Ten minutes later, Garen had arranged for the masters, doctors, and nurses to take care of Su Lin, as well as to calm down the panicked disciples in the dojo. Finally, he let the juniors go back to rest. Only then did Garen let the disciples find a quiet room to talk to Su Lin.
In the antique wooden room, red wooden walls, wooden floor, wooden table, chairs, and even the teacups were made of mahogany.
The two of them sat facing each other, with one or two wooden teacups on the mahogany table in the middle. White steam rose from the teacups.
Garon gently touched the broken corner of the wooden table.
"This time, there are much fewer disciples in the dojo, and there are obvious signs of damage in some places, obviously left behind by the eldest senior sister. Now, the second senior brother is missing, and I heard that the third senior brother is grounded. The dojo is empty … Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's talk about your problem. "
Su Lin raised his teacup and smiled bitterly, "This is why I wanted to ask for your help. To be honest, the reason why I looked for you at first was because I wanted to find a bodyguard. "
"No matter what you're thinking, you've helped me twice, and that's the truth. You don't have to say anything else. "Garon waved his hand to signal him to stop talking. "Tell me about your problem. I don't believe that such a powerful organization can't protect you. "
"The Golden Hoop only has power, but I provoked an assassination organization, one of the strongest in the world, Duskdune Shura." Su Lin's face was bitter, "I don't know how I provoked them, but I know that starting next summer, they will officially take action against me."
"Duskdune Shura? Are they powerful? "Garon asked in a low voice," I'm not familiar with this, you know. "
"Let me give you a comparison, the martial artists of the Celestial Circle Gate are all proficient in firearms, special operations, battlefield tactics, assassination techniques, and so on. They never come in the open, but play dirty. Actually, I'm not afraid of them, but my family around me. They have no resistance, and can only rely on protection. "Su Lin said helplessly. "I used all kinds of excuses to find a strong protection force for my parents, but now my sister's side is still lacking."
"Does Duskdune Shura have a Grandmaster of Combat?" Garon sipped his tea. He still didn't feel any fear.
"Yes." Su Lin glanced at him, "And it was a top-tier Grandmaster of Combat who successfully assassinated ten Grandmasters of Combat. Their leader was called Duskdune Shura, one of the two strongest Peak Martial Artists in the current records. The latest news I got is that he is a member of an organization called the Immortal Palace. "
Garon's hand, which was holding the teacup, trembled slightly and almost spilled the tea.
"It's the Immortal Palace again …" He had thought that this organization was a very secretive and powerful force. He did not expect them to show up at this time.
"No matter what Duskdune Shura is, that's a matter for the future. The most important thing now is to deal with the Celestial Circle Gate. Otherwise, I won't even be able to pass this year, let alone next year. "
"You're right." Su Lin took a sip of the tea and frowned. "Although the tea leaves are not bad, the person who brewed them is not good enough."
He looked up at Garon.
"The Celestial Circle Gate is very strong, but there are rules to everything. And their strength is not enough to break the rules. "
"What do you mean?" Garon stared at Su Lin and asked uncertainly.
"I will use the military's name to ask my father to ask you to be my sister's martial arts teacher." Su Lin answered calmly.
"Martial arts teacher … That's killing two birds with one stone." Garon's expression gradually relaxed. "I'm guessing that it will be a similar method. Not only will it achieve the goal of protecting the White Cloud Gate, but it will also achieve the effect you want."
"But, before that, my father will have to personally apply pressure on the Celestial Circle Gate. This process cannot be completed in one go. It will probably take about ten days. You will have to support yourself during this time."
"Ten days?" Garon lowered his head and looked at the teacup on the table.
In the mahogany cup, the light red tea slowly rippled. "That's good. I also want to see how strong the rumored number one fighter of the South is."
"As long as you're confident." Su Lin smiled.
The two of them sat quietly in their seats and did not speak. They just quietly thought about their plans.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Garon looked up at the door.
The door opened gently. Curling changed into a white outfit and walked in. He stood beside Garon.
"Senior apprentice-brother, the manager of the business, Bouvini, is here."
"Bouvini?" Garon immediately recalled this person's identity. "Tell him that I'm heavily injured and need to rest. Ask him to do his best to take care of Master's business."
"Yes, senior apprentice-brother." Curling nodded. Before he left, he looked curiously at Su Lin who was sitting opposite him.
"I should go now. I have to go back and deal with your identity. The sooner I persuade my father, the sooner this matter can be resolved. However, the conflict between you and Celestial Circle Gate can only be temporary. You killed their potential seed. Those old guys have always been used to being arrogant. They will never let you go. "
"I know. Even if they want to let me go, this matter is a heavy blow to their reputation. So even if they are forced by their reputation, it is impossible for them to reconcile." Garon was very clear about his situation.
"Then I'll go back immediately."
"Sorry to trouble you this time." Garon bowed slightly to Su Lin.
"It's no trouble." Su Lin chuckled. He stood up gently, quietly opened the door and left.
"Send Mr. Su Lin off." Garon ordered the disciple waiting at the door.
"Yes."
"Click."
The door slowly closed.
Garon let out a long sigh. Sitting on the chair, all kinds of complicated emotions surged in his mind.
"I thought I was just going to attend the exchange meeting. When I came back, I would continue to investigate the cause of the old man's death. I didn't expect Immortal Palace to be in cahoots with Celestial Circle Gate. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so coincidental that Master was injured when I was attacked. The entire Southern Twelve Gates is in danger. "
"Celestial Circle Gate … Immortal Palace … One is an organization of telekinesis users, the other is an organization of martial artists. What is the connection between them?"
He vaguely felt that he had fallen into a very complicated and troublesome whirlpool.
Celestial Circle Gate was building momentum to clean up the other small sects. The Southern Twelve Gates were the first to bear the brunt. The other sects would definitely be in danger as well.
Garon slowly stood up. He walked to an empty corner of the room and quietly got into the standard White Cloud Combat Technique's Four Big Forms.
Time passed by slowly.
Gradually, his furrowed eyebrows relaxed. His mind felt the circulation of Qi and blood in his body. He gradually calmed down.
"All this time, I've been passively dealing with all kinds of unexpected events. I've been going with the flow. There's nothing I really want to do."
His body started to sway slowly. Like a tumbler, left, right, front, and back, he kept swaying.
"I just like martial arts. That's why I put all my effort into developing it. Celestial Circle Gate, Andrela, Sylphalan … "Garon didn't know how he got to this point. From the beginning to the end, these things had nothing to do with him. He was just implicated.
Immortal Palace Sylphalan was because of the old man. Celestial Circle Gate was because of his master, White Cloud Gate. Unknowingly, he had come to this point where he was surrounded by strong enemies.
"Celestial Circle Gate will never allow the Southern Twelve Gates to still have the strength to resist." Garon was very clear. "The destruction of the Southern Twelve Gates is a foregone conclusion. I just don't know what level Andrela is at."
His body suddenly stopped. He froze.
Psst!
There was a sharp and ear-piercing sound.
Garon swung his right fist forward. A faint white streak appeared in the air. It was the mark of the air being squeezed out.
He recalled all the fights he had fought along the way. He gradually filtered out some of his mistakes and inefficient moves, leaving behind some extremely practical and coherent techniques.
He suddenly recalled the explosive attack he had unleashed in the Celestial Circle Gate's arena at the very beginning.
He had defeated the challenger with one palm, and even injured the other Grandmaster of Combat. His opponent had obviously been more seriously injured.
At that time, he had only wanted to release all his strength. He didn't think too much. The blood balloon in the center of his body automatically rotated, twisting his body into one. He had unleashed a terrifying amount of power.
It was a mixture of urgency and anger. Coupled with the coordination of his body, he had created a new move in an instant.
He tried hard to remember how he felt at that time.
"If I could use that power flexibly, my instantaneous explosive power would reach a whole new level."
Garon closed his eyes. He stood in the empty space of the room. His hands moved continuously, imitating that palm strike.
The air whooshed. He was getting faster and faster, heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, he thrust his right arm forward.
Clap!
There was a crisp sound like a hand clapping.
In the direction of his palm, the window curtains were blown open as if they were blown by the wind.
Garen stopped with a disappointed look on his face.
"It's still a far cry from that one. Too bad, if only I still had the Antique of Tragedy. "
The Antique of Tragedy was the fastest way for him to level up.
In a year's time, he had successfully trained from a beginner martial arts enthusiast to a true Grandmaster of Combat. He was indeed extraordinarily strong.
He had already trained the White Cloud Secret Technique to its peak. In other words, his explosive level was the highest level in the history of the White Cloud Gate. There was no way forward.
The White Cloud Gate was not like the other big sects. They had more martial arts and secret techniques. The Mammoth Secret Technique was only at the third level.
"I'm definitely not Andrela's opponent at my current level. The difference is obvious. Even if we're both Grandmasters of Combat, there will be a huge difference in the secret techniques we use. "Garon thought. He picked up his tea and drank it.
"There are only two ways I can think of. One is the Antique of Tragedy. The other is a new and stronger technique. With my talent, as long as the technique meets the attribute requirements, I can learn it quickly and easily. "
Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he thought of a good idea.
"Learn it easily … Since the White Cloud Secret Technique can't meet my requirements, I'll find a lower level secret technique. There are worse fourth level secret techniques below the third level. The lowest level secret techniques exist. With my current physical fitness and foundation, I can definitely meet the requirements easily! In a short period of time, these fourth level secret techniques can greatly improve my combat skills. "
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