Who's Afraid Of Whom?

With a stern expression on his face and his heaven encompassing palm, that sparkling golden Buddha Palm descended down the sky just like the Five Fingered Mountain that was used to suppress the monkey.

"Damn all of you bald monks! Do you guys only know how to use palm techniques?!" Lin Fan's powers rumbled as he slammed out with a single fist. When the fist collided with the palm strike, a reverberating sound boomed out.

"So strong!"

With just a preliminary exchange of blows, Lin Fan was already able to get a rough understanding of the other party's strength.

The strength of this Ancestral Buddha was definitely beyond the Supreme state. Just that palm alone was enough for Lin Fan to tell that there was more from where that came. In fact, the powers were relentless, and brought with it some feedback as well.