Wang Longhu marveled secretly. This punch of his had at least a 1,200-jin impact, yet it only managed to make this fierce tiger in front sway its head slightly, showing just how robust its physique was.
But such robustness was precisely to Wang Longhu’s liking. Since it was so tough, he would just land a few more punches. Such a fleshy sandbag was not easy to co by.
"Roar!" With a roar, the tiger twisted its paws on the ground. The muscles on its four large legs bulged with clear outlines, erupting with terrifying power and pouncing toward Wang Longhu again.
This pounce likely carried no less than a 2,300-jin force. Wang Longhu shouted, "Good timing!"
His legs sank slightly, assuming the Three-Body Stand posture, his waist slightly leaned forward, and his spine behind cracked noisily, with an entire spine protruding through the skin, creating visible contours on his body.
In Xingyi Boxing’s Twelve Forms Fist, there is Tiger Form Boxing, which aims to mimic a tiger’s shape and learn the beast’s essence.
The spine’s rising is the bodily manifestation when a tiger exerts its force to the pinnacle. As Wang Longhu’s double fists thrust out, the mountain forest was instantly resounded with two deafening explosions, even causing the ground to tremble slightly.
At this mont, a trace of shock silently flickered in the eyes of the pouncing tiger.
Before its eyes, it seed like an illusion appeared: the standing Wang Longhu had vanished, replaced by a powerful, muscle-bound fierce tiger with black pupils and a gigantic maw.
It was not hunting humanity but battling its own kind.
Without giving this tiger much ti to think, Wang Longhu’s double fists in Tiger Form Cannon heavily clashed with the tiger’s paws.
Facing the king of beasts, Wang Longhu certainly wouldn’t act as complacent as when he fought Zhang Jinbao, with his promise not to use Dark Force.
Boom!
In an instant, the force of the punch surged out, and the tiger’s forelimbs instantly emitted several crisp cracking sounds. Even as strong as the king of beasts, it couldn’t withstand the Dark Force entering its body.
It could only fall to the ground with a wretched cry. But a beast’s ferocity differs from humans; the more they hurt, the more fiercely they fight back.
As it fell, the tiger swiped upward at Wang Longhu’s chest, its sharp claws erging from its flesh, each like a dagger.
If this claw landed, even Horizontal Training could hardly prevent being instantly disemboweled.
Wang Longhu laughed coldly, fiercely kicking his foot, aiming accurately at the opponent’s forelimb joint. With a crisp sound, the tiger’s claw powerlessly collapsed to the ground. It was as if its entire forelimb had been kicked and broken by Wang Longhu, losing all ability to move.
Though Baji Fist is boxing, it also includes human techniques of rubbing kicks, sweeping kicks, stomping, side kicking, and straight thrust kicking.
Wang Longhu’s recent kick was a Baji rubbing kick, emphasizing unexpected attack on the opponent’s ankle bone, shinbone, calf, foot, waist, and side, aiming solely to knock down or break.
Now Wang Longhu’s physique and strength far exceeded normal humans, and this rubbing kick hitting bone joints, even a full-grown South China tiger, was unbearable.
In such a prival forest, breaking a forelimb ans facing death with little distinction.
Even if this tiger doesn’t die by an adversary, it would starve to death for failing to capture prey.
"Beast, trying to make your dinner is the biggest mistake you’ll ever make in your life. Given you’re injured like this, freeing you ans death, I might as well send you to reincarnation." Wang Longhu looked at the lying tiger, instantly making up his mind in his heart.
Kill!
Yet just as he was about to pick up his spear for a decisive kill, the tiger suddenly twisted its body, sweeping its tail fiercely toward him.
This tiger tail, like a big whip, struck with a trendous sound, indicating its substantial strength. Wang Longhu wasn’t expecting this animal still had the courage to resist.
Imdiately performing a Mud Treading Step to dodge the sweeping range of the tail, he kicked up his spear, gripping it with both hands, and thrust it fiercely into the ground.
The spearhead pierced into the tiger’s eye, straight into the brain, pinning its entire head firmly into the ground. Despite the tiger’s death struggles, Wang Longhu didn’t loosen his grip until its body gradually ceased moving, then twisted the spear, completely crushing the tiger’s brain.
He extracted the spearhead from its eye socket, now stained with red and white matter.
Throughout history, those who have slain or battled tigers were extraordinary heroes and fierce generals, whose exploits are sung throughout the countryside, recorded in local folklore, becoming legends eagerly discussed by the people.
At this mont, Wang Longhu had also accomplished this.
An adult tiger, at the peak of its strength and stamina, had perished at his hands, a feat even more significant than defeating Nalan Lei.
"If it were Nalan Lei, that old guy would have no outco but to be torn apart alive by this tiger. Without the fiercest strength, relying solely on Supre Taoist’s Tai Chi’s reflective life-nurturing energy is insufficient to slay such a beast." Wang Longhu quietly evaluated while staring at the tiger’s corpse.
If a python’s entire body was treasure, then a tiger’s was treasure among treasures: its bones, skin, at, and penis all fetching high prices.
rely taking this tiger out intact ant Wang Longhu was already earning handsoly from this trip into the mountains.
But making money wasn’t the real purpose of Wang Longhu’s venture into Min Province to beco a herbalist. Seeking more dangerous environnts to train martial arts was his goal.
On just the first night entering these mountains, he encountered a tiger. The upcoming days would undoubtedly be even more perilous.
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