After transforming into a tiger, Taoism and the art of war mutually enhance each other.

The tiger spirit's extraordinary perception and beast instinct, coupled with the Taoist soldier's strong hair, can respond to any stimulus.

This made Wang Yuan's perception of danger incredibly sharp.

Snapped!

The two tiger buttocks slammed together to make a crisp sound, and with this force, the tail was driven.

A tiger's tail seemed to have been burned by fire. The tail vertebrae suddenly burned, and a powerful force like an explosion of gunpowder was immediately transmitted along the spine to the limbs.

The tiger fucks the buttocks and burns the tail!

The art of war and the instinct of a tiger are perfectly combined into one.

Wang Yuan's whole body flashed to the side like an afterimage.

next moment.

A black-feathered arrow carrying a sharp roar was shot into the place where he originally stood. The force was extremely heavy, and it almost penetrated the ground for three points. The tail of the arrow trembled and buzzed for a long time.

After dodging this arrow, Wang Yuan immediately looked back.

On the hillside in the distance, he saw a group of young men from wealthy families in bright clothes and angry horses, with their servants, leading Huang Qingcang, pointing at him.

Not only were they not afraid of meeting a man-eating tiger, but everyone was very excited.

"It's such a big white tiger, and its eyes are golden green, and its fur is pure white with silvery light. Such anomalies are really rare."

"For such a big guy, he must have become a sperm, right?"

"Nonsense! Suddenly appearing in the dark wind, this must be a tiger spirit."

"..."

Wang Yuan's ears moved in all directions.

A tiger's hearing is four times that of an ordinary person, its vision is six times that of an ordinary person, its sense of smell is ten thousand times that of an ordinary person, and a tiger spirit is almost that much stronger than an ordinary Taoist soldier.

Wang Yuan's extraordinary senses allowed Wang Yuan to easily determine the identities of this group of people through their conversations.

They are all officials in Luoyang City, sons of wealthy families, nephews of the magistrate's family, young masters of the Tongzhi family, cousins ​​of the tongpan family, and adopted sons of the commander's family...

Although the lower class people are struggling to make ends meet due to severe floods this year, they do not have to worry about food and drink.

They even took advantage of the disaster years to annex land, hide the population, recruit slaves, and make every family make a fortune.

So much so that I was still interested and went to Beiman Mountain for hunting and fun early in the morning.

And his "Five Ghosts Moving Mountains" made him run twenty miles from the "Hometown of the Dead" and cross several mountains.

He ran headlong into the hunting ground enclosed by this group of wealthy children.

It's also strange that Wang Yuan's own order was to test the limits of [Five Ghosts Moving Mountains], otherwise it would be easy to observe the landing point in advance even if he takes advantage of the underworld and takes the underworld path.

but.

Wang Yuan immediately ignored them and focused his attention on a young man in a python robe who was surrounded by them.

Just listen to him praising a Xuanjia general standing next to him holding a bow:

"I heard that ordinary archers can only fire a stone bow.

General Wei's arm strength is astonishing. He can actually fire a ten-stone iron bow and shoot an arrow two hundred and thirty steps. The power is still enough to penetrate iron and stone. He is worthy of being a [Taoist General] in the third realm."

The general who was dressed similarly to [Xuanjia Guard] Zheng Yong, but his black armor was more exquisite, had no trace of pride on his face:

"Your Majesty, you are ridiculous. Although the general has some strength, his ability in the arrow path is not ordinary.

If you randomly pull out a Taoist soldier from the 'Shenjian Camp' or 'Shenji Camp' in the thirty-sixth battalion, his shooting skills will be better than those of the generals."

Wang Yuan heard their conversation clearly and immediately recognized who these two people were.

When he determined the kidnapping target of the "bait", he had studied most of the palace's information in detail.

This generation of King Zhou Wenye of Yi had three sons.

He compared Luoshui to Xinghan, and the palace to Zhongtian Ziwei, and the names of his three sons were taken from Sanyuan, Sixiang, and Qiyao respectively.

From oldest to youngest they are: Zhou Jingyuan (yuan), Zhou Jingjing, Zhou Jingyao.

The third prince Zhou Jingyao has entered the Five Zang Temple of his ancestors. The second prince Zhou Jingyao, who has special hobbies and likes to play "sharing", was named the Prince of Dechang County.

The person in front of him is the heir to King Yi, the eldest prince and eldest son Zhou Jingyuan.

The one who shot an arrow at him with an iron bow was the leader of the thirty-six [Tao soldiers] in the prince's palace, the [Tao general] Wei An Ning, who had the strength of the third level of "psychic transformation".

It is precisely because of the existence of this [Taoist General] that everyone feels confident.

‘A group of tomb-keepers on the mountain were digging graves in full swing.

At this juncture, the Crown Prince and the Taoist General came to Beimang Mountain for hunting? Is it really just for fun?’

Combined with all the previous clues, Wang Yuan couldn't help but think a little more at this moment.

At this time.

Then they saw the crown prince Zhou Jingyuan pointing his riding whip at Wang Yuan and commanding:

"It is said that if you wear a white tiger skin, you will be less likely to be attacked by evil spirits, and you will be free from all diseases.

General Wei, please help me capture this white tiger. I will peel off its skin and give it to Miss Songyue of Cuiyilou!

This oiran has a weak body and it is really difficult for people to enjoy him to the fullest."

Ordinarily, a third-level [Taoist General] is not a small figure even in the Thirty-sixth Battalion of Dayan. Having practiced Taoist warfare to this level, he is arrogant.

Although the officials at all levels of the royal palace were sent to local areas, they still belonged to the imperial court.

Let a third-level [Taoist general] take action. It would be okay to say that he was skinning the skin and offering it to the prince, but that was out of loyalty and filial piety.

Just to please an courtesan can be regarded as a humiliation.

But the strange thing is that Wei Anning just frowned slightly and nodded in agreement:

"The general will obey the order!"

Suddenly, he bent his bow and drew an arrow.

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!...

The sound of bowstrings trembling like cracking brocade continued to explode.

This [Taoist General] of the third level seemed to be tireless. He didn't even wear an iron finger, and he shot six consecutive arrows at Wang Yuan in the blink of an eye.

"Well done."

Wang Yuan had long discovered that with his inhuman nature, after wearing tiger skin, his physique might have surpassed that of most of the second-level Dao soldiers.

In terms of strength alone, he might be able to compete with some of the weaklings in the third realm [Dao General].

Moreover, the [White Tiger Art of War] practiced since childhood can ensure that the power of this body can be fully exerted.

At this moment, I happened to bump into a [Taoist General], and I couldn't help but feel eager to give it a try.

I decided to test the truth of this [Taoist General] a little bit.

Following a roar of a tiger that shook the forest, a fishy wind suddenly broke out.

The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

A strong wind swept under his feet, and Wang Yuan turned into a white shadow, running at high speed through the mountains and forests. The tiger's tail was like a steel whip, and it flicked lightly to make a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Taking advantage of the dense trees, he jumped up and down, narrowly dodging all the arrows in the process.

He even extended the distance and used the tiger's tail like a steel whip to snap off the last arrow that had exhausted its strength.

However, he didn't wait until he could take a breath.

Boom!

The ground beneath my feet shook violently, and I saw a black figure on the opposite side with both feet on the ground, shooting out like a powerful crossbow bolt from the ground.

Wang Yuan quickly swung the tiger's tail, sending countless gravel, broken wood, and messy coffin boards flying over the forest.

But he saw that the opponent was like a jumping pill, sometimes shrinking to the size of a civet cat, and sometimes expanding to its original size, quickly passing through various obstacles.

Not a single blade of grass was broken along the way.

After being promoted to the third level of "Psychic Transformation", [Taoist General] can completely control the body, transform his body into supernatural powers, and perform all kinds of incredible actions.

The description of this state in "The Thirty-Six Books of the Martial Arts" is:

“It can be big or small, it can be short or long, it can be soft or hard, it can be soft or hard.

The body grows like a tiger, and shrinks like a raccoon cat.

Those who can be soft and soft are naturally strong and spiritual!"

A [Taoist General] at this level can not only change into a certain combat form corresponding to his own tactics.

It can be as big or small as you like, and can fit in and out of holes as big as the mouth of a tea cup.

For some monsters, by achieving this step, they can completely transform and even have children with ordinary people.

at this time.

Only then did Wang Yuan realize that he had tried every means and could not even get a piece of his clothes.

After confirming the look in his eyes, this is someone he can't beat.

It suddenly dawned on him that the gap between him and a third-level [Dao General] was not just about physical fitness or strength, and he immediately wanted to quit.

There was no need to knead or chant the incantation, as if instinctively, he shook his body and shook off more than a dozen white tiger hairs.

They grew in the wind and instantly turned into a dozen [fake tigers], and both their appearance and aura were the same as Wang Yuan's real body.

As they appeared, some pounced on the [Taoist General], while others fled in all directions.

Wei Anning, who was already halfway through the fight, couldn't help but hesitate.

Woo woo woo...

Wang Yuan's body ducked into the shadows under the trees, and Mr. Ichimoku harnessed the dark wind to quickly open the dark passage.

While jumping into the Yin Road, Wang Yuan looked back at the [Taoist General] who smashed a [Fake Tiger] with one punch.

As he inhaled through his mouth, his body suddenly nearly doubled in size, like a giant spirit. At the same time, his entire abdominal cavity bulged high, like a big drum.

immediately.

Drinking in the mouth:

"upbraid!"

The qi and blood were blazing hot, like an oven under the sun, turning into a gas explosion ring visible to the naked eye, and exploded violently.

The advanced version of [Dead Move: All in One Move] [Heaven and Earth Oven].

But before the fiery aura approached, Wang Yuan could faintly see that the Taoist general's mouth was wide open, and there seemed to be a blood-red mark like a copper coin at the base of his tongue that was exposed.

There are four ancient seal characters twisted like insects - "Hua Ming Tong Bao" - branded on it.

In [Kuan Bu Jing's] field of vision, the lines on this coin spread like meridians, occupying every corner of this [Taoist General]'s body.

"Trick?!"

Bang!
Chapter completed!