In the early morning, a ray of sunshine shone on Qin Zheng.

He sat in the training ground, and the Baihutu placed it casually on his knees, and he was extremely relaxed, staring at the Baihututu without blinking.

The tiger-like monster seemed to have been resurrected, and it was the most crazy thing to jump in front of him.

As he looked, a violent aura was born in the condensed Qin Zheng's body. The fighting tiger's power was connected with that momentum, and it was a kind of momentum. Now that he had some understanding of the Hundred Tigers Picture, he seemed to be pushing to the brink of an explosion.

"roar!"

Tiger roars in the mountains and forests, I am the king!

Even if the tiger monsters themselves are different from strength and weakness, some are inferior to other monsters, they still have the aura of the king of beasts and will never admit defeat even if they die in battle.

Qin Zheng's momentum also surged wildly.

His roar was like the king of the tiger roaring in the mountains.

He put away the Hundred Tigers Picture, stood up, stood firmly with his feet, and poked forward with his hands, like a one-horned demon tiger standing up in the Hundred Tigers Picture.

Fighting the tiger's power is to see how fierce the tiger is, rather than imitating everything about it.

This is a martial art that is people-oriented and supplemented by the fierceness of a tiger. The strength of the fighting tiger is determined based on the two forms of human and tiger.

"suck!"

Qin Zheng took a deep breath, and according to the force of fighting tigers, the air penetrated into the internal organs and penetrated the lungs. As he inhaled, the air in the lungs increased, and the air waves flowed violently, causing a very strong sound to be heard inhaled.

"call!"

After exhaling, the air around him was pulled, and it rolled in his mouth and nose, forming a vast white air, and a low tiger roar was heard.

"After practicing to reach the Qi Martial Realm, the true essence is to seize the essence of the creation of heaven and earth, temper one's body, and to seize the life from heaven. This is the foundation of martial arts."

"The ultimate goal of martial arts is to extend lifespan and even immortality."

"This fighting tiger is to seize the essence of the world, melt the chest and abdomen, temper one's body, and can also nurture strength. With the fierceness of the tiger and the human body, it bursts out with infinite murderous intent."

The method of practicing fighting tigers appeared in Qin Zheng’s mind.

This method of practice is closely linked to martial arts practice and body refining.

Filter all the cultivation wonders in your mind, and experience them carefully. Your eyes stare at the tragic wildness presented by the one-horned demon tiger in the Hundred Tigers. There was a rolling wave of air in Qin Zheng's arms that turned into a long river. His eyes burst out with slight light, his muscles were tense, full of explosive power. A tiger roar suddenly came out of his mouth, and he violently blasted his fists into the void. At that moment, there seemed to be signs of cracking under his feet, and he rushed out like a tiger king going down the mountain.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two pieces of bluestones on the ground, half a human-sized and extremely hard, were broken by his hands, and countless gravels roared and shot around with strength, and even stones that were photographed as powder were flying all over the sky.

Qin Zheng was filled with blood and his heart was in agitation.

This is just a martial arts realm. It has not reached the Qi Martial Realm to cultivate the true essence of martial arts. It is just a breath of energy. It is the essence of heaven and earth that can be used to take a breath. It is to reach this level. If you reach the Qi Martial Realm and then use the fighting tiger power, the power is so powerful. Judging from everything Qin Zheng saw in the Donghai Palace, he is afraid that there is really no martial arts to compare with it.

Taking a breath, the air never leaked, and it was flowing according to the method of fighting tigers. He also continued to practice the postures and movements of hundreds of tigers in the picture of hundreds of tigers seen in his mind in this place of cultivation.

The movement of a tiger represents fierceness.

Human movements represent resilience.

The combination of the two is strong and more flexible, which is a battle of tiger power.

Qin Zheng is like the fierce tiger going down the mountain, moving and jumping, swinging his hands continuously, sometimes with tiger claws and sometimes with fists. There is no need to deliberately imitate the tiger's posture completely, just take advantage of it.

The more he practiced, the wilder he became, the more his blood boiled, as if he was about to be pulled and turned into a tiger.

After the battle of tigers was completed, Qin Zheng was not sweating at all, but instead was full of energy and breathing evenly.

"This battle of tigers is indeed extraordinary."

"I can have such a power just by looking at the Hundred Tigers. If I achieve a perfect view of all the tigers in the Shenwu Continent, wouldn't it be a punch to break the sky?"

Qin Zheng waved his fist excitedly.

Click!

This punch followed the breathing of the tiger's power, and took the essence of heaven and earth to temper one's body. With one punch, it was completely the power of the body, and it interrupted the sea green fir tree, which was as thick as a sea bowl.

"Breathing and using pure physical strength according to the method of fighting tigers is the best among perverts."

Qin Zheng looked at his fist and was very excited.

He started practicing again.

He constantly practiced the fighting power of the tiger, and with his cultivation, his power became stronger and stronger, much faster than his previous practice.

The practice of fighting tiger power is not only the practice of martial arts, but also the practice of martial arts.

Continuously practice the postures of various monsters in the Hundred Tigers Picture, and then in the process of continuous practice, master the momentum, use force, and remove the drought and retain the essence. This is the mystery of the fighting tiger power. Everyone practices differently. Just practice your own fighting tiger power based on your figure, temperament, roots and bones, and feelings.

Repeat and practice, and it becomes easier and easier.

As he fought, Qin Zheng felt a sudden sense of enlightenment, as if his whole body was transparent. The actions of the demon tiger in the Hundred Tigers map were summed up in a roar, movement, pounce, and leap, all filled with endless aura of the tiger king.

The more this happens, the more excited he is, the deeper Qin Zheng’s understanding of the power of fighting the tiger is.

"roar!"

Qin Zheng Yangtian let out a tiger roar, which looked like a tiger king who was the king of the mountains.

Every breath is like thunder.

bass!

Qin Zheng jumped up, and at that moment he was like a king of demon tigers. The shaking air trembled violently, and he rushed towards a sea green fir tree as thick as a sea bowl in front of him.

"boom!"

The sea green fir tree exploded and turned into debris all over the sky.

The previous punch was just broken, but now it was broken.

Qin Zheng couldn't help laughing loudly, he was sure that the battle against the tiger had achieved some success.

Next, he practiced frantically in this Yulian Courtyard, isolated from the outside world, and practiced with the power of fighting tigers, constantly improving his strength and striving to make another breakthrough as soon as possible.

It was not until someone visited that Qin Zheng's practice was interrupted.

The person who came was Qin Hong, the personal slave of the little prince Qin Yi.

There were four other people following Qin Hong, all of whom were burly men.

"The little prince said he would give you three days, but he waited for you for ten days, which is also a gift for you. Qin Zheng, kneel down and present it to the little prince with an iron box." Qin Hong stood in front of Qin Zheng with a big sting, holding his hands in his chest, and four burly men lined up behind him, with great momentum.

Qin Zheng snorted: "The iron box was left to me by the old prince, and it cannot be handed over to anyone."

When Qin Hong heard this, a bright smile appeared on his face, "This is the best. You, Qin Zheng, relying on the favor of the old prince, have always been arrogant. We have long been unable to stand it. Let's see how the little prince dealt with you this time."

"He wants to be bad for me, just come." Qin Zheng said coldly.

"Are you scared? Don't want to go? Haha, you, Qin Zheng, are also afraid." Qin Hong laughed, "But you have to go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four burly men behind him took a step forward, and they were about to take action.

These four great Han people are all advanced in the martial arts realm, and are far from being able to compete with Qin Zheng, a junior in the martial arts realm.

Qin Zheng stared at them coldly.

Then Qin Hong said, "You'd better not resist. If you have broken your arms and legs, you won't blame us."

Qin Zheng said in a deep voice, "Where do you want me to go?"

Qin Hong grinned and said, "Tiger Garden!"
Chapter completed!