Lin Bufan spoke out in public without any hesitation.

The crowd was shocked, then full of praise.

Although this young man is arrogant, he has the right to be arrogant.

He learned Guo Jing's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms after exchanging a single blow with Guo Jing. His extraordinary talent suggests that his future achievements may surpass those of a Grandmaster.

Fortunately, he is a Chinese from the Central Plains, not a foreigner.

Lin Bufan defeated Huo Du and Darba, walked up to them, and stepped on Huo Du's hand, causing Huo Du to howl in pain.

This move serves two purposes: firstly, to guard against Huo Dushi's underhanded tactics, such as sneak attacks with hidden weapons or poisons.

Secondly, he deliberately provoked the Golden Wheel Monk in order to gain some benefits.

As expected, the Golden Wheel Monk was furious, his eyes turned blood red, and golden fragments of his cultivation technique fell from his body and flew towards Lin Bufan.

"Ding, you have obtained the eighth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill."

"Ding! You have obtained the ninth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique."

Lin Bufan was very satisfied. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill has a total of thirteen levels from beginning to end. At this stage, the Golden Wheel Dharma King has only reached the ninth level and has already reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm.

If the Golden Wheel Monk were to reach the tenth level, given the doubling effect of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, his power would be comparable to that of three grandmasters.

However, according to the original story, that happened sixteen years later.

Currently, he can't even beat Guo Jing.

When his disciple was insulted, the Golden Wheel Monk, as the master, simply could not tolerate it.

He stood up from the large chair and pointed at Lin Bufan: "Kid, let them go."

"I won't let them go. Go ahead and come save them if you dare!"

"Come on, come on."

The Golden Wheel Monk flew towards Lin Bufan, unleashing the ninth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique.

Unexpectedly, Lin Bufan also unleashed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, supplemented by over a hundred years of refined internal energy, and attacked him.

A loud bang.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Golden Wheel Dharma King collapsed, just like his two beloved disciples, coughing up blood and suffering serious injuries.

"You... how do you know the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill?"

The Golden Wheel Monk, unwilling to accept defeat, demanded an explanation for his loss.

Beside her, Huang Rong was also puzzled and asked her daughter, "Fu'er, how come Young Hero Lin knows the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill? Do you know?"

Guo Fu thought for a moment, not knowing or understanding, and guessed: "It should be an evolution of the Lesser Formless Skill. Anyway, Brother Lin has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and that's what I like about him."

Do you like his many tricks?

Huang Rong understood the other meaning, and a blush rose on her face. She looked shy and secretly glanced at Guo Jing.

She sighed inwardly: "Ah, if only Brother Jing had more tricks up his sleeve."