The tiger kicked towards Ye Xiangyang with its hind legs at an incredible speed.
Although Ye Xiangyang dodged quickly, he was still hit by the green gown.
Swish! The sharp tiger claws, like a dagger, cut through Ye Xiangyang's gown.
The tiger's tail was like a steel whip, hurling towards Ye Xiangyang in mid-air. The tiger's tail made a whistling sound, humming and forming a series of afterimages.
Ye Xiangyang stepped back seven or eight steps quickly before he narrowly avoided the tiger's tail sweep.
The tiger made three moves, making Ye Xiangyang break out in a cold sweat. The tiger came out of the mountain, roared to the sky, and its mighty power overwhelmed the mountain. Its imposing manner was shocking and oppressed his soul. Then, it pounced forward with the powerful momentum of the invincible and mighty king of beasts. It lifted its hind hips, so fast that it was unbelievable. The tiger's tail swept across like a whip.
This series of actions was even faster than Bai Feiyu's.
It was the first time that Ye Xiangyang saw a tiger, and he naturally had an instinctive fear deep in his heart, and his movements were a little slow. If it weren't for Tianwu's secret help, he would have almost been injured by the tiger.
The tiger turned around, and the patterns on its face moved a few times like a waterfall. The low whimpering sounded like thunder that shook Ye Xiangyang's soul.
The Tianwu Divine Turtle watched all this in Ye Xiangyang's mind as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't care. He said lazily: "Boy, the strong ones step through danger step by step. If they can't get through, they will die."
Ye Xiangyang was extremely mentally stimulated from the fear and shock just now to the fact that he had no way to retreat facing the tiger.
The sound of his fists crackling made an audible sound, and a desire to defeat the enemy slowly rose in his mind.
Southern Bear Fist!
Long Tengkong also let out a long roar, and the sound was like tearing cloth, shaking the valley. This was the fearlessness that came from the bottom of his heart and was a challenge to the limits of his own life.
His voice echoed in the vast forests and among the boundless green mountains.
Ye Xiangyang rushed towards the tiger without any hesitation.
A tiger descends from the mountain, an old bear hits a tree, a bear stands on a tiger, an eagle attacks a rabbit...
The tiger fought a desperate battle with Ye Xiangyang using his natural hunting skills.
Bang! A punch hit the tiger's abdomen. The tiger was knocked out about eight feet by Ye Xiangyang and fell to the ground with a thud.
Ye Xiangyang didn't stop at all. He took two steps over and rushed over to the old bear that was hitting the tree. He rushed over with his whole body. Bang, it hit the tiger's chest and abdomen directly, and a crackling sound was heard.
Bang, bang, bang…
After a few punches, he hit the tiger's head. Amid the tiger's miserable cries, Ye Xiangyang withdrew his punches.
The tiger was bleeding from all seven orifices and was beaten to death by him.
Only when the mind is fearless can one be fearless; only when one defeats oneself can one defeat one's opponent, no matter what kind of test comes.
"Kill!" Ye Xiangyang's fist was as strong as a mountain. He beat wolves and bears to death without hesitation.
One night, we traveled 150 miles along Turtle Back Mountain.
Ye Xiangyang's body was covered in blood.
I don’t know how the Tianwu Divine Turtle came up with the medicine, but after applying it on the body, the wound was completely healed in less than a quarter of an hour.
There is a valley ahead.
Under the guidance of the Tianwu Divine Turtle, Ye Xiangyang entered the cave and rested for two hours. This was not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.
The Martial God Heavenly Art brought him enormous benefits. The attacks of the monsters, when hitting him, became energy for him and promoted his cultivation.
For half a day and a night, he had experienced so many fights, first with Bai Feiyu, then with Menghu, and then with Canglang... His mental strength had been overdrawn.
Ye Xiangyang was fast asleep, and the Tianwu Divine Turtle and the Nine-horned Black Tortoise Cauldron appeared at the entrance of the cave. The entire entrance of the cave disappeared on the mountain wall.
The Tianwu Divine Turtle killed these wild beasts and collected their blood. The blood was stronger than that of the lowest level wild bull. After all, it was the blood of a real ferocious beast, containing the fierce aura and energy essence of the ferocious beast.
He cut off some tiger meat and roasted it slowly inside the nine-cornered basalt cauldron.
Bai Feiyu followed Ye Xiangyang's path and slowly explored. He found at least twenty places where people fought with wild beasts or monsters. Deep in his heart, he couldn't help but admire Ye Xiangyang's toughness. Even if it was him in the dark night, he would definitely die in the hands of the Dark Night Killer.
How could he know that Ye Xiangyang had the guidance of the Tianwu Divine Turtle in advance, and that the Tianwu Divine Turtle used its spiritual power to illuminate the venue at that time.
If it were Ye Xiangyang himself, he would have been finished long ago.
Bai Feiyu was looking for Ye Xiangyang, and the five elders of the Ye family were also looking for Ye Xiangyang. They went fifty miles into the mountains.
More than 200 people from the Black Panther Xuanshi Group also entered the vast Turtle Back Mountain.
In Xuanwu County, the Xuanshi in the Ye Family Compound received the news and began to make plans, waiting for the arrival of the third leader of the Black Panther Xuanshi Group. It was their mission to intercept and kill the third leader.
Some people were even patrolling around the Danding Shenzong's alchemy hall to see if there were any suspicious people coming in or out.
Ye Xiangyang slowly opened his eyes and slept for an hour and a half.
As soon as he woke up, he smelled the aroma of roasted meat and felt his stomach growling with hunger.
He looked at the Tianwu Divine Turtle with gratitude, knowing that if it had not been for the Tianwu Divine Turtle's help, he would have been buried in the beast's belly last night.
After swallowing several kilograms of tiger meat, Ye Xiangyang regained his spirits.
He did not speak, but sat cross-legged in meditation, going over the experience of a night of fighting again in his mind.
Then he stood up and started to perform Southern Bear Fist.
Standing there, Ye Xiangyang's aura changed, becoming more fierce, with a strong wild breath. An old bear pulling out a tree, a tiger descending from the mountain, an eagle attacking a rabbit, a bear standing on its side... When the Southern Bear Fist was thrown, each punch was accompanied by a roar, like the roar of a wild beast, shocking people.
After hitting him three times in a row, Ye Xiangyang stopped his hand, his eyes were clear.
The boxing skills have indeed improved. The improvement is that the wildness of the Tiger King has been integrated into the boxing skills.
Ye Xiangyang looked towards the direction of Zhenhai City. Yesterday afternoon, the person who blocked him at the foot of the mountain, Bai Feiyu, was from the Black Panther Mystic Group. So, the Black Panther Mystic Group was either commissioned by someone, or they wanted to achieve an unknown purpose to destroy him in Guibei Mountain without anyone noticing.
Ye Xiangyang was filled with rage. In the past, he had no strength and was bullied; now, after growing up, he was still bullied. This situation must change.
I will not offend anyone unless they offend me, but if someone offends me I will kill them; this is Ye Xiangyang's creed.
If anything happens to me, my parents will return to the same miserable situation as before. No, it will be even more miserable than before, because their only hope is gone.
Black Panther Xuanshi Group, damn it!
They touched Ye Xiangyang's reverse scale.
"Tianwu, you said you can increase my speed, can we start?" Ye Xiangyang asked.
A dark little turtle emerged from the Nine-cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron. He smiled and said, "Okay, cut me a piece of wood that's more than three feet long and as thick as an arm."
After the wood was whittled, the dark fist-sized turtle actually became the size of a human in front of Ye Xiangyang. He stretched out his hand to grab the branch and chuckled, "This kind of training is very simple. It means that every time I attack you 1,200 times, my speed is constant. As long as you can completely dodge, you will pass the first level. Then, my speed will increase again. When I can't hit you once after 1,200 attacks, you will pass another level."
Ye Xiangyang nodded: "Okay, let's start."
Snap, a stick hit him on the shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of popping was heard in the cave.
"Oh, oh, this is a sneak attack, it doesn't count." Ye Xiangyang roared while dodging.
Tianwu didn't care and the wooden sticks came at Ye Xiangyang from all directions like raindrops.
"You are talking nonsense. If your opponent wants to fight you, does he have to wait until you are ready? If you are not careful, you will die."
Snap, snap…
With a thud, Ye Xiangyang fell to the ground. The twelve hundred sticks completely hit Ye Xiangyang, and not a single one of them missed.
Ye Xiangyang's whole body was swollen, like a ball. He was hit all over by 1,200 sticks. Each stick hurt deep into his bones, but none of them broke any tendons or bones.
Bang! The Nine-Cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron fell down, and the Heavenly Martial Divine Turtle pointed at Ye Xiangyang and said, "Enter the Nine-Cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron to practice."
Ye Xiangyang entered the Nine-horned Black Tortoise Cauldron, sat in the middle of the monster's blood and practiced the Tianwu Divine Art. When he was about to practice the Nanxiong Art, Tianwu stopped him: "Only practice your body, don't practice Xuanli now. When you find the treasure of heaven and earth and open the Black Snake, you will have the heavenly grade technique "Tianxuan Divine Art" for you to practice."
"The reason why I asked you to practice the Southern Bear Skill to the third level is because this is necessary to unlock the Profound Heavenly Skill in the future. Do you understand?"
Ye Xiangyang's heart was shocked with joy. It was a heavenly-level technique, a heavenly-level technique for cultivating profound energy.
If this thing gets out, I'm afraid the Three Saints Palace and the six major sects will start a bloody battle. The preciousness of the Heavenly Grade Martial Arts is unparalleled.
The type of martial arts you practice also determines the future of your martial arts career.
People with the same qualifications can be promoted to Xuan Master if they can punch ten times by practicing Yellow-grade techniques; they can be promoted to Xuan General if they can punch thirty times by practicing Xuan-grade techniques; they can be promoted to Xuan Zong if they can punch sixty times by practicing Earth-grade techniques; and they can be promoted to Xuan Ancestor if they can punch a hundred times by practicing Heaven-grade techniques.
If one practices advanced skills from the very beginning, it will bring unexpected benefits to the practitioner.
Therefore, those sect disciples are much stronger than family disciples. Even if they have the same cultivation level, they will be killed instantly by sect disciples.
This is the reason why the level of martial arts techniques is low.
Ye Xiangyang fully activated the Martial God Heavenly Skill, and his whole body radiated a golden light. Golden tortoise shell patterns were clearly visible on his delicate skin.
Streams of energy slowly flowed along the lines on Ye Xiangyang's body.
The essence in the blood slowly entered his body.
While practicing, Ye Xiangyang recalled the movements of the Tianwu Divine Turtle's stick and thought about how to avoid it.
After an hour, Ye Xiangyang felt the color of his skin gradually turn green. He opened his eyes wide and said, "Damn, one hour of practice today is equivalent to a whole day."