Force Exerted into the Air, the Cola Old Man

Boss Li's palm suddenly flipped upwards.

Generally speaking, because of the speed of body movements, the afterimages left in the eyes of ordinary people are blurry and incomplete superimposed images.

With a single movement of his hand, Boss Li left several images in the air, each shimmering with a faint blue light, and each hand appearing perfectly intact.

The only difference is the shade of color.

The image of the hand at the bottom is the faintest, while the one at the top is the real hand.

It was this real hand that blocked Chu Tianshu's descending hand.

Woohoo!!

The sound produced by the collision of their palms was very strange.

Boss Li's palms, wrists, forearms, and elbows all radiated a deep blue ripple.

The surrounding air swayed, whistling and howling.

Boss Li's shoes sank less than half a foot, and a little blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Tianshu's hair also trembled from the turbulent airflow, but his sharp eyes allowed him to sense the opponent's response.

"It can actually deflect force into the air?"

Even a boxer who has mastered the "Guanyin Bone" technique can only distribute the force across their entire skeletal structure for a fleeting moment when attacked.

If you want to relieve the force, it's best to make contact with a solid object; in most cases, this means relieving the force on the ground.

The moment Boss Li raised his hand, his palm and the surrounding air created a viscous, dense, and mutually responsive relationship.

The reason why the afterimage of his hand that he left behind is so clear is because of this.

When Chu Tianshu slammed his hand down...

The force had barely traveled from Boss Li's palm to his elbow when it was already dissipated layer by layer, flowing into the air through some medium.

With only a small amount of energy remaining, it could still travel through Boss Li's body and reach his feet.

Given similar strength, this method of force dissipation may not be as effective as the Guanyin Bone in terms of bearing capacity.

However, this method of releasing force is shorter and has less impact on the overall body dynamics.

This would allow Boss Li to initiate the next move more quickly.

really.

Chu Tianshu's move was originally intended to grasp; as soon as his hand touched the target, his five fingers would instinctively tighten inward.

Boss Li's hand gestures changed just as quickly as his instinctive movements; his palm twisted in an instant.

The other four fingers are all clenched, the index finger is raised, and a point of brilliant blue light is pointed at the fingertip, which is then thrust upwards.

Collapse!!

Chu Tianshu's palm was pierced by this finger, Palm Thunder instantly exerted its power, shaking off the coldness.

But this also caused his hand to bounce more than ten centimeters higher.

The force displayed by Boss Li's finger was actually more intense than the force of his entire hand before.

Even if the strength of a boxer's five fingers varies, the force exerted when all five fingers are used together is definitely greater than that of a single finger.

Those who can cultivate internal energy have their greatest strength in their internal power.

Internal energy has no fixed form or momentum; it flows through the three-dimensional meridian structure of the human body, changing with the times and responding to attacks.

When using certain techniques, the power of a single finger may be greater than that of an entire fist, or even an entire leg.

Boss Li deflected the other's hand, but showed no intention of attacking. He spread his arms and glided backward.

That was a martial arts master who had practiced powerful techniques; he was forced to injure the man's internal organs and cause him excruciating pain in his index finger with just one hand...

The right thing to do is to seize every opportunity to escape.

As Boss Li slid, the down jacket on his back flattened out, and the internal force temporarily smoothed out all the gaps.

It's hard to tell whether it's gliding at low altitudes or skiing at high speeds.

In the blink of an eye, he had been shot backward more than ten meters.

The snow he passed over remained a vast expanse of white, leaving almost no trace.

Chu Tianshu locked his gaze on the other person, flicked his fingers in the air, and a silver needle was already pressed between his thumb and middle finger from his sleeve.

They snapped their fingers together and brazenly aimed at Boss Li.

Even as Boss Li fled, his eyes remained fixed on Chu Tianshu, clearly seeing the silver needle.

Bite!!

With a flash of silver light, Boss Li quickly raised his left hand to block his chest.

The needle, four or five centimeters long and as thick as a pen refill, struck his dark blue left palm, but failed to penetrate his defenses.

Boss Li felt a sudden dizziness, lost his internal energy, and collapsed headfirst into the snow.

He was gliding too fast, and now he's plunged headfirst into the snow, his whole body tumbling like a windmill several times.

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

By the time he was dizzy and tried to prop himself up with his hands, Chu Tianshu was already in front of him, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up.

As you can see, half a silver needle is stuck in Boss Li's forehead.

The needle was lodged quite deep; it didn't come off even after all that rolling around. There are still tiny streaks of blood seeping from the wound.

When Chu Tianshu flicked the silver needle, he slightly changed the force in his fingers, causing the thin needle to break off from its end.

If Boss Li had seen two needles, he might have had other ideas.

But all he saw was a needle; when it actually hit him, there were two wounds.

The chest wound was within his expectations, but the forehead was completely unprepared.

"His lightness skill, force absorption, and adaptability are all excellent."

Chu Tianshu savored the moment.

"However, their observational skills and intuition for crisis are somewhat lacking..."

I don't know if this is an individual defect or a common problem among those who mainly practice internal energy cultivation.

However, its advantages should be universal; at least anyone who practices internal martial arts will have some level of lightness skill.

In just a short while, Boss Li had been choked unconscious and was on the verge of suffocating to death if he was choked any further.

Chu Tianshu changed his gesture, grabbed the front of his clothes, and dragged him back.

Qi Lianyong and the others had already gotten out of the car and rushed over.

Chu Tianshu walked a few steps toward them, then suddenly sensed something was amiss and glanced at the rooftop.

The large building in the old campus is only one story high, and there's basically no room to hide anyone on the roof.

Chu Tianshu glanced around, looking beyond the rooftops at the three-story building further away.

On the edge of the rooftop on the third floor, there stood an old man braving the wind and snow.

He had medium-length white hair, with bangs that swept across his thick eyebrows, wrinkles on his forehead and around his eyes, and a full beard.

Those eyes, somewhat like phoenix eyes, with smooth, slightly upturned corners, were looking this way with a smile.

"Even though I rushed as fast as I could, I still missed the show."

The old man's voice carried directly here, as if he were speaking right next to someone; his pronunciation was clear, but not loud.

Qi Lianyong and the others turned to look and exclaimed in surprise, "Principal!"

The old man waved in this direction, walked off the rooftop, and tilted his entire body outward at a ninety-degree angle.

His shoes seemed glued to the exterior wall, allowing him to walk down the vertical wall as if it were flat ground.

As Chu Tianshu and the others walked around the main house and reached that side, the old man also came down from the wall.

"This is our Principal Feng Jianhua."

Qi Lianyong introduced them, "This is a student I taught before, Chu Tianshu."

"He's a family heirloom psychic, and now his skills have surpassed his master's; he's far better than me."

Chu Tianshu looked at the exterior wall of the building; there wasn't a single scratch.

This principal probably used his internal energy to penetrate the soles of his shoes and adhere to the wall as he walked down.

"Hello, Principal."

Chu Tianshu reached out his hand.

Principal Feng shook hands with him, somewhat surprised. "I just saw a bit of the finishing touch; it was truly impressive skill, even involving Dual Cultivation of Life and Nature..."

The old man gave a thumbs up, "Impressive."

"Here, have a Coke."

He was also carrying a large plastic bag in his left hand, which was full of canned cola.

Chu Tianshu took a can of cola.

In this weather, a can of Coke left outside for a while would probably freeze into an ice cube.

However, this can of cola only maintained a temperature similar to that of chilled cola; it wasn't actually frozen.

Chu Tianshu pulled the tab, took a sip, and found it tasted good.

Drinking an ice-cold cola on a freezing cold day has a unique flavor.

Principal Feng was distributing Coke to several other people.

The old gatekeeper, who had just seen Principal Feng walking down the outer wall with a look of utter disbelief, instinctively took a can of Coke after being given one.

"Huh?"

The gatekeeper, looking bewildered, said, "Why is it still quite warm?"

Chu Tianshu glanced at it and thought to himself: It must be another wonderful use of internal energy.

In recent years, when filming martial arts movies, some more meticulous directors have probably actually interviewed real-life masters of internal martial arts.

Heating and cooling are among the most common uses of internal force.

This is also frequently seen in martial arts films.

"Young man, at your age you shouldn't drink such cold beverages."

Principal Feng said to the gatekeeper, "You seem distracted and tired; you're practically sleepwalking. It's not good for your health."

"Tell me, didn't you just have a strange dream? You don't even know when you woke up, do you?"

The gatekeeper was stunned by his words: "Was I dreaming?"

"Yes, go back to sleep."

Principal Feng patted him on the shoulder.

The gatekeeper's gaze became unfocused, and he actually turned back, completely ignoring the Boss Li that Chu Tianshu had just thrown on the snow.

Chu Tianshu asked, "Soul-Subjugating Art?"

"The Soul-Subjugating Art is a magical art; this is just a small application of my internal energy, adjusting the sound waves to a frequency conducive to hypnosis."

Principal Feng said, "After all, I don't practice Sonic Art. This little trick won't work on anyone with even a little bit of skill."

Qi Lianyong laughed and said, "Our principal is very knowledgeable. Whether it's a martial art for practicing internal strength or a method of internal energy cultivation, as long as someone demonstrates it in front of him, he can usually tell what kind of technique it is."

Principal Feng sighed.

"Yes, I do have a pretty good eye, so even after just a short look, I could already tell that this tomb raiding leader practices the ' Snow Grain Art '."

Principal Feng recited in a melodious voice, "Grinding bricks to make mirrors, accumulating snow for food, how many young people have been misled?"

A brick cannot be ground into a mirror, nor can snowflakes be used as food; such things are ultimately futile.

The Snow Grain Art, however, requires focused mind and body to transform the mundane into the miraculous.

It allows even the most dull-witted person to achieve something through sheer effort.

This skill is known throughout the world as one of the easiest internal martial arts to learn.

However, the term "easiest" is only relative, and practicing this mental technique will naturally result in the loss of some other benefits.

The vice principal of the Golden Saber Martial Arts School is an authority on this internal martial art.

However, since the school's founding, at most one-fifth of its graduates have chosen this internal cultivation path.

"The Snow Grain Art is the best way to purify internal energy, but your skill is impure, and there is still cold poison accumulating in your body. You must have been practicing by borrowing the Yin energy of the Ancient Tomb and consuming a lot of tonics. Your progress has been fast, but you've gone astray."

Principal Feng took two steps forward.

These words were spoken directly to Boss Li, and the sound shook the snowflakes around him, waking Boss Li up.

Upon seeing Principal Feng, his face instantly turned ashen, and he whispered, "Principal."

"You really are from our school, if your surname is really Li, and considering your age and skill level..."

Principal Feng shook his head and said, "You're Li Guangzong, a graduate from the class of '83, right?"

"I remember you were recommended to State Security back then."

Li Guangzong's limbs went limp, and he collapsed onto the snow.

"State Security only makes a few hundred yuan a month! But when I first went down into a tomb in 1987, I sold the items to a few fake foreigners, and once I got the money, I became a millionaire."

"After making quick money, I couldn't stand the utterly boring days of working and saving every day anymore. Over the years, I've spent money like water, buying houses, cars, women, pills, reagents—I can buy anything."

Li Guangzong looked at Chu Tianshu.

"But I really didn't expect that such experts would be mobilized for my sake, and even the principal would come."

Feng Jianhua raised an eyebrow. "People get very sleepy when they get old. I slept for several days in a row before, and even when the cat went missing, they didn't come to wake me up."

"But I just woke up today and heard about what happened here, so I rushed over immediately. Do you know why?"

Li Guangzong was silent for a moment, then said, "The Ghost Market."

"Right!"

Feng Jianhua's voice suddenly became three degrees stern.

"I've heard people say in recent years that there's a 'Ghost Market' outside Southeast Asia, where the operators might be operating from within China, secretly managing the market and buying up domestic goods."

"You supply goods to the Ghost Market, do you know any clues about the dealers?"

Li Guangzong was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"I have a traitor among my men, who will surely confess to my crimes. In that case, I'm doomed no matter what."

"I might as well tell you, I do have connections with the dealers. The original intention of transferring the goods here was to contact them later and sell them off as soon as possible."

But why should I tell you?

Chu Tianshu chuckled upon hearing this, "Really? You think you're so tough?"

"My bones may not be very strong, but I cultivate the Snow-Grain Mental Method, where the cold poison penetrates my bones and enters my brain. Whether it's dislocating tendons and bones, communicating with spirits and bewitching souls, or drugging and forcing confessions, how effective do you think these things are against me?"

Li Guangzong said, "Old Principal, to be honest, I've picked up many bad habits over the years, one of which is that I enjoy seeing other people fail..."

He was speaking when Feng Jianhua suddenly grabbed his chest with his hand, his five fingers digging into flesh.

"Trying to sever your own heart meridian?"

Feng Jianhua remained calm, simply grabbing his chest and lifting him up horizontally.

"You know I'm the principal, but you don't know what some people in our school used to do."

"I'll take you back to the martial arts school and see how long you can last!"

After Li Guangzong's heart was locked, he became as still as a wooden sculpture, unable to even change the expression on his face.

Feng Jianhua seemed to remember something, turned his face, and smiled kindly.

"Little Chu, I heard you're coming to our Golden Saber Martial Arts School to discuss business. Welcome, welcome!"

"Teacher Little Qi, go get the car, shall we set off now?"

Chu Tianshu silently drank his cola, exhaled, and nodded.

Principal, you don't need to put on a smiling face. That murderous aura just now was... actually quite friendly!

(End of this chapter)