Zhao Shiquan clasped his fists and said, "Master Chen, your Xingyiquan is superb. I lose."

Zhao Shiquan was convinced that he had lost. It turned out that in the previous fight, Luo Jun's Xingyiquan was changed to a snake shape. His strength penetrated and continued continuously. After several fights, the spring breeze and drizzle moistened everything silently, and then

Zhao Shiquan could no longer hold on!

The strength is completely the strength of Xingyiquan. And whether it is in the shape of a tiger or a snake, Luo Jun understands its essence.

Zhao Shiquan believed that his attainments in Xingyiquan were far inferior to Luo Jun's. Therefore, he simply gave up as a bachelor!

Luo Jun wins again!

At this time, Luo Jun is invincible with only one man in charge!

Luo Jun was neither humble nor arrogant. He raised his fists and said, "Who else would you like to give me some advice?"

Everyone was silent.

At this time, the eminent monk Yunlai stood up and said: "Amitabha, the secular affairs have nothing to do with the poor monk, but since I have been entrusted by Master Lei today, I have no choice but to express my gratitude. The poor monk is willing to learn from the little benefactor.

Great move!"

Luo Jun then said: "It's easy to say, then I'll invite you!"

The face of the eminent monk Yunlai was indifferent. He looked like an outsider. Such people, in novels, movies and TV dramas, are all top masters.

So at this moment, the hearts of the three girls, Tong Jiawen, were once again clenched.

What Luo Jun presented to them today was a different world.

This world is full of legends and strange dangers.

The eminent monk Yunlai came to Luo Jun and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk has practiced various Shaolin boxing techniques, and today he used his long fist to fight the little benefactor."

Luo Jun smiled slightly and said: "Shaolin boxing, sword skills, stick skills, and knife skills are all superb. Therefore, there is a saying that the world's martial arts comes from Shaolin. Since the master wants to use long fists, then I will use Shaolin One Finger Zen to deal with it."

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"The little donor knows how to practice Shaolin One Finger Zen?" The eminent monk Yunlai was slightly surprised.

Luo Jun said: "If you know a little bit about Xiaohong Boxing, Plum Blossom Boxing, Arhat Boxing, and Tongji Boxing, these boxing techniques are all inseparable from their origins. If you understand one, you can understand the other!"

"Not even the Shaolin elders would dare to say this. How dare the little benefactor dare to talk about Haikou like this?" said the eminent monk Yunlai.

Luo Jun said calmly: "Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second. I still say what I said, arguing with your mouth, talking more is useless, it is better for your subordinates to see the truth."

"Okay!" Senior Monk Yunlai said, "Little benefactor, take over!"

Changquan, also known as Taizu Changquan, was a boxing method created by Taizu Zhao Kuangying. It was later incorporated into Shaolin boxing.

Changquan has a formula: the fists are like shooting stars, the eyes are like lightning, the waist is like a snake, and the steps are sticky. The energy should be abundant and the energy should be heavy. The strength should be smooth and the gong should be pure. Move like waves and be still like mountains rising like apes and falling like magpies standing like chickens.

Turning like a pine, turning like a wheel, turning like a bow, light like a leaf, heavy like iron, slow like an eagle, fast like the wind.

If you practice Changquan to its essence, it will be extremely powerful.

At this time, the eminent monk Yunlai shouted loudly, and for a moment, his monk's robes puffed up without any wind. His eyes burst into light, and he was no longer as gentle and elegant as before.

A fierce and violent aura spread out, and the eminent monk Yunlai stepped out.

"Seven Stars Threading the Needle!"

He moved his feet and suddenly thrust out his fingers, looking directly into Luo Jun's eyes.

Changquan is a general term, but it does not mean that all moves are fists. They also include finger skills and leg skills.

All martial arts in the world are killing techniques!

Ancient people did not create martial arts to strengthen their bodies.

Without blinking, Luo Jun suddenly flicked out his finger!

"One-finger Zen!"

When one finger pops out, it is like a shooting star chasing the moon, or like a bowstring breaking, with all the strength concentrated in one point.

"You can actually use such an authentic one-finger Zen!" The eminent monk Yunlai was surprised. He suddenly retreated, then turned again, and then smashed with a horizontal fist!

Luo Jun stepped diagonally to avoid it.

The eminent monk Yunlai shouted again, then continued with split fists, lifting fists, penetrating fists, collapsing fists, and copying fists. His body movements were like a swimming dragon, and his boxing techniques were continuous.

Those with long fists: Like the Yangtze River and the sea, they flow endlessly!

Monk Yunlai used every punch with great force, as if Taizu was still alive and wanted to knock down the country in one go.

The figures in the field flickered and the shadows of fists rolled!

Luo Jun dodged continuously, and then looked for an opportunity. His two fingers suddenly popped out!

One-finger Zen Kung Fu to kill in series!

In an instant, it was like a volley of thousands of arrows, and a volley of arrows burst out! Countless sounds of pointing at the wind and piercing the air were heard in the air.

Not long after, two figures in the field separated.

Monk Yunlai's hand dropped, and the burning pain in his wrist was hit by Luo Jun's finger. If Luo Jun hadn't been merciful, Monk Yunlai's left hand would definitely be useless.

Luo Jun clasped his fists and said, "Master accepts."

The eminent monk Yunlai clasped his palms together and said, "The one-finger Zen can actually be practiced to this extent by the donor. This poor monk has nothing to say."

He then retreated.

Luo Jun wins again!

The eyes of Tong Jiawen and the three girls were full of surprises.

Luo Jun faced Master Wuwei and said, "Master, do you also want to compete with this junior?"

Master Wuwei smiled slightly and said: "Little donor, do you think you are the opponent of this poor monk?"

Luo Jun said: "The master's cultivation is so perfect that this junior is no match for him."

Master Wuwei said: "Then you still want to fight with the poor monk?"

Luo Jun said: "You can't just beg for mercy suddenly after you have worked hard. Therefore, even if you can't win, you still have to fight."

Master Wuwei laughed and continued: "Little donor, you actually know in your heart that the poor monk will not make things difficult for you. Is that right?"

Luo Jun smiled and said: "Juniors respect the master very much!"

Master Wuwei then stood up and said: "But today, Mr. Lei has already given me enough face. The poor monk will definitely save some face for Mr. Lei. Let's do this. The poor monk slaps you, regardless of whether you can catch it or not.

This matter has been revealed."

He then looked at Mr. Lei and said, "Mr. Lei, do you think this treatment of the poor monk is appropriate?"

Mr. Lei couldn't do anything to besiege a young man like Luo Jun. He also realized that Luo Jun was not simple. So at this time, Master Wuwei's words were equivalent to giving each other a step down. He nodded immediately and said: "Okay

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Master Wuwei smiled at Luo Jun and said, "Little donor, that poor monk is about to take action."

Luo Jun dealt with it calmly and said: "Master, please!"

Tong Jiawen became nervous again because she also felt that Master Wuwei was extremely powerful. Luo Jun also admitted that he was not his opponent.

Situ Ling'er and Song Lingshan held their hands tightly.

Both of them were equally nervous.

Even the other experts in the field watched intently.

"Hey!" Master Wuwei suddenly shouted. Then, he took out his palm.

When a palm comes out, it is light and silent, and all the power is concentrated at one point.

Bang!

At that moment, Luo Jun also made a palm strike. He collided with Master Wuwei's palm force, and then his body was bounced away like a rubber ball.

Luo Jun instantly retreated three meters away, and his body turned in a circle at the same time, and then he stood still.

Luo Jun received Master Wuwei's powerful palm, and he wasn't even injured at all.

"Amitabha!" Master Wuwei clasped his palms together and said, "The little benefactor can practice Tai Chi to this extent. I'm afraid that even if the poor monk tries his best, he won't be able to capture the little benefactor with full confidence."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Master Wuwei was not showing mercy just now. Instead, Luo Jun's Tai Chi power was too superb. Luo Jun himself was like a ball. No matter how strong the external force was, he would let it go.

Unless Master Wuwei attacks continuously, the ball cannot withstand the force!

"So, can we leave?" Luo Jun said.

Master Wuwei said: "Of course!"

Luo Jun then clasped his fists at Mr. Lei, then clasped his fists at everyone, and said, "Farewell!"

After that, Luo Jun took the three daughters, Tong Jiawen, and left the Lei family's old house.

After leaving the Lei family's old house, Luo Jun breathed a long sigh of relief.

This matter has finally been resolved.

But Luo Jun knew that there would be endless troubles. Although he was happy today, it might become a loophole and flaw that the enemy could take advantage of.
To be continued...