Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 130 Gale and Torrential Rain, Riding a Bicycle in Mid-Air

Click! !

Chu Tianshu moved both hands simultaneously. He raised his left hand and touched the wall above the window, his five fingers digging into the concrete and gripping it tightly. His right hand reached forward.

His squatting position on the windowsill has many inconveniences, but after his left hand is wedged into the wall above, it serves as a point of leverage along with his feet.

With force applied from three points, the right arm extends forward with sufficient power and ferocity.

The long arm pierced into the room, like a thick, heavy iron spearhead, suddenly striking.

The two sides were not far apart to begin with.

Wang Bo lunged forward again, as if he were deliberately running into the "gun barrel," unable to react in time.

But just as the two were about to make contact, Wang Bo's body suddenly darted backward.

His feet didn't push off the ground and move backward at all.

It was as if an extremely strong rope had suddenly been pulled from where he was standing, connecting to his feet, and pulled him back.

The divine turtle floats on the water, moving freely in all directions!

Just as Wang Bo was about to lunge forward, he used his internal force to stick to the spot, connecting with the soles of his feet.

With just a thought, this internal force can dissipate on the spot, or suddenly become stronger, pulling him back to his original position.

Chu Tianshu missed his attack, his expression shifted slightly, and he took the opportunity to burrow inward.

Originally crouching on the windowsill in a slightly curled-up position, the moment it crawled into the room, it suddenly blossomed like a flower, stretching out its limbs.

Chu Tianshu's feet touched the ground at top speed, his heels almost touching the wall, giving him a firm foothold before charging forward.

But just as his foot touched the ground...

Wang Bo slashed from his waist, drawing a bright silver light from his hand, and swiftly thrust it at Chu Tianshu.

It was a proper soft sword, made of alloy, as thin as a cicada's wing, hidden in the belt at the waist, with the hilt serving as the belt's bridle.

Wang Bo unleashed his inner force instantly, straightening his soft sword, as if the air itself had been sliced ​​open.

The movement of the sword tip was clearly faster than the sound.

It was a good sword, but even better was the timing of his strike.

The initial lunge and retreat were clearly just a ploy to lure the enemy in, intended to trick them into instinctively chasing him into the room.

The moment Chu Tianshu slipped through the window, his feet had already touched the ground, his movements swift yet steady.

If it were someone else, they would have been caught by this sword while suspended in mid-air with nothing to rely on.

Even now, when Chu Tianshu's feet just touch the ground and he exerts force from bottom to top, there is a turning point, almost an opening.

This makes the threat of this sword strike even greater than usual.

It only takes a blink of an eye to see that.

Putting aside everything else, the bandits before us are definitely better than Li Guangzong in terms of combat wisdom.

Chu Tianshu seemed to have anticipated this sword strike. His fingers twitched as if by illusion, and a small puff of water mist appeared beside his hand.

The Benevolent King Protects the Nation Sutra says that there are sixty kshanas in the blink of an eye.

Chu Tianshu's flick of the finger was even shorter than a moment.

With powerful finger strength, the moisture in the air was visibly dispersed, and a silver needle shot out.

The silver needle struck the middle of the blade, shattering into powder and causing the sword to momentarily stop.

Chu Tianshu's left hand, which was hanging limply beside him, flicked and released more than a dozen silver needles, which shot towards Wang Bo's head, face and chest.

Wang Bo quickly withdrew his arm and twirled his sword.

He channeled his inner tortoise energy again, bringing out the full potential of its sticky force.

With a flick of the sword, all of the dozen or so silver needles were intercepted.

Moreover, it wasn't cut off or knocked away, but rather stuck to the sword.

The moment he finishes twirling his sword, the silver needles will be propelled outwards as if using the force of the blow against him.

He then used both needles and sword to strike Chu Tianshu.

But as he flicked his sword, Chu Tianshu's hand also reached out to grab it.

To block these silver needles, Wang Bo's sword trajectory became limited, and he couldn't strike as fast as with a full-force slash.

Chu Tianshu's move was like a phantom that suddenly emerged from the cold, damp world, untouched by moisture.

Dry fingers, carrying the heat of a momentary friction that pierced the air, gripped the tip of the sword.

Wang Bo instinctively tried to use his internal energy to infuse the sword to resist, but a jolt went down his neck and his five fingers automatically released the hilt, causing him to withdraw his hand as quickly as possible.

when! ! !
The moment Chu Tianshu gripped the sword tip and shuddered, it caused every bone in his body to resonate.

Today, his muscles and bones are strong and flexible, and he can finally unleash the power of his muscles and bones as soon as he starts chanting, fully demonstrating the essence and mystery of "Toad Palm Thunder".

It felt like a small hand grenade had exploded in mid-air inside the room.

The entire soft sword, including the silver needles attached to it, was blasted into fragments and broken into pieces.

Sparkling silver light, forming a large fan shape, shot forward.

If Wang Bo doesn't let go, even if he uses his internal energy to rush forward, he won't have time to protect the sword and will only hasten the explosion.

His hand was split open, and the injury to his palm was the least of his worries; he still had to face the fragments at close range.

He dodged quickly, rolling away and already lifting the blankets on the bed.

Those broken needle fragments, striking the sturdy quilt, felt like they were hitting a thick wall.

Not a single piece could penetrate this blanket.

Instead, the quilt stood upright like a wall, and there were signs that it was about to be pushed and smashed in the opposite direction.

Wang Bo hid behind the quilt, unleashing both palms and channeling his inner force into the quilt, intending to use the quilt, which contained a large number of steel fragments, to overwhelm Chu Tianshu.

The moment the blanket was shattered by Chu Tianshu, he had a chance.

But Chu Tianshu's eyes were bright, and with a push of his feet, he was on the bed, his hands reaching out.

Boom! ! !
Through the quilt, those four hands collided precisely.

Wang Bo's expression changed as he felt a heavy, powerful force, like the striking of a bell, emanating from him.

Before the blanket even broke, his bones, protected by internal energy, had already trembled slightly, and his figure flew backward, crashing into the wall.

The wallpaper was cracked, and large amounts of powder were falling down. But then darkness fell, and a quilt came down, covering all the cracks and burying Wang Bo completely underneath.

Wang Bo was greatly alarmed. A sensation that he couldn't tell if it was pain or coldness came from the back of his neck, causing him to unleash his inner strength and strike out a series of palm shadows with both hands.

The quilt covered a person, but it was like wrapping a monster with four or five heads and a dozen arms, thrashing about and bulging everywhere.

At this moment, Chu Tianshu launched a fierce attack on the quilt.

As soon as any part of the quilt showed any sign of swelling, Chu Tianshu slapped it with his palm.

All attacks that attempted to break through the quilt were suppressed by Chu Tianshu through the quilt.

Both of their views were obstructed.

However, Chu Tianshu seemed to be fully aware of Wang Bo's attack intentions.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
Afterimages lingered, a scene of unrestrained violence.

Chu Tianshu thumped the quilt dozens of times between breaths.

After the final palm strike landed straight down.

He then changed his palm into a grab, pulling the quilt backward.

Wow! ! !
Once the quilt was pulled back, the person embedded in the wall was revealed.

The reinforced concrete beneath the wall plaster has been largely exposed.

Wang Bo was embedded there, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, his limbs twisted, only his head could barely move, his face full of astonishment.

Who are you?

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, many seemingly intact pieces of fabric on his coat and trousers suddenly fell off like butterflies.

Chu Tianshu's offensive was executed flawlessly.

Using the skill of a Luohan striking a bell, after suppressing all of the opponent's attacks, he then pressed the opponent's limbs and torso six or seven times.

The subsequent attacks, however, were infused with the power of immortals, intended to capture them alive.

As a result, Wang Bo suffered muscle contusions, bone displacement, and his body fabric was covered with hand-shaped gashes.

Chu Tianshu did not answer, but instead produced a handful of needles and flicked them out.

Wang Bo was immediately struck by numerous silver needles on his chest and forehead.

"You can tell, can't you?"

Chu Tianshu stepped forward and flicked the end of the needle. "I'm the school doctor here."

Because the other party is considered to be a person with profound internal strength.

Chu Tianshu couldn't guarantee that he could subdue the other person by knocking them unconscious in a normal way. If he used too much force, the other person might die.

But they pressed his limbs down like this and hung him on the wall.

In addition, medical acupuncture techniques are used to control the heart, blood vessels, and brain.

Even if the other person wanted to commit suicide, they wouldn't have the chance.

Wang Bo was indeed unable to commit suicide; his tongue felt numb, and he could no longer speak clearly.

But his trembling eyes revealed that he really wanted to scream.

What a load of rubbish—the school doctor!

All the faculty and staff of Jin Dao Martial Arts School have available records.

If there were such experts inside, Wang Bo would have marked them out long ago when he was searching.

The only problem is with students, because there are too many of them, their sources are complicated, they are not easy to find, and there are not many who are worthy of attention in terms of strength, so the information is not comprehensive enough.

Therefore, when Wang Bo scanned Chu Tianshu earlier, he saw that Chu Tianshu was unfamiliar and so young, so he classified him as a student.

Chu Tianshu ignored him and slipped back to the window to look out.

Knowing Wang Bo's infiltration route, and being on the third floor.

With one look, Chu Tianshu could see beyond the walls of the martial arts school.

There were no doors or shops over there, and the streets were deserted with snow, except for one car parked there, most likely used to pick up robbers.

Just as Chu Tianshu peeked out.

Amidst the snow piled on the wall, a small white box seemed to move slightly.

Then the car suddenly started moving.

"Um?!"

Chu Tianshu's figure passed through the window, and his feet slammed heavily against the wall.

Hooray! !
The figure in black with gold patterns, like a huge eagle battling the wind and snow, swooped down from the third floor to the top of the wall.

The moment my left foot touched the top of the wall, it swept away the snow and crushed the broken glass that was originally used to prevent climbing.

Chu Tianshu used his left foot as a pivot, twisted his body, and kicked the small white box with his right foot.

This kick was powerful, with a tricky angle, combining both strength and flexibility.

The small white box accelerated rapidly but did not break. It emitted a sharp whistling sound as it struck the left rear tire of the black van.

The box's sharp edges were deeply embedded in the tire, and it was rolled towards the ground by the wheel.

With a cracking sound and a shower of sparks, the tire burst open.

The car went out of control and spun around in the middle of the street.

The driver instinctively slammed on the brakes.

The people inside the car were swaying and the equipment was shaking.

Boom! !

The roof of the car suddenly sank, as if a heavy object had hit it.

Chu Tianshu landed on the roof of the car, his trouser legs billowing in the wind. His fingers flicked like lotus petals, suddenly forming a sword incantation, which he then pointed downwards.

Those who are in battle, all arrayed and advancing!
With a silent chant that seemed to fly by, mental energy transformed into a grid of four vertical and five horizontal lines, pressing down through the roof of the car.

Everyone inside the car was suddenly terrified, unable to control themselves, their eyes rolled back, and they fainted.

(End of this chapter)