Five Seconds to Tread on His Back, Fair and Square

"Defeat me in ten seconds? What an arrogant boast!"

Samar roared, and with each word he uttered, an incredibly sweet and fragrant aroma emanated from his mouth, a stark contrast to the sulfurous, metallic smell he emitted towards others.

The cultivation technique this person practiced was called "Iron Tree Fragrant Flower Hell Transformation".

This is Taboo tradition passed down from ancient times, sealed within a pair of white cowhide wrist guards—a truly ingenious creation.

The original creator of this technique was a powerful figure under the command of the Longhua Treasure Tree, thus making full use of the plant's characteristics.

Plants utilize scents in a far greater depth, breadth, and complexity than animals.

When used skillfully, scent can instantly plunge someone into hell, or in a single thought, transport them to a heavenly paradise.

When Samar first practiced this skill, he tried to use the difference between the two effects to toy with his enemies. However, he made mistakes, and on several occasions, he suffered a terrible counterattack, was covered in injuries, and was in so much pain that he wanted to scream.

He thought that he might as well use the transformation of the fragrant flower on himself, and sure enough, he no longer felt pain, was full of energy, and made great progress.

Whether it's injuries sustained in battle or the hardships endured during training, Fragrant Flower Transformation can alleviate these pains.

He became increasingly adept at using Fragrant Flower Transformation to enhance and increase his own power.

Unconsciously, a style developed where Fragrant Flower Transformation were used exclusively for oneself, while Hell Transformation were used exclusively for the enemy.

The slight setback he had just experienced only fueled his spirits, making him feel as if the mythical Xianghe River was flowing through his body, giving him boundless energy and enabling him to repeatedly reach new heights.

The more fragrant the body is, the stronger the hellish smell from the outside world becomes.

The scenery appeared distorted.

Chu Tianshu didn't speak again. He pointed his fingers like a sword at the entrance of the main hall and stretched outwards, without showing any sign of bending his knees or exerting force.

Buzz!!

His entire figure suddenly pierced through the distorted scene, and his outstretched finger, like a divine sword, stabbed towards Samar.

Samar showed no fear and struck the sword finger with a palm.

The thick, fleshy palm clearly struck the fingertips, producing a metallic clang.

But the next moment, the phantom of the fingertip shattered, and the real sword finger stabbed out again, striking the Laogong acupoint in the palm squarely.

Samar felt a burning sensation in his hand, followed by a numbness.

In the brief exchange, he only had time to unleash one palm strike, while his opponent delivered two strikes.

Because Chu Tianshu feared that he would kill Samar with a single sword strike and leave no survivors, he did not use the "Phoenix Nirvana Sword Strike" technique, which involves the soul leaving the body.

However, the movement technique he used in this move was actually evolved from the Phoenix Nirvana Sword Strike.

Guided by the Sword Intent, the soul flies forward, yet it is not allowed to leave the body.

Thus, the soul led the body forward, shooting straight ahead.

The scorching Sword Intent arrived first, followed by the thunderous finger strikes.

Samar felt a numbness in his right hand.

Chu Tianshu changed his sword-finger technique, moving from the side of Chu Tianshu's wrist, forearm, elbow, upper arm, all the way down to Chu Tianshu's right shoulder.

Each time the finger touched the ground, a lapis lazuli-gold light flashed and then vanished.

Seven acupoints were ruptured almost simultaneously, the pain feeling like red-hot steel needles wrapped in lightning were piercing into the flesh.

The Di Ba finger pointed towards the throat, but was blocked by Samar's left palm.

Chu Tianshu flipped his palm, thumb pointing downwards, and stabbed Samar's Tanzhong acupoint.

Samar shuddered and let out a roar.

Chu Tianshu felt a sudden increase in resistance on his thumb, and his figure suddenly turned to the side, circling away.

A golden-white light burst forth from Samar's acupoint, but Chu Tianshu was no longer in front of him.

Samar knew the other person was behind him, so he suddenly swung his left hand over his head and grabbed backward.

His arms stretched to nine feet as if they were made of rubber, and his hands swelled up like medium-sized millstones.

This is a profound and wondrous technique in India yoga kung fu. Combined with the Iron Tree Fragrant Flower Transformation, it allows his arm to be flexible while every joint of his fingers can unleash its full power, imbued with the rich primordial energy of heaven and earth.

No matter what attack the opponent launches from behind, it will be blocked and deflected by this hand.

Samar was certain that his opponent had also been affected by the Hell Transformation; his attack just now was entirely based on his own power, without any influence from the energy of heaven and earth.

That's where the key to victory lies.

However, as he swung his arm backward, Chu Tianshu's figure circled back to directly in front of him.

It spun around sharply, completing a full circle, and didn't stop behind him at all.

Chu Tianshu turned back, still using his right hand and still using his thumb, and stabbed the Tanzhong acupoint.

The exchange that just took a split second.

Chu Tianshu had already discovered that at least 60% of the force of any attack he made on his opponent disappeared, clearly diverted by the leather wrist guard.

No matter where you hit, or how much force you use, exactly 60% of the force is lost.

Chu Tianshu also had some understanding of the cultivation system prevalent in India, and knew that India liked to use a kind of "precept" method when refining ritual implements.

It involves using certain constraints to obtain a higher upper limit.

It seems that those leather wristbands were designed to only block 60% of any attack in exchange for a higher damage resistance.

This time, he stabbed his thumb into the Tanzhong acupoint, using the force of a rolling ball, and in an instant, he vomited thirteen times.

To others, it appeared as if a single point of light, like a flash of lapis lazuli lightning, had appeared thirteen times.

Rumble!!!

The sound only carried after thirteen flashes.

A burst of blood erupted behind Samar, and his face instantly turned as red as a pig's liver.

His arm, which had been extending backward and had a swollen palm, suddenly coiled back like a python, covering his chest.

His legs and his previously damaged right arm were also strangely entangled, and his entire body suddenly transformed into a giant ball.

His head was completely hidden inside the sphere, as was his waist and back; only his limbs were wrapped in the outermost layer. He spun around in mid-air with a roar.

A massive amount of primordial energy from heaven and earth converged wildly, forming what appeared to be an eye of storm around him.

The vital energy propelled the sphere forward, causing it to crash violently.

It was as if the air inside the entire temple was used as a cannon to blast out such a sphere.

Chu Tianshu's attack just now relied entirely on his superior movement and skills; the amount of internal energy he used was not much compared to Samar, who could freely mobilize his vital energy.

However, they are now facing Samar's reckless and all-out attacking style.

Chu Tianshu's aura suddenly changed. His eyes were filled with red light, his sideburns flew wildly, and his shirt and trousers, which had been well-fitting, suddenly became too big.

From his body, an extremely profound internal energy surged forth, infusing every fiber of his clothing and making them even thicker.

The sleeves of the shirts became as flamboyant as wide robes.

In this flamboyant, almost soaring posture, Chu Tianshu's figure suddenly rose above the sphere.

He appeared above the sphere and slammed it down!

Although Samar was blind, the surrounding energy could perceive things on his behalf, and the power provided by the energy suddenly shifted.

The sphere rotates half a circle, converting all its power into an upward burst.

Boom!!!

Chu Tianshu's palm did not actually touch the sphere, but his palm force had already collided with the opponent.

It looked as if a giant, cyan-gold hand had expanded from his hand, covering the entire yoga ball.

The sphere formed by Samar almost flattens upon impact.

"Get down!"

Chu Tianshu twisted his wrist, and his large, cyan-gold palm spun half a circle before slamming down.

As he pressed the entire sphere towards the ground, he also caused it to rotate laterally due to the force of his palm.

The tips of the thumb and middle finger of the lapis lazuli hand touch the ground, reinforcing it as well.

Samar was trapped in this cage, feeling as if he were inside the most terrifying millstone.

The key point is that the millstone itself is not rotating; it is his own body that is spinning at an excessive speed, as if trying to grind his own flesh and blood, grind out the bones, and grind them into powder.

"Stop!!"

Samar unleashed his full power, his limbs suddenly returned to normal, his hands and feet firmly planted in the ground, his face as red as if it were about to bleed.

The next moment, he actually spat out a large amount of blood.

His chest and back were already injured, and this sudden suppression of his internal energy circulation felt like his internal organs were about to burst.

Blood spread rapidly across his chest and back, draining his strength.

He injured someone in the third second!

Hit the ball in the fifth second!

Chu Tianshu withdrew his palm force and slammed his feet down onto Samar's back.

Samar's limbs went limp, and he lay sprawled in a pool of blood, choking on blood, struggling to get up.

By this time, Su Ha and the forty-two others, who had grabbed the most, had only managed to seize the third batch of treasures.

Those who grabbed less only managed to set up a small stall.

They were all in a state of high excitement, yet they couldn't keep up with the speed of movement during the fierce battle between the Taboo masters.

For a moment, they didn't even realize that Samar had been defeated.

It wasn't until the sulfurous, metallic smell suddenly vanished without a trace that everyone realized what had happened.

What happened?

Su Ha turned his head and saw Samar lying there, and the person standing on Samar's back.

"That's... Chu Tianshu?!"

Su Ha felt a chill run down his spine, and words like butcher, madman, Tianshan, and evil spirit flashed through his mind in an instant.

Few people know the true identities of Chu Tianshu's opponents in Busan.

In his hometown, he is best known for the Battle of Tianshan.

Shortly after that battle, Lin Chucheng was confirmed as the world's first Taboo human, Chu Tianshu was almost certainly at that level as well.

But Su Ha wasn't originally this afraid.

When he saw Samar being trampled, the news he had previously read skyrocketed.

It became a terrifying shadow that bombarded the brain.

He began to understand why the Genie in the Pot from the Salt Lamp Sect in West Asia had been driven nearly insane by fear!

When this person truly appears before you as an enemy, there's a chilling, maddening feeling that sends shivers down your spine.

Just as Su Ha was filled with horror, a shadow rose up between the cars behind him.

The three-meter-tall, black-and-white humanoid armor, with its flowing mechanical lines in the limbs and waist, exudes a sense of fluidity.

What is that?

Su Ha suddenly turned around and threw a punch, which collided with the palm strike from the black and white armor.

Boom!!

Su Ha's body suddenly lit up, and visible arcs of electricity pulsed and flowed across his entire body.

When he fell backward, Su Ha's body was charred black.

"Thunderous Power Technique, Armored to Subdue Demons!"

A deep voice emanated from within the black and white armor. The hands slowly opened, forming a stance, and then another slap landed on Su Ha.

From another direction, a muffled whistling sound also emanated.

"Take this palm Palm Thunder!"

A second black-and-white armored figure appeared and knocked away an evil sorcerer.

The paper cranes surrounding the sorcerer all turned to ashes, and he fell to the ground in agony, pointing at the armor and opening his mouth to speak.

What the hell is this palm -Palm Thunder?

Besides the powerful shockwave from that palm strike, what was even more terrifying was that the circular device in the palm clearly released real high-voltage electricity.

All the stall owners in the temple stared blankly at the scene before them.

At each of those parking spots, a black sedan would suddenly spring up, flip in mid-air, and transform into a human shape.

More than thirty black cars were like more than thirty black and white armored figures.

These armored vehicles were already powerful, and their placement was also carefully considered.

None of the evil sorcerers who broke in had a chance to escape.

Hearing the noise, Samar, who was lying on the ground, struggled to lift his head and look up.

"Impossible."

He was stunned. "Even our research institutes in India haven't developed something like this yet, how could you have it?"

As Chu Tianshu watched the armor transform, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction and laughed out loud.

Hahaha! Hahahaha!

These are the data on the martial arts armor he brought back from the wasteland.

The armor of the South Wind Group is over five meters tall, while these improved mechs, with a more solid interior, are only over three meters tall.

Moreover, given the resources that China can currently integrate, once the waste soil data is processed, the speed at which it can be invested and improve production is far beyond what a mere South Wind Group can match.

Yu Nanfeng only has one suit of armor.

The Thunder Hub Assault Team, however, had thirty-six armored vehicles.

More importantly, they can now legitimately channel this energy into the Golden Triangle.

"Mr. Naichai!"

Chen Taozhi stood next to Naichai, "Did you take pictures of everything?"

Naichai, holding the camera, was speechless.

Chen Taozhi explained from the side, "Although the Taboo is powerful, as long as it's filmed, we can still get a clear video by slowing it down several times, given the capabilities of this camera."

Naichai suddenly turned to look at him, a complex and extremely angry feeling welling up inside him.

"What exactly does your country intend to do by investing such resources in Kingdom of Siam?"

"You mean Mr. Chu? The Siam upper echelons are aware of this matter."

Although the image of Chu Tianshu held by the Siam upper class may differ slightly from the real him.

Chen Taozhi, true to her professionalism, had a very serious expression.

"As for those cars, those were just precautionary measures."

"Today, our observation team, along with the cultivators from various countries in the market, almost faced annihilation, as we were ambushed by so many powerful evil sorcerers."

"The local dangers fully demonstrate that our preventative measures are necessary and entirely justified."

Chen Taozhi patted Naichai on the shoulder, and because of the man's anger just now, she actually admired him a little.

"I didn't realize Mr. Naichai was such a sentimental Kingdom of Siam. He should understand even more clearly what the interests of the nation truly mean."

Naichai's anger subsided, and he gripped the camera tightly in his hand.

He realized what was going on.

Having such power, and being willing to arrange for him to film beforehand, truly demonstrates a great deal of sincerity.

"Would your country be willing to sell these... cars?"

Looking at the black and white armored figures outside, Naichai unconsciously asked this question, and as soon as he finished speaking, he felt like he had lost his mind.

Chen Taozhi smiled.

"As long as we're friends, we might be able to make it in the future."

"Ah, I'm a friend, I'm a friend, I'm an undercover agent!"

Andrei's shout came from a corner of the market. He hurriedly moved away from the two armored figures there, but almost bumped into another one.

He spotted Cai Xinzhai standing in a daze at the entrance of the main hall and quickly called out to him.

"Cai, save me!"

(End of this chapter)