Lu Chenzhou advanced step by step, striving to approach the Black Tiger. In the end, when only ten steps remained, his figure grew vague and fragmented, dispersing before the Black Tiger.
In a flash of thought, Lu Chenzhou awoke as if from a dream.
Still unsatisfied, he continued to practice his fist technique, his entire being emanating the ancient charm of Tiger Form Fist Divine Intent. Once again, he appeared amidst the mountain forest, the Black Tiger curled atop the summit of a ten-thousand-zhang cliff, its tiger eyes casting down over thousands of mountains and rivers, and the multitudes of living things below.
Lu Chenzhou once more advanced toward the Black Tiger.
This time, when the distance was down to nine steps, his figure dissolved again.
"Continue!"
Lu Chenzhou, now with enduring stamina, had a strong intuition: if he could touch the Black Tiger, he would be able to comprehend a deeper Tiger Form Fist Divine Intent and make a Martial Arts breakthrough!
