chapter 4 You can not!

Putting aside his obsession with the original owner for the time being, Nafastus Brian took out the scroll presented by Mr.Reid.

In Xijian Pavilion, I often saw Mr.Reid observing this painting carefully, but Nafastus Brian did not take a peek.

I don’t know what the objects in the painting are.

"The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose?"

Scramble and write eight characters, full of ancient meaning, vast and thick.

When he unfolded the scroll, he heard a dull roar and a tiger jumped towards him from the painting.

rock!

Nafastus Brian was startled, retreated hurriedly, and dropped the scroll.

My heart was pounding, and after a long time, it gradually calmed down.

"It's so scary. It seemed like there was a tiger rushing towards me just now."

Nafastus Brian was still frightened. He looked at the scroll on the ground and hesitated for a moment before picking it up again.

What is depicted in the painting is a flying tiger. With just one glance, you can feel the huge pressure coming towards you.

The next second, he forgot that it was an object in the painting, as if a tiger was standing in front of him.

Opening its huge mouth, the roar of the tiger shook the soul.

Whoosh!

Nafastus Brian quickly put the scroll away, not daring to take another look. The hand holding the scroll trembled slightly.

It feels so scary. No wonder Mr.Reid is cautious every time he looks at it.

The pressure like a roaring mountain and a tsunami is right in front of you! The murderous intent of the king of beasts goes straight to his heart!

This painting is undoubtedly a treasure.

But now even looking at it makes me feel stressed, and it seems useless for the time being.

"wrong……"

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, remembering what Mr.Reid said, what you practice is Tiger Fist. Even if you can't solve the mystery of the painting, it will be of great use to you.

Understand, Mr.Reid had no hope that he could unlock the secrets in the painting.

I only hope that he can observe this painting and practice the Tiger Fist to perfection.

There are four realms in the cultivation of any martial art, from shallow to deep.

At the first glimpse of the door, there is a slight success, a big success, and the peak is complete.

Tiger Fist is the foundation of the basic skills. With a little understanding, you can get a first glimpse of the method.

If you practice hard and spend enough time, it's not difficult to achieve success.

But it’s not easy to achieve success. If you don't have enough understanding, no matter how much time you have, it will be a waste.

As for peak perfection, that is a luxury.

No matter how basic the technique is, if it can be practiced to its peak and perfection, it can exert powerful lethality, which is eye-catching.

It can even break through the shackles of the level of the skill itself and exert lethality that transcends levels.

In the past two years, Nafastus Brian's Tiger Fist has always been hovering in the Xiaocheng realm.

The power of the Tiger Fist can only be used by 30%. It was a fluke to defeat Disastor Elliott before.

The main reason was that the opponent underestimated the enemy, and Disastor Elliott Nafastus Brian Ping casually.

He never expected that Nafastus Brian would be promoted to the third level of martial arts, so he suffered a big loss because of his impatience.

Joining the outer door will definitely bring you many new challenges.

It would be better to stabilize your realm first and practice the Tiger Fist to perfection before leaving.

In his previous life, Nafastus Brian was quite cautious in his behavior.

Make decisions and act, rarely rashly.

In this world where the weak and the strong prey on each other, there is no room for carelessness. Because of one carelessness, this life may be ruined.

Having made up his mind, Nafastus Brian no longer hesitated.

Fighting back the fear in his heart, Nafastus Brian once again opened the tiger scroll.

call!

It was as if a strong wind was blowing through his ears, and the pressure on his face came instantly.

Nafastus Brian tried to stay calm and carefully observed the charm of the tiger. After holding on for two seconds, he quickly closed the scroll.

Close your eyes and let the charm of the tiger in the painting echo in your mind.

When he opened his eyes, in a flash of light, Xiao Chen used his Tiger Fist in the small wooden house.

All of a sudden, his punches were like wind, moving like clouds and flowing water. The charm echoing in his mind was digested bit by bit as his fists and feet stretched.

By the time a set of punches was finished, Nafastus Brian felt so good that he felt so good.

Many thoughts welled up in my heart, all related to the details of the Tiger Fist.

An experience that he had never had before appeared in Nafastus Brian. It was mysterious and indescribable.

It really worked, Mr.Reid didn’t deceive me!

Nafastus Brian mouth showed joy, and he was full of energy and unfolded the scroll again.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds!

This time, the time Nafastus Brian spent looking at the scroll tripled to four seconds.

The tiger in the painting even has a vague prototype that is imprinted in his heart.

In the small and simple wooden house, the young man seemed to have opened the door to a new world, practicing over and over again rubbish techniques that were not worth mentioning in the eyes of others.

Sweating like rain, exhausted, but still persevering.

Even every time I unfold the scroll, I will tremble with fear, leaving behind a terrifying shadow.

Still gritting his teeth, mustering up the courage, he bravely unfolded the picture again and again.

The tiger comes down the mountain!

After repeating this ten times, Xiao Chen let out a loud shout, and the second offensive move of the Tiger Fist was unleashed without any hindrance.

In an instant, he transformed into a tiger and jumped half a foot from the ground, almost touching the roof.

When it fell, the bones in the body exploded, like a roar, and the sound was deafening.

Bang bang bang!

The overflowing strong wind blew the furnishings in the wooden house into a mess.

Tigers roar in the mountains and forests, fierce tigers descend from the mountains, and hundreds of beasts come to visit.

It is the three-stroke killing technique of Tiger Fist. The first twelve moves can only strengthen the body and exercise Qi and blood.

Now that the two killing moves have been completed, only the last move is left, the beasts will come to court.

Nafastus Brian's eyes flashed. This scroll was indeed a treasure. In just half a day, it was worth half a year of hard work.

"With this thing, my boxing skills will be perfected, and it will be just around the corner."

Having mastered two killing moves in one fell swoop, Nafastus Brian was full of confidence.

Three days later, the sun rose.

In front of a wooden house halfway up Qingyun Peak, the sun was shining, and a figure was moving around in the open space, punching like the wind.

Hoo ho ho!

With every punch, you can hear the whirring sound of wind. The young man is naturally the sword slave Nafastus Brian. He has not yet become an outer disciple, so in terms of identity, he is still the sword slave Qingyun.

In the open space, Nafastus Brian looked calmly and did not punch blindly.

He is sensing the heat in his body. It is said that this is internal energy, which can be generated by entering the third level of martial arts.

Becoming an outer sect disciple can obtain the method of cultivating inner strength, and only then can one be considered a true warrior.

At this moment, although he has not mastered the technique of cultivating inner strength, he has paid attention to the coordination with inner strength when punching.

Sudden!

His calm eyes revealed a fiery light, as if there were flames burning.

"Tiger roaring in the forest!"

boom!

The bones in the body made a loud noise, like a tiger roaring, roaring again and again. With one punch, there was an explosion-like sound in the air, the air flow was turbulent, and strong winds blew in all directions.

The tiger comes down the mountain!

Taking advantage of the rising momentum, Nafastus Brian soared into the sky, and then flew straight down. Transformed into a tiger, fell straight to the ground, bang!

As soon as the punch fell, cracks appeared on the ground paved with rocks.

Breaking the rocks with force, this Tiger Fist is completed!

After one punch, Nafastus Brian was sweating all over his body but not much. Compared with the profuse sweating when he first performed it, Lin Yun was much improved.

In three days, he finally mastered the Tiger Fist, and his level of martial arts at the third level stabilized.

call!

Hold your fist and stand still.

Under the sun, Nafastus Brian slightly childish face was full of vitality. He exhaled a filthy breath, looked calm and steady, and whispered to himself: "Now that my realm is stable and my boxing skills are perfect, I have something to rely on."

After entering the wooden house and washing up, Nafastus Brian looked at the purple mark between his eyebrows in the basin of water and felt a little thoughtful.

It was so eye-catching that even if he didn't care, it would be hard for outsiders to make noise.

After thinking about it, Nafastus Brian tore off a piece of cloth and tied it on his forehead as a headscarf.

After half a stick of incense, Lin Nafastus Brian appeared in the Qingyun Sect's Zongfu Hall.

The Zongwu Hall is the place where the sect houses its disciples and collects martial arts, weapons and sharp weapons.

When Nafastus Brian arrived, there were already many disciples in the Zongwu Hall gathered here.

"Senior, Lin Nafastus Brian, now has reached the third level of martial arts. Please apply to become an outer disciple."

In front of the deacon of the Zongwu Hall, Nafastus Brian took out his identity card and handed it to him for inspection, and said in a calm tone.

The deacon is an old man in gray clothes, his surname is Clark, his appearance is not amazing, but his cultivation has reached the sixth level of martial arts.

In front of him, Nafastus Brian could feel a lot of pressure.

"Sword slave Nafastus Brian?"

The gray-clothed deacon raised his eyebrows lazily and glanced at Nafastus Brian without checking his identity. He smiled and said, "I've heard of you. Your sword-raising skills are also famous in the sect."

The old man's voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it still attracted the attention of many people, who all expressed curiosity.

"Sword slave Nafastus Brian!"

"This guy actually broke through to the third level of martial arts. It's amazing. It seems like he has taken care of my sword."

"Why is he so awesome? Senior Senior sister Derek gave him countless pills, and he just managed to break through today. He's so stupid!"

The originally quiet Zongwu Hall caused a commotion after the deacon in gray named Nafastus Brian's name.

The voice was harsh. Nafastus Brian was neither happy nor sad, and said softly: "Senior, you are very polite. Can I become an outer disciple?"

"The sect's ancestral teachings state that anyone who has reached the third level of martial arts, regardless of status, can become an outer disciple. Logically speaking, this is the case, but... you can't!"