Two Tigers Strength

"Thunderous Gale!"

In the small woods by the mountain stream, a clear, cold shout suddenly rang out.

Among the trees, a figure darted back and forth, palms striking out one after another with resounding force, accompanied by rumbles like rolling thunder.

"Bang!" With a dull crash, wood chips flew everywhere, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared where the palm had struck.

Then, with another cracking sound, the tree toppled in response.

Ye Xiwen had already practiced the four forms of Thunderclap Hand to great proficiency. He could use them at will without the slightest hindrance. In the blink of an eye, five days had passed. The strength throughout Ye Xiwen's body had reached 995 jin. He was only a step away from breaking through 1,000 jin and attaining Two Tigers Strength. Ordinarily, only martial artists at the Houtian Fifth Stage could reach Two Tigers Strength. Yet although Ye Xiwen's strength was already nearing Two Tigers Strength, he could sense that he was not far from breaking through to the Houtian Fourth Stage.

With his strength already approaching Two Tigers Strength, Ye Xiwen's Thunderclap Hand had finally reached six resounding bursts!

Over these five days, his progress had been nothing short of tremendous. He was enough to sweep aside experts of the Houtian Fourth Stage—but it was not enough, far from enough!

Ye Xiwen practiced the forms of Thunderclap Hand again and again. In martial cultivation, the Fourth and Fifth Stages were a watershed, and 1,000 jin of strength was likewise a massive dividing line. A martial artist with 1,000 jin of strength—one possessing Two Tigers Strength—could easily defeat several martial artists with 999 jin of strength.

This was because when a person's strength surged to 500 jin, it no longer remained scattered throughout the limbs and body as before. Instead, it condensed into a single force, no longer dispersed, endlessly renewed and inexhaustible. Its power would instantly increase severalfold, undergoing an earth-shaking transformation.

And once a person's strength reached 1,000 jin, two streams of force would emerge, echoing and answering each other, making them far stronger than before.

Ye Xiwen performed Thunderclap Hand once more, producing seven rumbling muffled blasts in a single motion.

"Bang!"

Ye Xiwen once again struck the air apart with his palm. His entire body was soaked in sweat, as though he had just been hauled from the water. Every muscle ached and tingled, twitching without stop, as if he had reached his limit.

Gritting his teeth, Ye Xiwen flung away the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes. His whole body was numb, sore, and weak, but he knew that the more it was like this, the less he could give up. Though the Yi Yuan Sect on Green Peak Mountain was merely a branch of the Yi Yuan Sect's Main Sect, it had split off from the Yi Yuan Sect after all, and its various manuals were plentiful. They contained detailed records on how to make breakthroughs. The key to breaking through was achieving endless renewal and inexhaustible strength—when the physical body was at its most exhausted, one had to continue without rest and generate new strength, forming a cycle that would flow without end.

"Hiss..." Ye Xiwen's cracked lips pulled into a grimace. Without pausing, he launched into another set of Thunderclap Hand.

His figure kept weaving through the forest. Every move and every stance was executed with meticulous precision.

Who knew how long passed before Ye Xiwen finally stopped. With one palm strike, a mass of lightning-like true qi erupted, forcibly producing an explosive roar.

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

"Bang!"

Ye Xiwen had actually forced out the seventh thunderous explosion with a single palm strike.

All the muscles in Ye Xiwen's body began to twitch, and his bones collided with crackling pops. His old strength was exhausted, yet new strength naturally arose. Ye Xiwen's power broke through once more, twisting into a single force as he attained Two Tigers Strength. His strength advanced in an explosive surge, and his cultivation also rode the current to break through to the peak of the Houtian Fourth Stage.

Though he was only at the peak of the Houtian Fourth Stage, with Two Tigers Strength and Thunderclap Hand that had reached seven bursts—

Even martial artists of the Houtian Fifth Stage would no longer be his match.

Suddenly, faint rustling came from a patch of forest ahead. Then, a gigantic pig-shaped monster over two meters tall, its body covered in long spikes, snorted as it plowed a path through the undergrowth and emerged.

Ye Xiwen's heart immediately tightened. This was a Houtian Fifth Stage demonic beast, an Arrow Pig Beast. Its greatest weapon was the dense array of long spikes covering its body. When it encountered danger, it would shoot them out. One careless mistake, and someone would be turned into a pincushion.

Arrow Pig Beasts were thick-skinned and tough-fleshed, making them difficult to deal with. They were also immensely strong, and their pair of long tusks could gore even a fierce tiger to death.

The moment this Arrow Pig Beast emerged, its small eyes locked firmly onto Ye Xiwen. It kicked off the ground, its muscles instantly tensing. In the next moment, dozens of long spikes shot toward Ye Xiwen like arrows, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.

Ye Xiwen felt somewhat depressed. He had no idea what was wrong with this beast. Perhaps he had been too absorbed in practicing his fist techniques earlier and had not paid attention, accidentally entering this Arrow Pig Beast's territory. But Ye Xiwen did not move slowly. He stamped his foot, and true qi exploded beneath it. Light as a swallow, he swept into the air, dodging most of the spikes before batting aside several that flew straight at his face.

Seeing that its attack had failed, the Arrow Pig Beast charged over at astonishing speed. It was completely unlike its clumsy, hulking appearance. Its long tusks thrust upward, intending to skewer Ye Xiwen clean through.

In midair, Ye Xiwen tapped his left foot against his right, twisting his body and forcibly changing direction, narrowly avoiding the Arrow Pig Beast's tusks.

The instant Ye Xiwen landed, the Arrow Pig Beast's mountain-like body crushed down toward him, giving him no chance at all to catch his breath.

Ye Xiwen snorted coldly and did not retreat. He stamped down, detonating a burst of true qi beneath his feet. His body shot forward like an arrow, and he struck out with his palm, as though it were wrapped in swirling clouds and mist. Lightning Flashes and Thunder Roars, and the rumbling sound was deafening. In an instant, Ye Xiwen's palm passed through the dense spikes covering the Arrow Pig Beast's body and slammed viciously into it. Illusory Cloud Force burst forth, and Ye Xiwen's Two Tigers Strength exploded in full.

"Bang!"

Ye Xiwen's strike split the Arrow Pig Beast's skin and tore its flesh apart, breaking several of its ribs. It screamed repeatedly, its mountain-like body forced back again and again by Ye Xiwen's blow.

Ordinary true qi would have had no way to deal with an Arrow Pig Beast's thick hide and tough flesh, much less when this was a Houtian Fifth Stage demonic beast while Ye Xiwen was only at the peak of the Fourth Stage.

But Ye Xiwen's strength had long since broken through to Two Tigers Strength, no weaker than that of the Arrow Pig Beast. Combined with Thunderclap Hand at the level of seven bursts—

One palm—just one palm—had left the Arrow Pig Beast's skin split and flesh torn, its ribs shattered as it screamed without end.

Brothers, just a little more, just a little more and we'll blast onto the rankings! Do you dare give it some more strength? Charge the rankings!