1082 Mad Increase 1 (1/2)
”A pipe?” Something odd flashed past the depths of the Second Elder's eyes. ”My lungs haven't been feeling all that good recently, so I don't really want to smoke, that's why I put it away. Why, do you have a problem with that? Are you trying to dictate whether I smoke or not as well?!”
”Naturally, that is not my intention, Master.” Garen's narrowed eyes grew sharper.
”If that is not your intention then hurry up and scram!” The Second Elder instantly lost his temper.
”Your lungs aren't feeling well?” Garen laughed coldly. ”I've been getting much stronger lately, maybe I can help you check, dear Master. Let me see just what's wrong with your lungs…”
Before he finally finished speaking, Garen reached out his hand like a claw, grabbing at the Second Elder. With a tearing sound, a void-like vacuum was ripped out of the air, it was a terrifying vacuum left behind by immense speed. Before the air around it could even fill in the void, Garen's claw had already reached the Second Elder's chest.
The dazzling white Non-Falling light covered Gardens palm, dying his whole hand jade-white. From afar, it did not even look like a human hand.
The claw was just about to grab the Second Elder's chest.
”How dare you!!”
A layer of black light abruptly exploded beside Garen, turning into a black whirlpool. Several black bugs the size of fists shot out of the whirlpool, rearing their jaws at Garen's head.
The Second Elder also looked extremely shocked, the Non-Falling light all around his body exploding mercilessly, but even then he just delayed the progress of Garen's arm, reaching forward quickly.
”One Time Fist Pressure.”
Garen's right arm abruptly doubled in strength, and crashed towards the Second Elder's chest with an even more intense and heavier pressure.
The intense fist pressure from the surroundings instantly caused his black bugs to exploded in mid-air, reduced to several mounds of foul-smelling pus.
An unstoppable, terrifying pressure pressed down on the Second Elder tightly, and right now, he was completely unable to fight back. He could only watch, wide-eyed, as the hand
approached him.
”You dare kill your master!!!?”
He howled madly.
Booom!!!
Garen's palm disappeared, and the terrifying traits of the Ten Thousand True Technique meant that he could instantly transfer that immense power somewhere else, crashing it into the chest of a person in black who had just appeared.
Thick blood sprayed out from under the black-robed man's hood, and he screamed, flying backward into the wall. Large cracks spread across the wall, and the layers of Non-Falling power fell off his body like layers of an onion, disappearing and shattering layer by layer.
”I… won't yield…!!” His body instantly turned into a flash of black light that darted away.
”Cowardly sneak, you dare escape!” Garen harrumphed coldly, and took one step forward.
”Two Times Fist Pressure.”
Boom!!!
A terrifying pressure suppressed the black light, and the black light crashed onto the floor like a mound of lead, sending out a large spray of black shards.
The air began to coagulate slightly, like a thick liquid, and even the wind could not flow.The falling of the black light, the expression on the Second Elder's face, the shards of the wall, everything seemed to move in slow motion.
Every movement would consume a great cost. This was the terrifying power of Garen's destructive abilities, the 88-times fist pressure seemed to increase completely according to the
capabilities of the user's own physical body. As long as the user's body could withstand it, the number could keep on rising indefinitely.
Right now, Garen's Strength was at 40 points, and by doubling the power of his Destructive Impact Fist, it could reach 80 points in Strength. Even a powerhouse at the same level as him,
at the peak of the Non-Falling Level, would not be able to fight back against such a terrifying pressure. They would be suppressed like infants. Faced with Garen's fists, their Non-Falling power was no different from eggshells.
To put eighty Strength points into perspective, back then Garen had dominated the Totem World with less than twenty Strength points. All the giant beasts or terrifying monsters several dozen meters tall could not do anything when faced with his fist. And a giant beast that was several dozen meters tall could destroy a skyscraper in one hit.
And now he had eighty points of Strength, four times what he had back then. If he split up the power and used it separately, he could destroy more than ten skyscrapers in one hit, and could instantly demolish some smaller cities.
This was all just the terrifying power of Garen's One Time Fist Pressure. Such power was concentrated fully in this space that was less than a hundred acres large.
”Sunshine!”
The black light on the ground made its last desperate struggle, exploding out with a terrifying golden light and heat. This was evidently his Origin secret skill.
”Three Times.” Garen took one step forward, and the terrifying power just grew more intense. Faced with the overwhelming power of 120 Strength points, the black light's explosion was instantly extinguished like a flame being put out.