Songshan, on top of a dry peak.

Lin Junhao and the sweeping monk stood opposite each other, both of them were highly tense, their qi was entangled, and the atmosphere was tense.

Unlike Lin Junhao, the sweeping monk was more concerned about Lin Tianheng, who was standing not far away and quietly watching the battle.

The sweeping monk felt Lin Junhao's breath, so he probably guessed Lin Tianheng's intentions, knowing that he couldn't help fighting this battle, but he couldn't fight indiscriminately, the other party was going to be used as a whetstone to break through the grandmaster!

Throughout Shaolin, the sweeping monk is definitely a virtuous monk, and he is not annoyed by compassion and broad-mindedness, and he is the first to speak: "Amitabha, the donor is invited." ”

Before the sweeping monk's words fell, Lin Junhao had already made a move, only to see his figure flash suddenly, and he deceived the sweeping monk within a foot of his body in a hurry.

Lin Junhao's fists came out together, the sound of wind and thunder roared, the punch was fierce and domineering, and it seemed to have an unrivaled momentum, although his punch was not as good as Lin Tianheng's ability to attract wind and thunder, but it was enough to see the essence of his fist.

To make a fist is to hold power. Lin Tianheng thought of such a sentence for no reason, it seems that Lin Junhao has gained some gains in the position of the head of the family, this boxing technique is like a brilliant trend, just like the power in his hands!

Seeing this, the sweeping monk suddenly stared, looking at today's martial arts, there are no more than three people who can use such a fist technique, this punch is already the innate extreme, and the mystery is enough to beat any fist and foot martial arts in the Shaolin Temple.

In an instant, the sweeping monk had already pushed his palm out, facing Lin Junhao's wind and thunder fist.

This palm seems to be unremarkable, but in Lin Junhao's perception, the palm power of the sweeping monk is constantly expanding, as if it has turned into a canopy.

The sweeping monk's seemingly sluggish palm easily blocked Lin Junhao's swift punch, and without a sound, Lin Junhao's fist strength was wiped out invisibly, and even the wind rolled up by the fist power was instantly calmed down.

'The Grandmaster is indeed the Grandmaster. Lin Junhao sighed in his heart, he suddenly remembered that after Lin Jianli broke through the Grandmaster, he had secretly gone to challenge, and he lost very badly in that battle.

Lin Tianheng, as a bystander, saw it very clearly, the sweeping monk's fluttering palm was actually not as easy as it seemed, he secretly used his three-foot qi wall to consume Lin Junhao's fist strength, but he took one more step than Lin Junhao on the road of refining gods, so he could suppress it in all directions in terms of senses.

Martial arts masters compete, and in the end, the duel is no longer a competition for moves, but a competition for the soul, and any mental flaw may become the key to the opponent's victory.

This is also the essential difference between the God Refining Grandmaster and the Qi Refining Martial Artist, oppressing the opponent mentally, the opponent is naturally full of flaws, and the loopholes are fully revealed.

However, as the head of the Lin family, Lin Junhao commands the affairs of the Lin family, and there is no doubt that his heart is strong, and it is precisely because of the painful experience of being beaten by Lin Jianli that Lin Junhao's heart is even stronger, and his spirit is rising instead of falling.

Feeling the changes in Lin Junhao, the sweeping monk didn't know the reason, so he had to sigh: "The layman is so strong!" ”

"Take me a few more punches." Lin Junhao's heart was full of fighting intent, and his true qi seemed to be majestic.

In an instant, Lin Junhao threw dozens of punches in a row, and actually set off a small storm, the shadow of the fist remained, flying all over the sky, and the fist strength swept towards the sweeping monk like a storm.

The sweeping monk looked at the many fist shadows that were whistling, but he was not in a hurry to fight back, but put his hands together, looking calm and serene.

Suddenly, the sweeping monk's body was covered with a trace of golden light, and the true qi of the body protected a high wall, like a Buddha walking in the world, solemn and treasured.

One after another, fist shadows smashed on the wall of the sweeping monk's body protection qi, like drops of rain falling on a transparent glass cover, without setting off any waves.

But if you look closely, the true qi of the sweeping monk's body protection is gradually worn out again, and each fist is closer to the body of the sweeping monk than the previous one.

Lin Junhao discovered this situation, and the feeling of powerlessness that had just risen in his heart was instantly swept away, and there seemed to be flames in his eyes.

"Amitabha, the layman also took me a few tricks." The sweeping monk felt the consumption of true qi and decided that he could no longer be beaten passively, and then turned defense into offense.

I saw the sweeping monk pinched a fingerprint, as if the Buddha was holding flowers, but this finger is not the flower finger in the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, which also contains the essence of the fingering of the fingers of the Wuxiang robbery, Moke finger, Doroye finger and so on, which can be called the master of the Buddhist fingering in this world.

Although the sweeping monk's fingers are gentle, quite like the smile of the Venerable Ka Ye, the true power on it is extremely strong, enough to destroy people's internal organs without hurting their clothes.

Seeing this, Lin Junhao immediately tried to protect his body, only to see a slight red light suddenly rise on his face, this body protection magic skill was obtained when he traveled when he was young, called "Red Sun Divine Skill".

Legend has it that this divine skill can be transformed into the Red Sun when it is cultivated to the peak, and its every move carries the power of molten gold and iron, and even the strongest true qi can be smelted into nothing.

Lin Tianheng once saw this kung fu, although it was not as exaggerated as written in the introduction, but it did have merit, so he let Lin Junhao practice and study it by himself, but he didn't expect that he had really practiced a few ways.

As soon as this Chiyang magic skill came out, the temperature around Lin Junhao seemed to rise a lot in an instant, and the fingers of the sweeping monk seemed to be melted by it, and he disappeared.

When the sweeping monk saw such a body protection skill for the first time, his eyes lit up, and his body flashed and roared, wanting to feel the power of this exercise up close.

The two immediately turned to close combat, and dozens of moves passed in an instant, showing the subtlety of the two martial arts, especially the sweeping monk, whether it is fists and feet, every move and every style is so freehand, Shaolin seventy-two stunts in their hands melted into a furnace, moves at will, back to the basics.

The two fought hand-to-hand, fists to the flesh, and Lin Junhao only knew that the sweeping monk not only had a strong body protection true qi, but also a powerful body protection divine skill, "King Kong does not damage the body divine skill".

The Kongo Immortal Body Divine Skill in the Heavenly World is simply a child's trick to compare with the sweeping monk, Lin Tianheng can see that if Xie Xun is allowed to clean the monk, even if he dies of losing his strength, the sweeping monk will not hurt the slightest.

"The master's martial arts are strong, Lin admires." After more than 100 moves, the two figures separated, and Lin Junhao said from the bottom of his heart.

"The martial arts of the layman are exquisite, and there are many moves in them, which are unheard of by the old decay, and today is really an eye-opener." The sweeping monk said with a smile, Lin Junhao is interested in his martial arts, why is he not like this.

The two blew each other in business, and Lin Junhao immediately took out a pair of fists from his arms, he specialized in boxing, and this fist was his only weapon.

Lin Tianheng glanced at the pair of fists in Lin Junhao's hands, which were the gifts he gave to Lin Junhao when Lin Junhao became the head of the family.

This boxing glove is made of the silkworm emperor silk produced in Qiongshan County in the northwest of Daqi and the unique Zhanjin of Zhanjin County.

The silkworm emperor silk is extremely tough, woven into silk by secret methods, even the grandmaster is difficult to tear, and Zhanjin is a strange metal, which is not particularly strong to the touch on weekdays, but once it encounters the true qi, it will instantly become hard and indestructible, and there is a little ability to amplify the user's power.

The fist gloves created with these two things are also considered high-quality weapons in the entire Daqi, which is enough to be at the level of a grandmaster, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary grandmasters to get one, if it is not for Lin Tianheng's gift, it would take a great deal of money to get it as the head of the Lin family.

Lin Junhao took the fist gloves, and then he was really angry, and the fist gloves instantly fit the palm of the hand, tightly fitting, as if it grew on the hand, and the knuckle bend was connected by three layers of silk woven by the silkworm emperor, which was extremely flexible and did not affect the fist and other actions at all.

"Lin's strength is not good, so he can only rely on the advantages of weapons." Lin Junhao said.

"This boxing glove is strange." The sweeping monk has good eyesight, and he can see at a glance that the boxing gloves with blue glimmer on Lin Junhao's hands are not ordinary.

"Come again!" Lin Junhao shouted violently, and fought with the sweeping monk again.

This time, the sweeping monk didn't dare to take Lin Junhao's fist anymore, so he could only fight with him, and his body was also the culmination of Shaolin martial arts, constantly flashing and moving, which made Lin Junhao uncomfortable.

Lin Junhao knew that he must not fall into a war of attrition with the sweeping monk, so he exploded a mountain rock with a force under his feet, and he flew in the air, his whole body was full of energy like a wave, like a peng spreading its wings, and hit the sweeping monk straight down!