Chapter 60: Hand Waving Pipa, Breaking Zhu Sha

*Boom!! *

As soon as the old madman landed on the ground, he saw Seeing Chu Tianshu pressing the bamboo pole with one hand, his body upright, descending from the sky.

Both of them landed almost at the same time.

But the old madman took longer to land, the speed was slow, and the buffer transition to the ground was easier.

He gave a low shout and took the lead to kick continuously.

The climate on Hengqin Island is humid, and the sand is piled up in this unfinished building site, and without any cover, it has already hardened due to the humidity.

But when the old madman kicked out, the large pieces of sand completely scattered, grain by grain, shooting forward in a fan shape.

The sand and dust kicked up by several consecutive kicks almost covered the whole figure.

Seeing Chu Tianshu looked over, and there was only a dim yellow on that side.

In the fist techniques of ancient actual combat, throwing lime, kicking sand, and shoveling mud are all very common methods.

Every school in the north and south has two hands of force specifically corresponding to this.

They just ponder how to throw mud and sand faster, wider, and more blindingly.

When masters compete, they don't count on these things to have any lethality, but to rely on this to grab a first move.

No matter if the opponent dodges, closes their eyes, or sweeps with hands and feet, facing these invisible things, the attack will feel a bit awkward.

If you don't respond, you're in trouble; if you respond, you're in the trap.

But as soon as Seeing Chu Tianshu saw this dim yellow, his eyelids didn't blink at all, and he just moved his lips.

"Dou!!"

The "Dou" character in the Nine-Character Mantra, mental power released in the air.

A circular hole was directly punched out of the large dim yellow mud and sand dust by the force.

The old madman behind was exposed, his hair and beard blown by the wind.

If he wanted to chase the mud and sand to attack.

This mental power rushed, the dust rolled back, and it would affect his vision instead.

But he was far away, separated by nearly ten meters, basically unaffected.

After kicking up the mud and sand dust just now, he just took the opportunity to do a movement of teeth-clattering, arm-swinging, and palm-rotating.

In Great Sage Pigua Fist, there are originally many moves that specialize in the lower three paths.

The whole person shrinks like a monkey, stomping and kicking, rotating and swinging arms, tearing the muscles on the thighs, punching the crotch, etc.

Even to the point of digging a piece of the kneecap out with the fingertips from the side of the knee, all of which are cruel and sharp killing moves.

But on the old madman, it seems that he has completely forgotten those petty fighting methods.

While clattering his teeth, he supported with both hands, and the breath in his lungs surged into the palm of his hand, and the skin on the palm turned crimson like blood, expanding to the entire palm.

Both hands expanded by a full circle, not only red like cinnabar, but also had a luster like steel and jade on the skin texture.

This is a vision that can only be displayed when the Pigua Palm is practiced to a very powerful level.

Ancient people called this realm the "Zhu Sha Subduing Demon Handprint," believing that when the Pigua Palm is practiced to this level, it can subdue demons.

If it is a normal fist master, practicing to this level, the blood energy in the hands is indeed sufficient to shock, disperse, and wipe out ghosts with slightly weaker energy in one move.

The old madman's situation is very strange.

It is the evil energy surging in his chest that fills his palms to reach this step, not pure human blood energy.

The deterrent and restraining power of these hands on yin and evil things must be worse than the Zhu Sha Handprint practiced on the right path.

However, the evil energy and his original physical strength are tightly entangled, and even added with the kind of crazy and extreme will unique to a madman, reaching a high combination of virtual and real, yin and yang.

Just talking about the destructive power to physical objects.

Zhu Heng's hands now are even more powerful.

The Spirit Snake Fist of the Western Poison Ouyang is all tricky and vicious, but the Toad Skill, which is truly regarded as a unique move, is the most powerful kung fu.

I don't know if he is intentional or unintentional, but now these hands really have the taste of the Toad Skill.

"I still remember your flying needle method just now; it was specifically used to break my Poison Snake Array!"

Zhu Heng laughed out loud, "But my kung fu has reached the peak, and I don't need the Poison Snake Array anymore; you wasted your efforts."

Seeing Chu Tianshu laughed, his voice completely his own.

"Old Poison, do you want to think about whether you understand the Poison Snake Array and such methods?"

Zhu Heng didn't fall for it.

He didn't think about these meaningless questions, but his whole body suddenly magnified in front of Seeing Chu Tianshu.

This movement was very strange, with no obvious signs of movement in the waist, back, or knees.

The whole person seemed to be on an ice rink, suddenly pushed by some huge force, rushing over.

The "Barefoot Pigua Step" in Great Sage Pigua Fist.

This is a kung fu that uses the soles of the feet to exert force, requiring the soles of the feet to be as flexible as hands, maximizing the contact surface with the ground.

When a person wants to move forward, there is basically no need to use the power of the waist and hips.

Just rely on the linkage force of the heels, the forefoot, and the toes.

With a flick of the parts below the ankle, the whole person moves out at high speed.

Actually, it is impossible for the same person's feet to be as flexible as hands; just relying on the soles of the feet to exert force, it is remarkable to be able to rush two or three meters.

This move of his, rushing nearly ten meters, still relied on the evil energy squeezed down from his lungs.

Facing such a strange horizontal impact, Seeing Chu Tianshu seemed to have expected it, and his left hand suddenly flicked.

When the old madman rushed over, his right palm was stretched flat in front, and his left hand was accumulating power at his waist.

The right palm mainly exerts a sudden, straight impact force.

Seeing Chu Tianshu's flick of the hand, his fingernails like the tip of a whip, drew a harsh air explosion, just from below, whipping on the old madman's right wrist.

Taiji Fist, Hand Waving Pipa, Through-the-Back Fist, Startling Dew Whip Hand, combined into one!

The large tendon on the inside of the person's wrist, under this whip, made a sound like a strong bow breaking.

The old madman's pupils shrank; he heard the sound inside his body most clearly, as if a big drum had been broken.

Even though Zhu Heng's palm was as hard as iron, it didn't withstand this peak-level whip, and the tendons in his right hand were broken.

His left hand hurriedly swept out, a palm covering everything, wanting to force Seeing Chu Tianshu back.

Between the floating light and the passing shadow, Seeing Chu Tianshu blocked with his right arm, and his left hand hooked, controlling his one remaining arm with both hands, and threw him to the side.

Seeing Chu Tianshu has the art of internal and external insight, and knows the details of the battlefield like the back of his hand.

The old madman wanted to launch a surprise attack with high-level footwork, but was caught by Seeing Chu Tianshu instead.

This throw was also just right, smashing into a steel bar extending horizontally nearby.

Although the old madman didn't see the steel bar, he felt a fatal danger, and his chest shook violently.

*Clang!!! *

His back hit the tip of the steel bar, but he wasn't pierced by the steel bar; the evil energy made a flash of silver appear on his back.

Instead, at this moment, Zhu Heng used the contact between his back and the steel bar as a fulcrum, his limbs moving together, and he swung out in a storm.

Ordinary people use their feet as a fulcrum, and their limbs cannot be fully exerted.

He now used his back as a fulcrum, seized a short second, and used all his limbs to attack.

The arm controlled by Seeing Chu Tianshu paid a lot of flesh and blood in an instant, and broke free from control, bleeding profusely.

The other hand with broken tendons also whipped out directly with the forearm.

Both feet were even more powerful, flicking in an instant, knees hitting like giant rocks, and calves sweeping like steel axes.

Seeing Chu Tianshu opened his eyes wide, and even his hair arched upwards, his strength reaching his four extremities, his hands flicking, whipping, and pressing down at the fastest speed.

In one second!

He used a pair of hands to defend against all the opponent's attacks.

The afterimages of the old madman's limbs were like seven or eight wooden stakes placed in disorder.

The afterimages of Seeing Chu Tianshu's arms were like two full arc-shaped colors, looking more resilient than the opponent's.

But in reality, it was a manifestation of speed more extreme than the opponent's.

After one second, Seeing Chu Tianshu's palm successfully slapped the old madman's chest.

*Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!! *

With the first palm, the old madman's whole body shook, and then there were seven or eight consecutive palms.

Zhu Heng's torso was finally pierced by the steel bar, and a bloody section of steel bar pierced through his chest.

Seeing Chu Tianshu shrank his hand instantly and shook his palm.

He almost felt that he had just slapped a thousand-jin bronze bell; his muscle strength could hold up, but his bones were a bit sore, and his finger joints were itchy and numb.

Fortunately, although Zhu Heng could exert force to bend steel bars.

But relying on his back to hold it, his physical strength, after all, could not always be maintained in a state stronger than threaded steel.

"How could this be?"

Zhu Heng was full of confusion, spat out a mouthful of black-red blood, making the hospital gown on his chest even more bloody.

"Clearly I have recognized myself... even if I didn't win, at least we should have fought for three days and three nights."

Seeing Chu Tianshu was indeed having a good time fighting, so he replied.

"You are really muddled; we are both still mortal bodies, even if we are evenly matched, as long as there is a trace of error, we can separate life and death!"

Zhu Heng glared, suddenly raised his left hand and slapped his own face.

*Puff!! *

He spat out a mist of blood.

Seeing Chu Tianshu dodged sideways, only hearing a hollow vibration from the concrete mixer not far away.

Several teeth were embedded in the shell of the mixer.

That sound was like a funeral bell.

"Who said I'm muddled?"

After Zhu Heng spat out that mouthful, his face was pale, and he laughed, "I understand very well; I regret what happened back then, so this time it's my son who wants me to win, and I want to win for him..."

"Your son?"

Seeing Chu Tianshu's eyes flashed, and he asked like a string of beads, "He is in the northeast direction, right? First floor? Second floor? Third floor?"

Zhu Heng's expression changed.

Seeing Chu Tianshu roughly guessed: "Third floor, huh."

Zhu Heng said angrily: "You..."

Seeing Chu Tianshu sighed lightly and pointed at his chest with his fingers.

"Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu chanted the incantation seriously, shattering the weak evil spirit, and said the last sentence to the old madman who was lost.

"You woke up too late; go down and plead guilty to the person you really should apologize to!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 61 =====