His plain monk's robe was frayed in many places, and he looked rather listless.
It's easy to see that the Sweeper Monk had a very difficult time in order to withstand Wang Yang's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!
Zhao Min and the other beauties were naturally delighted to see this.
Previously, he saw that the Sweeper Monk could easily defeat Zhou Botong, preventing Zhou Botong from even getting close to him.
They were quite worried about this.
They worried that Wang Yang was no match for the Sweeping Monk.
Seeing that Wang Yang's men were beating the Sweeper Monk so badly that he seemed powerless to fight back, they were naturally thrilled.
"Young master is truly amazing. In this martial world, I'm afraid there's no one who can rival him!"
“When Wang Lang fought Zhang Zhenren at Wudang Sect, he must have held back.”
“That’s right. Otherwise, Master Zhang wouldn’t be a match for the Alliance Leader.”
"I really don't know how the young master has cultivated such martial arts skills at such a young age. Is it really as he said, that he infused his own internal energy into himself?"
"..."
On the other side, the Shaolin monks, including Xuanci, all looked gloomy upon seeing this.
Seeing that the Sweeper Monk was unharmed, they were relieved.
But when they thought about how the Sweeper Monk had ended up in such a sorry state because of Wang Yang's attack, they felt ashamed.
Just as everyone was in shock, Wang Yang landed on the ground.
His expression remained unchanged, and he smiled faintly, saying:
"Senior, please be careful!"
Before the sweeping monk could respond, Wang Yang made another move.
In a flash, he directly used the Lingbo Weibu, a unique movement technique.
In no time at all, Wang Yangren had already flashed to the Sweeping Monk's side.
"ah?"
Upon seeing this, the sweeping monk was greatly shocked, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
They clearly hadn't expected Wang Yang to have such incredible speed, almost like a ghost.
Before the Sweeper Monk could even recover from his shock, Wang Yang unleashed his Phantom Divine Skill.
His palm strike came down as if countless hands were attacking!
At this moment, the person appeared to be surrounded by countless phantoms.
"This...this is the Phantom Technique?"
The sweeping monk exclaimed in surprise, his face filled with disbelief.
Indeed, Wang Yang possesses far too many unique skills, making it impossible to defend against them.
Without daring to think of anything else, the sweeping monk quickly stepped in to defend himself.
At first, he was able to manage things here.
But who would have thought that Wang Yang's palm strikes would become faster and faster, and the Phantom Hand would become increasingly elusive.
Later on, the sweeping monk was in dire straits. He had been cultivating Buddhism in the Shaolin Temple for many years, detached from worldly affairs, and thought that his martial arts skills had reached their peak.
Little did they know, Wang Yang was even stronger.
Not far away, Xuanci and other Shaolin monks all became solemn upon seeing this scene.
Anyone could see that the Sweeping Monk was already showing signs of exhaustion under Wang Yang's command.
If this continues, we are bound to lose.
"Benefactor Wang is truly a martial arts prodigy!"
"I really don't know how there could be such a brilliant and talented person in this world."
As he watched, Xuan Ci couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
I was thinking how wonderful it would be if Shaolin could produce a prodigy like Wang Yang.
While everyone was watching the battle, the Sweeper Monk was already showing signs of being unable to hold his own.
He was caught off guard and was struck directly by Wang Yang's palm.
With a muffled thud, the sweeping monk frowned, a pained expression appearing on his face.
When they looked again, the person had already been sent flying backwards.
Just as the sweeping monk was about to fall to the ground, Xiao Yuanshan reacted quickly and rushed forward to help him up.
"Master!!"
Xiao Yuanshan exclaimed in surprise, his expression filled with worry.
The sweeping monk had blood at the corner of his mouth, but he still gave off a smiling impression.
He turned to look at Xiao Yuanshan, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.
Then, the sweeping monk's gaze fell on Wang Yang, and he clasped his hands together, chanting a Buddhist prayer:
"Amitabha!"
"Benefactor Wang's martial arts cultivation is profound; this old monk is in awe!"
"I have lost this match today."
Seeing that the Sweeping Monk had conceded defeat, Wang Yang smiled calmly and replied:
"You flatter me, senior!"
The sweeping monk smiled slightly; he was completely convinced of his defeat in this battle with Wang Yang.
However, what he couldn't understand was...
How did Wang Yang, at such a young age, acquire so many unique skills?
Moreover, the mastery of each of their unique skills has reached a high level.
"Could it be...could it be that he really is a martial arts genius?"
Upon thinking of this, the sweeping monk frowned slightly and asked in a low voice:
"Benefactor Wang, if I may ask, how do you come to possess so many extraordinary skills?"
“When we fought before, you kept changing your martial arts techniques, any one of which was a closely guarded secret of your respective school!”
As soon as the Sweeper Monk asked this question, all the Shaolin monks, including Xuanci, stared intently at Wang Yang.
It's one thing that Wang Yang knows Shaolin's unique skills, but he also knows the unique skills of other major martial arts schools.
The Six Meridian Divine Sword of the Dali Duan family, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms of the Beggars' Sect...
Upon hearing the sweeping monk's question, Wang Yang smiled calmly and replied:
"senior."
"If I told you that those extraordinary skills exist in my mind, would you believe me or not?"
Upon hearing Wang Yang's words, the Sweeping Monk was taken aback, his lips trembling as if he had something more to say.
For some reason, he swallowed the words that were about to come out.
After a moment's thought, the sweeping monk relaxed his brows, didn't ask any further questions, and smiled, saying:
"Buddha-nature is always pure; where can dust settle?"
"The body is a Bodhi tree, and the mind is a mirror."
"Just now, this old monk's resolve to follow the Buddha was shaken!"
Upon hearing what the sweeping monk said, Xuanci and the other Shaolin monks spontaneously put their hands together and bowed to him.
Wang Yang's expression remained largely unchanged upon seeing this.
"Senior, I have offended you greatly today, please forgive me!"
As he spoke, Wang Yang glanced around the courtyard. After their earlier exchange, the courtyard had been completely destroyed.
Upon hearing this, the sweeping monk smiled calmly and said:
“You flatter me, Benefactor Wang.”
"This little courtyard was just a place to stay; let it be destroyed!"
After chatting with the sweeping monk for a few more minutes, Wang Yang took his leave.
After leaving the Sweeping Monk's courtyard, Zhou Botong skipped over to Wang Yang and said with a smile:
"Brother Wang, you're amazing!"
"Even that old monk is no match for you."
"Why don't you reconsider and take me as your apprentice?"
Upon hearing Zhou Botong's words, Wang Yang gave a bitter smile.
Earlier, Zhou Botong had clearly stated that he wanted to become his disciple, but he was refused.
After a slight pause, Wang Yang spoke:
"Old rascal, I'm still young, I'm not considering taking on apprentices for now!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong pursed his lips helplessly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
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