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5 Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand and Beggar’s Sect Assembly!

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Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand and Beggar's Sect Gathering!

After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Shang Yin finally managed to adjust his chaotic mood. At this time, the system's urging voice rang out again.

"Host, do you wish to use the second lottery draw?”

Shang Yin had the same experience as before. This time, he was so angry that he was fuming. If the system gave him another messy thing this time, he would dare to go down the mountain and snatch a commoner girl. If he was not satisfied, he would hurt each other. He would be going against the system!

"Let's begin, the second time!" After sorting out his mood, Shang Yin said with a sigh of relief. He could not let his bad mood affect his luck.

Immediately, the images on the lantern began to spin again. The speed became faster and faster until Shang Yin could no longer see it clearly.

Shang Yin urgently needed a martial arts skill to support him. He had practiced the Boy Technique for more than ten years, but he only had Houtian level internal energy. In terms of moves, he had only learned the most basic Arhat Fist and Skanda Palm. Shaolin martial arts emphasized the importance of gradual progress, but it was obviously the most painful for Shang Yin.

Gradually, the revolving speed of the lantern slowed down. Shang Yin immediately stared at the red arrow as if he was jumping on it.

Just like the last time, it continued to push forward after slowing down. Gradually, Shaolin's Vajra Kick passed, Flower-pinching Finger passed, and two years of internal energy passed. The arrow was moving toward the Rebirth Mantra!

"Go over! Go over there!" Shang Yin was practically shouting. His eyes were starting to turn red, like a gambler who had bet his entire fortune on his wife and children.

Are you kidding me? You want me to help someone perform a ritual to ferret souls? He was really pushing himself down the path of a monk! Gradually, when the arrow reached the Rebirth Mantra, it was as if Buddha had heard Shang Yin's prayer. It jumped and skipped the Rebirth Mantra, stopping at the next square.

Shang Yin panted heavily as he looked over, only to see the words Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand stopped in the middle of the arrow. Instantly, the joy in his heart almost jumped out, and a relaxed expression appeared on his face.

"System! Quickly, implant the Dragon Claw Hand into me!" Shang Yin immediately urged him this time. He didn't have the Great Strength Vajra Kick anymore, but now he had the Dragon Claw Hand. It was said that the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand was created by Patriarch Bodhidharma. It was even more terrifying than the Eagle Claw Skill. Moreover, when it was cultivated to a high level, it was said that only the Beggar's Sect's Dragon Capture Skill could compare to it.

The Dragon Claw Hand was ruthless and had high requirements on the practitioner's body. The practitioner had to polish his hands and claws until they were like diamonds. Then, he had to use Shaolin's authentic internal strength to activate them. When he attacked, he would be as fast as lightning and have the strength to split mountains and rocks!

Just as Shang Yin was feeling happy, the system poured cold water on him again.

"The Shaolin ultimate technique provided by the system can be directly implanted into the host without training, but the activation of the technique depends on the host's own internal energy. The stronger the host's internal energy, the greater the power of the ultimate technique.”

"F * ck your mother!" Shang Yin couldn't hold it in anymore and had to use his inner energy to activate it. Although he had achieved a small success in his cultivation of the Little Boy Technique, his inner energy had at most reached the middle stage of the Hou Tian Realm. The power of the Dragon Claw Hand would be reduced after activating it. Later on, he thought about it and decided that Dragon Claw Hand was fine. At the very least, it was still the early stages of the storyline. Even Qiao Feng had yet to master Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

No matter what Shang Yin thought, the system would not care. As usual, it began to insert the prizes.

"Implanted, Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand."

Shang Yin's originally depressed expression immediately shook. He looked dignified, but only he knew the pain he was enduring. His hands moved from bottom to top as if they were burning in a fire, extending all the way to his shoulders.

"Forty percent implanted."

"70%."

Shang Yin's forehead was covered in a layer of sweat. Upon closer inspection, his pores and hair were actually densely covered in a faint golden light.

"100%. Implantation complete."

Finally, the system's wonderful voice sounded. Shang Yin relaxed like a deflated balloon. Shang Yin let out a long breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead. At this moment, he was attracted by the hand in front of him.

"This is my hand!" Although his hands were still as fair and slender as before, they gave off an indestructible feeling. It was as if he could crush rocks and break blades with his bare hands.

After obtaining the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, he had to test it out first. He did what he thought of. Shang Yin walked down the mountain road and began to use the Dragon Claw Hand one move at a time. In an instant, he was like a tiger, and the claw force brought about a gust of wind. He quickly used the 64 Dragon Claw Hands from beginning to end.

After the Dragon Claw Hand was implanted by the system, it was as if it had been cultivated for more than ten years. All the moves were done with ease. It relied on pure flesh and was so fierce after the body was hit. He wondered what kind of power it would have after it was activated by the inner strength of the Boy Technique.

As he spoke, Shang Yin started walking down the mountain. He had already investigated the path down the mountain for the past seven years and was very familiar with it. It could be said that he was prepared to escape at any time. Shaoshi Mountain was different from other temples. There was no city at the foot of the mountain, and the monks did not need the offerings of the benefactors. After going down the mountain, there was a green forest and green mountains everywhere. Only after walking out of this forest could they truly reach the world.

Shang Yin continued walking in a certain direction. Fortunately, he had more than ten years of cultivation and was able to persevere. After crossing a green field, Shang Yin entered the forest. At this moment, the sky was gradually darkening.

"I've been walking for a day.”Shang Yin sighed. It was still early in the morning when he left the mountain. He had not eaten for a day now. He did not know how far Qian Man would have to go before he could walk out.

After entering the forest, Shang Yin suddenly saw a few bonfires in the distance under the faint night sky.

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