Inside the training room.
Sitting in the center, you could see a young man with black hair and eyes closed with a slight frown, he was with sweat running all over his body and his fists clenched. The strong current of energy Xuan fluttered around him strange shape causing his black tunic of internal disciple to flutter.
He was Bao Zhang;
"I almost got it," he said as he flashed a fierce smile on his face, and his green eyes opened with a brightness full of determination.
He had already spent nearly two full days accustomed his body to the Xuan energy circulation of the ferocious tiger technique.
And he had almost done it, he was almost ready!
Continuously Xuan energy circulated from his Xuan Soul within him, passing through his veins of energy, bones, and meat.
Clenching his fists, Bao Zhang began:
(Ferocious Tiger Technique!)
He started the technique, the circulation of Xuan energy inside him became fierce and fast!
The sweat that had been running down his body quickly evaporated in front of the powerful Xuan energy circulating inside him that was making his body warm!
Time passed quietly inside the training room ...
"Hahaha, I made it! It's been a while since I felt a sensation like this!"
Bao Zhang stood up with a pleasant victorious laugh, as he clenched his fists and felt how his muscles had bulged slightly, turned rock hard and gained incredible strength.
He was thrilled when he felt how his muscular strength had doubled!
If the other disciples and elders saw this, they would open wide their eyes of amazement to seeing how Bao Zhang had succeeded in practicing a technique on his first attempt! This was completely absurd! A talented disciple would succeed recently after his third attempt, but in comparison to Bao Zhang who had succeeded on the first attempt, it was an absurd difference.
Although it was not without reason since Bao Zhang was once a god, he was the ancient God of Lust, and if he could not succeed the first attempt with a simple technique of Soul Grade. Then he would not be worthy to have been a God.
Excited, Bao Zhang made his way to the wall of the training room, positioning himself in front of it.
He positioned himself in a basic battle stance, with his arms flexed, one hand protecting his chin and the other protecting his chest.
"Well, let's prove how it feels to use this technique!"
Suddenly, with a great speed almost impossible to see with the eye, Bao Zhang threw a strong blow towards the wall of the training room.
* Boom! *
A loud bang sounded, causing the wall of the training room to shake, as dust rose in the air.
The dust in the air did not have time to disperse when another loud bang sounded.
* Booomm! *
"Hahaha, it feels great!" A maniacal laugh sounded, but it was fast followed quickly by several more bang.
* Booom!* *Booom!* *Boomm!!*
...
"Shit…"
Bao Zhang stopped his blows, and retreated, sitting on the ground while his body began to be covered by cold sweat; "Fuck, 1 minute is the maximum time this body can stand for now ..."
He cursed, while his body gradually lost the muscles he had gained, and the strength that had previously felt throughout his body evaporated as if it never existed, leaving him with weakened limbs and feeling very tired.
All Strengthening Technique needs a lot of practice, training, and comprehension in order to increase the time limit of use, the more you practice and train more time you can stay in the state of muscle strengthening.
For Bao Zhang to succeed on his first attempt and staying in the muscle strengthening state for 1 minute, it was an achievement that he would leave the other disciples in anguish!
The maximum a talented disciple could achieve on his attempt was 20 or 30 seconds, but Bao Zhang stayed for 1 whole minute!
"* Cough * * cough * ha hahaha, I want to try it, I want to try it fighting someone!"
Bao Zhang was excited, while his eyes shone with intent to fight, he was eager to have a fight and prove his new strength.
Bao Zhang had spent dozens of years since he had felt this emotion and excitement of wanting to fight, that he had almost forgotten how he felt the excitement of competing, fighting or having an exciting confrontation! When he managed to ascend the God Realm, the fights stopped little by little from being frequent in his life, but why?
Most gods spend thousands and thousands of years fighting to obtain the power of a god, after they manage to ascend to God Realm, most gods spend hundreds of years locked in cultivation without achieving any progress or else, they lose interest in cultivation. Because once God Realm is reached, what is next?
It is said that after God Realm, the next is the Sovereign God Realm, but extremely few are those who manage to reach that Realm.
There are so few growers who manage to reach that Realm they are considered extremely rare existences.
Most Gods treasure their lives to the extreme, managing to avoid most confrontation with other gods or moving away from danger. That's why with the passage of hundreds of years, the World of the Gods became boring for a man like Bao Zhang / the ancient God of lust. and because of the little fun he found in the World of the Gods, he spent most of his time having sex with his women, or the women of the other gods.
Usually, to pass the time, he embarked on touring the outside world or the Unknown Ancient Tombs along with some of his women who accompanied him.
(Although, hahaha except that last time I was besieged by all those horned gods, where I could have fun fighting big, the other days were boring) Bao Zhang laughed. remembering the exciting battle he had against the other male horned gods who had attacked him, in a group with the intention of killing him when they found out that he, the god of lust, had turned them into horned gods by sleeping with their wives, sisters, daughters, even with their mothers.
Bao Zhang licked his lips, remembering the mothers of those foolish gods, who looked like mature and cultured women, but when they were with him in bed, they showed their wild and lustful sides, they became lustful beasts.
...
After spending a few more hours practicing the Ferocious Tiger Technique.
Bao Zhang surprisingly managed to extend the time limit to 4 minutes!
*Sigh*
He let out a heavy sigh that relieved his tiredness caused by the two days of training;
(It's been two days, it's time for me to return)
Bao Zhang fixed his black tunic of Internal Disciple, takes his hat and leaves ...
Going down the spiral stairs, he meets Elder Kang, who, surprisingly, was awake!
"Elder Kang is awake! Or I'm hallucinating!"
Elder Kang let out a snort at the surprised Bao Zhang:
"Idiot boy! Of course I'm awake! or maybe you think of me as an old man who always spends his time sleeping!"
"But that's exactly what you do-"
"Silence!" Interrupted Elder Kang; "Boy, are you leaving now?"
"Yes, I return the key to the training room" Bao Zhang nodded, he took out and handed the key to Elder Kang.
He is preparing to leave.
But when he comes out of the Crystal Tower.
*Strong rain*
The heavy rain falling outside, the weather was somewhat cold, and the drops of water seem to be freezing.
Bao Zhang puts on his hat to cover himself in the heavy rain and leaves.
With his silhouette disappearing quickly under the heavy rain...
***
In another side.
It was 'The Forest of the Tartars' located within the External Section of the Sect of the Golden Sword.
"Leader, the younger brother informs us that the target has left the Crystal Tower"
"All right…"
In a large tree, five assassins dressed in black were there, covering themselves of the heavy rain, with the leader of the group resting on a branch of the tree.
The leader of the murderers observed the sky; (the heavy rain seems like it will not stop for a while ...)
The weather was cold with the sky covered by gray clouds and the heavy rain did not seem to show a sign that it would stop soon.
"We can not fail, if we fail we will alert our presence to the Sect of Golden Sword, and the moment they find out about us, will be our end" recalled the leader to the other assassins; "We must manage to assassinate the target in the first attempt and quickly flee from this Sect without leaving a trace that we were here ..."