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When Wang Chao rushed to the gym and saw that his opponent was actually a little monk; although he was a little surprised, he was not careless at all. The life and death training in the black market boxing competition made him not look down on any opponent. Through a simple trial, he found that this monk did not have any powerful fighting skills. In just one minute of the game, he came on the monk for more than ten strokes. However, the more he fought, Wang Chaoyue was shocked.

"What a terrible ability to resist strikes!" Looking at the little monk whose face had not changed, Wang Chao couldn't help but think.

At this time, Wang Chao did not dare to hold back. He used Wing Chun's exquisite boxing technique and hit the monk's left chest and thigh with the greatest strength in his body. The expected fracture sound did not sound, which made Wang Chao stunned.

Seeing the little monk grinning, Wang Chaofang felt that this was like a mockery of himself.

"What a joke, how is this possible? The punch and kick I just now can't be resolved by eating and grinning."

In fact, Wang Chao's full-strength attack would even break the ten-centimeter cement floor.

The little monk was unscathed!

How is it possible, how can someone be unscathed!

"Is this monk really a human?" Looking at the monk's fist hitting his head, this was Wang Chao's last thought after fainting.

When the Dynasty fainted, the originally noisy gym suddenly became silent.

"Damn, it's so fucking ruthless. This old guy almost broke our legs." The monk broke the silence of the gym.

Originally, the monk knocked down Wang Chao with one blow, standing there quietly, with a very mastery style. Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth and made a silence, sweeping away the originally silent atmosphere.

"This monk is really interesting." Du Xiaochuan thought to himself.

After swearing, the monk's face turned straight and then he fell silent.

"This time the monk went down the mountain to ask for advice and practice. I don't know that the monk's tricks just now have the eyes of the donor. The little monk went out to practice this time, and I hope the donor will give him some advice."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Du Xiaochuan's ear. The accent was clearly the monk talking. But Du Xiaochuan had been looking at him just now, but he had never seen the monk open his mouth. Du Xiaochuan looked at him in surprise and still saw the monk standing there calmly. Du Xiaochuan looked around again and saw that everyone around him had no reaction.

"Is it possible that only I can hear the monk's words just now?" Du Xiaochuan thought in confusion.

"Send the message into secret." This word instantly appeared in my mind.

"How is this possible? It's not a novel! Did you hear it wrong just now? There was auditory hallucination!" Du Xiaochuan looked at the monk calmly, wondering if he had hallucinations.

"Does the donor's attitude are so disdainful to talk to the monk? Never tell the monk that the donor's cultivation level is so high that he can't even have the superficial skill of transmitting the voice into secrets." Seeing Du Xiaochuan looking at him with a puzzled expression on his face, the monk couldn't help but frown.

This time Du Xiaochuan could confirm that it was indeed not his own illusion just now. Because he saw that the monk's mouth was moving slightly, looking at him with dissatisfaction.

Du Xiaochuan looked at the monk incredibly, with an expression of seeing a ghost. He really didn't expect that in reality, there would be such a magical thing as "transmitting the message into the secret".

This monk really talks to himself with a skill of "transmitting the voice into secrets".

Lincoln is a monk and is a famous family, from Shaolin Temple.

Yes, that's right.

It was the Shaolin Temple where the monk made a lot of money, made a fortune, and the abbot was successfully listed. Lincoln was such a strange monk with a strange name, living in a strange temple. However, he was at the unknown mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and practiced with the Fire Cloud Evil God. The Fire Cloud Evil God was nicknamed to him, and Lincoln used to call him the old man. However, since the old man performed his unique skill of receiving bullets with bare hands in front of him, the old man became the Fire Cloud Evil God.

Since Lincoln was able to withstand the continuous shooting of the Desert Eagle half a year ago, the Fire Cloud Evil God told him: You can go out for training.

Experience! From Lincoln's understanding, isn't it just a fight? So for two consecutive months, he kicked dozens of gyms. But he was disappointed. These people were all vulnerable. As the evil god Huoyun said, since the end of the gods, there was no longer any master in this secular world.

However, today, Lincoln was sure that he had met a real master. The Buddhist celestial eye ability he practiced could tell the difference of that person at a glance. The spiritual light penetrated the body, which was obviously a sign of the innate realm. After entering the innate realm, the practitioner's body could withstand the continuous shooting of the desert eagle without fear of ordinary damage. It is precisely because of this that after Lincoln entered the innate realm, the evil god of Fire Cloud was willing to let him experience it.

However, what made Lincoln angry was that the other party was too arrogant and ignored him. He was even too lazy to talk to himself by using "send to the secret".

In the inner gate of Shaolin Temple, Lincoln was called a genius who was rare in Buddhism for a thousand years. When did he receive such contempt? Besides, he practiced the lineage of the Immortal King, who was called the Buddha's rage, and his temper was extremely irritable. Otherwise, he would not have used the method of kicking a hall to go down the mountain to practice. Seeing that he was despised, he suddenly felt a nameless fire.

However, Lincoln wrongly accused Du Xiaochuan of his knowledge of "transmitting the message into secrets". Until now, he still couldn't figure out why the monk wanted to talk to him, and he used that mysterious way.

"Please give me advice, donor." Lincoln came up angry and punched Du Xiaochuan.

Anyway, when he went down the mountain to practice, he was just looking for someone to fight. It was his purpose to meet a master. After finally meeting a master, Lincoln refused to miss it.

"The reaction speed is very poor." Looking at the other party's at a loss, Lincoln made such a judgment.

His punch was derived from the profound sutras of Buddhism that cannot be without form. Although it seems ordinary, it is Mahayana boxing. If he cannot make a correct judgment before he can beat it, he can only take it head-on.

"Kobayashi, remember. This Tantric Long Fist is most suitable for testing the opponent's strength. If you fight this move, the eighteen ways of avoiding your body in martial arts will be invalid. If you want to confirm your opponent's strength, you can use this move to test the enemy."

The passage that the evil god Huoyun said to him ten years ago came to Lincoln's mind.
Chapter completed!