The lion's roar skill is also called "lion's roar".
It is a legendary kung fu in the martial arts world. It is said that those who successfully practice it can hurt others with their voices.
To explain it in modern scientific terms is that the throat muscles are extremely developed, and through special methods can produce sounds that ordinary people cannot bear, and even form powerful sound waves!
However, this is just a legend in the martial arts world because no one has ever seen it.
Moreover, even some martial arts masters, and even martial arts masters, assert that the human throat cannot reach the strength to produce hurtful sound waves. The lion's roar skill can only be a legend...
However, in today's martial arts competition audition, someone actually performed it!
boom!!!
The whole arena was in a state of excitement.
After all, this is a martial arts conference, and everyone present is in the martial arts circle. The name of "Lion's Roar Kung Fu" is so popular. It is a legendary stunt!
Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, how can I not be excited?
The host was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly: "Oh my God, my God! The legendary lion's roar skill has actually appeared in this world. We have witnessed the legend. I thought that the stomping master was already powerful enough, but I didn't expect that there was another practitioner.
It’s the lion’s roar skill.”
"This Southwest Martial Arts Conference is destined to go down in history! This is an exciting conference. Let's take a look... The identity of this young contestant... Well, he is not wearing martial arts uniforms. That is
He is a folk martial arts enthusiast and a folk master! It is rare to find him."
"His name is Lin Wushuang, let's cheer for him."
The atmosphere in the entire stadium, driven by the host, became lively.
Fu Yang smiled and looked at this young man named Lin Wushuang with interest.
At this time, Master Xiong's fat cat's spiritual consciousness came over: "Hey hey hey... Fu boy, look, you've been tricked by others. You're not in the limelight enough, aren't you very unhappy?"
?How about I help you play with this Lin Wushuang?"
Well……
Fu Yang was speechless.
"Pull it down! Do you think I'm as petty as you? What's more, I really don't care about being in the limelight. After all, I'm very low-key and don't like to show off. It's like an Olympic champion coming to a primary school student's sports meeting and not feeling anything at all.
. Even if a primary school student is praised to the sky, he is only a little more powerful compared to the Olympic champion... Primary school student. I am the Olympic champion. Everyone here can be considered a primary school student athlete."
Damn! He said he didn’t like to show off!
Just these words gave me a strong air of pretentiousness.
Master Xiong wanted to slander him a few more words, but Fu Yang was too lazy to pay attention to Master Xiong, the fat cat, and started chatting with Wei Ke through the voice transmission of his spiritual consciousness.
He was a little doubtful whether this young man was a cultivator? But there was no mana fluctuation in the other person.
Finally, it was Wei Ke who told him the secret...
"Fool, use your spiritual sense to carefully look at his throat."
After Fu Yang followed the instructions, he suddenly realized!
Because Lin Wushuang's throat muscles were completely different from ordinary people. They were extremely strong and shone with a faint golden light - ordinary people would never reach this level.
Fu Yang frowned: "Huh? It's a bit like a Buddhist magical power? But there is no mana fluctuation, which is strange."
Wei Ke explained with a smile.
"Fool, didn't you think of this? This little guy obviously ate some kind of rare treasure by chance. As far as I know, the lion's roar is originally a Buddhist magical power - the lion king's demon-destroying roar.
A minimalist version spread among the people. Just like the entire Chinese martial arts itself is a simplified version of certain kung fu from the Dan Dao lineage. The source of martial arts is originally a low-end simplified version of magic body training."
"So, I speculate that this little guy must have eaten a rare and exotic herb that can strengthen the muscles in the throat. So he has partially reached the point where he can practice the body-building method in the supernatural world. In this case, practice again
Some of the skills in martial arts are of course simple."
I see!
Fu Yang understood.
This little guy named Lin Wushuang is really lucky... Of course, it's not a big deal when compared with practitioners. After all, things like the lion's roar skill are just the strength of the throat muscles. No matter how advanced the realm is,
Some practitioners can do it easily as long as their bodies are not particularly weak.
However, what is regarded as a "legend" in the martial arts world is as simple as drinking water and eating in the eyes of practitioners in the supernatural world!
This is also why some evil cultivators always think of themselves as superior gods and regard ordinary people as ant-like mortals - because the difference in strength is too big!
If it weren't for the development of science and technology, the emergence of various heavy thermal weapons with unimaginable power and even super-conventional weapons would have completely shattered the pride of many cultivators. I'm afraid...
With cheers from almost everyone present, Lin Wushuang slowly walked off the ring.
In the No. 3 arena where he is, he is the only finalist! Which is quite strange.
As if he had an intuition, Lin Wushuang turned his head and saw Fu Yang standing under the ring with his arms folded and chewing gum. Seeing him looking at him, Fu Yang smiled and nodded: "Little guy, you are pretty good."
Um?!
Lin Wushuang's expression was stern, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes - this person dared to call him little guy after seeing him perform the "Lion's Roar Technique" just now?
However, he had a cold and arrogant temperament, so he was too lazy to pay attention to Fu Yang. He glared at him, turned around and left.
Fu Yang didn't feel dissatisfied and curled his lips: "Haha, that's interesting. If I'm in a good mood later, maybe I can give him some pointers. Or maybe see if he has any talent for cultivation."
By this time, the auditions for the martial arts conference were coming to an end. Arena No. 4 where Aaron was sitting, and Arena No. 7 where Ye Qiang, the "blood wolf" of the Wolf King Martial Arts Hall, also came to an end. They all came to an end one after another.
Of course, each of them was successfully shortlisted...
Ye Qiang's expression was indifferent, and he returned to the audience like a lone wolf on the grassland. He looked around, but did not find his master.
He casually grabbed a fellow disciple and said in a deep voice: "Where is Master?"
It was only then that the people at the Wolf King Martial Arts Hall discovered that their gym leader (master) Ye Lang was missing.
"Where's the master? The senior brother was shortlisted just now by crushing the contestants in the same arena. Didn't he come to see it?"
"Yes! Master, he usually likes senior brother the most, so he shouldn't miss it. Where did he go?"
"I think I went to the toilet, but it took too long..."
They were all talking about it.
Ye Qiang felt an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and waved his hand: "Let's go! Go and take a look at the back."
So, this "blood wolf" led a group of fellow disciples and hurriedly walked out of the auditorium and went to the men's room at the back. Before he got there, he saw several cleaners gathered around the door, pointing and talking.