Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 125 All Clear

Chapter 125 All Clear
Zhou Leng had a long dream.

I dreamed that the Glimmering Star was killed by me and then kept resurrecting.

I fought with him all the time, from the Demon City to Ru City, and from Ru City to the Demon Prison.

From the first level of the Demon Prison, all the way to the eighteenth level.

Fighting all my life.

In the end, he completely killed the Glimmering Star with his old body.

Old tears.

Zhou Leng woke up.

"Woo..."

Dahuang's dog head came into view.

Zhou Leng moved his throat but couldn't speak.

It was a full ten minutes before Zhou Leng felt his body recover.

"It's over." Zhou Leng whispered.

Dahuang opened his mouth and started licking vigorously.

thump...

Heartbeat quickens, full of power.

The unimaginable powerful force stirred the heart, making it whirr like a furnace.

Zhou Leng used his martial arts perception to sense his heart, and suddenly, he felt dazed.

When the heart is shaken, all demons come to you.

In front of Zhou Leng's eyes, the world suddenly changed and turned blood red.

He was as tall as a mountain, sitting on a throne made of huge flames, bones and weapons.

Ahead, dark clouds rolled in and the land was barren for thousands of miles.

At his feet, thousands of demons knelt down and chanted "Demon Lord".

After a moment, the vision reversed.

On the burning throne of bones, sat a huge giant in red and black armor. On the surface of the armor, magma was flowing like a river.

A "T"-shaped gap is formed on the face of the armor.

Zhou Leng’s face emerged from the gap.

Zhou Leng blinked and found himself lying on the ground, with the crown of a huge frost tree above him.

Snowflakes and leaves are floating gently.

Zhou Leng felt something and looked inside his heart.

The feeling of being wrapped in flesh and blood disappeared completely.

All the strength has been integrated into the heart and blood vessels.

There seemed to be a raging fire burning in the inner layer between the heart and the blood vessels.

Most of the power is dormant, being absorbed into the body at an extremely slow pace.

Realm improvement.

Late stage of blood circulation.

Zhou Leng opened the database and searched for information about demons.

Especially looking for information related to the Magic Bag Garden, the Demon Lord, etc.

With the keyword "Demon Lord", find an object.

The blood of the original demon.

The information is not detailed enough, but just a few hundred words reveal a glimpse of the horror of this thing.

This thing is based on the innate descendants of eighteen different Demon Prison Lords. It extracts their life and blood and melts them into a drop of blood.

Then, starting from the first level of the Demon Prison, sacrifices were offered layer by layer until the eighteenth level.

Every time a sacrifice is performed, 10,000 demons must be sacrificed and their blood must be sucked out.

After offering sacrifices to the eighteenth level, it will be refined into the blood of the original devil.

After absorbing the power of the original demon's blood, through the conversion of magic potion, you can gain some of the power of the demon lord...

Zhou Leng stared at the information and read it over and over again for a long time.

A complicated look appeared on his face.

He raised his hands and looked at them.

It looks no different from before.

The demonic nature was eliminated, and part of the original demon's power also dissipated.

The advantage is that you won’t be affected by evil.

Zhou Leng leaned against the giant frost tree and looked up at the sky.

In his mind, there were thousands and thousands of battles on the Heavenly Stage battlefield.

Zhou Leng's gaze gradually became firm.

"With this body, I shall slay all evil spirits. With the new bright fire, all things will be illuminated."

After a long time, Zhou Leng slowly stood up.

I feel indescribable exhaustion both mentally and physically.

Entered the Red Lotus Hell seven times in a row.

After a quick packing, I put on my backpack and carried my camping chair and headed towards Mammoth Lakes.

Dahuang followed behind, wagging his tail.

Deep blue lake and fine white sand.

Zhou Leng sat down on the camping chair, motionless, thinking of nothing, just quietly looking at the scenery in front of him.

The lake is surrounded by green forests, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the sky and earth are clear.

When you are sleepy, just go to sleep.

When I woke up, I just sat there blankly.

Da Huang and Xiao Ba were playing nearby and didn't bother them.

After a whole day and night, the fatigue in Zhou Leng's eyes finally dissipated.

"walk home."

He said goodbye to Xiaoba and left with Dahuang.

When we returned to Xiaoru Village, the sun was setting.

As soon as the signal was sent, messages came in one after another.

Xu Qingjin asked how the cultivation was going.

Liang Baiyin asked about the severity of the injury.

Rao Mingxian wants to get together.

Li Linhan's third son, Li Yuanhe, returned from his mission and congratulated Zhou Leng on his achievement.

Zhao Nandi urged Zhou Leng to study the divine text well and not to slack off, otherwise his research on the divine text would be cracked by others in advance and he would have no place to cry.

Hu Yi posted a photo of a driving school where he was taking a driving test.

Feng Wenhao sent a video of the class’s practice and told Zhou Leng not to worry, as all the classmates were doing well.

Wei Hong said that he would keep an eye on various scholarships and make sure they were not snatched away by students from other classes.

Xue Chengsong expressed his gratitude for helping to retake the abandoned mine and offered to invite them to dinner and have a chat when they had a chance.

Deng Zhijue told Zhou Leng to have a good rest and not to worry about taking leave.

There is also news about Zhang Xinglie.

"I'm going back to Rucheng tomorrow and I'm going to have dinner with some friends, all of whom you know. You can come then and talk about the dwarf tribe."

Zhou Leng glanced at the time. Zhang Xinglie sent it yesterday.

As I walked, I replied to everyone's messages.

Every time I close the Gate of Purgatory, I need to take a long sleep.

Several days have passed since I entered the Red Lotus Hell of Fire seven times and the Land of War once.

Plus a rest by Mammoth Lake, time just passed by in a blur.

Today is Saturday of a new week.

Zhou Leng replied to everyone first and then replied to Zhang Xinglie.

"I've been practicing these days, always in flight mode. I just saw you today. Have you gotten off the plane?" "I'm home. I booked a private room at Daquan BBQ for 6pm. How are you?"

"Very well. How about you?"

"It's hard to explain in a few words. I'll talk about it while we eat tonight."

"it is good."

Zhou Leng guessed that Zhang Xinglie had encountered something, otherwise there would be no need to return to Rucheng. The geniuses from Yunhua and Jinjing were all racing against time to practice.

Zhou Leng warmed up all the way to the martial arts hall.

The Budokan was empty on Saturday.

I found a horizontal bar and did pull-ups with one arm right hand.

One, two…

One hundred, one hundred and one...

I did it until 200 times and didn't feel any effort at all, so I let go and dropped it.

Zhou Jing observed his body calmly.

Doing pull-ups with one hand without true Qi is a bit difficult even for an expert in the body refining stage.

Only when you reach the stage of vitality can you do it easily.

I didn’t expect that I wouldn’t even reach my limit after doing so much.

One-handed pull-ups can no longer measure my level.

It also means that some qualitative change has taken place in one's body.

Zhou Leng walked to the magic weightlifting platform, pressed the button, and supported the magic steel plate with his arms.

With a loud bang, the demonized steel plate pressed down gently.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath and lifted his body with force.

The muscles all over his body are tense, and his blood vessels and tendons are slightly protruding.

The magic steel plate continued to press down.

Zhou Leng continued to insist.

beep

The test is over.

The demonized steel plate slowly rose.

Zhou Leng walked out of the weightlifting platform and looked at the display screen.

1205.3 kg.

Score:117.

Zhou Leng looked through the record of his last weightlifting without true qi.

987.5 kg
Score:110.

Zhou Leng did not measure his Qi weightlifting ability, but it must be over ten thousand pounds.

Turn around and walk to the squat rack, and increase the barbell weight to 700 kg.

Before, it was 600 kilograms.

Now, this number is at the top ten martial arts first-rate level, and Yunhua Jinjing second-rate level.

Except Yamagahara.

Zhou Leng held the barbell with both hands and slowly lifted it up.

The magic barbell plates on both sides droop slightly.

Zhou Leng squatted down slowly, his leg muscles deformed.

Then, slowly stand up.

The thigh muscles swelled, and thick muscles bulged out like pieces of steel melting together.

It is so thick that at first glance it doesn't look like a leg, but rather like a large chest.

Zhou Leng continued to squat, doing ten, resting for a while, and then doing the second set...

Four sets of ten barbell squats.

Daily weight-bearing without true qi, 700 kg, completed.

Zhou Leng touched his slightly numb legs.

My strength is not in my physical body, but in my true energy.

Before body training, 800 to 900 kilograms should be the limit.

No matter how strong Zhang Xinglie's physique and other aspects are, his Qi control is still a shortcoming.

However, once one obtains the physical and strength bodies, the differences in warriors' physical talents will be eliminated.

Under the power of martial arts perception, because the body is not strong enough, the newly acquired original demon power can only exert very little power.

"The giant body and strange body must be obtained. This is related to future growth, and the sooner the better."

"It won't work if your Qi is strong but your body is not strong."

"Mr. Song's Qi control and external skills are far superior to mine. It's just that his body is weak that he can't even use 30% of his skills."

"Next, I need to obtain the identity of an iron dwarf as soon as possible, and then participate in the giant trial to obtain the protection of the giant's ancestors."

"Only by acquiring a giant body can one be qualified to compete with Shan Heyuan."

Zhou Leng walked to the outdoor martial arts field, used the light skill of flying crane, ran at full speed, and measured time and speed with the magic watch.

With one step, he covered more than ten meters, just like a flying bird, skimming over the earth and gliding in the air again and again.

As his true energy was exhausted, Zhou Leng stopped and looked at the magic watch.

Before reaching the Heavenly Stage, full Qi can only sustain the Qinggong for 1 minute and 05 seconds.

Now, I ran for 5 minutes and 52 seconds in one breath.

More than five times.

The speed reaches 39 meters per second.

The speed reaches 140 kilometers per hour.

“It’s still a little short of the speed of high-speed rail.”

Zhou Leng found an open place and meditated to restore his energy.

After his true energy was fully overflowing, he looked at the sky and walked towards Daquan BBQ.

When I walked into the private room, Zhang Xinglie had not arrived yet, but two people from other schools had come, both of whom were freshmen at Xihai Wuhan University.

The two of them were not from No. 8 Middle School during high school, but from No. 3 Middle School. Zhou Leng had also seen them.

The two of them sat on the chairs and did not stand up.

One person asked: "Are you the Zhou Leng, that Zhou Leng?"

"It should be." Zhou Leng said.

The two looked at each other, and one of them said helplessly: "I really didn't associate you two together. Back then you... cough..."

"The changes are indeed huge." Zhou Leng said.

"Since it's you, it's different. Tsk, amazing, really amazing."

"I treated you as an outsider before, so I looked at you with tinted glasses and always thought you were not good enough..."

"But compared to the past, you are not incapable, you are too good, so good that it's scary."

"It surprised me that……"

The two shook their heads slightly. They could never have imagined that the ordinary Zhou Leng back then would actually rank as high as over 40th on the freshman list.

Taller than both of them.

Then, Zhang Xinglie’s friends came one after another.

Zhou Leng had seen them all, even senior students from the senior year.

Not long after, Mo Hai, the martial arts committee member of my high school class, walked in.

Mo Hai and Zhang Xinglie are both in the top class and have a good relationship.

Soon, ten people gathered.

They were all martial artists, with broad shoulders, thick arms, and big waists, which made the private room a little crowded.

Zhang Xinglie’s friends all had good grades, and most of those who stayed in Rucheng went to Xihai Wuhan University.

Zhou Leng felt like he was sitting in the Xihai Wuhan University Alumni Association.

After a while, another person pushed the door open.

"Hey, Prince Rao, the new number one in Ruda! That's awesome."

More than half of the people stood up to greet him.