The First Saint of Alchemy

After making up his mind, Tang Yan did not delay. He took off his clothes and jumped down to the waterfall.

He put his hand into the waterfall to feel it. The stone-like force made Tang Yan's heart jump. Damn, such a strong water flow will not make him stupid, right?

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yan took a step forward. The pouring waterfall was like a mountain suddenly pressing down. Tang Yan's body sank suddenly, and his footsteps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

The strength of the seventh grade of the Yellow Rank was fully unfolded, the vortex dantian was running wildly, and the spiritual energy was continuously output, barely stabilizing his body.

He tried to move his body under the waterfall, from one end of the waterfall to the other. It was only about ten meters wide, and when he reached the end, Tang Yan's body was almost exhausted.

Although he was very tired, Tang Yan did not give up, but gritted his teeth and continued to persist, trying to recover his strength under the waterfall.

"Hu——" After a quarter of an hour, Tang Yan could no longer hold on and retreated from the waterfall.

After Tang Yan came out of the waterfall, he felt the pressure on his body suddenly relieved, and even the speed of his Dantian was running a little smoother than before.

With a gleam in his eyes, Tang Yan had already regarded this place as a treasure land for cultivation. After resting on the shore for a while, he walked back into the waterfall.

"Hu——" Twenty minutes later, Tang Yan took a deep breath again and got out of the waterfall.

After practicing repeatedly like this, when the sun set in the west, Tang Yan could already hold on under the waterfall for an hour. And in this high-intensity Qi circulation, Tang Yan's Dantian began to grow gradually. Indistinctly, Tang Yan actually had a feeling that his strength had reached the peak of the seventh grade of the yellow rank.

After leaving the waterfall, Tang Yan packed up his things, had a picnic, and began to close his eyes and adjust his breathing to prepare for the battle in the evening.

As night fell, Tang Yan, who had adjusted his state, slowly opened his eyes.

With a smile on his lips, Tang Yan moved his body, stepped on the phantom step in the night, and began to look for the wolf pack.

After all, there were too many wolves, and the occasional wolf howls in the night always reminded the direction of the wolf pack.

It didn't take long for Tang Yan to find the wolf pack.

Tang Yan did not hide deliberately, and soon a wolf in the wolf pack found Tang Yan.

"Awoo--" A warning sound came, and the whole wolf pack instantly quieted down, staring at Tang Yan with a covetous look.

"Awoo!" Another long wolf howl, the wolves started the wheel tactics again, and batches of wolves rushed towards Tang Yan like a tide.

With the experience of the last time, although Tang Yan still couldn't eliminate the wolf pack, he was not as panicked as before. With a raise of true energy, he punched the wolf pack.

Although using the wolf pack as a training object will quickly promote the growth of one's own strength, the degree of danger is unacceptable to ordinary people.

If you are not careful, you will be buried in the wolf's belly and pay the price of your life.

But the strong must undergo the baptism of blood to truly qualify for the top of the martial arts.

The transition between moves and martial arts was fast in the wolf pack.

The first-level wolves and the second-level wolves were constantly knocked away by Tang Yan's fists.

Tang Yan's punching speed was getting faster and faster!

Tang Yan's evasion speed was getting more and more sensitive!

Tang Yan's attack angle was getting more and more tricky!

Tang Yan's offensive momentum was getting more and more fierce!

But the wounds on Tang Yan's body kept increasing with the continuous fighting...

Blood kept flowing in his body, and under the crazy attack of the wolves, Tang Yan's physical strength was gradually exhausted.

"Get out!" With a roar from Tang Yan, his fist landed heavily on a wolf, and then, like last time, he stepped on the Phantom Step and quickly fled the scene.

Although both times he ran away, the time of this battle was half an hour longer than the last time!

Fight again and again until victory!

Dragging his tired body, Tang Yan returned to his temporary residence, washed off the blood on his body, and began to practice...

Seven days passed quickly.

Through the spiritual medicine, waterfalls, and constant battles, Tang Yan's strength has advanced from the seventh level of the Yellow Rank to the eighth level of the Yellow Rank!

Feeling the growing strength in his body, Tang Yan's heart is more and more full of fighting spirit.

After these days of high-intensity training, Tang Yan no longer felt the suffocating depression under the waterfall, but was able to practice his martial arts under the waterfall.

"Pah pah pah!" Four consecutive dull sounds came, and the waterfall suddenly broke in such a moment. Although the fault was quickly filled and the sound was quickly drowned out by the rumbling sound of the waterfall, Tang Yan was indeed able to force the Qianshan Fist to make four rings under the strong gravitational potential energy of the waterfall.

Under such a strong pressure, Tang Yan could make four rings. If he was on land, how terrifying would the power be?

Another three days passed.

Tang Yan, who has entered the eighth level of the Yellow Rank, has already consolidated his strength.

In the battle with the wolf pack last night, Tang Yan clearly felt that the battle was no longer so strenuous.

After more than ten days of exploration, Tang Yan's tactics against the Wolf King have become extremely clear. First use the first-level wolves to cover, and then let the second-level wolves cause substantial damage to himself.

Although there are many wolves, most of them are only first-level, and there are not many second-level wolves. In addition to the second-level wolves that he injured or killed these days, the overall combat power of this group of wolves has been weakened a lot.

After so many days of bloody battles, Tang Yan's free transition between martial arts and fighting has reached the level of ease.

Fighting with the wolf pack again is meaningless, unless... the wolf king himself comes out!

Tang Yan has observed the wolf king, whose strength is at least at the third level, and judging from his leadership ability, his wisdom must be high. It is difficult for him to compete with him with his current strength.

Knowing that his strength is not good enough, Tang Yan stepped up his practice.

The Qianshan Fist became more and more proficient in Tang Yan's continuous practice, but it was still extremely difficult to hit the fifth punch under the pressure of the waterfall.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Tang Yan practiced the Qianshan Fist under the waterfall day and night. The continuous explosion sound also continued to echo in the mountains.

If it was on land, Tang Yan would definitely be able to hit the fifth punch. But in the water, the majestic waterfall that kept pouring down was like a heavy hammer falling on his body. The fourth punch would consume a lot of Tang Yan's strength, and the fifth punch would always lack a bit of strength to be performed.

Tang Yan didn't know how many punches he had thrown under the waterfall.

But after the fourth punch, the Dantian in his body suddenly swelled, and then a continuous flow of true energy grew in the Dantian.

Tang Yan was stunned for a short time, and then he was immediately surprised. This is a breakthrough!

Tang Yan no longer hesitated, his body turned around, and he shouted loudly. The true energy that suddenly grew in the Dantian rushed to his fist.

"Explode!" He swung his fist forward, and a rather powerful momentum suddenly burst out under the waterfall.