Chapter 50

The appearance of the tiger-faced man was faster than he had imagined. His goal was achieved, but at the same time, Tang San became increasingly aware that the Redemption Organization was probably not very strong. A powerful and tightly organized group would never be so easily found; a covert investigation would be a better choice. Precisely because they lacked talent, and he, at such a young age, already possessed the strength of the fourth rank, how could they not value him?

A faint smile appeared on his face, and Tang San nodded, saying, "Can I start now?"

The tiger-faced man's eyes narrowed slightly as he turned to look at Wang Yanfeng and his wife.

Wang Yanfeng pulled his wife back slowly, clearing a not-so-large space in the room.

Just as the tiger-faced man was about to speak, a sense of danger suddenly came. A flash of blue light, and a wind blade was already in front of him.

This wind blade didn't look large, but it was very solid, so much so that the originally light blue wind blade had turned a deep blue, both pleasing to the eye and sharp.

The tiger-faced man raised his hand like lightning and instantly reached for the wind blade. But a shocking scene happened in that instant.

The wind blade, which was only a hair's breadth away from him, suddenly paused, stopping very abruptly, completely defying the laws of motion.

The tiger-faced man's hand, now covered with patterned fur, had clearly swollen, but he grabbed at empty air.

At that moment, the deep blue wind blade accelerated again, almost instantly reaching the tiger-faced man.

At this distance, the tiger-faced man had no way to avoid it.

A low roar came from the tiger-faced man's mouth. The deep roar, accompanied by a wave of air, forcefully shattered the wind blade in front of him. But the mask on his face also shattered with the roar.

From the start, the tiger-faced man had taken a slight loss.

Wang Yanfeng, watching from the side, saw clearly that what Tang San had released were not one but two wind blades. The first wind blade was spinning, and it was the high-speed spin that allowed the wind blade to hover in the air. This technique was something Tang San had practiced with Wang Yanfeng, but even Wang Yanfeng admitted he couldn't control the wind blade as precisely as Tang San, making it stop wherever he wanted.

The second wind blade flew out and collided with the paused wind blade. The two wind blades simultaneously activated, bursting into many smaller wind blades, creating a covering attack. If not for the tiger-faced man's roar blowing away some of the wind blades, he would have suffered even more.

The mask shattered, revealing a middle-aged man with a stern face. He was clearly taken aback. In the next instant, he saw two more wind blades fly out from Tang San's hand, drawing beautiful arcs straight toward him.

The tiger-faced man's eyes narrowed, and a deep blue aura emanated from his body. Instantly, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees. The deep blue fur on his hands and arms became even denser, and his arms grew thicker. But the transformation of his demon god form seemed to affect only his hands and arms, with no changes to the rest of his body.

The wind blades were silent, appearing to have missed, passing by on either side, but the tiger-faced man's vigilance did not relax at all. He didn't need to see with his eyes to feel that the two wind blades, after circling, were cutting toward his back.

Whether it was the hovering wind blade or the curved wind blade, it gave him a sense of broadening his horizons.

When Gui Gui reported to him about Tang San, he had found it hard to believe. A nine-year-old child could continuously defeat several fourth-rank demons? To him, it seemed no different from a fairy tale. But at this moment, he began to believe it. Just this level of skill was enough to shock him. If all this was taught by Wang Yanfeng, then Wang Yanfeng was truly remarkable!

Of course, Tang San was even more important, being younger, which meant he had greater potential for development in the future.

While his thoughts were swirling, Tang San continued to release silent wind blades. These blue wind blades seemed to have no trace, yet they all made the tiger-faced man feel threatened.

The first two wind blades did not, as he had imagined, cut toward his back as expected, but rather missed, passing about a foot behind him. By this time, an ice shield had already formed behind him, but it did not serve as a defense.

Tang San had already released twelve wind blades, and the room was filled with blue light. Yet none of these blue lights had destroyed anything in the room; they all circled around the tiger-faced man.

This strange control of wind blades was something he had never seen before, and at this moment, he chose to take the initiative.

His eyes instantly turned deep blue, and a layer of ice mist enveloped his tiger paws. His toes touched the ground, and a powerful aura burst forth, causing the temperature in the room to drop sharply. An ice armor-like presence appeared on his body, and he ignored the wind blades, charging directly at Tang San.

This charge was incredibly fast, a tiger pounce!

The wind blades flying in the air, as soon as he began to move, seemed to be triggered, converging on the tiger-faced man like a river flowing into the sea.

The wind blades were still silent, but it was this silence that gave the most threatening feeling.

The tiger-faced man paid no attention, but the ice armor on his body became even more solid.

As he was about to pounce on Tang San, Tang San moved. The tiger-faced man only saw a blur, and Tang San disappeared, as if he had been just an illusion.

As Tang San instantly flashed away, the wind blades arrived. At this moment, Wang Yanfeng and Qiu Jing, watching from the side, were already gaping in shock.

They simply couldn't believe their eyes. The twelve wind blades that had been flying in the air in a scattered manner now converged into a neat row, striking the same spot on the tiger-faced man's back in an orderly sequence.

The "Hundred Birds Returning to the Forest" technique!

With Tang San's mental power, he couldn't control a hundred wind blades, but twelve was well within his grasp.

The "Hundred Birds Returning to the Forest" technique: birds fly, and when they enter the forest, they gather. Faced with a strong defense, concentrate the attack on one point!

Moreover, Tang San's wind blades were already compressed, and even ordinary wind blades, when twelve of them struck the same spot in succession, would be unbearable.

With a "bang," the first wind blade exploded. Just as the tiger-faced man was about to turn, the second wind blade arrived.

Two consecutive wind blades made him stagger. Then came the third and fourth!

With each flash of blue light, the ice armor on the tiger-faced man's back was shattered, releasing ice mist and strong winds. He couldn't even turn around.

His heart was already filled with shock, but he had no way to counter it.

More importantly, when the fifth wind blade landed, his ice armor was about to break.

He gathered his bloodline power, strengthening the ice armor, but his body was being pushed forward uncontrollably.

Tang San silently sensed that when the ninth wind blade landed, the tiger-faced man's body had already hit the wall. The ice armor on his body shattered suddenly. The last three wind blades did not fall but quietly dissipated in the air.

For a moment, the wooden house was filled with wind and ice elements, as if a blizzard had just swept through.

The tiger-faced man, pressed against the wall, felt a sharp pain in his back and a surge of blood in his chest, unable to control himself for a moment.

He suddenly turned, and his body continued to transform. To be precise, when the seventh wind blade landed on his back, he had already completed his demon god transformation, his body expanding to two and a half meters tall, covered in dark blue-spotted tiger fur.