Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 167 Gas Shock
Wei Xiangqian and the other five people on the first step had gloomy faces, some smiled helplessly, and some looked indifferent.

If you are really outnumbered five to one, the face loss is not a big deal. What is more painful is to be punished by your master or superior when you return home.

As the strongest person in the Second Lieutenant Camp of Xihai Wuda, Wei Xiangqian is under a hundred times more pressure than the other four.

"How do you five arrange your order?" the examiner asked.

The five of them had already agreed to let Wei Xiangqian be the last one.

The five people are equally strong. Grandmaster's disciple Tan Kaijie is unwilling to take advantage of others and wants to compete with Zhou Leng, who is in the best condition, in the first game.

After a while, the examiner announced the start of the ladder test, and the test continued without a break.

The students and instructors in the audience immediately smiled and looked at the arena with great interest.

When the time came, Zhou Leng and Tan Kaijie walked onto the stage from both sides.

Both sides saluted with fists.

"please."

"please."

Starting from the body refining stage, a warrior's destructive power increases greatly, and he often suffers serious injuries.

Zhou Leng had no grudges against this man, so he said, "You and I are both human, and although we have to compare who is better, we should try to stop at a certain point."

Tan Kaijie didn't expect that Zhou Leng, whose strength far exceeded that of everyone in the Second Lieutenant Battalion, would take the initiative to stop. His guard disappeared, and he also clasped his fists and said, "That's enough."

The people from Xihai Wuda frowned slightly. This was not good news for Wei Xiangqian.

Zhou Leng gathered enough internal energy, but he didn't use it with all his strength, and threw a straight punch.

Punch to show respect.

Upon seeing this, Tan Kaijie also gathered his internal energy and did not release any force externally, and also threw a punch.

The two men punched each other, but because they didn't use their full strength, their arms shook and they each took a step back.

Then, the two of them changed their gazes, stepped forward, stared at each other, and walked quickly.

Tan Kaijie observed Zhou Leng carefully and did not take a step forward.

Zhou Leng recalled that during the fight at the entrance of the mine in Shuizhou Magic City, although old man Song Juesi participated in the fight, he was very concerned about the moral principles of the martial arts world and did not use his full strength.

So, I decided to learn from Mr. Song.

The strength was controlled at about 60% to 70%, close to the strength of Wei Xiangqian's Qi weightlifting.

When the two fought, both Tan Kaijie and the audience found that Zhou Leng did not use his full strength.

Tan Kaijie went all out and punched back.

Zhou Leng took the initiative with the Dielang Palm and attacked continuously with the Bagua Step.

As soon as Zhou Leng made a move, Song Juesi saw the clue and nodded slightly.

Some instructors and students also secretly praised him for being able to kill the sirens but still maintaining morality towards his weaker compatriots, which showed his extraordinary magnanimity.

After ten moves, Zhou Leng suddenly stomped the ground with his right foot.

There was a loud bang, echoing throughout the venue.

Everyone's eyes widened, realizing that Zhou Leng was going to attack with all his strength.

Tan Kaijie's expression also changed and he stepped back to defend.

Zhou Leng shook his upper body slightly, using basic body movements to dodge and interfere with the opponent's attack.

At the same time, his feet rushed straight towards Tan Kaijie.

As soon as it got closer, it was like a plain river entering the sea.

Tan Kaijie clearly wanted to escape, but was horrified to find that Zhou Leng's right palm seemed to have turned into a rolling river tide, and he had no way to escape.

He had no choice but to bend down suddenly and kick Zhou Leng's left leg.

Zhou Leng moved his feet and dodged, then used another move, "The River Flows into the Sea", pushing straight forward.

Tan Kaijie rolled on the ground and dodged again.

Zhou Leng rushed forward, and the third move was still "The River Flows into the Sea".

However, Tan Kaijie only felt that the river tide was rolling and difficult to resist. His momentum weakened and he kept dodging.

It was not until he dodged the seventh palm that the sighs from the audience suddenly woke him up.

His face turned red and his expression became stern.

When Zhou Leng's eighth palm was pushed towards him like a river flowing into the sea, he moved forward diagonally, smashed Zhou Leng's wrist with his left arm, and slammed Zhou Leng's cheek with his right fist.

Zhou Leng immediately changed his tactics, turning his palms into claws and grabbing both of Tan Kaijie's fists at the same time.

Tan Kaijie was horrified and was about to withdraw his punch.

Zhou Leng's body and arms were like waves. He shook suddenly and his true energy surged.

Tan Kaijie's arms were shaking like waves along with Zhou Leng's, and then his body started shaking as well.

All his strength was instantly dispersed by the surging force, and his body was like floating in the air with nowhere to gain support.

Zhou Leng then swung him sideways, and Tan Kaijie fell to the ground like a ball of dough, rolled a few times, and then stood up suddenly.

He looked at Zhou Leng, standing there in a daze, recalling what had just happened.

Song Juesi and Li Yuanhe smiled slightly. They had both used this shaking technique during lunch break, which had repeatedly frustrated Zhou Leng.

"Thank you." Zhou Leng clasped his fists.

"Awesome!" Tan Kaijie quickly understood the reason. He didn't expect the gap to be so big.

Then, the second one came on stage.

"That's it."

"That's it."

This time, Zhou Leng did the same as last time. In the first ten moves, he only maintained his strength at 60% to 70%. After ten moves, he stomped his feet to warn, and then attacked with all his strength.

In the end, he defeated his opponent by also relying on his powerful Qi control.

The same goes for the third person.

The fourth person was a big bearded man. He clasped his fists and said, "I know I am far inferior to you. I also major in palm techniques, but I hope to fight you with all my strength for three palms. How do you think?"

"Okay." Zhou Leng said.

Zhou Leng thought that he could shatter the arm of a sea monster in the middle stage of body refining with one palm. If he really used all his strength, the man's arm would be directly disabled.

So, he pushed out with his palm, using only 80% of his strength.

The big man responded with a slap that was 100% sure.

The two men's true energy surged, their arms struck out, and their palms collided with a loud bang.

bang...

The true energy exploded.

Zhou Leng remained motionless.

The big man fell backwards, his entire right sleeve exploded into pieces, revealing his strong muscles.

After falling to the ground, he couldn't control his body, and with a cry, he rolled out of the ropes and fell outside the field.

He stood up with difficulty.

Everyone looked at his right arm, which was red and swollen, as if it had been stung by a swarm of bees.

Everyone remembered Zhou Leng smashing a brick into powder, and they immediately understood that Zhou Leng was not only holding back his strength, but also spreading his inner energy.

Otherwise, if the true Qi was even slightly concentrated, the blood vessels in this man's right arm would be severed.

"How much of your strength did you use?" the big man couldn't help but ask.

"Eighty percent." Zhou Leng said.

"Bullshit." He said, with a dark face, and ran to a Xiantian instructor, "Instructor, save my life."

Everyone laughed.

The innate instructor smiled and pressed his hand against his palm. The innate true energy flowed continuously, and the swelling shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Leng stood in the center of the ring, looking at Wei Xiangqian who was walking towards him.

Zhou Leng stood up straight with a calm expression, and said, "We both know why you participated in the test this morning. If you admit defeat now, everything will be fine. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop."

"Students of Xihai Wuda University can lose, but they will not lose without a fight," said Wei Xiangqian.

"Please." Zhou Leng clasped his fists.

"Please." Wei Xiangqian said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Xiangqian actually took the initiative to punch Zhou Leng. He did not use any fake moves, but instead launched a fast and fierce spiral punch.

The true energy even made a slight sound of breaking through the air in front of his fist. He was worthy of the reputation of being one of the top ten students in martial arts.

Zhou Leng stomped the ground with his right foot, his body shook suddenly, and he pushed out his palm.

Everyone saw Zhou Leng's sleeves shaking, creating a strong wind, like many whips waving around, making a dense whistling sound.

The inexplicable power of Zhenhai true energy rushed out of the right palm in a vibrating manner.

Fists and palms meet.

With a bang, the two stopped.

Wei Xiangqian's body suddenly shook as if he had been electrocuted. He stood still with a dull expression.

His exposed skin suddenly turned red, and dense beads of sweat squeezed out of his pores.

The water droplets are round and the size of soybeans, completely different from ordinary sweat.

Her face seemed to be wearing a mask made of water droplets, so dense that it made people feel creepy.

The qi shocks and the beads leak out.

The beads of sweat under the clothes were clearly visible, but they did not wet the clothes for the time being.

The beads of sweat stayed for a moment, then gathered into a stream and slowly flowed down.

Wei Xiangqian's face was like a glass window under a rainstorm.

The clothes got soaked instantly.

Zhou Leng turned around and walked out of the ring.

One step, two steps, three steps.

"Puff..." Wei Xiangqian opened his mouth and spit out blood. His body went limp and he fell to the ground.

The examiner hurried forward, took a closer look, breathed a sigh of relief, but was secretly shocked.

Zhou Leng's palm strike just now actually dispersed all the true energy and blood in Wei Xiangqian's body, severely injuring him.

It even shook the water out of his body.

Although his foundation is not damaged, he will have to stay in bed for at least a month and another three months to recover.

Song Juesi nodded slightly.

Generally speaking, after the growth period, the Qi, blood and body are united, so that ordinary techniques such as shaking and trembling can be further improved and penetrate the enemy's body.

Song Juesi devoted himself to practice for many years, and only with his superb abilities could he use the true Qi at the Qi and Blood Realm.

Although Zhou Leng was just copying, he had no problem dealing with those in the Body Refining Stage.

Many people didn't know about the feud between Zhou Leng and Xihai Wuda, so they asked about it.

Soon, everyone knew about the commendation conference of No. 8 Middle School and expressed their feelings.

"Xihai Wuda missed a good seedling at the level of Yunhua Jinjing."

"Not counting the first echelon, even if ordinary Yunhua Jinjing people who are in the early stage of body refining can win, it won't be so easy."

"The Qi shocks the beads, what a good trick..."

The students from Xihai Martial Arts University glanced at Zhou Leng's back, sighed, and ran towards Wei Xiangqian to check his injuries.

The examiner announced loudly: "According to the rules of the ladder second lieutenant competition camp, Zhou Leng successfully completed three tests and passed the camp in one day."

wow...

Warm applause echoed throughout the arena.

The bright light from the roof illuminated Zhou Leng and also illuminated Wei Xiangqian who was lying on the ground.

Li Yuanhe clapped his hands vigorously.

Many students looked at Zhou Leng.

It is a great honor to pass through the camp in one day.

If he were in the Demon City Army, he would definitely become a talent that all the armies would fight over.

The examiner took Zhou Leng out of the arena, into the office, and handed over a "competition camp resource supply" agreement.

In the next six months, Zhou Leng will receive a set of training resources every month according to his status as a first-tier cultivator, and an additional 20% will be given for each day of traveling through the camp.

Then the examiner handed over a resource sheet.

"From now on, every month, you can receive a quota of 3 cultivation resources. The quota is marked on the materials above. You just need to collect a quota of 3 every month."

Zhou Leng took the resource list and saw that it listed many elixirs and cultivation resources.

Buyuan Pills, 0.1 amount.

Zhuangti Pills, 0.2 amount.

Dahuan Dan, 1 quota (upper limit one).

Concentrating Mind Pill, 1 quota (upper limit ).

……

Zhou Leng made a rough calculation and found that 1 amount was basically equivalent to one million, but when exchanging for high-level resources, the actual value might double or even triple.

For example, the Soul-Concentrating Pill might not be available outside even if you spend three or four million, but here it only requires 1 credit.

Zhou Leng asked: "Excuse me, instructor, if you have this amount, how do you redeem it?"

The examiner smiled and said, "The upper limit of cultivation resources means that you can only redeem so many in total within six months."

(End of this chapter)