It was already deep in the night. Yang Yun was awakened by the pain all over his body, which hurt his soul. His whole body was wet with sweat. Yang Yun cursed in his heart: This is the lesson he taught, I am more proud of you. What kind of bullshit power dissipates? It is clearly because the power penetrates into the body. I want to torture it to death. I have said it.

The next day, the sun rose. Yang Yun got up very late after suffering in the middle of the night. When he got up, he found that Mr. Yang had already gotten up and sat on a chair waiting for him to have breakfast. Yang Yun walked towards the dining table.

"Uncle Yang, I was wrong yesterday, which made you worried." Yang Yun said with guilt.

"Silly boy, come and have a meal!" Old Man Yang said kindly.

Yang Yun had to eat without saying a word. Yang Yun finished the meal quickly and pretended to go to school as usual. He didn't want to tell Mr. Yang that he had become a disciple and learned his skills. He was afraid that Mr. Yang would be worried.

Qinghu Mountain is not very high, it is just a small hill. Yang Yun quickly ran up the mountain. Half an hour later, Yang Yun had reached the top of the mountain. Yang Yun arrived at the top of the mountain and did not see the middle-aged man. He had to pound in his heart:-"Isn't it a joke again?"

At this moment, he heard a bloody saying from the bottom of the mountain: "I'll wait for you at the bottom of the mountain, come down quickly!" Yang Yun suppressed his boiling anger and ran to the bottom of the mountain helplessly.

Yang Yun collapsed on the ground panting, while the middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the rock with his eyes closed.

"Senior, can you teach me now?" Yang Yun asked pitifully, panting.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, stood up, walked down from the rock, and said, "You still call me senior?"

Yang Yun was also a smart man and suddenly felt happy and stood up and bowed. "Master is here, and your disciple Yang Yun has saluted you."

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Get up, good disciple."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he picked up Yang Yun and ran away in the distance. Yang Yun felt that the things in front of him were changing rapidly.

Yang Yun is now in a primeval forest. The trees are lush and thick, and you can hear the crossing of jackals, tigers and leopards. Yang Yun was so scared that he almost didn't wet his pants, and his heart was filled with hysteria. What is this place?

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Yun with a smile and said, "You don't have to be afraid. This is just the border of Nanyin Forest. There will be no such powerful guys. Just practice here with peace of mind!"

"Master, you didn't teach me anything. How do you ask me to practice?" Yang Yun asked in confusion.

"Can you fight?" the middle-aged man looked at Yang Yun and asked.

"Master and disciple never fight. Besides, who do you want to fight with?" Yang Yun answered helplessly.

The middle-aged man said shamelessly, "It doesn't matter, you will know when you are familiar with them. The jackals, tigers and leopards here are very enthusiastic about the guests."

Yang Yun was so angry that this time it was true. With the incident of jumping off the cliff, Yang Yun believed in the middle-aged man's words.

"Remember it's a fight, not a life-threatening thing. There's one good thing in front of you. Fight well and don't embarrass me. I'll pick you up tonight." After saying that, the middle-aged man disappeared like the wind.

Yang Yun walked carefully in the forest, and soon he found a tiger in front of him sleeping in the sun. Yang Yun's face turned pale and his body began to slowly move backward, for fear of waking up the resting man.

This is fate. Any animal has a strong intuition about food. The tiger opened its eyes lazily, climbed up, staring at Yang Yun tightly.

Yang Yun's heart was broken at this time and he ran away. When the tiger saw that the prey was about to run, he was furious, and roared and chased Yang Yun.

The pursuit of each person and a tiger began like this. Yang Yun ran wildly, and the tiger became even more excited. Yang Yun had to run desperately.

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The tree in front of him was about to flicker, and Yang Yun shouted in his heart. Unfortunately, the tree could not hear it. Yang Yun hit the tree with a heavy thud.

The tiger was about to chase after him, and Yang Yun didn't care about the pain in his body and had to climb up the tree desperately. As soon as he climbed up the tree, the tiger rushed to the sky.

Yang Yun looked at the murderous tiger in the tree, his heart was beating wildly. He secretly exclaimed in his heart that it was so dangerous, and he begged the old tiger to give up his hands, otherwise his life would be gone.

The tiger was jumping upwards under the tree, and Yang Yun could only pray.

The tiger was tired and lay weakly under the tree. Yang Yun's nervous heart also calmed down, and he secretly scolded himself for being stupid. The tiger could not climb trees, so why did he forget it? Otherwise, he wouldn't have to run away so hard. So now let me wait for my master to pick me up on the tree.

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The tiger rested and started jumping again, while Yang Yun shamelessly fell asleep on the tree. The tiger still did not succeed, but he had no intention of giving up. The tiger began to guard the tree. Yang Yun had no choice but to endure the hunger and hope that his master would come to save him.

The sun began to set and night was coming. Yang Yun stretched his waist on the tree, and his light was coming. The tiger was staring at Yang Yun on the tree fiercely under the tree. Yang Yun twisted his butt to provoke the tiger under the tree, causing the tiger to roar repeatedly, and Yang Yun laughed proudly.

"Isn't it very satisfying to play like this?" An angry voice suddenly rang out.

Yang Yun was overjoyed. The savior finally came. Before he could reply, a powerful foot kicked over and Yang Yun fell from the tree with a sound.
Chapter completed!