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The audience looked at him in amazement, unable to believe what they saw.

The abbot stood aside silently, watching Fang Yang.

He sighed.

"I'm so old."

The abbot's voice was low and tired, and the vigor of his youth had gradually disappeared.

Fang Yang walked to the abbot, patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Master, you have taught me all your knowledge. I only use what I have learned to perform this palm technique.

"You did very well."

The abbot turned to look at Fang Yang.

"Although I have never seen a disciple who is as dedicated to practicing palm techniques as you are."

Fang Yang replied with a smile.

"This is because I am full of love for this palm technique. Master, you have never treated me badly. Every time you teach me, I have benefited a lot.

The two communicated with each other, and the mutual understanding revealed in their eyes made people feel the deep master-disciple friendship between them.

Fang Yang realized that his strength had surpassed that of the abbot.

But he never felt a trace of pride, only gratitude and respect for his master.

The abbot patted Fang Yang on the shoulder.

"You have surpassed me. In the future you will become the leader and lead our Shaolin Temple to glory. y

Fang Yang lowered his head and responded with respect.

"Master, I will work hard."

Fang Yang took the remaining palm skills handed over to him by the abbot and smiled slightly, his eyes shining with persistence and desire.

He looked at those palm techniques, each move was full of the abbot's years of hard work and wisdom.

It's like a secret book that opens the door to a whole new world.

The atmosphere in the scene became serious and solemn.

The abbot looked at Fang Yang quietly and said seriously.

"You will get stronger and stronger, practice hard."

His tone revealed his expectation and trust in Fang Yang.

After saying this, he turned and left.

Fang Yang stood quietly, his heart filled with a sense of responsibility and responsibility.

He felt a heavy pressure and sense of mission on himself.

He understands that he has been given an extremely valuable opportunity, and at the same time he also understands the responsibilities and difficulties that this opportunity brings.

Turning to look at Li Zhou standing aside, he asked.

"Am I too high-profile?"

Li Zhou answered with a smile.

"Nothing wrong, but that's just how you grow."

He deeply understands that as a genius, there are inevitable prides and challenges on the road of growth...

Li Zhou never felt that Fang Yang's high profile was a kind of arrogance. Instead, he saw Fang Yang's firm determination and strength.

Fang Yang smiled bitterly. Although he had surpassed the abbot, he also felt more pressure.

He understood that only by working harder to practice palm skills could he be able to shoulder his responsibility as a disciple.

He swore to himself that he would live up to his master's expectations

Fang Yang stood on the martial arts training ground with a fierce and anti-epidemic aura around him.

He proudly used the palm skills taught to him by the abbot just now to perfection.

Showing his strength with extremely skillful movements.

At the same time, in the 2.5 room of the online live broadcast, the barrages rolled rapidly like raindrops.

When netizens saw this, they also launched a series of ridicule and criticism.

"Fang Yang is finished, the abbot has been hit."

"How dare you call yourself a genius?"

These barrages are meaningful and seemingly insignificant, but they hit Fang Yang's heart hard.

However, he was not shaken by the doubts from the outside world.

Instead, he focused more on his own practice. .