"Kill!" Qin Hong slashed towards the enormous tiger charging at him, his Fighting Spirit concealed within the wooden sword, without emitting any visible radiance.
The seemingly slender wooden sword was incredibly strong and exceptionally sharp under the augmentation of Fighting Spirit.
A squishing sound echoed.
An enormous tiger was sliced in half by Qin Hong's sword, ripped right down the middle.
Blood splattered the ground instantly, saturating the air with a pungent smell.
Three years into learning swordsmanship, Qin Hong had achieved notable success, so Lu Hong thought it was time for some refinement. Thus, he sent Qin Hong out of the small cabin to embark on external training.
The first location for this training happened to be the mountain forests.
