The World Is Expanding Ten Thousand Times, I Rely On Force To Break Through

"This guy actually fell asleep?"

Song Shenlong frowned, a little angry.

But he still didn't stop Chen Ran and sat there waiting slowly.

Every time he accepted a disciple, he would teach him a tiger-shaped boxing style, and then let him practice it for ten hours to observe the results.

He can usually deduce his future attainments in tiger-shaped boxing based on the results of this night.

If it was really bad, he wouldn't accept him as his disciple.

Chen Ran has successfully entered the dreamland.

A altar priest appeared in the dream, and Chen Ran also condensed his body in the dream.

"Tiger-shaped fist? The shape and meaning are combined, and the meaning is the charm!"

In his dream, Chen Ran began to imitate Song Shenlong's punch.

His qualifications are actually not very strong. If he really practices all night long, there will be no results at all.

Fortunately, I can still practice martial arts in my dreams!

When I practice martial arts in a dream, my understanding is so great!

"No! It's not like that. I just imitated the form, but it's too far away from the true meaning!"

Chen Ran overturned it over and over again, and started over again.

After Song Shenlong finished drinking tea, he sat next to meditate and adjust his breath.

He wanted to make sure that Chen Ran did not use the Meditation Vine that can help people enhance their understanding.

Some star plants can indeed make people achieve quick results, but external means can only work for a short time, and then they become more and more insignificant.

The sun is rising and the sky is getting brighter.

Chen Ran opened his eyes and stood up from the wicker chair.

Song Shenlong also opened his eyes and stared at Chen Ran.

"Alas!"

When Song Shenlong looked at Chen Ran, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Chen Ran was standing there, but he felt like there was something extra about Chen Ran.

Something he was very familiar with and pursued every day.

boom!

I saw Chen Ran moving.

He punched forward and punched forward.

A dull sound came from Chen Ran's muscles and bones, and a strong wind suddenly blew in front of him.

The strong wind blew fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Song Shenlong also stood up suddenly, stared at Chen Ran in disbelief, and let out an exclamation in his mouth.

"Martial arts genius!"

Chen Ran looked at Song Shenlong and asked, "Master, is this true?"

Song Shenlong nodded slowly and said, "Just try! But it's still a long way from the level of meaning. It can only be said to be in vain."

Chen Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that he was still a little behind.

"Okay, I have a special medicinal bath here. I'll have someone give you a bath. You should be stronger by then."

Song Shenlong immediately asked his subordinates to prepare a medicinal bath. Chen Ran went to the room and saw that the bathtub was as red as blood and steam was rising.

There are also all kinds of strange medicinal materials in it.

"Go in and soak while it's hot!" Song Shenlong urged.

Chen Ran immediately took off his clothes and got into the bathtub.

Suddenly, a stinging pain spread all over the body.

There is a kind of pain like being bitten by thousands of ants all over the body.

"Just bear with it. Although it hurts, the benefits to you are unimaginable, because this is the tiger blood released from the white tiger of a high-level savage beast." Song Shenlong said from the side.

Chen Ran's heart moved, and he thought to himself: "If I can swallow the white tiger's wild crystal, wouldn't it be possible to transform into the shape of a tiger? Then I can practice this tiger-shaped fist, what's the point?"

Chen Ran suddenly felt that he should have found a shortcut, a shortcut to easily practice Tiger Formation Fist to perfection.

But it was hard for him to tell Song Shenlong at the moment.

He didn't even formally become a disciple, so he asked for wild crystals from high-level beasts. This was probably impossible, and Song Shenlong might look down upon him.

I have to prove my worth to him.

Song Shenlong brought a small bowl with about three ounces of dark red blood in it.

Song Shenlong said: "When you see that the tiger blood in the bathtub is diluted, add more tiger blood into it, but remember to add it little by little, don't add it all at once, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

When Chen Ran saw the bowl of tiger blood, his heart moved. On the surface, he didn't move at all, and nodded: "Okay, master."

"Master, Gang Leaders Lu and Shi are here. Do you want to entertain them?"

At this moment, a woman's voice came from the door.

Chen Ran opened his eyes and took a look. She turned out to be a beautiful woman in her early twenties.

She had a ponytail, a delicate face, and was wearing loose training clothes. She also peeked into the room at this moment.

When he saw the bathtub, he was instinctively afraid and quickly looked away.

"This person should be one of Song Shenlong's six disciples."

Chen Ran said secretly.

Song Shenlong said: "I'll go there, and you can look after your junior brother here."

"ah?"

The woman was a little embarrassed, but still nodded in agreement.

Song Shenlong left, and the woman stood at the door and said, "Junior brother, I am your sixth senior sister, and my name is Zhang Qing. If you need anything, you can tell me."

"Thank you, senior sister."

Chen Ran nodded in thanks, but Zhang Qing was sitting on a wicker chair at the door, obviously not planning to go in. After all, there were differences between men and women.

Chen Ran picked up the tiger blood bowl that Song Shenlong placed next to him and said to himself: "If I drink it in one gulp, what effect will it have? It should be able to summon a white tiger!"

Chen Ran didn't hesitate, raised his head and poured it into his stomach.

Instantly, it was like the entrance of magma, pungent, extremely bitter, and the accompanying numbness made Chen Ran lose consciousness instantly.

He actually fainted, and at the same time his consciousness appeared in a dream.

Chen Ran heard a low roar. When he looked in the dream space, he saw a dim white tiger, at least seven or eight meters long, like a tank.

That charm is shocking!

"It really happened! I didn't expect that a mouthful of tiger blood could actually reveal the shadow of a white tiger!"

Chen Ran was shocked.

It seems that the higher the level relative to oneself, the easier it is to summon its form.

For example, the wolf meat that my sister brought back was only 5 pounds and it took its shape.

Although this white tiger is also a savage beast, according to Song Shenlong, it is a high-level savage beast!

They are both savage beasts, but there is a world of difference between the two.

For example, martial arts masters such as Song Shenlong have a terrifying strength of 20,000 kilograms.

No matter how bad the elder is, he might be able to kill him with all his strength after activating his transformation skills.

The white tiger appeared in Chen Ran's dream. Chen Ran did not sacrifice the white tiger immediately.

As soon as he thought, Bai Hu immediately started.

I saw the white tiger rushing forward, and its terrifying power filled the entire dream.

"Okay! In my dream, I am the master, and it will move as I let it move!"

Chen Ran was delighted.

No matter how Song Shenlong performed it, he could only imitate it. How could Bai Hu perform it in person so realistically?

It is estimated that Song Shenlong does not have the conditions to allow high-level beasts to completely obey his instructions and launch attacks.

But you can do it yourself!

In his dream, Chen Ran began to imitate Bai Hu.

In the dream, Chen Ran's talent had already improved horribly, and with this most outstanding teacher, his Tiger Shape Boxing attainments also skyrocketed!