Garen sat on his seat and looked at Master Shabik of the Moko Sword Lock Sect with a calm expression.

But his mind has drifted to Xixi, who is far away. Ning Ruoxi, who has been trained since the beginning of the fighting club, is the first batch of students together with Huo Ximandam and others. His talent can be said to be the highest among them, and he is also his most talented.

Good news.

Now with the improvement of his strength, it has been greatly upgraded to a terrifying level, but these are not the most important things. The key point is that Xixi has never really faced a top master like the upper vampire on his own.

Fortunately, the first two elders of the Wellington family are not very good. They have no fighting consciousness at all. They only have the physique of a high-ranking person but do not have the strength of a high-ranking family. Their fighting consciousness is not even comparable to that of some mid-level ones, so they are just perfect for her to practice.

"Are you just going to sit back and accept my challenge?" Shabik's face became increasingly ugly. The other party's arrogance and arrogance made his chest rise and fall slightly. He is not a self-cultivation boxer like Dongjimen.

"It's actually the same whether you're sitting or standing." Garen said calmly.

"Arrogant!"

Before Shabik finished speaking, he suddenly stepped back, and a gun and a sword in his hand suddenly rang out.

Buzz!!

Bang!

There was a gunshot and a flash of silver light, and everyone could only see a blur in front of their eyes.

Garen held one hand in front of him, smiling, and holding a deformed bullet between his fingers.

Shabik's expression changed. He used a large number of sword flowers to cover up his true intention of shooting direction and angle. Unexpectedly, the opponent predicted it.

And he can actually catch bullets with his bare hands...

Without making a move, he increased the power level of the pistol by one level.

“Come again!!”

With a low roar, his whole body turned into a ball of silver light and spun around.

Bang!!! A flash of fire flashed out of the silver light.

Everyone around them looked shocked, but the master of the Dongji Sect remained motionless with a calm expression.

Snap!!

Garen's right hand was blocked in front of him, slightly to the left, and his expression remained unchanged.

"Accepted."

He said calmly, and stretched out his hand. There was not just one bullet in his hand, but three complete black bullets, and there was also a broken silver sword tip.

The silver light stopped, Shabik's face turned pale, and he even staggered back a few steps. He stared at Garen with a horrified look. Although he used harmless rubber bullets, the explosive speed of his pistol was already over.

It is his most powerful killer move, but the opponent looks more like playing with a child. He has no real strength of Dongyou at all.

"Lord Holy Fist... His strength is indeed tyrannical, and I, the Moker Lock Sword Sect, admire it." The female master beside her stood up and said calmly, but there was still a trace of unconcealable horror in her eyes.

Only then did Shabik react, but he really didn't know what to say. His face turned red, he put away his gun and sword and returned to his seat.

Garen responded with a polite smile. He gently placed the bullet and the tip of the sword on the table. Everyone present noticed that there was no trace of friction on the palm of his hand that caught the bullet, and they were even more shocked.

For these strongest warriors in the world, such strength is no different from the extremely terrifying level of the Vampires.

They are strong and tyrannical, but they are naturally controlled by the hypnosis of vampire humans. Even the top willpower will be affected to a certain extent and their strength will decline. Everyone here has suffered more or less from this aspect.

It can be said that the people present are all the most powerful peak human beings in the world. These people look young. But existences like the master of the East Pole Sect are already over seventy years old. The others are not younger than sixty.

.It is the tyrannical strength that can only be gained through generations of accumulation and hard work on one's own talents.

They came here to pay a visit to Gallon because they were simply shocked by the news that Gallon could participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Wellington family.

They believe that their individual explosive power is not weaker than that of the upper-level vampires, but the existence of human hypnosis and the terrifying physical fitness of the vampires makes them unable to resist the oppression of the upper-level vampires.

"Now I believe Lord Gallon is indeed participating in the siege of Wellington." Tams, the Saudi Boxing communication representative, said in a low voice and slowly.

The atmosphere at the table was slightly solemn.

"You don't need to be formal, we are all of the same mind. Why don't Lord Garen tell you how the battle went on that day when Wellington was besieged and suppressed?" the leader of the Dongji Sect said in a low voice.

Garen smiled slightly and clapped his hands. Immediately, the beautiful girl who had just gone down came up again, stood behind everyone and started pouring wine for everyone.

The atmosphere also relaxed a little.

Then he spoke slowly.

"This time you all come to the Holy Fist Palace together, it can be regarded as a major event in our boxing world. Let's have a meal first, and then it won't be too late to go to the martial arts arena to interact with each other."

He was actually quite curious. The strength of masters like the Mok Lock Sword Sect was not yet at the level of the average vampire. Actual combat was entirely based on the power of the firearms in their hands, which was not interesting. On the contrary, it was the Master of the Dongji Sect and the Saudi Fist.

Representing Tams seems a bit unfathomable.

They all seem to be following the path of imitating nature and integrating into it, leveraging the power of nature with the limits of the human body, and indirectly overcoming the barriers of insufficient human body quality.

Garen has always followed the path of being absolutely powerful, and pays special attention to this method of practicing in heaven and earth, which is similar to the earth's Taoist theory. This represents a completely different path from that of a warlock.

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American Weiner Asia

The amber sunlight shines on Ning Ruoxi and Tu Lan.

The two stood alone in the middle of the city, surrounded by high-rise buildings and stopped vehicles, but not a single person could be seen.

Tu Lan calmly stared at the oriental girl in front of him.

"A very interesting boxing technique, very unique and powerful." She looked around and seemed to have discovered the key to this boxing technique.

"I'm really impressed that a human body can unleash such a level of hypnotic power. But..." Although she was in a hallucination, she didn't show any trace of panic.

"But, for me, your hypnotic hallucinations have been solved hundreds of years ago..."

laugh!

Tu Lan's figure appeared at Ning Ruoxi's position in an instant, and a palm stabbed into her abdomen. But immediately the figure in front of her slowly faded and disappeared. It turned out to be just a shadow.

Slowly, a burst of soft violin music filled the air from all around. The sound was soft and melodious. But it carried a touch of depression, as if it was about to explode but was suppressed again and again without breaking, which made people feel uncomfortable.

A figure suddenly appeared behind Tu Lan, his palms cutting like knives towards her waist, his gesture silent.

Bang!

The figure was blown away by Tu Lan's palm, turning into countless black shadows and disappearing.

Immediately afterwards, another figure swooped down from the sky above his head, with a fierce sound.

Bang!

He was punched to pieces by Tu Lan again.

Immediately, a third figure appeared, and the sound of violins around him gradually became louder.

The fourth way, the fifth way, the sixth way...

As Tu Lan defeated the figures again and again, more and more figures appeared around him, becoming stronger and stronger.

There was a hint of frost on her face.

His body suddenly spun around, and a short knife popped out of his arm, flashing with silver light. He pulled it and slashed through the three figures rushing towards him.

She vaguely noticed that the figures appearing around her seemed to be the figure of a girl named Ning Ruoxi. However, these figures were all just a dark shadow, and they seemed to have no entity at all.

Snap!

Suddenly, the palm of a figure slashed her forearm. For just a moment, Tu Lan felt the blood in her arm jump violently, as if she was attracted by some force and wanted to burst the protruding skin.

"Water Bird Fist?!" She retreated suddenly, turned over in the air, and landed in another open space, but before she could stand firm, two more figures appeared behind her.

"It's endless!" Tu Lan's face darkened, and his pupils suddenly opened. The center of his pupils turned slightly, and he beat like a heart.

"Illusion Counterattack!!"

Woo....

A strange sound suddenly disturbed the sound of the piano.

The surrounding scene twisted and spun in an instant, like an overturned bucket of colored dye, a mess.

Tu Lan faintly felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. He closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly. He was in a remote alley in the city.

The oriental girl Ning Ruoxi rushed over like a rocket, her body was suspended in the air, and there was a faint red pulse in the palms of her hands, shooting directly towards her chest.

Tu Lan raised his hand, his arms appeared in front of him as if moving instantly, raised his sword and moved forward.

Bang bang bang bang bang!!!

A series of afterimages of palm strikes exploded between the two of them. Ning Ruoxi was suspended in mid-air and fiercely faced Tu Lan, her heart and blood boiling.

The mystery of Huanlou Fist was broken, which greatly impacted her spirit and blood. She originally thought that the opponent would be easily solved, just like the middle-level vampires she had solved before, but she did not expect that it would be so difficult to deal with. Compared with

Looking at the rest of Dam and the other two elders that Brother Hosiman talked about, aren't they just a little bit better?!

boom!!

Ning Ruoxi's palm suddenly hit the air and landed on the left wall, leaving a deep palm print and punching through the entire wall. Fortunately, there was no one in the house inside, so it didn't cause any commotion.

But immediately her heart skipped a beat, her vision blurred, and she suddenly felt a pain in her right rib.

puff!
To be continued...