Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 163 Demon Lake
The students of Xihai Wuda looked at Zhou Leng, then at the two water balls without a drop of water, and remained silent.

The examiner was stunned for several seconds before saying, "Exceeding the standard!"

"How did you do it?"

"Zhou Leng, tell me!"

"Am I blind?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Song Juesi and the two innate instructors nodded heavily. These three were the only people in the audience who knew what was going on.

Zhou Leng put water into the empty beaker.

Not a drop was lost.

The examiner couldn't help but coughed and said, "Student Zhou Leng, tell me how you completed the last thrilling move."

Everyone stared at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng walked back and said, "It's nothing actually."

"When I was observing the Ninth Curve, I discovered a problem."

"If I'm in mid-air and suddenly get hit by a giant fist, what should I do?"

“I stopped at the entrance of the Ninth Tune the longest just to think about this question.”

"Finally, I came up with the most likely method. It may not work, but there is a chance."

"To be honest, it's not particularly difficult."

"I first assumed that every time the horizontal pole hit me and I jumped high into the air, I would be hit and fall down."

"Then, every time I jump, I should observe the surrounding environment and remember all the changes of stones, rotating drums, etc."

"Because many people have been hit repeatedly by the giant fist before, I can estimate the approximate force of the giant fist."

"Once the giant fist appears, I can judge the approximate landing point after being hit."

"Before the giant fist hit, I threw two water balls towards the landing point. Of course, I also had to consider the path of the nearby rocks to avoid the water balls being hit."

"When I fell, I was prepared. The roller was like flat ground to me, so I was able to stand up immediately."

"After that it was much easier, just slapping away the rocks and catching the water balls."

All students were silent.

One student said: "This process is very similar to the math teacher's problem-solving process. I understand every word he says, but I can never get it right when I do it myself."

Song Juesi said: "Zhou Leng's combat awareness is far beyond that of physical training, and should be no less than the late stage of vitality. If it were you, you might not be able to succeed even once in a hundred attempts."

"No wonder..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Neither martial arts will nor combat awareness is martial arts, but they often have a greater effect than martial arts.

"Wait, he's a freshman this year, how come he has such a strong fighting consciousness?"

"Heaven level."

"No wonder……"

The examiner said, "Zhou Leng passed all seven basic tests and exceeded the standard, thus obtaining one of the qualifications for graduation. Next, he will pass the practical test and the step-by-step test, and he will successfully enter the camp and graduate directly."

There are three tests in the competition camp: basic test and actual monster test. You need to defeat at least three people in the first stage.

However, the requirement for passing through the camp in one day is to defeat everyone on the first level.

"Zhou Leng, you don't want to walk through the camp in a day, do you?" a student couldn't help but ask loudly.

There was silence.

The examiner looked at Zhou Leng and said, "The normal practical test is to test actual combat monsters. You have to go out once a week to conduct actual combat and accumulate experience. Moreover, you must conduct at least one actual combat in the West Sea Demon City."

"If you pass through the camp in one day, you will be sent to the 'Devil Lake Prison' where the sirens are imprisoned, and you will complete the hunt for the sirens."

"The sirens in the prison are used for training and scientific research, and a small number are used to exchange prisoners. They know they will die, so they are even more vicious. And you are fighting alone, so the difficulty is much greater than that of ordinary actual combat monsters."

"If you apply for a day of camping, we will arrange for you to fly to Demon Lake Prison."

"Otherwise, you have to accumulate step by step."

Zhou Leng thought of the midterm exam in January and said, "I want to go out as soon as possible and apply for a one-day camp."

"Okay! Now you should gather your strength. We will request a magic helicopter to take you to the Magic Lake Prison."

The examiner said using the magic watch and applying to his superiors.

The students discussed in low voices.

"Do you think he can complete the practical test?"

"It's hard to say. In ordinary actual combat, even if you go to the West Sea Demon City, you may not necessarily go into the water and just fight on the edge. But in the Demon Lake Prison, you must fight by the water or even in the water."

"It depends on his technique. If it's a water technique, it will be better, but it will also be limited."

"If he succeeds in actual combat, then... all of you on the first step, be prepared to be challenged."

The students looked at the five middle-stage body refining students on the first step.

All five of them are elites.

One from Xihai Wuda, one disciple of a master, and three experts in the army.

"I'm excited to play against such a talent."

"Wei Xiangqian, you should be the last one to fight. Watch more and your chances of winning will be better."

"The five of you are equally strong. It won't have much impact on who comes first or last, but it will have a significant impact on Wei Xiangqian."

Everyone looked at Wei Xiangqian and other students from Xihai Wuda in silence.

The seven tests just now had a huge impact on their mentality.

Amid the crowd's whispered discussions, the examiner took Zhou Leng away, boarded the demonized helicopter, and flew to the Demon Lake Prison.

As soon as the helicopter left, a tall young man entered the test site. He had a long and thin face and a narrow chin, but he was strong and looked very heroic.

I saw the students and instructors walking out.

Li Yuanhe stopped a familiar instructor and asked, "Was there a student named Zhou Leng taking the test just now?"

"Yeah, it's a pity you didn't see it."

"What about people?"

"gone."

"What's gone?"

"He has to go through the camp in one day. He has gone to the Devil Lake Prison."

"Huh? He passed the seven tests? Wasn't it his first day in the camp?" Li Yuanhe couldn't believe it. "He didn't pass the test."

Li Yuanhe breathed a sigh of relief, but became even more confused.

"Why did you go to Demon Lake Prison if you didn't meet the standards? What happened?"

"Seven games exceeded the limit."

"Huh?" Li Yuanhe didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment before he understood.

Li Yuanhe asked: "The person you are talking about is called Zhou Leng, a new student at Ruda Martial Arts School?"

"That's him. He's the only freshman today. It's said that he's a friend of Mr. Song and saved him. Mr. Song also praised him highly."

Li Yuanhe stood there in a daze, racking his brains but unable to connect the neighbor brother who grew up with him with the seven exceeding standards and the one-day camp.

"Is this kid a genius on the same level as Zhang Xinglie?"

Li Yuanhe thought about it and sent a message to Zhang Xinglie, asking about Zhou Leng's recent situation.

The three of them grew up together. When Zhang Xinglie was young and was bullied, Li Yuanhe helped him several times.

Zhang Xinglie replied quickly, briefly explaining how Zhou Leng had made great progress, how he had entered the Heavenly Rank, and how he had become the joint senior brother of the eighteen schools.

When talking about the dwarf world, the details were omitted and only the general idea was given.

After reading it, Li Yuanhe smiled with relief.

I really didn't expect that Zhou Leng's experience in the past six months was even more ups and downs than his past four or five years.

"Uncle Zhou, Aunt Ma, and Uncle Ma..."

Li Yuanhe looked at the distant sky and muttered to himself.

The figure of Ma Xingkong appeared in his mind. It was thanks to the guidance and encouragement of Uncle Zhou Leng that he was able to truly reach the threshold of martial arts and master everything.

Especially after being admitted to a military academy, one’s accumulated experience will lead to great success.

It’s a pity that we will never see Ma Xingkong again, who always had a bright smile on his face.

Li Yuanhe clenched his fist lightly and sent a message to Zhou Leng.

"Congratulations on exceeding the target for seven games! But do things within your ability, don't rush for success, and proceed step by step. Your upper limit is not Xiantian, but Grandmaster, or even Martial Saint!"

Li Yuanhe did not flatter at all.

He had spent more time in the army than in military school in the past two years, and had met countless masters and geniuses.

Freshmen go through the camp once a day for half a year and are at least qualified to become a master.

The demonized helicopter left Rucheng, flew across the Yangtze River, flew a hundred kilometers to the southeast, and slowly slowed down behind the Zhenhai Army's defense line.

The propeller rumbled, blowing away the dust on the ground and landing in the Demon Lake Prison.

Led by the examiner and prison guards, Zhou Leng went to the Demon Lake.

The examiner explained as he walked.

"The Demon Lake is huge, and it houses a large number of sirens, including some mixed-blood sirens. If you enter directly, you will be attacked by them in droves."

"So, on the way, the prison had already brought three sea monsters in the middle stage of body refining and ten sea monsters in the early stage of body refining into the artificial lake."

“You will definitely find it difficult, but that’s how difficult it is to walk through the camp in a day.”

"Also, let me remind you that the sirens in the water and the sirens on land are two different kinds of monsters."

"You still have time to step back now."

The examiner and the prison guard looked at Zhou Leng together.

Three sirens in the middle stage of body refining and ten sirens in the early stage of body refining are extremely difficult to deal with, not to mention in the water, even on the ground.

Zhou Leng narrowed his eyes slightly, then relaxed his expression and said, "I've always wanted to kill the Siren, but unfortunately I never had the chance. Today is a good opportunity to give it a try."

"Just be prepared to get hurt. If you feel exhausted, remember to raise your hands and ask for help. If you are seriously injured, we will come down to rescue you directly."

"I understand." Zhou Leng said.

The guard asked, "Do you know anything about the Kraken?"

"I have read the Encyclopedia of Siren's at least twenty times since I was a child. I know all the information about sirens like the back of my hand." Zhou Leng said in a calm tone.

The prison guards nearby looked at each other and vaguely guessed a possibility.

Many children near the West Sea Demon City are like this.

"Among the sirens taking the exam this time, there is a half-blood siren and a mutant siren. You should be mentally prepared," said the examiner.

Zhou Leng nodded.

Half-blood sirens are usually a mix of humans and sirens, and occasionally there are half-bloods of demons and sirens.

Mutated sirens grow in polluted areas of the ocean.

Soon, the group arrived at an artificial lake.

The lake is about two hundred meters long and wide, neither too big nor too small, and the water is turbid.

It is surrounded by electric fences, and fully armed Zhenhai Army prison guards are standing at the door.

After some inspection, the gate of the artificial lake was opened.

"Once you enter, your life and death are at your own risk," said the examiner.

"Of course." Zhou Leng was not afraid at all. He even quickened his breathing slightly, his blood flowing rapidly, and his fighting spirit was strong.

"Okay, let's go in."

Zhou Leng walked through the gate and headed towards the artificial lake.

The edge of this artificial lake is made of cement and slopes gently down to the bottom of the lake.

Wow…

The calm surface of the lake began to surge with waves, and a large, turbulent current of water appeared, rapidly rushing towards Zhou Leng.

Through the not-so-clean lake water, a large dark shadow can be vaguely seen below.

Zhou Leng walked forward slowly and stood by the water.

Approaching the shallows, the dark figure stood up.

They were a bunch of strange-looking sea monsters.

More than half of the sirens are in pure fish form, except that they are larger, with more developed fins, ferocious heads and extremely sharp teeth.

The smallest sea monster in the early stage of body refining was three meters long, with scales all over its body as hard as iron.

The largest siren was a sea eel-like creature, six or seven meters long and as thick as a man could hug.

(End of this chapter)