Lotus Pearl's death was a huge loss to him. A special-class mercenary who stood on his father's side was one of the top powers in the organization. She was killed so easily. Although the killers were Rexott's Sea Serpent and Seal, everyone knew that Rexott was standing up for the Nighthawks. Garon's friend Rhodes, whose brother was one of the four most terrifying heads of Rexott, was known as the Four Shadows of Rexott's highest level. He was on the same level as the Titans of the Primary Colors. Both of them had fought for many years, but they were always on par. Gremlin could not fight back against the direct family of such an existence. Unless his father personally took action, no one in the organization would be willing to fight with the other just to weaken his family's power.
He looked at his last subordinate.
Gremlin suppressed the anger in his heart.
"What is the Nighthawk King doing now?"
"I heard that he is searching for the legendary Sleepless Faces mask with Rhodes. His reason to the outside world is that Garon likes masks a lot. But his real intention should be something else. "The subordinate quickly replied.
"Sleepless Faces mask?" Gremlin muttered softly. "Recently, there was a rumor that there was a mysterious antique that contained a special power. This power could make a normal person extraordinary. Is it true? "
"According to the investigation, it should have some effect. But it has not been confirmed that it came from the Black Clothed Men's upper management. We do not have a specific standard for judging antiques. "The subordinate replied. Seeing that he was in a better mood, he carefully added. "Do you want us to do a practical investigation? That Nighthawk King Garon is so passionate about this, there should be some connection. "
"Go investigate. Also, about the secret behind the Nighthawks' control. You can find out more about that secret technique or secret method. This kind of precious thing should be in our hands. We can't let it leak out." Gremlin thought about the Nighthawks' mysterious method of control. His heart was burning. A method that could allow a normal person to reach a high level of martial arts in a short period of time. This was undoubtedly something that he had to get his hands on. Once he got his hands on this method, he might be able to reach a high level in the organization …
*****
Bailey Manor, Germany.
Kabb hugged her son happily. She pinched his cheeks and teased him intimately.
As he sat on the white semicircular balcony, he vaguely heard familiar footsteps behind him. Kabb looked back and saw a familiar figure.
"Medis, what's new?"
"According to the latest information, Garon spends a period of time in the villa every day in a secret room. I don't know what he's doing inside."
Medis walked behind Kabb. This young man was cunning and shrewd, with a feminine and handsome appearance. He was indeed very skilled in the field of information gathering. He could even investigate the Nighthawk King's daily life in detail.
He glanced at the boss's son, who was looking around with his chubby little face, and then continued.
"We've tried to investigate the internal members of the Nighthawks. According to the information obtained through some methods, the entire Nighthawks and the combat club should be controlled by Garon alone. This method should be what you guessed, boss. It's a method obtained through the mask's special ability."
"I heard that Garon is going to Memphis soon?" Kabb teased her son with a smile. "Where did you get the information about the secret room?"
"Yes, it's said that he's going to look for a new mask. We've already gotten this information from Rod's men and actions. Big moves can't be made, and the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of hiding it. "Medis nodded. "Regarding the secret room, I used an unconscious method of investigation. Every once in a while, I used different people to monitor the villa's movements out of the corner of their eyes. I didn't tell them to check on Garon himself, but asked them to monitor the mute maid. As a maid who takes care of Garon's daily life, many things in the villa are difficult to hide from her."
"Well done. Also, pay attention to Garon's schedule." Kabb said softly, "Gremlin from the Primary Colors was suppressed. I'm sure he's unhappy. One of his special-class mercenaries was killed, and Rod stood on Garon's side. With the addition of the Clown Sea Serpent and the SEALs, as well as Garon himself, this is already a force to be reckoned with. Try your best to be on good terms with Garon. Use safe methods to find out what's in that secret room. "
"I understand." Medis nodded slightly to show that she understood.
Kabb pinched her son's cheek.
Puff!
The little fatty puked on her father's face.
"Hahaha, you have strength! I like it! "Kabb laughed, and Medis couldn't help but laugh as well.
*****
Writing the Demonic Book was far more difficult than Garon had imagined.
He originally thought that he had completely understood many of the Secret Techniques, but when he carefully recalled and wrote them down step by step, there were many inconspicuous difficulties and obstacles. These were all things that he had never noticed before. Many steps that he thought he understood were actually more difficult to understand.
When he was writing the Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique, he encountered one problem after another, and there were actually more than ten of them.
And while he was constantly thinking about how to solve these problems, the changes in the Demonic Book became more and more obvious.
Garon had actually written half of his Secret Techniques, and the Demonic Book seemed to be the same. Like a plant, it had grown to half of its level.
Perhaps when he had completely finished writing the Demonic Book, it would be the most suitable time for his Secret Techniques to be formed. At that time, it would be based on his own understanding of the Secret Techniques, and his training would be extremely fast. Finally, he would reach the level of the Soul Seed and break through the limit. This was his goal.
This aspect was unusually smooth, but the other aspect was a little unsatisfactory.
As for the training, the Nighthawks recommended and sent volunteers from all over the country. Each and every one of them were rich young masters and ladies. Just a little bit of training would cause them to complain incessantly. On the first day of training, there were already people who wanted to go home.
But they were directly slapped by Garon until they fainted.
What a joke, these people were all selected by him. Their qualifications were passable, and their backgrounds were not bad. If he let them go home obediently, it would be a waste of his time.
Garon directly used violence. After all, he had the backing of the Nighthawks and the Combat Club, as well as the support of Rod's Rexott Group.
*****
Slap! Slap! Slap!!
Extremely rhythmic slapping sounds echoed in the spacious indoor sports field.
A circle of students wearing black training uniforms formed a circle. There was an empty space in the middle where Garon and another female student, Hikari, stood.
Hikari climbed up from the ground again and again. Her expression was determined. Both sides of her face were swollen red like steamed buns, and there were traces of blood at the corner of her mouth.
Under the bright yellow light, Hikari once again pounced towards Garon.
Ah!!!
She let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if she wanted to use it to boost her courage. But there was no surprise. He felt a wave of dizziness, as if the world had turned upside down. Then, there was another crisp sound of a slap.
Hikari's entire body was slapped again. She staggered a few steps to the left and could no longer support herself. She fell to the ground with a bang.
"This is the close combat technique you're so proud of?" Garon was topless. He was only wearing black trousers and a shiny black belt. His fair and strong sculpture-like muscles moved slightly, and many parts of his body made crisp sounds like the strings of a spring being stretched taut.
"I didn't let you guys undergo basic training for four days just to torture and teach you guys a lesson." Garon looked around. These people were almost all from the upper class of America and other countries. These people would be seeds like Dahm and Hochman. Perhaps they would grow into different flowers in different parts of the world.
"I have three choices under my wing. The Two-Faced Waterbird Gate, the Shooting Shadow Gate, and the White Cloud Gate … "
He planned to teach the White Cloud Gate Mammoth Secret Technique once again, and plant the seeds in this world. The Mammoth Secret Technique should no longer be called the Mammoth Secret Technique. It should be called the Divine Statue Technique, and it should use the Divine Statue Technique as its core to merge with part of the essence of the Black Water True Technique. It was the peak of the terrifying hard skills that he relied on to become the king of the world in the Secret Technique World.
The Divine Statue Technique was the most upright and powerful Secret Technique. But the strangest thing was that when Garon was writing the Demonic Book, he accidentally included the Divine Statue Technique. This technique actually had the characteristics of other Demonic Techniques. Once it had the aura of his soul as a primer, it could quickly reach an extremely high level and reach a very high level of power. But at the same time, it had a very strong side effect, and became a version similar to Demonic Techniques.
Garon renamed this Secret Technique to the Demonic Statue Technique. This reminded him of the Behemoth Gate in the Secret Technique World.
Everything originated from the White Cloud Gate. That was his starting point, and it was also a past that he could never forget.
"We all know about the Waterbird Fist and the Shooting Shadow Secret Technique. But what is the White Cloud Gate? Can you please tell us more about it, teacher? "A handsome young boy among the students asked loudly. His name was Sith, and he was the second successor of an ancient European family. Compared to the glorious halo of the first successor, he was much more inconspicuous. He was one of the few students in this batch who took the initiative to learn fist techniques.
Recently, Garon's combat club had caused a lot of commotion in the United States. Dahm had organized combat competitions everywhere, and recently, it seemed that he was collaborating with Hochman to organize an international combat competition. They had set up a huge prize of 50 million Euros, and they could even reimburse travel expenses to attract many strong people from all over the world.
The reputation of the Waterbird Fist and the Shooting Shadow Secret Technique had already spread far and wide.
Suddenly, many secret fist techniques and combat sects from all over the world were attracted to the United States to participate in the competition. Advertisements everywhere were promoting the competition and the origins of Dahm and Hochman's fist techniques.
However, the two of them did not publicize their teacher's name. Instead, they were called Holy Fist by both groups. The Holy Fist Palace that lived on top of the mountain was the Holy Fist Technique Realm Saint.
No one knew what Holy Fist looked like, and no one knew who he was. Only a portion of the combat club members knew that Holy Fist was Garon.
Hochman and Dahm seemed to be deifying the Waterbird Fist.
As for the few well-informed students who knew the inside story, they knew that the masked man in front of them was the legendary Holy Fist. Naturally, they understood how rare it was to be able to receive a personal lesson from the Holy Fist. Perhaps they could also become the next Hochman and Dahm, controlling tens of billions of funds and authority.
Garon looked at the boy named Sith. He was not old, only nineteen years old. He looked very handsome, and was a typical sunny youth.
"The White Cloud Gate is a sect that uses the Magic Statue Technique as its foundation. This secret technique originated from an ancient fist technique, and its style is different from the Waterbird Fist and the Shooting Shadow Fist. It is a direct confrontation technique. "
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