371 The Buddhist Lion's Roar

371 The Lion's Roar

Li Fan was not in a hurry to make a move. He stood on the ring with his arms folded, watching the excitement first.

The people around were huddled together, inseparable. The two fighters who are good at boxing have been torn together, and they both started to pull their hair and kick their crotch!

These two people should also come from a decent family, what about their bearing and demeanor?

Li Fan shook his head, these people, in order to be the son-in-law of the Golden Eagle Castle, they don't even want face.

In this way, even if he really became a son-in-law, what's the point? Isn't it good for a man to rely on himself step by step!

If Li Fan's thoughts were found out by others, they would probably have to shoot him to death! Ah, he became the son-in-law of the Murong family, and he was able to marry the famous martial arts leader. This is a blessing that can only be cultivated in a few lifetimes, and how many years of struggle will be spared!

Li Fan stood there, watching these people fight together. It's a good place to see the excitement, at least it's a front row seat.

And many people jumped at the little monk, the little monk was calm, looking at the five masters who fell in front of him, just stood there, clasped his hands together, and shouted loudly!

"Amitabha!"

One sound higher than one sound, one wave higher than another wave!

The Buddhist lion roars!

The five young masters were shaken to the side, and some of them were bleeding from their mouths, obviously they had suffered internal injuries!

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. Although the little monk did not look very serious, his inner strength was quite profound.

The little monk's voice is also very loud. He practiced the lion's roar well, so he walked forward, clasped his hands together, and kept 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 expert sneaked up behind Li Fan, and he felt that this guy seemed easy to deal with. There are steel rings wrapped around his wrists. This disciple is practicing iron wire boxing.

But Li Fan just waved his hand, his fist went up and hit the steel ring.

"when!"

The steel ring was directly smashed by Li Fan's fist!

The successor of Iron Wire Fist was taken aback, Li Fan stretched out his other hand, grabbed the guy's wrist, and swung it forward!

The opponent's body was like a sandbag. Li Fan threw him to the ground and passed out.

The little monk had already dealt with a large number of people, and his eyes finally fell on Li Fan.

"This benefactor, I'm sorry, the ring master belongs to the little monk."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and opened his mouth to Li Fan.

"Wait a moment."

Li Fan stretched out his hand and scolded.

"Does the benefactor have anything else to say?"

"Have you brushed your teeth yet?"

"Amitabha!"

With a sound of the Buddha's name, a huge wave of air hit Li Fan's body.

But Li Fan's feet were still standing there as if they had taken root, as if they were not affected.

"Is this all the strength?"

Li Fan folded his arms and asked slowly.

"Little monk, I'm afraid you are not good at learning."

The monk was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the other party was safe and sound after using his 80% power!

"The benefactor has some strength, but the lion's roar skill of the little monk is not for nothing!"

As he spoke, he took another deep breath, his belly bulging slightly.

"Om! Well! What! Nah! Meh! Hum!"

This time it's the six-character mantra, the Buddha's voice six fold waves!

A series of six waves of shocks hit Li Fan's body continuously, causing his clothes to twitch. But Li Fan's feet still stepped on there firmly, standing still, as if a breeze was blowing over the hills!

"Unbelievable..."

The little monk was a little dazed when he saw that even the sixth wave of Buddhism could not move Li Fan.

But he was not in a hurry, but saw the bronze bell next to it to announce the start of the game.

The little monk slapped the bronze bell in pieces, and held it in his arms.

"Fuck, are you learning Kung Fu?"

After watching this movie, Li Fan immediately understood the method the little monk was going to use!

"Amitabha, the little monk has also seen it, and today is a good time to try it!"

The little monk was carrying a big bronze bell, aimed at Li Fan, and let out a huge Buddhist lion roar!

"I! Buddha! Compassionate! Compassionate!"

The sound wave blasted out, and all the stone bricks on the ground of the ring were lifted up and landed on Li Fan's body.

But Li Fan still didn't move. When the stone bricks hit less than one centimeter of his body, they would break into pieces.

The sound waves couldn't break Li Fan's body, and he still stood there with his arms folded, as if the sound waves were not hitting him, but someone else.

"Boom..."

The floor was cracked and the copper bell was smashed to the ground. The little monk obviously had no energy left.

Li Fan stood there safe and sound, as if he was in the 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 is too pissing, even if he... can't do it head-on, right?

"It doesn't seem to work?"

Li Fan smiled, "Although your Buddhist lion's roar is very strong, your power-exerting skills are also good. But your internal strength is not solid enough, and your voice is still a little weak."

As he spoke, his body suddenly bent slightly, his eyes flashed brightly, "Regroup with confidence, the effect should be like this."

Li Fan said, one foot fell forward, and then he roared.

"Roar!"

The tiger roars in the forest!

This loud shout made the entire Golden Eagle Fort tremble! The surrounding woods shook one after another, as if there really was a king of the mountain, a tiger descending the mountain!

Many people present felt a chill all over, and subconsciously shivered.

They felt as if a tiger was staring at them behind them, treating them as prey!

The young monk on the opposite side took two steps back and knelt on the ground, bleeding from his orifices.

This sound made him suffer a lot of internal injuries. And the copper bell beside him has cracks in layers, and the copper bell will shatter when the wind blows.

Li Fan, the fierce tiger roaring in the forest, shocked the audience! Blockbuster!

"Little monk... defeated..."

The little monk sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said nothing more.

He had already conceded defeat, the big clock was gone, so Jiang Minzhe had no choice but to knock on the gong next to him.

"The champion of Group C is Li Fan and Li Shaoxia! People in the world call him the bully!"

It can be said that among these young talents, Li Fan is the only one with a famous name! Even Yan Kai failed to leave a title.

His existence has attracted countless jealous lights. And Li Fan has already shown his skills, which made many people look at him with admiration.

"Inner strength is indeed strong."

Sitting there, Yin Wuchao seemed a little moved, "But as a master, it's useless just to have strong internal strength."

He is not too optimistic about Li Fan. The person he is most optimistic about here is the disciple of Huashan.

This time the champion should be him.