Chapter 18

Fist techniques and martial arts seemed more hot-blooded and satisfying than spirit communication and chanting incantations.

But that refers to when practicing; when people fight and slaughter each other with these things, it is still inevitable to present a side contrary to hot-bloodedness.

—Cold-blooded!

Chu Tianshu had a faint feeling when he fought the Leopard Cat warrior last time, and today, charging all the way out of the town and into this weapon battle in the woods, he felt it even more deeply.

So many moves and techniques in fist arts were almost useless just now.

Except for the weapon in his hand, he could only compare the turning point brought by willpower.

The boundary between victory and defeat was actually so fragile.

I believe that swordsman should also have had many saber techniques that he didn't have the opportunity to display before he had already lost his hand and his life.

"It's truly terrifying! I probably won't die in a nightmare now; I'll change my wish next birthday..."

Chu Tianshu stuck a needle into his own shoulder and neck.

"The day I'm going to die, at least let me have the opportunity to display my most proud moves at that time."

The silver needle took effect, stimulating his blood and oxygen supply, alleviating the feeling of his brain aching, and his wild thoughts were also suppressed.

That's the good thing about having studied medicine; treating oneself while fighting.

Chu Tianshu caught his breath, immediately turned around, kicked up the peach wood sword scabbard in two steps, and grabbed it.

The broken branches and leaves on the ground were startled by his accelerating footsteps.

Chu Tianshu rushed toward the swordsman, poking the back of the swordsman's head with the end of the peach wood sword scabbard.

The swordsman, who seemed to be dying, trembled all over when hit by the wooden sword, and only then did a large amount of blood start to spray from his severed arm.

Sure enough!

Even after his arm was severed and his torso was pierced by a sword, this swordsman had not completely lost consciousness, still controlling the muscles at his severed arm to slow down the speed of bleeding.

But whether he was thinking of brewing a final counterattack or thinking of feigning death to escape.

Chu Tianshu's wooden sword strike had already truly sent him to the west.

With a "swoosh," the iron sword was pulled out rapidly, detaching from the tree trunk and the human body.

The fruit tree shook again, and the person holding the sword had already gone far away like the wind.

The shrill tone of the white bone whistle became more and more obvious.

The red-faced sorcerer, whose face was already a bit purple from holding his breath, was suddenly startled, turned his head, and looked to the front left.

"Gaya!!"

The two dwarves protecting him screamed strangely at the same time and killed their way out.

As soon as Chu Tianshu rushed to this open space, he saw two short black shadows arcing from the left and right sides, attacking rapidly, specializing in attacking the lower body.

The wooden sword did not move, but the iron sword suddenly stabbed out.

The daggers in the dwarves' hands were pitch black, the color dull, making them excellent surprise weapons in the night.

The dwarf on the left was full of his own dagger, his eyes full of the enemy's figure, when he suddenly saw a flash of silver light, which was actually lower than his own low field of vision.

Crack!!

He was stabbed in the shin of his left leg by a sword; the sword light was retracted as soon as it touched, and he had already fallen to the ground, the momentum too fierce, still wanting to slide forward.

The peach wood sword scabbard pierced down from behind him, nailing him to the ground.

The talisman on the peach wood lit up, and the dwarf's limbs suddenly straightened, sticking to the ground in a "big" shape, stiff and motionless.

The dwarf on the right was still standing, holding a dagger, but he was also stiff.

Because the iron sword had stabbed into this person's forehead.

Just at this moment, Chu Tianshu's heart seemed to skip a beat.

A crazy premonition of danger made him release both swords and move his body to the left with the fastest speed.

With this sway, he moved more than a meter away horizontally.

Tree branches were broken, and the sound of a gunshot echoed in the woods with a "bang."

Chu Tianshu's energy was highly concentrated, his pupils trembling slightly, and the falling leaves around him seemed even slower.

His gaze penetrated the interval of about ten meters, staring dead at that sorcerer.

It was certain that the gunshot came from under that big tree.

However, the sorcerer standing under the tree only held the bone whistle that had just left his lips; there was no gun to be seen at all.

Bang bang bang!!

The gunshots were continuous, and Chu Tianshu's figure was suddenly left and right, twisting and flashing violently.

The maximum force of stomping and turning caused the fallen leaves and soil on the ground to explode into shallow pits, and the rapid airflow caused some mud and leaves to fly after him.

While dodging, he was actually still sprinting.

The distance was narrowed from ten meters to five meters.

The probability of the firearm hitting was greatly increased.

At this moment, the silver needle exploded out!

The ancient acupuncture technique even used stone needles, so naturally, it couldn't be too thin; the medical silver needles of this era retained some classical flavor, and the thickest of the forty-nine needles was close to the thickness of a wooden chopstick.

Moreover, the surface of that needle had fine screw threads, mainly used to release pus and blood.

Once this kind of needle is inserted into human skin and flesh that has no pus, it brings the greatest pain.

"Ah!!!"

A scream came from under the tree.

But it wasn't from the sorcerer, but from a position a few feet to the side of the sorcerer.

The air there swayed slightly, and an extra person appeared, looking exactly the same as the sorcerer, with a thick needle nailed into his chest and a gun in his hand.

He subconsciously covered his chest, and when he realized he needed to continue shooting, the hand holding the gun had already been grabbed from the side by another powerful palm.

Crack!!!

The sorcerer's hand bone was twisted and broken, and at the wrist, broken bone fragments pierced out of the skin.

Chu Tianshu grabbed his broken hand with his right palm, and his left fist swung at full speed, smashing into his temple with a "bang."

A small piece of the sorcerer's skull caved in, his eyes rapidly congested with blood, and blood overflowed from his eye sockets and flowed down.

Chu Tianshu did not stop his movements; his left hand flicked, four silver needles in his sleeve were clamped between his palms, and he slapped the sorcerer on the top of his head again.

A sharp, violent sound came from inside the sorcerer's body, as if some glass vessel had been hit and shattered.

Yin energy spread from his body, blowing Chu Tianshu's hair in front of his forehead into a mess.

The sorcerer's figure next to him, holding the bone whistle and having been motionless, was blown by this Yin wind and dissipated like mist on the spot.

It was an illusion!

This sorcerer relied on some kind of evil spirit to instantly launch an illusion, creating a phantom fake body, while his true body hid and pulled out a firearm.

It was a very good tactic, but from the enemy's perspective...

It was truly damn sinister!

After Chu Tianshu killed this person, he even snatched the gun, only then letting the corpse fall.

"So there were only six bullets in total."

Chu Tianshu looked at the gun in his hand, his high-speed heartbeat gradually slowing down.

His understanding of firearms was very limited; he had seen those guns in town, where you had to pull the bolt once to fire a shot, and even if many people were well-trained and had crossfire, they couldn't threaten a high-level martial artist.

But just now, seeing that he was about to kill the bandit leader, he was suddenly shot at by a hidden gun.

At that moment, what he associated in his mind was not those firearms in town.

But the various Republic of China-background peerless marksmanship experts he had seen in movies and TV shows before.

Something like a Mauser C96, twenty bullets in one gun, carrying magazines, reloading instantly...

If that were the case, he was afraid that if he continued to dodge, it would only be easier to die.

That's why he chose to fight, flash and charge over, and judge the opponent's true body through a few gunshots, deciding life and death head-on.

"After all, it's the first time experiencing this kind of battle, still not calm enough."

Chu Tianshu thought in his heart, needing to learn a lesson.

Also, if the sorcerer really had that kind of shocking marksmanship and skill, there would be no need to just hide in the woods playing with sorcery, watching his subordinates die in large numbers.

At this time in the town, it had lost the control of the bone whistle sound.

Those buzzing poisonous bees started to be unable to resist and threw themselves directly into the fireball, being burned to death on the spot.

"Did Little Chu succeed over there?!"

Shopkeeper Ma's spirit was lifted, his fingers pointing into the void.

The three fireballs suddenly descended, falling toward the tops of those bandits' heads, and the poisonous bees followed the fireballs, throwing themselves among the bandits.

The fireballs suddenly rose again, fluctuating, avoiding being hit by the bandits; when the poisonous bees followed, encountering the obstruction of the bandits, they stung them without hesitation.

Screams continued one after another in the bandit group, their morale completely collapsed, and they fled in panic.

The militiamen and guards looked at the place where the black smoke was raging, all full of miserable wails, and were also surprised and afraid, not daring to continue the pursuit.

A small number of bandits really escaped the town, but didn't run far before falling to the ground and dying from the poison.

Shopkeeper Ma walked along the small path, also feeling that the power of these poisonous bees was a bit beyond his estimation.

"Self-inflicted, cannot live."

In a murmur, Shopkeeper Ma raised the three fireballs, suspending them in the air and no longer moving.

The remaining poisonous bees threw themselves into the fireballs one after another, burning with a crackling sound, thick smoke rolling.

Chu Tianshu saw these three clusters of thick smoke and fire from afar, holding the sword in one hand and the gun in the other, and when he walked here to look, he found that there were bandit corpses everywhere.

The slaughter here had also completely come to an end.

The militiamen and guards discovered Chu Tianshu over there, whispering and discussing, their eyes mixed with surprise and awe.

Seeing that Chu Tianshu seemed to be staring at the fire in a daze, no one went to call or disturb him.

Chu Tianshu, who had relaxed at this time, was actually not looking at the fire, but at the token screen in mid-air.

The Qi count column was only one-fifth of the way to the standard for returning home.

The evil spirit materials, however, had increased quite a bit.

【Insect-Belly Leopard Cat: Ignorant man-eater, close to the master's family, died miserably in the insect belly, deep resentment.

Characteristics: Possesses people, strong muscles and bones, excited and violent, bloodthirsty, can display the agility of a leopard cat with the clumsy weight of a human.】

【Crocodile Boy (two): Perhaps due to hunting, or perhaps due to play, fell into the swamp, swallowed by a crocodile, head intact, seven orifices blocked, vengeful spirit does not dissipate, struggles with the crocodile.

Characteristics: Possesses human bodies, makes human skin as tough as crocodile skin, extremely good at swimming, can sneak for a full quarter of an hour without leaving the water, sees things underwater as if it were day.】

【Hundred-Year Civet: A civet in the mountains over a hundred years old, holding a leaf in its mouth to communicate with the mysterious.

Characteristics: Can transform civet descendants into hundreds of fake bodies, all fake bodies within sixty feet.

When possessing a human body, it can be invisible at night, and the fake bodies created for the person are within six feet of the true body.】

【Note: Current materials satisfy the need for one deduction.】

(End of chapter)