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Chapter 602

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Garen was slightly satisfied with his trip to the combat club this time.

That Xander was considered a good seedling, but he was too aggressive and needed to be trained. That Asian girl, on the other hand, was not bad. Under his pressure and aura, she actually had the guts to stand up and help Quentin up. This kind of courage was exactly what combat needed.

Combat and killing, actually, the most important thing was a person's temperament. Those with good temperament and talent would not hesitate to attack, and one portion of strength could produce ten portions of effect. Those with bad temperament and hesitation would only produce one portion of effect out of ten portions of strength.

Hesitation, fear, hesitation, these were the biggest taboos in combat. Once you hesitated, your attacks would slow down, and your movements would become sloppy. Naturally, your abilities would be weaker.

Garon did not have the time to train other people's temperament. Naturally, he would prioritize those with talent.

Other than these two who had talent, the other six people in the combat club were all good seedlings. Although they were a little fixed and needed time to change, they were still considered potential stocks. With a little training, they could be used as extensions of his hands and feet in the future.

All in all, this time's harvest was not bad.

Back in the dorm, as expected, after a few days of silence on the combat club's side, Serena's message finally came.

That Asian girl, the ponytailed girl named Cece wanted to look for him. However, she did not know his address, so Serena asked if she should tell her.

"Tell her." Garon laid on his bed and held his phone, "Tell her that anyone in the club who wants to see me can come over themselves."

"Is that okay? I'm afraid there will be more people then. "Serena asked softly. She seemed to be a little excited.

"Has the news spread? Then how about this, you guys find a more secluded place with fewer people. Everything else is fine. "Garon thought for a while and answered casually.

"Alright then, we'll arrange everything." Serena answered with certainty.

Garon hung up the phone, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Although I'm a little sorry, you guys are just too easy to use."

He was already prepared to use his plan on the six leaders in the club, as well as Xander and the Asian girl, Cece.

After some time of pondering, he reorganized a set of special secret techniques similar to Nighthawk's Shooting Shadow Secret Technique — — Two-Faced Waterbird Fist.

This was a special secret skill that he had created after getting some inspiration from the White Bird Holy Fist's moves.

After activation, with special techniques and moves, it could cause extremely strong internal shock damage in a short period of time.

Just like how he easily defeated six top-notch fighters in the combat club with just a light wave of his hands. The power of this secret technique's power, after activation, the user's... If the user's control's hand, the other's hand, the user, could easily be injured.. Yet, his posture was light and graceful. The moment he injured his opponent, it was like a water bird lightly touching the surface of the water.

This secret technique's Two-Faced Secret Waterbird Fist's Shooting Secret technique. After activation, the user's speed, strength, and reflexes would increase by two times. The most powerful part was the Waterbird Fist's inner strength, which contained extremely powerful killing power in the arms. The user only needed to touch the opponent with one finger to kill them. If used well, the user only needed to touch a person's body a little to kill them from internal injuries such as blood clots in the brain. Silently.

Of course, the aftereffects were even more terrifying. This was a shortcut that could make a person extremely powerful in a short period of time. Naturally, the price to pay was also extremely terrifying.

As long as the Two-Faced Waterbird Fist was successfully cultivated, the user could not stop. Once they stopped and wanted to give up, the aftereffects would erupt after a period of time, bringing unbearable itchiness and pain to the practitioner. This kind of stimulation was several times stronger than normal skin diseases. It was a powerful punishment that directly affected the body's internal nerve endings.

If the practitioner still wanted to stop cultivating, then the inner strength cultivated from the Two-Faced Waterbird Fist would backfire. The practitioner's internal organs would continuously rupture and explode day by day. The functions of the five organs would rapidly decline, and the person would rapidly age and lose their life force. In the end, they would die from exhaustion of blood.

Just like the Shooting Secret Technique, this secret technique also required Garon's primer. Every once in a while, Garon would need to give a primer to the practitioner to suppress the inner strength of the Two-Faced Waterbird Fist that was about to go berserk in their bodies. It was a shortcut to obtaining powerful strength, but they did not have the physique to withstand this strength. Naturally, they would need an external force to suppress it.

This secret technique was a terrifying technique derived from Garon's Slaughtering Hand. If it was in the Secret Technique World, the power of this secret technique might only be a third-rate Secret Technique like the Mammoth Secret Technique. But to the people of this world, the power of this secret technique was indeed far beyond the imagination of the average person.

Because it was a derivative of the Slaughtering Hand, and because only Garon, as the strongest person in the Unified System, could suppress the inner strength by mixing it with the aura of his Soul Seed. So this secret technique was basically a power system that he designed for himself to control his subordinates.

Once the practitioner accepted his primer and succeeded in learning it, then Garon's aura that merged with the soul could easily affect the practitioner's life force, and even control the opponent's body and will.

*****

One week later …

In a villa in the outskirts of the town outside the school.

Garon sat on the red leather sofa with his fingers crossed, his legs crossed as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

The black president, Quentin, Jamie, and the bespectacled noble-looking boy stood awkwardly in front of him.

The Asian girl Cece and Xander stood on the other side. Cece's expression was calm, but her eyes had a hint of excitement and desire. Xander, on the other hand, was a little hesitant, lowering his head as he was too embarrassed to look at Garon's face.

Serena sat on the sofa at the side, looking at everyone uneasily. She looked at Garon for a while, then at the president and the rest of the six.

"Please teach us! The last thing you said before you left, wasn't it to guide us?! "As a girl, and a beautiful one at that, Quentin naturally took the initiative to speak.

"We know that it's very rude to ask someone to teach us their secret technique." The bespectacled boy said, "We can pay a price in exchange. I'll hire you as the club's personal trainer, how about a monthly salary of five hundred thousand? If you don't have enough money, you can ask for it yourself. "

"Money?" Garon opened his eyes, the corner of his mouth slightly curved, "Do I look like someone who lacks money?"

Of course he didn't lack money, what he lacked was something that was extremely difficult to buy with money. Otherwise, he would have used some of the Secret Techniques to suppress and hypnotize others to amass a large amount of wealth. To someone like him, rules were meant to be broken.

"Then what conditions do you need in order to agree to teach us combat techniques?" Another vice president spoke, she was also a girl, with short reddish-brown hair, wearing a man's white shirt paired with a pair of black slim-fit trousers. She also had a faint noble aura, it was obvious that her family background was not ordinary, perhaps her only flaw was that she wasn't very pretty.

"Just state your conditions, according to your requirements, the people here are all elites who are determined to learn from you. What are you dawdling for? " A boy with colorful hair crossed his arms and said coldly, wasn't Garon sitting here and posing like this just to wait for the best offer?

Boom!!

In an instant, Garon's gaze turned, the air in the entire villa hall seemed to rumble, a huge suffocating pressure suddenly pressed down on this boy.

Bang bang bang!!

This originally sloppy vice president took three steps back in a row, his face flushed red, his pupils constricted, staring at Garon as if he had seen a ghost.

His chest rose and fell violently, like a rapid bellows, in just a moment, his forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

"You …!!" This vice president's voice was trembling.

The surrounding people didn't feel anything strange at all, they only saw Garon glancing at him, and then he was scared into taking three steps back before he could steady himself.

Quentin glanced at him in disdain, she usually didn't think much of this vice president, she only felt that he had a bit of courage and strength, so she didn't feel much disgust, but she didn't expect that a simple glance would scare him to this extent.

There were a total of five vice presidents in the club, her Quentin, Jamie, and the bespectacled Hochman, their families were all in the business world, while the reddish-brown hair girl Raelan and the green-haired boy Dahm's families were related to the political world, they could be considered the real second generation of American officials.

Raelan was still alright, she was more introverted, she opened a bar outside the school, she was very low-key. But this green-haired Dahm was different, his personality was arrogant and despotic, his private life was debauched, it was common for him to change a prostitute every day, drugs, gambling, and prostitution were common. A few years ago, he even personally beat a student from the same school to death, a young girl who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken, in the end, it was actually deemed as excessive self-defense, saying that the young girl wanted to rob him.

And the public opinion was actually suppressed by his old man, the final verdict was a compensation of a few hundred thousand, and the matter was settled.

This incident made Quentin look down on this guy even more, but due to his strong family background, this guy was also the only son in the family, and he was also born at an old age, she wouldn't fall out with him because of these outsiders' matters.

Garon actually bought the most detailed background information of these six people from the black market through Baldy during this period of time.

As the top elites of Elite University, these people could be said to be the rising stars of their families, with the halo of a famous university and the halo of their families, naturally the information was easily obtained.

It was different from America on Earth, the power of the public opinion here was still controlled by the government, he had also seen the glorious deeds of the green-haired boy Dahm, the incident of him forcing a girl to death was only one of his many misdeeds, there were many more that hadn't been revealed.

The America of this world was also controlled by large financial groups, the power of public opinion was also far less powerful than on Earth. Of course, perhaps it was a similar situation on Earth, it was just that he hadn't come into contact with that level before.

But after all, power was a good thing … Looking at the green-haired boy, Garon's eyes flashed with a trace of a smile.

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