Sssss!
In an abandoned factory, black snakes slithered through.
In the center of the open space was a blood pool several ters wide, with the silhouette of a person in a black hooded robe sitting cross-legged with their eyes tightly closed.
Buzz!
Ripples spread across the blood pool, as if an invisible force was being activated.
Soon after, the level of blood in the pool rapidly decreased, as if it were all being absorbed by the figure in the center.
In no more than ten seconds, the blood pool dried up, revealing the recessed pool constructed with tal isolation around it.
"More dead blood, this won’t fully heal my wounds."
"You should be capturing so living people for ; their life essence is strong enough."
The person in the black hooded robe opened their eyes and spoke coldly, their tone filled with dissatisfaction.
Peering through a sliver of light, one could see that their face was triangular and covered with black serpent-like scales.
"You’re too greedy."
Soone responded in a deep voice, and upon looking around, there were several other people present.
Most of them were half-modified people with signs of tal modifications on their arms or legs, with the leader being a fully transford person.
Their body was covered in brown tal patterns, wearing a helt that resembled brown rock.
"You don’t understand."
"Only when I’m fully healed can I use divine power to locate the target."
The black-robed man said coldly, and the transford person in front of him fell into a brief silence.
"We don’t care about the thods of your Snake Spirit Sect."
"But you need to understand, we are rely collaborators, not your servants."
The transford person spoke in a low voice, coldly staring at him.
"Councilman Zhao has only given you three days."
"If you don’t find the target, you know the consequences."
With those words, he turned and left, as his followers proceeded to pour blood into the tal pool.
Witnessing this scene, the black hooded man’s gaze grew even colder.
Shadows of snakes erged from beneath his black robe, and the black serpent scales on his face flickered in and out of visibility.
...
[Fla Tiger Stance: Tiger Stance!]
"Is this secret dicine...this powerful?"
Inside the courtyard house, Chen Feng looked at the progress of his skill on the panel before him, slightly surprised.
A single leap to the Tiger Stance level had saved him at least eight Breakthrough Light Groups.
Thanks to this, his physical attributes had once again increased.
[Strength: 15.5→16.0]
[Agility: 14.0→14.6]
[Constitution: 17.8→18.7]
[Will: 15.7→16.3]
"A 2.6 point increase in attributes."
Clenching his fist, Chen Feng felt a slight increase in his body’s strength.
Perhaps it was due to the strengthening of the Giant Tiger Technique, giving him an exceptionally powerful physique, so he felt the increase was not very noticeable.
Similarly, with strength...
But...
Chen Feng focused his mind and guided the internal power with his intention.
In a short while, a strand of White Light Strength appeared between his palms.
It was faint and sparse.
It wasn’t as thick as Zhao Tingxiao’s half-inch, nor did it cover his palms like Cao Tong’s.
It seed it would dissipate with a re gust of wind.
However, Chen Feng knew that this was the true sign of beginning Inner Refinent.
Inner training of the five viscera and six bowels, birthing a strand of power.
Then, by continuously strengthening it, one could amplify the might of their moves, every action being enhanced by the power.
Just like Cao Tong, whose own strength was at Professional-level Peak, around four hundred kilograms.
But with the use of power, he could unleash destructive force comparable to seven or eight hundred kilograms in an instant.
And Zhao Tingxiao, there was no need to elaborate.
"But how do I strengthen it?"
Chen Feng pondered with so confusion.
Perhaps no one had ntioned the key points to him before because they did not expect him to make a breakthrough so quickly.
The Fla Tiger Stance had already reached Tiger Stance, with no further progress.
Clearly, this was the limit of this foundational martial art.
"Perhaps I should ask my cheap master tomorrow."
Chen Feng rembered Li Tong’s final instruction, telling him and Zhao Tingxiao to find him at eight o’clock the next morning.
It seed very likely that he intended to guide them in their martial arts training.
With this thought, he stopped dwelling on it.
Having so rare free ti, Chen Feng wandered around nearby.
The entire Mountain Gate was larger than he had imagined, with not only ancient-style buildings but also vast expanses of farmland.
So planted with rice, others with dicinal herbs, with figures moving around.
Green stone slabs paved like staircases on both sides, trees offering shade, serenely quiet.
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
He picked it up to check the ssage.
[Lin Hao: How did it go?]
This guy...Chen Feng thought for a bit, then replied not bad.
[Lin Hao: Holy shit! Really?]
[So in the future, I’ll have soone backing up? Silly.jpg.]
Exaggerated tone, Chen Feng shook his head slightly.
After a short chat, Lin Hao sent another ssage.
[Lin Hao: I’ve looked into the guy who ca to challenge us the day before yesterday.]
[He does have so background, seems to be a True Inheritor of a sect called Heart Monkey Style.]
[But it’s alright, I heard that Heart Monkey Style is just a small sect, the Sect Leader was crippled in a match years ago, there aren’t many experts...]
Lin Hao briefly described the situation, and Chen Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The lean young man who ca to challenge them was indeed soone from the Martial Arts World.
Heart Monkey Style?
He thought for a mont, deciding to ask more about it tomorrow.
Then, he ended the chat.
Looking around at the quiet wilderness, Chen Feng turned to head back to the courtyard.
Tap tap!
Suddenly, footsteps sounded, and he turned his head to look.
A thin figure in a white-gray ancient robe appeared, with a calm face and narrow phoenix eyes, seemingly strolling from another direction.
"Chen, Little Master Uncle."
Chen Feng nodded in response.
The other was Li Tong’s junior brother due to transmission of the sect, so his relative seniority was high.
"You’ve begun Internal Training?"
"It seems the Internal Training Pill my brother gave you had a good effect."
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