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Although Lanting Group is not considered a force of the Underworld,

Yet Wu Wei and Kong Erhu, two bunglers, both fell at the hands of Yang Fei.

Sun Weiren, the adopted son of the Golden Buddha, was even driven out of Yannan by Yang Fei.

The Chief Bodyguard Qiu Yidao returned in defeat.

Even the Eldest Senior Brother of Xuan Ying Pavilion, because of Yang Fei, fell victim to a mysterious assassin.

These incidents, one more sensational than the last.

It would be odd if the Golden Buddha could remain seated.

Thinking of the Golden Buddha's unfathomable Martial Arts Realm,

The Three Sword Immortals who suppressed the whole Shan Province with a single sword, and Yan Wuxin, who was in no way inferior to Qiu Yidao,

Everyone's mind was anything but at ease.

However, Yang Fei, the rascal, strangely had no psychological burden.

Men die and birds soar to the heavens; immortal for myriad years if not dead.

This was Yang Fei's long-standing mindset.

Fan Yi and Mad Blade didn't care, either.

All three were King's Special Forces who had rolled through gunfights and barrages.

To them, the dangers of the Yannan Martial World actually amounted to nothing.

Seeing Yang Fei feast and drink daily, Mad Blade and Fan Yi also joined the fun.

Fan Yi loved to drink, while Mad Blade was a voracious eater of meat, causing Yang Fei to curse and swear.

However, neither of the two's food and drink came close to even one-tenth of Yang Fei's consumption.

Watching Yang Fei consume at least fourteen or fifteen kilograms of meat daily, both were astounded beyond words.

Every day, the massive amounts of meat and strong liquor, after transformation through the night's Turtle Hibernation,

The Essence Qi within Yang Fei grew increasingly vigorous.

One morning, Yang Fei got up.

He felt that the Essence Qi inside him was about to overflow.

Each gesture and move was exceptionally buoyant and full.

As per his routine, Yang Fei first practiced Tiger Pounce.

He, like a wild tiger crossing a stream, relaxed his waist and hips, his ten toes gripping the ground firmly.

Yang Fei could feel the power coming from the earth.

At the same time, his hands formed Tiger Claws, each finger like a hook of steel.

This entire set of movements was not just a rigid standing posture.

Yang Fei's spine and each joint, following the secret breathing technique, undulated rhythmically.

Even his internal organs conformed with the motion.

Gradually, from within Yang Fei's body, there came a muffled sound.

The undulating joints and bones, the rapid flow of Qi-Blood, and the breath emanating from his organs,

All these sounds mingled into a peculiar roar.

Roar!

The sound started faint and hazy but grew progressively louder.

The sound became louder and louder.

In the distance, the water in Yang Fei's glass started to form gentle ripples.

Ring after ring of ripples grew more and more pronounced.

Yang Fei's body began to emit an aura of ferocity and violence.

He seemed like a real tiger, causing fear and deterring anyone from coming near, even from a great distance.

Not far away, a cat on the roof beam were nimbly flipping off the eaves.

It lazily sauntered over.

Suddenly, its half-closed eyes snapped wide open and then contracted into pinpoints.

Its ears perked up, and its long tail stood straight like a stick.

The cat looked around anxiously.

Meow!

All of a sudden, the cat yowled and dashed to the shelter on the terrace like a bolt of lightning.

It fled without looking back.

Not far away, a sneaky fat rat, a flock of pigeons perched on the electric pole…

These creatures, all felt something at almost the same moment, and each fled frantically to the distance.

In that instant, Yang Fei seemed to have become a Tiger Spirit.

The aura he emitted made all smaller creatures tremble in fear.

Small creatures have a much stronger sense of danger than humans.

Especially those at the bottom of the food chain, like rats and ants.

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Therefore, some mines specifically raise rats to predict the occurrence of accidents.

This scene, Yang Fei had not noticed.

He was engrossed in the unique breathing techniques of Extreme Tiger.

He only felt an extremely strange energy mingling with the air, surging upwards from within his lungs.

This powerful current of air contacted his vocal cords, and Yang Fei couldn't help but let out a long howl.

Awoo!

This long howl was very much like the wild call of a tiger hunting its prey.

The cry was fierce and brutal, incredibly dull and loud.

Not far away, Yang Fei's glass cup suddenly shattered.

The water inside the cup had not even touched the ground before it was whipped up by the sonic wave.

The water transformed into countless droplets in mid-air, scattering far and wide.

Yang Fei's simple door, as if swept by a violent wind, slammed heavily backwards, creating a loud bang.

It seemed as though a minor tornado had taken place on the entire terrace.

The bamboo poles used for hanging clothes snapped, and a great amount of dust rolled up into the sky.

In the midst of his howling, Yang Fei only felt a tremendous power surging through his fingers.

Instinctively, he lunged forward, and Tiger Thorn immediately launched with the ferocity of thunder.

Swish!

Yang Fei's ten fingers deeply pierced into the cement piles on the rooftop.

The hard steel-reinforced concrete, in Yang Fei's hands, was as soft as tofu.

Previously, Yang Fei's Tiger Thorn was indeed fierce.

However, his fingers were still made of flesh and blood.

Though he could leave marks on the concrete pile, his fingertips were extremely painful.

But this time, everything happened naturally, without any forced feeling.

His fingertips felt no discomfort whatsoever.

Yang Fei pulled out his fingers and saw ten deep holes in the cement pile.

The edges of the holes were smooth and rounded, as if they had been carved by a stonemason.

Dark Energy burst forth!

Yang Fei was filled with surprise and delight, and being a retrained martial artist, how could he not understand?

In that moment, he had actually broken through Dark Energy.

The Essence Qi within the human body, when abundant and overflowing to a certain extent,

can be directed by mental strength, allowing the Essence Qi to emit through the pores and become pure power.

This force can shatter rocks and open monuments.

It is countless times stronger than the force from a mere punch or finger strike.

Of course, at the Dark Energy stage, this force cannot exist separately from the fists and feet of a person.

Dark Energy can only be an adjunct to the fists and feet.

It is said that once Dark Energy breaks through to Strength Transformation, after Core Formation,

this force can be emitted from any part of the body.

It can then reach the legendary realm where one can kill an enemy through the air, unseen.

By that time, one is no longer simply human, but a god from the legends.

In reality, every martial artist does not believe in myths and legends.

Any martial artist who has broken through above the Dark Energy stage

will possess strength and speed that are more than ten times that of an ordinary person.

The bodies of Dark Energy warriors, having been tempered by Essence Qi for a long time, are much stronger than ordinary people.

Whether it's the density and hardness of bones or the strength of the skin and tendons,

all are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Such martial artists, in the eyes of ordinary people, are the gods of legend!

An ordinary person, no matter how strong and burly, will ultimately find it difficult to contend with the fierce beasts of the jungle.

This is not only because the claws and teeth of the beasts are sharp.

The most important reason is that human strength will always find it difficult to compete with fierce beasts like tigers.

However, after breaking through Dark Energy, ordinary people can possess the strength of a tiger.

The power of one tiger.

On the ancient rock paintings of our ancestors, there were people who could chase fierce tigers and capture wild beasts.

Generations later, most believed these to be fabrications, mere legends.

However, martial artists see nothing surprising about it.

Yang Fei stared blankly at his fingers and let out a long sigh of relief.

A great weight in his heart finally settled.

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