Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 141: Chasing the Beast
Zhou Leng knew that he was about to be exposed, so he let go of the orc's corpse, rushed over, aimed at the next orc's back, and punched him hard, gushing out his true energy.

Bang!
The orc's back collapsed and he fell forward, falling on the orc in front of him. Blood gushed out of his mouth and his body trembled as if with cramps.

"Enemy attack!"

The remaining four orcs who could move were like a group of people in chaos. They ran faster and faster while looking back.

Zhou Leng rushed forward and slapped the orc at the back.

The orc hurriedly swung his fist at Zhou Leng's palm.

Orcs have thick skin and strong bones, and he is in the middle stage of body refining. Even if he is seriously injured, he is strong enough to withstand an ordinary attack from Zhou Leng.

When his fists and palms collided, his body paused slightly.

“So weak…”

As soon as the orc had the thought, Zhou Leng used his second similar palm strike.

The orc was already contemptuous, so he rushed forward with his fist again.

The killing move is a thousand waves flooding the sea.

Zhou Leng pushed forward with his right arm, and his sleeves were instantly filled with true energy.

boom……

The entire passage seemed to be flooded by a huge tide, surging true energy gushed out of the cuffs, and the wind whistled.

Click...

The orc's already injured right arm was broken at the shoulder and flew out.

There was a wound on the shoulder, and blood was splattered everywhere.

"Ah..." The orc was in so much pain that he hit Zhou Leng with his left hand.

The passage was originally built for dwarves and was extremely narrow for orcs. The three orcs in front could only watch but could not do anything.

"Forget about him, let's go! This human is a little weird." The remaining three orcs ran quickly with the unconscious descendant of the demigod on their backs.

"They betrayed you." Zhou Leng retreated while provoking the one-armed orc in not very standard orc language.

"Ow..."

The armless orc fought madly for a while, but couldn't touch Zhou Leng, so he ran away like crazy and bumped into his companions.

His companion kicked him on the head and ran away.

Zhou Leng stepped forward and kicked him again, killing him, then continued to chase.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, the orc suddenly turned around, slightly bent his back, threw away the huge axe that was useless for fighting in the narrow passage, and attacked Zhou Leng with his bare hands.

This orc was more than two meters tall, several times bigger than Zhou Leng, with bulging muscles all over his body, and his arms were thicker than Zhou Leng's thighs.

He was in the late stage of body refining. Even though he was severely injured by the elf first and then encountered a big battle, his power was still undiminished. Every punch and kick was powerful and strong.

Zhou Leng observed carefully. This orc did not have diverse martial arts moves like humans. His attacks were straightforward, with only the same few moves used over and over again.

But orcs have long arms, great strength, great speed, and the fighting instincts of wild beasts.

In a place like this where they cannot use their body and footwork, the orcs actually have a great advantage.

Zhou Leng wanted to compare the strength of both sides, find the right opportunity, and use all his strength to use the "Da Jiang Ru Hai" to meet the orc's straight punch.

When the fists and palms collided, the orc's body shook, he took a half step back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The skin on the fingers was bloody, but the bones were intact.

Zhou Leng took four or five steps back, his arms numb and his blood boiling.

"What a great strength! Rage blood is slightly inferior to Qi blood, but the orcs' bodies are much stronger than humans..."

Zhou Leng judged that even if the opponent was seriously injured, he would most likely suffer fractures if hit, so he fought and retreated, not fighting him head-on.

"You go, I'll stop him."

The last two orcs ran farther and farther away, carrying the body of the demigod's descendant.

Zhou Leng gave up the idea of a quick victory and fought with the seriously injured orc in the late stage of body refining in the passage dimly lit by vines.

Don't be reckless, don't be greedy, just attack his wounds.

One minute, two minutes...

Three minutes, four minutes...

After fighting for seven minutes, the orc suddenly spurted out blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

The injuries accumulated from Zhou Leng's multiple attacks broke out completely.

His face turned pale, his legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground.

Zhou Leng kicked out and hit the orc's ear.

puff……

The orc twisted his head, blood mist spurted out of his mouth, and hit his head against the wall.

Zhou Leng rushed forward and punched the orc's neck twice, breaking his cervical vertebrae.

"call……"

Zhou Leng gently shook his sore arms and carefully examined his body.

He was just lightly hit by a few punches, not hit with full force, and his body was still covered with bruises.

This is when he is protected by true Qi.

The orcs in the late stage of body training are indeed ferocious.

Zhou Leng chased forward and stood at the junction of the passage and the cave, but did not rush into the cave.

In the cave ahead, a group of three-meter-tall earth giants trapped two orcs in a corner and punched them hard.

These two orcs in the late stage of body refining constantly devoured various blood and bones to strengthen themselves. Their bodies swelled up and they looked like crazy, hacking and killing earth giants.

After a full quarter of an hour, the bodies of more than twenty earth giants collapsed.

The two orcs were covered in blood and sat on the ground.

Zhou Leng rushed out.

The two orcs roared wildly and stood up to fight for their lives.

But after only a dozen moves, he was killed by Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng quickly rushed to the descendant of the demigod orc, smashed his heart with a punch, put on the witchcraft skin, sucked up the blood, and condensed a demigod blood essence.

Put away the witch skin and collect the loot.

The other orcs carried animal hide bags filled with ordinary items, with not much blood or bones left.

The demigod descendant not only had a medium-sized magic bag, which was several times more valuable than his own and the same size as Liang Baiyin's, but also contained a lot of blood bones, human pills, magic potions, and some map notes.

When Zhou Leng saw one of the bloody bones, he grabbed it in his hand.

Magic bags cannot enter other magic bags, so Zhou Leng first did a simple inventory and then replaced them with better medium-sized magic bags.

Zhou Leng held the blood bone in his hand, placed other elixirs, magic potions and blood bones that he knew and could eat in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

You don't need to look at anything else, just look at this pill and you will know that this orc is not ordinary and has a higher status than the demigod descendant killed last time.

This guy not only has 10 Yuan-boosting pills, but also 15 Zhuangti pills.

These 25 pills alone are worth 400 million.

Not to mention those precious potions and blood and bones.

Zhou Leng didn't recognize most of those blood and bones. He only knew two types that were useful to him.

One is the "Divine Marrow and Blood Bone". I had eaten one before in the Heavenly Stage Battlefield, and here there are three in total.

The other type is the one Zhou Leng has been holding in his hand.

Blood bones that are a hundred times more valuable than divine marrow blood bones and extremely rare, dragon marrow blood bones.

Zhou Leng took a closer look and his heartbeat quickened slightly.

This is a very famous and precious medicine in the ten realms.

Dragon marrow and blood bones are made by extracting the dragon bone marrow and the blood of the orc demigod descendants, and smelting them into one.

Although the effect after use is not as good as the blood body after being baptized by dragon blood, it can greatly enhance the ability of bone marrow and blood.

It is a 10% powerful blood magic body.

After using this blood bone and then being baptized by dragon blood, the effect of the giant dragon blood body will be enhanced.

The best time for humans to eat is the blood circulation period.

Because this period of time is when humans stimulate their blood and bone marrow most intensely, followed by the innate realm.

Now is the late stage of blood circulation.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment. Eating now might be risky, but if he didn't eat, he would probably die here if he met powerful orcs, the Trump chaebol, or Lou Feiqiong and others next.

However, this orc identity is too important.

Zhou Leng first dragged the orc's corpse back to the passage, and then poured the corpse-dissolving potion on it.

Return to the cave and find a secluded spot to sit.

He took a deep breath, broke open the dragon marrow, blood and bones, and put them into his mouth.

The strong smell of blood was like a raging fire, burning from the mouth down to the stomach.

Then, the flames spread to every part of his body.

Zhou Lengning concentrated his mind in meditation, practicing the Zhenhai Jue and contemplating the Zhenhai Tu.

The blood in the body surged, one red and one blue, rushing wildly.

The medicinal power of the dragon marrow, blood and bones completely dissolved, like a raging fire, surrounding the whole body.

The skin all over the body was red, as if it was in flames.

Slowly, a strange smell of sulfur flowed from the blood, through the pores, and emanated outwards.

Wisps of white mist dissipated.

The breath of the dragon burns the body.

If it were Zhou Leng a month ago, or any ordinary person in the late stage of blood circulation, they would be ignited by the dragon's breath and turned into charcoal at most three minutes.

However, Zhou Leng happened to have experienced the Red Lotus Hell of Fire.

And seven times in total.

The power of the Red Lotus Hellfire's flames was indeed not strong at the beginning, but its nature was far superior to the dragon's aura.

The dragon's aura raged in his body, but it could do nothing to Zhou Leng who had been tempered by the Red Lotus Prison of Fire.

Zhou Leng concentrated on cultivation.

A group of humans walked out of the passage and entered the hall.

"Hmm? Someone is practicing."

"It seems to be Zhou Leng next to Zhang Xinglie."

“I’m alone.”

Twelve humans and one dwarf, all covered in blood.

They all looked at the leader of the team, Lou Feiqiong.

Lou Feiqiong was wearing a camouflage uniform, had short black hair and a straight nose. Although he was not as angular as Zhang Xinglie, he was still handsome.

"Zhao Le, what do you think?" Lou Feiqiong looked at Zhou Leng in the smoke.

Zhao Le glanced at Zhou Leng, frowned for a long time, and sighed.

"From the perspective of individuals and the team, I suggest going the ruthless route. But from the perspective of a divine script master, I hope he survives. He may be the only one in human history who can pronounce divine script. If he dies here, humanity's divine script... no, even its martial arts progress may slow down."

"That's not all. Do you remember the full form of the three-dimensional divine text?"

Everyone shook their heads slightly.

Zhao Le continued, "Because I couldn't pronounce it, I didn't remember it either. If he can remember the full form of the divine text, it means that he can not only open up the study of divine text phonetics, but also the study of divine text holography. To be precise, with the pronunciation and full form of divine text, divine literature can be considered to have a basic prototype. He has the opportunity to become the only founder of divine literature."

Everyone was stunned, and then they realized how valuable the Divine Text Classroom was.

"What is this person like in his daily life? I don't know much about him." Lou Feiqiong said.

Zhao Le recalled the details of several encounters and said, "This person may be like Zhang Xinglie, unwilling to join our team. But he is very polite in what he says and does. Anyone who can be friends with Zhang Xinglie can't be that bad. You see, he has been practicing almost all the time along the way. Like Zhang Xinglie, he should be an ultimate warrior."

Lou Feiqiong looked at Zhou Leng, sighed softly, and said: "Since he is beneficial to all mankind and was framed by the Trump chaebol, I can't touch him."

A middle-aged man in his fifties said, "Master Lou, after all, it was the dwarves in their team who were shouting nonsense, causing us to lose several dwarf assistants..."

Lou Feiqiong raised his hand to stop him, saying, "I've said before, I'm fed up with you old generation who are cruel inside and tolerant outside. In the family, I have to listen to your elders, but outside, I have the final say."

"Yes!" The middle-aged man stepped back.

Zhao Le praised sincerely: "Mr. Lou, you are really broad-minded."

Lou Feiqiong laughed at himself and said, "What kind of mind..."

I just saw too many disgusting things and didn’t want to do the same thing.”

(End of this chapter)