Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 180: All Super
Some students have gotten used to it, while others feel their stomachs churning.

Deng Zhijue said: "Zhou Leng's body has undergone a qualitative change. He can hold on for a long time. He will go in first, and you will take turns."

Zhou Leng and the first group of classmates entered the beater.

Zhou Leng looked at the familiar beater.

The room was like a can, with mechanical arms wearing gloves densely packed in all directions.

Soon, the first student fell unconscious and was dragged out by the instructor and thrown on the mat.

Then, they were dragged out one by one.

When all the first group of people lay on the mat, Zhou Leng's beater was still making banging sounds.

"The second batch." Deng Zhijue said.

Soon, everyone in the second group lay on the mats.

"The third batch."

By the time the third group of people had laid down on the mats, Zhou Leng's beater was still banging, but the sound had changed slightly.

"The fourth batch."

As night fell, the fourth group of students went in straight ahead and came out sideways.

The students lying on the mats woke up one after another.

When the first group woke up, Zhou Leng's beater was ringing.

Until the fourth batch woke up, Zhou Leng's beater was still ringing.

Everyone stared blankly at the beater that looked like a black can and listened to the familiar but changed tone of the beater.

Suddenly, there was a click and the first strange sound appeared.

The instructors looked at each other and remained silent.

The students vaguely thought of a possibility and widened their eyes.

"Crack...knock..."

Strange noises appeared one after another, and the banging sounds of the beater hitting the body became less and less frequent.

zizi...

There was a strange sound, followed by a bang.

The beater suddenly stopped and puffs of black smoke rose up.

Zhou Leng quickly ran out of the smoke, coughing lightly.

Everyone stared at Zhou Leng.

The vest was torn to pieces and the shorts were slightly torn.

The skin all over his body was red with a hint of purple, and there was blood and swelling under the skin, but there was no wound at all.

Not at all.

This means that after hitting Zhou Leng for an hour with such crazy force, the machine didn't even scratch his skin.

The punching glove attack of the striker has surpassed the full force of the featherweight boxers of the old times.

A few curious students, with their gossipy hearts overcoming the physical pain, moved step by step to the door of the scrapped beater and looked inside.

Large pieces of the mechanical arms were broken and the gloves were toppled, like a giant passing through and an elephant trampling on people.

Zhou Leng found a place to sit down and circulate his qi and blood.

The red and purple skin slowly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Eventually, only a slight redness remains.

It feels like I just took a hot bath.

Zhou Leng stood up, his figure was tall and strong, his eyes were shining.

"Like a god of war..." Wei Hong sighed.

Feng Wenhao said: "A new achievement has been achieved, destroying the striking device."

Deng Zhijue said: "Send the scores to the group, everyone try to stay calm."

With just one sentence, everyone lost their composure and quickly picked up their phones to check the group messages.

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng’s result, who ranked first.

Sprint run, 150 points.

Dodge run, 135 points.

Weighted running, 148 points.

Obstacle race, 138 points.

Weightlifting, 185 points.

Punching power: 135 points.

Total amount of true Qi: 141 points.

Qi strength, 132 points.

Chi control, 115 points.

Luck weightlifting, 176 points.

Maximum attack intensity, 112 points.

Average attack intensity, 113 points.

Blocking and resistance to attack: 150 points.

Average score: 140.77 points.

Super score across the board.

Everyone watched carefully.

"Quan Chao... the first freshman Quan Chao in the history of Rucheng, right?"

"As strong as Shan Heyuan is, he still can't get full marks in dodging, running, chi strength, and chi control."

"Tomorrow, you'll be able to see the new rankings."

"What was the average score of Rao Mingxian, who ranked first in the University, last time?"

"115. His dodge and chi control didn't exceed the score."

"With this achievement, Zhou Leng should be able to enter the 'World Martial Arts Student Ranking' like Rao Mingxian, right?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Only the most outstanding martial arts students in the world can be on this list."

"Zhou Leng, you have to show us the world rankings when the time comes."

The others were covered in wounds, and just like before, they lay on mats to rest, and could only leave after they had recovered.

Zhou Leng found Deng Zhijue, said a few words to him, and left.

"Instructor, why did Zhou Leng leave? Didn't he want to have a good rest?" Wei Hong asked.

Deng Zhijue said: "He is going to the Advanced Martial Arts Hall to practice Qi."

"We've been taking tests all day, and we're all exhausted. How could he still have the energy?"

"Big beast!"

Zhou Leng entered the advanced martial arts hall, where several seniors were practicing.

After coming here many times, I became familiar with his face and became an acquaintance. After saying hello, I would walk towards the skin-slapping machine.

After each training session, Zhou Leng would return to the giant frost tree as soon as possible to practice his internal and external skills. Therefore, he didn't chat much with these people, and only had a few simple words each time.

Because I have the incantation rope and a complete set of 50-ton barbells and dumbbells, I gave up practicing related strength projects.

After a while, adjust the skin-slapping machine to the highest frequency.

The demonized swatters were like endless fly swatters, hitting every inch of the body from all directions.

Bang, bang, bang... the rapid explosions echoed throughout the martial arts hall.

The senior students who were practicing stopped and looked at the tapping device.

The display clearly shows 10 levels.

Top grade.

During the growth period, only gear 10 is used.

But Zhou Leng is only in the body refining stage.

The seniors looked at each other and went back to practice silently.

After walking out of the flapper, Zhou Leng looked at his red and swollen skin and frowned.

It was surprisingly just like a primary beater, not even breaking the skin.

Meditate to circulate qi and circulate blood to heal injuries.

Then, he put on the magic crotch protector he bought a few days ago and walked towards the advanced beater.

The gloves inside the ordinary punch are wrapped with sponge, similar to boxing gloves.

Advanced strikers have no sponge, but are filled with densely packed pure steel fists.

Zhou Leng touched the steel fist. It had a smooth surface, hard texture, and was much more powerful than the previous primary puncher.

The advanced striking device is a preparation for practicing hard skills, and needs to be protected by true qi before it can be used.

Zhou Leng looked at his metallic skin and used voice control.

"Beater, start first gear."

"Beep... The first gear is starting. Please be ready. This beater..."

After the striker finished talking, a pure steel fist came towards him.

Zhou Leng turned sideways to avoid it.

At the beginning, there are few fists, which are used to practice footwork and body movements.

Soon, the number of steel fists increased, appearing in all directions. There was no way to avoid them, and one could only hold his head and take them.

bang bang bang...

Pure steel fists rained down on the body.

No true energy was used.

Zhou Leng's body surface quickly became red, swollen and congested.

But no matter how hard the steel fist hit, it could not break the skin.

"Beater, start second gear."

"Beep... The second gear is starting..."

All the steel fists suddenly accelerated and doubled their strength.

At first, Zhou Leng couldn't feel any difference, but soon, he began to feel slight pain all over his body.

His eyes swept over the attacked parts of his body, and some of them finally broke the skin.

Densely packed pure steel fists attacked back and forth from all directions, as if being surrounded and beaten by a group of big men.

Protect your head with both hands and slowly turn your body, making sure that every part of your body is stressed as much as possible without leaving any blind spots.

Soon, his body was covered in blood, staining his steel fists red.

There was a thin layer of blood on the ground, covered with shoe prints.

Zhou Leng's eyes were steady as he continued to take the blows.

After experiencing the repeated hardships in the land of war, this ordinary pain from external injuries is like drizzling rain falling on the body.

Not long after, Zhou Leng shouted to stop, and the densely packed iron fists were retracted.

He looked down at the layer of half-dried blood on the ground, then looked at his body.

The skin was not torn but only covered with tiny wounds.

The mind can handle it, the body can handle it, but the blood loss is too much.

Zhou Leng, covered in blood, walked out of the advanced striking device, swallowed three blood-replenishing pills and three big-replenishing pills in one breath, and then took a body-strengthening pill, then sat in meditation on the spot to circulate blood and heal his wounds.

The wound closes quickly and regrows.

After healing, contact the people at the Advanced Martial Arts Hall and ask them to clean the striking device.

Zhou Leng didn't even take a shower, and headed towards the giant frost tree covered in blood.

The senior student in the body-building stage stopped practicing and watched Zhou Leng, who looked like a bloody man, disappear at the gate.

"its not right……"

Everyone walked quickly to the advanced hitting machine and looked at the pool of blood on the ground and the bloodstains on the steel fist.

"Except for the fact that there's a bit too much blood, everything is normal, right?"

"Very unusual."

"If it was the Qi protecting the body, there wouldn't be so much blood loss, because the Qi can seal the wound."

"Since so much blood has been shed, there are only two possibilities. One is that he has practiced hard Qigong, and the other is that he has no Qi and his body just resists it."

"Hard Qigong is very powerful. A high-level hitter at level two can't possibly cause so much blood. It must be at least level four."

"I asked him the day before yesterday, and he said he hadn't started learning hard qigong yet. It would take ten days or half a month before he could choose to practice hard qigong."

"That is to say, firstly, he had no luck, and secondly, he didn't use any hard Qigong. He really just resisted with his physical body."

"impossible."

"We are all veterans, we have practiced for so many years, can't we tell the difference?"

"This kid's body surpasses all of us?"

“Far beyond.”

"This kid has great potential. Let's invite him to join us in a few days. If we don't invite him now, it will be too late."

"Yes, this guy has great potential. With him, we can join forces to defeat the demons and monsters in the early stage of vitality."

Under the cover of night, Zhou Leng walked into Xiaoru Village.

For example, outside the city, in the basement of a deserted town, demon worshippers carved one summoning magic array after another.

Next to the summoning magic array, Shen Jun sent a message to alert his subordinates lurking in Rucheng.

Tomorrow, I will take advantage of the chaos, find the assassination target, and disguise myself as a mermaid to commit the crime.

In the direction of the West Sea Demon City, sea monsters attacked from all sides, breaking through the human race’s defense line after line.

Groups of sporadic sirens swam secretly towards different cities along the dense network of waters along the Yangtze River.

A team of royal blue-skinned humanoid sirens holding water-condensed tridents swam quickly towards Rucheng along a tributary of the Yangtze River.

In the villa, Tian Wenhu looked out the dark window and smoked a cigar.

At the martial arts hall, the injured students of Class 01 split into two groups.

One way goes back to the dormitory, and the other way goes home to rest.

Xu Qingjin sent a series of messages to Zhou Leng, saying that he had just finished the exam and was on his way home.

Tomorrow she has to go shopping with her mother and won't be able to study the divine text together.

Zhou Leng's high school friend Hu Yi leaned outside the taxi door, smoking silently and looking at Ruge Mountain not far away.

The stars in the night sky, the huge lights beside Ruge Mountain, and the flames of cigarette butts complement each other.

The taxi's radio was on, playing the evening news.

“…discussions on privatization of education and health care…widely listened to…”

Hu Yi finished smoking a cigarette, threw away the butt, stomped it out, and returned to the car.

(End of this chapter)