Chapter 696

They stared at every movement of Fang Yang without blinking, trying to discover more techniques and mysteries from it. Fang Yang ended his demonstration, retracted his fists, and returned to his original position.

The disciples applauded one after another, praising his martial arts performance endlessly.

The Abbot stood in front of everyone, and after a moment of silence, he finally spoke.

"Fang Yang has only practiced for one afternoon, yet he has already displayed such superb martial arts techniques; it is truly amazing!"

The Abbot's voice resounded throughout the courtyard.

Hearing the Abbot's evaluation, other Shaolin disciples immediately discussed it one after another.

Someone sighed: "What kind of talent is this! Clearly, he just joined Shaolin not long ago."

Others also speculated.

"Maybe he had other martial arts cultivation experiences outside."

In short, everyone was full of curiosity and admiration for Fang Yang's ability.

However, amidst the discussion, the Abbot suddenly shouted and stopped everyone.

"Enough! You all step back!"

Everyone was frightened by the Abbot's majestic posture and sharp eyes and dared not say another word.

One by one, they retreated silently, leaving only Fang Yang and Li Zhou on the field.

Fang Yang stood on the side, his eyes flashing with confidence and firmness.

He knew he still had a long way to go, but he had already taken a solid step.

He believed in his strength and also believed that he could make greater contributions to Shaolin.

At this time, the Abbot walked to Fang Yang's side and patted his shoulder gently.

This movement seemed plain and unremarkable, but it caused a shock in Fang Yang's heart.

He could feel the Abbot's recognition and expectations for him.

"Fang Yang, the martial arts talent you displayed is rare in Shaolin."

The Abbot's tone was solemn.

"I hope you can continue to work hard in your cultivation and leave behind your own legend in our Shaolin."

Fang Yang bowed his head deeply, expressing all his gratitude to the Abbot, his mentor.

"I will work hard not to live up to your expectations."

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Fang Yang's tone was firm, and his eyes were full of determination. The Abbot patted Fang Yang's shoulder, signaling him to follow him to the place for practicing martial arts.

The field was spacious and solemn; under the sunlight, dust danced, and a peaceful atmosphere permeated the air.

The Abbot stood in the center of the field, his posture upright and full of majesty.

He began to display his superb fist technique skills.

Every move and style was smooth and powerful, like a swimming dragon traveling through the nine heavens.

Everyone watching the demonstration stared at his every movement and move without blinking.

Fang Yang was also attracted by this scene.

He followed the Abbot's every movement with focused eyes, trying to imitate the exquisite techniques displayed in the demonstration.

He felt the power and internal strength flowing between his fingertips; that feeling made him obsessed.

The sunlight shining through the window in the practice field illuminated the position where the Abbot stood, adding a touch of mystery to this peaceful and solemn scene.

Everyone said nothing at this special moment, only hearing heavy and powerful breathing sounds.

The Abbot turned to face everyone, and the steady aura on his body made the people watching feel shocked.

He said in a calm and stern tone.

"Martial arts cultivation is not just for personal growth, but also to realize one's responsibility and commitment to society. We Shaolin disciples should have reverence in our hearts and practice diligently."

Hearing the Abbot say this, everyone nodded secretly in their hearts.

Every disciple who came to the Shaolin Temple harbored a kind and selfless original intention, and Fang Yang was no exception.

Fang Yang decided to practice even harder and exert his strength to the extreme. Fang Yang stood on the practice field, his figure flexibly imitating every movement and posture of the Abbot during the demonstration.

Sometimes he waved his arms like wind sweeping away clouds, and sometimes he performed attack moves with steady steps.

Sunlight shone through the window, illuminating his focused figure.

Fang Yang's eyes were full of passion and obsession for martial arts.

He felt the power and internal strength flowing between his fingertips, and in every strike, he could realize the flow of power and the mastery of rhythm.

He seemed to have been immersed in it, integrated with this field.

Li Zhou stood on the side, admiringly watching Fang Yang crazily imitating various fist techniques.

The look he cast toward the Abbot revealed a sense of reverence.

Li Zhou knew that in martial arts cultivation, Fang Yang was a genius.

Whether it was speed, strength, or technique, he exceeded the scope of ordinary people.

Li Zhou couldn't help but sigh.

"Fang Yang, you are simply a monster! You can actually imitate various fist techniques so perfectly and master them in a short time."

His evaluation of Fang Yang aroused the agreement of everyone, and the barrage constantly scrolled with netizens' praise for Fang Yang.

Calling him a monster and expressing full agreement with Li Zhou's comments. Fang Yang decided to work harder and constantly learn new martial arts.

Fang Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

He knew he must not stop here; there were still many martial arts waiting for him to master.

Fang Yang, you can do it!

Li Zhou encouraged.

He saw a fighting spirit like a flame ignited on Fang Yang.

He also felt the passion quietly rising in the depths of his own heart.

Fang Yang opened his eyes, his gaze firm and resolute.

He waved his arms again, and his body danced flexibly along with it.

Every movement was smooth and powerful, reflecting the realm of flowing water in the application of martial arts.

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Sweat dripped from his forehead, forming small vertical lines that shone brightly in the sunlight.

Fang Yang didn't notice these trivial details at all; he focused all his attention on keeping every detail of every movement in his heart.

The onlookers encouraged Fang Yang silently; they understood that this young man was gifted and worth looking forward to.

Fang Yang was not only a monster with rare martial arts talent, but also a hot-blooded youth who was never satisfied with the status quo.

The surroundings were filled with full energy, and the small practice field became one of the liveliest and most vibrant places in the Shaolin Temple.

Whether day or night, one could see Fang Yang working hard and sweating here. Fang Yang's body shone with gorgeous light in the sunlight, and every one of his movements was as precise and elegant as if carved.

The atmosphere on the practice field became tense, and the onlookers were all attracted by Fang Yang's outstanding performance.

The Abbot looked at Fang Yang practicing and revealed a look of gratification.

He saw a young man with potential and talent. Although still young and frivolous, Fang Yang had an unfathomable introversion and spirit of exploration.

He encouraged other Shaolin disciples to learn from Fang Yang and continue to persist in their efforts.

My dear disciples, please look at our classmate Fang Yang! He is not only a disciple with extraordinary talent, but also one of the top martial arts masters in our temple.

The Abbot's voice was solemn and deep.

When other disciples heard such praise for Fang Yang, they couldn't help but show envy.

They began to ponder in their hearts why Fang Yang could be so outstanding while they were still standing still?

The Abbot continued.

"Classmate Fang Yang not only has outstanding talent and effort, but more importantly, he has a love and persistence for martial arts."

"I hope all disciples can learn from Fang Yang, practice martial arts unremittingly, and carry forward the reputation of our Shaolin Temple!"

Hearing the Abbot's encouragement, other Shaolin disciples all showed thoughtful expressions.

A young disciple stood out and cupped his fists.

"Abbot, please rest assured, we will follow the example of classmate Fang Yang and continue to work hard in our cultivation."

Others responded one after another.

"Yes! We must also practice as hard as Fang Yang!"

This small practice field was once again filled with vitality.

In the Shaolin Temple, Fang Yang became the focus of everyone's attention.