Tyrant moved very quickly.
The fist was like a ferocious tiger that had bared its fangs and looked very imposing.
This move was the ultimate technique of the Shaolin Temple, the Great Strength Vajra Fist!
Although the fist technique looked very simple at first glance, it contained killing intent. If one underestimated it even a little, there would only be one outcome: death on the spot!
The monk's punch was also very unique. It actually sealed Lin Xia's escape route.
Tyrant looked like a simple and honest person in the past, but once he started to compete seriously, his entire temperament changed.
Not long after, a fierce fist was swung at Lin Xia.
Seeing this, Lin Xia finally moved.
He dodged the attack very nimbly and turned sideways towards the monk.
However, the monk seemed to have expected this. In the next second, he turned his fist into a palm and attacked Lin Xia again.
This move was also very famous, Shaolin Iron Palm!
Just from the name, one could tell that the power of this palm technique was enormous.
However, in Lin Xia's eyes, the power of this palm was only average. However, in the eyes of the monk, as long as this palm landed on Lin Xia's body, the battle would definitely end.
Even if Lin Xia was confident, she wouldn't just stand there and let him hit her.
Another ingenious sliding step and he dodged it.
At this moment, Lin Xia was like an adult monkey in the mountains. The monk couldn't touch Lin Xia's body at all, not even his clothes.
"This…this is too flexible!”
The monk made a dozen moves, but he couldn't touch Lin Xia at all. He had also sent out a bit of true energy in his heart.
However, he also understood that Lin Xia looked like a thirteen-year-old youth, but he did have real strength. Otherwise, he would not have been able to dodge his attack.
However, Tyrant was also very confident in his own strength. He had attacked from a very tricky angle, but why was he still able to dodge it so easily?
Moreover, Lin Xia seemed to be very relaxed. His palm movements and his next move seemed to have been completely seen through by him!
As long as he attacked, Lin Xia would be able to dodge it easily as if he had foreseen it.
This kind of fight really made Tyrant very unhappy.
The monk had absolute confidence that Lin Xia would fall if he hit her.
However, the fact was that he couldn't touch him at all. This made the monk unable to do anything to him.
Every punch hit the air. It was really painful.
"Can we fight head-on? Why are you hiding?”
The monk was really uncomfortable. He looked at Lin Xia and said directly.
"Alright!"
Lin Xia's answer was also very straightforward, which surprised the monk.
Lin Xia's anger was rising from the bottom of his heart. His body seemed to have grown taller, and the qi path he emitted was even more shocking.
He was full of vigor, just like a blazing fire!
Lin Xia was much fiercer than before.
It could be said that they were two completely different people!
Seeing Lin Xia's power, the monk's fighting spirit boiled even more, and he threw another punch at Lin Xia.
"Just in time!"
Lin Xia looked at the incoming fist and shouted. At the same time, she also threw a punch at the monk.
Thump!
In the next second, their fists collided, emitting a very suppressed sound.
"You're going to lose!"
The monk looked at Lin Xia with a firm gaze. He was very clear about his strength and was very confident.
"Oh? Really?"
Lin Xia smiled and asked the monk.
Just as the monk heard the words, he felt a huge force coming from between his fists. How could that fair and slender arm have such a huge force!
At this moment, Tyrant felt like he had encountered a ferocious beast.
His expression changed drastically because he felt a slight pain in his arm, and he could not help but tremble.
He hurriedly took a few steps back to relieve some of the force, but his arm was still very sore!
Was this the strength of a thirteen-year-old youth?
This was impossible! This was simply a humanoid beast!
It was difficult for him to resist such a force. Ever since he returned to the secular world, he could be said to have never met a match. Now, he was actually crushed!
And most importantly, Lin Xia was a thirteen-year-old boy!
Psychologically, he could not accept it at all.
He was already prepared for the next attack, but the next moment, he was stunned!
His pupils were unnaturally wide, and his mind was blank!
There was a huge distance between him and Lin Xia, at least five to six meters, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Xia appeared in front of him!
He didn't even notice Lin Xia's movements.
This…this speed!
Looking at Lin Xia who was so close to him, the monk felt his heart stop beating.
At this moment, the monk finally reacted. The battle with Lin Xia was just him teasing him.
If Lin Xia had displayed this speed before, he wouldn't have been able to use a single move.
Seven was very sure that if Lin Xia was an enemy on the battlefield, he would have been a corpse by now. He wouldn't have been able to react in time at such a close distance and would have been killed in one move.
The monk also understood.
He was no match for Lin Xia. Not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of speed, the monk was completely killed.
Thinking of this, Tyrant's face couldn't help but look unnatural. He was full of confidence before, thinking that he would definitely win against a thirteen-year-old youth.
However, reality gave him a big slap.
He couldn't even withstand a single move from this thirteen-year-old youth!
Thinking back to how confident he was before, he felt like a joke.
He also understood why everyone in the first group was looking at him in that way.
At the same time, he understood why Zhang Dabiao looked at him like he was a fool.
He was simply trying to make a fool of himself.
With Lin Xia's strength, the ordinary push-ups from before had no effect on Lin Xia's strength. It was normal for him not to exercise.
This was strength. There was no other way!
This was the capital to be strong. If you were strong, you could do it too!
He also understood why the people from the first group were so respectful towards this 13-year-old youth.
Just this skill alone was enough to shock Tyrant beyond words.
"Me! Defeat! It's time!"
The monk seemed to have exhausted all his strength after saying these three words. He couldn't help but lower his proud head.
At this moment, he was truly convinced by Lin Xia. In the army, strength was the best way to speak!
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