Chapter Eight: Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger Fist
Li Hu listened to Xuan Ming shouting "stunt skills", seemingly very powerful. Although he didn't know which direction Xuan Ming was in, Li Hu was still on full alert.
"Ah... Die Hu, let's die!" Xuan Ming rushed in front of Li Hu, jumped up, and sat on Li Hu's body, holding Li Hu's tail with both hands to secure himself.
Li Hu was a little surprised at first, and then became furious. It was really unbearable for me, Li Hu, and this hateful human had bullied Hu too much.
"Damn human, get out of here." Li Hu shouted angrily at Xuan Ming, twisting his body crazily in an attempt to throw Xuan Ming off. Xuan Ming tried his best to grab Li Hu's tail and clamped Li tightly with his legs.
The tiger's body remained unmoved.
Li Hu ran and jumped on the ground, and because he couldn't see, he stumbled and fell many times. Xuan Ming also had a hard time doing it, and almost fell down several times.
The two of them continued like this for a long time. Gradually, Li Hu was too tired to jump anymore, and Xuan Ming was almost too tired. The moment Li Hu stopped, Xuan Ming felt that the time had come.
Staring closely at Li Hu's crotch, Xuan Ming hesitated: "Grandma, Li Hu's thing is really big, but isn't this a bit immoral?" As soon as this idea came up, Xuan Ming kicked him out.
At this moment of life and death, there is nothing wrong with doing this. Xuanming thought in his heart: "Buddha, this disciple is liberating this fierce tiger and helping it reach bliss as soon as possible."
Xuan Ming found enough excuses for what he was going to do next, so he felt at ease. He gathered the remaining energy in his body, concentrated it on the fist of his left hand, aimed at something under Li Hu's crotch, and shouted:
"Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist." Xuan Ming's left hand was glowing with white light as he struck hard at the target.
Feeling tired, Li Hu quickly tightened his anus, his hair stood on end, and had a bad premonition. Then he heard Xuan Ming's shouts, but by the time Li Hu reacted, it was already too late.
Xuan Ming's fist hit something under Li Hu's crotch hard, and a shrill scream cut through the sky, which was extremely penetrating. Xuan Ming jumped off Li Hu's back and walked to Li Hu who was twitching.
In front of him, he looked at Li Hu with pity in his eyes. At this moment, Xuan Ming was extremely holy: "Amitabha, since Li Hu can be liberated by giving alms, go ahead early. Monk, I will wish you an early attainment of bliss."
Li Hu looked at the sanctimonious Xuan Ming in front of him, and felt extremely aggrieved. He looked at Xuan Ming unwillingly, and said fiercely: "Despicable... despicable... human beings, my... clansmen... will help me... avenge...
"Yes." After saying that, he closed his eyes.
Xuan Ming looked at Li Hu with a dead look on his face. He sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the Purana Sutra to commemorate his first true life-and-death opponent.
At the same time, in a valley in the easternmost part of the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, a man who looked like an old man was furious: "Who is it? Who is it? Anyone who dares to kill my White Tiger clan should be investigated carefully."
"Yes, patriarch." Several white shadows flashed past.
At this moment, Xuan Ming certainly didn’t know that what he had done was known to the White Tiger clan. At this moment, he was really pretending to recite a self-created Purana Sutra, and was happily using the broken bone blade to kill Li Hu’s body.
The head was cut open and Li Hu's soul crystal was carefully taken out.
Xuan Ming held the soul crystal in his hand and looked left and right: "It's much bigger than that dead tiger. It's really good. With this, you can almost break through the first level of the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Magic Power".
The more he thought about it, the more impatient he became, so he immediately grabbed Li Hu's body and walked towards his tree hole.