Raging Waves Split the Shore
Xu Laohu's eyes darkened, and as his eyelids tightened, his cheeks also tensed up, as if he were gritting his teeth.
Two large, sloping veins bulged out, extending down to his temples.
Chu Tianshu keenly sensed that the person's breathing had become sharper and faster.
The inhalation speed is almost ten times faster than that of an average person, and this is the starting point, with the speed continuing to increase.
Chu Tianshu had heard about several unique boxing techniques when he chatted with Zhong Jinqiu before.
For example, the Tooth Force Qi Method in Bai Mei Fist.
Many Southern Fist styles emphasize exhaling and making a sound when practicing at home, using sound to guide the Qi. However, Bai Mei Fist is different.
If a practitioner of Bai Mei Fist understands the power of the teeth, then during practice, they rely on clenching and tapping their teeth, grinding their teeth to adjust their breathing. By generating power from the roots of their teeth, their breathing naturally changes accordingly.
Once you've mastered this skill, with just a flick of your teeth, you can instantly improve blood circulation; the two large veins on your forehead are a testament to this rapid acceleration of blood flow.
Chu Tianshu had initially guessed that this method of using the strength of the teeth to improve blood circulation seemed to involve some application of sound waves.
At that moment, with his keen hearing, he indeed detected some high-frequency sounds that ordinary people could not hear.
Like the roar of some invisible monster.
When Xu Laohu used this method in the past, he could make his opponents around him feel involuntarily anxious and distracted.
But a hint of appreciation and amusement flickered between Chu Tianshu, as if he had heard some expected melody?
With no more distractions, Xu Laohu made his move decisively.
The three of them, including Thousand-Drunken Old Man, each had the souls of two preachers attached Shangdu them.
However, Xu Laohu possessed a vast and powerful Origin Canon force, which he himself had not fully digested, and thus could not contain the souls of others.
At that moment, when he made his move, his power was entirely masculine.
It even carried a feeling that the scorching sun had exceeded its limit, and the grassland was about to turn into a desert.
Light, airflow, and even the acrid smell were all distorted.
Xu Laohu's figure flickered six times in the distortion, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right.
On the seventh attempt, he finally teleported in front of Chu Tianshu and unleashed a punch.
Hold head high!!
The roar of the invisible monster suddenly reached its peak.
It turns out that this winding trajectory is designed to maximize the power of sound waves, much like the control of a musical instrument.
Chu Tianshu's right arm flashed without warning, and his right hand was already in place, blocking Xu Laohu's fist.
Karaara!!!
As their fists and palms collided, Chu Tianshu's feet sank into the ground, and more than a dozen deep and long cracks appeared on his back, spreading out in a fan shape.
Along the way, the blue bricks were cracked, revealing the compacted soil beneath multiple layers of bricks.
The city walls of Luoyang were so thick that they were comparable to the surface of a street. They were built using rammed earth as a base, with multiple layers of bricks piled on the outside.
The reason for using this method to build city walls is twofold: firstly, conditions were limited in ancient times, and secondly, this method has stood the test of time and has its own advantages.
Rigid objects like bricks and rocks are more likely to break and collapse when subjected to the impact of catapults or even modern artillery shells.
The inner walls, with their rammed earth foundations, are better able to absorb damage and maintain the overall structure from collapsing.
Tonight, the damage caused by the mortars and grenade launchers mostly only affected the surface brickwork.
However, now these expanding and spreading cracks, within each one, surge with an invisible and vibrating force.
The soil, hidden deep beneath layers of bricks and stones, was also stirred up, and tiny particles rose from the cracks.
At first glance, it looks as if incense sticks are lit in those dozen or so deep cracks.
What Xu Laohu used was the "Roaring Tiger True Interpretation," which is the Origin Canon power of Lü Bu.
The pronunciation of the word "" is the same as the word "xiaoyong", both of which can be used to express heroism, but the former is more violent than the latter.
The original meaning of this word is the roar of a fierce tiger.
Xu Laohu used this power to propel his Bai Mei Fist, and it became unstoppable.
He didn't utter a single word, but his fists unleashed a destructive roar.
The moment his first punch was blocked, he had already thrown seven more punches, and then seven more.
As long as the sound waves from the fist fail to destroy the target, this vibration will continue to reverberate around.
His punching speed could be increased again as a result, and the shadow of his punch almost had a high-frequency flashing feel.
Like a silent, ferocious beast, it tries to chase the frequency of ultrasound with its own physical fists.
Ang!! Ang!! Ang!!!
No wonder he said he wasn't afraid; in his current state, he simply didn't have the energy to think about whether he was afraid or not.
Rather than saying he was fighting using the power of the Origin Canon, it would be more accurate to say he was being swept along by the power of the Origin Canon in his battle.
At this moment, standing before him was none other than Chu Tianshu, or even a vast army.
He would only try to carve out a straight path and sprint away.
But Chu Tianshu took more than thirty punches from him.
Not only were they not hit, but they didn't even retreat.
Only the smoke particles rising from the cracks trembled continuously.
Those tiny yellow dust particles trembled once more.
Chu Tianshu's hand, seemingly as fast as the trembling of those grains, touched Xu Laohu's elbow.
A burst of blue lightning erupted, then vanished in an instant.
Unlike his previous parries of Xu Laohu's punches, this time his attack was slightly faster than Xu Laohu's punch, thus accurately striking the pressure point on Xu Laohu's elbow.
Xu Laohu's right hand suddenly convulsed, and his left hand instinctively moved horizontally.
Thump!!!
Chu Tianshu yelled and punched him in the left arm.
This punch was incredibly powerful; when it was thrown, one could almost hear the sound of the ocean surging and the waves crashing against the rocks.
When the force of the fist encounters the power of the Origin Canon, it involuntarily spreads out, showing a tendency to be released.
However, Chu Tianshu's punches were so focused that they penetrated his bone marrow as soon as they spread to his forearm, causing a full-blown attack.
Xu Laohu's left forearm bone flashed, indicating displacement and elbow dislocation.
"Come!"
Chu Tianshu shouted and his second punch, as fast as lightning, landed on Xu Laohu's stomach.
Xu Laohu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt as if all 84,000 pores of his body were wide open, and he felt an indescribable sense of unease.
His limbs and bones seemed completely unharmed.
But it also seemed as if most of the spirit had dissipated, and half of the soul had crawled out from the top of the head.
That was the power of the Origin Canon automatically protecting its master, but it was knocked back by Chu Tianshu's punch.
Spirit-Shocking intent; Sky-Spanning.
The Fist Intent, like a sudden burst of wind and thunder, Raging Waves Split the Shore!
Xu Laohu felt good; his soul was indeed almost leaving his body from the force.
But before his soul could completely fly away, Chu Tianshu's third punch landed on his face.
The transparent soul above Xu Laohu's head shattered in horror, and his physical body flipped over.
His whole body resembled a large windmill, or as if he were doing somersaults.
After quickly flipping twenty or thirty times, it finally crashed to the ground with a thud.
Chu Tianshu took more than thirty punches from Xu Laohu without getting a scratch.
Xu Laohu received Chu Tianshu's Three Raging Wave Fists delivered in the blink of an eye.
He died on the spot, his soul scattered.
After Chu Tianshu delivered those three punches, he lowered his head slightly.
His breath, like flowers and clouds, stirred up the surrounding dust particles, causing them to slowly descend.
Strike swiftly, exhale slowly, so that the stagnant air can be completely dispelled.
The intense blue light in Chu Tianshu's eyes gradually revealed the whites of his eyes, irises, and pupils, just as the tide receded.
Finally, only a faint bluish glimmer remained in the depths of her eyes, shimmering and sparkling.
This state of unleashing full potential and achieving perfect harmony of spirit and energy naturally makes every move exceptionally lethal.
However, each move consumes a significant amount of energy and spirit, placing a considerable burden on the body.
"Martial arts ultrasound, huh? The Origin Canon is indeed very strong, but the user's willpower is not strong enough!"
Chu Tianshu turned to look at Thousand-Drunken Old Man, his eyes clear and no longer possessing the heavy sense of holiness and strangeness they once had.
Now he looks more like a human being.
The Thousand-Drunken Old Man had been desperately trying to muster his strength and struggle.
If Chu Tianshu hadn't used enough power to seal his acupoints, he probably would have been completely neutralized.
Seeing Chu Tianshu now, Thousand-Drunken Old Man seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and his whole body relaxed.
"You..."
Thousand-Drunken Old Man forced a reply, "Did you just use the Origin Canon, or something else?"
Chu Tianshu's Nanhua True Interpretation is, after all, still lacking in refinement.
It's fine to use it casually, but when he enters that "Raging Waves Split the Shore" state, it becomes unbearable.
His entire body circulated with power, like a mighty wind and thunder, extremely fast and fierce, and perfectly suited to his needs.
In contrast, using the power of the Origin Canon, which one is not yet proficient in, would disrupt the rhythm.
"It's martial arts, it's boxing!"
Chu Tianshu flexed his hands and casually clenched his fist. "With your skill level, the Silver Needle Soul Bewitchment is basically useless against you."
"I also need to figure out how much force I should use in one punch to give you a concussion and near death, but not so fast that you'll die too quickly, so you'll have to confess."
The moonlight in the sky is lonely and desolate.
The Thousand-Drunken Old Man, gazed at the night sky reflected in his eyes, muttering to himself.
"So, martial arts can be practiced to this level..."
Chu Tianshu raised an eyebrow. "It's like you only found out today that there's still a road ahead. You haven't even mastered the Three United in One Body yet, and you still have the Martial Stove God."
"Judging from your appearance, you were already highly skilled in martial arts when you were in your prime. If you had the will, you could definitely have continued to practice. But you haven't practiced properly since then, have you? There's a medicinal smell in your blood. You've only been relying on tonics to maintain your health."
The Thousand-Drunken Old Man's sentimental musings were abruptly interrupted, leaving him caught in a limbo, his face gradually flushing red. "You..."
Chu Tianshu continued, "Don't think of yourself as a patriot who has been searching for the way of martial arts in vain. You're just about to die, and only now that you know all enjoyment is gone do you realize the benefits of practicing martial arts."
"Things you gradually abandoned, you only want to retrieve and touch them on your deathbed, to adorn your remains. Do you think martial arts are like your pet cats and dogs, to be carelessly kept at home?"
Even if it's just a cat, it's only because you spend a lot of time with it that it stays with you.
Not to mention martial arts.
The Thousand-Drunken Old Man's face twitched, and his breathing quickened slightly. "You... you... you wanted to know where the altar was? I'll show you the way now, and then you'll just give me a quick death!"
Chu Tianshu stopped talking and stared at him for a moment.
"It sounds like the truth."
Chu Tianshu grabbed him and released the pressure points on his right hand.
The Thousand-Drunken Old Man hurriedly gave him directions.
"There!"
(End of this chapter)