"I'll chop it down!!"
He raised his sword and brought it down, the mid-grade yellow-quality sword instantly leaving a bloody gash on the tiger's body.
"roar!!"
But this also ignited its fighting spirit.
With a roar, it opened its mouth and shot out a beam of light condensed from yellow demonic power.
"No martial ethics!!"
Xiao Hao cried out in surprise and was instantly sent flying.
When he finally came to a stop after crashing into a tree, his chest was charred black, and he was on the verge of death.
The tiger saw an opportunity and pounced, but its body seemed powerless in mid-air.
Then, with a soft "plop," a thin line appeared in the middle of the ferocious tiger's face, and it split in two.
The tiger, as large as a small mountain, was cleaved open from head to tail with a single, clean cut.
And from the middle of its split body, a handsome man with long, flowing hair slowly emerged from behind, sheathing his sword.
It was Wang Feng.
"My disciple, your genius is too weak. You can't even overcome the gap in your level when fighting someone of a higher level."
"You need to hone your combat experience more."
After sheathing his sword, Wang Feng mocked Xiao Hao, then walked up to him and channeled gentle spiritual energy into him to help him recover from his injuries.
Although he knew he was no match for the tiger, it was already quite an achievement that he had managed to injure it.
But ridicule is still inevitable.
Soon, Wang Feng's spiritual power restored the charred and scarred area on Xiao Hao's chest to its original state.
Although spiritual power cannot heal severe injuries.
However, Wang Feng's injuries, which were so severe that they completely overwhelmed his opponent, could still be healed.
Having recovered somewhat, Xiao Hao gritted his teeth, shook his dizzy head, and struggled to speak: "Master, did you used to fight such a big tiger by yourself like this?"
Wang Feng answered his cheap apprentice's question with ease: "I've never fought a male tiger one-on-one, but I've fought female tigers, who are far stronger than this, eight times!"
"Every time it's a life-or-death battle."
Xiao Haotian's eyes widened in genuine shock, and he exclaimed, "Really?! Master, you're amazing!"
"So who won in the end?"
"Well... Master has won now."
Xiao Hao thought Wang Feng had fought nine times before a winner was decided.
In the end, the master still won. This precious master is too amazing.
He really should thank that fortune teller.
Although he had the intention of finding someone to support him back then, that's no longer the case.
Now he truly recognizes Wang Feng as his master. Who wouldn't want to become his disciple if he had such a powerful master?
"Let's not talk about that anymore. Now let's train your physical fitness and carry this tiger!"
Seeing that Xiao Hao's injuries had healed, Wang Feng walked over and threw the mountain-sized tiger at Xiao Hao.
Xiao Hao hurriedly caught the two halves of the tiger as they flew towards him, one half in each hand.
He, who was at the fifth level of body tempering, could still withstand it, though it was somewhat difficult.
They have traveled countless miles in the past ten days, visiting numerous cities, villages, and towns.
They are currently heading in one direction: the Lesser Sword Sect.
It has a very unassuming name, yet it is the strongest sword sect in the Dongyang Dynasty.
What Xiao Hao didn't know was that his esteemed master planned to awaken his physique as soon as they arrived near the Little Sword Sect.
Then they threw him inside to cultivate.
Wang Feng couldn't be bothered to keep bringing someone along; he didn't even have any resources of his own.
There's no time to take him with me; I might as well find him a sect.
His Sun Sword Body is more than enough to join the Sword Sect, but the Sword Sect is in Zhongzhou, which is a bit far away.
The two continued their journey until nightfall, when Wang Feng found a cave in the mountains.
They quickly killed the monsters inside and then moved in as well.
Xiao Hao took out the tinderbox he had been working on for the past few days and lit it. He then threw the tiger that he had been carrying on his shoulder onto the ground.
"You should practice the skills I gave you first. It's a pity that your master doesn't have any Emperor-level sword techniques for you to learn."
Wang Feng said as he threw firewood into the fire.
He has never actually drawn an Emperor-level sword technique; in fact, he has drawn very few Emperor-level skills.
Besides the Chaos Overlord Body Technique, there is only one last Emperor-level cultivation technique called the Five Spirits Emperor Technique.
It is an Emperor-level cultivation technique with the five elements, but only those with the five spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth can cultivate it.
"Master, I am already very content that I can cultivate."
Xiao Hao didn't know what the Emperor level meant; he was simply cultivating the Saint-level technique his master had mentioned.
That Saint-level martial art was called the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique, and he was already quite content with that.
At first, he was so shocked by the word "breaking the sky" that he couldn't speak.
The idea of breaking the mold was something he never even dared to consider.
"Once you reach the Quasi-Emperor realm, you must create your own martial arts. Otherwise, you'll be a useless piece of trash. My disciples can't be useless, understand?"
"I can just be a useless person and use the system's techniques to cultivate, but my disciple can't be useless," Wang Feng silently told himself.
"Yes! I will definitely live up to Master's expectations."
Wang Feng carried the two halves of the giant tiger outside, took out the Infinite Water Bottle, and began cleaning them.
With an unlimited water bottle, you'll never have to worry about running out of water.
The time seems long, but it is actually very short.
In the blink of an eye, the giant tiger had been eaten by them, and about three days had passed.
These past few days, I've been using spiritual power to preserve the giant tiger's corpse.
"Disciple, protect me. Master needs to refine the White Tiger's essence blood."
Wang Feng watched as Xiao Hao moved a huge rock to block the cave entrance, then sat down to look around.
Having a cheap apprentice is great; you can let him do anything. That's the point of taking on an apprentice.
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