Chapter 45

This white-browed tiger is not an illusion; it truly exists, only sealed within a martial diagram through secret techniques. It has been nourished with spiritual energy for years, making it even more ferocious than ordinary tigers.

The white-browed tiger seemed to sense that Bai Chen was no ordinary prey. It did not rush forward but instead paced back and forth in front of Bai Chen, as if looking for an opportunity, occasionally letting out threatening roars.

Long Xing was now anxious. If Bai Chen were to be killed within his sect, would the sect behind Bai Chen transfer their hatred to him?

But if he were to step in now, it would only be sending himself to his death. Although he was not an expert in killing formations, he knew them well.

This white-browed tiger was definitely not sealed by Gao Feng alone. Judging by its size and age, it must have been around for quite some time.

Moreover, its overwhelming aura suggested that before being sealed in the martial diagram, it was likely a tiger king.

Bai Chen's chances of survival were slim, which made him secretly resent Gao Feng even more, his face showing increasing dissatisfaction.

Not only Long Xing, but also the disciples of Longhu Sect felt the same way. They had a greater appreciation for Bai Chen after he saved one of their own from the white-browed tiger.

Now, as Bai Chen faced the white-browed tiger alone, everyone was pessimistic about his chances, their palms sweating with cold sweat.

Finally, the white-browed tiger let out a high-pitched roar and pounced at Bai Chen with the force of a collapsing mountain.

Bai Chen immediately felt the overwhelming pressure, the blue-white tiles beneath his feet shattering, and his body swept away by the fierce wind.

Shocked by the ferocity of the white-browed tiger, Bai Chen dared not be careless.

"Ha—" With a light shout, Bai Chen's arms seemed to ignite with true fire, and he shot forward like an arrow, meeting the white-browed tiger head-on.

Puff—

In the blink of an eye, the white-browed tiger and Bai Chen had collided, with Bai Chen's arms pressing against the tiger's right front paw.

Just this single paw required all of Bai Chen's strength to barely hold it back.

However, Bai Chen's fire-iron shirt was not just tough; it also emitted a high temperature like a branding iron. No matter how fierce the white-browed tiger was, it was still made of flesh and blood.

Instantly, the flesh on the tiger's paw began to sizzle, and the air was filled with the smell of burning meat.

The white-browed tiger immediately roared in anger and struck Bai Chen's chest with its other paw.

Bai Chen was sent flying, but the blow left him covered in fiery burns, making him look like a hedgehog.

Bai Chen staggered to his feet, a trail of blood at the corner of his mouth.

For Bai Chen, this blow was definitely bone-deep, and even with the iron shirt protecting him, his internal organs were churning, making it hard to calm down.

Although the iron shirt provided strong resistance to physical attacks, it was not invincible.

If the attack exceeded the iron shirt's limits, Bai Chen would still be injured.

However, the white-browed tiger was also in pain, its paws burned and the pads nearly charred, causing it to stand awkwardly, its front paws alternating in an uncomfortable manner.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with shock. They had never seen such a wild and intense battle.

Everyone was awed by the ferocity of the white-browed tiger and the bravery of Bai Chen.

Bai Chen wiped the blood from his mouth, feeling several broken ribs in his chest.

The white-browed tiger growled at Bai Chen, filled with hostility.

Finally, after a brief standoff, both sides charged at each other again.

There were no fancy moves, no techniques, just a brutal clash of flesh and blood.

The white-browed tiger moved as fast as the wind, while Bai Chen's strength was like fire. In a flash, they collided again.

The white-browed tiger opened its massive jaws and bit down on half of Bai Chen's body.

Everyone was horrified, and Long Xing's face turned pale, his heart sinking. "It's over..."

But before anyone could react, the white-browed tiger suddenly released its grip.

Bai Chen took the opportunity to pull out the tiger's fangs!

He grabbed the tiger's pair of saber-like teeth and yanked them out, along with a chunk of flesh, and then thrust them into the tiger's eyes.

Blinded, the white-browed tiger roared in fury and slapped Bai Chen away again, its body thrashing wildly as it tried to remove the fangs.

This time, Bai Chen did not hesitate. He stood up and pounced on the white-browed tiger, riding on its neck.

One punch!

Two punches!

Each punch sent blood and flesh flying, each punch sparked with fire.

The white-browed tiger struggled at first, but as the punches landed, its roars grew weaker and eventually ceased.

Only when Bai Chen landed a punch did the tiger occasionally twitch.

"Stop!!" Gao Feng finally couldn't bear it.

If the white-browed tiger were killed, the Tiger Yin Formation would be completely ruined. To recreate it would require capturing another tiger and years of cultivation, a significant loss.

Bai Chen was now covered in blood, his eyes red with rage, standing on the fallen white-browed tiger, looking like a terrifying demon from hell.

"If you dare to kill my sect's spirit pet, you will be the enemy of Dajialan Mountain!" Gao Feng said arrogantly.

It seemed that just mentioning Dajialan Mountain would make the other side submit.

Unfortunately, Bai Chen paid no attention. He suddenly lifted his foot and stomped on the tiger's neck.

The white-browed tiger let out a final mournful cry and fell silent.

"You... You! You dare to kill my spirit pet! Do you want to die?" Gao Feng was consumed by rage, his body trembling uncontrollably. "You're finished! You're finished... You scum... You could die a hundred times and still not make up for my spirit pet! I will make you die! I will make you die a terrible death!"

"Enough!!" Long Xing finally couldn't contain his anger and shouted.

Gao Feng was silenced but still angrily retorted, "Patriarch Long, what do you mean? He killed my spirit pet! Do you know that this spirit pet was trained by my master over a hundred years, nourished with spiritual energy every day? Even ten of his lives wouldn't be enough to make up for my spirit pet!"

At this point, even the disciples of Longhu Sect looked down on Gao Feng.

They despised people who couldn't accept defeat.

Losing and then invoking his sect, he even had the nerve to call himself a core disciple of Dajialan Mountain.

Meanwhile, their admiration for Bai Chen grew immensely. The human-tiger battle they had just witnessed was thrilling, and the iron-blooded combat style left them exhilarated.

In fact, Bai Chen's victory was largely due to luck. If the white-browed tiger had been more rational and not used its mouth to bite him, it wouldn't have lost so badly.

For ordinary opponents, the tiger's pounce might have been a fatal move, but for Bai Chen, it was suicidal.

Before it could close its jaws, its mouth was burned, forcing it to release Bai Chen.

"If you're not satisfied, come at me again!" Bai Chen sneered, unafraid of threats.

No matter what sect you belonged to, in Bai Chen's eyes, you were nothing.

Gao Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, wishing he could tear Bai Chen to pieces, but he didn't say anything more, clearly hating Bai Chen to the core.

At this moment, a voice rang out, "Shameless scoundrel!"

Bai Chen turned around and saw that Gongsun Chenxing had appeared at the entrance of the training ground, though it was unclear how long she had been there.

Gongsun Chenxing was still as cold as ice, especially when looking at Bai Chen, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Seeing Gongsun Chenxing, Long Xing's expression changed. "Why is Miss Gongsun visiting our Longhu Sect?"

Seeing Long Xing's welcome, Gongsun Chenxing's cold expression softened slightly. She bowed and said, "Patriarch Long, I heard that two venerables from Wanhuagou are visiting your sect. I have come to meet them."

Hearing that Gongsun Chenxing wanted to meet the two venerables, Long Xing was hesitant. "This... The two venerables have instructed me not to let anyone see them while they are in seclusion. I'm afraid I cannot grant your request, Miss Gongsun."

Gongsun Chenxing was anxious. "Patriarch Long, I have urgent matters to discuss. Please grant me this favor, and the Seven Virtues will remember your kindness."

Long Xing was also in a difficult position. He had gone to great lengths to invite the two venerables.

The two venerables had repeatedly warned him not to disturb them during their seclusion.

Even meals were left at the door. Going to them now would likely offend them.

At this moment, Gao Feng stepped forward, his usual charm restored. "This is no problem! Miss Gongsun, rest assured. I'm sure the two venerables will not refuse me. Right, Patriarch Long?"

Gongsun Chenxing felt a bit grateful. She and Gao Feng were acquainted and had some interactions.

She didn't particularly like or dislike Gao Feng, but she was grateful for his help.

"Thank you, Young Master Gao."

Long Xing was still hesitant. "This..."

"If you find it difficult, I will go myself. No need to trouble you, Patriarch Long."

After Gongsun Chenxing arrived, Gao Feng had forgotten about Bai Chen.

Or rather, he deliberately ignored Bai Chen, as he had just been defeated by him and Bai Chen had shown no respect for his status. Mentioning Bai Chen now would only bring more humiliation.

"Miss Gongsun, this way." Gao Feng bypassed Long Xing and made a courteous gesture.

Long Xing's expression was uncertain. Gao Feng's actions were already overstepping, but if he tried to stop him, he would offend not just Gao Feng but also the Seven Virtues.

Gongsun Chenxing glanced coldly at Bai Chen, then followed Gao Feng's lead into the back courtyard.

In the end, Long Xing had to compromise. If he insisted, Gao Feng would still lead the way, and it would only make things worse, offending not just the two venerables but also Dajialan Mountain and the Seven Virtues.

Outside the courtyard where the two venerables were in seclusion, Long Xing stopped them. "Miss Gongsun, please wait a moment. I will inform the two venerables first. It would be inappropriate to disturb them while they are in seclusion."

Gongsun Chenxing nodded. She was a reasonable person and had a request to make.

Long Xing knocked on the door and called out, "Are the two venerables available?"

From inside the courtyard, the voice of the Poison Venerable sounded displeased. "Not available, go away... All of you, go away!"

The Poison Venerable's tone was not at all polite, clearly annoyed by the number of people outside.

Long Xing smiled bitterly and looked back at Gongsun Chenxing, who was anxious.

"Venerable Poison, this is Gongsun Chenxing of the Seven Virtues. I humbly request a moment of your time."

"Go away, go away! I don't have the time, even if your sect leader came, I wouldn't see him." The Poison Venerable was not one for pleasantries, partly due to his personality and partly because the Seven Virtues and the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley were equally renowned, and he was of a higher generation, so he didn't need to be polite to Gongsun Chenxing.

Gao Feng cleared his throat and stepped forward arrogantly. "Venerable Poison, this is Gao Feng of Dajialan Mountain..."

"Go away!!" Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the courtyard. Gao Feng's words were cut short, and he was pushed back several steps, his face turning red and blue, his chest heaving with anger.

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