Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 458 tempering
The Monkey King's name stands out prominently at the top of the list.

"It really was that kid."

"Among them, 167 innate demonic creatures were confirmed to have been hunted, 47 were suspected, and another 134 creatures with unverified innate aura were also found today."

Even Chen Shouhu, known for his bravery in the army, was deeply moved when he saw this number.

The awarding of merit badges has a certain time lag and requires verification. Such great achievements often require several days of verification before the official results are given.

The record for the most innate demonic creatures killed in a single battle in human history is 341.

The record holder is none other than Huang Xuange, the current Marshal of the Demon City Army, who is hailed as the number one martial artist after Zhao Dongjun.

This battle will last at least two days.

If the statistics on battle merits are correct, Zhou Leng will break this record tomorrow.

Battle merits can only be counted less, not more. Many kills at long distances or multiple kills in a short time are not counted.

Chen Shouhu opposed Wang Boxiong's decision not to send Zhou Leng to the battlefield.

He firmly believed that only through life-or-death battles could a true martial artist be forged.

All the truly powerful beings in the Ten Realms are like this.

Therefore, he looked down on Li Shenkong of the Li Clan to some extent.

Because the Li clan protected Li Shenkong too well, he only participated in trials or battles against opponents weaker than him. If he were to encounter a battle that would affect his life or death, they would secretly send a grandmaster.

He always felt that if Li Shenkong had any problems in the future, it would be because he hadn't been tempered enough.

Now that he saw this number, Chen Shouhu finally understood why Wang Boxiong had been trying to reduce the promotion of Zhou Leng and why he had sent him into the Hidden Martial Arts Academy.

Once this data is leaked, it will inevitably face attacks from enemies at any cost.

The most dangerous attacks are never from the outside.

Throughout history, external forces have always been one of the reasons for the major defeats of all nations, not the only one.

“We can’t hone him any further. If we keep doing that, his sharpness will pierce the sky, making him the second Blood of Tyranny. Wang Huai Xiong may be a bit wicked, but he’s definitely smarter than me. After this battle, let him cultivate in secret. Once he advances to Grandmaster, we’ll announce his achievements to shock certain people.”

Chen Shouhu requested the highest level of secrecy regarding the "Monkey King's" battle merit plaque.

Late at night, on the shores of Taihu Lake, the orc front.

"Illusionary power!" shouted a primordial orc who had been cast an illusion-dispelling spell, pointing in a direction.

Because of the distance, he could only see a blurry figure.

The figure flashed and ran outside.

All the innate beastmen within a kilometer radius seemed like startled birds, ceasing their fighting and running while looking around.

Several innate beastmen were severely injured by the warriors who seized the opportunity.

"That person got away!"

All the innate beastmen breathed a sigh of relief.

To deal with the elusive siren assassin, all the warlocks and shamans among the monsters who could use illusion-breaking spells were gathered together and continuously cast illusion-breaking spells while keeping a close watch on the monsters.

It worked very well; the siren assassin was often detected in advance.

The warriors in the human faction also found that the effect was indeed very good.

The battle was much easier because of the lack of spell suppression from the demon warlock and orc shaman.

For martial artists, spellcasters are the most troublesome beings.

Now, the trouble is reduced by a quarter.

The next morning, the demon commander took inventory of the innate personnel and frowned.

That night, only a mere thirty-four Xiantian were killed directly by the Siren Killer.

Without demon warlocks and orc shamans, the number of Innate warriors dying on the front lines has increased.

Although the overall number of deaths and injuries has decreased, the numbers are still enormous.

The commanders of the monster army looked at the initial battle casualty figures with bitter expressions.

Generally, the ratio of those born into the monster army is 1 to 1000.

In a typical army of 100,000, there are only 100 innate talents.

Once they go out to fight, they will inevitably send out more elite troops, and the proportion of natural enemies will increase dramatically.

In this massive monster army, the ratio of those born with innate traits is an astonishing 1 to 100.

They have nearly 100,000 troops, both overt and covert, and more than 900 of them are innate masters.

In theory, with such a sufficient number of innate beings, there should be no problem, and they should be able to support the continuous battles.

Because of their innate strength, even when injured, they can often retreat in time, and after being healed with potions and spells, they are full of energy again the next day.

As expected, an unexpected incident occurred.

More than three hundred died directly from the innate abilities of the Siren Killer, heading straight for four hundred.

More than a hundred people died indirectly at his hands.

Including those who died in normal battles, the number of deceased innate beings reached seven hundred in just a few days.

Currently, the number of innate demons in the army is less than three hundred.

Some monsters are already complaining that there aren't enough reinforcements, saying that this amount of innate strength isn't enough for one siren assassin to kill.

The chain reaction caused by this inherent deficiency is that the casualty rate of monsters in the Qi and Blood Realm has greatly increased today.

More humans are naturally able to free up their hands to deal with ordinary monsters.

The human race's defenses are becoming increasingly solid.

The monster commanders never expected that a single warrior could turn the tide of the entire battle.

The biggest impact is not from congenital deaths.

It's morale.

When ordinary monsters watch helplessly as such powerful innate beings die before their eyes like lambs to the slaughter, the impact is enough to shatter their past beliefs.

Their initial disdain for human warriors gradually turned into wariness, and their fear of the siren assassins intensified.

After a busy night, Zhou Leng returned to the camp of his hidden warrior teammates.

He would sleep and rest, and upon waking, he would inquire about intelligence.

Zhi said, "The command center sent a message that today is the last day. Tomorrow is the general offensive. We must break through the monster's defense line, and then the two armies will join forces and head to the Water Island base."

"Alright, I'll fight one last guerrilla battle today. Tomorrow, we'll join the reinforcements and charge straight at them."

"Oh? Why did you change your tactics?" Zhi and the team members were curious. Zhou Leng said, "Monsters are different from humans. Humans have more humanity and less animality; monsters have more animality and less humanity. Using humanity to deal with monsters will have no effect. The only way to deal with monsters is to defeat them in the most direct and brutal way. Death and fear are the universal language of beasts. Moreover, our Dragon Kingdom's military strategy emphasizes the combination of orthodox and unorthodox tactics. I've been using unorthodox tactics for so many days, so I need to use orthodox tactics too."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After breakfast, Zhou Leng disguised himself as a siren again.

The visibility was low underwater, so we hadn't been spotted until we reached the shore. Suddenly, we heard orcish shouts from our left front.

"Sea Siren Killer".

All the orcs in the vicinity were thrown into chaos.

Zhou Leng was shocked. He was three or four kilometers away from that place, yet he was discovered so early.

The enemy's methods are advancing too rapidly.

So Zhou Leng looked in that direction, then turned to run.

"Ok?"

The orcs in the distance weren't looking in their direction, but rather looking even further away.

Then, following the shouts, human warriors charged forward, slaughtering a large number of terrified orcs before quickly retreating.

Zhou Leng suddenly realized why he had occasionally heard someone shouting "Sea Monster Killer" in the distance last night; it turned out that humans were playing the boy who cried wolf game.

Taking advantage of the fact that the orcs were all drawn to the battle in that direction, Zhou Leng took out his spear, threw two in quick succession, killing two orc shamans, and then turned and ran, giving the enemy no chance.

"This is true!"

The group of orcs were so angry they were spitting blood, and could only watch helplessly as Zhou Leng ran away.

Throughout the day, the human warriors used the "crying wolf" tactic with unparalleled skill.

On more and more fronts, the "sirens killer" is frequently being called out in various languages.

Gradually, some of the monsters became numb.

On the Devil's Front.

"Siren Slayer!"

A sorcerer used magic to transmit his voice over the demon army.

But apart from a few demons looking around, most demons had already turned a deaf ear.

Especially demons below the Innate Realm, since they only kill those at the Innate Realm, what does it have to do with us ordinary demons?

A few seconds later, a beaded demon pointed at a hundred-eyed bow not far away and said, "He is a siren assassin!"

However, the ordinary demons did not react at all, nor did the few innate demons.

"He really is..."

Two steel spears flew toward the other innate demons, and a third flew toward it.

The eye demon was so frightened that it dodged in a panic, avoiding the third spear.

Turning my head, I saw that the figure had fled into the distance.

The Eye Demon cursed loudly.

On this day, Zhou Leng's record dropped sharply.

Back at the Hidden Warriors camp, Zhou Leng even doubted whether his strength had declined.

After a whole day of busy work, constantly transforming and fleeing, I only managed to kill twenty-seven innate beings.

How could someone be so bad at cooking?
It shouldn't be.

"There are a few innate talents today, but with so many demons, there must be many more innate talents."

"Could it be that the demons are hiding their innate abilities, waiting for the final battle?"

Zhou Leng suddenly realized his mistake and decided to abandon the inefficient guerrilla warfare, conserve his energy, and prepare for the main battle tomorrow.

Then, we can face off against more innate beings with dignity.

Zhou Lengxin went to sleep, completely satisfied.

The commanders of the monster army couldn't sleep.

With reinforcements slow to arrive, the initial numbers of troops have fallen to a point where they are insufficient to sustain a major battle.

We can only send ordinary demons to their deaths.

Early the next morning, Zhou Leng led his hidden martial arts team to join the reinforcements.

The commanders of the Third Brigade greeted them collectively.

In the main camp, the warriors who had come to their aid watched them and speculated about who the famous siren assassin was.

After meeting with the commanders, Zhou Leng took the initiative to propose a second decoy plan.

He used his signature Molten Wall Flame Blade to attract the horde of innate demons.

The rest are naturally disguised as ordinary people in their prime, so that they can catch the enemy off guard when they surround them.

The army made its final preparations, with Zhou Leng and other innate masters leading the charge as the army stormed into the demonic defenses that had separated the two armies.

When Zhou Leng's signature Molten Wall Blade appeared on the battlefield, the monsters in front of him suffered a sudden cardiac arrest.

The masked warrior unleashed a single slash, sending flames raging like waves.

Only two people around Zhou Leng were releasing their innate aura.

The remaining thirty-odd innate martial artists all suppressed their aura to the vitality stage.

Zhou Leng was like a peerless sword, piercing through the demon army's defenses, and then...

He stabbed again and again.

Zhou Leng deliberately did not directly break through the defenses, but instead slaughtered the demons back and forth like a meat grinder, hoping to lure the innate demons into joining forces to attack.

However, the innate demons never gathered together.

After another round of fighting, Zhou Leng had no choice but to use the backup plan.

So they retreated slightly and joined up with the main army.

All innate powers no longer concealed themselves, charging straight forward.

The resounding bugle call echoed across the sky.

"Drip-drop-drop, drip-drop-drop..."

(End of this chapter)