One person: Practicing all magic skills! The old master was stunned!

Chapter 110 Junior brother, feel free to attack. I will let you have one move!

"Junior brother, you must use all your strength. Don't show mercy because of me!"

"But since I'm your senior brother, how about I let you take my place?"

Monk Baowen smiled and took a stance, ready to deal with Ye Qing's attack at any time.

As a senior brother, I should be more humble.

Ye Qing was embarrassed and tried to dissuade him, "Brother, forget it, let's just fight normally."

He didn't want to offend his eldest senior brother in front of all the fellow disciples in Lingyin Temple, otherwise his eldest senior brother would lose all his prestige in Lingyin Temple.

With my current strength, the eldest senior brother may not be my opponent.

However, Monk Baowen didn't take it seriously and still looked indifferent.

"Junior brother, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who bullies the weak?"

"I was the one who proposed this competition, and since I'm so much older than you, it's only natural that I should give way to you."

"Don't worry about me, Senior Brother. Use your strongest method!"

Monk Baowen patted his chest and abdomen, showing the demeanor of a senior brother.

Upon hearing this, the fellow disciples standing by all praised Monk Baowen, saying things like he was worthy of being the eldest senior brother and had a very magnanimous demeanor.

Monk Baowen felt a little elated after hearing this.

It’s not that Monk Bao Wen is showing off, it’s mainly because Ye Qing is too young.

Monk Baowen knew very well what Ye Qing's strength was when he left Lingyin Temple. At most, he was an A-level extraordinary person.

It has only been about a month since the Luotian Grand Ceremony. How much improvement can be achieved in such a short time?

Like most people, Monk Baowen believed that Ye Qing could become one of the Ten Lords, but his strength must not be that great.

There must be other reasons why he became one of the Ten Lords.

"Brother, are you sure?"

Ye Qing asked again, and what he got was a determined expression from Monk Baowen.

"Junior brother, when did you become so slow? Hurry up and take action."

"Brother, once I say something, it's unchangeable. I've never lied to you before."

"Just go ahead and strike, I'm sure I can take your move!"

Monk Baowen patted his chest and made the assurance, not realizing the seriousness of the problem at all.

The other fellow disciples nearby were the same, all wanting to see what Ye Qing was capable of now.

"Brother Baoneng, don't hold back. Don't you know the strength of our eldest brother? He is the strongest monk in our Lingyin Temple."

"That's right. We sparred with Senior Brother before, but we couldn't even withstand a single blow from him. Even Master said that Senior Brother's realm is even higher than his original level."

"Everyone wants to see what Senior Brother Baoneng has up his sleeve now, but please don't hold back and let everyone down."

The fellow disciples nearby were watching the fun without thinking it was a big deal, and Ye Qing was speechless.

You guys want to kill the eldest brother.

But Monk Baowen didn't think so. Hearing the praise from his fellow disciples, his vanity swelled to the extreme.

"Baoneng, don't worry about my feelings, just take action."

"If Senior Brother couldn't catch it, I would be so happy for you. I wouldn't be able to contain my happiness."

Monk Baowen smiled, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and acted like a master.

Loneliness is a quality that every master should possess.

"I haven't seen you for a while. Where did you learn this from, brother..."

Ye Qing was speechless, but he stopped trying to dissuade her.

The eldest brother is like a father, so it is not easy for him to disobey his senior brother's request.

I can only use my strongest means to greet you, and I hope that Senior Brother can handle it!

Without any nonsense, Monk Baowen stood in place, while Ye Qing stood opposite him.

Since it was the strongest method, Ye Qing did not hold back at all and used all his internal and external skills.

"The Hell Golden Body Arhat Technique, the Eternal Shura Body Tempering Technique, the Heavenly Demon Chaos Killing..."

No matter what, Ye Qing activated all of his energy, and suddenly a powerful aura gushed out, and golden Qi enveloped his whole body.

At the same time, a demonic shadow appeared behind him, almost solidifying into substance.

It looks like a real devil walking out of hell, which is terrifying.

Not only that, there are also red and black colors in the golden Qi, revealing a hint of weirdness in the solemnity.

Ye Qing clearly looked like a majestic Buddha, but the strange visions behind him added a sense of weirdness.

A powerful aura swept across the entire Lingyin Temple. The fellow disciples watching the show around felt as if a mountain was coming towards them, and their breathing almost stopped.

The devil's shadow, the Shura's shadow, each one is extremely real.

It seems as if it really came out of a myth, bringing suffering and pain to the world.

Seeing this, Master Jiekong frowned slightly, finding that he was becoming increasingly unable to understand his young disciple.

"They are clearly practicing Buddhist techniques and Shaolin martial arts, but why do they look so demonic?"

"I didn't teach you wrongly. Why is it that the more you practice, the less you act like a Buddhist?"

Master Jiekong was puzzled and couldn't figure out what went wrong.

The fellow disciples around him were all very surprised to see Ye Qing like this for the first time.

Brother Baoneng, who was fine a second ago, turned into a devil in the blink of an eye.

what's the situation.

Especially the powerful aura, which makes people dare not even look at it.

The same is true for Monk Baowen. This kind of momentum and oppressive feeling has never existed even before his master was deposed.

Could it be that my junior brother is now more powerful than my master?

But soon, Monk Baowen put this idea behind him.

"How is that possible? Master is the strongest monk in Shaolin Temple in the past hundred years, otherwise he wouldn't have been assigned to be the abbot of Lingyin Temple."

"Junior brother, you have only been practicing for a few years. Can you be as powerful as the master?"

"It must just look scary. It won't be that powerful in a real fight."

Thinking of this, Monk Baowen activated the Golden Bell Cover, and a layer of gold enveloped his body, as if he was gilded.

Compared with the strange vision around Ye Qing, it is simply not in the same dimension.

One looks like a cultivator, and the other is just an ordinary warrior, they are completely different.

"Brother, come on, I'm ready!"

Monk Baowen shouted and waited for Ye Qing to attack.

Ye Qing thought for a moment and decided not to use those boxing techniques.

There's no other way. If I really can't hold back and get hit, I'd better not let my senior brother get hurt.

In the end, Ye Qing chose to use a punch of pure strength, so that he could test the level of his current life cultivation and see if he was as strong as his senior brother.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing gathered all his strength and stood firmly in his horse stance.

"Brother, I'm here!"

As soon as his foot touched the ground, he rushed out like a rocket.

I only saw a figure flash by, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Monk Baowen.

There were no fancy moves, the strange phenomenon behind him remained, and Ye Qing only made the simplest fist clenching and punching.

"Boom--!"

Like thunder, a roar came from the void.

Monk Baowen looked at Ye Qing and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.