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Chapter 45 Zong Ze also wants to fight tigers! 【For further reading】【For recommendation】

After checking the progress of the exercises, Zong Ze felt a little more at ease.

It was 0:39 in the morning, and according to the ancient twelve hours of the Xia Kingdom, it belonged to Zishi.

There are still more than two hours before Yinshi when the wild tiger appears.

And the wild tiger will continue to exist for several hours.

Converting the hour into modern time, that is, from 3:00 am to 8:59 am for nearly six hours, it will continue to exist in the interactive scene.

The real fight doesn't take that much time.

If Zongze wants to fight, he just needs to choose a suitable time slot.

But he obviously hasn't made up his mind yet.

The consequences of fighting and not fighting are completely different.

Especially after the savage tiger manifested, I am afraid it will attract the attention of relevant departments.

It can easily lead to a series of unpredictable chain reactions.

The dead tiger's body will be sent to the Institute of Biology for recording and sample slicing.

Soon researchers could discover something special about wild tiger biology
Although he hadn't seen the wild tiger yet, he had already made up its image in his mind.

Anyway, Zongze is also someone who has read "Shan Hai Jing" and various novels.

Just based on the word "manly", he knew that that thing was definitely not any tiger known on earth.

I'm afraid it won't be much weaker than the Siberian tiger, or even stronger.

You must know that the body length of an adult Siberian tiger can reach 2.8 meters to 3 meters, the tail length is 1 meter, and the weight is more than 300 kilograms. A slap can make the head bloom.

Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably looking forward to the wild tiger.

Expected with a little apprehension.

Before that, he had never experienced a serious battle.

As for his sparring with Yuan Wenda, of course it has nothing to do with fighting, at best it is a martial artist sparring.

Everyone will feel apprehensive or even nervous when facing something they have never experienced before, not to mention that what Zong Ze has to decide is a real life-and-death struggle.

He lowered his head, clutching his phone silently, thinking.

After more than ten minutes, he looked up again, his eyes had become much firmer.

"Sooner or later, this step has to be faced."

"Since there are Thunder Talisman and Uncut Jade as guarantees, let's fight!"

"You don't even dare to face a savage beast, what kind of immortal cultivator?!"

Zong Ze frowned. It is natural to be afraid of war, but blindly avoiding it is not a long-term solution.

Whether you are a warrior or a cultivator, you should have a high-spirited fighting spirit and a will to have no regrets.

It is precisely because of this that Zongze decided to fight!
"call…"

"It's still early, you can rest for a while."

Zong Ze whispered to himself, he calculated the time in his mind, and decided to rest until 4:00 in the morning.

At this time, there was almost no one downstairs, and those anchors had to rest, even if he was standing in the venue, no one would notice.

To be on the safe side, when the time comes, he plans to take a pony down and sit leaning against the pillar. Even if someone sees him, he will only think that he is in a daze under the night sky.

After making up his mind, Zongze put his phone on the table to charge, set the alarm clock three times at 3:45, then lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.

He tried his best to relax himself, but Nai He's thinking was too exciting.

I can only close my eyes and meditate, imagining the scene of fighting the wild tiger in my mind!
Under such circumstances, the time is quickly approaching 3:[-] in the morning.

Zong Ze tossed and turned on the bed.

You can't sleep when you're stressed!
Fortunately, he went to bed early last night, coupled with the effect of Yu's Great Tonic Soup, he is in pretty good condition now.

When Zongze found that he really couldn't fall asleep, he simply chose to get up, put on a coat and sat in front of the computer, and began to search some characteristics about tigers on the browser.

Focus on the video footage and related materials of tiger hunting.

The more I look at him, the more numb my scalp becomes.

The tiger is also known as the king of beasts anyway.

Wild tigers have extremely strong hunting ability, and their physical fitness is also very strong in all aspects.

If these characteristics appear on the wild tiger, I am afraid it will only become more outrageous.

So he, a Dharma cultivator who can't spell, is going to fight this terrible guy soon?
I don't know what brand of counterfeit wine Wu Song drank back then to kill a tiger alive.

After checking the information for a while, the time soon reached 3 o'clock in the morning.

Zong Ze deliberately got up and glanced downstairs through the venetian blind.

Under the yellow light, the venue was very quiet, as if nothing had happened.

So he sat back to his original position, ready to study and study again.

Suddenly, he was inexplicably excited, and the hairs on his arms stood on end.

A warning sign appeared in his heart, making his whole body tense up!

At the same time, a cloud of dust rose from the ground outside the small building of the Yu family, as if something heavy had landed on the ground, but in fact, nothing appeared on the ground in reality...

……

Just when there is no wind and dust in the venue.

On the fourth floor, in a rental house at the east end.

A middle-aged man with long beard lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

He slept on a humble pillow of chaff, with a bronze compass beside him.

At this moment, the compass actually shimmered.

The pointer in the middle trembled slightly and pointed to the outside of the building.

The middle-aged man with long beard glanced at the compass, and immediately got up and put a yellow Taoist robe behind his back.

Hanging by the door is a sword in the traditional style of the Xia Kingdom.

There are moiré undulations on the red hilt.

"There are monsters?"

"But why didn't I feel the evil spirit?"

"Even a savage beast will emit a demonic aura!"

"However, since the demon-fixing plate has sensed it, it must be right!"

"When did monsters dare to wander around the city?"

The middle-aged man with long beard said to himself with some doubts, then grabbed the bronze compass with one hand, and took off the big sword with the other hand.

Frowning, he opened the door.

His figure was nimble, and with a few taps on his footsteps, he was a few meters away.

The movement is fast, and there is a feeling that the feet do not touch the ground.

Footwork is bodywork, and he quickly descended the stairs like this.

The most exaggerated thing is that the middle-aged man with long beard went downstairs not only quickly, but also without making too much noise during the whole process!

Soon he reached the stairs, and he walked slowly to the field.

The demon-fixing compass in his hand was trembling, and he did feel a faint demonic aura around him.

It's just that there is nothing within the range of spiritual sense sensing!
He thought it was the monster's ability to hide and hide, so he used the detection method, and at the same time he held the sword and tentatively swung a series of sharp silver-white sword lights to various suspicious places.

The long-bearded middle-aged man was very measured in his shots. Every sword light did not hurt the building, but landed precisely on the nearby wasteland.

　Question: What brand of fake wine did Wu Song drink?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)