Chapter 8

Zi Chen's clothes were stained with blood. He seemed to be in a sorry state, but he was full of energy. His eyes were filled with killing intent.

In addition to recovering from his injuries, Zhao Can also discovered that Zi Chen had changed. There was an indescribable aura around him. This aura was actually the same as the aura of many experts.

Zhao Can's heart turned cold. When he saw Zi Chen walking over, he subconsciously took a few steps back. He said in a slightly frightened voice, "Zi Chen, what are you doing?"

Zi Chen walked over in the snow. He stared at Zhao Can and said coldly, "What do you think I'm doing?"

"We're brothers. Are you going to attack a brother?" Zhao Can looked at Zi Chen.

Zi Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Brothers are used to betray others when there are benefits.

These are your words of wisdom. "

Zi Chen walked forward step by step.

When he saw Zi Chen walking over, Zhao Can felt as if he was looking at an expert. He actually felt that he was no match for him. His expression kept changing as thoughts rose in his mind. Zhao Can said, "Zi Chen, what do you want to let me go?"

Zhao Can stopped and no longer retreated. He stared at Zi Chen.

Zi Chen shook his head and said coldly, "From the moment your weapon pierced my heart, one of us was destined to die. Either you die or I die."

"Are you not going to give me a chance?"

"Just like how you attacked me without holding back."

Zi Chen said coldly, "However, I can give you a chance to make the first move. Whether you can seize it or not will depend on your luck."

"Okay, you said it." A cold light flashed in Zhao Can's eyes. He had already grabbed the short dagger in his hand.

At this moment, Zi Chen clenched his fists. His entire body seemed to have entered a mysterious state. An aura similar to that of a king of the forest emitted from Zi Chen's body.

Zhao Can felt the pressure. At this moment, Zi Chen was like a mountain. That mountain-like aura made it hard for him to breathe.

Zi Chen's aura continued to grow, and the pressure on Zhao Can increased.

In the end, that mountain-like aura suddenly transformed into that of a ferocious tiger. At this moment, Zhao Can felt as though he had become prey in the eyes of a ferocious tiger. He could only flee.

"Not good. If this continues, I won't even have the courage to attack."

Zhao Can fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, and a faint taste of blood spread out from his mouth. The piercing pain shook Zhao Can's mind, and the third-rate footwork, Flowing Cloud Steps, appeared.

Holding a dagger in his hand, he stared at Zi Chen with a fierce tiger aura. Like a poisonous snake, he attacked Zi Chen fiercely.

This time, Zhao Can directly attacked Zi Chen's eyes.

Third-rate Battle Skill, Spirit Serpent Sword Technique.

Under Zi Chen's immense pressure, Zhao Can actually comprehended the true meaning of the Spirit Serpent Sword Technique the moment he made his move. The short dagger in his hand seemed to transform into a venomous serpent as it viciously attacked the vital parts of the tiger.

Zi Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light. Zhao Can's breakthrough surprised him, but his comprehension of the true meaning of a Battle Skill far surpassed Zhao Can's.

Zi Chen crossed his fists and suddenly punched out. The first form of the Ferocious Tiger Fist was displayed. It was ferocious and swift. Immediately after, Zi Chen withdrew his fist, and the aura of a king of the forest appeared. The roar of a tiger shook the forest.

This was the second time that Zi Chen had displayed true meaning. The connection between the first and the second form was even more perfect, and the third form was released in an instant.

Ferocious Tiger Pouncing on Its Prey.

Under the force of Zi Chen's fist, Zhao Can felt as if he was looking at a ferocious tiger charging at him. Its cold, sharp claws were already at his chest, and its bloody mouth was about to reach his head.

Such a powerful attack with true meaning directly dispersed the poisonous snake aura that Zhao Can had just condensed. It was like a fierce tiger dispersing a poisonous snake, and pounced on Zhao Can.

After that, Zhao Can saw an endless silver light rushing towards him, instantly enveloping him.

Zi Chen stood in his original position, motionless. In front of him, Zhao Can also remained motionless, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"Peng!"

The third-rate weapon in Zhao Can's hand instantly shattered into pieces and fell to the ground. At the same time, the motionless Zhao Can suddenly bled from his seven orifices, and his body fell backwards.

Zhao Can was dead.

Looking at the dead Zhao Can on the ground, Zi Chen's feelings were still very complicated. In just a few days, so many things had happened that Zi Chen was somewhat unable to adapt. However, after killing Zhao Can, Zi Chen had no regrets.

Fortunately, all the bad things had come to an end.

But was it really over? Of course not. Zi Chen took Zhao Can's bag and began to return. There was still some time before the inner sect disciple assessment. During this period of time, Zi Chen did not plan to return.

Although he had killed Zhao Can with an attack that was equivalent to a True Energy Level Five attack, it was only equivalent. His true combat strength was still not comparable to a True Energy Level Five inner sect disciple, not to mention there was still Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong was at True Energy Level Eight and was very famous among the inner sect disciples. Moreover, he had a second-rate battle skill. Whether it was strength or cultivation method, he was completely superior to Zi Chen.

If Zi Chen returned now, he would definitely be questioned by Wang Xiong. He would definitely ask about the whereabouts of the five hundred year old Snow Ginseng, and if he could not answer, Wang Xiong would very likely kill him.

Although there was a rule in the sect that the inner sect disciples were prohibited from any form of internal strife and killing each other, Zi Chen believed that if Wang Xiong killed him, it would not go against the sect's rules.

On one hand, besides Wang Xiong's own power, on the other hand, Zi Chen did not have a strong background and was just a little guy without anyone to rely on.

In a pile of rocks sheltered from the wind, Zi Chen sat cross-legged and quietly cultivated. His consciousness once again entered the silver space.

In the silver space, the lightning youth appeared once again. As he clenched his fists, an invisible king's aura appeared. Opposite him, Zi Chen also clenched his fists. Silver light surged around his body and the king's aura was emitted.

The two looked at each other from a distance. Then, their fists interlocked and they struck out with the Ferocious Tiger Fist.

One move after another, they struck out like lightning. Like moving clouds and flowing water, two roaring tigers appeared and rushed towards each other.

"Peng!"

Within the silver space, there was a sudden explosion. Immediately after, Zi Chen's ferocious tiger dissipated, while the lightning youth's ferocious tiger charged towards Zi Chen, dispersing Zi Chen's illusory body.

Zi Chen opened his eyes. There was a hint of joy in his eyes. Although he was still defeated today, he had comprehended a lot.

It had been more than ten days since Zhao Can died. In these ten days, Zi Chen, other than eating and drinking, practiced the Ferocious Tiger Fist and the Lightning Body Tempering Art.

Over the past few days of cultivation, his zhenqi had also reached the peak of the second level. He was only one step away from the third level of zhenqi.

Zi Chen did not even dare to think about this cultivation speed in the past.

"My Ferocious Tiger Fist has already reached the Mahayana stage of True Meaning. However, it has not reached the stage of Heart Following the Heart. But after seeing it a few more times, I think I will be able to break through and reach Heart Following the Heart."

In these three days, Zi Chen had been cultivating.

In the silver space, the two youths once again faced each other.

"This time, I will definitely not lose." Looking at the lightning youth who looked exactly like him, Zi Chen said confidently.

The lightning youth did not speak. He clenched his fists and his aura surged. In an instant, it was as if he had turned into a fierce tiger.

If it was before, Zi Chen would have been shocked. However, in these ten days, he had fought hundreds of battles with his opponent. Zi Chen was already used to it.

Because in the next moment, his aura also turned into a fierce tiger.

"Roar!" "Roar!"

Two fierce tiger roars rang out. Even before the moves were made, their auras had already surpassed the first form of the Ferocious Tiger Fist and directly led to the roar of the second form.

The auras of the two youths were strangely similar. It was as if they were the same person. Their attacks were also at the same time. Two fierce tigers rushed towards each other.

The wind from their fists collided in the air, creating a muffled explosion. The powerful impact caused Zi Chen to retreat a dozen steps. However, his body did not dissipate. In front of him, the lightning youth who had remained motionless for the past ten days was also pushed back a dozen steps.

"Haha!"

Zi Chen laughed. His Ferocious Tiger Fist had finally reached the stage of Heart Following the Heart. He could finally execute it perfectly. Although it was only a third-rate Battle Skill, after comprehending True Meaning, it was not the slightest bit weaker than a second-rate Battle Skill.

Laughing loudly, Zi Chen withdrew from the silver space with a thought.

In the outside world, Zi Chen opened his eyes. There was a trace of joy in his eyes. The Heavenly Lightning Body Tempering Art was automatically circulating and absorbing the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.

Suddenly, the joy on Zi Chen's face turned into ecstasy. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in the surroundings suddenly surged. Then, with Zi Chen as the center, it converged from all directions.

"I'm about to break through."

His fist technique had just reached perfection, and his strength had broken through once again. Zi Chen was truly ecstatic. After the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth entered his body, it was absorbed by his heart. After being refined by the silver sphere, it was once again sent out from his heart.

His physique was undergoing a change, and so was Abdomen's silver True Qi.

When the turbulent True Qi calmed down, Zi Chen had already broken through to the third stage of True Qi. Abdomen's True Qi was filled with pure silver True Qi. Occasionally, there was also a trace of lightning flowing through it.

Today, with both of them breaking through, Zi Chen was in a good mood. He was preparing to reward himself, but when he touched the cloth bag, he suddenly realized that the food was gone.

Food was the root of everything. Without food, Zi Chen would not be able to live.

But now, Zi Chen could not go back. Therefore, he only needed to make some food. As for what to eat, Zi Chen had already planned it out a few days ago.

He would eat bear meat, bear paws, and ice bear.

"With my current strength, I should be able to deal with an ice bear." Zi Chen thought to himself.