Staff, Saber, Sword

In Macau, it's rare for a single company to occupy several buildings.

Many companies are lucky if they can rent even half a floor.

In parks like this, it's common for several buildings to have different functions and be rented or sold to different people.

Old Man Yin and his group usually frequented the building on the west side of the main road, so this was actually their first time visiting this very spacious three-story meeting building.

Moreover, they entered through the south entrance of the venue building.

Unbeknownst to them, a group of distinguished guests had already arrived at the north gate of the conference building early in the morning.

They were a group of VIPs who had come to the second floor of the building to participate in a gambling competition.

Inside the magnificent hall sat twelve casino owners, each accompanied by a bodyguard.

They all came full of ambition, attempting to seize their competitors' assets and challenge the gambling king.

But now, they were all drenched in sweat, and the bodyguards were completely breathless.

Someone had to brace themselves against the table with both hands to avoid falling over.

Someone sat slumped in a chair, his face ashen, panting heavily, as if he could only exhale and not inhale.

"Xiahou Wei, what methods did you use?"

The burly woman, her hands covered in tattoos, gripped the wine glass beside her. "We're very careful with the drinks and food; you couldn't possibly have a chance to poison us."

A mixed-race man in a suit with blue eyes stood by the gambling table. "Because this isn't poison, it's resentment."

"The resentment is gathering right beneath your feet, but the soundproofing is excellent, and you were all so focused on gambling that you didn't notice."

"Originally, only a small portion of this resentment was directed at you, but under the influence of the ritual, all of this resentment will pass right over you."

Xiahou Wei said calmly, "Resist with all your might. The more you resist, the faster your Mind Power cultivation will be washed away by this resentment."

"In the end, your souls will become an important ingredient in this great sacrifice, as important as salt on roasted meat."

Hong Ying clutched her chest with one hand and clenched her other hand tightly on the table, sweat pouring down her face. "You, you're actually involved in Evil Spirit worship."

"I refuse to accept this! I haven't even challenged Nie Longding yet to become the King of Gamblers..."

Xiahou Wei's tone changed. "Do you even deserve to challenge him?"

"Are you guys studying gambling skills or cheating techniques? Since when has cheating become the only criterion in gambling games?"

Xiahou Wei looked on with admiration. "My father said that he had also gone astray, but later he finally understood the true meaning of gambling and hasn't played any cheating tricks for over ten years."

"The true essence of gambling lies in speculation, ranging from the success or failure of a single table, a family, or a village, to the dramatic changes in the world and the times."

"You are fortunate enough to experience the essence of gambling today as sacrificial offerings."

Everyone looked astonished. "Behind this is... Nie Longding?"

Boom!!!

Everyone felt a violent tremor beneath their feet.

The heavy, solid wood table was smashed to pieces by a cone-shaped object that crashed up from below.

Concrete debris and pieces of wood were thrown into the air, hitting the ceiling and flying everywhere.

The twelve people sitting around the large table, already overwhelmed, all fell backward and tumbled to the ground like rolling gourds.

Hong Ying vaguely saw a somewhat familiar face before her body hit the wall and she fainted.

Chu Tianshu blasted a large hole, stepped on the edge of the hole with his back foot, moved forward, and stepped onto solid ground on the floor.

Xiahou Wei retreated repeatedly, drawing two short swords from his waist, looking at the intruder with a mixture of shock and anger.

"You're the mastermind behind it all..."

Before Chu Tianshu could finish speaking, he couldn't help but raise his gaze upwards.

Although this hall is luxurious, it is much smaller in area than the meeting room below.

Upon arriving here, the resentment seemed to have combined with a considerable amount of Mind Power, becoming more organized.

Therefore, Chu Tianshu could tell at a glance that these things were still flowing upwards.

"There's another layer?!"

Chu Tianshu felt annoyed but also wanted to laugh.

"You bunch of crazy people who worship Evil Spirit spirits, using your fellow countrymen as sacrifices, and even preparing multiple layers so that the Evil Spirit can have a more refined meal, is that it?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already charged out.

This sword strike was powerful and sweeping, a direct slash to the head.

Xiahou Wei ducked, seemingly trying to dodge to the side, while simultaneously thrusting out both hands, the blades pointing upwards.

This person uses a fighting style similar to that of two short sticks, with short, sharp strikes. He usually injures and kills people with the tip of a knife.

In short stick fighting, there is a saying that "the Staffs Strike Without a Double Sound," which is a unique skill in the parrying techniques.

The tips of both sticks strike the enemy's weapon simultaneously, but one hand is responsible for neutralizing the enemy's force, while the other hand can take the opportunity to penetrate through the weak point.

Xiahou Wei's movements were noticeably slower than Chu Tianshu's.

But by using his own strength, he was able to precisely aim one knife at the hilt of Chu Tianshu's longsword, while the other knife was aimed at Chu Tianshu's arm.

Chu Tianshu's movements remained unchanged, but his arm suddenly shortened considerably.

Just like his arm, which is naturally very flexible, it was stretched out when he swung the sword just now, and now it has naturally retracted.

Tongbei Fist originally refers to a style of boxing where the back seems to have a passage, allowing one arm to be retracted into the skin of the other arm, with one arm being extremely short and the other extremely long.

Therefore, this set of boxing techniques includes both long-arm techniques and short-arm techniques.

This contraction happened in the blink of an eye.

Xiahou Wei's knife pierced Chu Tianshu's forearm, where it shattered instantly from the Iron Curse Copper Rope wrapped around it.

If his knife is of good quality, it won't shatter; it will slide away due to the impact.

Regardless, Chu Tianshu used this touch to smoothly change the direction of his arm and sweep it away.

Snap!!

As the sword swept across, blood spurted into the air from Xiahou Wei's head.

To kill an opponent like this, you don't even need to use the Mind Power stored in the sword.

Whether you use it or not, it's all a matter of a second.

Chu Tianshu slightly bent his arm, the tip of his sword pointing upwards, about to replicate his method of breaking through the floor once again.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly and took two steps to the side.

Apart from a few drops of blood that had just been splattered on the ceiling, there was nothing unusual about it.

Chu Tianshu stared at the ceiling, but then took three steps forward.

The insights he gained gave him a unique feeling, and the Sanqi Divine Sword made his senses even clearer.

The ceiling is invisible to the naked eye.

But in his mind's eye, he seemed to see a figure above, also holding a weapon, moving at the same pace.

The difference is that Chu Tianshu's sword tip was pointing upwards, while that person's weapon was pointing downwards.

The third floor features an elegant, simple white decor, with a few potted plants in the corners.

There is an altar made of white ceramic tiles and concrete, arranged in three concentric circles, located on the north side of this floor.

The statue of Liu Tianxu with a human head and an infant body sits on the altar, with Wang Zifang standing beside it.

Around the altar sat nearly twenty people, all of them half-dead and unconscious.

Their wrists still had rough stitches.

Nie Longding stood about twenty meters from the altar, his eyes fixed on his feet, subtly adjusting the direction of the sandalwood staff in his hand.

Wang Zifang asked in a low voice, "Master, what... what's going on?"

"Someone's trying to climb up from below; he's a tough nut to crack."

Liu Tianxu's voice was also somewhat low, "Didn't you understand what that sound just now?"

"That person blasted right through the barrier between the first and second floors."

Wang Zifang quickly said, "Someone has discovered this place, what should we do?"

"What's the panic? This area is already covered by the Overflow Zone; not many people will get in."

Liu Tianxu exuded an experienced composure, saying, "The ritual has already begun. Unless they come here to destroy the altar, killing anyone down there will be meaningless."

"Hehehe, this is the first time in this new era! The High God Longhua will bless us!"

Hearing the conversation behind him, Nie Longding's Bai Mei twitched slightly, a hint of annoyance in his expression.

He doesn't worship any High God Longhua.

He spent two years having the outstanding children he secretly adopted prepare universal offerings before selecting Ghost God for the sacrifice.

These kinds of Ghost God, of course, need to have a channel of communication in reality, and they can't be too weak; they also need to have a certain level of credibility.

After much deliberation, Nie Longding chose Longhua, but learned something else from Liu Tianxu.

The larger the scale of the sacrifices made to the Spirit Realm Ghost God, the more impurities from the Spirit Realm are contained when bestowing Ghost God power.

Besides the offerings and auxiliary offerings.

There also needs to be a group of people in the filtering position to bear those impurities from the Spirit Realm. These people will lose their minds, but they will also become good puppets.

Liu Tianxu dared to take action when all the officials were paying homage at the imperial tomb because, in addition to his followers, he had also accumulated a large number of such fearless puppets.

That's why Nie Longding took action against the Scarface man.

Anyway, we started last night and will hold the ceremony today. The time is short enough to ensure everything goes smoothly.

Surprisingly, someone still managed to come in and cause trouble.

The two children below, I'm afraid...

Beneath Nie Longding's thick eyebrows lay a murderous aura, and he took another half meter's step.

A chilling sense of perception locked onto the person below.

Chu Tianshu looked up, remaining still, but his arm moved to the right, the tip of the sword still pointing upwards.

Several young men in black suits jumped out of the large hole behind them.

"What's wrong?"

The leader had barely uttered a question when he seemed to sense something and fell silent.

The most widespread and well-known boxing style along the southeastern coast is Hung Gar.

These six men were all top-notch fighters selected from the Hung Gar school, specifically tasked with protecting Shen Yuntai. They were proficient in firearms, driving, and security work, and were veterans of countless battles.

Even if one's perception is not as sharp as Chu Tianshu's.

Judging from Chu Tianshu's appearance, they could guess the general situation based on their experience.

The six men exchanged glances, then simultaneously pulled out two short sticks from behind them and twisted them together.

He twirled the short stick, sending out sections of the stick from both ends, which then jammed completely.

Six specially made staffs, level with their eyebrows, appeared in their hands.

Several people walked up to Chu Tianshu and deliberately made room for him.

Chu Tianshu seemed to sense something, took a step to the side, and squeezed into their empty space.

The seven people moved around in circles, taking in the sights as if they were just passing through.

Suddenly, a man in black entered the middle position, and a second later, he switched places with another man in black.

Chu Tianshu was so focused on circling around that he saw the man in black in the middle, who had changed at least four times, after walking half a circle.

He concealed his aura, keeping his gaze as calm as possible, much like the men in black around him.

The seven people suddenly dispersed, expanding with the same stride.

The six men also looked at Chu Tianshu with admiration.

Chu Tianshu, however, had a slight doubt in his heart.

Even if it temporarily makes the person in charge hesitate, it's still a possibility.

However, when Chu Tianshu used the Sanqi Divine Sword to bombard the floor, the other six people couldn't make such a commotion.

Should we abandon the strategy of attacking the floors?

However, those above have extremely sharp senses and pose a great threat. Even if you use other methods to get up there, you will still face the problem of them seizing the initiative.

As Chu Tianshu thought of this, he saw the man in black directly opposite him flick the tip of his stick.

The force of that blow was both heavy and powerful.

The Hung Gar Eyebrow-Level Staff Technique, also known as the Gate Flag Staff.

Because when this staff technique is executed, the staff winds like a large flag waving, possessing a unique "scooping and smashing force."

The man in black flicked the stick, as if he were rolling a clump of viscous air onto the tip and hurling it into the air.

Boom!!!

The blow hit the ceiling, but only created a few cracks.

However, judging solely from the sound, it was in no way inferior to Chu Tianshu's previous sword strike.

Chu Tianshu sensed that the person upstairs had indeed moved half a step in that direction, and then suddenly turned back.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three men in black simultaneously swung their sticks, smashing them into the air.

Chu Tianshu's eyes gleamed with a strange light, and he drew his sword, suddenly standing up.

The moment he stood up, two more men in black raised their batons upwards.

Rumble!!

Hearing several loud bangs, almost overlapping, Nie Longding's fierce gaze shifted, and he raised his left hand high.

A dozen sharp beams shot out from his palm, turning colorless midway as they attacked different locations.

The moment Chu Tianshu broke through the floor and came up, the broken reinforced concrete around him was moving outwards.

An unseen sharpness reached his chest.

Chu Tianshu's figure suddenly grew larger, and in a flash, he kicked the edge of the cave entrance with his right foot and swept across the cave with his sword.

Nie Longding focused his attention on it, and swung his staff with both hands. Because he exerted so much force, the staff bent into an arc almost as it cut through the air.

BOOM!!

The wooden sword and staff collided, sending fragments flying and bouncing apart.

The wooden staff shattered, revealing a long knife inside.

The wooden sword's surface gleamed, revealing a sturdy, smooth luster, resembling both crystal and metal.

The knife and sword instantly changed direction, crossed again, and their blades clashed together.

When!!!

Nie Longding's hand, gripping the knife, had prominent veins on the back, and his face exuded a fierce and intimidating aura, making him look nothing like an old man.

His eyes flickered as he noticed the colorless card that was stuck diagonally into Chu Tianshu's chest and abdomen.

(End of this chapter)