After an unknown amount of time, Garon slowly woke up. His vision was blurry, as if there was something wrong with his vision. Only his right eye could barely see the faint moonlight.
His hair seemed to have been grabbed by someone, and he felt like he was being dragged by his hair from behind.
He could no longer see anything clearly, only a blur. After being hit hard on the back of his head, it was as if his head had lost contact with his body, and he could not move at all.
Rustle …
He could vaguely see the yellow soil in front of him moving slowly. After moving for a while.
Bam!
He seemed to have been thrown into a deep pit.
"All the nerves in his body are damaged, 80% of his bones are broken, his heart is ruptured, and his internal organs are bleeding profusely. Poor guy, of all people to mess with, he had to mess with someone from the Immortal Palace. Those lunatics from the Immortal Palace, which one of them isn't crazy, yet they are inhumanly strong. "An old voice came from the pit. "Young man, be a normal person in your next life, and don't get involved in these things anymore."
After this person lamented for a while, he picked up a shovel and began to bury the soil into the pit.
Garon lay quietly in the pit, feeling himself slowly being buried. He did not need to breathe, and other than a faint feeling in his head, he could not feel anything else.
"I actually succeeded … I fooled that guy." He waited for himself to be buried, and then the footsteps of the person on the ground gradually faded away. He could still vaguely hear the hooting of an owl in the middle of the night.
After waiting for a while, Garon slowly adjusted the trick of breaking the fake death technique.
Huff …
A gust of exhaust gas was suddenly expelled from his lungs.
His body was still weak.
"It's time to use the attribute points I saved earlier."
Garon still had one attribute point left, just in case such a situation happened.
His gaze fell on the Vitality column, and after three seconds, the last attribute point was slowly added.
Vitality slowly changed from 1.88 to 2.08.
Boom!!
In just an instant, Garon felt a sudden surge of heat in his brain, rushing down from his spine, rushing to his back, and spreading to every corner of his body like an explosion. His originally weak body suddenly had a surge of strength. His whole body was warm and very comfortable.
He suddenly lifted his leg and kicked up.
Whoosh!
The soft layer of soil was kicked open.
Although Garon was heavily injured and his strength was weakened, this little bit of strength was enough to deal with the soil.
He arched out of the earth and sat on the grass. Garon scanned his surroundings.
The faint white moonlight sprinkled on the grass, and the surrounding dark shadows of the trees were densely packed. The night wind blew, bringing with it the sound of leaves rustling.
Garon was sitting in a hole in the grass under a tree. He felt an itch in his nostrils and ears. He puffed hard a few times and actually spat out a few black ants.
"Damn it!"
He hurriedly found a small branch and dug out both of his ears. Surprisingly, he dug out a fat maggot-like worm from his left ear. The meat worm was still biting his ear, wanting to eat his flesh. However, because of the tough skin obtained from the Explosive Fist Arts, the worm couldn't even bite through the surface of his skin. Garon took it out and pinched it to death.
Garon sat on the ground and rested for a while. Slowly, his body returned to normal. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong. Waves of numbness and itchiness came from every part of his body.
He clearly remembered that before he fainted, most of his bones were broken. Without the help of the attribute points, most of them actually recovered naturally. Only a few ribs were left that were not completely reconnected.
He reached out and touched the bones on his body.
"They're all reconnected?! Could it be the effect of the ointment that Master gave me? "
Although all of them were reconnected, there were still some places that grew out of alignment. Garon endured the pain and broke them again. Then, the heat from the attribute points quickly glued the broken bones together.
The strange thing was, the recovery ability of the attribute points was not that strong. However, at this moment, for some reason, it was much stronger than before. The bones that were just broken were actually reconnected after sitting for less than twenty minutes.
"Looks like it's the ingredient of that medicine …" Garon was more and more certain that it was the effect of the ointment that he ate. "Looks like Master gave me something incredible to eat …"
After sitting for about two hours, the growth of the bones was basically healed. As for the nerves, that was the first part that was healed. Garon stood up. His skin was covered in a layer of dark red blood sweat. That was the clotted blood from his internal organs. After stopping the bleeding, it was all discharged.
"Sylphalan …" He muttered the name softly. This was his first failure, and it was also a terrible failure. If not for the ointment and attribute points, he would probably still be in a heavily injured state. Maybe he would have suffocated to death in the pit.
He recalled the words of the old man who buried him.
At this moment, in the skill pane at the bottom of his vision, in the column of Mammoth Secret Technique, the word 'Explosion' finally condensed and became clear.
A strange feeling spread from the bottom of Garon's heart. It was as if a scorching blood ball was slowly condensing in the center of his body. The blood ball slowly radiated heat to his limbs, nourishing his entire body. A new wave of energy gushed out from the nourished parts of his body. The recovery speed of his injuries slowly returned to normal. Although it was not completely healed, it was already half healed.
"The Immortal Palace …" Garon lowered his head and clenched his fist. "I will find you …"
He filled the pit again and strode into the depths of the forest.
*****
Just as he returned to his room, in the dead of night, Garon went straight to the bathroom to take a shower and changed into a white outfit.
Strangely, the other students were not around.
Sitting on the sofa and drinking a glass of water, Garon relaxed his muscles. Sylphalan's matter was not something he could deal with now. He could only put it aside for now and look for him when he was strong enough. Although he had a new upgrade now, Garon recalled that strange move. He was still not confident that he could defeat his opponent. That was an ability he had never encountered before. He still needed to test it out carefully.
"But at least I know the truth about the old man's death …" He touched his chest. The necklace was still there, but the words on it had completely disappeared.
Coming back to his senses, he was suddenly confused.
"It's so late, where did Curling and the others go?"
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps approaching quickly. It seemed like a few people were rushing over.
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!!
"Is Senior Brother here? Is he not back yet? "
"I just heard the door close. Maybe Senior Brother is back!"
Garon's expression froze. He quickly got up and went to open the door.
With a click, the door opened. Curling and Carrie were standing at the door.
Curling was raising his fist and making a knocking gesture. When he saw Garon really open the door, he was stunned. Then, he could not hold back his tears anymore.
"Senior … Senior Brother … Master was injured!!"
Colleen cried as she spoke, and Carrie was also choked with sobs, unable to say anything.
"What!!" Garon's eyes widened. "Where is Master now!?"
"In the martial arts arena during the day!!"
"Let's go!!" Garon did not even close the door. He rushed out and pulled the two of them.
*****
Crack!!
"Ah!!!" Simon's arm was gently broken by a young man with short green hair. Instantly, the bone was completely broken.
The young man with green hair pushed forward and kicked Simon to the ground.
At night, on the white stone stage, there were many people from different sects surrounding it. The leaders of Celestial Circle Gate and Crimson Sand Sword sat together. They frowned slightly as they watched the battle on the stage.
Faint whispers could be heard from the surrounding crowd.
"White Cloud Gate has lost today." Celestial Circle Gate's leader Rolexia said calmly. "The hatred between the Martial Arts Association's leader and the White Cloud Gate's leader was not something that happened in a day or two. I didn't expect that they would suddenly apply to end the feud today. Seems like they are taking advantage of the situation. "
"Of course there is a reason." The Crimson Sand Sword's leader was a handsome man with long red hair. He held a glass of red wine but did not drink it. He seemed to be admiring the pure red color of the wine through the crystal glass. There was a smile on his face as if he did not care about anything. "The first disciple of White Cloud Gate, Rosetta, betrayed the sect. The second disciple, Farak, went out to hunt her down. If I were the Martial Arts Association's leader, I would also choose to challenge the White Cloud Gate's leader as soon as the news spread. What's more, someone suddenly challenged the Southern Twelve Gates and injured Fei Baiyun? "
"Indeed, in a situation where the difference in strength is not big, the condition is the key to victory. In addition to the challenger, the Martial Arts Association's leader is indeed a character. "Celestial Circle Gate's leader nodded in agreement. "Now that the White Cloud Gate's leader has been defeated and injured, and the strongest disciple of the two pillars has betrayed the sect. The second disciple is missing, and I think the White Cloud Gate is doomed. And I heard that Rosetta seems to be related to Behemoth Gate. "
"I'm not sure. But this time, not only White Cloud Gate, but the Southern Twelve Gates will also suffer great losses." The Crimson Sand Sword's leader shook his head.
The young man with green hair stood on the stage with his hands behind his back as he watched Simon being helped down.
"The Southern Twelve Gates is just so-so. A group of leaders can't even compare to their master, and their disciples are all trash! "
There was a commotion in the surroundings. The disciples of the Southern Twelve Gates all gathered together and surrounded the twelve leaders, including Fei Baiyun. Some of the leaders were unconscious, some had blood dripping from their mouths, and some had broken arms. Their injuries were all different.
When the disciples of the leaders heard what the young man on the stage said, they did not dare to say anything. Some of the sects who sensed the situation had already quietly left the area around the Southern Twelve Gates.
"You!"
A red-haired young man below the stage was about to rush up the stage, but was immediately pulled back by his companions.
"Don't go! You are not his match!! "
Fei Baiyun's face was as white as paper, half lying on a chair. On his side was Simon, who had broken an arm, looking after him with cold sweat all over his face.
"Sai … Simon … Go! Find your senior … Ask him to bring everyone away! Leave this place! "His head was injured, but he forced himself to stay conscious and said with difficulty.
"Master!! Senior can definitely defeat that guy!! "Simon gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.
"Those two challengers … aren't the main point … They didn't hit them too hard. They can be healed when we get back … The real danger is our mortal enemy!" Fei Baiyun raised his trembling hand and pushed the door open. "The Southern Twelve Gates have too many enemies, this is not our territory, we must … go back now!!"
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