"I take back what I said just now. You guys have good discipline."
He walked straight to the empty space in the field.
"According to what we said on the phone, who wants to fight? Come out. "
He stood in the middle of the field and casually looked around.
"I'll do it!" "Me!"
Two members of the elite team stood out. They were both capable short-haired boys. One of them wore black leather pants and had an eager smile on his face.
"Xander, Candace. These two are the strongest newbies in the club. They often practice together and work well together. Maybe they have a chance of winning." Serena whispered to her sister Quentin.
Quentin just shook her head. "The difference is huge."
"Hmm?" Serena looked at her sister in confusion.
At this time, the two of them were already standing in front of Garon. They exchanged glances.
Cha!
The two of them stepped forward at the same time and punched Garon from the left and right. The friction of shoes on the floor made a sharp noise.
Bam!
Their fists were instantly blocked by Garon from the left and right. It looked like it was effortless.
As expected, the two of them surrounded Garon from the left and right. They exploded with full strength and speed. Punches, uppercuts, knee strikes. Powerful attacks that could break a normal bone were all easily blocked by the opponent.
The three of them exchanged blows. Garon stood in the same spot without moving. Only the two of them kept circling around him.
What was unbelievable was that Garon didn't make any movement to turn around. He only used his gloved hands to steadily block the fists and kicks coming from all directions.
"Velociraptor!" Xander finally couldn't take it anymore. He jumped back and turned around. His right leg kicked up a powerful shadow.
Whoosh!!
This side kick was like a whip with a violent sound of breaking air. It also had a powerful force. With the pointed shoes Xander wore as the tip, it ferociously smashed towards Garon.
Xander's ultimate skill, Velociraptor, was his most powerful counterattack move. The key to this move was the instantaneous burst of power and speed.
"Double Lock!" The other person, Candace, also made a move, pouncing from the other side. His elbows were like large pincers, fiercely wrapping around Garon's right arm. At the same time, his leg stuck in the space between Garon's legs in an attempt to trip him.
"Interesting."
Garon took a small step back. Then, he turned around and strangely appeared behind the two of them. Then, he stretched out his arms and gently waved them like the wings of a bird.
"It's here! Two-Faced Slaughter!! "
Quentin's expression tightened, and she quickly glanced in Jamie's direction. Last time, he had been defeated by this move, and now he was abnormally focused.
He wasn't the only one. Even the club president and a few other experts who hadn't seen Garon in action before were staring at the scene with serious expressions.
Two light claps were heard.
Garon gently tapped the back of their heads with his hands.
Everyone was silent.
Even though it was the second time for some people to see this move, but after seeing it again, they still found it unbelievable and hard to understand.
Where did that strange footwork and turn come from? That posture was completely unsuitable for the body to exert force. How did he release such a powerful force?
With two bangs, Xander and Candace staggered forward a few steps. Finally, they couldn't take it anymore. One knelt on the ground, while the other held onto the wall to support himself from falling.
Both of their faces were pale for a moment, as if they couldn't get up. They couldn't speak at all.
Garon put his hands in his pockets and looked at the others quietly. No one dared to look him in the eyes again. They all subconsciously looked away or lowered their heads.
"How disappointing," Garon looked at these club members who didn't even have the courage to look him in the eyes, and a trace of disappointment welled up in his heart. "It's fine if they're weak, but even their hearts are so weak."
He turned around and planned to leave. If the combat club only had these crooked people, he planned to find another way to carry out his plan.
"Wait … wait!!" Suddenly, a weak voice came from the corner.
It was Xander!
He held onto the wall with both hands and pushed away the club members who tried to support him. His eyes were red as he stared at Garon.
"I haven't lost yet!!" He forced himself to say these words and supported his body. This newbie who had just joined the combat club last year was now drenched in sweat. The black combat club shirt on his upper body was stuck to his back and chest. His face was pale and it was obvious that he had reached the point where he was completely drained of energy.
"I! Haven't lost yet!! "He repeated, staring at Garon.
Garon turned around and looked at this young boy who was exhausted and had a slight concussion.
This was the first time he looked at a normal person who didn't have any supernatural powers.
The frivolous temperament had disappeared. What was left was an almost crazy and unrelenting aura. That was the aura of someone who wanted to fight to the death!
"Xander!"
Someone shouted his name with a trembling voice.
"Blood!! You're bleeding!! "
A girl ran up and wanted to support Xander's body, but he stubbornly pushed her away. Because he used too much strength on his right fist, the skin cracked, and drops of blood dripped onto the floor.
"I haven't lost yet!!" Xander's eyes were red, as if he remembered something from the past. His eyes were obviously dilated, or maybe he couldn't even see Garon's face.
This was a boy with a story.
Garon looked at the black president and his group who had a complicated expression.
None of them showed a sincere expression of concern. Only a noble-looking boy with glasses slowly walked out of the crowd. He walked to Candace, who was still sitting on the floor, and helped him up.
"Xander, you've already lost."
He pushed his glasses up.
"But you may have lost, but we haven't."
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Do it!"
The black president suddenly roared.
Screech. The floor made an ear-piercing sound of friction, and six figures quickly rushed towards Garon.
The five elite team leaders, together with the black president, all attacked Garon.
Bang!!
In an instant, a series of explosions sounded around Garon at the same time. The sounds of multiple collisions erupted at the same time, superimposing into a single explosion.
Garon attacked from all directions, with fists, palms, legs, and knees. His hands were like the Thousand-Hand Guanyin, in an instant, countless afterimages appeared, overlapping each other, and instantly appeared at every part of the six people's attack, accurately blocking their attacks.
"Not bad, not bad! Hahahaha!! "Garon laughed happily. "You're all not bad!! This is the seed!!! "
No one understood what he meant. At this moment, everyone! All the club members watched the six people besieging the strong and domineering figure in the middle with their blood boiling.
This was a fight for the honor of the combat club. One by one, the club members clenched their fists, gritted their teeth, and wished they could go up personally.
Bang bang bang bang, the sound of flesh hitting flesh was endless, shaking the arena, and shaking the hearts of all the club members.
"I'll let you see real martial arts!"
Suddenly, Garon's voice came from the middle of the encirclement.
In an instant, his arms brought out countless afterimages, like layers of white bird wings.
"This is the real Two-Faced Slaughter!"
In an instant, the arms that were clearly wearing black gloves, when he waved his hands, everyone seemed to see a pair of white wings spreading out.
This contradictory feeling made everyone feel nauseous, as if they were dizzy and nauseous.
The white wings flapped gently.
Bang bang bang bang!!
A series of dull collisions sounded suddenly. The six figures flew out one after another, smashing onto the floor and dragging far away.
The six of them were in the same state, their faces were pale, without a trace of blood, lying on the floor without moving.
The white bird's wings slowly closed, bringing out countless afterimages.
Whoosh …
A cold wind blew with Garon as the center, the golden hair on Garon's head was blown into a mess, like the mane of a lion.
Xander's mouth was agape, looking at the six leaders who were in the same state as him, he was speechless.
At this moment, not only him, but the surrounding club members were all clenching their fists, their faces were shocked, but they did not know how to react.
"All of you … are not bad." Garon looked at the six people lying on the floor, and Xander who was beside them.
At this moment, the Asian girl who left a deep impression on him last time also walked out, quietly helping Quentin up. Although she pretended to be calm, under Garon's gaze, her body was still trembling slightly.
In that instant, Garon's power was indeed a little terrifying, to these normal students, although he tried his best to restrain his aura, but he still unconsciously leaked out a little bit of his aura, making these people feel the terrifying aura of a natural enemy.
That was the aura of a Grandmaster of Combat, the natural enemy of living things, the true strength of the strongest human!
"Let's stop here for today." Garon gently opened his right palm, and suddenly clenched it.
Bang!
A muffled sound of air exploding came from his hand.
It made everyone tremble, the students here were not normal students, they were at least top students, seeing that a human could create an air explosion with just one hand, all of them widened their eyes, their bodies were cold, and they looked at Garon as if they were looking at an alien.
The black president and the rest of the six finally understood, they were not on the same level as others. Instantly, a sense of defeat arose in their hearts, but just as this sense of defeat appeared, it was drowned out by an even more fanatical passion and pursuit of combat.
That was a new level of understanding of the limits of humans, before Garon came, no one would have thought that the limits of humans could reach this level, this level!
This was hope!
Garon looked at the eyes of these people, he knew that the seed had been planted.
Indeed, no human could reach the level of a martial artist that he was showing now. But the Blood Breeds were different, this level was easy.
It was just that these students had not come into contact with this level yet.
"Welcome to the real world of combat …" He looked at Xander and the Asian girl meaningfully, then glanced at the six strongest people on the floor. He turned around and strode out of the training ground.
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