Feeling his domain's perception of the outside world, Chen Cheng needed no prompting from Samlet. As if he had mastered it without a teacher, he directly used his domain to throw a punch.
A phantom image of a fierce tiger shot out with his fist, leaving a deep crater in the ground.
Chen Cheng had thrown that punch by imitating the Tiger Form Fist he recalled from his memories. Yet he had not expected that with merely one movement, the Battle Aura within his body would move as if it had long been rehearsed, following a particular route and actually producing a Tiger Form phantom.
At that moment, Chen Cheng thought of another martial art. He recalled Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, which he had read in his previous life, then let out an angry roar and struck a palm toward the front.
Yet the dragon-shaped Battle Aura he had imagined did not appear. There was only an utterly ordinary palm print.
Samlet, standing to the side, was deeply curious. Seeing Chen Cheng unleash that Tiger Form Fist had greatly surprised him. That punch had not only drawn upon the power within Chen Cheng's domain, but had also carried Chen Cheng's unique spiritual attack.
An ordinary Platinum Rank warrior, upon facing that punch, would be intimidated by the fierce tiger's spirit contained within it before even being struck by the fist wind.
Yet although the following palm strike came with an angry roar and looked formidable in stance, it was in truth far inferior to the previous punch.
Samlet thought that the Tiger Form was likely born from Chen Cheng's years of living with him in the forest, where he had grown accustomed to seeing those savage beasts and could naturally imitate their spirit and bearing.
He had not expected Chen Cheng