The disciples all looked at the two people in the smoke carefully, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.

"Senior brother, you should be able to hold on, right?"

"Liu Shitou is so powerful! I only know how to practice 8 punches when rolling a stone."

"Who will win?"

"Liu Shitou. Senior brother is too trusting. Maybe he won't be injured, but he will definitely move his feet. I guess even the bone training disciples can't handle these 12 punches from the rolling stone."

Gradually, the smoke began to dissipate, and everyone looked at the competition center eagerly.

A tall figure still stood tall. Lin Yuan's handsome face appeared in front of everyone, with bright eyes and smooth black hair. The whole person exuded a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi temperament.

In front of him, Liu Baoyun sat slumped on the ground with his palms on the ground, panting like an ox and sweating like rain.

"Hiss~"

"Unscathed!"

"Senior brother, isn't he a warrior?"

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Liu Baoyun managed to stand up and bowed deeply to Lin Yuan.

"Thanks to senior brother for his hard work, junior brother was able to integrate his muscles and move towards the bone training realm! From now on, he will be at his disposal."

"It's okay, it's okay, you just lacked an introduction. After working hard, you will naturally break through."

Lin Yuan said softly, and glanced at the top of Liu Baoyun's head from the corner of his eye.

As the discussion ended, the words "destined person" faded and disappeared.

[You get a copy of Liu Baoyun’s Falling Stone Fist]

Scenes of Liu Baoyun painstakingly practicing Luoshi Fist flashed by, and for a moment, Lin Yuan felt that he had learned Luoshi Fist.

His falling stone fist skills are no less powerful than Liu Baoyun!

Lin Yuan grinned and became increasingly arrogant.

"Who else wants to compete with me, senior brother? Free tuition. If you miss today, there will be no tomorrow! Maybe you will be the next one to break through the bone training realm!"

Lin Yuan looked around and encouraged the shocked disciples.

"I, I'm coming! Senior brother, my name is Miao Duoduo!"

"Brother, my name is Zhang Chunjing! I also want to compete!"

"And me, and me!"

Liu Baoyun and the others knew very well that they had been training hard for a long time without any breakthrough. As a result, they just competed with Senior Brother Lin today before entering the bone training realm, and the hearts of all the disciples became hot.

After a while, another registered disciple collapsed on the ground. Many disciples surrounded him.

"How does it feel to compete with your senior brother?"

"Senior brother's rock-falling fist is so powerful! It hits me all over the body..." The disciple smiled stupidly.

"I'm not asking you this, hey, wake up!" Seeing that something was wrong with him, everyone hurriedly slapped him awake.

"It's almost, it's almost, I can feel it. My whole body is shaking..."

"He felt a big muscle!"

"Hurry up and break through the Jinjin training realm. I won't run away anymore."

Only then did everyone put down the fainted disciple with satisfaction, and asked more fervently to spar with Lin Yuan.

For a while, the gatekeeper disciples of the martial arts hall also joined in, and there were punches and kicks in the martial arts training ground, and cheers and cheers continued.

Sun Guofang is the steward of Pishan Martial Arts School and is responsible for the daily procurement of martial arts materials.

"No, something happened in the martial arts gym!"

When Sun Guofang came back from an outing, he saw the door of the martial arts hall open but no disciples guarding the door. He had an unknown premonition in his heart.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a large number of disciples lying on the ground in a mess, all with bruises and swollen faces.

In the center of the martial arts training ground, smoke filled the air, and several figures were flashing.

"Hold on!"

"Too strong, no match for me at all!"

Some disciples are wailing.

After a while, a disciple flew out of the smoke and lay on the ground, groaning.

"What a thief, you chose this time to come to the gym. No, I have to find the owner of the gym as soon as possible."

Sun Guofang did not dare to stay, so he hurriedly called for a carriage and galloped towards the Aoki Martial Arts Hall.

"How dare you kick my martial arts studio!"

Bang

Wang Zhong grabbed the armrest of the chair in his hand and stood up with a cold tone,

"It seems that since I, the Splitting Mountain Palm King, have not taken action in the city for two years, some people have forgotten the color of blood."

"Why should Mr. Wang get so angry? He is nothing more than a clown." The majestic man at the banquet said.

"Master Qin, I've made you laugh. I have to go back first."

Wang Zhong looked apologetic, drank a glass of wine in one gulp, and said goodbye to the man in the seat.
Chapter completed!