He achieved the pinnacle of martial arts starting with breaking through the limits of Tiger Fist.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Jiang Lin got up, clearly intending to go and return early.

As they exited the city gate and passed the small hill he had been eyeing for a long time, Jiang Lin became highly focused.

Several days have passed since Senior Brother Zhou's incident, but the culprit has not been found. Jiang Lin cannot afford to be careless at this critical juncture.

Jiang Lin had traveled this route from the county town to Shaziwan many times and had paid special attention to it, finding that this was the only place suitable for a sneak attack and ambush.

I clenched my fist and felt the metallic texture on my hand. The entire gauntlet fit my arm perfectly, flexible and supple, and my fingers curved naturally and gracefully.

As they slowly walked past the hill around the bend, the anticipated ambush did not occur.

Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little disappointed.

Although the swordsman killed two martial artists, his master, Li Zhenguan, had said that direct combat was not the swordsman's forte.

Furthermore, judging from the wounds on Zhao Qing's body from the "Xingyi Quan School," this sword technique, while fast, is only moderately powerful; otherwise, it wouldn't require twenty-two cuts to kill someone.

Martial artists who have advanced through orthodox martial arts possess exceptionally strong physical defenses, and Jiang Lin's thick skin is among the best, far surpassing those of his peers.

Therefore, Jiang Lin believed that, barring a sneak attack, he was fully confident he could defeat his opponent.

What is the true meaning of the "Tiger Soul Stance"? It is composure and self-confidence. If one does not even have this much confidence, then one's understanding of this true meaning is in vain.

After becoming a martial artist, Jiang Lin's pace quickened, even giving him the feeling that the road had become shorter.

Upon arriving at the fish market, Jiang Lin immediately sensed that something was amiss.

The fish market was still the same fish market, but the "Water Tiger Gang" had grown in number and had even arranged for men to patrol, which meant that something had happened.

The new gang members at the entrance didn't recognize Jiang Lin and reached out to stop him.

However, his hand was interrupted before he could straighten it.

"Let him through immediately. This is Master Jiang. Don't offend him."

A familiar-looking member of the gang ran over from a distance and invited Jiang Lin inside.

"Master Jiang, you've finally arrived..."

Without Jiang Lin needing to ask, the man spilled the beans and told the whole story.

It turns out that in the past few days, a full-scale war suddenly broke out in the dozen or so largest fish markets around Changning County, and two of the four fish markets controlled by the "Water Tiger Gang" were lost.

In the end, they managed to hold onto the last two strongholds only by concentrating their forces.

Jiang Lin was speechless. This "Water Tiger Gang" was really useless. With the Long family supporting them, they had been developing for more than half a year, but they couldn't even hold onto a few fish markets.

The gang members around Jiang Lin seemed to have heard what he was thinking. "Master Jiang, you may not know this, but a few martial artists have suddenly appeared in those gangs. Not only are they all very strong, but they are also all unfamiliar faces. We don't know where they came from."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin knew where these people came from. Just as he was about to ask again, Chen Sanlang came out to greet them.

Jiang Lin looked him up and down several times. "Are you hurt?"

"No, I was shooting arrows from behind, how could I be hurt? But luckily the brothers had practiced archery, so we were able to wait for the gang leader to come to our aid."

Chen Sanlang is in pretty good shape; his mental fortitude from years of gang activity is quite strong.

"Among those suddenly emerging masters, is there one who wields a knife, a fast knife user, and also has excellent agility?"

Chen Sanlang thought for a moment, "There was one who used a knife, but his knife skills were not fast; every move was powerful and heavy."

Since there was no answer, Jiang Lin didn't ask any further questions.

In his subsequent conversation with Sanlang, Jiang Lin learned about the current situation of the "Water Tiger Gang".

The "Water Tiger Gang" is now divided into two groups, one led by the gang leader and guarding another stronghold.

The other option was to put Chen Sanlang in charge because of his outstanding performance in the incident.

This could be considered a blessing in disguise, as it greatly enhanced his status among the gang members.

After learning that the trouble was over and that the Long family had sent skilled men to help, Jiang Lin did not get involved too much.

The Long family isn't stupid. If your Eagle Claw Sect can find martial artists from outside, so can my Long family.

Without much delay, Jiang Lin took the materials for the "fragrant bait" and planned to return immediately. In this chaotic situation, Chen Sanlang himself was not idle either.

In order not to keep his senior brother Li waiting, he quickened his pace back to the city.

Seeing the small hill at the bend in the road again in the distance, Jiang Lin's focus returned.

They were hired by the Eagle Claw Gang, and since they didn't participate in gang warfare, they were specifically tasked with assassination.

Since that's the case, he'll make a move again sooner or later. Compared to Lin Zheng, Jiang Lin would rather he come to him.

A flash of light appeared from the bushes on the right, and a gaunt figure darted across the two-zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) distance.

Faced with the blade hurtling straight for his neck, Jiang Lin showed no panic whatsoever.

Without dodging or avoiding, he reached out and grabbed at the incoming dagger.

With a hiss, the sound of metal scraping together rang out.

The moment the blade was firmly gripped, the skinny monkey swiftly drew his sword, avoiding the risk of having his weapon taken from him. Then, with a twist of his body, he quickly moved behind Jiang Lin and unleashed another slash.

This move was as fast as a ghost and had a tricky angle. Jiang Lin only had time to dodge half a step before he was hit.

The blade sliced ​​through his clothes, leaving a gash on his shoulder. The blood just started to flow when it was stopped, and then the flesh contracted, closing the wound on its own.

"Half a minute of meat."

The moment he was stabbed, Jiang Lin smiled; the sword technique was indeed of ordinary power.

Then a series of clanging sounds rang out, indicating that the two had already exchanged blows.

Throughout these ten-odd moves, Jiang Lin focused entirely on defense, without throwing a single punch.

After a series of attacks, the skinny monkey failed to achieve anything and had to retreat to catch his breath.

At that moment, Jiang Lin went from being extremely still to being extremely active.

"A tiger breaks free from its gate"

The punch came with tremendous speed. Skinny Monkey, who was barely breathing, dared not meet it head-on and had to resort to his old trick, forcibly twisting his body to get behind Jiang Lin again.

"Hmph, the same old trick again."

Jiang Lin snorted coldly, and also twisted his waist and swung his leg suddenly, sweeping out with a powerful back kick.

"Tiger Tail Kick"

This move is not an original move of "Tiger Warrior Fist," but a variation taught by Senior Brother Li. It is a trick, but it is indeed effective.

The kick came suddenly, and the skinny monkey, who was not yet on his feet, was hit and staggered several steps.

"The Angry Tiger Pierces Through the Forest"

Before the skinny monkey could regain his footing, Jiang Lin took a large step to close the distance between them and threw another punch.

With nowhere to hide, the skinny monkey had no choice but to take the punch head-on by swinging the blade across his body.

The iron fist struck the blade, unleashing its full power. Skinny Monkey couldn't withstand it and was struck in the chest by the rebounding blade.

A tremendous force, like a cone, reached his chest through the blade, its power spiraling into his body.

Suddenly, he felt as if his internal organs were being grabbed and twisted violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, suffering serious internal injuries in an instant.

"Now it's my turn to launch the attack."

With "Shadow Tiger Chasing the Wind" unleashed at full power, Jiang Lin's figure accelerated suddenly, bringing with it a barrage of fist shadows. His movement at this moment was even three points faster than the previous skinny monkey.

The so-called "following the shadow with the body" is continuous and uninterrupted. The body moves like a shadow wherever it goes, and the wind from the fist sweeps the ground.

Jiang Lin had clearly grasped the essence of this move, and that mysterious feeling in his mind rose again.

Skinny Monkey was hit repeatedly and had no chance to fight back. He was about to risk being hit again and find an opportunity to use his lightness skill to escape when his opponent unleashed the most powerful punch since the start of the battle.

The power of this punch was earth-shattering, and the wind it generated even carried the roar of a tiger, shaking one's soul.

Faced with this punch, the skinny monkey felt as if a thousand troops were charging towards him, about to tear him to pieces in an instant. He was so terrified that he had already lost the will to resist.

"White Tiger Breaks the Army"

With a loud "boom", it exploded.

The iron fist struck the skinny monkey in the chest, sending him flying more than ten meters away. His entire chest bones were shattered, and the violent force continued forward, tearing off his cervical spine and bursting out from his back, creating a bloody hole.

Jiang Lin stood with his fists outstretched, his posture upright. A sudden realization dawned on him, and he had mastered the essence of the Tiger Warrior Fist.