Chapter 5: Small Success!

  Early in the morning, a ray of sunlight shone on Qin Zheng's body.

  He sat in the training room, the Hundred Tigers Diagram casually placed on his knees, his entire body extremely relaxed, his eyes staring unblinkingly at the diagram.

  The striped tiger-like monster seemed to have come back to life, leaping in front of him with the most frantic and frenzied expression.

  As he gazed, a fierce aura was brewing within Qin's tranquil demeanor, connected to the Tiger-Fighting Stance. It was all about momentum. Now, as he observed the Hundred Tigers Chart, he had an epiphany, and his entire being seemed to be pushed to the brink of explosion.

  "Roar!"

  The tiger's roar echoes through the mountains, I am the king!

  Even if the tiger-like demon beasts themselves have strengths and weaknesses, some are not as good as other demon beasts, but they still have that kind of king of a hundred beasts' momentum, and even in death, they will never admit defeat.

  The momentum of Qin's politics also surged up wildly.

  His roar is like that of a tiger king in the mountains.

  He rolled up the Hundred Tigers Diagram, stood up, his feet firmly planted on the ground, and stretched out his hands in front of him, resembling a solitary horned tiger standing upright from the diagram.

  The spirit of fighting the tiger is to observe the tiger's ferocity, but it doesn't necessarily mean imitating everything about the tiger.

  This is a martial art that takes human as the main body and the ferocity of the tiger as its auxiliary, with the strength and weakness of the fighting tiger determined by the two forms of man and tiger.

  "Sip!"

  Qin Zheng took a deep breath, following the Douhu stance, the air entered the five organs and six viscera, permeating the lungs. As he inhaled, the air inside his lungs increased, and the airflow was so intense that it produced a loud sound as he breathed in.

  "Ah!"

  He let out a breath, and the air around him was drawn in generally, rolling and gathering at his mouth and nose, forming a vast white mist, emitting a low tiger's roar.

  "After cultivating to the realm of Qi Wu, true yuan is produced. This true yuan is obtained by seizing the essence of heaven and earth's creation, tempering one's body, and using it to defy heaven and seize fate, this is the foundation of martial arts."

  "The ultimate goal of martial arts is to prolong one's life, even to achieve longevity."

  "This fist of the tiger is to seize the essence of heaven and earth, smelting and refining within the chest and abdomen, tempering one's own body, and giving birth to power. With the ferocity of a tiger and the physique of a man, it bursts forth with endless killing intent."

  Qin's mind emerged with the Douhu Shengxiu method of cultivation.

  This cultivation method is closely linked with martial arts training and physical exercise.

  He filtered all the subtleties of his cultivation in his mind, and with a fierce gaze at the solitary horned tiger in the Hundred Tigers Diagram, Qin Zheng's arms were filled with rolling waves of energy that transformed into a long river. His eyes gleamed brightly, every muscle in his body was taut, filled with explosive power. Suddenly, he let out a thunderous roar, and with a fierce cry, he punched out both fists at the void. At that moment, the ground beneath his feet seemed to crack open, as if he had pounced down from the mountain like a tiger king.

  Bang! Bang!

  Two huge green stones, as big as half a person, were smashed to pieces by his hands, countless fragments flew in all directions with force, and even the powdered stone dust danced in the air.

  Qin Zheng's blood was boiling with excitement, his heart racing wildly.

  This is just the realm of Li Wu, without reaching the realm of Qi Wu to cultivate the true yuan of martial arts. It's just using the heavenly energy of the universe with a single breath, and it's already reached this level. If you reach the realm of Qi Wu, and then use the Dou Hu stance, the power will be so strong that, as Qin Zheng saw in the East Sea Wang Fu, there may not be any martial skills that can compare to it.

  Take a deep breath, this air has been flowing continuously according to the law of Douhu style, he is also constantly practicing in this place, constantly rehearsing the postures and movements of the hundred tigers seen in the brain's vision of the Hundred Tigers Chart.

  The tiger's movements represent ferocity.

  A person's actions represent their tenacity.

  Combining both, with ferocity and gentleness, is called the "Fighting Tiger Stance".

  Qin's movements were like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, agile and nimble, his hands continuously striking out, sometimes with claw-like fingers, sometimes with fists, not needing to deliberately imitate the tiger's posture, just taking its strong points.

  The more he refined, the more wild he became. His blood was boiling, as if it would also be pulled out and transformed into a fierce tiger.

  After a series of tiger-style moves, Qin Zheng was not even sweating, but instead looked spirited and refreshed, with steady breathing.

  "This move of yours is indeed extraordinary."

  "I merely looked at the Hundred Tigers Diagram and was able to have such a powerful aura, if I were to reach the ultimate state of observing the divine land of Wugong, wouldn't I be able to shatter the heavens with just one punch?"

  Qin Zheng's excited fist pump.

  Crack!

  This punch, with the breathing of the Douhu style, one inhale and one exhale, seized the essence of heaven and earth to temper his body. With a single punch, it was purely physical strength that broke off that sea green pine tree as thick as a washbasin.

  "Breathing and using pure physical strength according to the law of Douhu's momentum, it can be called a freak among freaks."

  Qin Zheng looked at his own fist, extremely excited.

  He resumed his cultivation once again.

  Constantly practicing the Tiger Fist, along with his cultivation, his strength was also getting stronger and stronger, much more rapid than before.

  The practice of Dou Huo Shou is not just a martial skill, but also a spiritual cultivation.

  Constantly practicing the various demonic beast postures in the Hundred Tigers Diagram, and through continuous practice, mastering the momentum, applying force, eliminating the old and preserving the new. This is the essence of the Fighting Tiger Stance. Everyone's cultivation is different, just need to practice their own Fighting Tiger Stance according to their body shape, temperament, and roots, feeling.

  Constantly repeating, constantly practicing, simpler and simpler.

  As he fought, Qin Zheng suddenly felt a sense of clarity and openness, as if his whole body had become transparent. The movements of the demonic tiger in the Hundred Tigers Painting converged into one roar, one movement, one pounce, and one leap, all filled with the endless aura of the Tiger King.

  The more so, the more exciting, Qin Zheng's understanding of Dou Hu Shi became deeper.

  "Roar!"

  Qin Zhengyang let out a mighty roar, with an air of dominance reminiscent of the Tiger King's declaration: "I am the king of these mountains and forests!"

  One call, one breath, voice and breathing like thunder.

  Wow!

  Qin Zheng sprang up, and at that moment he was like a king of fierce tigers, the air shook violently as he struck out at a thick-trunked sea fir tree in front of him.

  "Boom!"

  The dark green pine tree exploded with a loud noise and turned into fragments scattered all over the sky.

  Previously, one punch was just broken, but now it is shattered.

  Qin Zheng couldn't help but burst out laughing loudly, he was certain that the Douhu stance had made some small progress.

  He then went on to practice intensely in the Jade Lotus Temple, isolated from the outside world, using the Douhu stance to continuously increase his strength and strive for an early breakthrough.

  It wasn't until someone came to visit that Qin Zheng's cultivation was interrupted.

  The newcomer was Qin Hong, a personal servant of Young Master Qin Yi.

  Following Qin Hong were four others, all of whom were burly men.

  "Master Wang said he would give you three days, but he waited for ten days, which is already giving you face, Qin Zheng. Bring the iron box and kneel down to present it to Master Wang." Qin Hong stood in front of Qin Zheng with a stern expression, his hands clasped behind his back, while four burly men stood in a row behind him, exuding an intimidating aura.

  Qin Zheng hummed and said: "The iron box was left to me by Old Master Wang, it's impossible for me to hand it over to anyone."

  Qin Hongyi's face lit up with a bright smile as soon as he heard this, "This is for the best. You, Qin Zheng, have always been arrogant and domineering because of Old Master Wang's favoritism. We've had enough of you for a long time. Let's see how Young Master Wang deals with you this time."

  "He wants to harm me, come if he dares." Qin Zheng said coldly.

  "Scared? Don't want to go? Haha, you Qin Zheng also have times when you're afraid." Qin Hong laughed and said, "But you must go."

  As soon as he finished speaking, four burly men behind him took a step forward, with an air of wanting to take action.

  These four big men are all high-level martial artists of the Force Martial Realm, and Qin Zheng is far from being able to contend with them as a low-level martial artist of the same realm.

  Qin Zheng gazed at them with an icy stare.

  "Better not resist, or you'll end up with a broken arm and leg, don't blame us then."

  Qin Zheng said in a low voice, "Where do you want me to go."

  Qin Hong smiled and said: "Tiger Garden!"

  Qin Zheng was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously touching the tip of his nose, and a faint smile escaped from the corner of his mouth. The Tiger Garden was a gathering place for demonic tigers, and he immediately stepped forward, "I'll go with you."