Some people said that they saw the aftermath of the battle between the Holy Fist Death Apostles from afar. Some countries used military satellites to monitor the changes on the surface, but all the information was naturally sealed off.
Only those who were in contact with the deeper layers would know the core information.
Garon from the Holy Fist Palace chased after Tu Lan and Wellington. Halfway through, Tu Lan was promoted to a Death Apostle and surrounded Garon with the Wellington Family Master, but they were easily defeated. In the end, if it wasn't for the First Death Apostle, the two of them would have been completely defeated.
This news came from within the Blood Breeds.
Ashen had escaped and the First Death Apostle admitted this fact. As the strongest Death Apostle, if it wasn't for him, the outcome of this battle would have been unpredictable.
Once this news came out, the world was shocked.
The entire Blood Breed was shocked, whether it was the Secret Party or the Light Party. Various investigations on the Holy Fist Palace were quickly launched. A large amount of manpower and resources were invested, trying to find out the real reason why this organization could become so strong in just a few years.
Technological methods and mysterious methods were all used.
Rumors about the Holy Fist Palace's supreme fist techniques finally began to spread, spreading throughout the entire inner world. As long as one mastered the Holy Fist Palace's supreme fist techniques, they would be able to obtain a terrifying battle power comparable to the Blood Breeds.
These rumors and legends became more and more real.
Because the Secret Party had failed to suppress Ashen, after the First Death Apostle escaped, the two parties finally sat down at the negotiating table again. Both parties ceased all activities. Under the huge pressure from the Holy Fist Palace and the Sorcerers, they were no longer as merciless as before.
Although the battle was still going on, it was not as intense as it was at the beginning.
Garen, on the other hand, brought Tu Lan and the others directly to the Bailey Group's headquarters, only to find that the building was already empty. Just as he was about to head to the Primary Colors' headquarters, he immediately received an invitation from them. The person in charge of the Holy Fist Palace had been arrested and would be sent to the Combat Club for trial and compensation.
In the face of the Holy Fist Palace's enormous strength that suppressed the Blood Breeds, even the Primary Colors had to consider the price they would have to pay if they were to go against them.
At the same time, the martial arts club's network of influence had also begun to expand. After the second batch of students had completed their studies and left, this huge network of influence had connected every single point in the world. Like bamboo shoots after the rain, a large number of sprouts had emerged.
After the battle with the Death Apostles, Garon's reputation as the Holy Fist Palace's Holy Fist had gradually reached a supreme level. Some busybodies had already placed him on par with the Blood Breed's number one Death Apostle, Ashen.
Although most people did not know the details of that battle, to be able to defeat the combined forces of two Death Apostles and be forced to retreat by Ashen in the end, it already showed Garon's extremely powerful strength.
*****
Holy Fist Palace
White snow covered the entire palace.
At night, in the deserted practice hall, the flat black marble floor could even reflect a person's appearance.
Garon sat high up in the hall, with the captive Tu Lan standing behind him.
On both sides of him stood the higher ups of the combat club and the Nighthawks.
Dahm, Hochman, Quentin, Xander, Ninox, Baldy from the Nighthawks, and Sith from the second batch.
These people all had powerful auras as they reported the situation of their respective departments according to the old rules.
The one who was reporting was Xander.
"Recently, we've captured 423 people who tried to steal our Holy Fist Martial Arts. Most of them are spies from various countries' governments. If they're not assigned by the Blood Breeds, they're probably ambitious people. Ever since the battle between Master and the Death Apostles, our reputation and position have completely stabilized in the Inner World. Although our overall strength is still not as strong as the Blood Breeds and the Sorcerers, it's still a far cry. However, in terms of high-level strategic deterrence, with Master in charge, no one dares to underestimate us. Under these conditions, everything is rapidly developing for the better. "
"How's the situation with the two Blood Breeds?" Garon nodded and asked calmly.
Xander bowed slightly and retreated to the right.
Quentin on the left stood up and reported.
"Regarding the internal affairs of the Blood Breeds, we've learned from the spies that the situation between the two parties has greatly eased. Although there are still bloody conflicts, the deaths and injuries caused are much less than before. I think most of the reason comes from our threat. Also, regarding the Sorcerers, AG has announced that he's going into seclusion in Asia's Horadol Mountain. However, on the same day, the Dark Colors Witches were attacked by the Blood Breeds and three important branches were destroyed. It should be the revenge of the radicals in the Blood Breeds for the battle in Wellington. I suggest that we should also guard against the possible counterattack of the Blood Breeds. "
"Of course." Garon said affirmatively. "Dahm, I need the Sleepless Faces. Has the specific itinerary been arranged?"
Dahm quickly stood up and nodded.
"It's been arranged. We'll depart to the Memphis Forest tomorrow. We've already sent people to the Moon River there to investigate. We've preliminarily determined a few possible locations."
"If there's any good news, report it immediately."
"Understood."
"Also, I heard that you've joined the National Security Department with a position?" Garon usually didn't involve himself in the affairs of the country. However, Dahm's family was a big political family, so it was natural for him to join and get a position.
"A special department, the newly established Special Response Bureau. I'm the official director." Dahm replied respectfully. As the martial arts became more profound, he and Hochman could feel that their speed of growth was too fast. It wasn't normal at all. It wasn't just him. Anyone who was implanted with the Soul Primer by Garon progressed at an unimaginable speed.
Obviously, the only explanation for this was that the root of it all was Garon. He used some kind of method to strengthen everyone along with him.
After a period of exploration with this understanding, Dahm and Hochman gradually understood that they seemed to be progressing along with Garon's strength. They didn't rely on their own efforts most of the time.
After getting this understanding, the two of them had no choice but to let go of the Holy Fist Palace.
Naturally, one of the reasons was that Garon didn't fight for power with his subordinates. Almost all the power was delegated to his subordinates. Other than training hard and occasionally going out to settle disputes, Garon didn't have any power at all. He also didn't care about how his subordinates fought for power.
As a result, the focus of the two of them naturally shifted to competing with each other. One of their fist techniques was Yin Extreme Fist Technique while the other was Yang Extreme Fist Technique. They were divided into the two extremes of the Waterbird Fist. They naturally didn't like each other.
Recently, Hochman finally managed to capture his beloved cousin. When he found out that it was Dahm who sent her away, he was even more furious.
The battle between the two of them gradually escalated.
"There's still the seventh mask. Hochman, do you have any clues on your side?" Garon turned to look at Hochman.
"There's already some progress." Hochman nodded. "According to the informant's information, the seventh mask is most likely in the hands of the Bailey Group's chairman, Kabb. I've already sent out a warrant to capture Kabb and his assistant, Medis. However, there hasn't been any news from the two of them since a while ago. It's very likely that they've gone into hiding after hearing the news. "
"For this, you can look for the Dark Colors Witches Association. Isn't the representative they sent to ask for help almost here?" Garon nodded. "As for the specific amount of support, you can discuss it with them."
"Alright." Hochman was now one of the permanent directors of the world's largest economic conglomerate. Unlike Dahm, he walked the economic route and his influence was also growing.
Even the Holy Fist Palace's bi-monthly meeting had to be squeezed out of time. Their daily schedule was packed to the brim with work.
The next person, Caesar, stepped forward and began to report on the development of the combat club's power, some of their needs, and the benefits and support that they could provide to the Holy Fist Palace.
After the development of the entire combat club, it now owned three large hotel chains, five private banks, and a media company that was spread across several countries. This was a direct organization. Indirect organizations meant that the members' power was spread across more than thirty countries. They could influence the political economy of more than ten small and medium-sized countries. However, their influence on large countries was far from enough. That was the domain of the Blood Breeds and the Witches.
Even so, the Holy Fist Palace's annual net income was still around thirty billion euros. This was only the first year of their development.
The wealth recorded under Garen's name was worth hundreds of billions of dollars. This was a number that would make anyone's jaw drop.
Even Garon himself could not help but be shocked when he heard it. He did not expect his wealth to develop so quickly. He only understood after listening carefully to Caesar's report. Most of this wealth was actively sold and given away by other forces. The main reason was to build a relationship with the combat club. In addition to the support of the members' influence, the speed of development was even more shocking.
It had been a month since the battle with the Death Apostles.
In reality, it had only been a year since the establishment of the Holy Fist Palace. In just a year, it had developed into such a huge monster.
Tu Lan, who was standing behind Garon, was also shocked.
Listening to the reports of the powerful members below, she could not hide the shock in her heart.
Not only did these members who reported have extraordinary abilities, the weakest among them was at the level of a middle-level Blood Breed. There were even three of them who were at the level of an upper-level Blood Breed. This kind of power had far surpassed the average old Blood Breed family and reached the level of a Death Apostle family.
And this was only developed in a few short years.
Garon did not seem to be worried that she would leak the information below. He had no intention of hiding it and allowed her to listen by the side.
Was it because of the absolute suppression of power?
Tu Lan bit her lips.
"Palace Master, Miss Vivien sent a message. Mr. Emma and Ms. Reese wish to see you." Suddenly, an inquiring voice came from below.
Suddenly, the entire training hall fell silent.
Garon sat on the high seat and was silent for a while.
"Tell her that I will go back tomorrow morning."
"Okay." One of the subordinates bowed slightly and left.
"Today's meeting will end here. Cece, stay. "Garon said lightly.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
