Chapter 1419 - 778: Remnants of Shanhai, Divine Beast Oath

Chapter 1419: Chapter 778: Remnants of Shanhai, Divine Beast Oath

Even under the weight of a mountain, the fierce tiger remains full of momentum.

Upon sensing it, the force is astonishingly great.

Meng Chuan dared not take it head-on, hurriedly grabbing the dead tiger’s skin, rolling his body to the side.

Bang!

The tiger tail missed, the gust shaking the air into waves, brushing past Meng Chuan’s waist, causing the skin and flesh to ripple in layers.

"Roar!"

The tiger’s roar mixed with the wind, spreading far and wide.

The air around Meng Chuan was filled with a bloody stench; the next second, the giant tiger, wrapped in flowing light, bit down from above.

"Whoosh—"

As Meng Chuan steadied himself, he took a deep breath like a whale swallowing water, as if the vitality of half a forest was converging within him. His arms wound like a dragon, with green light rippling like water. Man and tiger each stirred up a storm and clashed together.

Flying sand and rolling stones, the sky and earth darkened.

The man and the tiger fought for an unknown amount of time, until the entire forest was razed to the ground, only then did they slowly stop.

Pop—

A brief clash, the momentum collided like opposing tidal waves crashing against both shores, waves surging.

Meng Chuan’s clothes were in tatters, and the fierce tiger’s fur was flying everywhere. The once majestic mane around its neck now looked as if it was chewed by a dog, missing patches here and there.

There was a hint in his heart, taking advantage of the fierce tiger’s dizziness, he peeked a glance.

[Fierce Tiger Fist: Great Success (67%) → Limit Broken]

[Acquired Limit-Breaking Traits: Tiger Might (Basic)]

Effect One: Prestige, enhances one’s momentum concentration when exerting force, attacks come with slight mental oppression;

Effect Two: Tiger Wisdom, heart and spirit as daring as a fierce tiger, fearless of profundity, slightly enhances Tiger Form Boxing comprehension, slightly increases the probability of fist skill realm breakthrough.

Although just beginning to touch on Elephant Form, still easily broke limits.

With unparalleled martial arts comprehension here, along with the accumulation of numerous limit-breaking experiences, everything fell into place naturally.

Meng Chuan achieved half of his goal for the day, by sparring with the fierce tiger, transcending perfection in a single leap to break limits.

"Roar!!!"

Meng Chuan hammered out a punch, involuntarily shouting, the tiger’s roar exploded like thunder, a massive storm swept up the ground and burst forth.

Not bad, not bad at all!

Just like the Basic Five Elements Fist of Xingyi.

The third-rate Fierce Tiger Fist, this "national-level fist skill" continuously improved by countless practitioners, once limit broken, is remarkably effective!

What are you shouting so loudly for!

The giant tiger was panting heavily, suddenly startled, also intimidated by the momentum of that punch.

Flying high to avoid, it peeked, heart and spirit shaken once more.

The turmoil calmed, after Meng Chuan’s outburst, he stood with hands behind his back, all killing intent ceased abruptly.

The wind swept with fallen leaves, spiraling around him silently and stealthily hugging the ground.

This is the tiger.

Lying in the forest, silent unless necessary, astonishing when called upon.

The fierce tiger grew curious, pacing over, its vitality gradually calming.

It swayed its head, examining Meng Chuan, on one hand amazed at this youngster’s rapid improvement, able to fight it to a standstill.

On the other hand, it was extremely curious...

"The intention just now couldn’t have been fake, but this youngster can use Elephant Form Fist, what exactly is going on?"

Human martial arts are restricted by meridians, there should be a distinction, it had long heard from others.

Seeing Meng Chuan silent, it opened its mouth first, haughtily:

"You are quite good, I am the remnant soul of the Zou Wu divine beast, able to fight me to a draw, should be the cream of the crop among Tier Four, with a godly appearance, could be taken as my nominal disciple, to learn the complete set of what you humans call Tiger Form Divine Skill."

"..."

Meng Chuan was speechless, who would want to acknowledge this tiger as a master...

Seeing him unmoved, the tiger that called itself ’Zou Wu’ continued:

"Currently, of those who have met me, you are the only one who has achieved it, the only nominal disciple. I taught the others only a half set, aren’t you... excited?"

Isn’t this just like the Black Tortoise’s legacy?

This was the other half of his purpose for coming here, achieved as expected, without excitement.

Meng Chuan remained calm, feigning civility before force, cupped his hands and said:

"Do you come from the Mountain and Sea Realm?"

More than the Tiger Form Divine Skill, he was interested in the origins of Zou Wu.

According to Dao Realm intelligence, the name Zou Wu was one of the tiger gods that sacrificed during the destruction battle in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

"Howl~~!"

Zou Wu nodded slightly, looking even more proud, internally delighted, thinking its fame had spread to this small realm of Blue Star.

"Of the five forms of beasts, the tiger occupies one, with the White Tiger as the esteemed, the Qilin as the leader, I, Zou Wu, was the foremost Tiger General under Lord White Tiger, my true form was an Eight-Tier deity!"

The Qilin is a cosmic legend, having disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, and the White Tiger was one of the "Four Heavenly Demon Gods" that ruled the Mountain and Sea Realm before its destruction.

"Tiger, indeed quite a tiger!"

Though Meng Chuan had heard that Lu Wu was the first fierce general under the White Tiger, he never had the habit of exposing others...

"Roar~ of course!"

Hearing Meng Chuan praise it, Zou Wu raised its tail high, fluffed and spread softly.

The beast tribe has always been like this, the weak becoming prey, the strong commanding respect.

A weak Meng Chuan, it could slap to death.

But now, able to match its remnant soul and with a divine aspiring Meng Chuan, only could gain Zou Wu’s attention, only after being praised could it feel joyful.

Time silently passed, Meng Chuan followed Zou Wu, delving into the hidden dojo within the forest.

For a week, he trained with Zou Wu, Zou Wu fulfilled the promise, imparting all knowledge, from ordinary martial arts to True Skill, in a week’s time, Meng Chuan had learned seventy to eighty percent.

But in all this, Meng Chuan had not paid a price, except that the cost would have an opportunity for realization in the future.

That was to "resurrect" Zou Wu, allowing it to leave this Spiritual World.

This was the lifelong wish of the tiger, having fled for its life, it could only hide a wisp of its soul in the Spiritual World to drift, thus avoiding the chaos of the void.

Now that it was safe, the Spiritual World instead became a shackle, at this moment, it longed for "freedom" even more.