When Lin Chen made this move, many people's faces turned pale, and an indescribable feeling spread in their hearts.

The Flame Lion felt the sensation as well.

His pupils shrank violently, and he said angrily,

"Okay, I'll fulfill you!"

His stout right arm was raised, and then he used the strength of his waist to blast out with a punch.

"Let me teach you my original 'Wild Lion Thirteen Style'!"

The Thirteen Styles of the Wild Lion can be called his nirvana, which he comprehended when he was sharpening on the edge of life and death.

When he made a move before, he didn't use this trick because he felt that the group of wastes didn't deserve to die under his trick at all.

However, Lin Chen was different.

At least that vicious mouth made him feel angry.

"Give me death!"

The sound of the wind howling reverberates.

Everyone was cold to the bone, as if they had seen a storm condense.

They naturally understood how extraordinary this trick was!

However, such a fierce blow was easily taken by Lin Chen!

"The strength is good. ”

Lin Chen's palm, which was as white as jade, grabbed the falling fist,

"If it were an ordinary Qi Transformation Grandmaster, maybe you could kill him with one punch. ”

"You...... I actually took it!"

The Flame Lion's eyes widened.

With his own punch, how could Lin Chen take it?

"Go ahead. ”

Lin Chen's faint voice sounded, and the Furious Flame Lion felt a kind of contempt.

"Second Style!"

Another more intense attack fell.

However, it still didn't work.

A trace of sweat slipped from the head of the Flame Lion.

He no longer holds it and shoots with all his might.

The thirteen forms come out together, and the rolling power seems to burst a mountain!

The strong sound of the wind kept reverberating.

But!

All of this failed to pose the slightest threat to Lin Chen.

What made him feel even more suffocating was that while the other party took his own attack, he still had the strength to comment on him!

"You, you, you!"

The Flame Lion gasped and took a few steps back, his pupils already encroached on by fear.

"Who are you?"

The other party shouldn't be some ancient martial arts sect, an old monster who has been reborn, right?

Otherwise, how could he, a dignified Qi Transformation Grandmaster, not even be able to solve the problem of a hairy boy?

"Lin Chen. ”

There was a bright smile blooming at the corner of the young man's mouth in front of him, as if the holy light was shining on the earth, and spring flowers were blooming everywhere.

"Dare you ask, do you have any other moves?"

"If not, please take me. ”

The boy made a starting motion, which was natural, round and smooth, like a waterfall falling from a cliff.

However, the Flame Lion sensed the threat of death, and his heart contracted violently, and he instinctively let out a low roar.

Dangerous!

His face sank, and he immediately mobilized the power of his whole body, and unleashed his most powerful blow.

Fist to palm.

A strong cutting force directly cut his arm into a pulp.

"Ahh

He let out a scream, and the whole person fell to the ground, and blood spat out of his mouth.

A powerful and domineering force swirled within him, constantly destroying his meridians.

"You...... What kind of move is this?"

"Flying Immortal Thirteen Styles - Wheel. Lin Chen smiled.

Flying Immortal Thirteen Style?

The Flame Lion laughed miserably, "This method is worthy of the word 'immortal'." ”

"You're wrong. ”

Lin Chen shook his head, "What I used before was only its form, not its meaning. ”

"What...... What do you mean?"

"Do you want to see what it really is?"

The Flame Lion nodded uncontrollably.

Then, he saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

I saw a brilliant golden light appear in Lin Chen's right palm, forming a light wheel.

The light wheel is as thin as a cicada's wings, but it is covered with ancient and mysterious scriptures.

One after another, Sanskrit sounds sounded, and Lin Chen's whole person seemed to have turned into an immortal above the nine heavens.

A look of obsession appeared in the eyes of the Flame Madness Lion, and he knelt on the ground, bowing to Lin Chen continuously.

"Spinner wheel!"

Lin Chen shouted, his voice as fierce as thunder.

A strong gust of wind blew through the entire underground ring in an instant, and everyone staggered.

The wheel has fallen!

It is like the roar of a dragon, like the roar of a tiger, like the wrath of an immortal!

All of this is just a joke in the face of this force!

The Furious Flame Lion laughed wildly, the Thirteen Styles of the Wild Lion that he was proud of, in front of this Flying Immortal Thirteen Styles, how ridiculous!

"I have no regrets when I see this move!"

Rumble!

His body shuddered slightly, but blood spurted out of his every pore, shrouding the ring in a bloody mist.

The power of the rage continues to spread, deep into the ground.

"Click!"

A crack has been opened in the ground beam, which is made of steel bars.

But fortunately, this force did not continue to spread, and everyone was spared.

However, no one noticed this, after all, all their attention was drawn to the dead Flame Lion.

Immediately after, countless eyes fell on the slender figure.

The young man's expression was indifferent, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't find the slightest pride in him!

Easily slaying an Qi Transformation Grandmaster seemed like a trivial matter to him!

"Thank you, Master!"

Lin Zhongtang actually knelt down directly to Lin Chen and bowed!

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, Master!"

The other warriors also woke up one after another and hurriedly thanked them.

This sentiment spilled over to others.

Whether it was a warrior or a rich man, at this moment, they all knelt on the ground and bowed to that immortal-like man!

"Thank you, Master!"

Their voices converged together, like a rushing river, as if it could overturn the entire underground ring!

Zhang Rongrong was in such an environment, looking directly at Lin Chen.

No one knew that his mood was at the moment so calm that it was like a lake that did not ripple.

When Li Fushan came out, his blood was boiling and he wanted to worship the other party as a teacher.

When Ye Nanfei came out, he looked excited and wanted to worship the other party as a teacher.

When more than 30 warriors came out, his mouth couldn't close, and he didn't know who to worship as a teacher.

When the Flame Lion swept through the Eight Desolations and suppressed the audience, a string in his heart was beating.

He understood that this was the person who could become his master!

As long as he learns the other party's skills, he can easily break Lin Chen's neck!

His heart was surging in frenzy, and he patted his thighs excitedly.

Even the gaze that looked at the furious flame lion became as if he had seen a peerless fruit girl!

However, until the moment Lin Chen appeared on the stage, he suddenly felt a sense of unease.

Thank you for the reward from book friend Xiyi~

Thanks to the book friend for the reward~

(End of chapter)