Battle Against Flying Tiger

ROAR!

A tiger's roar resounded, and in an instant, the cacophony of spirit beast cries that had been rising and falling was silenced, as if they had been struck dumb.

Then, a massive shadow slowly descended, and only then did Yang Chen see the true form of the behemoth.

It was a tiger as white as snow, save for a pair of enormous wings sprouting from its back.

A dense aura emanated from the Flying Tiger, and with the enhancement of the white mist and the pressure of White Tiger Mountain, its presence grew even more formidable.

Only now did Yang Chen understand why so many A-rank ability users had been dispatched and still failed to take down this Flying Tiger.

Even for Yang Chen, the spiritual energy within his body began to churn restlessly.

Fortunately, his blood-energy was powerful enough to suppress the agitation of his spiritual energy, allowing him to steady himself.

"So this is the Flying Tiger!"

Yang Chen stared at the creature's massive frame, his expression turning slightly grave.

This Flying Tiger was arguably the strongest opponent he had encountered, excluding Grandmasters.

"S-rank mid-stage, my foot!"

Yang Chen sensed the beast's aura and immediately cursed aloud.

This was nowhere near S-rank mid-stage! It was clearly bordering on the peak of S-rank!

Yang Chen felt like punching someone.

The intelligence report had explicitly stated S-rank mid-stage, but seeing it now, it was clearly S-rank peak. How could they be so misleading?

Meanwhile, inside Building Number 98, Chen Tianxin slowly approached Elder Wang and said with a smile, "Do you think that kid will have a breakdown when he encounters the Flying Tiger and realizes it isn't what the report described?"

As he spoke, a hint of playfulness hung on Chen Tianxin's face, identical to the look Yang Chen had given the python earlier.

Elder Wang lifted his head slightly, glanced at Chen Tianxin, and chuckled. "You really know how to cause trouble for others. Even if an S-rank powerhouse from Number 98 were to strike, they might not be able to take that beast down. That kid is likely in for some suffering!"

"A little suffering isn't a bad thing. That kid is an unpolished gem; he needs some proper carving," Chen Tianxin said nonchalantly.

He cared deeply about Yang Chen's talent. If not for certain past events, he might have taken Yang Chen as his disciple. But even if he couldn't, giving him a good "carving" was perfectly fine.

"Aren't you afraid he'll die in the Flying Tiger's jaws?" Elder Wang asked, teasing Chen Tianxin.

"If that Flying Tiger's teeth can chew through a Grandmaster's body, I'll eat this building! But yes, the kid is definitely going to suffer," Chen Tianxin replied.

"Forget it. I'm old, and I'm too lazy to rack my brain over these things. As long as you know what you're doing," Elder Wang shook his head, then lay back down and let his eyes droop shut.

Chen Tianxin didn't mind the elder's reaction; he simply looked toward the south, a glimmer of light flickering in his eyes.

Back at White Tiger Mountain, Yang Chen looked at the Flying Tiger with a sense of speechlessness. Although he wasn't exactly afraid, he was quite annoyed.

Damn it, can't the intelligence department get their facts straight? People could die because of this! If his own cultivation hadn't been solid, he might have actually met his end here.

No, he would definitely have a word with Elder Wang when he got back. The intelligence work at Number 98 was pathetic!

What a bunch of useless hacks!

The Flying Tiger's massive pupils caught sight of Yang Chen. The aura radiating from the human wasn't very strong, but it was incredibly irritating!

It was the same aura as that group of annoying ants from before!

The Flying Tiger grew restless.

ROAR!

Another tiger's roar tore through the air. Yang Chen's figure was reflected in the beast's giant pupils as a gale erupted, shredding the scattered flesh of the python on the ground into dust.

Yang Chen grew increasingly solemn. He wasn't afraid, but a real fight would be troublesome!

The gale tore at his body, but how could Yang Chen's Grandmaster-level physique be so easily shaken?

Even if his spiritual energy hadn't crossed into the Grandmaster realm, the sheer suppression of his physical body was enough!

"Open up!"

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, and waves of crimson energy erupted from his body. His blood-energy surged, a terrifying pressure flooding toward the Flying Tiger like a tidal wave.

BOOM! BOOM!!!

The gale was instantly torn apart. The surrounding white mist dissipated—some scattered by the wind, others shredded by Yang Chen's blood-energy.

A flicker of human-like hesitation appeared in the Flying Tiger's pupils.

The little thing before it had clearly possessed a weak aura moments ago, but now, it had become incredibly powerful in an instant—even slightly stronger than itself.

What the hell was this?

The not-so-bright Flying Tiger was thoroughly confused.

But it wouldn't have time to wonder, for Yang Chen's fist was already hurtling toward it!

Flames and virulent poison surged directly over Yang Chen's fists.

Logically, poison and fire were incompatible energies, but since both abilities had been devoured by Yang Chen, they were now entirely his own. Thus, there was no question of repulsion or conflict.

Yet, the combined energy of the two was terrifying!

The Flying Tiger lashed out with a paw, carrying the force of a concentrated gale!

Flying Tiger Ability: Gale Force!

This had been mentioned in the intelligence reports.

Yang Chen was aware of this, and his punch hadn't been intended to crush the Flying Tiger anyway; he wanted to test its strength.

Thud!

The tiger's paw, which had looked soft and supple, turned as hard as steel the moment they collided. Their horrific power erupted, tearing the surrounding air apart.

Yang Chen's eyes flickered, and he became locked in a struggle with the Flying Tiger.

The scene looked almost harmonious: a tiny human leaping and darting across the massive body of the Flying Tiger, with green and red light flickering like neon signs.

The Flying Tiger, however, was extremely irritable. It had come because it smelled blood and had hoped to scavenge a free meal without a fight, only to run into this creature.

He was jumping all over its body like a flea. That would have been one thing, but damn it, he actually hit hard, and that was annoying!

ROAR!!!

The Flying Tiger let out a furious bellow. Instantly, a gale swept across the heavens and earth, and terrifying power converged to silently manifest a tornado.

The Flying Tiger dove straight into the heart of the tornado.

There was no helping it; Yang Chen was on its back, and it couldn't reach him, so it had to resort to this desperate measure.

It wanted to use the tearing power of the tornado to shred Yang Chen into pieces!

But the one thing it miscalculated was that Yang Chen's physical body was incredibly strong!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

Deafening roars echoed all around. That was the terrifying tearing force of the tornado. Blades of wind struck Yang Chen's face, but he didn't care in the slightest. Although it stung, it wasn't enough to make him feel threatened!

"I'll teach you to move around!"

Yang Chen's temper had been ignited by the Flying Tiger.

He rained down punches like a torrential storm, slamming them fiercely into the Flying Tiger's body. Every strike caused the beast's flesh to bloom with blood.

Droplets of red blood spilled from the Flying Tiger's body.

ROAR! ROAR!

The Flying Tiger, unable to bear the pain, flapped its massive wings and took to the sky. Yang Chen lost his footing for a moment and sat down hard on the tiger's back.

Fortunately, Yang Chen grabbed onto the tiger's fur just in time, or the beast would have shaken him right off.

The Flying Tiger was exceptionally agitated now. It flapped its giant wings continuously, shaking its entire body to try and throw Yang Chen off, only to find that the brat was gripping its fur with a death-like hold, refusing to let go.

"You dog, trying to shake your grandpa to death? Pfft!"

Yang Chen cursed angrily, and a surge of pitch-black energy erupted. As if meeting no resistance, it flowed directly through the Flying Tiger's wounds and into its body.

In an instant, a terrifying tearing force erupted, exploding inside the Flying Tiger. A miniature black hole emerged, possessing a powerful suction that began to drain the Flying Tiger's spiritual energy and abilities bit by bit!

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

The Flying Tiger panicked. It never imagined a black hole would appear inside its own body!

This was cheating!

It defied all logic!

Streams of spiritual essence and the Flying Tiger's Gale Force flowed through the black hole and into Yang Chen's body.

Ding! Congratulations to the Host for acquiring a new ability: Gale Force!

Yang Chen's pupils flashed, and the Gale Force erupted instantly. Soft currents of wind caught his body, and he began to float.

"Holy crap, I can actually fly!"

Yang Chen had assumed the Flying Tiger flew because of the giant wings on its back, but it seemed it was actually the effect of the Gale Force!

Tsk tsk, not bad at all!

Yang Chen savored the feeling of stability in the air before finally letting go of the Flying Tiger's fur.

The Flying Tiger stared at Yang Chen with its massive pupils, looking completely bewildered.

Wait, why did that ability feel so familiar?

Wasn't that its own damn ability? How did it end up with Yang Chen!

Holy hell, you can do that?!

The Flying Tiger's large eyes were filled with large questions!

What the hell was this?

The Flying Tiger was truly dumbfounded.

Yang Chen rubbed his palms together, then flashed a fierce grin at the Flying Tiger. "You dog, playing games with me? If I don't beat the crap out of you now, my name isn't Yang!"

To be continued!