Chapter 701

The Abbot turned around and looked at the two with a solemn expression.

"By practicing it, you can cultivate internal energy that is more powerful and profound than ever before."

The Abbot looked at the barrages flying across the screen with a smile, his gaze calm and firm.

He was neither angry nor explaining, because he knew that answering could not change others' views.

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He just faced it indifferently.

What level of cultivator is the Abbot?

A barrage flickered.

The Abbot still smiled, not answering immediately.

He knew these questions would only make people think wildly; he was just an ordinary old man.

No matter what realm he had cultivated to, he could not change his current identity and role.

The Abbot is definitely not an ordinary person!

Another barrage appeared.

Immediately after, more barrages began to emerge.

Such internal energy and palm techniques could never be possessed by ordinary people!

The Abbot must have practiced peerless martial arts!

Fang Yang and Li Zhou both felt a little embarrassed when reading the barrages on the screen.

Although they already had a very high evaluation of the Abbot, they didn't expect netizens to evaluate him so controversially.

The barrage on the screen continued to emerge.

More people were conquered by the Abbot's indifferent, confident, and calm attitude.

The Abbot is truly a saint of the Buddha Gate!

The Buddha gives you infinite light power!

The Abbot's eyes are like torches!

Netizens sent barrages one after another to express their agreement with what the Abbot said.

They began to believe that the Abbot was not an ordinary old man, but a cultivator with profound cultivation.

They were conquered by the Abbot's strength and cultivation, unable to imagine that an ordinary person could possess such power and internal energy.

The Abbot performed the Great Vajra Palm again.

A solemn and fierce aura radiated from his whole body, making people feel shocked and reverent.

The audience off the stage watched the Abbot's performance in surprise.

Unable to imagine that an ordinary old man could have such power and internal energy.

The cheers of other disciples came one after another, and they applauded continuously.

They were moved by the strength displayed by the Abbot and were even more full of confidence and reverence for the Shaolin Temple.

The barrage on the screen also became more lively.

"The Abbot is truly amazing!"

"The Shaolin Temple is indeed a magical place!"

"Such internal energy and palm techniques only exist in legends, right?"

Some netizens began to send barrages to express their reverence for this ancient place of martial arts inheritance.

"The saint of the Buddha Gate is indeed well-deserved!"

"I have decided to go to the Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts!"

Fang Yang looked at the barrages flying across the screen one after another and couldn't help but smile.

The Abbot's cultivation and internal energy were not just the inheritance of techniques, but also a guidance of spiritual power.

Li Zhou also felt the solemn and fierce aura on the Abbot, and his heart was full of reverence.

The Abbot looked at the barrages flying across the screen with a smile; he was not proud of these praises.

Nor would he be shaken by questioning. He knew deeply what was most important on the path of cultivation.

It was not the evaluation and expectations of the outside world for himself, but his own affirmation of his own pursuit.

Amidst the applause and barrage sounds, the Abbot continued to perform the Great Vajra Palm.

Every strike made the audience off the stage amazed.

His movements were heavy yet agile, and every palm force accurately hit the target.

His palm technique seemed to turn into golden lightning, instantly traveling through the air.

Every strike carried huge power, making people feel incredibly shocked. After the Abbot retracted his palms, he smiled, and a look of gratification appeared in his eyes.

He knew the difficulty of the palm technique and did not expect Fang Yang to fully comprehend it.

He walked to Fang Yang and asked.

"Fang Yang, how much have you comprehended?"

Although Fang Yang was proficient in various technologies and tools, he still had many deficiencies in palm techniques.

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Although he could completely imitate the master's movements, he was still lacking in the process of using internal energy and controlling power.

He lowered his head to think for a moment, then answered honestly.

"Abbot, I have comprehended more than half."

The Abbot shook his head with a smile.

"Palm techniques are much harder than fist techniques; comprehension requires time and experience accumulation."

He did not blame Fang Yang for his deficiencies; in his view, this was just a process.

Li Zhou stood on the side observing the conversation between the master and the apprentice silently, his heart full of admiration and emotion.

This kind of interaction between master and apprentice was what he had always longed to have.

The Abbot's gaze slowly turned to the speed of the barrage scrolling on the screen.

Among these internet beings, he could feel the dissatisfaction with Fang Yang's arrogance.

"This Fang Yang is too confident!"

"Self-righteous guy, actually dares to compete with the Abbot!"

"Those who look down on their master are destined to fail."

The questioning and dissatisfaction in the barrage made the Abbot frown slightly, but he did not get angry, just smiled faintly.

He understood that on the path of cultivation, questioning and negation were inevitable.

Facing these voices, he did not want to defend or argue.

Li Zhou looked at the Abbot, seemingly signaling that the Abbot should stop Fang Yang's arrogance.

The Abbot smiled slightly and said faintly to the screen.

"Fang Yang is the first disciple I have accepted; his talent and potential are unquestionable."

The barrage on the screen appeared densely and angrily.

"This guy is too much!"

"Does he think he is invincible?"

"Give him some color to see!"

Li Zhou frowned, and there was a trace of unhappiness in his eyes.

He was not against others questioning Fang Yang, but he was worried that such voices would have a negative impact on Fang Yang's cultivation.

He walked to Fang Yang and asked in a low voice.

"Do you think these voices will affect you?"

Fang Yang shook his head and answered confidently.

"I will not be disturbed by these. They only see the superficial and do not understand my true strength."

Li Zhou felt slightly relieved, but still couldn't help but remind.

"You must remember that on the path of cultivation, humility and calmness are essential qualities."

Li Zhou looked at the comments on the screen, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

Fang Yang felt the barrage comments on the screen, but he was not affected by them.

He knew that only true strength could prove everything.

He clenched his fists gently, his body sank slightly, and his brows were locked.