Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 444 The child is still young, only one slap.

"Um?!"

When the sun was high in the sky, Zheng Tianchang was still in the inner palace when he was suddenly awakened.

Wrapped in a bright yellow silk robe, revealing his bare chest, Zheng Tianchang's skin was as yellow as jade, with distinct features.

With black hair and deep-set eyes, his pupils were slightly blue, and his thick, curly beard revealed that he had some Western Region blood.

In an instant, he was completely awake from his drowsiness. Hearing the sounds outside, his face immediately revealed a fierce expression.

"Where did this rude scoundrel come from, spouting such nonsense in my royal city?!"

Zheng Tianchang stood up, strode out of the palace gate, and threw off the robe that the eunuch had brought him.

He didn't even glance at the guards who rushed over. His body suddenly blurred, and he had already crossed the entire square, appearing on the roof of the main hall of the palace.

Only then did the sound of tearing fabric and exploding fill the air.

A faint white line rapidly expanded, and the airflow churned to both sides.

In Zheng Tianchang's mind, the so-called guards and imperial guards were nothing more than servants used to handle trivial matters in daily life, because they were quick and efficient.

When it comes to one's own safety, how could one possibly rely on these lackeys?
Only he himself can be relied upon, for he is not only the ruler of the Great Heavenly Kingdom, but also the Uncrowned King of Martial Arts.

The title "Uncrowned King" was first mentioned in the book Zhuangzi.

It refers to those who possess the virtues of an emperor but do not hold the position of emperor.

Later, during the Han Dynasty, some Confucian scholars believed that Confucius, who wrote the Spring and Autumn Annals and promoted education, could also be called a "King without a Crown," which made this title very famous.

Ninety years ago, there was a peerless master in a prominent military family in Huaixi who broke through to a profound realm where mountains were no longer mountains and water was no longer water.

It can see the primordial energy of heaven and earth deep in the mountains and rivers. Once swallowed into the body, it is immediately absorbed by the physical body, and the muscles and bones are reborn and transformed.

He therefore considered himself the number one person in the world, and called this level of martial arts "the Uncrowned King".

Although, after this man was full of pride, he went to Chang'an to challenge Hai Donglai, and was killed on the spot by three consecutive blows!
However, the title "Martial Arts King" still circulates.

His physical movement is faster than Lei Yin's; he can handle cannonballs with his bare hands, violently cross rivers on foot, and traverse the desert with only a water jug...

In the past century, more and more people in the world who have cultivated to the level of the Uncrowned King have demonstrated their extraordinary feats.

They indeed possessed the martial virtues of emperors.

Zheng Tianchang's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather were all Qingping officials in the Nanzhao Kingdom.

He began his martial arts training at the age of eight, learning a set of basic boxing techniques that could lead directly to the "Uncrowned King" realm.

From a young age, he received medicinal baths, medical equipment, internal and external medications, and massage training, which laid a very solid foundation for him.

In order to consolidate his power, he also personally led troops into battle, and finally, at the age of forty-five, he became a "King without a throne".

Cheng Xin, that old bastard, roamed the martial world in his early years, and later joined the army to fight, suffering countless hidden injuries, but never reached the realm of the Uncrowned King.

As long as he doesn't use a knife, Cheng Xin poses no threat to Zheng Tianchang whatsoever.

Apart from Cheng Xin, Yang Zhenyi was originally a retainer of the Zheng family and was loyal to Zheng Tianchang. They were of similar temperament.

Many of the ways to display royal majesty and relieve boredom were devised by Yang Zhenyi.

Tibet had already split and declined, the Tang Dynasty accepted tribute, and the other neighboring countries were all small states.

In the past few years, Zheng Tianchang has not encountered any more unpleasant things.

Today, this is the voice that is cursing him in the royal city.

It not only enraged him, but also aroused a sense of novelty in him.

Upon reaching the highest rooftop of the palace, he could see the empty long street of the inner city.

I saw the only person standing in the middle of the long street.

Chu Tianshu was still several miles away from the main hall of the royal palace. The person on the roof of the hall was not a giant, but a normal person.

But Chu Tianshu was the first to notice the person's appearance and looked up slightly.

His young face was fully exposed to the sunlight, his hair was as black as clouds, his forehead was smooth, his eyebrows were bright and his eyes were clear, and his whole aura was without a trace of gloom.

A young man stood alone on the long street, seemingly in harmony with the sun in the sky.

No one feels that the sun is lonely.

On the contrary, anyone facing the sun will feel that they are the only one who is alone.

Zheng Tianchang's heartstrings trembled violently.

He considered himself to have the claws of the entire city and the servants of the entire country at his beck and call. Although he felt extremely noble, he never felt lonely.

However, upon seeing this person, he felt as if he were the lone traveler who had just entered the city alone.

What shocked him even more was the man's appearance.

Many people know about Hai Donglai's challenge to Duan Zhong, but few know that it was not Hai Donglai who killed Duan Zhong in that battle.

When Zheng Hui was alive, he kept this a secret, but he did make a painting of it himself.

When Zheng Tianchang was four years old, Zheng Hui died.

But with his current martial arts level as a King of the Plains, he can still recall it clearly.

At that time, my great-grandfather was very old and loved to reminisce about the past. He would hold him on his lap and let him look at that painting.

"...This was the most unforgettable young friend in the first half of my life. He was a friend despite the age difference, a righteous and extraordinary person. If it weren't for him, the Tang people in Nanzhao would have definitely experienced a great upheaval back then."

"Ha, when I named you back then, the word 'Tianchang' immediately came to mind. I guess it was because I thought of him that I hoped you would walk the path with the same integrity, not be afraid of power, and be both gentle and lively."

"Hai Donglai is good, but he is still too individualistic."

"By the way, the person in this painting is called Chu Tianshu..."

This is just a very insignificant little fragment in Zheng Tianchang's memory.

He never imagined that he would meet the person in the portrait.

Of those people from over a hundred years ago, besides Hai Donglai, how many are still alive and kicking today?
But the person on the long street not only looked exactly like the one in the portrait.

That aura was far beyond what ordinary masters could match.

"Could it really be the same person?"

Zheng Tianchang murmured to himself.

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw Chu Tianshu floating into the air on the long street.

With robes fluttering, the figure resembled a small sail, a kite, billowing in the wind.

It was like a cloud rushing in through a long wind.

The person traveled several miles without ever landing, floating directly to the top of the main hall.

Zheng Tianchang showed no surprise.

Although those who are skilled in martial arts are not good at flying, if they reach the Suwang realm, it is not difficult for them to run a few steps on the wind.

Moreover, there are also techniques of military spirits in the world that allow people to float, so it's not surprising.

"You are Zheng Tianchang?"

Chu Tianshu glanced at him and said, "I heard that your nineteenth son, when he was eleven years old, went out hunting and accidentally shot a peasant girl. After returning to the palace, he was filled with anxiety and unease."

"I've come up with a plan: have palace maids wear deerskins and accompany you and your son on the hunt."

"After dozens of people died, your young son actually adapted and clapped his hands in delight?"

Zheng Tianchang's eyebrows twitched slightly.

This was his proudest achievement, something that even the imperial physicians were helpless against. With a little trick, he dispelled the child's fear and made him brave and fearless from then on.

But as soon as he heard Chu Tianshu's tone, he knew something was wrong.

"Did you perhaps kill my youngest son?"

"That child died when he was eleven years old."

Chu Tianshu sighed softly, "As for just now, there was a little beast who was turned into mincemeat at the palace gate."

Upon hearing this, a piece of flesh on Zheng Tianchang's cheek trembled, and he suddenly made his move.

He reached out with his hand, his palm like a spear, tearing a ghastly white line through the air.

The white marks were much clearer than when he moved his entire body earlier.

Directly in front of him, the air that hadn't yet escaped was instantly compressed into his fingertips, forming a dense, turbulent white wave of air. He had already detected a clear killing intent in Chu Tianshu's words.

Even if it really was that person from back then, and he displayed such an impressive aura, Zheng Tianchang would only feel apprehensive, not afraid.

If it's a matter of killing each other, there will be no hesitation.

This sudden movement created the imposing aura of palms joined as if they were spears.

The sensation was so intense that everyone in half of the palace in the direction Chu Tianshu was located felt a chill run down their spines and their hair stand on end.

In the martial arts of heart and blood, the heart comes before the blood.

While a surge in vital energy is fundamental, a powerful mental state is just as essential as the fuse of a powerful explosive.

Chu Tianshu felt no fear, but the force of the aura made his eyebrows twitch.

Every single eyebrow hair on the brow bone seemed to twitch instantly, becoming even clearer.

His left hand, fingerprints, fine hairs, and the sheen of his nails also became incredibly clear at the same time.

With fingers pointing like a sword, he suddenly thrust upwards, aiming for Zheng Tianchang's elbow.

This is the manifestation of sword intent flowing through the fingertips.

With intention guiding the energy, the speed of the sword finger is more than enough to deal with the opponent's attack.

However, Zheng Tianchang's figure suddenly disappeared!

Chu Tianshu felt the magnificent hall beneath his feet sink a little.

In the instant before he disappeared, Zheng Tianchang exerted force with his foot, not damaging the roof, but causing the entire hall and even its foundation to sink a little.

The speed that can be generated by the borrowed reaction force has definitely reached the limit of what he can do.

But this speed, surprisingly, did not cause any abnormal fluctuations to be felt by others.

The surrounding environment remained unchanged, and there was no sign of hostility.

A martial artist who cultivates to the level of the Uncrowned King can control his blood with his heart and conceal his heart with his blood. It's like tempered steel mixed with extraterrestrial iron, instantly forged into Taiyi refined gold.

Although it was only for a fleeting moment, in that instant, it was extremely difficult for outsiders' senses to detect any trace of him.

Even among those who are both "Unfettered Kings," when they clash in this state, they often rely on inspiration and luck rather than actually being able to see each other's movements clearly.

Unable to predict the landing point of the move, unable to capture the trajectory of the thought.

Break free from spiritual awareness, deliver a punch from outside the heart.

Chu Tianshu raised his right hand, and in a flash, his right hand seemed to form a peacock-like handprint.

It also seems like just an illusion.

After the handprint flashed, Chu Tianshu's right hand was clearly spread out with all five fingers, pushing out with all his might.

The seal with the character "前" is the fastest, not only moving forward without hesitation, but also seemingly knowing the future.

Ninety percent of the palm force, passing through that peacock-like handprint, was concentrated in the palm.

This palm strike did not change direction; it was still aimed directly forward.

Sure enough, a powerful force, like stars flying away and the moon disappearing, or a meteorite crashing into a mountain, slammed into the palm of the hand.

It was as if a barrier had been broken.

The immense force revealed itself to be Zheng Tianchang's fist.

A look of surprise finally appeared on Zheng Tianchang's face.

That's right, when he threw the punch from outside his heart, he didn't actually go around to any other direction.

It retreated for a moment, then suddenly charged forward.

He actually stepped on the roof ridge twice, each time only causing the entire hall to sink by half a point, so that together it only sank by one point.

It is this retreat and advance that, when combined, form a punch.

Although he was always directly in front of Chu Tianshu, in the state of using the "External Fist," his aura was completely blocked, detached from his spiritual senses, and could not be detected by the human eye at all.

The disparity in all aspects makes this move's finishing effect reach its peak.

But Chu Tianshu caught it, his eyes gleaming like wheels, and his body radiating countless clear and subtle fluctuations.

When Chu Tianshu interrogated the prisoners, he asked them everything he could. Before entering the palace, he even used his celestial eye to observe the palace.

He knew about the concept of an external punch, but he was still surprised when he actually experienced it.

For a fleeting moment, Zheng Tianchang's spiritual senses almost completely failed him.

If Chu Tianshu were still in a state of nearsightedness before completing his fundamental transformation, he would probably be in a state of haste to receive this punch.

Although they could block it, they couldn't achieve anything more.

And now...

hum! ! !
A very low, but extremely far-reaching hum.

The sound first erupted from the point where their fists and palms collided, traveled along their bodies, reached the main hall beneath their feet, and then reached the ground.

Using the entire ground as a medium, the sound diffuses instantaneously, seemingly much faster than sound traveling through the air.

In an instant, people within a radius of several miles felt a sound travel from the soles of their feet to their ears, deep and long.

Zheng Tianchang suddenly realized that all the strange fluctuations around the other party had a common point of convergence.

That was also the point of greatest force, hidden in Chu Tianshu's palm.

By the time Zheng Tianchang realized it, that point had already entered his body through the collision of fist and palm.

A faint green dot pierced straight through Zheng Tianchang's fist.

When it's lit, his entire arm seems to disappear, as if flesh and clothes don't exist, and you can directly see the skeletal framework.

In the dark, you can see his arms swelling.

The light only went completely dark when it passed through the shoulder and entered the right chest.

At this moment, the right half of Zheng Tianchang's body was already bulging and pitted.

It was as if hundreds of tumors had grown out in the blink of an eye.

The left half is still a normal person, but the right half is a monster formed from a mass of fleshy growths.

He felt that his own vital energy, which he was so proud of, had actually become the catalyst for the rapid growth of these tumors.

"What's this?!"

Zheng Tianchang, who thought he was fearless, showed surprise and staggered backward.

With his skills, he was now finding it difficult to stand steadily on this rooftop.

"This is my internal strength."

Chu Tianshu blew out a wisp of smoke from his palm.

"You've been hit by my internal martial arts palm strike. You have three seconds left."

Zheng Tianchang felt a sense of foreboding: "What three seconds? What does 'second' mean?"

"two."

Zheng Tianchang shouted, "Wait! Senior Chu, my great-grandfather..."

"one."

Bang! ! !
All the tumors on Zheng Tianchang's right side of his body exploded open.

All flesh and blood were gone; only the skeleton remained on the right side, and the skeleton was greenish.

In this light, it actually looks more harmonious with the left side of his body.

"no no……"

Zheng Tianchang knelt on the roof, his left eyeball twitching as he looked at Chu Tianshu, a lingering voice of resentment still echoing in his throat.

"So you knew that Zheng Hui and I were old friends."

Chu Tianshu put his hands behind his back and looked towards the city.

"I'm here to correct you on behalf of an old friend!"

(End of this chapter)