Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 333 Apprenticeship
Monsters attack human cities, and humans never tolerate it.

Whenever an opportunity arises, they will infiltrate the Demon Prison to retaliate against the demons there—this is the counter-offensive.

Not equal, but a hundredfold or a thousandfold retaliation.

However, the Demon Prison is a harsh environment, making it difficult for ordinary Qi and Blood Realm cultivators to survive.

Generally, those with innate skill are quick to go and quick to return.

Zhou Leng had wanted to launch a counterattack for a long time.

Wang Boxiong said, "Before that, you should preside over the Guhe Initiation Ceremony and recruit disciples. At the same time, hone your martial arts skills, such as the killing move of the Overlapping Wave Palm, and try to improve it to another level."

Huang Jingqiu exclaimed, "Your palm technique seems to be at the pinnacle of divine skill; even I can't reach that level now."

Wang Boxiong said, "Then you two should have a friendly spar."

Zhou Leng thought to himself, "Perfect."

If it's true liquid innate, it's not very useful. Like that masked man, even if he goes all out, he can't withstand three of my palm strikes.

Huang Jingqiu is a Blood-Shock Innate Realm cultivator, which is a small realm higher than a True Liquid Innate Realm cultivator. Although he does not possess a special body, his realm is high.

Don't worry about accidentally killing someone.

"Please give me your guidance, Chief Instructor Huang." Zhou Leng politely clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute.

Huang Jingqiu stared at Zhou Leng, her eyes trembling slightly.

If it were any newly promoted Innate Realm expert, Huang Jingqiu would definitely beat them to a pulp, showing them what it means to respect one's seniors.

However, Zhou Leng's giant body is equivalent to a minor realm, plus the ancient river inheritance, he could easily kill an ordinary innate blood cultivator.

A child prodigy and a genius are not the same thing, nor are a genius and a great genius.

Zhou Leng is a typical genius.

A true genius, fighting opponents of higher levels is commonplace for him.

As the head instructor of a martial arts school, how could I face anyone at Ruda University if I lost to a freshman?

Huang Jingqiu activated the magical wristwatch and strode outside.

"You need me urgently? Okay, umm... it is indeed urgent, then I'll go right away... Master, Zhou Leng, I'm leaving, I have an urgent mission." Huang Jingqiu waved his hand with his back to the two of them and strode out.

Zhou Leng looked at Wang Boxiong helplessly.

"How about we give it a try?" Wang Boxiong gently shook his neck, his bones cracking.

He was a grandmaster and possessed an extraordinary physique.

Zhou Leng placed the magical wristwatch to his ear and walked quickly outside.

"Hey, Feng Wenhao, you need something? Okay, I'll be right there... Master, my friend has something urgent to attend to, I have to go now, talk to you later..."

Wang Boxiong looked at Zhou Leng with regret in his eyes.

Missed a golden opportunity.

You have to discipline your child early. If he continues to grow up like this, he won't be a match for you in ten years.

Wang Boxiong stood there, recalling how he met Zhou Leng.

"It's time for the innate to manifest."

Wang Boxiong made the phone call.

My mentor, Zhu Shiji.

"Teacher, it's me, Wang Boxiong."

"Yes, I heard you've been promoted to Grandmaster. I've been a bit busy lately, but congratulations!"

Where are you fishing? Any big catches today?

"Haha, I caught a big one today. I'm not bragging, but my fishing skills... cough cough... I was cultivating by the river and fishing on the side. It's strange, but as long as I finish cultivating for a while, the fish will bite."

Wang Boxiong asked, "Teacher, when you were at the peak of your Vitality stage, could you fight alone against more than a thousand Vitality and Body Refinement stage cultivators from Xihai Martial Arts University?"

"I'm not bragging, I can take two thousand. Back when I was in my prime, I used my innate battle path to conquer Jinjing. I easily broke through the entire city, from the main gate all the way to the back gate."

"How come I remember that you were halfway through the fight when Senior Chen Shaohuang stopped you?"

"Don't mention him to me, it's bad luck."

"When you were in your prime, could you severely injure a True Liquid Innate cultivator with a single palm strike using 80% of your strength?"

"I'm not just bragging..."

Wang Boxiong interrupted directly, "Did you have the Six Laws of Divine Power and the Twelve Pills of Protection when you were in your Vitality Stage?"

"No... um? Who?" The voice on the other end suddenly changed, from its previous joking tone to a serious one.

"Of course, it's your last disciple, Zhou Leng, my junior brother."

"Stop trying to extort me. I'm no longer accepting disciples. I wouldn't even consider the few people you've introduced over the years as nominal disciples."

"He is the senior disciple of the Ancient River Sect. If you want to learn the Ancient River Sect's techniques, you only have two paths. One is to become his senior disciple and learn diligently. The other is to become his teacher and learn as a disciple who guides others."

"You want me to take a little brat as my senior brother? Wang Boxiong, are you getting too big for your britches? How dare you say such a thing to our master?"

Wang Boxiong said, "I've already become his senior disciple. Next, I'll have to become the disciple of all the grandmasters, and I might even become the disciple of Senior Chen Shaohuang. If you don't accept this last disciple, I'll have Senior Chen Shaohuang accept him. Senior Chen has always thought highly of me and has been trying to persuade me to become his disciple in private."

There was a long silence on the other end.

Zhu Shiji said, "Hmm... In other words, if I take him as my disciple, that old bastard Chen Shaohuang will have to call me 'Master Uncle' when he sees me?"

"That's the theory."

"What's his name? Let me check. We should be more careful when accepting a disciple as our last disciple."

"Zhou Leng, a lot of information from the outside world is inaccurate. You can't find accurate information."

"I don't have enough permissions?"

"of course."

"Oh, you're on the protection list? That's interesting. Wait a minute."

Wang Boxiong waited quietly.

"Had been exposed to a psychoactive light?"

"As I've said before, the information from the outside world is inaccurate."

"Even a woman who spreads lies has a more accurate mouth than you," Zhu Shiji sneered.

Wang Boxiong did not answer.

"Hmm? Ma Xingkong's nephew? No wonder. Of all the disciples I've taken in, you're the only one who's always betraying me. Every time you contact me, it's never anything good."

"His four extraordinary bodies are almost complete." "Ever since I've known you, you've been able to make up all sorts of nonsense. No man in the world can match your deceitful tongue."

"Call Commander Chen Changyi and ask him what he thinks of Zhou Leng."

"Wait a minute, Xiao Chen may be a bit weak, but his heart isn't as dirty as yours."

Zhu Shiji hung up the phone.

Not long after, Zhu Shiji returned.

"You wouldn't be teaming up with Chen Changyi to lie to me, would you?"

"I don't believe you don't know about the Furukawa Research Institute."

"Yes, it's a big deal. I'd like to go and see it, but I've been too busy and haven't had the chance."

Wang Boxiong slowly said, "With Zhou Leng's help, Song Juesi has advanced to the Innate Realm."

"Little Song has advanced to the Innate Realm?"

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will advance to the Martial Saint level within ten years at most."

"Heh, young Song is not bad, but can he advance to Martial Saint in ten years? Is it as simple as it is for us old guys to get to this point?"

"Anyway, when fighting without true qi, none of the grandmaster envoys are a match for Elder Song, including me."

"Hmm... I'll think about it some more."

"No need to think about it, I'll accept it for you."

"You little bastard, can you stop ripping me off..."

Wang Boxiong hung up the phone.

Subsequently, Zhu Shiji sent a series of long voice messages in Wuxinli.

Wang Boxiong didn't order any of them.

He sent Zhou Leng a message.

"From now on, you are the last disciple of Martial Saint Zhu Shiji, my junior brother. After your teacher's anger subsides, buy some good cigarettes and wine, and I will take you to formally become his disciple. Remember to bring the disciple's gift after the ceremony; he has many good things in his possession."

Zhou Leng was filled with questions when he saw the message.

"Master, isn't this a bit too sudden? I've only ever seen Mr. Zhu on TV and online."

"It's not sudden. Find a backer sooner rather than later. If something happens, your senior brothers, sisters, and master will have an excuse to help. I'll inform the other fellow disciples first, and after the apprenticeship ceremony is completed, I'll add you to the Zhu Family Army group."

"Can't I think about it?"

“I’ve thought it all out for you two,” Wang Boxiong said.

Zhou Leng sighed helplessly, recalling the museum owner's nickname.

Wang Huaixiong.

Now that he's said this, he's completely blocked any way out.

Refusing would be tantamount to offending the entire Zhu Shiji lineage.

However, I do need to find a teacher among martial artists.

Originally, he intended to teach Master Song the Ancient River Kung Fu, and in return, Master Song would teach him other martial arts, so that they could be teacher and student, sharing the same master and disciple.

Now that we have an additional martial arts master as a mentor, it's not bad at all.

"Thank you, senior brother." Zhou Leng knew that Wang Boxiong was doing it for his own good.

If my uncle had had a martial arts master back then, he wouldn't have ended up like that.

Moreover, not every martial arts master is suitable for him.

Those martial saints who established martial cliques, I don't want to be chosen.

I've seen some videos before, including rankings of martial arts saints, stories of martial arts saints, etc. Zhu Shiji is a martial arts saint with low emotional intelligence. He is devoted to martial arts and does not care about worldly power and money.

Moreover, Zhu Shiji came from a commoner background, so many of his opinions were on the side of commoners.

He occasionally made statements criticizing the exploitation of ordinary martial artists by certain powerful clans.

Zhu Shiji did not establish a martial arts clique. He was a relatively leisurely martial arts master who, apart from having his own expansion company to support his cultivation, did not develop a large family power.

He often subsidized his disciples with his own money.

I heard that he once fought against a demonic demigod and killed him while severely wounded. He has rarely appeared in recent years.

I don't know if the injury has healed yet.

Zhu Shiji is a low-key and well-regarded martial arts master. Neither he nor his family has been involved in any major news.

Unlike the Zhao family, when Zhao Sheng frequently appeared in public, the Zhao family members had a good reputation.

However, in the last decade, the Zhao family has interfered extensively in various industries, incurring the wrath of both heaven and man, and many scandals have circulated in China.

This has led many people to believe that Zhao Sheng is accomplished in martial arts but inept at raising his children.

As Zhou Leng walked through the campus of Ruda University, he looked up and saw the world was bright and clear.

Insects crawl in the forest, feathers fall among the pines, a gentle breeze caresses the face, and sounds echo from near and far.

Because of their innate physical constitution, what they see and feel is incredibly detailed.

Zhou Leng contacted Xue Chengsong and asked for Guo Xiaohao and Liu Teng's addresses and phone numbers.

When Xue Chengsong first entered the Water Island Demon City last year, his father, Xue Tongming, arranged for two martial artists to accompany and protect him.

The two of them were ambushed by a monster. Guo Xiaohao shouted a warning before he died and was killed by the monster.

Zhou Leng always remembered it, but before advancing to the Innate Realm, he never took any action.

The first thing to do after advancing to the Innate Realm was to visit each of their homes and give each of their children three Replenishing Pills.

To fulfill the wish I had at that time.

At Xue Chengsong's home, the father and son were having dinner.

"Dad, guess what Zhou Leng asked me for today?"

"what?"

"Guo Xiaohao and Liu Teng's addresses and contact information."

"Hmm." Xue Tongming paused for a moment.

"I called the two widows and they said Zhou Leng sent three Qi-boosting pills to each of their children," Xue Chengsong said.

(End of this chapter)