Lin Taichu sat cross-legged on the grass, feeling the surging power within his body.
The fourth level of the Martial Disciple realm had brought his physical strength to a new level. His muscles were sleek and explosive, every inch of his skin radiating a faint golden sheen—the mark of the Chaos Emperor Art tempering his body.
"Dragon Tiger Harmony truly lives up to its reputation."
Lin Taichu murmured, forming hand seals before his chest as the power of dragon and tiger within him began to merge.
A powerful aura erupted from his body. The surrounding grass and trees bent low, while distant beasts sensed the pressure and fled in panic.
Suddenly, Lin Taichu opened his eyes, and two golden light beams shot forth as though they were tangible.
He clenched his right fist and punched at a huge boulder ahead. A tiger's roar rang out from within him, golden dragon energy coiling around his fist and echoing the tiger-striped pattern.
"Boom!" The boulder shattered on impact, sending fragments flying and raising a cloud of dust.
Lin Taichu looked at the scene before him and nodded in satisfaction. The power of that punch far surpassed that of an ordinary fourth-level Martial Disciple. Even a fifth-level martial artist might not be able to receive it easily.
"At the peak of the second level of Martial Master!"
Lin Taichu's eyes burned as he muttered, "Only one step remains before the third level of Martial Master!"
After pausing for a while to regulate his breathing, he continued darting northeast.
Dusk was approaching, night gradually falling as the chill in the air grew stronger.
Yet Lin Taichu seemed oblivious as he continued speeding onward.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Lin Taichu heard a sound ahead.
"Swish!"
Lin Taichu reacted swiftly, his body shooting backward to evade the hidden