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Early morning, in the secret pavilion of the Wan An dojo.

In addition to the inner and outer courtyard, there was also a secret pavilion in the dojo, which was where the dojo leader Wan Shangzhi practiced and imparted his star martial arts. Disciples in the pavilion were not allowed to enter, otherwise they would be severely punished.

Fighting skills were a martial skill cultivated by Star ranks, and they were known as Star rank techniques. Although both techniques had been passed down for a long time, but fighting skills included weapons, fist and leg techniques, movement techniques, and many other kinds of techniques, far surpassing the latter.

After completing the Invigorated Meridian Stage, Nie Feng advanced to a Basic Black Iron Warrior. According to Wan Shangzhi's request, he spent three days to consolidate his cultivation and gain basic control over his own strength.

It was time to practice a battle skill.

"The battle skill that I taught you …"

Facing Nie Feng, he said in a deep voice, "Its name is the True Tiger Fist. It was passed down by the Haoran Sect a thousand years ago. It was originally one of the basic Star martial skills for the Haoran Sect's inner disciples to train in, ranking among the top!"

The Righteous Noble Sect was once one of the top ten sects in the Immortal Luo Empire with a history of over two thousand years. It had millions of disciples at its peak, and its reputation was renowned throughout the Empire.

However, a thousand years ago, the Righteous Noble Sect met with an unprecedented calamity. The land was flattened, countless disciples were slaughtered, and all the wealth accumulated over the course of two thousand years was plundered from the sect.

The Tiger Fist was one of them.

Although this boxing style was only used as a basic fighting technique for the inner disciples of the Haoran Sect, it was still quite profound. Wan Shangzhi had paid a high price to collect it and it was listed as one of the absolute techniques in the martial arts school.

Even though the Real Tiger Fist was just a high-level combat technique, if the Haoran Sect hadn't been annihilated, even if Wan Shangzhi had this fist technique, he still wouldn't have dared to learn it in private. Otherwise, it would have been a huge disaster!

Every sect, Martial Pavilion, and Holy Land placed great importance on their respective inherited Star Martial Arts. The moment they discovered that they had been spread out, they would have to use all their efforts to recover it.

As for the inherited martial arts that had been spread out by the extinct sects, that didn't matter. However, those who obtained them were usually very attached to their own treasures, and wouldn't leak it out easily.

Originally, Wan Shangzhi hadn't expected to pass down the true form of the Tiger Fist to Nie Feng so quickly. His original plan was to first teach Nie Feng an beginner battle skill. In the future, based on Nie Feng's performance, he would decide whether or not to teach him this high-level battle skill.

However, the conflict between Nie Feng and Zhang Mo three days ago caused Wan Shangzhi to change his mind. The amazing martial talent that Nie Feng had displayed made him understand that it would be impossible for him to win over Nie Feng, a promising disciple, without placing a lot of bets.

Therefore, he took out the real Tiger Fist.

"The true form of the Tiger Fist has a complete legacy in the Haoran Sect. Above it, there are the true intent Tiger Fist, the True Saint Tiger Fist, and the True Sovereign Beast Fist. They are respectively ranked in the Yellow, Profound, and Earth ranks …"

Wan Shangzhi said confidently: "Unfortunately, other than the Tiger Fist and the Tiger Fist, both the Tiger Fist and the King of Beasts fist have been lost. If you ever get the chance to join a sect in the future, try to find them."

Nie Feng nodded as he firmly memorized it in his heart.

Wan Shangzhi wasn't the type of person who liked to talk nonsense. The reason why he said so much was to prove the strength of his Tiger Fist and to let Nie Feng practice diligently.

Of course, it was also to remind Nie Feng not to forget the favour he had received from passing down his skills.

He told Nie Feng to retreat to the corner of the pavilion, and that he should practice the seven moves of the true form of the Tiger Fist from start to finish.

The pavilion was definitely the most sturdy building in Wan An Martial Club. It was three stories high, and the walls were built with large pieces of hard bluestone piled up together. It was difficult for ordinary swords and sabers to leave a mark on it.

However, when Wan Shangzhi unleashed his Real Form Tiger Fist, the entire stone building trembled with his steps and punches. The wind created by his punches rippled within the pavilion, bringing quite a bit of pressure to Nie Feng, who was standing in the corner.

Nie Feng's eyes widened as he watched Wan Shangzhi's every move. He engraved the latter's moves, which were practiced at a slow speed, into his sea of consciousness, and carefully tried to figure them out.

"Look carefully!"

After practicing the Tiger Fist for the first time, Wan Shangzhi retracted his fist and let out a low growl, then he attacked again.

Compared to the first time, the second time, both his steps and the speed of his punches had obviously increased. The second time, both his steps and the speed of his punches had obviously increased.

Then the third time!

Nie Feng focused on his memory. When Wan Shangzhi practiced the True Form Tiger Fist for the third time with the most power, he suddenly felt the Yuan Star in his heart, which caused the Qi and blood in his body to surge.

It was as if he were transforming into a fierce tiger, roaring out at the same time!

Under the surge of his vital energy and blood, Nie Feng clenched his fists instinctively. The starlight that had filled his limbs and bones started to flow through his meridians at high speed, causing his muscles and tendons to involuntarily tense up.

He had used a great amount of willpower to control himself and had not lost his composure on the spot!

After practicing the Tiger Fist three times, Wan Shangzhi finally stopped and asked: "How do you feel?"

Actually, this dojo head was more or less showing off. His intention was to let Nie Feng know how powerful high level martial skills were, and to demoralize Nie Feng.

"Very strong …"

Nie Feng pondered for a moment, then said, "Head, I'd like to give it a try. Please give me some pointers!"

"Hmm?"

Wan Shangzhi couldn't help but feel surprised, he had just watched it three times and already wanted to try it out?

In his heart, he was very disapproving, thinking that Nie Feng was too young and vigorous, thinking that the moves of the Tiger Fist were simple, that he could easily learn how to use them. However, he didn't know that the heavy force behind the Tiger Fist was not a major move.

But Wan Shangzhi didn't show it on the surface. He nodded and said: "You can try."

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