Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Everyone returned to the mortuary and fell silent.

Although Master Four Eyes didn't want to admit it, he couldn't beat the Yellow-Eyed Hairy Zombie.

But at this moment, we can't help but ask:

"When will your master arrive?"

Chu Sheng shook his head; all he knew was that Mao Xiaofang had returned to Maoshan.

As for when he can come.

That's not so certain.

"Master has gone to invite our eldest grandmaster."

"Considering his speed and the Swiftness Talisman."

"It should be within ten days."

"Ten days?" Lin Fengjiao's expression turned serious.

"Although we severely injured Old Master Ren today, he was able to withstand the attacks of the four of us under the midday sun."

"This clearly demonstrates his extraordinary nature."

"If he were to suck the blood of his own relatives again, I'm afraid even if all of us fellow disciples were to join forces..."

"It's also very difficult to completely eliminate him."

"Even Master Uncle's 'Lightning Thunder Fist' won't work?" Yu Chuda asked curiously.

Lin Fengjiao paused for a moment, then shook her head: "Probably not."

Master Four Eyes added, "Although Senior Brother said he entered the Dao through martial arts."

"I created my own 'Lightning Thunder Fist,' but it still falls short of something."

Yu Chuda asked curiously, "What about those two senior uncles now?"

Lin Fengjiao frowned and pondered for a moment, then said:

"We can set up a small Five Elements Demon-Subduing Formation to restrain Old Master Ren."

"It would be best to capture it alive." Master Four Eyes chuckled.

It can refine a yellow-eyed hairy zombie.

For him, any price to pay was worth it.

Lin Fengjiao said seriously, "Senior brother, you can't control the yellow-eyed hair stiffness."

"I advise you not to have unrealistic fantasies."

Master Four Eyes crossed his arms and hummed:

"A person should have dreams, otherwise what's the difference between them and a salted fish?"

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Sheng and his four juniors: "What do you all think? Am I right, Uncle-Master?"

Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda looked at each other, smiling but saying nothing.

Qiu Sheng nodded in agreement.

Wen Cai, however, looked blank, clearly not understanding.

Lin Fengjiao glared at his two apprentices with annoyance.

"Alright, my senior brother and I will go and prepare the materials for setting up the Minor Five Elements Demon-Subduing Array."

"You four go and rest for a while."

After saying that, he and the drunken Taoist priest went to the backyard.

Only Chu Sheng, Yu Chuda, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai remained in the front hall.

The four peers looked at each other.

Their thoughts are self-evident.

"I've long heard that Master Mao is the most comprehensive practitioner of Maoshan Taoism and the most skilled in Taoist arts."

"I wonder how your cultivation is going, my two junior brothers?"

Chu Sheng was taken aback, curious about the seniority of the group, but Yu Chuda explained first:

"Qiusheng started learning the art a few years earlier than me, so it's fine for me to call him senior brother."

Chu Sheng said "Oh" and didn't say anything more.

Yu Chuda then asked:

"Senior Brother Qiu, what do you want to do? Just draw a line!"

Qiu Sheng said arrogantly, "I just want to have a competition."

"Let's see what kind of junior brother he is."

Yu Chuda nodded. "A battle of magic, or hand-to-hand combat?"

Qiu Sheng thought for a moment, "Let's compare them both!"

Yu Chuda immediately became interested and happily said, "Then let's go!"

He then turned his head and deliberately tugged at Chu Sheng:

"Junior brother, let your senior brother go first."

"You're bullying me too much."

Chu Sheng was also itching to spar with his peers!

"Okay, let's go!"

Qiu Sheng was a straightforward man; without saying a word, he clasped his hands in a salute and assumed a fighting stance. Yu Chuda chuckled and stood opposite him as well.

Wencai scratched his head and muttered to himself:

"Are we really going to fight? Didn't Master say we should rest for a while...?"

No one cares about him.

Chu Sheng stepped aside, arms crossed, a smile in his eyes.

He also wanted to see just how good Qiu Sheng, the martial arts master in the movie, really was in real life.

"Junior brother, watch out!" Qiu Sheng shouted, pushed off with his feet, and shot out like an arrow, delivering a straight punch straight to Yu Chuda's face.

The force of the punch was subtle yet surprisingly fast.

Yu Chuda neither dodged nor avoided, but raised his left hand and precisely placed it on Qiu Sheng's wrist. He then guided Qiu Sheng's right hand to strike his ribs.

This is "Parting the Clouds to See the Sun" from the Maoshan basic boxing style "Flowing Cloud Hands," which emphasizes using skill to overcome force.

Qiu Sheng reacted quickly, staggered from the impact, but twisted his waist and swept his left leg like a whip towards Yu Chuda's lower body.

The two exchanged blows, their fists and feet flying, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Qiu Sheng's boxing style is fierce and powerful, carrying the ruthlessness of street fighting.

Yu Chuda, on the other hand, showed a more solid foundation, with each move and stance executed with meticulous precision and skill in countering each move.

For a time, it was difficult to determine who was better.

"Brother Qiu, what excellent skills!" Yu Chuda parried a punch and took a moment to praise him.

"You're not bad either!" Qiu Sheng formed a hand seal and chanted rapidly:

"Thunder rumbles in the heavens, the divine sky roars; I now summon you, swiftly come to the altar—so be it!"

With a flick of his finger, several faint bolts of lightning materialized out of thin air.

With a crackling sound, it struck towards Yu Chuda!

Yu Chuda's eyes lit up, and he dared not be negligent, so he also made hand seals and chanted incantations:

"Ice Decree: Frost gathers from the chilling air, seal!"

The air temperature in front of him suddenly dropped, forming a thin layer of white frost that blocked and extinguished the few flashes of lightning.

Immediately, taking advantage of the dissipation of the white mist, he strode forward and, catching Qiu Sheng off guard, punched him in the nose.

Qiu Sheng cried out in pain, "Ouch!"

He pretended to take half a step back, then reached into his robes and pulled out a yellow talisman.

Upon seeing this, Wen Cai exclaimed in shock:

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Qiu Sheng, have you forgotten what your master said?"

"When fellow disciples spar, it's best to stop when you've made your point; talismans and magical artifacts shouldn't be used lightly."

Unfortunately, Qiu Sheng seemed to have gotten really angry and ignored Wen Cai's calls.

He held the yellow talisman in his hand, and the talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, turning into an orange fireball the size of a fist.

It shot towards Yu Chuda with a scorching heat!

"Blazing Sun Talisman!"

Yu Chuda hadn't expected Qiu Sheng to unleash such an obviously aggressive talisman during their sparring match, and hastily dodged to the side.

The fireball grazed his sleeve and landed on the bluestone ground in the courtyard.

With a hiss, a patch of charred black appeared.

Yu Chuda looked down and saw a small burn on his forearm. He frowned and said, "Senior brother, isn't this bad?"

Qiu Sheng, now in power, had a smug look on his face.

"When it comes to sparring, you should naturally go all out! Junior brother, are you scared?"

After saying that, he reached into his robes again, and it seemed he wanted to take out another talisman!

Chu Sheng, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines with his arms crossed, suddenly sharpened his eyes upon seeing this.

Just as Qiu Sheng was about to activate his second talisman, Chu Sheng moved.

With his right hand held together like a sword, he gently pressed the acupoint on the inside of Qiu Sheng's wrist.

Qiu Sheng felt a numbness in his entire arm, and the talisman slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Qiu, that's enough." Chu Sheng's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable force.

Qiu Sheng was stunned at first, then became furious and embarrassed—he had been so easily subdued by a junior brother.

Blinded by rage, he didn't think twice and punched Chu Sheng in the face with his left hand.

This punch was thrown with anger, and the force of the blow was fierce.

Chu Sheng's eyes turned slightly cold as he sidestepped the punch, his right hand smoothly pulling and pressing down, using the "unloading" technique from the Maoshan Boxing style.

Qiu Sheng was pulled forward and staggered.

Chu Sheng had already quietly raised his left hand, with a faint golden aura flowing between his fingertips—

"stop!"

A sharp shout rang out like a thunderclap.