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With Wan Shangzhi's permission, Nie Feng no longer remained humble, and executed the True Form Tiger Fist according to his memories.

Getting the 'form' was simple, and comprehending the 'truth' was extremely difficult. Therefore, Wan Shangzhi watched Nie Feng demonstrate the boxing style with a mocking expression on his face.

However, after only two moves, not only did Nie Feng's boxing style become smoother, but his punches also whistled through the air, gradually revealing a formless and powerful aura. It was like a beginning milk tiger. Although its strength wasn't as great, it had already shown its might!

Inside the secret pavilion, a fist aura spread out!

How was this possible?

This high-level combat skill was not that simple. There was also a set of skill that could stimulate the Yuan Li to move around, which allowed him to display the true power of his fist technique with the combination of both his inner and outer powers.

Even though Nie Feng didn't have a method to execute it, he was actually able to unleash such Tiger Might. At the very least, he had already grasped three parts of the true essence of the Tiger Fist.

Wan Shangzhi even suspected that Nie Feng had learned the True Form Tiger Fist before!

However, this was obviously impossible. Wan Shangzhi could tell that Nie Feng's punches were naturally executed and not unique to the Real Form Tiger Fists. It was clearly different from the punches he'd just displayed.

There was only one truth to this, and that was that Nie Feng possessed extremely high martial talent. He had comprehended the essence of the Tiger Form Fist just by observing and learning from it, and was able to reach his current level based on his own comprehension.

What kind of genius was this!

Wan Shangzhi used a lot of willpower to keep himself from losing his composure on the spot.

Even so, an abnormal crimson color appeared on his face, as if he was drinking wine.

He really picked up a treasure!

At this moment, Wan Shangzhi was very glad that he managed to recruit Nie Feng into Wan An Martial Arts School at all costs. Otherwise, he would have had no time to regret if such a talented person was captured by Tu Hong of Xiong Hai Martial Arts School.

At the same time, Wan Shangzhi was puzzled. Back then, when Nie Feng was studying in the dojo, why didn't he see that the latter had such outstanding martial talent?

Nie Feng's shout woke Wan Shangzhi up from his daze, causing him to blush.

Nie Feng had already finished practicing the seven moves of the Tiger Fist.

He was actually distracted.

However, Wan Shang Zhi's face was very red, he quickly coughed and said: "Alright! "Very good!"

If Wan Shangzhi's first "good" was only a subconscious compliment, then the second "very good" was undoubtedly a genuine compliment.

The head of Wan An Martial School even felt a tinge of jealousy. Back then, he had spent a good half a month learning the true form of the Tiger Fist before finally figuring out some of the secrets behind it.

However, Wan Shangzhi suppressed his jealousy and said to Nie Feng, "You've learned very well. I'll teach you the internal technique of the True Form Tiger Fist now."

The two were complementary to each other. The inner way was to use the Star Warrior's primordial star as the core, to stimulate the pure star energy contained in the Star Wheel to transform into a powerful star energy. In combination with the external move, the power of the external move was very strong.

Other than the very few special cultivation techniques, the higher the rank of a battle skill, the higher the requirement for the cultivation of a Star rank. For a Black Iron Warrior like Nie Feng, high level battle skills were the limits of his cultivation, allowing him to have a very high starting point in the Martial Dao from the very beginning.

Realizing how talented Nie Feng was, Wan Shangzhi didn't hold back in the slightest as he taught Nie Feng all of the inner knowledge and knowledge of the True Tiger Fist, as well as the experience he gained from cultivating it.

From morning to night, one taught seriously while the other studied humbly. The two stayed in the secret pavilion for an entire day, until Wan Shangzhi couldn't teach anymore.

The head was both happy and sad.

Nie Feng's learning ability was simply too abnormal. Nie Feng would remember every single thing he said in his heart. Not only that, Nie Feng had also memorized every single word of it. Not only that, his learning had reached the point of one going against the other.

Nie Feng's mastery of the Tiger Fist was only separated by a single layer of paper. After being penetrated by Wan Shangzhi's pointers, he immediately understood and didn't want to make the same mistake again.

Most importantly, Nie Feng's previous cultivation technique could be said to have a perfect compatibility with the real Tiger Fist. The latter was specially forged for him, allowing him to progress at a rapid pace without any obstacles!

Inside the secret pavilion, the fist wind was surging and could not be calmed for a long time.

When Nie Feng finished demonstrating the true form of Tiger Fist, which he had already mastered the internal technique, Wan Shangzhi was silent for a long time.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh and said, "This fist technique, you can already master it!"

In front of Nie Feng, if someone said that he could master the essence of the Tiger Fist within a day, Wan Shangzhi would definitely be laughing until his stomach hurt.

But now, something unbelievable had really happened, and it happened right in front of his eyes!

What made Wan Shangzhi sad was how many more things could he teach Nie Feng at this rate?

However, Nie Feng didn't think too much about it. He sincerely cupped his hands towards Wan Shangzhi and said, "Disciple thanks Master!"

This set of Genuine Tiger Fist was really suitable for him. Although he had been very tired after practicing for a day, and all the muscles and tendons in his body seemed like they were about to be separated, the profound meaning of this boxing style was deeply imprinted in his sea of consciousness.

Satisfying, that was incomparably satisfying!

Nie Feng couldn't wait to find someone to test out the true might of the Tiger Fist.

Even though he had almost used up all of his strength.

Nie Feng's gaze couldn't help looking at Wan Shangzhi.

Wan Shangzhi didn't expect Nie Feng to have the idea of testing his fist. He waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me. It's already late, you should go back and have a good rest."

Nie Feng was a little disappointed, but still bowed and said, "As you command."

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