<h4>Chapter 49: Hundred Birds Homing Strike</h4>
The tiger-masked man had appeared sooner than Tang San had anticipated, so his goal was actually achieved faster. At the same time, Tang San grew increasingly aware that the Redemption Society was probably not a massive power by any standards. A powerful and secretive group would not have been so fast to approach him; covert observation would have been better. But this also bode well for him, in a way. Given theirck of human resources and his considerable abilities despite his young age, how could they not value him?
A faint smile appeared on his face. He nodded and asked, "May I begin now?"
The tiger-masked man narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Wang Yanfeng and his wife.
Wang Yanfeng, holding his wife''s hand, slowly backed away, clearing the modest space in the room.
Just as the masked man was about to speak, a sudden sense of danger arose. With a sh of green light, a wind de was already before him.
The wind de wasn’t anything massive, but it was incredibly solid, so much so that the ordinarily pale green wind de had turned into a pleasing yet sharp emerald color.
The masked man raised his hand at lightning speed, reaching for the wind de. And in that very instant, something shocking happened.
The wind de suddenly halted in a split second, a mere few inches from his hand. It stopped so abruptly that it seemed to defy thews of motion.
The masked man''s outstretched hand, now covered in patterned fur and visibly erged, grabbed at nothing. The next moment, the emerald wind de elerated again, reaching the masked man almost instantly.
At this distance, the masked man had no way to avoid it.
“Grrr!!!” A deep growl erupted from the man’s throat. The low growl, apanied by a st of air, forcefully shattered the wind de in front of him. But the mask on the masked man''s face also cracked apart with that roar.
This initial exchange resulted in the man suffering a small loss.
Watching from the side, Wang Yanfeng had seen clearly that Tang San had not released just one wind de but two. The first de hovered in the air, rotating at a high speed. Tang San had practiced this technique with Wang Yanfeng, but thetter admitted he couldn''t manipte it as effortlessly as Tang San, who could make the wind de pause and hover precisely where he wanted.
Then the second wind de flew out, colliding with the hovering one, simultaneously triggering both and creating a burst of numerous smaller wind des in a wide-range attack. Had it not been for the tiger-masked man''s roar that blew away some of the wind des, he would have suffered even more.
With the mask shattered, the face revealed was that of a middle-aged man with a resolute appearance, visibly taken aback. The next instant, he saw two more wind des flying from Tang San''s hands, tracing two beautiful arcs straight toward him.
The man''s eyes narrowed, and a deep blue halo emanated from his body.
Instantly, the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop by several degrees. The deep blue fur on his hands became denser, and his arms grew thicker. However, in this transformation, only his hands and arms seemed to change, while the rest of his body remained unaltered.
The wind des were silent, and as they approached him, they seemingly veered off course, whizzing past both sides. However, the vignce of the tiger man never waned. He didn''t need to see to sense that the two des were turning behind him and flying toward his back.
The hovering wind des from before and the ones shifting trajectory that the child had just used now were an eye-opening experience.
When Gui Gui reported about Tang San, he was somewhat skeptical. A mere nine-year-old child defeating several fourth-order demons in session? It seemed pure fantasy. But now, he was starting to believe. This level of skill alone was enough to astound him. If this was all Wang Yanfeng''s teaching, then Wang Yanfeng was indeed extraordinary!
Of course, Tang San himself was more important. Considering his age, it was clear that his potential was immense.
As he was lost in thought, Tang San''s hands continued to unleash a stream of silent wind des. These green des appeared as elusive as an antelope''s horns, yet somehow, the tiger man felt that they all posed a threat to him.
Contrary to his expectation, the first two wind des did not strike his back as anticipated but actually missed, passing just over a foot behind him. A moment before, an ice shield had already formed behind him, but it now served no defensive purpose.
Tang San consecutivelyunched twelve wind des, filling the room with swirling green light. Yet, none of these green lights damaged anything in the room; they all revolved around the tiger man.
His eyes instantly turned deep blue, and mist swirled around his tiger paws. With the tip of his toe on the ground, a powerful aura burst forth, rapidly dropping the room''s temperature even further. An armor-likeyer of ice formed on his body.
Disregarding the wind des, he lunged straight at Tang San.
This lunge was swift—a tiger''s pounce!
And as soon as hemenced his action, those wind des flying in the air seemed to be triggered, converging toward the masked man like rivers flowing into the sea.
The wind des were still silent, but this silence posed the most significant threat.
The tiger man, heedless of the danger, only fortified the ice armor on his body further.
Just as he was about to reach Tang San, Tang San moved. The tiger man only saw a blur before Tang San vanished from sight as if he had been merely an illusion all along.
As Tang San instantly dodged the tiger man’s charge, the wind des arrived. Wang Yanfeng and Qiu Jing, watching from the side, had their mouths agape in shock.
They could hardly believe their eyes. The twelve wind des flying haphazardly in the air had now converged into a neat row, systematically shing toward the same spot on the masked man''s back.
The Hundred Birds Homing Strike!
With Tang San''s mental power, he couldn''t control an actual hundred wind des yet, but managing just twelve was very much doable.
The Hundred Birds Homing Strike technique was like a hundred birds flying, converging as they entered the forest.
Against a robust defense, focus the attack on a single point!
Never mind that Tang San''s wind des were made of far morepressed energy than normal; even ordinary ones would have been unbearable if twelve consecutive strikes struck the same spot.
With a bang, the first Wind de exploded. As the man with the tiger face was about to turn around, the second Wind de had already arrived.
Two consecutive Wind des exploded, causing him to stagger. And they were immediately followed by the third and fourth!
With each sh of green light, some of the ice armor on the masked man''s back shattered into mist and gusts of wind. He wanted to turn around but found himself unable to do so.
At this moment, his heart was filled with terror, and he was utterly helpless.
More importantly, as the fifth Wind de struck, hisyer of ice armor was close to shattering.
He strenuously gathered the power of his bloodline to reinforce the ice armor, yet he couldn’t help but uncontrobly stagger forward step by step under the relentless assault.
Tang San silently observed.
By the time the ninth Wind de fell, the masked man had already crashed into the wall, and his ice armor was entirely shattered. Thest three Wind des did not fall but silently dissipated into the air.
The wooden house was filled with swirling motes of wind and ice elemental energy for a moment as if a fierce blizzard had just swept through.
The masked man, pinned against the wall, was momentarily overwhelmed. He felt a sharp pain in his back and a turbulent surge of energy in his chest.
He suddenly turned around, however, his body continuing to transform. To be more precise, when the seventh Wind de struck his back, he hadpleted his Demon God Transformation. His body now towered at a height of 2.5 meters, and it was covered in tiger fur with dark blue patterns.