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Chapter 020 The master is angry, the diamond palm shows its power

Ren Jian secretly hated Kanazawa Akabori in his heart, and suddenly stopped fighting well. Ren Jian wanted to run over and strangle him to death.

However, thinking of his image as a monk at this time, Ren Jian could only endure it. However, Kanazawa Akabori was still challenging him to death. Does Kanazawa Akabori really think that he only has defense, but attack is a weakness?

If it weren't for the fear of exposing his power, no one would dare to hit him again in the future, or other martial arts schools would not dare to accept his challenge again, Ren Jian would have walked over and slapped him to death.

"I want to endure it, but if a little bit of tolerance, I will make a big plan. I am the one who does big things..." Ren Jian kept comforting himself in his heart, and finally calmed down a little anger.

Seeing Ren Jian speechless, Kanazawa Akabori thought he had guessed correctly. Ren Jian had only made a golden bell cover and did not practice other Chinese martial arts. He immediately shouted: "Don't the master dare? As long as the master says that Chinese martial arts are not as good as karate, and then apologizes to Karate, then I will let the master..."

Seeing Kanazawa Akabori's appearance as a villain, Ren Jian's anger suddenly burst out. Now he can't care about anything else, just want to teach Kanazawa Akabori a lesson.

Ren Jian has always wanted to be beaten by others. This is the first time he has the urge to beat someone, which shows how angry Ren Jian is now.

"As you wish!" Ren Jian stomped his feet suddenly, and the floor suddenly cracked, spreading around like a spider web. Ren Jian's figure was already shooting towards Kanazawa Akabori like lightning.

Kanazawa Akabori reacted slowly. Seeing Ren Jian attacking, he saw a special alloy steel knife in his hand and slashed Huashan with one move. The target was obviously Ren Jian's head.

Kanazawa Akabori's speed is very fast for ordinary people, but it is far from enough for Ren Jian.

Ren Jian was not anxious or slow, he clamped the sharp blade with his two fingers, and with a light force, the knife made of special alloy steel was directly broken into two pieces. Kanazawa Akabori looked panicked when he saw this, and he retreated repeatedly, and was quickly forced to the corner of the wall.

"Vajra palm power!" Ren Jian roared, and saw his palm flashing with golden luster, and his palm was as fast as lightning strike at Kanazawa Akabori's head.

"Boom!..." With a loud bang, dust covered the sky, and the whole audience was silent, and they were shocked by the destructive power caused by Ren Jian's palm!

Kanazawa Akabori looked at the wall behind him blankly. Is this still the power of human beings? Is this the real Chinese martial arts? It turns out that Ren Jian did not hit Kanazawa Akabori's head, but the wall behind Kanazawa Akabori. Although Ren Jian was angry, he also knew that live broadcasts should not be used to kill people.

"Amitabha, this is the Chinese martial arts that the donor wants to see. I don't know how much the Vajra Palm is compared to Fusang's karate?" Ren Jian looked calm and stood proudly in the center of the martial arts field, showing his style as a master.

Kanazawa Akabori obviously hadn't come back to her senses from the shock. Ren Jian's palm could be killed on the spot, even a cow could be killed on the spot.

At this time, the staff of Baisha TV came to their senses and turned the camera directly to give a close-up on the wall. Countless viewers who were watching the live broadcast were deeply shocked by the power of Ren Jian's King Kong Palm.

A huge hole appeared on the wall, and Ren Jianyi's palm actually penetrated the wall. You know, this is a cement wall. Not to mention breaking through with his hands, even if he smashed it with a hammer, it would not be easy to smash it through the wall.

"This...this is Shaolin's 72 unique skills..." Kanazawa Akabori took a deep breath and calmed down the shock in her heart.

"Not bad! It's the Vajra Palm, one of the seventy-two unique skills."

"Chinese martial arts are really profound, I admit defeat! The martial arts hall will close immediately according to the master's request." Kanazawa Akabori looked decadent, not only because the martial arts hall was forced to close, but most importantly, he was deeply hit by Ren Jian.

Perhaps because he has won the Global Karate Competition Championship for three consecutive times, Akabori Kanazawa has always regarded himself very well, but now he finds that he is as weak as an ant compared to Ren Jian. When facing Ren Jian, he has no power to resist at all.

Kanazawa Akabori's belief has always been that because Ren Jian's palm collapsed. Kanazawa Akabori used to think that karate was the world's strongest fighting technique, but now Kanazawa Akabori found that karate was not even qualified to carry shoes for Chinese martial arts...

"Master, Master, we support you..." Seeing Ren Jian defeated Kanazawa Akabori, the crowd suddenly became excited, and countless people shouted to support Ren Jian.

Seeing this, Ren Jian looked around with a smile, folded his hands together, nodded to thank him. This humiliating demeanor made many people secretly admire him.

"Oh! I'm still too impulsive..." Ren Jian was already a little regretful in his heart. He regretted that he shouldn't have exposed his power impulsively. If other martial arts schools knew about this, who would dare to accept his challenge? Who would dare to hit him again?

Ren Jian's purpose of kicking the museum is to be beaten, not really to revitalize Chinese martial arts. If those martial arts schools are so scared that they will close their doors, Ren Jian will be in tears.

"Amitabha, since the donor decided to close the martial arts hall, I will say goodbye." Ren Jian nodded to Kanazawa Akabori, then strode towards the martial arts hall door, and the crowd took the initiative to make way for Ren Jian.

"Master, please wait a moment. Can we interview you?" Li Jingwen walked over at this time.

"Amitabha, please ask the female donor!" Ren Jian felt a lot more depressed when he saw the beauty walking towards him. Unfortunately, he is a monk now, otherwise he could have ambiguous relationship with the female anchor.

"Hello, Master, we are very curious about Shaolin Temple. I wonder if the master can tell us about the situation of Shaolin Temple. In addition, does Shaolin inner sect still accept disciples?" Li Jingwen asked questions that most people were concerned about, especially those who wanted to become disciples, who looked at Ren Jian nervously.

Although Ren Jian still had a smile on his face, he felt a little distressed in his heart. He had never been to Shaolin Temple. How could he know what the situation in Shaolin Temple is now? As for the Shaolin inner sect, Ren Jian made up it up. Who knows whether Shaolin inner sect will accept disciples.

"Amitabha, Shaolin inner sect is limited to the rules, so I am not convenient to say more. However, Shaolin inner sect recruits disciples from outside every March. If you donors want to become a disciple, that means you can only wait next year."

What Ren Jian didn't know was that he didn't know how many people he had cheated on this sentence. Thousands of people went to Shaolin Temple next year, but learned that Shaolin had no inner sect at all.

"It's such a pity..." Li Jingwen looked disappointed. Not only Li Jingwen, but also many viewers in front of the TV were sad.

After seeing the extraordinary power of Ren Jian’s Golden Bell Cover and Vajra Palm, I don’t know how many people want to join Shaolin to practice martial arts, but the answer he got here at Ren Jian was that he would no longer accept disciples this year, which disappointed many people who were full of expectations.

"Master, I wonder how long have you practiced the Golden Bell Cover and Vajra Palm?" Li Jingwen asked curiously.

"I joined the Shaolin inner sect at the age of eight, and since then, I have been practicing the golden bell cover and the Vajra Palm. It has been sixteen years since then." Ren Jian tried his best to pretend to be a memory-like look on his face.
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