Chapter 7 Old man, you lied to me again ()

Du Xiaochuan was attacked for no reason and was very upset. He cursed the crazy monk in his heart, why did he hit him for no reason? Although he wanted to avoid this punch, he couldn't do it. Because he felt that no matter how he avoided, this punch would be imprinted on him. The monk's fist became bigger and bigger in Du Xiaochuan's eyes. Just as the fist was about to be imprinted on Du Xiaochuan's body, the golden seeds in the dantian suddenly jumped a little faster. Unconsciously, Du Xiaochuan's body measured a wonderful angle and narrowly avoided the monk's punch. However, the swelling of fist made Du Xiaochuan's face hurt. The onlookers felt like they were unsteady in the strong wind.

"Okay, you, the evil god of Fire Cloud, actually lied to your Young Master Lin. Nothing can be avoided by the opponent. Didn't this be avoided at once?" When Lincoln complained to his master, he couldn't help but increase his vigilance towards Du Xiaochuan.

Xu Yun stood next to Du Xiaochuan, but was scared and sweating. She was first surprised at the monk's sudden attack on Du Xiaochuan, but later she was angry. The punch just now was at least several times stronger than the punch that broke the leg bones of Coach Wang. If this punch hit an ordinary man, it would definitely be bombarded more than ten meters. The bones and internal organs would be smashed to pieces.

"What is this monk doing? Could it be that this crazy monk wants to kill someone!" Thinking of this, she immediately stood up and stopped the monk's nonsense.

In Xu Yun's opinion, the thin Du Xiaochuan could not withstand the monk's punch.

Lincoln was not disappointed when he saw Du Xiaochuan avoiding this punch, but was happy. He went down the mountain for half a year and finally found a real opponent. How could he be unhappy? Although Xu Yun repeatedly dissuaded, it was ineffective. The onlookers only saw Du Xiaochuan running around and fleeing everywhere, in a mess.

At this time, Wang Chao also woke up.

When Wang Chao woke up, he saw that the terrifying monk who was not like a human, chasing a thin student-like young man like a hooligan, and he couldn't help but feel absurd. But soon, his face was full of doubt and finally showed a surprised expression.

"It turns out that this monk didn't fight me seriously at all. But, this young man, why, what..."

Wang Chaoyue was more surprised when he saw it. Among so many people at the scene, I am afraid that only he, who had fought the black market boxing for two years, knew how terrible the two of them seemed to be chasing and fighting casually.

"I actually hide that terrible power and speed so well." Wang Chao, who is proud of his nature, had to admire him in front of this level.

Wang Chao, who has practiced his kung fu to transform his strength, can already see the flow of other people's strength. Through the subtle changes in strength, Wang Chao knows what kind of strength and speed this seemingly ordinary chase and attack is. For example, the thin student was chased by the monk and fell to the point of falling and then got up instantly. Wang Chao, who was sharp-eyed, saw that when the student fell down suddenly, he used one index finger to completely resolve the impact of the fall. Even Wang Chao, if he did not use skills to remove the strength, it would only lead to a comminuted fracture of the index finger. However, the young man did not remove the strength and directly endured the impact in this rough way.

What kind of physical strength does this require?

Even if he rashly intervenes between the two, his muscles and bones will break in an instant.

"However, these two people clearly have such a terrible power, why should they hide it? The monk's fists and feet clearly merged with extremely exquisite moves." Wang Chao looked at the funny fight between the two in confusion.

Funny, indeed funny.

In the eyes of laymen, the two of them are simply punching the turtle. You punch and I kick, there is no structure at all, and it is no different from the fight between gangsters.

"Little Linzi, you cannot show the power of a practitioner in front of ordinary people. You must remember this." When you were about to go down the mountain, the evil god of Fire Cloud said to Lincoln.

Lincoln kept the advice of the evil god Huoyun in mind. This is why he integrated the exquisite moves into the turtle punch. Only Lincoln, who can practice boxing to the level of returning to nature, can integrate the moves into every move. However, what made Lincoln depressed was that his opponent, no matter how exquisite his moves were, could he not hit the opponent at all. Unlike his own moves, Lincoln swears that the opponent never used any greetings. The opponent was hitting the real turtle punch. For Lincoln, who was proficient in martial arts, you can tell at this glance.

At this time, Du Xiaochuan naturally didn't know what Lincoln was thinking. In fact, he fell into a wonderful state. Since avoiding Lincoln's Tantric Long Fist, Du Xiaochuan's movements were combined with the beating of golden seeds. Du Xiaochuan, who had never learned any martial arts moves, could not resist even the movements of internal boxers like Wang Chao, let alone the Mahayana martial arts of practitioners like Lincoln. Although Du Xiaochuan still felt that Lincoln's moves were exquisite and could not avoid them. But strangely, with every beat of the golden seeds in his body, Du Xiaochuan could always make some subtle movements naturally and avoid Lincoln's attacks. Just like a seed, operating Du Xiaochuan's body. However, it is also undeniable that although he could avoid Lincoln's attacks every time, Du Xiaochuan's movements were extremely ugly, and were completely different from the competition between martial arts masters.

One deliberately hides his weakness, and the other involuntarily. So it becomes the situation where the two people hide their shocking power in the seemingly ordinary pursuit.

"This move is done again." Lincoln couldn't help but think of angrily when he saw Du Xiaochuan fall to the ground and avoid his attack.

Since Du Xiaochuan easily avoided a punch that he thought he would win, Lincoln put him on the same level. What happened next made Lincoln crazy. This guy was slippery like a loach and couldn't touch the corner of his clothes at all.

"I'm so angry that I'm obviously teasing me." Lincoln felt even more alert when he saw Du Xiaochuan lying on the wooden floor.

In Lincoln's eyes, Du Xiaochuan did not use any moves, and obviously looked down on him. Just like when he fought against Wang Chaoshi, it was a truth that he did not use any moves.

This made Lincoln angry with a bad temper.

Lincoln didn't know where Du Xiaochuan was teasing him. He could avoid the monk's attack every time, but he was relying on the sixth sense brought by the seeds. However, after being chased for such a long time, Du Xiaochuan was also full of anger. Seeing that he fell, the monk did not chase him, but looked here with vigilance.

"The opportunity is here!" Seeing that the monk had time, Du Xiaochuan was delighted.

"Crazy monk, I have to let you take my punch." Du Xiaochuan used all his strength and rushed towards the monk.

"The opportunity is here, let's see how you hide this time." Lincoln was also happy when he saw Du Xiaochuan take the initiative to fight back for the first time.

Thinking that he had finally seized the opportunity, Lincoln was lucky to have the method of immortal Vajra Body.

Lincoln is indeed quite confident about his immortal Vajra body. Although it is only the third level, it can mount a small rocket launcher attack.

"Hey." A faint golden light broke into pieces around the monk...

"Little Linzi, this Immortal Vajra Body is the first magical skill of my Buddhism. With your third level of cultivation, unless the other party's spiritual power is twice as high as you, it will not hurt you at all." When Lincoln practiced the golden bell cover to the third level, the evil god of Fire Cloud said to Lincoln.

Is spiritual power twice as high as mine? What a joke!

"Old man, you play with me again! Didn't you say I'm a genius that's rare in a thousand years? Then why are some people at this age and their spiritual cultivation are twice as high as mine? If I'm a genius, then what is this guy?" Lincoln murmured the old man in his heart, and a faint golden light wrapped around his hit arm.
Chapter completed!