Resolute in his decision, Tang Yan wasted no time. He stripped off his clothes and leaped down, landing next to the waterfall.
He extended his hand to feel the water, and the immense force of the current shocked him. Damn, will I be knocked silly by such strong water pressure?
Taking a deep breath, Tang Yan stepped forward. The waterfall descended like a massive mountain, instantly weighing down on him. His body sank, and he stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
Activating his seventh-grade Yellow-tier strength, his swirling dantian worked relentlessly, releasing spiritual energy to steady himself.
Trying to move under the waterfall, Tang Yan attempted to traverse its width, which was only about ten meters. By the time he reached the other end, he was nearly exhausted.
Though tired, Tang Yan didn''t give up. Gritting his teeth, he continued, trying to recover his strength beneath the waterfall.
"Whoo—" After a quarter of an hour, he couldn’t hold on any longer and emerged from the waterfall.
The moment he stepped out, the pressure on him immediately eased, and even the operation of his dantian seemed a bit smoother.
His eyes sparkled with determination—he had now found a perfect training ground. After a brief rest on the shore, he stepped back into the waterfall.
"Whoo—" Twenty minutes later, Tang Yan emerged again.
This pattern continued, and by sunset, Tang Yan had built up his endurance to stay under the waterfall for an entire hour. The intense circulation of true energy was strengthening his dantian, and he could feel his power reaching the peak of the seventh-grade Yellow-tier.
After leaving the waterfall, Tang Yan packed his things and prepared a quick meal, then began to rest and adjust for the night''s battle.
When night fell, Tang Yan, fully rested, opened his eyes with a slight smile. His figure shifted as he used Phantom Shadow Step to begin his search for the wolf pack.
The sheer number of wolves made it inevitable that their howls would alert him to their position.
It didn''t take long for Tang Yan to locate the pack.
Not bothering to hide, he soon caught the attention of a wolf.
"Awooo—" A warning howl echoed, and the entire pack fell silent, eyes fixed on Tang Yan.
"Awooo!" Another long howl rang out, and the wolves immediately began their wheel tactics, charging toward Tang Yan in waves.
This time, however, with his previous experience, Tang Yan no longer felt panic. His true energy surged as he threw punches toward the incoming wolves.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.
While using the wolf pack as training material was rapidly advancing his strength, the dangers were far from tolerable. A single mistake could lead to death.
But to become stronger, one had to endure the baptism of blood and battle, proving their worth in martial arts.
The flow between martial techniques and hand-to-hand combat was becoming more seamless as he fought the pack.
The first-tier and second-tier wolves were repeatedly knocked away by Tang Yan’s fists.
His punch speed increased!
His dodging became more fluid!
His attack angles grew more elusive!
His fighting spirit intensified!
Yet, the injuries continued to accumulate with every battle...
Blood flowed, and under the wolves'' relentless assaults, Tang Yan''s stamina dwindled.
"Get lost!" With a furious shout, Tang Yan landed a powerful punch on one wolf before using Phantom Shadow Step to quickly retreat.
Though he had fled twice, this time the battle lasted nearly an extra half-hour compared to the previous one.
Though fatigued, Tang Yan returned to his temporary camp, cleaned his wounds, and resumed training.
Seven days passed quickly.
Through the use of spiritual medicine, the waterfall’s pressure, and constant battles, Tang Yan’s strength had advanced from the seventh to the eighth grade of Yellow-tier!
Feeling the growing power within him, Tang Yan’s resolve grew even stronger.
After several days of high-intensity training, Tang Yan no longer felt suffocated beneath the waterfall. Instead, he could now practice his martial skills there.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Four dull sounds echoed, and for a brief moment, the waterfall itself seemed to shudder. Though the disruption was quickly repaired, the sound was lost in the roaring cascade, but Tang Yan had managed to strike four times with his Thousand Mountain Fist under the immense pressure of the waterfall.
If he could strike four times here, how powerful would the fifth strike be on solid ground?
Another three days passed.
Having consolidated his strength at the eighth grade of Yellow-tier, Tang Yan felt much more at ease in battle. In his last fight with the wolves, he noticed that fighting no longer exhausted him as much.
After over ten days of trial and error, Tang Yan had a clear understanding of the wolf king’s tactics: first, use the first-tier wolves as distractions, then have the second-tier wolves deal the real damage.
Although the wolves were numerous, most were first-tier, with only a few second-tier wolves. Moreover, the ones he had injured or killed over the days had weakened the pack''s overall strength.
After all the bloodshed, Tang Yan’s ability to switch between martial techniques and hand-to-hand combat had become second nature.
Another battle with the wolf pack seemed meaningless—unless the wolf king showed up personally!
Tang Yan had observed the wolf king; its strength was at least third-tier, and its leadership and intelligence were likely very high. He knew that he wasn’t yet strong enough to face it head-on.
Realizing this, Tang Yan intensified his training.
The Thousand Mountain Fist became more refined with each practice. However, striking a fifth punch under the waterfall’s immense pressure remained exceedingly difficult.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Tang Yan trained relentlessly under the waterfall, the continuous explosive sounds of his punches ringing through the mountains.
If he were on solid ground, he could definitely strike the fifth punch. But under the powerful waterfall, which cascaded down like a heavy hammer, he struggled to muster the strength for the fifth punch.
Tang Yan wasn’t sure how many punches he had thrown under the waterfall, but after landing the fourth punch this time, he felt his dantian swell. True energy surged within him.
In that moment of stunned realization, a wave of excitement surged through him—he was about to break through!
Without hesitation, Tang Yan spun around, roaring, and the true energy that had been growing in his dantian surged toward his fist.
"Explode for me!" With a mighty strike, a powerful force erupted beneath the waterfall.