Easily Trampled

The leader, seeing this, roared, "Sixth Brother! Are you crazy! That kind of palm force isn't something you can take, dodge it!"

Yuan Mingzhi, seeing this, was filled with rage. "You arrogant brat! You're asking for death!"

Then, gritting his teeth, he used one hundred and twenty percent of his strength to attack Li Changfeng!

The Arhat Hall disciples below were shocked, thinking to themselves, "This kid's got a big heart! He actually dares to take such terrifying palm force head-on, is he courting death?!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Yuan Mingzhi ferociously unleashed a flurry of palm strikes directly onto Li Changfeng's body, emitting metallic sounds. Li Changfeng, struck by the forceful palm strikes, let out a comfortable groan, his whole body filled with a numbing sensation, feeling as good as the shiver after a good pee!

"Comfortable! So comfortable! Quick! Pat my back, let my back enjoy it too. I'll treat you to dinner after!"

Yuan Mingzhi, hearing this, looked gloomy and didn't say a word, standing there, lost in thought.

The Shaolin disciples below were silent and speechless. Suddenly, a Prajna Hall disciple shouted, startling everyone.

"Damn! Is the Shaolin Bronze Body Skill that powerful?! I freaking want to cultivate it too!"

Then, the simple-minded Prajna Hall disciple ran to the Prajna Hall elder and asked, "Elder! Can I join the Eighteen Bronze Men of the Arhat Hall?"

"Get lost! You're a Prajna Hall disciple asking me if you can join the Arhat Hall? Are you stupid or just pathetically naive? Go back and copy the Diamond Sutra ten thousand times!"

"Ah!!! Ten... ten thousand times the Diamond Sutra, Elder, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"

The Arhat Hall elder smiled with satisfaction and laughed, "Hehe! Since you like the Arhat Hall so much, I'll let you join, shall I?"

"Prajna Hall elder, you wouldn't be so narrow-minded, would you? You wouldn't make things difficult for a disciple transferring halls, would you!"

"Hmph! Go if you want! I won't stop you!"

Yuan Mingzhi looked gloomy. "Li Changfeng! Don't be happy too soon, be careful you don't get overturned in a ditch!"

"Hehe! Use whatever skills you have!"

"Take this!"

Yuan Mingzhi's entire body erupted with true energy, and he used all his strength to perform the third stance of Shaolin Cotton Palm, "Relentless Force," a thick and forceful true energy slowly gathering in his palms, his palms instantly bursting with power.

Then, with twenty-five years of internal force, he unleashed a force of two thousand four hundred pounds, fiercely attacking Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng, seeing this, didn't dare to show weakness. His entire body's true energy surged, and he used the Iron Wire Fist's Double Piercing Fists from Hung Fist. A stream of true energy slowly gathered in his fists. Then, as his fists retracted, the twelve iron rings tightened, and his fists shot out together.

With twenty-two years of internal force, plus his own seven hundred and fifty pounds of strength, he unleashed a force of two thousand five hundred pounds, colliding with those thick palms!

Bang!

The forceful fists and the thick palms connected and clashed, emitting a violent blast of air. Yuan Mingzhi's arms were directly penetrated by a forceful true energy, and a spiral force shattered the clothes on his arms, revealing streaks of blood!

Pfft!

Yuan Mingzhi was shaken by the force of the fist, causing his arm bones to crack. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out, defeated. The head of the Prajna Hall caught him and used true energy to soothe his injuries.

At this time, the martial arts elder slowly walked out and said calmly, "The Arhat Hall wins this match!"