and squeezed as he moved, and there seemed to be steel cables twisting and intertwining under his skin.
"Hiss … Phew …"
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and carefully experienced the feeling of the punch just now.
"It's a vibration … a very strong vibration."
He threw a jab in the air, using the Shot Form.
When he threw the punch, there was a faint whistling sound in the air.
"After the force is thrown out, it forms a vibration, and then it causes the opponent's whole body to shake. This kind of attack is definitely very lethal to the internal organs of living creatures. I just need to find a chance to test it out personally. I don't know what level my strength has reached. "
He stood still and moved his neck. Looking at his strong upper body muscles, he realized that he had unknowingly changed from a thin and weak teenager to a real and powerful muscular man.
"It's only been a few months, this change is really too big." He pulled the buttons of his shirt and wanted to cover his chest muscles, but he couldn't do it at all, so he had no choice but to give up.
"In the dojo, I can't go all out against my senior brothers and sisters. If I want to test my true strength, I'll have to fight with them. Looks like I have to find another way. Now, the Golden Hoop's matter, the Silversilk Castle's matter, and uncle's matter are all mixed together, and it's a mess. "
"I don't have to worry too much about uncle's matter. The Golden Hoop found out that I killed Number 102, so they will definitely come to investigate soon. I can use it to test my strength. "He banged his fists together." Next, I just need to keep an eye on Ge Reese. "
Looking at the sandbag rack on the ground, Garon shook his head and turned to the door.
*****
Four days later …
At Blue Tree Street.
"Brother, my classmates and I are going to Jadewave Lake tomorrow, are you coming?" Ying Er's voice came from next door.
"Jadewave Lake again? Who's going? "
Garon was thinking about the progress of Dale Quicksilver's case when he suddenly heard his sister's question. He was a little surprised.
"I've been running around for so long, I almost forgot that I'm still a high school student …"
"My classmates and a few of my good friends from junior high are going. We're going to have a barbecue there. "Ying Er answered while combing her hair in the bathroom.
"What about mom and dad?"
"They said they're going to a party, a company celebration. They told us to solve the problem of food ourselves. "
"This again …" Garon shook his head speechlessly. Sitting in front of the desk, he took out a pen and started to quickly solve the holiday math homework. For the time being, he put everything that had nothing to do with his students to the back of his mind and focused on solving the problem.
"Brother, are you going or not?" Ying Er poked her head out of the door and asked.
"Forget it, you guys have fun, I'm not going." Garon answered casually. "I still have things to do."
"Do whatever you want, there are almonds on the table in the living room, you can peel them yourself. I'll go out first, I have to prepare everything today. "Ying Er snorted and retracted her head. Then, there was the sound of her footsteps, deliberately loud.
Not long after, there was the sound of the door closing. Ying Er purposely closed the door loudly.
Garon sat at the desk and shook his head. "She's so childish at this age, still like a primary school student." He continued to solve the problem.
After a full half an hour, he raised his head again and let out a sigh of relief.
"Although the math is easy, there are a lot of problems. It will take some time to finish them all in one go."
After finishing the exercise book, Garon stood up and rubbed his back. He looked at the clock on the wall, it was 9: 43 in the morning.
"It's time to go out."
He quickly changed into a T-shirt and jeans, put some change in his pocket, and grabbed a handful of almonds from the table. He ate them as he walked.
Garon quickly left the house. When he was about to reach the staircase, he saw a white-haired old man slowly walking down the stairs in front of him. Garon slowly stopped and followed behind the old man.
The old man was wearing an exquisite black suit and a round black hat. He held a reddish-brown cane in his hand and walked down the stairs step by step. The old man seemed to have heard the footsteps behind him. He turned around and looked at Garon. He smiled embarrassedly at him.
"I'll let you pass first."
Garon recognized the old man. He lived in this building and often met him when going up and down the stairs.
He smiled politely at the old man. "Be careful, don't fall."
"No rush, no rush, I just came out to stretch my body." The old man smiled as he watched Garon walk down the stairs. He looked at his back and smiled even wider. "I've seen this young man many times. He's always so polite. It's rare."
Garon felt that the old man was looking at him strangely. He sped up uncomfortably and walked out of the neighborhood. He walked along Blue Tree Street towards the city center.
Along the way, from time to time, they saw ox carts carrying stone bricks and lumber passing by on the road. From time to time, they could see black piles of cow dung on the side of the road. The stench was overwhelming.
As he approached the intersection in the city center, there were more and more people on the street. Some of the girls and rich ladies who passed by slowly covered the stench of cow dung on the street with their strong perfume.
When he passed by Women's Street, which sold clothes and accessories, two familiar figures walked out of an accessory store on the left. It was Kalidor and Ai Fei.
The two of them were holding hands. Ai Fei leaned on Kalidor like a little bird. They were both wearing school uniforms. Ai Fei wore a dark purple short skirt. The skirt barely covered her thighs. She seemed to have put on some makeup to make her look even more beautiful.
Both of them were slightly stunned when they saw Garen who was passing by.
"Garon, it's you. It's such a coincidence to see you on the street." Kalidor smiled and greeted him first. Looking at Garon, who was taller and more handsome than him, Kalidor unconsciously put his arms around Ai Fei's waist.
Garon smiled and nodded. He glanced at Ai Fei. "You two are out shopping? What a coincidence. Did you just come out of your house? "
"We've been shopping for a while." Kalidor casually chatted with Garon, but his right arm unconsciously tightened around Ai Fei.
Ai Fei looked at Garon, who had changed a lot compared to a few months ago. Although she maintained a faint smile on her face, she still felt a little uncomfortable. Back then, this outstanding young man in front of her had hinted that he was interested in her.
Now that she compared Kalidor to Garon, Kalidor's appearance and temperament couldn't compare to Garon's. In terms of height, Garon looked down on Kalidor, not to mention his appearance, temperament, and figure.
"Ai Fei, say hi to Garon?" Ai Fei came back to her senses and heard Kalidor's voice beside her. She hurriedly nodded at Garon politely. "Long time no see, Garon. How have you been?" She looked at the tall and handsome young man in front of her. It was as if they were deskmates in school.
As soon as she finished speaking, Kalidor suddenly put his hand under her skirt and quietly started to rub it.
Ai Fei had a reserved and pure smile on her face, but after being touched by Kalidor, her body instantly froze. She knew that Garon must have seen it. Kalidor's hand was recklessly rubbing under her skirt, and his other hand was grabbing her breasts and pinching them into different shapes.
Ai Fei felt her whole body was burning, and her cheeks felt like they were on fire. She saw Garon's slightly furrowed eyebrows, and she suddenly felt that she was so cheap.
They were on the street, in the middle of the crowd in the city center. Kalidor was so brazen as to put his hand under her skirt!
She didn't dare to resist. She knew Kalidor's personality. Doing something like this at a time like this was obviously declaring her sovereignty to Garon. Kalidor's temper wasn't as good as usual when it came to relationships.
If she resisted, she knew that it would be over between her and Kalidor.
At this moment, she felt like a prostitute. One moment, she was trying to maintain her image, but the next moment, she was completely exposed. Standing on the street, she could feel not only Garon's gaze, but also the gazes of passersby. She could feel it all! This unprecedented sense of humiliation and shame made her tremble.
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