Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 41 The Tiger Spirit Reappears, Qi and Blood Reach Perfection (Please Read Further)

In an instant, the grass and trees collapsed, and a foul stench filled the air.

From the bushes, a cloud of cold mist dissipated, and a yellow-and-black figure leaped out, charging straight at them…

The speed is unbelievable!

It was nearly four zhang tall, with mottled fur, dark gold eyes, and a "king" mark on its forehead, looking fierce and menacing...

It was Liu Sheng who had transformed into a giant, striped tiger!
He had been lying in ambush for a long time along this road that was the only way back to the city, and finally waited for Lu and his men to arrive.

He covered a distance of several dozen feet in just a few movements, closing the distance instantly, his bloody mouth gaping open:
"roar-!!"

The stench was overwhelming, shocking people for miles around.

In an instant, a strange wind howled, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

On the mountain path, eleven fine horses, including some of exotic breeds, lay limp on the ground, defecating and urinating, convulsing, their lives hanging by a thread.

Two constables died of fright on the spot, and several others had their legs pinned down by the horse carcass and were unable to break free.

"Brother, save me!"

"Senior Brother Lu—!!"

The remaining few who dismounted were also ashen-faced, their legs trembling, panicked, and begged Lu, the yamen runner, for help.

"This is a tiger spirit!"

The constable, Lu, was filled with shock and anger. He fell from his horse into the mud, and when he got up, he was completely transformed...

It has a hairy face, a thunder god's mouth, yellow eyes, red cheeks, a broad forehead, pointed ears, and a body covered in yellow hair.

It looks exactly like a tall, giant monkey dressed in a soap-colored outfit!
However, it activated the internal strength of the muscles and bones, causing it to enter a mutated form.

But he felt no will to fight whatsoever.

This is a tiger spirit!
He had just advanced to the Bone and Tendon Realm, and his body had only just condensed a wisp of Bone and Tendon Strength. How could he possibly defeat him?

We can't win, we simply can't win, we can only look for an opportunity to escape.

As for the other junior brothers…

You can only hope for the best!

"Monkey Fist?"

A mocking glint flashed in Liu Shenghu's eyes as he pounced forward.

Let's settle both old and new scores!

In an instant, his tiger claws, sharp as knives, slammed down towards the constable Lu.

But unintentionally, he used a move from the "Black Tiger Rifting Wind Blade"...

A hungry tiger pounces on a sheep!

Using the body of a tiger to unleash "Tiger Martial Arts" yielded surprisingly good results, increasing its power by three times.
"Woo~"

The tiger's claws tore through the air, creating a whistling sound and a trembling noise.

In the blink of an eye, they had already enveloped the other party.

Lu, the yamen runner, felt a chill run down his spine, goosebumps instantly rising on his skin, his heart pounding like a drum.

Without a second thought, he crouched down, curled up, and flipped to the side, leaping into the woods like a monkey.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, a tiger's roar exploded in his ears.

The roar carried an inexplicable power that momentarily stunned him, leaving him frozen in place.

The next moment, tiger claws struck him, slicing him into several pieces with such speed that he felt no pain!

His head rolled a few steps forward, revealing a bewildered tiger face reflected in his pupils…

That's it?

That's too weak...

Liu Sheng twitched his whiskers and yawned somewhat disgruntled.

This magnificent tiger incarnation is the weakest of his three current incarnations.

This yamen runner, Lu, looked all high and mighty, but he couldn't even last one move.

A martial arts master with strong bones and muscles...

However, having said that, with his current strength, transforming into an avatar seems...

No martial arts master could withstand it.

It's also possible that the martial arts masters you encounter are all bottom-tier.

Perhaps the powerful clans, martial arts schools, and constables in the inner city are even stronger?
Or perhaps...

Only a martial arts master with internal organs can fight a back-and-forth battle.

Liu Sheng squinted his tiger-like eyes, licked his paws, and then, like smashing watermelons, cracked the heads of the officials and horses one by one with each paw...

They didn't even spare the dead. Then, they swaggered back into Black Wind Mountain.

The marks don't need to be cleaned at all.

Whoever comes here will only come to one conclusion—

Tiger disaster!

……

at night.

Surrounded by waves.

"My brother is getting more and more aggressive, he's been causing trouble every day, I can't take it anymore, I need to get married quickly, or take another concubine."

It was well past midnight when Yu Niang finally poked her head out, licked her lips, and her eyes were almost brimming with tears.
"Especially tonight, it's as if I've drunk tiger penis wine, I feel like I'm going to die."

That's because I killed more than a dozen clerks...

Stimulate!

It's clear that the Tong family father and son, along with the two beast hunters Chen and Xu, are all stronger than Na Lu, the yamen runner.

But killing them wouldn't be as satisfying as killing Lu Yabu and his gang.

Especially that exhilarating feeling of catharsis…

Ultimately, although the Tong family father and son were powerful, they were still just ordinary people.

As for Lu the constable and his men, in a sense...

He was now considered an "official".

Killing an official... is the same crime as rebellion, how thrilling!
No wonder Master is addicted.

Liu Sheng's lips curled up slightly. Seeing her radiant face, yet with a hint of worry in her brows, he quickly guessed what she was thinking.

His expression turned serious as he said:

"We met when we were both humble, we went through thick and thin together, we know each other inside and out. Even if we become rich and powerful and have many wives and concubines, there will always be a room for you and Er Ya in this backyard."

“Dada…”

Tears welled up in Yu Niang's eyes, and she burrowed back into the quilt.

...

Just after the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), the sky was beginning to lighten.

Black Wind Mountain is a "toad poison zone" located 80 or 90 miles from Pea Bean Valley.

After several days of continuous consumption, the poisonous mist left behind by the giant toad has almost completely dissipated.

Liu Sheng stood in the center of the poisonous fog zone, his body firmly planted on the Black Tiger Stance. He breathed three short breaths followed by one long one, and his palm strikes were as sharp as knives. He practiced the Eight Styles of Wind Risting, with smoke billowing from his head, as if a boiler was boiling inside his body.

His eyes were half-closed, and his movements were unhurried. The "Black Tiger Rifting Wind Blade" set of fierce and killing techniques was executed with a sense of leisure in his hands.

A gurgling sound came from my ears, a low growl of a ferocious tiger came from my belly, and my whole body felt as if I was soaking in hot water, my torso turning red and hot.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and let out a tiger's roar, then took a deep breath and swallowed the last bit of poisonous mist.

The moment the poisonous mist entered the body, it was refined by the "Poison Devouring" talent, transforming into a torrent of heat that flowed throughout the body, tempering muscles, bones, skin, flesh, internal organs, blood, and marrow, ultimately becoming vital energy that flowed into the torso...

Fill the last tiny gap!
"boom!"

In an instant, a deafening roar filled my ears, my entire body trembled, and my skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs convulsed and spasmed…

Half an hour later.

"puff!"

Liu Sheng spat out a mouthful of foul blood, his body oozing a layer of stench and filth, yet he was full of vitality and high spirits.

Qi and blood are fully developed!

Only one step remains to reach the pinnacle of the first realm.

In terms of strength, speed, coordination, flexibility, defense, endurance, and other aspects, there has been a significant improvement.

"I feel like even without using an avatar, his true form alone could have killed Tong Hao back then?"

He leaped up six or seven zhang high, swinging his arms and legs as if swimming. Even without any leverage, he remained suspended for nearly five or six breaths before landing.

With palm strikes as sharp as knives, he practiced the "Black Tiger Splitting Wind Blade," his hand speed so fast that it left afterimages, the strong wind howling and making a "whooshing" sound.

Their strength has improved significantly.

More importantly, his physical "reserve capacity" has increased, allowing him to refine another avatar.

Which incarnation should I choose?

With insufficient spirit points, it would be best to refine the essence of a spirit monster in one go...

Let's go to the county town first. It's a good opportunity to settle the summer tax matter.

By the way, I'm moving.

(End of this chapter)