Li Fan wasn't in a hurry to make a move. He crossed his arms and stood on the stage. He wanted to watch the show first.
The surrounding people were in a mess, and it was hard to tell who would win. Two people who were good at fist techniques were already tearing each other apart. They were pulling their hair and kicking their crotches!
These two people should also be from prestigious sects, right? Where is their bearing, their demeanor?
Li Fan shook his head. These people, in order to become the son-in-law of Golden Eagle Castle, they didn't even care about their face.
Even if they really became a son-in-law, what would be the point? Wasn't it good for a man to rely on himself to take one step at a time?
If Li Fan's thoughts were to be known by others, they would probably slap him to death! Damn, he had become the son-in-law of Murong's family and could even marry the famous Alliance Master of the martial arts circle. This was a blessing that could only be accumulated in a few lifetimes. How many years would he have to struggle less!
Li Fan stood there and watched these people fight. This place was quite good to watch the show. At least it was a front row seat.
Many people pounced on the little monk. The little monk didn't panic. He looked at the five experts in front of him. He just stood there, put his palms together and shouted!
"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha! "
Each shout was louder than the one before. Each wave was louder than the one before!
Buddhist Lion's Roar!
The five young experts were shaken to the point of staggering. Some of them had blood flowing out of their mouths. It was obvious that they had suffered internal injuries!
When an expert made a move, it was obvious whether they were real or not. Although the little monk didn't look very serious, his internal energy was quite profound.
The little monk's voice was also quite loud. He had practiced his Lion's Roar well. He took a step forward, put his palms together, and constantly roared at the young experts in front of him!
One after another, the young experts were knocked unconscious by the little monk's Lion's Roar or blown away. At the same time, a young expert sneaked behind Li Fan. He felt that this guy seemed to be easy to deal with. His wrists were wrapped in rings of steel. This disciple practiced the Iron Wire Fist.
But Li Fan just waved his hand and punched the steel ring.
"Dang!"
The steel ring was directly shattered by Li Fan's fist!
The successor of the Iron Thread Fist was shocked. Li Fan stretched out his other hand, grabbed the man's wrist, and flung him forward!
The other party's body was like a sandbag. He was thrown to the ground by Li Fan and passed out.
The small monk had already dealt with a large number of people. His gaze finally fell on Li Fan.
"Benefactor, I'm sorry, but the arena master is this humble monk."
As he spoke, he stepped forward, put his palms together, and opened his mouth at Li Fan.
"Wait a moment."
Li Fan stretched out his hand and berated.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
"Have you brushed your teeth?"
"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha! "
With a Buddhist chant, a huge blast of air hit Li Fan's body.
However, Li Fan's feet seemed to be rooted to the ground as he stood there steadily, as if he was not affected at all.
"Is that all you have?"
Li Fan crossed his arms and asked unhurriedly.
"Little monk, I'm afraid your skills are not good enough."
The monk was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect that the other party would be unscathed after using 80% of his strength!
"Benefactor, you have some strength, but this humble monk's Lion Roar Technique is not for nothing!"
As he spoke, he took another deep breath, and his belly bulged slightly.
"Buzz! Ma! Ni! Pa! Mi! Hum! "
This time, it was the Six Words of Great Brightness Mantra, Buddhist Voice Six Layered Waves!
Six waves of impact continuously hit Li Fan's body, causing his clothes to flutter. However, Li Fan's feet were still firmly planted on the ground. He did not move, as if a cool breeze was blowing a mountain!
"Unbelievable …"
Seeing that his Buddhist Voice Six Layered Waves could not move Li Fan, the small monk was a little stunned.
However, he was not in a hurry. Instead, he looked at the bronze bell that was used to announce the start of the match.
The small monk broke the bronze bell with a slap and held it in his arms.
"Holy shit, are you learning kung fu?"
Li Fan had seen this movie before, so he immediately understood the method the small monk was using!
"Amitabha, this humble monk has also seen it before. It's a good chance to try it out today!"
The small monk carried a large bronze bell and aimed it at Li Fan. He let out a huge Buddhist Lion Roar!
"I! Buddha! Mercy! Sorrow! "
The sound waves surged out, causing the stone tiles on the arena floor to be lifted up and hit Li Fan's body.
However, Li Fan remained motionless. When the stone tiles hit his body less than a centimeter away, they would shatter into pieces.
The sound waves could not break Li Fan's body. He still stood there with his arms crossed, as if the sound waves were not attacking him, but someone else.
"Dong …"
The floor cracked and the bronze bell was smashed to the ground. The small monk clearly did not have much strength left.
However, Li Fan stood there unscathed, as if he was bathing in the spring breeze. All the surrounding young experts were sent flying by the small monk's move! Even Tang Wei was stunned when he saw this move. This Buddhist Lion Roar is too powerful. Even if it's me … I can't take it head on, right?
"It doesn't seem to work."
Li Fan smiled, "Although your Buddhist Lion Roar is very powerful, and the strength exertion technique is not bad. However, your internal energy is not solid enough, and your voice is still weak. "
As he spoke, his body suddenly bent slightly, and his eyes flashed, "If you have more confidence, the effect should be like this."
As Li Fan spoke, he stepped forward with one foot and roared.
"Roar!"
Fierce Tiger Roar!
This loud roar caused the entire Golden Eagle Castle to tremble! The surrounding forest also shook, as if there was a king of the mountain, a fierce tiger descending the mountain!
Many people present felt a chill run down their spines and subconsciously began to tremble.
They felt like a fierce tiger was staring at them from behind, treating them as prey!
As for the small monk, he took two steps back and knelt on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices.
This roar caused him to suffer a lot of internal injuries. The bronze bell beside him already had layers of cracks. When the wind blew, the bronze bell would shatter.
Li Fan's Fierce Tiger Roar shocked everyone present! A brilliant feat!
"This little monk … .lost …."
The small monk sat cross-legged on the ground, put his palms together, and no longer said a word.
He had already admitted defeat. Without the big bell, Jiang Minzhe could only hit the gong at the side.
"The champion of Group C is Li Fan, Young Hero Li! People call him Little Overlord! "
It can be said that Li Fan was the only one among the young talents who had a title! Even Yan Kai didn't have a title.
His existence attracted countless rays of jealousy. And Li Fan had already shown his strength, making many people look at him in a new light.
"His internal energy is indeed strong."
Yin Wuchao sat there, seemingly moved, "But as an expert, just having a strong internal energy is useless."
He was not too optimistic about Li Fan. The person he was most optimistic about was that Huashan disciple.
This time, the champion should be him.
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