Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 327 The Doorway
Miller had heard of Zhou Leng's reputation, but he neither underestimated him nor paid him too much attention.

After all, Xihai Wu was much stronger than Da, yet he still managed to defeat him soundly.

In his eyes, there was only Li Shenkong, and at most Shanheyuan.

"You must be Zhou Leng, right? Let's finish this quickly, I'm in a hurry!"

After Miller finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng had no idea what Miller meant. If they had met at any other time, he would have avoided the conversation and asked what was going on.

However, with Xu Qingjin nearby, his innate level combat destructive power is extremely strong, which will inevitably injure those nearby.

Zhou Leng was displeased. This Miller had no regard for ordinary people and was simply lawless!
His feet stomped on the ground, cracking the asphalt road. His body transformed into a series of afterimages, advancing like a mountain, heading straight for Miller.

Once they make a move, they go all out.

Miller, with his extensive experience, immediately sensed something was wrong when he saw Zhou Leng's speed, but he remained calm and composed, throwing out his right fist in preparation...

whoosh...

With a speed and movement that Miller couldn't even see, Zhou Leng rushed to Miller's side, dodging his punch, and then spread his right fingers to grab Miller's face.

Everyone present saw Zhou Leng continue to charge forward, lunge, bend over, and Miller, like a scarecrow, floated back and fell.

Zhou Leng pressed Miller's face with his right hand and slammed it against the asphalt road.

Miller's head slammed into the ground.

Boom!
Zhou Leng didn't stop; he grabbed Miller's head and slammed it three times.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The ground cracked open, and half of Miller's head was embedded in it.

Miller lay on his back, his eyes dim, his legs trembling slightly, like the legs of a frog that had been electrocuted.

Throughout the entire process, he was completely powerless to fight back.

"This is not a place for you to run wild, all of you lie down!"

Zhou Leng charged toward the Eagle Alliance martial arts students behind Miller, like a tiger among sheep, scratching faces and slamming the ground, one hit each, all beings are equal.

Finally, the heads of all the students at Pulin University were embedded in the asphalt road.

Several of the stronger ones, who were not completely unconscious, were still struggling to pull their heads out while in a daze.

Can't pull it out.

Zhou Leng said, "Call the school security department and make them compensate for the damage before you leave. Qingjin, let's go."

"Huh? Oh." Xu Qingjin still didn't know that this was a battle at the Innate level, and followed Zhou Leng forward in a daze.

Zhou Lengdao said, "These people are still attacking indiscriminately even though they see you. They are completely lawless."

"It's alright, it's alright, you did a good job." Xu Qingjin didn't expect Zhou Leng to do it for her, and smiled happily.

The two walked out of the main gate and had just reached the roadside when a ride-hailing car stopped.

Xu Qingjin glanced at the license plate and said, "This is the one."

"Okay, I'm getting on the bus. You can go to class now."

"Be careful, come back quickly after you're done, let's have lunch together." Xu Qingjin said casually, but her eyes were filled with worry.

"it is good."

Waving goodbye to Zhou Leng, Xu Qingjin slowly walked back.

Those people's heads were still embedded in the ground, and Zhou Leng's classmates were watching from the sidelines.

"This person seems to be the legendary number one Miller from Prin Martial Arts University. I remember he lost to Li Shenkong."

"No way, Princeton Martial Arts University is ranked third in the world. How could it be defeated by Zhou Leng in one move?"

"It shouldn't count as one move. Zhou Leng didn't use any martial arts moves at all. He just slapped him on the face and slammed him to the ground."

Wei Hong took out his phone and started recording a short video while walking around the person on the ground.

"Wake up, sleeping isn't allowed at the gate... Wake up, sleeping isn't allowed at the gate..."

Everyone laughed.

The students started filming and uploading the videos to short video platforms.

While filming, Feng Wenhao shouted, "These Eagle Alliance students are quite strange. They come to Ruda University to perform performance art and damage public property. Ruda University does not encourage this kind of behavior."

"You've taken all the bamboo shoots..."

Miller's videos, such as those from Wuhan University, were gradually posted online.

Some videos from Xihai Martial Arts University were circulated in group chats and were also posted online.

Zhou Leng sat in the passenger seat, closing his eyes to rest.

In his mind, divine runes spun, and transparent little figures appeared, performing various martial arts techniques.

Back then, while he was in bed, he learned Zhao Sheng Zhao Dongjun's "visualization boxing practice". Although it was not as good as formal training, his martial arts skills did not fall behind because he was bedridden.

When the car arrived at Xihai Wuda University, we walked through the gate without anyone stopping us.

Zhou Leng was visiting Xihai Martial Arts University for the first time and didn't want to make a big fuss. So he strolled around the campus, intending to find the Martial Arts Club or other clubs, fight them, and then leave.

The journey was deserted, and even when they encountered students, most of them were not martial arts students.

Zhou Leng glanced around and walked towards the tall outdoor martial arts arena.

In the martial arts era, the area of ​​the martial arts university is much larger than that of universities in the past.

The main reason is to establish multiple martial arts arenas.

Each martial arts arena is equivalent to a regular stadium, and some are even larger than stadiums.

Zhou Leng walked and looked around.

Xihai Martial Arts University truly lives up to its reputation as one of the top ten martial arts universities. Whether it's the size of the campus, the road planning, the greenery, or the buildings, it is indeed a level above the university.

Even the students' appearances are noticeably different.

Without prejudice, Xihai University's hardware and software are far superior to those of other universities.

Even viewed with prejudice, it's still a crushing defeat. A year ago, Zhou Leng might have felt regret, but now, having seen the world, he's no longer bound by these worldly notions of strength, weakness, and hierarchy.

My heart is the universe, my body is freedom.

Just then, two martial arts students hurriedly passed Zhou Leng.

"Hurry up, we're already too late."

"I heard that at first they only recruited martial arts masters from the whole school, but later they changed it to recruit all martial arts students from the whole school."

"I don't know what happened, but I heard it's something big."

"It's said that all the school leaders are busy handling important matters, and only the college leaders are present..."

Zhou Leng looked at the two of them, then gazed at the largest martial arts arena ahead.

At the entrance of the martial arts arena, some students walked quickly toward the gate.

Zhou Leng originally wanted to find martial arts students, and seeing that they had all gone to the Great Martial Arts Arena, he followed them in.

Zhou Leng, dressed in camouflage, a common sight among students, walked into the martial arts arena with the other students.

Step inside and look around.

It's not much different from a large stadium, with oval-shaped tiered seating on all four sides.

The audience seats were filled with thousands of students, ranging from freshmen to seniors.

Below the stands is a red 400-meter running track, which encloses a green arena filled with various ground-based fighting rings.

Zhou Leng did not walk towards the stands, but instead went to the edge of the track.

On the platform directly opposite, some teachers looked solemn.

Many students remained silent, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Just now, a teacher from the school administration office announced Miller's incredible victory over ten opponents.

The humiliation suffered by Xihai Martial Arts University three years later was repeated.

Some students had red eyes.

Zhou Leng looked around, not knowing what had happened or what the teachers on the stage had said.

Soon, some teachers and students looked at Zhou Leng.

Because all the students sat obediently in the audience seats, and the teachers were all near the podium.

Only one person was standing on the track at the main entrance, facing the podium.

Near the podium, many student council members were busy at work, their faces serious and focused.

With Xihai Martial Arts University suffering such a crushing defeat, the entire student union will not be able to rest from now on.

After a busy period, a student took a break, opened a bottle of water, gulped down half of it, and then stared blankly, exhausted.

"Hmm?" Mo Hai screwed on the cap of the water bottle and looked at the person directly opposite the podium.

The two were far apart, but the martial arts student was strong and had acquired the national supernatural power of resilience, so Mo Hai could see the person clearly at a glance.

Mo Hai, who was Zhou Leng's classmate and martial arts committee member in high school, was excellent in both academics and martial arts. He had invited Zhou Leng to his birthday party before, but Zhou Leng was not in Rucheng at the time and only replied after he returned.

“What about Zhou Leng…” Mo Hai said in a low voice.

He was considered a prodigy in high school, and he was still quite good at Xihai University.

Entering the early stage of body refinement in freshman year, there is potential for innate cultivation in the future.

He had been keeping an eye on Zhou Leng's martial arts index, and a few months ago, he discovered that Zhou Leng's martial arts index had reached 11.

This achievement caused a sensation among his old classmates.

Because Zhou Leng was the first in the class to reach a martial arts index of 11, and also the second person in the same graduating class, second only to Zhang Xinglie.

This made Zhou Leng not only somewhat famous among his classmates, but also gradually well-known in Rucheng, although he remained unknown nationwide.

“Zhou Leng? The Zhou Leng from Ru Da?” A friend of Mo Hai’s said, then looked carefully at the person in front of him.

He asked Mo Hai, "Was that person Zhou Leng?"

“Yes, it’s Zhou Leng. We were high school classmates,” Mo Hai said.

The man's expression changed, and he shouted, "Zhou Leng has come to the martial arts arena! Quickly report to the school leaders! Why did he have to come right after Miller left? There's definitely something wrong with him!"

Zhou Leng has grown too fast in the past few months. Although the students of Xihai Martial Arts University said that they were not afraid of Zhou Leng because of Shanheyuan, his martial arts index of 11 has put a lot of pressure on all the students, and they have been secretly paying attention to Zhou Leng.

After all, Zhou Leng had a somewhat delicate relationship with Xihai Martial Arts University, having injured students from the university on several occasions.

"Zhou Leng is really something!"

Soon someone reported the news to the podium.

The teachers and leaders on the podium looked closely at Zhou Leng, some even taking out their phones to zoom in for a closer look.

The group exchanged glances, their faces grim.

"Would Zhou Leng also be planning to establish the Innate Battle Path at our Xihai Martial Arts University?"

"It's very likely that he injured our students multiple times. Miller defeated the ten strongest ones and took advantage of Shanheyuan's absence to make his move."

"This Zhou Leng has gone too far. Does he really think my Xihai Martial Arts University has no one to rely on?"

A teacher walked up to the microphone on the stage, turned it on, coughed lightly, and looked at Zhou Leng.

"Hey student standing by the track, are you Zhou Leng from Rucheng Martial Arts University? If not, please return to the stands. If you are, please nod."

All eyes were on them.

Among the students at Xihai Martial Arts University, there were several who were friends of Zhang Xinglie, had eaten with Zhou Leng, and met with him multiple times.

They looked at Zhou Leng, puzzled. What was he doing here? Didn't he know that the entire school was furious?
Wen Jianyuan, who had once fought Zhou Leng in the gambling arena, trembled. He glanced at Zhou Leng and wondered why their body sizes were so different.
Before, it could only be described as a slightly stronger wolf, but now it looks like a tiger or bear.
He was seriously injured and spent more than half a year recuperating, but he has not yet recovered.

The students who had been defeated by Zhou Leng in the competition camp turned pale.

Zhou Leng nodded emphatically.

(End of this chapter)