C132 (2/2)

”As for them.” Tiger pointed at the people who were cultivating, ”It's nothing much. If they're not afraid of our revenge, hmph.”

It was an obvious threat, but no one dared to say anything. This was the tyranny of power.

As he spoke, he punched out yet again towards that room.

At this time, another cultivation room opened, and from within rushed out a shadow that could not be seen.

However, from that feeling, he could tell that it was very small and had an extremely strong explosive power.

With a swoosh, this object's speed had reached the speed of a sonic boom, causing the spiritual energy within the Spirit Pagoda to be thrown into chaos.

Attack, directed towards the tiger.

This swift attack was full of power. It made the tiger feel the danger of death, so he had to give up his punch and retreat in a hurry.

However, since the tiger's strongest physical body was that of a tiger, even if it was to be added with the fist of hastily retreating, how strong would the defense be?

The left Tiger Fist left behind a large wound, and a large chunk of flesh and blood was taken away.

Two bloody wounds appeared on its chest. The tiger's tyrannical body was unable to defend itself.

The figure finally slowed down, the flesh of the tiger's left fist still on its claws emitting a thick stench of blood.

Lao Shu's eyes were as cold as ice as he stared at the tiger, as if he wanted to eat its flesh and drink its blood. His body moved, instantly exerting all the strength in his body, just like a cheetah bursting with strength, and once again releasing all the strength from his body.

It was like an arrow leaving the bow, an incomparably sharp attack. Its claws exuded a terrifying killing intent. Those sharp, needle-like claws were unparalleled.

”Bastard, you sneaked an attack on me just now, and now you're still coming? Die!” With a thunderous roar, the tiger's muscles began to contract as much as they could before condensing the power of his right fist to 80% of his strength within a second.

Even if it was the tiger's right fist, it would not be able to withstand this kind of power. The explosion of the blood, veins, and veins caused a sonic boom, and it even messed up the spiritual energy in the fourth layer, causing many people who were training to hurriedly interrupt their training. Even if there were some backlash, it would still be fine.

If one was in a room, he would dare, because no one dared to attack the room, other than the abnormal tiger.

In a battle between strength and claws, a battle between pure strength, the current spiritual energy did not have much use to Tian Rong, so his body's strength couldn't be compared to his body's explosive strength.

Riiiiip. Tian Rong let out a terrifying, angered scream. The volume of that scream actually caused the hearts of the crowd to tremble with fear.

Punch, claw.

Tian Rong did a somersault, giving up the opportunity to clash head on with his opponent. His nimble body allowed him to effortlessly flip in the air, and he once again charged like a ghost towards the defenseless tiger.

However, did the tiger really not set up any defenses? It was impossible.

Swiftly turning around, his muscles' ability as well as the powerful strength of his legs erupted.

Suddenly, the muscles of his right leg tightened. The hardness of his leg was comparable to that of an ordinary Spirit Weapon.

Then, a leg whip struck Tian Rong, who was still in the midst of transforming, and the power poured down once again.