Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 291 Mask
On the way, Zhou Leng checked the rankings of the six orc youths.

Beyond a thousand, a three-move level opponent.

Zhou Leng circled around, approaching from their blind spot, and only saw them when they were two hundred meters away.

Zhou Leng pretended not to see it, and only when the six orcs rushed over did he pretend to notice, showing a look of surprise.

The orcs became even more excited and sped up in unison.

Zhou Leng's acting skills are mediocre, and the orcs are not very intelligent.

This time, Zhou Leng did not kill them directly, but used them to test the Broken Void Finger.

One poke, one hole.

The orcs were strong and healthy, and at first they didn't care, but as the fight went on, they realized something was wrong.

Why is everyone covered in bloody holes, gushing blood that never stops and never heals?

They looked intently at Zhou Leng.

A look of terror, a compassionate heart, and ruthless methods.

Zhou Leng realized that the orcs had awakened and had already tested the results, so he launched a heavy attack.

After killing three orcs, the remaining three finally realized what was happening and fled in different directions.

Zhou Leng didn't give them a chance and caught up with them one by one.

He stabbed him in the back of the head and killed him instantly.

After collecting his spoils, Zhou Leng stood there, carefully recalling the battle.

"No wonder so few people focus on finger techniques."

"The biggest flaw in finger technique is that it cannot be used in direct confrontation."

“If someone throws a punch, I can take it with my fist, palm, or claws, but if I use finger techniques, the result is very likely that my finger will be broken.”

"Unless you release your true energy outwards in the future, you won't be able to unleash its powerful penetrating ability."

"However, finger techniques also have their advantages; they can be used to achieve unexpected victories..."

He glanced at the spoils one more time.

The orcs who can enter here are all of high status, and there are a total of six magic spirit bags.

However, they didn't have many treasures in their magic bags, only some blood bones, so it seems they had eaten everything they got in Hundred Peaks Valley.

Take out the sorcerer's hide obtained from the orcs, cover their wounds, and extract blood essence. Then go to the dwarven world to exchange it for money and battle merits.

Frugality is a traditional virtue.

Halfway through the refining process, Zhou Leng suddenly sensed something amiss with the Demon Spirit Bag.

After searching, they discovered that the high priest's badge of the Ice and Snow Cult was vibrating.

When you reach out and touch it, a kind of telepathic communication comes from inside.

"Help……"

At the same time, Zhou Leng vaguely sensed the general location of the other party, about 20 kilometers to the left and front.

Zhou Leng hesitated for a moment, then remembered the salary given to him by the Ice and Snow God Sect. He took out the High Priest Badge and put it on. Then he used the enchanted wristwatch as a mirror to look at himself. His face was completely covered, with only his eyes showing.

Slowly circulate your inner energy, letting it flow around your eyes to change your gaze and avoid being recognized as much as possible.

Gathering his inner energy, he strode towards the location of the distress call.

A short while later, two Ice and Snow Cult magic masters could be seen in the distance, standing in an artificial snow and ice field, fighting against four giants.

The two magic masters sensed the approach of the Ice and Snow Cult members and shouted for help.

The four giants looked over, and two of them split up and ran over, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to tremble.

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Leng recognized the two who had run over; they had once participated in the protection of the giant ancestors and had even patted him on the shoulder in a salute.

Zhou Leng said in a rough voice, "They are my subordinates. I ask my giant friends to stop. I know several giant friends."

"What good stuff could the Demon Worship Cult possibly have? We already knew you'd joined forces with the dragons," a giant shouted.

“We are the Ice and Snow Cult, not all of us are Demon Worshippers,” Zhou Leng said.

"in spite of!"

Once the giant's brute force kicked in, he acted recklessly.

Zhou Leng had long wanted to test the giants' strength, and said, "I don't want to fight to the death with you. Come at me one by one. I won't kill you."

The two giants exchanged a glance, hesitated for a moment, then one giant slowed his pace, letting the other go ahead.

The two of them actually believed it.

The giant in front ran up and threw a punch.

With ninety percent of his strength, Zhou Leng pushed forward with one palm, causing all rivers to flow into the sea.

The true energy roared, its momentum overwhelming.

There was a bang.

Both of them were shaken and took three steps back.

Zhou Leng glanced at the other party in surprise. Although the giants who could come here were all very strong, they shouldn't be this strong.

The two giants on the other side were even more confused, because the giant who threw the punch was a demigod giant with the bloodline of a demigod. Although he was not as good as Wan Shan Jia and Shan He Yuan, he was still a great master ranked more than 100th on the youth list.

How can someone be on par with a human?

"Again!" the giant roared.

"Come!"

Zhou Leng made another move, without resorting to fancy tricks, relying solely on hard punches and palm strikes.

The two exchanged blows, making loud thuds and kicking up clouds of dust.

Sometimes the giants forced Zhou Leng to retreat, and sometimes Zhou Leng forced the giants to retreat.

The two clashed head-on for over a hundred moves before Zhou Leng used all his palm power to force him back.

"We're even, how about it?"

“You’re a little stronger than me.” As an elite, the giant was very familiar with human fighting methods.

The previous fight was a head-on clash and only ended in a draw. If humans used various ingenious martial arts techniques, they would be no match for them at all.

"I'll try!"

Another giant, seeing an opportunity, disregarded the youthful rivalry and pounced to spar with Zhou Leng. Below the Grandmaster level, there are very few humans of the same realm who can fight giants to a standstill.

This giant was slightly weaker and only lasted for eighty moves before being forced back by Zhou Leng's nine-tenths of his power and true energy.

“You have the body of a giant!” he exclaimed.

“They are indeed friends,” said the other giant.

"stop!"

The two giants in the distance stopped fighting, looked at the two magic masters, and ran over.

"what happened?"

After the two giants who had fought each other finished explaining, the newcomer, not believing it, also sparred with Zhou Leng.

One of them lasted eighty moves, and the other lasted ninety moves, but neither of them was as good as the first giant.

How many times have you received blessings from your ancestors?

"Many times."

"Never mind, be careful yourself." Seeing that Zhou Leng didn't want to reveal his identity, the giant didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave.

As they walked, they tried to guess which human expert it was.

The two late-stage Life Force magic masters, dressed in black snowflake robes, ran over, glanced at the badge on Zhou Leng's chest, touched their foreheads with the middle three fingers of their right hands, and bowed deeply.

"Greetings, High Priest. Thank you for saving my life."

Zhou Leng returned the greeting with a forehead touch, without bowing or bending over.

“I am the Rock of the Snow Mountain, and he is the Feather of the Extreme Ice. If you had arrived any later, we might have perished at the hands of the giants,” the Rock of the Snow Mountain lamented.

"Who is the Snow Mountain Wolf to you?" Zhou Leng thought of the two demon spirit masters who had given him the salary from the Ice and Snow Cult.

"My brother."

"Ah."

"You are a human martial artist, and you know my brother. Could you be a subordinate of Master Frosthand?"

"What, do I need to introduce myself to you?" Zhou Leng deliberately remained indifferent.

The two immediately stood up straight and bowed their heads. Snow Mountain Rock said, "Please forgive me, I was too excited and forgot the rules. Rest assured, we can sense your priest's insignia and have no doubt about your identity."

High priests hold a position equivalent to Great Priests within the Ice and Snow Cult.

Above that are the legendary priests, equivalent to grandmasters.

Just as Zhou Leng was about to leave, he suddenly said, "What information have you all obtained? Share it with me."

Snow Mountain Rock hurriedly said, "You must be from humans or the Demon Worship Cult, so let me explain..."

The snow-capped mountain rocks slowly tell their story.

"On the surface, we will join forces with the Demon Masters, but in reality, we will act as the Demon Worship Cult to assist the Dark Wrath in eradicating humanity..."

"After all, we already knew that the number of participants in this youth competition had doubled, and we made ample preparations..."

"By the way, this is the special ice and snow card for this event. I wonder if you have one?"

Zhou said indifferently, "Do you think my identity would involve me in such a low-level collaboration? How could my identity in the human world be revealed because of a mere youth battle?"

“You’re right, but please accept it in case of any unforeseen circumstances. Dark Wrath is a madman; even if you have this Ice and Snow Card, he might still try to test you.”

Zhou Leng took the Ice and Snow Card and put it into his magic bag.

Snow Mountain Rock continued to recount the information he knew and the things he had seen along the way.

Finally, Snow Mountain Rock said, "Lord Dark Wrath is currently short of manpower and is about to undertake a small mountain assault. I've heard that a treasure that can enhance blood grows on that mountain. As a martial artist, you should need it. Why not cooperate with Lord Dark Wrath?"

Zhou Leng remained expressionless, but an idea popped into his mind.

While he was indeed inferior to Deep Dark Wrath, his lightness skill was enough to allow him to come and go as he pleased.

Although the dragon is powerful, its body is too heavy, and its flight speed is definitely not as fast as that of a martial artist who uses lightness skills.

Zhou Leng pondered for a moment and said, "I really don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but since there's a treasure involved, that's a different story. How about this, you give me a magical item or a mark so I can find you. I'll finish my business and then meet up with you."

"Yes."

Snow Mountain Rock took out a badge, then cast a spell and handed it to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng bid farewell to the two, took out the badge of the Azure Flame, sensed its location, and quickly headed there.

After running for hundreds of kilometers, we burst out of a forest and saw rows of magical cabins ahead.

Zhou Leng stopped and raised the emblem of the Crimson Flame.

A moment later, Azure Flame, surrounded by a gentle breeze and enveloped by wind magic, rushed close to the ground.

"We meet again, Zhou Leng."

“I agree to cooperate. But I need to borrow a celebrity mask to ensure that my identity will not be discovered.”

"Give it to you."

As Cang Feizhiyan spoke, he took out a red, white, and black mask and handed it to Zhou Leng.

Even if an innate magical artifact cannot be used in combat, its value is no less than 20 million.

Zhou Leng took it, and Cang Fei Zhi Yan then handed over a pair of animal skin gloves inlaid with high-energy crystals.

"These are magic gloves. Once you embed high-energy crystals in them, you can use most magical artifacts. They're included as a bonus."

"Thank you."

Zhou Leng put on the magic gloves, and Cang Fei Zhi Yan explained how to use the artist's mask.

Zhou Leng gradually adjusted and soon transformed into a young man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

He resembles Guan Canglong in appearance.

The power of magic permeates the entire body and can even alter the luster of the skin's surface.

Azure Flame handed out all the herbs in the Demon Spirit Bag; originally there were eight, now there were nine.

Zhou Leng took it.

After discussing the cooperation for a while, Zhou Leng asked him to purchase herbs from among the magic spirit masters, and he would then trade various items for them.

Azure Flame readily agreed.

After leaving the demon spirit master camp, Zhou Leng removed his performer mask and ran back to the human camp.

(End of this chapter)