C371 (1/2)
Buddha Lion's Roar
Li Fan wasn't in a hurry to make a move. He crossed his arms and stood on the stage, watching the show first.
The surrounding people were all fighting in an inseparable manner. The two proficient in fist techniques were already tearing each other apart. They were tugging at their hair and kicking their crotch!
These two should be from a respectable and upright family. Their bearing and demeanor?
Li Fan shook his head. These people, in order to become the son-in-law of the Golden Eagle Castle, didn't even care about their reputation anymore.
What was the point in being a son-in-law? A man takes a step on his own — isn't a footprint pretty good?
If anyone else were to know of Li Fan's thoughts, they would probably smack him to death! He became the son-in-law of the Mu Rong family, and even married the famous Martial Alliance Master. This was a blessing that could only be gained after several lifetimes. How many years of fighting had it been?!
Li Fan stood there, watching these people fight with each other. It would be nice to watch the liveliness in this place, at least in the front row.
Many people rushed toward the little monk. The little monk was very calm and unhurried. He looked at the five experts who were rushing to the ground and stood there with his hands clasped together. Then, he shouted loudly.
”Ah!” Mi! Tuo! ”Buddha!”
One voice was louder than the other. Each wave was louder than the last!
The Lion's Roar of Buddha!
The five young masters were shaken until they fell to the ground. Some of them even had blood flowing out of their mouths. It was clear that they had suffered internal injuries!
As soon as an expert made a move, he immediately knew if it was true or not. Although the little monk did not look serious, his internal energy was quite profound.
The young monk's voice was also quite loud. He had mastered the Lion's Roar, so he just took a step forward and placed his palms together as he roared at the young experts in front of him.
One after another, the young experts were knocked unconscious or blown away by the young monk's lion roar. At the same time, a young expert snuck up behind Li Fan. He felt that this fellow was very easy to deal with. There were rings of steel wrapped around his wrist. This disciple practiced the Iron String Fist.
But Li Fan only waved his hand and his fist met the steel ring head on.
”Clang!”
The steel ring was directly shattered by Li Fan's fist!
The heir to the Iron String Fist was shocked. Li Fan stretched out his other hand and grabbed the comrade's wrist. Then, he flung him forward!
Li Fan's body was like a sandbag as it was thrown onto the ground by Li Fan, causing him to faint.
The young monk had already dealt with a large group of people. His gaze finally fell on Li Fan.
”Sir, I'm sorry, the arena master belongs to me.”
With that, he stepped forward, clasped his hands, and pointed them at Li Fan.
”Wait a moment.”
Li Fan stretched out his hand and berated.
”Does Almsgiver still have anything else to say?”
”Did you brush your teeth?”
”Ah!” Mi! Tuo! ”Buddha!”
With the sound of a Buddhist prayer, a massive wave of air crashed onto Li Fan's body.
However, Li Fan's feet seemed to have grown roots as he stood there steadily, as if he wasn't affected at all.
”Just this bit of strength?”
Li Fan crossed his arms and asked slowly.
”Little monk, I'm afraid you are not skilled enough.”
The monk was stunned for a moment. It was as if he did not expect that after he had used 80% of his power, his opponent would be safe and sound!
”Almsgiver has some ability, but this little one's Lion's Roar Technique was not learned in vain!”
As he spoke, he took another deep breath and his stomach slightly bulged.
”Weng!” Ah! ”Ah!” Oh! Mi! ”Roar!”
This time it was a spell with six words, the Buddhist chant 'Six Paths of the Waves'!