Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 403 Demonic War
Seeing Rao Mingxian's fury, Zhang Xiaoxiao was even happier, and continued to fight while mocking him.

The two continued fighting and shifting positions, getting further and further away from the others.

The others didn't interfere; they just watched from a distance.

Before long, the two were panting heavily, their strength almost completely exhausted.

"You can't kill me." Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled, her eyes clear yet malicious.

"I will definitely kill you," Rao Mingxian said through gritted teeth.

“If you kill me, Brother Zhou Leng and Brother Zhang Xinglie will definitely avenge me,” Zhang Xiaoxiao said.

Rao Mingxian was stunned, as if a cold water had been poured over his head, because he suddenly remembered that Mingzhu Zhihui wanted to kill Zhou Leng.

Rao Mingxian lowered his voice and said, "Mingzhu Zhihui is chasing Zhou Leng, but I'll let you go this time."

Zhang Xiaoxiao was about to mock Rao Mingxian for making excuses when Zhou Leng's image flashed before her eyes. She straightened up, lowered her guard, and said, "Next time, I will definitely kill you!"

"If we meet again, you'll be the one who's dead."

Rao Mingxian ate a piece of ancient tree fossil and strode towards Gong Futing.

"Senior Gong, important matters are at hand."

Gong Futing said helplessly, "You finally remembered. Let's go!"

Zhang Xiaoxiao watched Rao Mingxian's retreating figure, her brows furrowed slightly, and led the rest of Huang Mengpai to follow at a distance.

Suddenly, Xiao Yong emerged from a passageway and sniffed the surroundings like a puppy.

It looked around, chose a direction, and began to wriggle quickly.

Ahead, Zhou Leng ran and encountered monsters repeatedly.

At first, they killed any monsters they saw, but later they discovered even more powerful monsters, so they changed their strategy and used various methods to hide.

After inheriting the Starry Sky Treant legacy, one's senses become more acute, allowing them to detect demonic spells and effectively evade them.

Sometimes, even if you can't see it, you can still disrupt some spells by randomly poking and slashing with the True Qi of the Severing Finger when you pass by.

The most dangerous moment was when I encountered a powerful cultivator. Fortunately, I was light-footed and noticed the abnormal speed of the other party in advance, so I managed to dodge in time.

Running in a straight line would have been much faster, but in order to avoid powerful monsters and to confuse the radiance of the Bright Candle, they had to take a detour.

Several hours later, Zhou Leng arrived at a cave hall.

Ahead, some monsters stood.

One of the monsters looked familiar.

That flesh-and-blood war chariot.

The flesh-and-blood chariot that even the combined forces of Shanheyuan could not defeat.

He sat like a giant in a square mine cart, with densely packed bone legs growing beneath it.

Now, the Flesh and Blood Chariot is even more powerful, far surpassing the Bone Forging Innate stage, and has just advanced to the Muscle and Muscle stage.

Beside the chariot of flesh and blood stood a candle-bearer, his arms covered with burning flesh and blood candles.

On each of his shoulders, a candle of flesh and blood burned.

The candlelight burst forth in his eyes.

Lord of Shattered Candle City, Radiant Candle.

Behind the two stood a group of demons of varying strengths.

Zhou Leng immediately realized that the other party had used magic to detect his movements and lay in ambush here in advance.

Bright Candlelight slowly said, "You should know of my existence. The Demon Academy of Shattered Candle City was burned down by you and Shanheyuan, wasn't it?"

"Yes."

"Then you should know why I'm here. There's no point in wasting words; let's die here today!"

After Mingzhu Zhihui finished speaking, flames engulfed his body, his form swelled, and he strode towards Zhou Leng.

With each step he took, the flames around him intensified, until finally, all the flames converged in his arms, transforming into two flaming longswords.

Behind him, two demonic eyes, each the size of a human head, appeared, dark and sinister.

Demon Warrior.

They can use magic and also engage in close combat.

The flesh-and-blood chariot smiled and said, "Lord Bright Candlelight, I will cover your retreat. If this Zhou Leng is as powerful as he says, I will lend you a hand."

The radiance of the bright candle did not answer. Its arms hung down, and two flaming swords slashed across the ground, leaving two walls of fire behind it.

"May the bright candle burn forever, and may the demon's radiance shine eternally."

Bright Candlelight recited the family inscription, brandishing his flaming sword as he charged towards Zhou Leng.

The flaming sword shone brightly. Zhou Leng remained vigilant and did not choose to confront it head-on. Instead, he dodged continuously and occasionally attacked to test the waters.

After all, Mingzhu Zhihui not only had a higher cultivation level than him, but also possessed the bloodline of a demigod, equivalent to a newly promoted innate muscular physique.

A moment of carelessness could result in serious injury or even death.

At first, Bright Candlelight did not cast any spells; it simply attacked with its flaming sword.

As a martial artist, Zhou Leng's footwork and movement techniques were already superb, so he was always able to dodge.

After a dozen or so moves, Zhou Leng looked at the Flaming Sword with a puzzled expression.

The flaming sword looked impressive, but for some reason, it didn't seem as hot as it actually was when it got close.

He couldn't help but recall Cang Fei Zhi Yan's words, and immediately realized that his Star Phoenix Returning Heaven Technique was also a kind of flame power, and of a very high rank, capable of suppressing ordinary flames.

So……

Zhou Leng feigned evasion, and at the very moment the Fiery Sword of Bright Candlelight missed its mark, he suddenly attacked. His blood energy surged like a thousand seas.

Unable to dodge the bright candlelight, he was struck on the left shoulder by a palm strike.

Magic shone on his left shoulder, protecting him, and the powerful impact sent him flying.

Zhou Leng seized the opportunity to move forward, his hands moving like afterimages, each move a perfect Heavenly Tide Palm.

The roaring sound was incessant.

Bright Candlelight wildly swung its flaming sword, retreating step by step, and was hit multiple times, but it withstood the blows thanks to its powerful protective magic.

"You are indeed very strong, but I am a demon warrior."

After Mingzhuzhihui finished speaking, the two demon eyes behind him simultaneously emitted black light.

A gravity spell pressed down, Zhou Leng's body sank, his attack stopped, and his feet sank into the ground.

A burst of illusory light erupted, its blinding radiance illuminating the area around the candlelight, flashing continuously, while simultaneously creating auditory and visual hallucinations.

The two spells are specifically designed for martial artists and have remarkable effects on them.

Zhou Leng's eyes could see through all illusions of the same realm, but Mingzhu Zhihui was at a higher realm and also had demigod blood.

This meant that Zhou Leng could only see through the illusions directly in front of him, but could not see or hear the illusions on his sides and behind him.

In Zhou Leng's eyes, the glow of the candle in front of him was a white, human figure.

The sides and behind him turned into a battlefield of demons, with all sorts of demons constantly attacking him. The light and shadow flickered, the sound roared, and the interference was immense.

The flesh-and-blood chariot exclaimed in sincere admiration, "Your Highness is indeed formidable. If I were to encounter Your Highness, I would undoubtedly lose. Under such intense gravity, he wouldn't last long!"

Zhou Leng's heart stirred, and he secretly withdrew a portion of his power, waiting for the right moment to unleash it.

Bright Candlelight brandished its flaming sword and attacked once more.

Due to the effects of gravity magic, Zhou Leng was fighting as if he were carrying a tank, and his movements were noticeably slow.

The light of the bright candle continued to advance, while Zhou Leng continued to retreat.

After more than a dozen moves, the Radiant Candle still hadn't managed to injure Zhou Leng.

The Flesh Chariot had to admit, "This human's martial arts skills are too strong. His combat awareness should have reached the first level of martial artist, the subtle observation level. I must say, his strength is not as good as mine, but his skills far surpass mine. Lord Bright Candle Radiance, you must go all out."

While attacking, Bright Candlelight said, "He is indeed beyond my expectations. Well then, I will go all out!"

Suddenly, the power of the gravity spell increased dramatically, and Zhou Leng's body sank abruptly.

At the same time, Zhou Leng had already dodged the tip of the Flame Sword, but it suddenly grew by a full half meter.

Even someone as powerful as Zhou Leng couldn't dodge the suddenly escalating flames of the sword in an instant.

The crimson, blazing blade swept across his right arm.

If this sword were to fall on someone else, it would be enough to sever an arm and scorch the wound.

Everyone saw that the flaming sword only left a one-centimeter-deep wound on Zhou Leng's arm, with burn marks on the surface, but no charring.

A few seconds later, the wound healed, and even the burn marks disappeared.

Mingzhu Zhihui's eyes flashed, revealing surprise.

The flesh-and-blood chariot stepped forward and growled, "My lord, something's wrong. This person's body is even stronger than a treant's, something's very wrong! He seems to possess fire resistance, and his regenerative abilities are beyond imagination. Even Lord Dark Wrath's regenerative abilities are far inferior to his!"

"You've obtained a great opportunity in the Elf Treasure Trove?" Bright Candlelight said as he attacked.

Zhou Leng did not answer, but continued fighting.

In his first battle against the demon warrior, Zhou Leng was not in a hurry to achieve victory. Instead, he kept observing and searching for the weaknesses of the Radiant Candle.

Gradually, they became familiar with gravity and began to employ both offensive and defensive tactics.

In contrast, even though Mingzhu Zhihui repeatedly used magic to injure Zhou Leng, his wounds healed quickly.

That's practically equivalent to missing the target.

As the onlooker sees more clearly, the flesh-and-blood chariot drew closer and closer, and said, "My lord, I'm about to make my move."

Mingzhu Zhihui stared at Zhou Leng for a long time before saying, "Alright!"

The flesh-and-blood chariot laughed and said, "Zhou Leng, you are the strongest and fiercest human among my opponents. Last time, the two of you fought against me, but this time it's us fighting against you. To show our respect for you, let me just run you over and kill you!"

The flesh-and-blood chariot circled around to Zhou Leng's side, maintaining a sufficient distance before accelerating, faster and faster.

If there were no illusions to obstruct him, Zhou Leng could see it clearly out of the corner of his eye.

But now, not only can't we see it, we can't even hear it, and even the tremors of the ground are concealed by illusion.

Zhou Leng could only keep turning his head to observe while fighting the Radiant Candle.

Seeing an opportunity presented by the flickering light of the candle, they accelerated their attack.

However, Zhou Leng's martial arts skills were too exquisite. He was already superior to Zhang Xinglie in terms of skill. Now that he had obtained the first level of inheritance from the Starry Sky Tree Man, his control over his body and true qi had far surpassed that of a normal innate master.

The flaming sword came hurtling down, and Zhou Leng dodged, dodged, advanced, retreated, circled, or shifted his position...

Under the pressure of gravity, footwork and movement techniques are brought to their fullest potential.

The flesh-and-blood chariot came straight at Zhou Leng, who used a flying crane step to dodge it at an incredible speed and angle, even managing to strike the chariot's body with a palm strike.

Even a tank as powerful as a flesh-and-blood chariot was blasted off balance and ran for more than ten meters before coming to a stop.

"Very strong, I like it very much!"

The flesh-and-blood chariot grinned, its sides wriggling rapidly as it sprouted eight fleshy arms, charging towards Zhou Leng once more.

The radiant light of the candle and the chariot of flesh and blood charged toward Zhou Leng, one after the other.

Both monsters were of similar strength to newly promoted Muscle Warriors, and in a two-on-one fight, they had the upper hand.

(End of this chapter)