175 Age of the Pinnacle 1 (1/2)
Chapter 175: Age of the Pinnacle 1
Garen’s face sank. The Palosa in front of him looked like any old man on the street, kind, lovely, not a strand of the aura of a Grandmaster of Combat, and no sign of Bravery. Then again, Garen understood the ability to survive in such a grisly environment is no easy feat, not to mention he seemed to be doing quite well.
”Sealed fist a year ago? Sir Palosa, I am also a Sky Warrior of Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate. Don’t you think that shouldn’t apply to a friendly exchange with a fellow member of the sect?”
Palosa smiled.
”Listen, kid. My fist technique is completely different from yours. Your Secret Fist Technique is almost at the highest mastery. I can tell, your Body Hardening Technique is almost as good as Duskdune Shura’s. At your age, you already achieved what Duskdune Shura can only achieve at his mid-life. With only that, you are at the top of the whole Confederation. At this stage, whatever you’re trying to prove, I understand. However, I’m not the direction you’re after. What you wanted to see, I want to see too.”
Garen silenced, he heard the underlying meaning behind Palosa’s words. He hadn’t been able to step further into the Martial Arts Realm as well.
”I would still like to witness the legendary, unbeatable White Bird Holy Fist.”
”White Bird Holy Fist, it’s only a name my colleagues gave me. I only knew one fist technique, and that was White Bird Fist.” Palosa answered with a smile. ”I’m not like the prodigy Duskdune Shura or the terrifyingly talented Watson Langley. What I am good with is White Bird Fist. I spent my whole life, all my energy into this fist technique. I have sealed my fists, I will not fight you, but I can show you once.”
”Show me?” Garen squinted.
”The Martial Arts community has been weaker and weaker for past generations. Garen, is it? I will show you with a tenth of my power. Don’t blink an eye.” Palosa smiled warmly while he slowly walked to a mossy boulder on the left.
”Watch carefully, this is where I am with fist techniques!” Palosa lifted his right arm with his index finger pointing forward.
Punch!
Everything around seemed to have stopped in time.
The air, the water, the worms, the grass, as well as all sorts of voices that came from afar.
Even the massive waterfall halted for an instant.
Everyone stopped in that very moment. No thoughts, no actions, as if they were covered with solidified amber. There weren’t able to move or think, time may as well have been frozen.
Boom!
A black Bravery burst out of Palosa’s body like a shapeless smoke. Black smoke congregated behind Palosa, forming a giant silhouette about ten meters tall with a formless lower body.
Garen was able to see, the upper half of that silhouette was definitely Palosa with the same features and the same age.
However, it looks different. The Palosa formed with Bravery held a twisted grin, distinguishing itself from the kind man Palosa had appeared to be.
”This is… Bravery solidified!”
Garen’s mouth dropped and haven’t been able to move it since. Of all the people, only he had been trembling violently, trying to break free of this frozen state.
”This is my White Bird Fist.” Palosa murmured softly.
His finger pressed against the mossy boulder standing two meters tall in front of him.
With that, the alarming pressure disappeared. Everyone had recovered their ability to move.
Cracks appeared on the mossy boulder. There was no explosions, no bursting into powder, nothing superfluous.
However, as soon as cracks formed, it still gave everyone a shock seeing the crack.
Centering on where Palosa touched, cracked flared out all over the mossy boulder, forming a complex network of sort.
Cracks crossed each other and made their way to the other side of the boulder, meeting at one point on the left side of it.
All the cracks converged into a single spot, with a deep hole appearing on that spot on the boulder.
Garen looked at the spot Palosa tapped, there was only a small thumbprint on it.
He went quiet.
”Silent Redirection Punch?”
”Oh, you knew that?” Palosa turned to him, ”I’m already too old, or I could have given it a hundred cracks, instead of ninety-nine.”
He caressed the surface of the boulder.
”This is my White Bird Fist. I need not break people’s defense to be able to redirect the strength, in order to attack the heart of my enemy from all sides.”
”This is the most heinous assassination punch. Before me, all the heir for this technique were natural butchers who had felled people like woodcutters do trees. With every punch they make, another person dies. Even I couldn’t contain my Bravery when I use this fist technique to fight. Do you still want to fight me?”
The solidified Bravery disappeared from Garen’s senses abruptly.
When normal Grandmasters of Combat show their Bravery, it’s gaseous. Stronger ones have their Bravery concentrated to a liquid state, like Duskdune Shura and his current state. This is the first time ever has he seen one with solid state, one so powerful it could almost stop time.
”Confinement Bravery, Bravery is the Spirit of a Grandmaster of Combat, compressed. To be able to achieve the solid state, the strength of your will and Spirit are hard for people to comprehend.” Garen was not able to break out of the solid Bravery, but he as a Grandmaster of Combat cannot be scared away with just a few words.