Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 153 Secrecy
On the road to the palace, Rongchui and others jogged along following Zhou Leng, chatting in low voices.

"How is it? Did our ancestors protect Niu Bi? Tsk tsk, your muscles are becoming more and more like a dwarf..."

"I asked General Giant Furnace. When the Giant Trial comes, we will have a chance to participate..."

"When we have a holiday in a few days, we will go to your human world and you can take us around..."

Walking out of the palace, a black "Ming Di" demonized fighter plane was parked outside.

The fuselage is a graceful narrow triangle. Unlike ordinary fighter jets, it is longer and can carry multiple people.

Zhou Leng's eyes lit up. He had only seen this on TV or in videos before.

Because scientific and technological power is suppressed, high-end magical equipment is rare and expensive.

The demonized fighter jet combines the triple power of human technology, dwarf technology and the demon world, and possesses powerful capabilities.

The materials are scarce, the cost is high, and the time consumption is extremely long.

There are less than 500 of them in the whole world.

"Let's go back to Shuizhou Base first."

Zhou Leng and Rong Hammer waved goodbye.

Rongchui and others stood on the ground, looking at the Mingdi fighter plane rising vertically.

A huge roar resounded throughout the vicinity, and the demonized fighter plane became smaller and smaller, finally disappearing at the end of sight.

There was not much space on the Mingdi fighter plane and everyone was crowded together.

It was Zhou Leng’s first time to take a plane. Looking out the window, he saw blue sky and white clouds, and the ground was like a carpet.

Recalling the scenes of these days, I feel emotional.

Soon, the fighter plane descended, passed through the barrier between the two worlds, entered the Shuizhou Demon City, and then climbed and flew rapidly.

Previously, it took eight days to travel from the human race’s Shuizhou base to the Furnace of Flame.

When the fighter plane landed, Zhou Leng looked at the time.

Just over half an hour.

Connected to the Internet, various information popped up in Wuxin, but Zhou Leng didn't look at it for the time being.

As everyone got off the plane one after another, they saw a hundred soldiers from the Martial Arts Brigade holding magic crossbows, escorting everyone into an independent building.

The courtyard wall surrounding the building was covered with barbed wire, there were sentries standing on the roof, and searchlights were placed in the four corners.

Dense surveillance cameras are everywhere.

The walls of the room are covered with clear magic patterns.

Zhou Leng remembered the discussion on the Internet that every country has some rooms with extremely high confidentiality levels to prevent eavesdropping. It seems that this is the room.

Zhou Leng, Zhang Xinglie and everyone in Lou Feiqiong's team were taken into separate rooms.

After a simple body search, the soldier handed over a shielding bag, put Zhou Leng's magic bag into it, and asked Zhou Leng to hold it.

Zhou Leng walked into the room.

There were only two steel chairs and a steel table inside.

Apart from that, it is a square building with nothing in it, no surveillance, no one-way glass.

Zhou Leng sat for a while and then the door opened.

An old man in his sixties walked into the room, and the guard behind him closed the door from the outside.

Zhou Leng stood up and looked over.

There are strands of white hair among the old man’s black hair.

He is very strong, with slightly thin cheeks and an old face, but his eyes are bright and energetic.

"Junior Zhou Leng, greetings to General Chen."

The commander of the Seventh Division, Chen Changyi, nodded with a kind smile on his face. He looked at Zhou Leng carefully and nodded, "Heroes emerge young. Sit down."

Zhou Leng sat down only after Chen Changyi sat down across from him at the table.

"Tell me what happened briefly." Chen Changyi said.

Zhou Leng said: "I gained knowledge of divine texts in the ancient king's treasure. One part is the content of the orcs' notes, and the other part is the divine text inheritance of ancient ruins... The most important thing is the pronunciation, full form and meaning of twenty complete divine texts. Although I can't fully understand it, I have written it down. Not only the pronunciation of the divine text, but also the full-form three-dimensional picture of the divine text..."

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, Chen Changyi was speechless for a long time.

Chen Changyi did not study the divine text in depth, but as a master warrior, he had been learning the divine text on and off, and he also often paid attention to major news in the field of divine text.

"The pronunciation of the divine text... a full-scale stereogram..."

After Chen Changyi muttered to himself, he looked up at Zhou Leng and said, "So, the foundation of divine literature, which has been unclear for many years, is about to be laid?"

Zhou Leng said: "If the previous divine literature was 0.1, with the pronunciation and full form of divine text, divine literature is 0.99. It is only 1 away from that 0.01. However, the distance this 0.01 has to go may be farther than the previous 0.99."

"I almost understand. Whatever you want to do, we respect your personal decision." Chen Changyi said.

Zhou Leng was silent for a while, thinking about Julu's words.

Before you become a Grandmaster, protect yourself well.

Zhou Leng said: "I hope to anonymously contribute 20 pronunciations of divine texts and the full shape of divine texts. If you must publish them, then wait until I am promoted to Grandmaster. If I cannot reach Grandmaster, then... it will be decided by the country."

Chen Changyi opened his mouth and slowly closed it.

He thought of Zhou Leng's uncle Ma Xingkong and many more people.

Chen Changyi nodded and said, "Okay. Your life is precious. This is the best choice for you right now."

Zhou Leng said: "Then next, we will make a video. I will do the pronunciation during the video presentation, and then hand the video over to the Divine Script General Administration."

"Then...how do you accept the rewards from the country and the Divine Writing Bureau?"

"Send it anonymously to my Martial Arts City account, should this work?" Zhou Leng asked.

"Absolutely. If it's a special item, it will be handed over to you by the relevant personnel."

Chen Changyi thought about it again and said, "Do you want more rewards from the divine text field, cash rewards, or rewards from martial arts resources?"

"Martial arts resources."

"Yeah." Chen Changyi nodded slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Here is also a confidentiality agreement and a demon contract..."

Zhou Leng took a quick look and signed the confidentiality agreement and the demon spirit contract. Chen Changyi stood up and stretched out his right hand.

Zhou Leng hurriedly stretched out his hands to shake hands.

Unexpectedly, Chen Changyi also stretched out his left hand, gently clasped his hands, looked into Zhou Leng's eyes, and said slowly: "Some people forget the contributions you have made to mankind and the people, but there are always people who remember."

Zhou Leng felt a surge of heat in his chest.

"Thank you, General Chen."

"I'll have someone help you make a divine text video. Do you have any other requests?"

An old man and a young man looked at each other.

"No more." Zhou Leng said.

"Okay." Chen Changyi patted Zhou Leng's shoulder, turned and walked out of the room.

Not long after, a familiar lieutenant walked in.

"Lieutenant Luo."

"Lieutenant Zhou, please come with me to make the video." Luo Guanqiang said with a smile. Zhou Leng was ill in bed at the time, and it was he who went to inquire about the records.

Zhou Leng followed Luo Guanqiang and the technical staff of the Demon City Army to produce a divine text video.

Includes 120 face characters and pronunciations, 20 complete divine characters and pronunciations.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng wrote a learning experience and sent the content and notes of the orcs' sacred text to the Demon City Army.

After making the video, I asked the magician to check the medium-sized magic bag. There was no marking on it, which was the case for most orcs.

Zhou Leng walked out of the room and went to the lobby on the first floor.

Zhang Xinglie, Lou Feiqiong and others were there.

Zhang Xinglie saw Zhou Leng walk out steadily with a smile on his face.

Lou Feiqiong took the initiative to walk over and stretched out his right hand.

Zhou Leng hesitated and stretched out his right hand.

Lou Feiqiong smiled and shook his hand, saying, "Thank you for your help. I regret that we couldn't cooperate this time. I hope we will have the opportunity to join forces in the future to slay demons and monsters."

"Okay." Zhou Leng responded politely.

Lou Feiqiong, Zhao Le and others turned and left.

Zhang Xinglie walked over, looked at the two people's backs, and said, "Do you know what Zhao Le said to me?"

"what?"

"He said that when you were in the Ancient King's Treasure, their team saw you meditating and practicing in a place. Your whole body was red, and you were surrounded by mist and had a sulfur smell."

"Someone wanted to harm you, but Lou Feiqiong and Zhao Le tried to stop them. Because Zhao Le said that the knowledge you mastered in the Divine Text Classroom would be of great help to the entire human martial arts."

"Later, orcs passed by and they helped you drive them away. They left just as you were about to wake up."

Zhou Leng immediately remembered that when he took the dragon marrow, blood and bones, his whole body turned red and was surrounded by mist.

When I opened the magic watch, I saw that Lou Feiqiong and Zhao Le's networks were indeed nearby.

It was also after that that he encountered no enemies along the way, and finally met Lou Feiqiong and his men fighting against orcs, and he went to help them.

Zhou Leng nodded, and his gaze as he looked at Lou Feiqiong's back changed slightly.

As the two walked out, Zhang Xinglie asked, "Next, are we going to prepare for the Giant Trial?"

"Yes. It's best to be in the body training stage."

"Then, do I need to put some pressure on it?" Zhang Xinglie asked.

"Hmm?" Zhou Leng took a closer look at Zhang Xinglie. His aura suddenly increased, and he advanced to the late stage of body refining silently.

"What on earth did you eat growing up?" Zhou Leng looked at his old friend carefully.

Zhang Xinglie spread his hands and said, "First the light of the ancient gods, then the protection of our ancestors, plus your divine fruit and the harvest along the way, my body has grown very fast. Although I haven't comprehended the power of iron skin, overall, it is stronger than the primary iron skin."

"Abnormal." Zhou Leng shook his head. Geniuses can indeed make unimaginable progress at any time.

Zhang Xinglie said: "I will go back to Xiongcheng and collect the fighting techniques for fighting giants, and then I will send them to you."

"Okay. I'll also find an instructor to learn from. I heard that when dealing with giants, more emphasis is placed on leg techniques and joint techniques. Only after you are promoted to the innate level, the destructive intensity of your martial arts will increase dramatically, and you won't need these techniques anymore."

"Yes, in the next period of time, you need to practice more leg techniques and joint techniques. You need to strengthen your leg techniques." Zhang Xinglie said.

Zhou Leng nodded: "My stacking wave palm is close to the limit, and I am strengthening my leg skills."

Zhang Xinglie looked around and whispered, "Remember, before you advance to the Xiantian realm, you must cultivate at least one kind of internal energy or martial arts to the extreme level, that is, to the level of the God."

"Okay." Zhou Leng said.

At this time, Chen Shouhu stood not far away and shouted, "Zhang Xinglie, are you going back to Xiongjing now, or are you going back in a few days?"

Zhang Xinglie was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood and said, "The sooner the better."

"Old man Chen is going to Xiongjing and will give you a ride along the way." said Chen Shouhu.

"Okay, thank you General Chen!" Zhang Xinglie turned around and said, "Thanks to you, I'm leaving now."

"See you at the Giant Trial!" Zhou Leng said.

"See you at the Giant Trial!" Zhang Xinglie laughed with his white teeth showing, waved his hand, and ran over quickly.

"You take him there." Chen Shouhu asked his subordinates to take Zhang Xinglie away.

"Zhou Leng, what about you?" Chen Shouhu asked.

"I'm going back to Rucheng."

"I have something to do, let's go together."

"Okay, thank you General Chen." Zhou Leng said.

Zhou Leng followed Chen Shouhu and got on a military vehicle with the license plate number 009, driving to the outside of the Shuizhou base.

The roar of fighter planes was heard.

Zhou Leng looked at the car door, tentatively pressed an electric button, and the window fell down.

I went close to the window and looked up at the sky. I saw a black Mingdi fighter plane flying straight to the north.

(End of this chapter)