Zongwu: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 6 Swordsman, Mountain God (for further reading and investment)
The rain stopped, the wind did not stop.

Five men who looked like hunters walked in front with wooden spears, opening the way for two swordsmen in black suits behind.

A group of people seemed to be looking for something in the mountains, but after the heavy rain, they were a little embarrassed, and they cursed the damn weather from time to time.

The older one is named Gao Yueming, and the other is his sworn brother, Yang Zhou.

The two swordsmen have firm eyebrows, piercing eyes, and slightly bulging temples. They are both masters of internal strength for more than 20 years.

Undergrowth.

A group of seven people were still looking for the trace of the mountain god, and kept on their way.

Gao Yueming habitually twirled his beard with his thumb, and sighed: "This big worm is easy for us to find. After searching for a few days, we only saw some hair and footprints, but just after we found some traces, it was gone after a rainstorm. "

Yang Zhou on the side also sighed: "Yeah, no matter whether this big bug is a strange beast or not, it's so hard to find. Damn, if you find it, you must torture it."

The two are brothers of different surnames who got acquainted because of a fight in the rivers and lakes. Recently, because the two of them encountered a bottleneck in martial arts, they needed some precious medicine and strange beasts as an introduction to break through.

It happened that the two brothers heard the rumor of the "mountain god" when they traveled here, and guessed that the tiger was a strange beast, so they thought of hunting and eating its flesh and blood to boost their skills.

Among them, Yang Zhou has learned the martial art of Tiger Soul Fist, and needs to feel the power of this rare tiger to perfect his artistic conception of boxing, so the two spent a lot of money to recruit local hunters to help them find the "mountain god" .

"Several, we have driven a long way, let's take a rest in front."

After walking several miles of mountain roads and turning over two mountains, Gao Yueming said.

After searching for three days, Gao Yueming and Yang Zhou were also a little tired. They also considered that the five hunters hadn't learned martial arts after all. Fix it for a while.

The five hunters also nodded, and took out water and dry food to eat. One of them found a big tree stump and sat down directly, exhaling comfortably from his throat.

But Gao Yueming and Yang Zhou took out the dried meat and ate hastily with wine and water.

"Hey, where do you sit? This is Grandpa Shanshen's dining table, you still sit."

As soon as the leader of the hunter took a sip of water, he saw the person he led sitting on a tree stump, so he quickly picked up the wooden pole and knocked the person on the back several times.

"What a mountain god, it's just a big bug."

"You don't have a long memory, do you? How many times have I told you not to touch the things of the mountain gods?"

The man got up quickly after being beaten, but he couldn't avoid being scolded, he kept muttering, and the rest of the people were laughing at him.

Yang Zhou over here laughed: "Brother, it's just a tiger, these people are really enshrined as mountain gods, haha."

However, Gao Yueming moved slightly and saw a few scratches on the stump the size of a millstone, and a huge tiger's paw print the size of a palm that couldn't be covered by dead leaves underneath. According to the footprints - this tiger is indeed abnormally large.

"This kind of foolish people in the mountains are rare and strange. I, Yang Ye, have killed a few big worms, but it's just a bigger one, so it's nothing to be afraid of! Hehe... hiccup!"

Seeing Yang Zhou drink up half a bag of wine in the water bag, Gao Yueming shook his head slightly: "Any strange beast must have its magic. I think this footprint is still complete, it should be left after the rain. , maybe—the beast is nearby."

Although the torrential rain washed away all the tracks they had followed, the soil became loose after the rain. If they found footprints, it would be easier to track them down.

"Brother, if it dares to come, I will let it taste my fist and precious sword." Yang Zhou took off a four-foot-long, eight-jin-long fine steel broadsword from his back, and stroked it gently.

Seeing this, Gao Yueming didn't say much anymore, but praised: "Brother's boxing skills are naturally powerful. Then when I find that strange beast later, I will stand aside to see your supernatural power, brother."

"Brother, just wait..."

"Ow—"

A burst of tiger roars suddenly exploded and shook the forest, Yang Zhou changed his previous idle look, the smell of alcohol dissipated, he immediately drew his sword and looked around.

Accompanied by the roar of the tiger, there was a rapid and high-pitched cry of a pig. Facing the seven of them, a black shadow quickly brushed over the dead leaves and bit off the spine of a wild boar weighing less than a hundred catties. He died tragically after hearing the roar of the tiger. jaws of death.

Gao Yueming looked intently, feeling shocked in his heart:

I saw an exaggeratedly huge tiger standing on a boulder, with a wild boar in its mouth, and the tiger's eyes looked down as if it was patrolling its own territory.

really-

A long howl shocked the world, and the beasts in Kyushu hide in the valley.

The majestic Wenban head is raised high, and the jade claws hang down to peek into the distance.

With a long howl, all the beasts startled, and the majestic Wenban walked with his head held high.

Don't compete with the world, hide in the mountains, occasionally show your heroic appearance and roll the autumn wind.

Glossy, thick, lush tan hair with structured dark markings.

The thick and powerful limbs outline the perfect muscle curves, and the steel whip-like tail behind him is slightly curled, with a tuft of long white hair at the end, which adds a bit of magic to the mighty appearance.

What's even more amazing is that its tusks are not thick and round like those of ordinary tigers, but thick "dagger teeth" with serrations on the front and back. They are obviously soaked in the blood of the prey in their mouths, but they are like magic weapons, spotless.

At this moment, the "Mountain God" just casually glanced at Gao Yueming and the others, and the amber pupils changed in the next second, reflecting the appearance of a wild boar - it was eating fresh flesh and blood, roaring in a low voice and the sound of tearing flesh and bones , pulling everyone's nerves.

"Oh!"

"You two heroes, since we have found the God of the Mountain, let's take a step forward."

The leader Orion resisted Ling Linghuwei, turned around and said to Gao Yueming.

The hunters in the Luxi area have long been overwhelmed by its supernatural powers, and dare not make mistakes.

This time, Gao Yueming agreed to help him find the mountain god because he gave too much.

Gao Yueming nodded when he saw that a few people were almost terrified by the giant tiger, let alone asking them to help hunt the big bug.

He already knew that it was impossible for five hunters to kill a tiger-like beast that was suspected to be a strange beast. If he found the mountain god, he still had to rely on the two brothers to fight the tiger.

The five walked quickly, and within a few breaths they ran to the back. Only Gao Yueming and Yang Zhou were left to face the giant tiger.

The two held their swords tightly and approached the giant tiger slowly. They all lamented that this strange beast is really miraculous, and Yang Zhou unconsciously moved his Adam's apple because of the pressure brought by the mountain god.

The visualization of the Tiger Soul Fist in his mind is also more specific because of the appearance of this extraordinary giant tiger, and the power of the tiger is more profound, as if he will break through in the next moment.

But this didn't stop Yang Zhou from being a little frightened. The monster was indeed different from what he had killed before.

too exaggerated……

"squeak squeak~"

The giant tiger didn't seem to care about the approach of the two of them at all, devouring the wild boar he had just captured, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Ordinary hunters would be frightened when they saw it and would not dare to go forward, but these two were extremely calm and even harbored murderous intentions.

"What a big bug, I did underestimate you before. But your grandpa is not a vegetarian either!"

Yang Zhou muttered to himself, put away his arrogant thoughts, then lowered his center of gravity, his hands quickly changed into claws, and finally his left hand stood upright like a steel claw, and his right hand was horizontal like an iron hook at the center of gravity, setting a posture.

As Yang Zhou mobilized his internal strength, a wave of fluctuations rose up on his body, faintly showing the momentum of a tiger pouncing on his food.

At this moment, the mountain god also stopped eating.

"Roar!!"

When the distance between Yang Zhou and the mountain god was only 40 meters, the mountain god bit the wild boar and randomly threw the leftover corpse on the ground.

He opened his mouth wide, exposing his sharp fangs, and his scorching breath baked the yellow grass and fallen leaves on the ground, and his strong limbs standing on the ground were like poured steel.

The sharp claws were unsheathed and plunged into the soil, and the end of the thick and long tail trembled rapidly. This is the standard offensive posture of a tiger before a battle.

The mountain god looked at Yang Zhou in front of him with a cold expression, as if he was looking at a fellow who wanted to snatch his territory. The sound of the tiger's roar sounded, and there was a sense of majesty and domineering in it!
Yang Zhou yelled loudly, pulled himself together, and his heart beat faster.

How could Yang Zhou at this time not understand that this big worm was going to tear him apart!
"Roar--"

In the next second, the mountain god moved his limbs directly, sweeping across like a lightning strike.

Yang Zhou didn't mean to avoid the edge, but he shouted loudly and chose to go straight up!
The distance of 40 meters was but an instant under the sprint of the two at full speed.

"boom!!"

Without any fanfare, Yang Zhou's fist and the mountain god's jaw collided so fiercely, and an invisible impact swayed from the middle.

At the moment when the fronts collide.

The mountain god didn't seem to be affected by the punch, and the right hand that was raised when the collision hit directly roared past, killing Yang Zhou!
The tiger's palm is fast, and Yang Zhou's speed is even faster!

Seeing that the punch didn't work, Yang Zhou heard buzzing in his ears, lowered his head, and narrowly escaped the fatal punch, apparently predicting the claw.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhou turned sideways, the muscles on his back twisted like roots of an old tree, and he hit the tiger pushing the mountain with great force, blasting Zhongshan God's front legs a little behind.

The mountain god who raised his upper body hadn't stopped the force of the impact, and was hit by this violent punch again. He couldn't help but swayed and fell down, and the tiger tail hidden behind him was whipped like a steel whip.

Yang Zhou also reacted quickly, raised his left hand to block, and clenched his right hand into a fist to deal another heavy blow to the mountain god's neck.

Snapped!
boom!
Yang Zhou was whipped on the forearm of his left hand, and a clear red mark spread from the back of his hand to the front.

But the mountain god ate this punch and swung his body a few times in mid-air, and the tiger's tail also kept swinging, and finally fell to the ground, shaking the fallen leaves all over the place.

"Roar!"

The mountain god pawed the ground with his front paws, lowered his body, and exerted force with his back paws. The terrifying muscle lines emerged, and the huge fangs were exposed, just like a man-eating evil ghost!

At this time Yang Zhou was just excited, his arm was whipped, and his muscles that had been tempered so hard showed dents, but he didn't feel pain, but felt refreshed.

"Brother, this animal has rough skin and thick flesh. Fighting with fists and feet is too disadvantageous. Use a knife!"

Gao Yueming, who opened the 20-meter open battle, reminded.

Yang Zhou, however, was full of fighting spirit, and shouted without looking back: "Brother, don't worry, watch me kill the tiger."

One person and one beast are in a stalemate, and they are all looking for the other side's flaws.

The two punches just now used internal strength, and one punch could crack rocks. If it was an ordinary tiger, it would definitely be severely injured, not to mention dying instantly.

But this gigantic tiger, known as the Mountain God, still moved swiftly, and there was nothing serious about it.

Afterwards, Yang Zhou fought several rounds with the mountain god. The mountain god took several punches and claws from Yang Zhou, and Yang Zhou's chest was also scratched with blood by the tiger's claws.

However, both of them suffered from skin trauma, and their fighting strength remained undiminished. It was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

"Roar--"

A round of confrontation began, Yang Zhou's blood surged, he changed from defense to offense, and took the initiative to kill.

The mountain god was also preparing to pounce as before, but this time he just pretended to pounce on Yang Zhou. His thick tiger tail swept fiercely, and countless sand and gravel covered Yang Zhou!
"what!!!"

But at this moment, the mountain god was even more ferocious, and his speed suddenly became [-]% faster. Yang Zhou's movements, which were originally slow by half a beat, were directly faster than Yang Zhou's.

Seeing that the two tiger claws were about to tear off his head, Yang Zhou raised his head, his body fell like a stone, barely dodging the mountain god's front claws, his face was slid by the sharp tiger claws, and blood was dripping immediately!

The body of the mountain god is on top, and Yang Zhou brushes past him.

Yang Zhou was in pain, but he didn't forget to punch his abdomen with force.

The tiger's abdomen is soft, if it hits with a punch, it will definitely turn the situation around.

Tear!

But Yang Zhou didn't expect that just one push of the mountain god's two hind paws made his body feel like being hit by a heavy hammer, and immediately his blood was surging and his breath was disordered.

Seven or eight irregular wounds stretched from the chest to the abdomen, with bones visible.

The big knife on Yang Zhou's back was also torn apart, and fell to the ground with a bang.

This scene took only a moment, when Yang Zhou's blood pumped out, the mountain god had landed firmly, turned around and was about to pounce, ready to bite Yang Zhou's neck.

Yang Zhou's eyes were protruding, and he couldn't believe that this big worm was so cunning and knew how to hide its strength, so it fooled him.

"Beasts, court death!"

Gao Yueming also never expected that this monster would be so treacherous, and seriously injured his brother Jinlan in the blink of an eye.

But Yu Hou was even more furious, swaying his arms and shaking his wrists, two slender darts shot through the air, turned into two silver lights, and penetrated into the two huge tiger eyes!
"Ow~"

The mountain god had originally rushed towards Yang Zhou, and all his attention was on Yang Zhou. Suddenly, two hidden weapons flew towards him, and he was hit immediately. His eyes were crippled, he let out a terrifying roar, and his facial muscles were twisted into a ball of pain.

Facing the giant tiger, Yang Zhou backed away vigorously, not daring to show his back to this terrifying tiger, even though it was blind at the moment.

Cheng ~
Gao Yueming flew forward, with a big knife coming out of his back, holding the knife in both hands, he wanted to split the giant tiger in half with one move!

The mountain god's eyes were completely destroyed, his animal nature became violent, he felt the ear-piercing sound of the wind, the tiger's tail exploded, collided with Gao Yueming's broadsword, and his front body turned around.

Tear!

Although there was a strong sense of obstruction, Gao Yueming's big knife cut off the end of the mountain god's tail without any accident, and the power of this blow was greatly reduced. A deep cut.

But this knife obviously took longer than cutting off the tiger's tail. At this moment, the forelegs of the giant tiger were about to rest on Gao Yueming's body.

Gao Yueming pinched the back of the knife with his right hand, shouted fiercely, exerted force with both arms, the blade was facing up and collided with the fierce tiger, his arm was only halfway up before being pressed down by the huge force of the beast.

After that, the shoulders were covered by huge tiger claws, like a ten thousand catty iron tower pressing down on him, Gao Yueming's bones creaked, and he was crushed to the ground in an instant.

Even though the mountain god's forelimb was cut by a sharp blade, he never wavered, and firmly held down Gao Yueming.

"Ahhhh!"

The tiger's mouth was dripping with foul-smelling saliva, and he swallowed it in one gulp. Gao Yueming smashed the tiger's head with his elbow. The mountain god still didn't give up. He closed his mouth and bit Gao Yueming's left arm muscle. Pick it up like a toy and ravage it at will.

No matter how Gao Yueming beat his face, Juhu would not let go of his big mouth, vowing to bite off his arm.

Seeing that Gao Yueming was going to be unable to hold on.

Yang Zhou on the side hurriedly picked up the big knife, and slashed at it...

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