Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 138 Right or Wrong
Zhang Xinglie asked: "How many points did you get in the intermediate divine text test?"

"116."

"So high? It shouldn't be like that."

"Is it powerful?" asked Molten Hammer.

"In the Divine Literature College of Yunhua Wuda, they are among the top students in the senior year."

"That's strange." said Molten Hammer.

Everyone fell silent and sat on the ground to rest.

Zhang Xinglie's imagination started, and he asked, "What do you think? Could it be that the old man Qun Shan Rong Lu wrote it wrong, and Zhou Leng was right?"

"No! Impossible!" the five dwarves shouted in unison.

Zhou Leng felt that what Zhang Xinglie said made sense.

No matter how powerful his Mountain Furnace is, the power of one person cannot match the joint research of so many people from the Demon World and humans.

The divine text has been updated and iterated rapidly in recent years, but even so, it is just a drop in the ocean.

Compared with the divine text on the golden page, the divine text on this ancient king's treasure has obvious writing errors.

A true master of divine writing would not make such a mistake.

What's more, the dwarves have never been known for their brains, and mutations depend on chance...

Zhou Leng asked: "How many years ago did Mountain Furnace die?"

"More than 800 years." Rongchui said.

Zhou Lengxin understood and glanced at Zhang Xinglie. Zhang Xinglie also looked over and they both nodded slightly.

Although Zhang Xinglie did not specialize in divine literature, he also learned the basic knowledge.

After a while, Zhou Leng stood up.

The smoke had dissipated, leaving behind a field of bones.

"Let me see if there's any loot."

Zhou Leng kicked away the pile of bones and took a closer look.

Molten Hammer said lazily: "Don't look for it. Even if there is one, it has been taken away by the predecessors. Treasures are usually in some conspicuous places, such as on the altar."

"Have you recovered?" Zhang Xinglie asked.

"I don't have as much muscle as you, so I recover quickly." Zhou Leng said.

Everyone curled their lips and hid things all day long. Is that interesting?

Zhou Leng looked around carefully and found that there was nothing there, just as Rong Hammer said.

Zhou Leng walked back and said, "It seems that we can only go to the altar deep inside. What level of treasure can allow us to be promoted to dwarf warriors?"

Molten Hammer thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say for sure. Anyway, the Eye of the Ancient God will definitely work. Maybe it can make you two become dwarf princes. We will have to call you Your Highness when we see you in the future."

"Tell me something real." Zhou Leng said.

"It is most practical for one person to return with a bag of orange gold."

After everyone rested and recovered their strength or energy, they walked towards the end.

There are five bronze doors standing in front.

Zhou Leng frowned as he looked at the five clumsy divine texts above.

Zhou Leng asked: "Melting Hammer, this ancient king's treasure is often opened. After so many years, no one among you dwarves has memorized all the correct intersections?"

Molten Hammer patiently explained, "Many things in the treasure chest change all the time. For example, these five bronze doors are not on the map, which means that they are changing."

“What can be shown on the map are things that do not change.”

"You have to understand that the ancient king's treasure is a test for us. If everyone has a clear map, what is the point of the test?"

"Also because... the dwarfs' divine script masters cannot decipher the divine script here."

The furnace was stunned for a moment, looked at the other dwarves, and then looked at the scribbles-like divine writing on the bronze door.

The five dwarves also felt something was wrong.

Zhou Leng became even more suspicious.

The divine rune masters of the dwarf race have always been exchanging information with humans and magic masters.

Dwarf divine script masters appeared in the divine script ruins of Wudao City, and there are also papers published by dwarves in the human divine script journal.

There is nothing that cannot be cracked. Everyone must know that what Mountain Furnace has learned is wrong.

It is estimated that the dwarf divine code masters are unable to deny this Lord of Restoration, nor do they know what he has learned, so they can only give up on cracking it.

Anyway, it's just a test for the body-refining dwarves, there's no need to crack it so clearly.

Zhou Leng spread his hands and said, "I don't care about what happens next. I can't understand your grandfather's divine writings. I can only understand the divine writings outside of this treasure."

The five dwarves stared at each other with embarrassed looks on their faces.

“First, tell me what the sacred texts on these five gates mean. Maybe one of them is correct…” After saying this, Rong Hammer slapped himself lightly.

The other four dwarves turned their heads and looked away, pretending not to hear.

This time, Zhou Leng didn't waste time looking up information. He took a picture first and then translated it directly.

"They are 'Land of Wind', 'Land of Thunder', 'Land of Cloud', 'Land of Water' and 'Land of Fantasy' respectively. I can't guarantee their correctness." Zhou Leng said.

Zhang Xinglie touched his chin and said, "We can choose any one. If they don't match, it means... we'll have to rely on luck in the future."

Zhang Xinglie said it implicitly, but everyone understood it.

"This is the only way." said Rong Hammer.

"Which place do you choose?"

"Water is not an option, it's too troublesome. Thunder, clouds, illusions, they're all troublesome. Especially the land of thunder, it looks the most dangerous."

"Then choose the Wind Land, it looks the easiest."

“No, no, no, you can’t choose the Land of Wind.” Rong Hammer said hurriedly.

Everyone was silent.

Rongchui coughed lightly and said, "Zhou Leng will choose."

"I don't know the dialect script, so I won't choose it." Zhou Leng said.

Molten Hammer rolled his eyes and said, "You humans really can curse without using a single curse word. Then choose the Land of Thunder."

"Yes, choose the place of thunder." The four dwarves woke up one after another.

Zhang Xinglie looked at Ronghammer with a smile. This dwarf was quite smart.

"I'll go in first." Black Barrel said, and entered the door of the Land of Thunder first.

Everyone followed him into the passage, and soon they heard the sound of howling wind ahead.

Walking into the new cave entrance, there was a strong wind and dust in the air ahead.

"Let's go." Rongchui felt tired.

Ale said, "I think that my grandfather did this on purpose. He was afraid that others would crack it and lose the meaning of the test, so he wrote it randomly."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The other dwarves nodded repeatedly. "There are orcs!" Zhang Xinglie suddenly whispered.

Everyone immediately narrowed their eyes and looked forward.

Sure enough, a team of nine green-skinned orcs slowly moved forward in the strong wind, all of them were in the body refining stage.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly. Seven against nine. They were inferior in terms of numbers and realm.

"Fight according to the tactics we discussed beforehand. Zhou Leng, don't be reckless when facing orcs in the early stages of body training." Zhang Xinglie said.

"it is good."

The nine green-skinned orcs also noticed everyone at this moment. Their eyes turned red and they rushed over roaring.

Huiguang, Black Barrel, Beer, three people in the late stage of body refining, and Zhang Xinglie were in the front.

Zhou Leng, Melt Hammer and Half Barrel are slightly behind.

"There is a descendant of the demigod beast tribe. Be careful. He's the one wearing a red belt." Molten Hammer reminded.

The cave was not big, and the two sides fought in just a few seconds.

The other side had nine people and surrounded them directly.

"Cover your ears."

Zhou Leng and the dwarf hurriedly covered their ears with their hands.

Zhang Xinglie suddenly roared, his voice like a lion or tiger, and a surge of true energy gushed out, exploding in front of him.

Not only the orcs, but even Zhou Leng and the dwarves were stunned for a moment. Even if they covered their ears, they still heard ringing.

The nine orcs were even worse off. Except for the descendant of demigod who woke up instantly, two of the other orcs actually turned black and fell to the ground.

Zhou Leng knew that Zhang Xinglie could roar like a lion, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Zhang Xinglie seized the opportunity and pounced on the nearest orc in the late stage of body refining. Without waiting for the other party to react, he punched the orc in the chest.

puff……

A punch hit the chest, shattering the heart.

Zhou Leng crawled on the ground, stepped on the Flying Crane Movement, and rushed straight to a fainted orc. He aimed at the head and slapped the sky island into the sea.

Bang.

The skull cracked, and red and white splattered everywhere.

Zhou Leng did not stop. He took advantage of the fact that a nearby orc in the middle stage of the physical training period had just woken up and was not prepared, and kicked him in the knee.

The legs are like big spears, the feet are like spear tips, the true energy gathers and surges rapidly.

Breaking through the clouds and sky.

Click...

The orc's leg was broken by a kick, and he screamed and his body tilted.

The orcs attacked from the side, and Zhou Leng retreated immediately.

"Okay!" When the five dwarves saw how ferocious the two men were, they became furious and rushed forward waving their hammers.

Zhou Leng immediately went around to another orc who had fallen unconscious, but was blocked by a body-refining orc behind him.

Nine orcs, two dead, one unconscious, and one with a broken leg.

The situation reversed instantly.

"Get out!" Molten Hammer rushed straight towards the orc who was blocking Zhou Leng, and Zhou Leng also pretended to join forces to attack.

After only two attacks, Zhou Leng found an opening in the orc's chance and rolled over to bypass him.

He pounced on the unconscious orc, laid his body on its side, and smashed down with his elbow.

puff……

The tip of his elbow landed on the unconscious orc's face, waking him up immediately, and then he fainted again.

Even after being hit so hard by the elbow, the orc was still alive.

Zhou Leng did not hesitate. Even though he knew he could not avoid the attack from the orc next to him, he still slapped the unconscious orc's throat.

Crack, the cervical vertebrae were shattered.

The orc behind him kicked Zhou Leng in the side of his waist. Zhou Leng couldn't avoid it, stretched out his left hand to block his waist, and then used the force to roll over.

Severe pain came from my left palm.

After retreating to a safe place, Zhou Leng took a look at his left hand. It was bloody and swollen, but fortunately there were no broken bones.

Zhou Leng took some medicine to stop the pain and looked towards the battlefield.

Six to six.

The weakest Half Hammer was still defeated when facing the Broken-Legged Orc.

There is a realm difference between the two sides. The orc with a broken leg is in the middle stage of body refining.

Zhou Leng went over immediately and joined forces with Bandui to attack the orc with a broken leg.

Zhou Leng was experienced and kept pretending to use his right palm. When the orc with a broken leg was not paying attention, he suddenly leaned over and swept his leg.

With a bang, the orc with a broken leg was knocked down.

Half Hammer jumped down with his sledgehammer in hand and smashed down, and the orc with a broken leg quickly rolled over to avoid it.

Zhou Leng was already prepared. He slapped the orc with a broken leg on the waist, then quickly retreated.

The animal skin coat around the waist of the broken-legged orc was torn into pieces, revealing his reddish green skin. It turned out that he was only slightly injured.

Zhou Leng understood in his heart that with his strength in the late stage of Blood Circulation, he could defeat an orc in the early stage of Body Refining, but against an orc in the middle stage of Body Refining with thick skin and flesh, attacking his weaknesses would be effective.

These orcs are all physically refined, and even Zhang Xinglie would find it difficult to defeat them quickly in a head-on battle.

The two sides fought fiercely and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Suddenly, Zhang Xinglie repelled the descendant of the demigod beastman, then suddenly jumped to the side of the orc with a broken leg and kicked sideways.

Kicked in the ribs.

Amid the sound of breaking bones, the orc with a broken leg screamed and flew to the side.

Zhou Leng stepped on the Bagua Step, his figure was like a ghost, he stepped forward and did a low-altitude side kick.

Before the orc with a broken leg fell to the ground, he was kicked in the lumbar spine on the back.

The second sound of bones breaking was heard, and the orc with a broken leg had his waist and abdomen bent greatly, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Zhou Leng stepped forward and smashed the side of the neck of the orc with a broken leg with one punch, then rolled over to avoid the attack of another orc.

"Well done! When dealing with orcs who are too strong, use your legs and feet more." Zhang Xinglie praised and reminded.

Zhou Leng also knew very well that after perfecting the Dielang Palm, he had been strengthening his practice of the Feiyun Leg.

In terms of innate strength, the lethality of legs and feet is still slightly stronger than that of fists and palms.

Seven versus five.

(End of this chapter)