Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 276 The Out-of-Control Boxer
Beep! ! !

Mo Xiaoyu honked the horn and slowed down slightly.

As the car drove down the hillside, a large area of ​​modern buildings came into view.

With sharp angles and white walls on the rooftops, those concrete buildings, of varying heights, stretch outwards from the city center square along eight main roads.

Four ring roads intersect with the main roads, dividing the city's central area in a highly regular and symmetrical way.

However, let's look at the edge of the city.

It was discovered that some residential areas jut outwards in large sections, and some housing developments create large bulges in the same area.

The Special Police Division's headquarters here is located on the outskirts of the city, in a large, irregularly shaped area.

Chu Tianshu had also visited several branches of the Special Arrest Division in various locations.

Some are set up like administrative compounds from the late 20th century, while others resemble high-tech companies.

The Northwest branch gives the first impression of being a training base for some kind of super soldiers.

As the car drove through the gate, Chu Tianshu looked to his right.

Dozens of meters away, there is a wire mesh wall that is four or five meters high.

On the other side of the barbed wire fence was a huge area of ​​broken soil and sand.

Dust billowed everywhere, heavy objects started up, and the dull thud of them grinding against the ground was incessant.

There were several tanks speeding around the field.

Dozens of agile figures dressed in tight-fitting clothes darted and dodged, leaping and bounding like small animals in the desert.

These tanks are mostly medium tanks, weighing around 36 tons, and measuring 6 meters in length and 3 meters in width.

Originally about 2.7 meters high, a strange honeycomb-like device was installed on top of the original hull and turret. Its silvery-white metallic color was completely different from the military green paint of the hull.

The overall height is now about 3.3 meters.

The car slowed down again once it entered the base.

Mo Xiaoyu also noticed that Chu Tianshu was interested in the training there, so she let him take his time to observe and offered a few explanations.

Tanks that are phased out in China are sometimes modified and used for infrastructure projects, sometimes dismantled and recycled for raw materials, and sometimes displayed for tourism and educational purposes.

Many more will be used as experimental targets to test various new weapons.

Lin Chucheng ordered a batch of them to be used by these people in the Northwest for their daily training.

While also being used as target practice, these people would also make further modifications to abandoned tanks.

That honeycomb-like device is their modified product, but the modification is quite shady.

The inside of the honeycomb actually didn't have much space to hold live ammunition; it was just filled with a bag of cinnabar talismans.

Once activated, red yin energy will be emitted from the honeycomb pores in all directions.

This yin energy appears as murky specks of light the size of red beans. It flies at extremely high speeds, launches continuously with little recoil, and forms an astonishingly dense network of fire.

The amount of yin energy is too small to be harmful; even if it hits an ordinary person, it will not cause any damage.

But all of these people who were training had a talisman pasted on the back of their necks.

If you are struck by yin energy, you can check the talisman afterwards to see if it reveals the cause.

Anyone hit by a bullet is considered to have died in training.

Training results will be linked to the overall score of their group.

Daily performance data is shared in real time with other bases distributed throughout the Northwest region.

With a simple swipe of your phone, you can see your ranking for the day, making the competition extremely fierce.

leave!!!
Just then, a sharp, strange cry came from the training field.

It was the honeycomb-like device that started up.

Numerous red dots appeared, like a torrential downpour, scattering wildly like popping beans.

The honeycomb device continued to rotate, and the tanks in different positions worked together to form a veritable net.

"This……"

Chu Tianshu scratched his left chin with his fingernail, showing interest but also some confusion.

"The mission in the Northwest is already very demanding, and with such high-intensity training in addition to regular training, won't it be detrimental to rest and recuperation?"

Tang Nu didn't care: "As long as the leg isn't broken, people will feel better after practicing on the field!"

Mo Xiaoyu chuckled.

"They also need to vent. Sometimes, mental health is more important than physical health."

Mo Xiaoyu said, "Of course, we have more medical team slots here. The talismans attached to them also serve a monitoring function, so we won't really let them die from exhaustion during training."

Now that you put it that way, Chu Tianshu understood.

When he was suffering from a strange illness, he also needed to vent.

At that time, he had poor sleep quality and dared not engage in high-intensity training, as the probability of sudden death would be too high.

Boom! !

A loud bang came from the training ground, and a tank in the southwest visibly shook.

The side armor of the vehicle body has a visible dent, roughly the size of a handprint.

The red light on the top of the tank went out immediately.

But the burly man who struck out was instantly covered in red dots from other directions.

"Functions like the main gun are essentially just for show and don't require human intervention, so these tanks are all computer-controlled with dummies inside."

Mo Xiaoyu said, "To get a high score, you not only have to stay alive, but also destroy the mannequins inside."

Donnu added, "Similar training also includes using off-road vehicles, motorcycles, and so on as vehicles."

"But those with higher flexibility and less defense are sometimes more likely to get high scores." Chu Tianshu nodded slightly.

Tanks are indeed a bit cumbersome. Cao Bokun acquired a batch of Renault tanks for easy and flexible deployment on the battlefield.

But that flexibility is only relative.

For experts of Chu Tianshu's caliber, a light and small tank like the Renault is actually crippled and useless.

The Cao family naturally never mobilized such things to participate in the war in the capital.

When Chu Tianshu first obtained information from the Five Witches Sect, he even thought that he could use the Nan Hua True Solution to temporarily extract a large amount of steel energy, continuously destroy tanks, and display his divine power.

In the end, we didn't meet, and I felt a little regretful.

Tang Nu turned his head and saw Chu Tianshu's appearance. A thought struck him: "Mr. Chu, why don't you go and practice a bit too?"

"Forget it."

Chu Tianshu waved his hand.

What's the point of attacking your own tanks? There aren't any enemies inside those tanks.

Boom! !

Another loud bang echoed from the training ground.

The tank facing due west was also shaken by the impact, and the red lights on its top shrouded in holes went out.

Those were internal mannequins, and many of their structures were destroyed by the single blow.

Tangnu exclaimed in surprise, "Old Bear, that's impressive!"

“In the past, when he unleashed this kind of power, he would need to recover for a while after each palm strike. This time, he struck twice in a row.”

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly stopped the car and stared intently at the scene.

"Xiong Zhengsan was already considered dead and should have left the training ground, so why is he still fighting?!"

Inside the training field, someone also shouted.

"Old Bear, you fouled!" "Brother Bear, get out of here right now?!"

Xiong Zhengsan seemed not to hear.

He was visibly excited, his facial muscles twitching. He was only wearing a black vest and camouflage pants. Standing at 1.9 meters tall, with large areas of skin exposed, he looked quite fierce.

At this moment, he charged forward despite the large patch of red light. The red light and yin energy had not even touched his skin before they were dispersed by a powerful surge of primordial energy, which swirled violently around him.

In an instant, he seemed to be enveloped in a ball of blood-red flames as he charged toward the third tank.

boom! !

The rear door of the silver-gray sedan suddenly opened, went to its limit, then bounced back violently and closed tightly.

Tang Nu's pupils contracted as he saw a figure as ethereal as a gentle breeze emerge gracefully.

The afterimage was so long, like an arched bridge, starting from the car, crossing the barbed wire fence, and extending to the sky above the third tank.

This is because Tangnu's eyesight is good enough to see the afterimage.

Those with slightly worse eyesight than him could barely see the man's movements.

All that could be seen was the tank's roof; its honeycomb-like structure, like a pile of tofu dregs, had been crushed underfoot, and the turret on the roof was dented.

Chu Tianshu stood on the roof of the car, and a strange aura suddenly spread out.

The red lights on the roofs of several tanks that were still in operation nearby also stopped, and blue smoke rose from their honeycomb pores.

That was the Yin energy of the talisman inside the honeycomb device, which was disrupted by Chu Tianshu's power, causing the spell to collapse on its own.

In an instant, all the red light in the arena disappeared.

Xiong Zhengsan seemed to be stunned for a moment, his darting pupils suddenly fixing on Chu Tianshu.

"Beat you!"

He leaped up, towering half a body length above Chu Tianshu, and slammed his fist down.

Midway through the punch, the five fingers suddenly snapped out, the palm twisted, and the surrounding air was torn into twisted, thread-like patterns.

A person's palm is only so big, but when he slapped it down, it seemed to pull up the air within four or five meters around him, pressing it downwards and forming an arc.

This boxing principle is clearly the "supporting, repairing, and striking" skill from the old Hongquan style.

Although Hongquan and Hongquan sound similar, their training methods and fighting styles are quite different.

Red Fist has more supporting and cutting power, with smooth and expansive movements and wide-ranging force, while Hung Fist is more rigid and compact.

Xiong Zhengsan's skill in the Old Red Fist has reached a high level of mastery. He can transform his fist into a palm and generate power by rotating his palm. Although there are variations in the movements, they are all executed in one smooth motion.

The key point is that when he made his move, his whole body was carrying a surging internal force that seemed to roll down a hillside, growing stronger with each roll.

Having taken down two tanks, this third strike can be described as each strike stronger than the last.

However, if he were to actually unleash those three strikes, he would likely expend a great deal of energy and need to rest for six or seven days before he could continue fighting.

If he were to strike you five or seven times in a row, you would definitely fall seriously ill, be bedridden, and lose a lot of weight.

Chu Tianshu saw this and that's why he intervened immediately.

As the palm strike came down, Chu Tianshu raised his right hand, bent his four fingers, and extended his thumb forward.

The thumb points in a straight line with the entire arm, as if there is a blue light running straight through and piercing through it.

He used only his thumb to poke Xiong Zhengsan's Laogong acupoint in the palm.

This acupoint belongs to the Pericardium Meridian of Hand-Jueyin. It clears heat and dampness, and calms the mind.

As soon as the Heavenly Power pierced this acupoint, Xiong Zhengsan, who was in mid-air, shuddered and looked bewildered.

Chu Tianshu retracted his thumb and flicked his wrist, instantly transforming the strange finger gesture into a normal fist seal.

Xiong Zhengsan's palm was hit by this punch, and his whole body was like a thick and large banana leaf, sent flying seven or eight meters away, landing lightly, and even taking two steps back.

(End of this chapter)