The frail-looking old monk was surprisingly not proficient in Buddhist Dharma, focusing on Qi cultivation, but rather a formidable martial monk skilled in the Martial Path with an extreme physique.
In a trance, what appeared before Lu Ren seemed not to be merely a hand but rather the entire earth being lifted by it, heavy and boundless, welcoming Lu Ren.
This old monk seemed to merely raise his hand simply and honestly, but it actually contained the Bodhisattva Path Fruit he had accumulated throughout his life, with unity of heart and mind, mind-body integration.
A single thought can summon infinite Martial Arts power.
Lu Ren's punching speed had already exceeded three Mach, fast enough to stir up a furious, ocean-like white turbulent stream scattered outwards, embodying all he had learned.
Boom!
