Shaolin Temple Competition Arena
Lin Jiuzong stood there, tall and straight.
Although he is only a young man, he gives off a master-like demeanor.
As he practices the Tiangang Demon Subduing Fist, when he stands still, his figure naturally shows an unforgettable form.
This is the change in his body while practicing boxing, which makes him more adaptable to Tiangang Demon Subduing Fist.
At this time, many monks had gathered around.
Most of these monks were young warrior monks. They surrounded a competition platform where Lin Jiuzong was sitting and looked at Lin Jiuzong standing there.
He looks like just a very ordinary boy, but he gives people a feeling that cannot be underestimated.
Opposite Lin Jiuzong, a young monk stood still with his palms spread out. He looked childish, but in fact he was extremely strong and powerful.
"Amitabha, donor Lin, and poor monk Huizhen, please accept the offer!"
I saw that the young monk raised his hands, and then his whole body shot out like a cannonball, heading straight towards Lin Jiuzong.
His raised hands stretched out at this moment, shooting one after another with the movement of his body.
"Powerful Vajra Palm!"
He is extremely powerful, weighing about a thousand kilograms, and is clearly a master at the early stage of the Bone Realm.
The palm print struck across the air, like a cannonball, with an extremely powerful force that could crack open monuments and crack rocks.
The monks in the audience immediately exclaimed:
"It's the Powerful Vajra Palm!"
"The decisive martial arts of our Shaolin Temple!"
"Junior Brother Huizhen deserves to have the best qualifications, but he has mastered this top-notch palm technique in just three years. I'm afraid the little benefactor is in danger!"
While the monks were talking, young monk Huizhen had already rushed in front of Lin Jiuzong, and a pair of iron palms suddenly fell.
call out!
However, the next second, Lin Jiuzong's body flashed, he quickly took a step forward, then raised his hand and punched.
The fist mark was straight and printed directly on the iron palm of Monk Huizhen.
boom!
The next moment, everyone only heard a muffled bang, and then they were shocked to see Monk Huizhen flying backwards.
While in mid-air, Monk Huizhen's arm made a crisp sound.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Monk Huizhen let out a scream, and his whole body twitched uncontrollably as he fell.
At this moment, he only felt a wave of heartbreaking pain coming from the palm of his right arm.
Plop!
The next second, Monk Huizhen fell to the ground and smashed the stone slabs.
"ah!!"
After falling to the ground, Monk Huizhen screamed in pain. He raised his right hand and found that his right palm had been twisted into a terrifying shape.
"Broken bones!!"
Monk Huizhen murmured in shock, and then groaned in pain as a stinging pain surged from his palm.
"Holy shit, how is this possible?!"
"He can't even take a single blow from the opponent. Could it be that he is in the middle stage of Bone Realm?!"
"No, the strength and cultivation shown by the other party is indeed in the early stage of the Bone Realm, and it is still the kind that has just entered the Bone Realm!"
All the monks were immediately shocked beyond measure.
Some of them even suspected that they were dazzled, rubbed their eyes vigorously, and then couldn't believe it.
At first, they thought that Lin Jiuzong would be injured by Monk Huizhen and would be crushed and defeated by Monk Huizhen.
But the ending was something no one expected!
Monk Huizhen stood up with a slight trembling. He looked at Lin Jiuzong on the stage who had already withdrawn his fists and stood still in shock.
He could feel that the opponent's strength and physique were only at the early stage of the Bone Realm, and they were at the same level as him.
Moreover, he still practices the powerful Vajra Palm, which focuses on strength and fierceness. In terms of the strength of his skills, he is confident that he will not lose to any opponent of the same level.
But the moment the opponent punched him, he seemed to see a war hammer forged from gold and iron coming towards him, filled with extremely terrifying and fierce divine power.
The powerful Vajra Palm that he was so proud of was completely vulnerable to the opponent's fist seal and was easily defeated by the opponent.
"Little Master Huizhen, you lose!"
Lin Jiuzong clenched his fists, then looked at Monk Huigang, who was covered in dust and fell down in the audience, and said:
"It's your turn, little master Huigang!"
Faced with Lin Jiuzong's words, Monk Huigang walked up from the stage without saying a word.
He clasped his hands together and looked at Lin Jiuzong with pure eyes.
This monk Huigang looked to be in his teens, and Lin Jiuzong guessed that he was no more than twelve years old.
Lin Jiuzong also felt a wave of energy at the bone level from the other party's body.
The other party is only about ten years old, but he is already in the bone realm. Although his talent and qualifications may not be as good as his, he is already one of the best in the world.
"Donor Lin!"
Monk Huigang bowed, and then the energy and blood all over his body suddenly burst into heat, covering his whole body.
For a moment, the feeling he gave Lin Jiuzong was completely different from just now.
It was as if Huigang just now was an ordinary bone-level monk, but now, the other party wanted to build an iron man, and there was a "bang bang" sound of gold and iron as he walked.
"Golden bell, or iron shirt..." Lin Jiuzong muttered with his eyes focused.
Then, he stepped forward, and his whole person instantly turned into an afterimage.
Lin Jiuzong's body was very fast, with a gray-white afterimage, and in just one or two breaths, he had already arrived in front of Monk Huigang.
"Look at the punch!"
The next second, Lin Jiuzong let out a low drink, and the breath in his body suddenly stirred. As the blood circulated, it merged with the energy and condensed into the fist seal.
What he used was the Tiangang Demon-Subduing Fist, and it was the Tiangang Demon-Subduing Fist that was fused with the energy in his body.
In an instant, the fist marks were blasted out like cannonballs, with an aura that surpassed all others, and was simply extremely powerful.
He had punched Monk Huizhen like this before, breaking Monk Huigang's powerful Vajra Palm with one punch.
This is the power of special physique!
They are both extremely skilled in martial arts, but their special physiques allow them to crush each other directly.
At this moment, Lin Jiuzong continued to punch out, and his fist seal was printed directly towards Monk Huigang with tyrannical force.
However, facing Lin Jiuzong's punch at this time, Monk Huigang's expression became condensed.
For some reason, he felt an extremely terrifying aura coming towards him, which made his heart tremble and a sense of fear surged out of him.
It was as if what the opponent was attacking was not a fist seal, but a sledgehammer made of gold and iron, attacking with indomitable momentum.
"hateful!"
Monk Huigang gritted his teeth fiercely and threw away the fear in his heart.
He gathered all his strength and punched Lin Jiuzong's fist mark.
boom!
The next second, a sound like a metal collision sounded between the two fist marks of the two colliding together.
Then, a crisp "click" sound came from Monk Huigang's fist seal.
"snort!"
In an instant, Monk Huigang groaned, staggered back a dozen steps, and finally fell on his butt under the competition platform.
puff!
Suddenly, Monk Huigang spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole breath became weak.
"What's going on with this power? It can be so tyrannical!"
Monk Huigang covered his right fist and felt a faint pain in his body. He couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"My magical power of indestructibility has been broken..."
This chapter has been completed!