"What's the question?" Garon's gaze shifted to him, causing his entire body to tense up.
Hochman suppressed the goosebumps in his heart.
"I want to ask, is there a need for us to do such a high-intensity training? As the president who has already reached an extremely high standard, is there a need for you to use such a high-intensity training on us? "
"Good question." Garon smiled. "I won't give an answer to this question for now, but you'll naturally understand the result in the future."
"Alright, pretend I didn't ask." Hochman lowered his head.
Garon scanned the surroundings, making sure that there was no one around, and that the bodyguards were doing their job loyally, so he did not pay any more attention.
"The second phase of training is mainly targeted at opponents. I'll be the attacker, and you'll need to try your best to find a way to deal with me. Of course, hitting me three times will be the final victory. Is there a problem? "
"Of course there's a problem." This time it was Dahm. "What do you mean by hitting you? Does it count even if I touch it? "
"You can say that." Garon thought for a while, then nodded casually.
"Is the number of three hits based on the sum of the five of us?" Quentin asked.
"Of course." Garon opened his arms. "You can use the secret skills that you've learned to your heart's content, no matter what method you use, as long as you can touch me and hit me three times …"
His body suddenly retreated backwards, and his speed slowly increased, faster and faster, faster and faster!
In an instant, his body turned into a shadow, moving at a speed that far exceeded his usual speed.
"Next, I'll suppress my physical fitness to your level, and only my movement speed will be faster than yours. What you need to do is hit me three times before I knock you down!"
Garon's voice echoed back and forth, as if it was constantly echoing in all directions, making it impossible for them to pinpoint where he was.
It was clearly just a small patch of grass, but the five of them tried their best to see where Garon was, and could only see a small shadow despite using all their strength.
Even the speed of their eyes could not keep up with his shadow!
"Is this for real??!!" Dahm was completely shocked. "Is this still a human? Can someone tell me this isn't a stunt movie? "
"No … This isn't a special effect. I think this is one of the true essences of the Two-Faced Waterbird Fist, the dead angle movement!" Jamie said in a low voice. "Do you still remember that time when the president defeated me?"
The other people's faces instantly darkened, clearly recalling the day when the Two-Faced Waterbird Fist first left a deep impression in their hearts.
Originally, he thought that this kind of movement could only be used on one person, but he didn't expect that this kind of mysterious footwork could be used on more than one person.
"Be careful." Garen's voice could be heard faintly from the surroundings.
"Left!!" Jamie roared.
Indeed, it was the left. A pale hand gently reached out and tapped Raelan's back.
Raelan felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her entire body stiffened as she stood rooted to the ground. Then, that hand gently caressed the right side of Raelan's neck as if caressing the skin of a lover.
Pa!
With a soft thud, Raelan fell to the ground. Her entire body trembled violently, her eyes rolled back. She had actually gone crazy from the stimulation.
Jamie and the others were still a bit too slow to stop her. That hand was like a poisonous needle, retracting back in an instant.
By the time they arrived, it was already too late. Raelan's consciousness was blurry as she fell to the ground, not knowing what had happened.
"Quentin, behind you!!" Hochman shouted, flying over. Long before he shouted, he had already gotten up and pounced over. His body actually carried a trace of aura, like an eagle swooping down.
Pa.
Soft, another soft thud.
Quentin had just lifted her leg to turn around and kick. But she was still a step too slow. Her waist was tapped by that hand, and instantly she fell to the ground again. Her eyes rolled back, her entire body trembled, and she lost consciousness.
Hochman was so close to touching that hand. But sadly, he was still so close.
In such a short time, they had lost two people. The remaining three boys stood together, back to back in a triangular formation, looking around nervously.
"The opponent's speed is faster than yours. Once you touch him, you will lose consciousness. What are you going to do next?" Garon's voice came from all around.
Hochman swallowed, his Adam's apple moving.
"He has to make a move. We need a bait. The other two stay close and prepare to attack!" He lowered his voice, just enough for the two to hear.
"We can go into the water. Traces of movement will show!" Jamie suggested.
"No use, the river is too small." Dahm rejected.
"Bait, I'll do it!" Dahm suddenly stepped forward.
Right at that moment, the palm appeared once again. Like a shadow, it instantly shot out from behind him, grabbing at his right neck.
"It's here! Go!!! "
The other two didn't wait for him to speak, and rushed out.
Four arms smashed at the figure behind the hand at the same time.
"It's over."
The hand didn't even move, but retracted instantly. Taking advantage of the time when the three of them were swinging their fists in the same direction, he lightly tapped from the side.
"It's over." Garon's voice came into the three's ears. Then, there was the sound of people falling to the ground. The three of them had their necks tapped, and fell to the ground. Their condition was exactly the same as the two girls.
Garon's figure appeared on the grass behind the three of them, quietly looking at the five people lying on the grass.
"This is only the first time. You guys should study and think about it. Pay attention to exploring the force path of the Waterbird Fist. Different force paths in different parts of the limbs will produce different effects. That's all for today. "
He checked his gloves, and only then did he slowly walk away. His figure quickly disappeared at the end of the grass.
High-speed simulated combat training with opponents was absolutely necessary.
Humans weren't the only ones in this world. The Blood Breeds had fast movement speed, strong attack power, and strong vitality. As long as they continued to grow stronger, they would encounter them sooner or later. Rather than sudden training in the future, it was better to start adaptive training now.
The Blood Breeds in this world were undoubtedly close to perfection.
They weren't afraid of sunlight like the legends on Earth. They just didn't like environments that were too bright. They moved quickly, had terrifying killing power, and had the innate ability to hypnotize and control humans for a short period of time. They also had strong recovery abilities. As long as their brain and blood core weren't damaged, they wouldn't die.
If there was a weakness, there was only one. Their defense wasn't strong. Of course, this was only relative. Compared to Garon's attack power, the Blood Breeds and Vampires' defense was very weak. Under the destruction of the force vibrations, it was not much different from a thin piece of paper.
But to the average person, the Blood Breeds' defense was still much stronger. It was similar to a strong man wearing a thick layer of leather. If they were to wear a layer of leather armor or something similar, then they would really be able to render ordinary people helpless.
Garon's plan was to have these five people take on a certain mission. He didn't spend so much effort to create a few cannon fodders. Naturally, he couldn't let them die so easily.
The current stage of high-speed opponent simulation training was one thing. Later on, there was still the adaptive training using hypnotic Secret Techniques to simulate the Blood Breeds' abilities.
Anyway, he had nothing to do. Other than a few specific locations, the rest of this world was no different from Earth. There wasn't even the slightest bit of supernatural power. Garon waited for Baldy to find something that contained potential value. At the same time, he treated it as killing time. Beating up a kid when he had nothing to do was a good way to exercise. Otherwise, if he lived and studied like an average person all day, his bones would soon rust.
Not long after Garon left.
The five people on the grass woke up one after another.
Their expressions were a little awkward. The boys covered their lower body while the girls covered the important parts of their soaked pants.
This completely damaged the perfect image that they usually maintained.
Only Dahm didn't care at all. He stood up with a stick.
"It's too strange …" he muttered. "Just touching my body made my whole body so f * cking comfortable. I fell to the ground without any strength. Then I shot. It's too f * cking strange. "
"Same." Quentin and Raelan looked at each other. The two girls were a little embarrassed. They weren't as crazy as the other girls. They usually kept their bodies clean. However, the feeling just now was much stronger than the feeling of self-destruction. Their bodies couldn't move at all.
That hand seemed to have magical power. They didn't notice it before. They didn't expect that Garon's hand, who took off his gloves, would make them fall apart with just a light touch.
"Either we don't let him touch us, or we control this pleasure! Otherwise, we can forget about passing this stage of training. "
Unknowingly, the few of them had already made passing the training their main goal in life.
None of the five people here were idiots. They were all elites among elites. You could even say that they were the elites of the elites.
They could all see how precious the things that Garon taught them were. This was not a world that normal people could come into contact with. Their family had plenty of money and power. However, these things weren't something that any family could casually provide. This was their luck. They would be fools if they didn't grasp it tightly. Therefore, no matter what kind of mentality Garon had in teaching them the secret techniques, they didn't think too deeply about it. Perhaps they would have to pay a price. However, what price could a student make them pay? It was nothing more than money, power, or beauty. They could enjoy these things as much as they wanted. As the children of financial group officials, they didn't lack these things.
However, they didn't know that the price that Garon wanted them to pay was not as simple as they imagined.
This training, this kind of pleasure stimulation, was also the attack method that Garon simulated the vampires. The vampires attacked normal humans in this way. When their fangs pierced the skin and blood vessels of humans, they would inject a stimulating toxin that would cause the humans to feel a sense of numbness and intense sexual pleasure. This would numb the human body's pain and defense mechanisms. It would make it difficult for the victim to notice that their blood was being sucked dry. Even when their blood was sucked dry, they wouldn't be able to resist. This was the scariest part of the vampires.
What Garon wanted to do was to use more intense stimulation to make the five of them perfectly resist this kind of attack. This way, even if they were accidentally bitten, they would be able to break free immediately.
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