Entering the Mountain Forest to Comprehend Tiger Form

Northwest of Cang City stretched an unbroken expanse of mountains and forests called Flying Eagle Mountain.

For thousands of years, countless hunters had made their living by entering Flying Eagle Mountain to hunt.

Zhao Heita arrived in a rush, bringing Jiang Hao with him into Flying Eagle Mountain.

"Master, are there fierce tigers on Flying Eagle Mountain?"

Jiang Hao asked.

He now understood the purpose of Zhao Heita bringing him to Flying Eagle Mountain.

Though he had memories of fierce tigers in his mind, those were only fragments of videos.

In reality, Jiang Hao had never seen a fierce tiger before.

"Flying Eagle Mountain has many fierce tigers deep in the forests. If we're lucky, we'll encounter one soon."

Zhao Heita said calmly.

His tone carried no trace of fear toward the king of beasts.

That was only natural.

No matter how strong a fierce tiger was, it was still a wild animal.

Zhao Heita was a Transforming Force martial artist—how could he fear an ordinary beast?

A Ming Jin Martial Artist, once they burst forth with force, could unleash several thousand jin of power, let alone a Transforming Force martial artist.

Jiang Hao felt a faint thrill inside.

After all, this was about seeking a tiger, the king of beasts—he couldn't help but feel some anticipation.

The two wandered through the forest for an hour.

"Roar..."

Their luck was good; they finally encountered a fierce tiger.

This tiger looked majestic and powerful, seeming to stir the wind with every step.

They say clouds follow dragons and wind follows tigers—the saying held true.

"Jiang Hao, watch every move this tiger makes. See if you can grasp the Tiger Form?"

Zhao Heita said from the side.

"Tiger Form?"

Jiang Hao stared intently at the tiger's every movement.

The tiger walked very lightly, almost with a sense of grace.

Yet its eyes were incredibly sharp. Standing at the top of the forest's food chain, the tiger carried an aura of looking down on all living things.

Jiang Hao's Comprehension had reached 3.5—this stat couldn't compare to his Bone Quality, but it was still quite high.

Such Comprehension would surely allow him to reach Minor Accomplishment in Fierce Tiger Fist.

But for now, he was still missing a catalyst.

Now, that catalyst stood before him.

Jiang Hao fell into thought.

Certain moves within Fierce Tiger Fist seemed to gradually overlap and merge with the tiger before him.

Still, something was missing.

Yes, "killing intent."

The tiger's "killing intent."

"Master, I want to see how the tiger hunts."

"That's simple."

Zhao Heita nodded.

"Whoosh."

Zhao Heita moved.

He charged straight at the tiger.

The tiger was startled, not pouncing recklessly, but quickly retreating and circling to Zhao Heita's side, then suddenly lunging forward from beside him.

Though the tiger was an apex predator, it was very cautious and skilled at ambushes.

In that instant of the tiger's lunge, inspiration struck Jiang Hao.

"Yes, this is it!"

Jiang Hao couldn't help but begin demonstrating the moves of Fierce Tiger Fist.

Every move and stance truly resembled a real tiger.

Tiger Form achieved!

At this moment, Jiang Hao's Fierce Tiger Fist smoothly broke through from Proficiency to Minor Accomplishment.

Tiger Form was that simple—once the opportunity arrived, comprehension followed immediately.

However, the tiger pounced at Zhao Heita, and that was a true battle against a wild beast.

Zhao Heita suddenly turned his head.

He too threw out the Fierce Tiger Fist.

He also seemed like a real tiger.

"Boom."

Zhao Heita's fist smashed into the tiger's claw.

The tiger flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

The gap in strength was too great.

Zhao Heita hadn't even used his full power.

He had only exerted a tiny fraction of his strength.

Otherwise, with that single punch, the tiger would have been killed.

"Minor Accomplishment?"

Zhao Heita was very pleased.

It wasn't for nothing that he had personally brought Jiang Hao to Flying Eagle Mountain to search for tigers.

Once the Fierce Tiger Fist reached Minor Accomplishment, the power of the technique could increase by ten percent.

That was terrifying.

"Thank you for your trouble, Master."

Jiang Hao said with a smile.

"This Master can only help you this far. The rest—Major Accomplishment, Perfection—you'll have to comprehend on your own. This Master can do nothing more."

Zhao Heita stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of gratification.

Jiang Hao glanced at the tiger and saw that it was only growling lowly, not daring to act rashly.

A thought stirred in Jiang Hao's heart: "Master, could I take this tiger home? If I observe it daily, maybe I can train the Fierce Tiger Fist to Major Accomplishment or even Perfection faster."

Hearing this, Zhao Heita nodded and said, "Actually, this Master once did the same thing—caught a tiger and observed it daily. But after Minor Accomplishment, it seemed to have no further effect."

"Still, if you want to take the tiger home, you'll have to rely on yourself. If it were a wild beast, it would be hard to tame. But this tiger isn't a simple beast—it seems to have a trace of Tiger Demon Bloodline and understands human nature. If you want to subdue it, you'll have to beat it into submission yourself."

"Tiger Demon?"

Jiang Hao was startled.

This world had not only martial artists but also demons?

"Jiang Hao, since you're about to enter the Huangtian Sect, there's no harm in telling you. All things have spirit. Insects and beasts, by chance, can become demons. Once they become demons, their intelligence is no different from humans, and they can even train to grow stronger."

"Even the weakest demon is comparable to an 'Entering Dao' martial artist."

"In the Huangtian Sect, whether Inner Disciple or True Disciple, the ultimate goal is to 'Enter Dao'."

"Practice martial arts without Entering Dao, and in the end, it's all for nothing. After you enter the Huangtian Sect, your goal is also to Enter Dao! Back then, this Master's ancestor produced an Entering Dao expert, which allowed them to become high-ranking members of the Huangtian Sect."

Jiang Hao's eyes lit up.

Entering Dao?

So the goal of martial artists was to Enter Dao.

Demons were equivalent to Entering Dao martial artists?

"You're only at Ming Jin now, still far from Entering Dao. Just understand some basic knowledge. Once you enter the Huangtian Sect, you can learn more on your own."

"This tiger has a Tiger Demon Bloodline, so it has some intelligence and can be tamed by people. As for whether you can tame it, that's up to you. This Master won't help."

Zhao Heita made it very clear.

The tiger before them had intelligence and wasn't a simple beast—it could be tamed.

But to tame it, Jiang Hao would have to find a way himself.

Yet Jiang Hao was only seven years old.

A seven-year-old child, taming such a fierce tiger?

"Yes, Master. This disciple will try."

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, his gaze locking onto the tiger.

Though he was only seven, he was already a Ming Jin Martial Artist.

No matter how high his cultivation or how strong his techniques, he still needed real combat.

Without real combat, one can never become a martial artist.

Jiang Hao roughly understood his master's meaning.

This was to have him truly engage in a real fight!

Watching Jiang Hao walk out step by step, Zhao Heita nodded to himself.

His intention was indeed to let Jiang Hao gain practical combat experience.

And with him present, no matter what danger arose, he could intervene to save him.

"This fierce tiger has a Tiger Demon Bloodline, but in the end, it's just a beast with a sliver of intelligence. Though it's the king of beasts, it's still no match for a Ming Jin Martial Artist. Even an ordinary Ming Jin Martial Artist could kill this tiger, let alone Jiang Hao?"

Zhao Heita knew that the force Jiang Hao had awakened was doubled in power, far surpassing an ordinary Ming Jin Martial Artist.

What he lacked was nothing more than practical combat.

Cultivation is cultivation, combat is combat.

Combat requires technique, ferocity, and experience.

These were all things Jiang Hao lacked.

To make up for them all at once was certainly impossible.

But letting Jiang Hao truly experience a real fight was still very necessary.

Jiang Hao approached the fierce tiger step by step.

The tiger had some intelligence, but it was certainly no match for a human.

Seeing Jiang Hao's "little runt"-like figure drawing near, the tiger seemed provoked, letting out a low growl.

Jiang Hao did not dare to be careless.

He was also observing the tiger.

And seeing the tiger's form allowed Jiang Hao to understand the "Tiger Form" even more deeply.

"Swoosh."

The tiger leaped up, pouncing forward.

In Jiang Hao's eyes, the massive tiger radiated a terrifying aura, sweeping toward him like a hurricane, reaching him in the blink of an eye.

A trace of fear involuntarily arose in his heart.

This was only human nature.

But Jiang Hao was, after all, a Ming Jin Martial Artist.

Especially since he had just comprehended the "Tiger Form," bringing his Fierce Tiger Fist to the Minor Accomplishment realm.

Seeing the tiger pounce at him, Jiang Hao's small body suddenly sidestepped, and then, like a tiger himself, he threw a punch straight at the beast.

"Boom."

The punch landed on the tiger's flank.

The tiger was still in midair.

Struck like this, its heavy body crashed to the ground.

Jiang Hao did not hesitate for a moment. He executed the "Tiger Leap" from the Fierce Tiger Fist, jumping down and delivering a punch straight to the head.

This punch unleashed his Ming Jin.

The doubled terrifying additional force slammed heavily into the tiger's head.

Instantly, a dull thud rang out.

The tiger felt its head go dizzy, and its massive body collapsed to the ground.

"Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam."

Jiang Hao struck continuously, his fists raining down like hailstones on the tiger's body.

"Alright, if you keep hitting it, you'll beat this tiger to death."

Seeing this, Zhao Heita immediately warned Jiang Hao.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao stopped.

He looked at the tiger before him, which was now basically unable to move on the ground.

It was even letting out a constant "whimper" from its mouth.

"Are you willing to follow me?"

Jiang Hao asked the tiger.

The tiger had some intelligence and could understand Jiang Hao's meaning.

The tiger nodded, and even forced itself to stand, lowering its head and kneeling before Jiang Hao, affectionately licking his foot with its tongue.

This was a beast's gesture of submission.

A faint smile appeared on Jiang Hao's face.

The Fierce Tiger submitted.

He had just gained a "Tiger Pet."

Jiang Hao had actually been holding back earlier.

The Fierce Tiger looked battered, but it was all superficial wounds—nothing serious.

"I'll give you a name. Let's call you Big Tiger."

Jiang Hao's childhood name was Little Tiger, and now he had tamed this Fierce Tiger—truly fated with the word "tiger."

Big Tiger nuzzled affectionately against Jiang Hao's face.

Jiang Hao looked at Big Tiger's massive body, feeling a bit eager to try something.

So, he flipped himself directly onto Big Tiger's back.

Tigers don't have great endurance, so they're not really suited for carrying people.

But Jiang Hao was a child, very light in weight, which had no effect on Big Tiger at all.

Jiang Hao sat on Big Tiger's back, looking extremely excited.

After all, what child could resist the temptation of riding on a tiger's back?

"He's still just a kid after all..."

Watching Jiang Hao having a blast on the tiger's back, Zhao Heita smiled knowingly.

So Zhao Heita shook his head and rode his horse, while Jiang Hao rode Big Tiger, slowly making their way back toward Cang City.