Chu Feng shouted and charged forward.
In the process, his adrenaline surged, his heart rate increased several times over, and his blood flow accelerated!
As a modern person, where had he ever seen such things? This was the first time in his life he faced a giant beast, and his body quickly adjusted to the tense and dangerous atmosphere.
A six-meter-long ferocious beast, resembling a white tiger, pounced before him. Its sharp claws, when spread out, looked like gleaming sickles, and it swung them down directly.
Chu Feng dodged. Before understanding the strength of this giant beast, he didnât dare to confront it head-on. He leaped, brushing past the edge of the large claw, and flipped forward.
The beastâs claws hit the ground, sparks flying. There was a patch of mountain rock that was directly cut with deep grooves, showing how sharp and powerful they were.
If it were an ordinary person, being caught by such a large claw would certainly result in being cut in half, with no chance of survival.
The air exploded with the sound of three thick tails sweeping horizontally, with immense strength. The tails, when swung, were as straight as iron rods!
Chu Feng dodged again. Crack! A tree, about a foot thick, was snapped and fell to the ground with a loud thud, leaves flying everywhere.
Chu Fengâs eyes widened. As a modern person, when had he ever seen such a terrifying monster?
Even though the world had changed dramatically, he had seen various anomalies, but he had never experienced facing such a ferocious giant beast.
This ferocious beast is called a Three-Tailed Beast, a variant of a giant tiger, with three tails and a large body, usually over six to seven meters long.
It possesses all the abilities of a giant tiger, and its three tails, as hard as iron, can easily split mountains and sever the bodies of its enemies.
The beastâs roar shook the sky, and the forest trembled.
The Three-Tailed Beast pounced, opening its massive mouth, large enough to swallow an adult whole. Its fangs were over two feet long, white and gleaming.
Chu Feng retreated. If his speed hadnât been fast enough, the Three-Tailed Beast would have swallowed him in one pounce.
In the distance, the yellow ox let out a low roar, urging Chu Feng to attack and not to be afraid.
"Whoâs afraid of who? Letâs fight!" Chu Feng threw caution to the wind, roaring like a wild beast, making the trees tremble slightly.
Previously, he had dodged several times, observing the Three-Tailed Beastâs strength, which wasnât necessarily greater than his own. However, its massive mouth and sharp claws were indeed terrifying.
Now, he charged forward, what was there to fear?
He readied the first move of the Great Bull Demon Fist, his fist instantly enveloped in a layer of mysterious power. With a roar, he charged forward.
Behind him, a massive bull appeared, its black body glowing with a dark light, exuding a primeval aura, its body robust, eyes wide, and large horns pointing to the sky, as if from ancient times!
A bullâs roar shook the mountains, leaves falling and flying everywhere.
The Three-Tailed Beast was startled, its white fur bristling. It arched its body, ready to launch its most powerful attack.
Chu Fengâs punch landed, and with the imprint of his fist, the black bull behind him, head high and horns gleaming, charged forward.
The Three-Tailed Beast opened its massive mouth and swiped with its large claws, putting all its strength into the attack.
With a loud boom, the ground trembled, and the area shook violently. Despite the significant size difference, the strength of the man and the beast was not determined by their size.
The Three-Tailed Beast roared in pain, injured and stumbling backward, then falling.
The massive bullâs charge knocked it over.
When the dark light dissipated, Chu Fengâs punch shattered the Three-Tailed Beastâs large claw and broke one of its two-foot-long white fangs, blood flowing.
The first move of the Great Bull Demon Fist, also known as the Ultimate Divine Form, made the bull appear, with immense power, even greater than the Three-Tailed Beast.
On the ground, a bloody fang lay, sharp like a blade.
The Three-Tailed Beastâs mouth bled, and it rolled to its feet. Its demeanor changed; it was no longer arrogant or fierce.
"So powerful, it can kill a giant beast!" Chu Feng muttered, looking at his fist, feeling as if he were in a dream.
He wasnât born in the wild, so he had never experienced such a bloody battle. The sight of the giant fangs and the outcome had a significant impact on him.
"I can turn green stones into powder with my fist, so Iâm not afraid of it. Come, monster, letâs practice!" Chu Feng shouted.
After the initial tension and fear, he gradually calmed down, adapting to the wild nature of the mountains.
The Three-Tailed Beastâs eyes glowed with ferocity. It arched its body, hiding its claws, and bared its white fangs. This wasnât a sign of retreat but a preparation for a powerful attack.
This ferocious beast had some of the white tigerâs bloodline, a type of giant tiger, naturally savage, and rarely backing down in a fight, fighting to the death.
"Come, letâs practice!"
Chu Feng, fearless, took the initiative, swinging his fist and charging forward.
In the forest, the sounds were dense. Chu Feng continuously punched, engaging in a fierce battle with the Three-Tailed Beast, performing the Great Bull Demon Fist from the first to the eighth move.
In the actual combat, he became more proficient and relaxed.
If he had used lethal force, the Three-Tailed Beast would have been killed, but to hone his fist technique, he held back.
The Three-Tailed Beastâs iron tail swept again, but Chu Feng met it with a punch, breaking the tail and causing blood to spurt.
He frowned and stepped back.
Despite his exceptional strength, he still found the bloodshed somewhat unsettling, being a modern person, not accustomed to killing.
However, the Three-Tailed Beast, driven by its ferocity, didnât care about his restraint. It roared and fiercely counterattacked, its large claws and massive mouth coming at him.
Chu Fengâs eyes glowed with a cold light. He narrowly avoided the attack, the large claw grazing his face, almost tearing him apart.
He roared, releasing his primal wildness, leaping up and striking with all his might.
In the end, with three consecutive punches, Chu Feng broke the Three-Tailed Beastâs large claw, shattered its head, and punched a bloody hole through its chest.
The battle ended, and the six-meter-long giant beast fell with a loud thud, blood gushing.
This time, Chu Feng didnât dodge, allowing the hot beast blood to splash on him. He was calm, his mind clear, as if he had undergone a kind of cleansing.
It wasnât about being fierce or cruel, or a blood sacrifice, but a survival instinct that had been awakened, gradually elevating.
Chu Feng felt the past of the ancient ancestors, standing on the wild land, facing harsh survival conditions, battling the elements and ferocious beasts, bathing in divine blood, just to survive.
It took a long time for him to come to his senses.
The yellow ox was already nearby, urging him to quickly drag the giant beast away.
Chu Feng knew they couldnât stay long, as the blood smell would easily attract other ferocious beasts. He dragged the Three-Tailed Beast and ran quickly along the original path.
Even so, they encountered attacks along the way.
The blood smell attracted various predators, and pairs of terrifying eyes in the primeval forest opened, looking in their direction, then chasing them fiercely.
Fortunately, they were still in the outer area, not deep in the mountains, so they didnât encounter particularly terrifying creatures.
Just as they were about to leave, a danger occurred. A black, massive hand, as large as three rooms, descended from the sky, striking down forcefully.
Thud! The entire forest trembled violently, as if an earthquake!
At the same time, the Three-Tailed Beast, which Chu Feng was dragging, was hit, turning into a mass of mud, blood splattering, the scene extremely terrifying.
The yellow ox galloped out of the mountains.
Chu Feng, with the remaining part of the beast, covered in blood, also rolled out of the mountain pass.
Fortunately, they were only a few meters from the outside, narrowly avoiding the black hand.
Looking back, Chu Fengâs hair stood on end. What kind of monster was that?
It was like a mountain, extremely large, with a human-like body, completely black, with hair over five feet long, even on the black hand, the black hair was terrifying.
It had pounced, and a single slap almost crushed Chu Feng and the yellow ox.
It had already stood up, its massive body over a hundred meters tall, like a black mountain, with cold eyes, staring outward.
However, it didnât force its way out. After a moment, it slowly retreated, the forest shaking, leaves falling.
Chu Feng saw clearly that it disappeared behind the mountain, entering deeper into the primeval mountains.
For a long time, Chu Feng stood there, covered in beast blood and cold sweat.
Finally, he looked down at the Three-Tailed Beast he had dragged out, only the two hind legs and a small part of the body remained, the rest turned into blood mud in that shocking blow.
"What kind of monster is this? We almost turned into meat mud too." He was somewhat moved, feeling a chill in his body.
"Black Divine Ape." The yellow ox wrote these three words, then added, "In a year or two, Iâll kill it!"
Although only the two hind legs remained, they still weighed several hundred pounds. Chu Feng carried them and ran back home.
After a simple cleanup, he skinned the beast and used a black short sword to cut the legs, stuffing them into two large freezers.
"I wonât have to go out for many days." Chu Feng sighed in relief.
The yellow ox shook its head, seriously telling him to go every day.
Chu Feng opened his mouth but finally nodded. He knew that going there to hone himself would indeed bring great gains, helping him adapt to various dangers, leading to a transformation.
For example, compared to before entering the mountains, he was now much stronger, with a comprehensive improvement in his mindset, courage, and experience.
Chu Feng knew that with the world changing, it was necessary to undergo a partial transformation to return to a wild state.
Otherwise, waiting passively for a harsh and cruel environment to appear in the future would require him to gain experience with blood and life, losing much more.
In the following days, Chu Feng went into the mountains every day to hone himself, practicing his fist techniques.
His fist strength grew, and his understanding of the first eight moves deepened, leading to a new level of power in the Bull Demon Fist.
Subsequently, he mastered the ninth move of the Great Bull Demon Fist, which he was forced to use in a battle with a ferocious bird over ten meters long, unleashing even greater strength.
Sakyamuniâs Elephant Toss!
To Chu Feng, this wasnât a myth but a real situation when the body reached a certain stage of strength, and he wanted to experience it firsthand!