"Donor Lin, I am using the Dragon Claw Hand, one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. It is so powerful that it can break bricks like mud. You must be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Wen rushed towards Lin Yifan like a falcon, his hands like sharp claws grabbing at Lin Yifan's face.
In a flash, Lin Yifan quickly ducked sideways.
I thought I had dodged the claw, but Kong Wen suddenly changed his move and clasped his fingers on his shoulder like steel.
"Master, good claw skills!"
Lin Yifan shouted loudly, and activated the body protection function of the Nine Yang Divine Art, and bounced it away.
Kong Wen, on the other hand, was unyielding, with a pair of sharp claws that could break gold and jade, always grabbing at Lin Yifan's joints and vitals.
One ring after another, as if it never stops.
Seeing this, Lin Yifan's mind sank slightly, and his hands showed a wave of water-like strength, entangled with Kong Wen's hands.
This makes him unable to catch the accurate target every time he makes a move.
This hand's ability to overcome hardness with softness made Kong Wen extremely uncomfortable, like a fish bone stuck in his throat.
"Wudang Mianzhang? Senior Brother, how can he know our Wudang Kung Fu?!"
As soon as he saw Lin Yifan's move, Yin Liting beside him was shocked.
Hearing his words, Song Yuanqiao shook his head: "Junior brother, you are wrong! This is not my Wudang Mianzhang, but Emei Mianzhang!"
"Emei Mianzhang?"
Yin Liting was stunned when he heard this.
She knew this skill, it was an ordinary palm technique of the Emei sect, similar in appearance but different in spirit to Wudang Mianzhang.
The two appear to be the same, but in reality they are very different.
"Being able to use an ordinary Emei Mianzhang so exquisitely that Master Kong Wen's dragon claw hand can't even move forward. Lin Yifan's martial arts skills are truly awe-inspiring!"
I don't know how many times today, Song Yuanqiao praised him repeatedly.
When he saw how outstanding Lin Yifan was, and then thought about his unsatisfactory son, he couldn't help but sigh.
It can only be said that people are incomparable.
Compared with Lin Yifan's amazing talent and beauty, Song Qingshu is really disappointing.
Even though his martial arts skills were mediocre, he was obsessed with a woman and lost his mind.
It’s really unsettling!
After a few more minutes, Lin Yifan and Kong Wen had exchanged hundreds of moves, but they still couldn't tell the winner.
"Donor Lin, if we continue like this, we won't be able to tell the winner!"
Kong Wen said so.
"Okay, let's fight faster."
As he spoke, Lin Yifan's originally gentle palm posture changed. He squeezed his claws with both hands and grabbed them fiercely. There was a sound of breaking through the air where the claws passed.
"Dragon Claw Hand!"
Seeing this scene, Kong Wen was so frightened that his scalp was numb.
Catching the wind, catching the shadow, embracing the disabled, guarding the shortcomings...
Under the horrified gazes of countless people, Lin Yifan actually returned the move that Master Kong Wen had just performed on him.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to overcome strength with softness like Lin Yifan, so he can only use his dragon claw hand to confront the tough one head-on.
For a moment, Kong Wen didn't have time to think about anything. He heard him roar, and his inner strength was running at full strength. He fired his ten fingers and grabbed the opponent with two claws.
Bang bang bang! ! !
Several thunderous collisions sounded on the stage.
The speed of the two of them was so fast that their hands turned into an afterimage, making it difficult for even the best experts in the world to see clearly.
In a few seconds, the two of them had exchanged more than a dozen moves.
But the more I heard about it, the more frightened I became.
I think he has been training hard in Dragon Claw Hands for thirty years, and he can be said to be the most advanced person in Shaolin who practices Dragon Claw Hands.
But Lin Yifan's dragon claw hand was superior to him in terms of strength and angle.
It’s like he has been practicing for decades and is perfect!
How on earth did he do it?
At this moment, Lin Yifan grabbed his back and lifted him up with one hand!
There was an exclamation at the scene.
"Haha, Master Kongwen, I accept it!"
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Lin Yifan twisted his waist and threw Kongwen towards the Shaolin Sect's stands with force.
"Abbott! I'll pick you up!"
Seeing that Kongwen was about to fall heavily to the ground, Yuanyin shouted, slumping her shoulders and elbows, and finally caught him.
However, the powerful force still made him couldn't help but take a dozen steps back.
The rest of the Shaolin monks saw this and hurriedly came over to help, thus blocking the force.
"Donor Lin, when did you secretly learn my Shaolin dragon claw technique?"
After being caught by the monks and landing, Kong Wen asked in surprise.
Hearing the accusatory tone in the words, Lin Yifan curled his lips, seemingly disdainfully: "Master Kongwen, does it still matter now that the so-called stealing is not true?"
"you……"
Hearing this, Yuanyin was furious and wanted to come forward to argue, but Kong Wen quickly stopped him: "What Donor Lin said is that I have been practicing Dragon Claw Hands for more than 30 years, but I can't even compare to Donor Lin's Weak Crown Skill. It's really shameful.
The Dragon Claw Hand can be so powerful in Donor Lin's hand, which does not diminish my Shaolin reputation. "
"Master Kongwen is still open-minded, and I admire him from this junior level!"
Lin Yifan smiled, not surprised by Kong Wen's reaction.
Let's not talk about whether he really stole the skills or not. Lin Yifan was able to use the dragon claw hand skills to a level even more powerful than him at such a young age. He didn't have the shame to ask any questions.
“Donor Lin’s martial arts skills are outstanding, and I, Shaolin, am convinced!”
There was a roar, and when Zai Kongwen said those words, the whole place was boiling.
No one thought before that Lin Yifan actually defeated the five major sects!
Young hero!
Young hero!
All the martial arts people in the stadium were exclaimed, and the people in the stands were not quiet either.
Almost all the other sects were silent. They all looked at each other, either speechless, embarrassed or amazed.
Only in the stands of the Emei Sect, the disciples celebrated with joy and vented their excitement.
Even Miejie, who had always been stern and unsmiling, was glowing red at the moment, with an unstoppable smile in his eyes.
It is foreseeable that as things unfold today, the name Lin Yifan will gradually spread throughout the country.
His reputation as the number one martial artist will become more and more famous.
At the same time, the Emei Sect will reach the top and become the largest martial arts sect in the Central Plains!
There will be a period of rapid development!
As long as Lin Yifan's martial arts myth remains intact, the Emei Sect will always be at the top of the Central Plains martial arts world.
This is real prestige and benefit!
At this moment, Mie Mie felt more and more that it was the right choice for Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Yifan to get married!
And as Zhou Zhiruo's husband, Lin Yifan can play a role in protecting Zhou Zhiruo's inheritance of the Emei Sect.
Even the Nine Yang Divine Art is not as valuable as Lin Yifan to the Emei Sect.
"Zhiruo!"
Because her mind was focused on her husband, Zhou Zhiruo was almost not frightened when she suddenly heard the sound of extinction.
"Master, the disciple is here!"
Seeing that his valued disciple was so obsessed with Lin Yifan, Miejie felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"If my master is no longer here in the future, you and Yifan must work together to carry forward the Emei Sect!"
"Master, why do you suddenly say such things?"
After hearing the ominous words of Miejie, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes turned red and her face looked sad.
Seeing this, Mie Mie felt very relieved and smiled: "Chier, people always die. I am too old to be in charge of Emei for the rest of my life.
Besides, before the demonic sect is extinguished, I am not willing to meet my ancestors!
However, I believe that the day when the demon sect will be destroyed is coming soon! "
Hearing Miye's words, Zhou Zhiruo thought of the recent rumors in the world and was suddenly shocked: "Master, what do you mean..."
"That's right! Now all the six sects are in our Emei, and today is another good day for our Emei sect to show off its power in the martial arts world. This is a good time for our Emei sect to join forces with the other five sects to besiege the Demon Sect."
Having said this, Miejie's face glowed red with an excited smile: "Zhiruo, if our Emei sect can lead the heroes to destroy the demon sect, it will be worth it even if you die as a teacher!"
