Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 155 Drawing
Deng Zhijue stretched out his hands, and Zhou Leng also stretched out his hands. The two men faced each other, took a tight horse stance, and raised their hands upward.

"I will control my strength at the initial stage of body training, you come on." Deng Zhijue said.

Zhou Leng took a slow, deep breath and gathered all his strength.

He pushed the ground with his feet, tensed his whole body, and channeled the force throughout his body. His arms suddenly became thicker and he pushed his body forward.

Deng Zhijue's body swayed, and he was pushed back three steps by Zhou Leng. He then gathered all his strength to stop.

"Your harvest is quite big." Deng Zhijue looked at Zhou Leng's hands carefully again.

"I'm lucky."

"Come, let's fight on the spot. I will control the speed to that of the initial stage of body training." Deng Zhijue said.

The two men find a good position to stand, stand still with their feet, gather energy throughout their body, and do not release the energy outside, and only use their hands to attack.

At first, the two men attacked slowly, but gradually, their attacks became faster and faster.

The four arms of the two men turned into afterimages, and their palms and arms kept colliding, making crackling sounds.

Deng Zhijue has been strong for many years and is close to the innate level, so he has too much experience.

No matter how Zhou Leng attacked, it would be easily resolved.

Unlike Zhou Leng's unpredictable movements, Deng Zhijue's attacks were straightforward, vaguely similar to those of orc masters.

It may seem like a simple boxing move, but it is extremely practical.

Every punch has been tempered in actual combat.

"Okay." Deng Zhijue said, and the two of them stopped at the same time.

Deng Zhijue pondered for a moment and slowly began to comment.

"Your technique is still too complicated, but this is not a shortcoming, but a necessary step."

“Only by going through this complicated process and continuing to hone ourselves can we return to our roots.”

"However, your combat awareness has reached a critical point and is about to be formed. It was only half a year ago that I was close to the first level of combat awareness, 'Observation', because of a life-and-death battle."

"In fact, I just secretly improved your speed and combat awareness to test your ability to respond on the spot."

"I originally thought that your boxing techniques would be messed up."

"But from beginning to end, your punches were very steady."

"This is ten or even a hundred times more important than any strength, technique, or true energy."

"You are so young, but you were able to keep a clear mind and make the right decisions in the battle just now. This means..."

Deng Zhijue originally wanted to say that Zhou Leng had a strong will in martial arts, but when he thought of the poisonous light in his body, he changed the subject.

"This means that you are strong in spirit and determined. Very good. Keep it up. It won't be difficult to advance to the Xiantian stage! Come on, Qi Dou."

The two of them slowly extended four palms, with their palms pressed together.

"Full strength?" Zhou Leng asked.

“With all my strength.”

Zhou Leng was not polite at all and gathered all his inner energy.

Rumble…

As the true energy flowed, an extremely subtle but profound sound emanated from Zhou Leng's body.

As time passed, the sound became louder and louder, and the true energy became stronger and stronger.

The two men's clothes were shaking like waves, their sleeves were rolled up, their hair was standing on end, and mist was rising from their heads.

Under the feet of the two people, the dust shook and retreated in all directions, forming a circular and clean ground.

"Use it cleverly." Deng Zhijue said.

Zhou Leng immediately used his true Qi and displayed the various powers of Zhenhai Qi.

It may be like continuous waves, or surging undercurrents, or whirlpools of true energy, or both hardness and softness, or violent storms...

After a minute, Deng Zhijue said, "Slowly finish the exercise."

The two of them slowly gathered their true energy.

Zhou Leng looked at Deng Zhijue.

Deng Zhijue slowly recalled the process and commented again.

"Your Qi is so strong and powerful that it is unheard of in the late stage of blood circulation."

"Even those in the middle stage of body refining are mostly not as good as you."

"Perhaps with the help of the Heavenly Rank, your control over the True Qi is far superior to everyone else."

"To be honest, your grasp of some details is even better than mine."

Zhou Leng hurriedly said, "You are too kind, instructor."

Deng Zhijue said, "Be honest. During my four years at Wuda, my Qi control never exceeded 95 points, and I am not as good as you in experiencing the Heavenly Stage. It is normal for me to be worse than you. Your potential is already above mine."

"What I have to do is to take you through this journey."

"Also... there's no need to hide it. In the midterm exam in January, you should get into the top ten. If nothing unexpected happens, you might be second only to Shan Heyuan."

Zhou Leng said: "I saw that the people in the first echelon had a martial arts index of over nine, and they have entered the body refining stage. Even Rao Mingxian has already entered the early stage of body refining."

"Before, your physical and medicinal shortcomings were too severe, so naturally you couldn't compare to them. But now, most of your shortcomings have been made up. With the benefits of the Heavenly Rank and the Dwarf World, it's impossible for you to be inferior to even 50 million. My experience won't be wrong."

Zhou Leng nodded slightly. Without the actual test, his specific strength was not clear yet.

"Let's take a look at your daily data on weighted squats without Qi. What was your number before you entered the dwarf world?" Deng Zhijue asked.

"700 kilograms."

“Are you confident of 800 kilograms this time?”

"Have!"

Zhou Leng followed Deng Zhijue and walked into the class martial arts hall.

The students in Class 01 are using various equipment to exercise and sweat profusely.

"Zhou Leng?"

"Zhou Leng is back."

Everyone stopped and gathered around.

"Your skin looks like it's been oiled. You've gained a lot!"

"You've gotten stronger again. You're indeed a big beast."

"Tell me what the dwarf world is like."

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng with great interest.

Zhou Leng spread his hands and said, "This experience is a bit special. I have issued a gag order and cannot go into details." Wei Hong's eyes lit up and said, "The more this happens, the bigger the matter. It seems that you have gained a lot. Got it!"

Everyone nodded slightly.

Deng Zhijue said, "Continue practicing, let Zhou Leng try squatting. By the way, no more random photos and postings, understand?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and then shouted in unison.

"understand!"

Some smart classmates stared at Zhou Leng.

Obviously, something huge must have changed for Instructor Deng to say this.

Instructor Deng had never given a serious warning before.

"Start with 800 kilograms." Instructor Deng helped Zhou Leng install the magic barbell.

There was a sound of gasps from the whole audience, and several weak students were stunned when they heard this number.

Those students who came to watch the excitement were all excited.

"800 kilograms..."

"Let's start..."

"No wonder I can't let you take photos and spread them around..."

"In Rucheng, the strongest Xihai Wuda, except for Shanheyuan, the top few in daily weight training are only about 800 kilograms..."

"Our class is about to take off?"

Everyone watched quietly as Deng Zhijue stood behind Zhou Leng, lifted the 800-kilogram barbell with both hands, and slowly placed it on Zhou Leng's shoulders.

Deng Zhijue held the barbell lightly with both hands.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, slowly squatted down, and then slowly stood up.

Everyone's eyes gradually widened.

As Zhou Leng squatted and stood up, his leg muscles slowly swelled up, like a balloon being slowly inflated.

Between the skin and muscles, blood vessels protrude like earthworms.

Normally, the surface of the leg muscles is smooth.

But now, on the surface of the muscles, the muscle fibers are visible to the naked eye, clearly as silk.

It even gives people the illusion that these muscle fibers are standing upright and breaking through the skin.

To the beauty of muscles, there is an indescribable sense of oppression and explosiveness.

Every muscle seemed to be able to explode at any time, turning into surging power and injuring the enemy.

"This seems to be close to the legendary...muscles become silk threads. The next step is 'steel rock pattern'."

"I've only seen this kind of muscles in videos before. The shock and beauty are hard to imagine. I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes."

"I love you, can I touch you?"

"abnormal!"

"Zhou Leng has muscles that are like strings, and you perverts have eyes that are like strings..."

After Zhou Leng stood up, he sensed the weight of his body and said, "Add another hundred kilograms."

Deng Zhijue's gaze remained unchanged, and his moves were steady, adding 100 kilograms to each side.

Some students rolled their eyes. These instructors were truly more evil-minded than the other.

The students watched quietly as the 1000-kilogram barbell pressed down on Zhou Leng, holding their breath.

Not to mention the students from the martial arts school, even the freshmen from the main university have never reached this number in the first half of the semester.

Zhou Leng carried the magic barbell, squatted, stood up, squatted again, and stood up again...

Do it ten times in a row, place the barbell steadily on the barbell rack, and take a deep breath.

"Okay." Zhou Leng said.

"Awesome!" Wei Hong, Feng Wenhao and others cheered loudly.

This number definitely exceeds the ten major levels of martial arts and reaches the Yunhua Jinjing level.

After Zhou Leng's breathing became even, he did a 1000 kg squat with no energy again.

Do four sets in a row.

After four sets, Zhou Leng was breathing heavily and his whole body was red.

Because of the heavy weight, the muscles in my legs trembled slightly, as if I was being electrocuted.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng sat in meditation on the spot and circulated his Qi and blood.

After only three circulations of qi and blood, the muscles stop shaking, the numbness and soreness disappear, and the body returns to normal.

The classmates couldn't tell the depth of the matter, but Deng Zhijue was shocked.

This recovery ability is too strong.

Deng Zhijue said, “From now on, you will practice non-true qi here, and then go to the senior martial arts hall to practice true qi.”

The classmates looked at Zhou Leng with envy.

The scientific name of the senior martial arts hall is "Advanced Martial Arts Hall", which contains many heavy weights or high-skill magic equipment.

After all, Ruda is not Yunhua Jinjing. Even if it is a first-tier student, they can only reach the body refining stage in their senior year and rarely reach the vitality stage.

In each session, only a few people can surpass the first echelon and reach the stage of vitality.

Deng Zhijue nodded and said, "Very good, continue training and strive to be as powerful as a city by the time of the midterm exam."

Zhou Leng nodded gently and said, "By the way, instructor, Commander Chen of the Martial Arts Brigade gave me an invitation letter to the Second Lieutenant Battalion. In a few days, I may have to join the Ladder Second Lieutenant Battalion."

"Not the Warrant Officer Battalion? Oh, I see. Okay, you can just go there when the time comes." Deng Zhijue realized that Chen Shouhu was even more ruthless than Wang Boxiong, so he increased the intensity of Zhou Leng.

When the students heard the name "Second Lieutenant Camp", they were all stunned. After all, the Competition Camp of the Demon City Army was very famous.

Most of the students just dreamed of gaining experience in the non-commissioned officer camp, but who would have thought that Zhou Leng would go directly to the second lieutenant camp when he was a freshman.

"We should also work hard." Wei Hong said.

"Yeah, we can't let Zhou Leng fall behind too much. Don't let him graduate from the innate stage while we are still in the blood circulation stage."

"Try harder! Try to knock down... Zhou Leng's leg!"

"It's a bit difficult, maybe one finger..."

Zhou Leng and his classmates continued to train in the martial arts gym. Deng Zhijue reported the whole process to Wang Boxiong and told him about replacing the Buyuan Pills with Zhuangti Pills.

(End of this chapter)