Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 117: Fighting
"Zhou Leng, you are finally here. I thought you were blocked by monsters and couldn't come." Xue Chengsong waved to Zhou Leng.

"Zhou Leng?"

Many people turned to look at Zhou Leng.

Most people didn't know this name, but the freshmen from Wuhan University on both teams showed admiration on their faces.

Only Tu Rong looked embarrassed and adjusted his leather jacket.

After all, he lost the gambling fight to Zhou Leng that day.

Chang Luan saw Zhou Leng, then looked at Song Juesi, still smiling.

Zhou Leng walked into Xue Chengsong's team.

Xue Chengsong said: "The last match will be played by Zhou Leng."

Rao Mingxian glanced at Xue Chengsong, frowned slightly, walked to Zhou Leng, and asked in a low voice: "How is your injury? Are you okay?"

Zhou Leng said: "I have recovered. This time I am not fighting for victory, I just want to learn from this old man Song."

"Then you must be careful. His total internal strength may not be that strong, but his use of true energy is superb."

"I can see it, that's why I have to learn." Zhou Leng said.

Rao Mingxian nodded and said no more.

The others also knew that they could not defeat Mr. Song, so they decided to give it a try, and no one objected.

Zhou Leng stepped forward, clasped his fists towards Song Juesi, and said, "Junior Zhou Leng, nice to meet you, Elder Song."

"I've heard of your name, very good." Song Juesi smiled kindly.

"Then I am even more terrified. This time, we are fighting not for victory or defeat, but only for learning. I hope you can teach me."

"I don't deserve your advice, but I am also very happy to meet a young hero. Please."

"Please."

The students behind Song Juesi looked at Zhou Leng curiously. This was the first time that Mr. Song called him a young hero.

Both parties stood in horse stance, facing each other, slowly extended their arms, and connected their palms.

Neither of them used their internal energy directly, but used it slowly.

Song Juesi's palms were purple and densely connected, while Zhou Leng's palms were like a purple net, with holes everywhere.

Both parties were stunned at the same time, even Xue Chengsong was stunned.

Everyone thought that since Zhou Leng dared to come up, he must be in the late stage of blood circulation, but who knew that he was actually in the middle stage of blood circulation.

Several people behind Xue Chengsong were feeling upset. Even if they were bound to lose, they couldn't do this.

People on both sides shook their heads.

There was no need to guess. Once the ten seconds were up, as long as the old man exerted force, Zhou Leng would have been able to fly backwards five or six meters, and he would have saved his face.

The smile on Chang Luan's face got even bigger.

When Zhou Lengfu came into contact with the old man's true energy, he was slightly stunned.

The old man's true energy was indeed a bit weak, just as Rao Mingxian had said.

But then, the old man's true energy continued to accumulate and became stronger and stronger.

Zhou Leng vaguely understood that the old man must have some illness or injury, which caused problems with his true qi and thus he was unable to advance to the body refining stage.

However, he found another way, transforming his energy into something as soft and continuous.

Zhou Leng was very familiar with this practice.

Whether it is a great river flowing into the sea or a deadly move of a thousand tides flooding the sea, they both have similar artistic conception.

It has been brewing for thousands of years and accumulating strength for thousands of miles. Once it enters the sea, it is unstoppable.

What Zhou Leng is using now is the power-accumulating method of Thousand Tides Filling the Sea.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng used the "Hundred Rivers Returning to the Sea" qi circulation method to activate more meridians.

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew around the two men, causing their clothes to flutter.

The weeds under the two men's feet fell down in a circular shape, which was incomparable to the previous Qi fight.

"This Zhou Leng..."

No matter how slow the crowd's reaction was, they realized that Zhou Leng's true energy was far superior to that of anyone before him.

Everyone stared at the sleeves of the two men.

Under the strong wind, it seemed as if an invisible hand slowly rolled up the sleeves of the two people.

The cuffs of both people are slowly rolled back, behind the elbows, close to the shoulders.

Smoother than hand-rolled ones.

"The air is rolling up the sleeves..."

Everyone looked at each other. This was the sign of the ultimate state of true energy.

With their sleeves rolled up, the purple color on their arms was revealed to everyone.

The old man's arms were purple, as if covered by clothes.

Zhou Leng's arms were covered like a net.

After ten seconds, the old man's eyes opened wide and veins on his arms bulged.

bang...

A clear sound suddenly rang out from the four palms of the two men.

The true energy collided.

The two of them swayed at the same time, and neither of them retreated.

The four palms are still stuck together.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath and concentrated his energy again.

Gathering energy and continuing.

The old man looked at Zhou Leng in surprise, secretly exerting his strength and spinning his inner energy in his hands, trying to divert Zhou Leng.

But Zhou Leng's true energy was as stable as a mountain. Not only was he not moved, but Song Juesi's body was shaken and his true energy was unstable.

Song Juesi's eyes lit up, and he actually looked happy, and then he continued to use his true energy and clever strength.

Or spin, or turn, or lead, or rush, or go up, or go down...

There are more than ten kinds of luck methods in a row. If it weren’t for the competition, Zhou Leng would definitely study them carefully.

But now, Zhou Leng stood still like a pillar in the middle of the river or a reef before the waves, motionless.

No matter what kind of Qi technique the opponent used, Zhou Leng just kept accumulating strength.

Thousands of tides rise together, and hundreds of rivers flow together.

Rumble…

Everyone stared at Zhou Leng's arms.

A slight but captivating sound of a huge tide came from Zhou Leng's arms.

Thousands of tides formed and rushed into the sea. Song Juesi's forehead was slightly sweaty. He tried every means to resolve it, but still couldn't. Instead, his arms trembled more.

Slowly, a faint steam emerged from above Song Juesi's head.

The steam is like a cage.

In contrast, Zhou Leng was only sweating slightly.

Until now, Zhou Leng has remained unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.

Everyone felt sad, it was not that Old Song’s Qi was not good enough, but that he was too old and his body obviously could not support such a huge amount of Qi.

After a few more seconds, Song Juesi finally put away all his techniques and pushed out the true energy that had been accumulated to the extreme with all his strength.

boom……

The four palms separated and the two men retreated together.

The bodyguard in the body refining stage took the lead and supported Song Juesi's back.

Zhou Leng managed to stand without falling.

Zhou Leng was about to say it was a draw, but Song Juesi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Good! I lost this round. It was worth my trip to see another heroic young man emerge from Rucheng."

Xue Chengsong immediately said, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your help. Mr. Chang, please."

Zhou Leng bowed to Song Juesi and said, "Thank you, old man. I won by an unfair means."

Song Juesi continued to laugh and said, "What do you mean by an unfair victory? The wave behind pushes away the old wave in front, which is a good thing and should be done. You did the right thing!"

"Junior, please accept my instruction." Zhou Leng said.

Song Juesi took a few steps back and said, "Chang Luan, you choose the person."

Chang Luan felt regretful in his heart, but he said, "It is my great honor that you can come, Mr. Song. You can take a break and watch the younger generations' competition."

Song Juesi stepped back to the back of the team and said to the seven students, "You should learn from Zhou Leng. He is your role model."

"Is he from Yunhua or Jinjing?" a student asked curiously.

"His level is no less than Yunhua or Jinjing." Song Juesi concluded.

Seven high school students stared at Zhou Leng.

There were five people left on Chang Luan's side, and three of them came up one after another.

Zhou Leng admired Song Juesi's broad mind, and followed his example. He did not use his full strength right away, but maintained it for ten seconds before exerting more strength.

All three of them were pushed away by Zhou Leng after eleven seconds.

The three were horrified; they had only seen it before, but it was only after experiencing it personally that they realized how terrifying the ultimate state of true Qi was.

The three men failed and retreated in dismay.

Chang Luan, however, winked at the fourth person and whispered a few words of advice.

The man nodded gently, walked up to Zhou Leng, and said with a smile: "Zhou Leng, what's wrong with you? You don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young. Old Song is such a good person, you use him as a stepping stone, isn't that too much?"

The faces of the people behind Zhou Leng changed slightly. The other party saw that Zhou Leng was showing mercy and was playing moral blackmail. If they could force Zhou Leng to admit defeat, that would be the best. If not, they would also make Zhou Leng upset.

Zhou Leng Leng ignored him and said, "That's enough, please."

After saying that, he stretched out his arms.

The man made a few more sarcastic remarks, but Zhou remained calm. Xue Chengsong and others started to scold him, so the man had no choice but to stretch out his arms.

The two men faced each other with their four palms, and the man immediately burst out with true energy and gave it his all.

Zhou Lengque remained as he had done before, slowly accumulating his internal strength.

Ten seconds passed.

Zhou Leng suddenly took a deep breath, and his true energy surged back.

The man opposite felt an indescribable suction from Zhou Leng's hands and his face was horrified.

At this moment, Zhou Leng's hands seemed to turn into huge whirlpools in the sea.

"rise!"

Zhou Leng shouted loudly and raised his arms diagonally. The arms of the man opposite him were sucked straight up and his body suddenly flew into the air.

The man kicked with his feet in the air, unable to break free, and looked terrified.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhou Leng swung his arms downwards violently, and the man lost his balance and fell to the ground with a scream.

"Are you qualified to talk about Mr. Song and me?" Zhou Leng looked down at the man.

"Okay! Haha..." Song Juesi laughed.

"Well done!" Everyone behind Zhou Leng praised.

The people behind Chang Luan looked embarrassed, having lost both the fight and the battle.

"Next." Zhou Leng said.

Chang Luan picked the next one with a gloomy face.

After ten seconds, Zhou Leng pushed with both arms, and the man stumbled back a dozen steps and bumped into Chang Luan.

Only then did the people on the opposite side realize how powerful Zhou Leng was.

Although Old Song was old, the other five were all young and strong, and none of them could withstand Zhou Leng's full-strength attack.

Maybe not even at full strength.

Chang Luan clasped his fists and said, "This abandoned mine is yours. The mountains remain green and the water flows forever. Farewell."

Chang Luan said this and turned away, his face livid.

Song Juesi also clasped his fists towards Zhou Leng, then left with the seven students with a smile.

Before leaving, the seven students looked back at Zhou Leng from time to time.

In their hearts, Old Song was simply a god-like figure. They never expected that Zhou Leng, at such a young age, could be on par with Old Song.

"Mr. Song, where does he go to school?"

"Like a student from a martial arts school."

"What a unique senior brother..." a beautiful girl said as she turned back to glance at Zhou Leng.

Xue Chengsong patted Zhou Leng's shoulders with both hands and said excitedly: "Zhou Leng, thank you so much! This is my first time leading a company competition. If I lose, I will be too embarrassed to go back and see my dad. It has to be you!"

Rao Mingxian sighed and said, "I thought that since I'm in the late stage of blood circulation, I could compete with you, but I didn't know that I couldn't. Your skill of lifting people with true qi is too strong."

Xu Kangan couldn't help laughing and said, "When Zhou Leng lifted the man up in the air, his legs tucked in, as if he was squatting on the toilet in mid-air. I almost laughed out loud."

"Hahaha……"

"Zhou Leng, how serious is your injury?" Xue Chengsong couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Leng remained silent, not knowing what to say.

Everyone looked gloomy.

Xue Chengsong said hurriedly: "According to the rules, friends who participate in the battle will receive bonuses. All friends who come to help can choose a piece of high-energy ore from today to take away, or they can appraise and sell it. Zhou Leng will be the first to choose. Do you have any objections?"

"No!" everyone shouted in unison.

(End of this chapter)