371 Buddhist lion roar
Li Fan was not in a hurry to take action. He stood on the ring with his arms folded, watching the excitement first.
The people around him were in a group, inseparable. The two people who are good at boxing are already fighting each other, and they both started to pull out their hair and kick their crotches!
These two people should also come from well-known families. What about their magnanimity and demeanor
Li Fan shook his head. These people had given up their face just to be the son-in-law of Golden Eagle Castle.
Even if he really becomes a son-in-law, what's the point? Isn’t it good for a man to take steps one by one on his own
If other people knew about Li Fan's idea, they would probably shoot him to death! Ah, he became the son-in-law of the Murong family and could marry a famous martial arts leader. This was a blessing that took several lifetimes to cultivate. How many years of hard work would have been saved!
Li Fan stood there, watching these people fighting together. This place is quite nice to see the excitement, at least you have a front row seat.
Many people pounced on the little monk. The little monk was calm and looked at the five masters in front of him. He just stood there with his hands clasped together and shouted loudly!
"Amitabha!"
One sound is louder than another, and one wave is louder than another!
The Buddhist lion roars!
The five young masters were shaken and staggered, and some of them had blood coming from their mouths. They had obviously suffered internal injuries!
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action. Although the young monk didn't look too serious, his internal energy was quite profound.
The young monk also has a loud voice. He has mastered the lion's roar well, so he just steps forward, clasping his hands together, and keeps roaring at the young masters in front of him!
One after another, the young masters were stunned or blown away by the little monk's lion roar. At the same time, a young master sneaked up behind Li Fan. He felt that this guy seemed easy to deal with. There were steel rings wrapped around his wrists. This disciple practiced iron wire boxing.
But Li Fan just waved his hand and hit the steel ring with his fist.
"when!"
The steel ring was directly shattered by Li Fan's fist!
The successor of Iron Wire Fist was shocked. Li Fan stretched out his other hand, grabbed the brother's wrist, and swung it forward!
The other party's body was like a sandbag. Li Fan threw him to the ground and passed out.
The little monk had already solved a large number of people, and his eyes finally fell on Li Fan.
"This donor, I'm sorry, the challenger belongs to the young monk."
As he spoke, he stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and pointed his mouth at Li Fan.
"Wait a moment."
Li Fan stretched out his hand and scolded.
"Does the donor have anything else to say?"
"Did you brush your teeth?"
"Amitabha!"
With a Buddha's chant, a huge wave of energy hit Li Fan's body.
But Li Fan's feet were still standing there firmly, as if they were taking root, as if they were not affected.
"Is this all you have?"
Li Fan crossed his arms and asked slowly.
"Little monk, I'm afraid you are not good at studying."
The monk was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that after using his eight successful powers, the other party would be safe and sound!
"The donor has some strength, but the young monk's lion's roar skill is not in vain!"
He said, taking another deep breath and his belly swelled slightly.
"Buzz! What! What! Bah! Mi! Hum!"
This time it’s the six-syllable Great Ming Mantra, with the sound of the Buddha’s six-fold wave!
Six consecutive waves of impact continued to hit Li Fan's body, causing his clothes to billow. But Li Fan's feet were still firmly planted there, unmoving, as if the breeze was blowing over the hills!
“Incredible…”
Seeing that even the sixth wave of Buddhism could not move Li Fan, the little monk was a little dazed.
But he was not in a hurry, but saw the bronze bell next to him that was used to announce the start of the game.
The little monk slapped the bell in pieces and held it in his arms.
"Damn it, are you learning kung fu?"
Li Fan watched this movie and immediately understood the method the young monk was going to use!
"Amitabha, I've seen it too, and I'd like to try it today!"
The little monk carried a big bronze bell, pointed it at Li Fan, and let out a huge Buddhist lion roar!
"I! Buddha! Compassion! Compassion!"
The sound wave rushed out, and the stone bricks on the floor of the arena were lifted up, hitting Li Fan's body.
But Li Fan remained motionless. When those stone bricks hit his body less than a centimeter away, they would break into pieces.
The sound waves couldn't wash away Li Fan's body. He still stood there with his arms folded, as if the sound waves were not impacting him, but someone else.
"Dong..."
The floor was cracked and the copper bell was smashed to the ground. The young monk obviously had no physical strength left.
But Li Fan stood there unharmed, as if he was taking a breath of spring breeze. And all the young masters around were blown away by the little monk's move! Even Tang Wei was stunned when he saw this move. This Buddhist lion's roar was too irritating. Even he... couldn't take it head-on, right
"It doesn't seem possible?"
Li Fan smiled and said, "Although your Buddhist lion's roar is very strong and your power-generating skills are good, your internal strength is not strong enough and your voice is a bit weak."
As he spoke, his body suddenly bent slightly, and his eyes flashed, "Reorganize your confidence, and the effect should be like this."
Li Fan said, one foot collapsed forward, and then he roared.
"Roar!"
Tiger roaring in the forest!
This loud shout made the entire Golden Eagle Castle tremble! The surrounding woods were shaking, as if there really was a tiger, the king of the mountain, descending from the mountain!
Many people present felt a chill all over their bodies and trembled subconsciously.
They felt as if a tiger was watching behind them, treating them as prey!
The young monk opposite him took two steps back and knelt on the ground, bleeding from his orifices.
This sound caused him great internal injuries. The bronze bell next to him had already developed layers of cracks. When the wind blew, the bronze bell would break into pieces.
Li Fan, the roaring tiger, shocked the whole audience! A blockbuster!
"Little monk... lost..."
The little monk sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands and said nothing.
He had already given up. The big bell was gone, so Jiang Minzhe had no choice but to knock the gong next to him.
"The champion of Group C is Li Fan and Li Shaoxia! He is known as the Little Bully in the world!"
It can be said that Li Fan is the only one with a reputation among these young talents! Even Yan Kai couldn't leave a title.
His existence aroused countless jealous rays. And Li Fan has already shown his skills, which has impressed many people.
"The internal strength is indeed strong."
Yin Wuchao sat there and seemed a little moved, "But as a master, it is useless just to have strong internal strength."
He is not too optimistic about Li Fan yet. The person he is most optimistic about here is the disciple from Huashan.
This time the champion should be him.