Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 459 Ambush
Under the morning sun, on the shores of Taihu Lake, the radiance of the nation's united efforts shines brightly.

From afar, one could see thousands of warriors clad in golden armor.

The human warriors opposite were encouraged, and their lights flashed.

Two armies, illuminated by the united will of the people, charged towards each other, heading towards the monster's defensive line.

Accompanied by the sound of the bugle call, all the warriors were as fierce as lions and tigers, and as swift as eagles and wolves.

In this Battle of Taihu Lake, humanity's morale and military might soared, and for the first time, they completely overwhelmed a demon army that outnumbered them several times over.

"Don't be impulsive, be careful of their innate ambush!" Zhou Leng shouted loudly.

Thanks to the Demon Spirit Trial, even when his blood rushes to his head during battle, Zhou Leng remains more clear-headed than ordinary martial artists.

However, the other innate martial artists were inspired by the army's momentum, and the army charged forward like a whirlwind, charging forward and charging forward again.

Zhou Leng frowned deeply. How could he have fallen into such a simple trap?
None of the monsters we've encountered before have been easy. Even the Star of Glimmer had a backup plan.

However, the strength of one person is so insignificant in a war fought on a vast ocean.

Zhou Leng could only wield his Fire Blade Molten Wall alone, slaughtering the Qi and Blood Realm demons he usually didn't bother killing, while keeping a close watch on the innate demon squad that might launch a surprise attack at any moment.

Having previously faced an attack from three Great Innate Realm experts, they were somewhat wary.

As a result, they later only dared to throw spears from a distance, and would run away after throwing them.

"Tired."

While continuing to wield his flaming greatsword, Zhou Leng observed the movements of the innate demons around him.

The warriors of both armies surged like a tidal wave, unstoppable, and swept away the dam formed by the demons.

The two armies joined forces without uttering a word, becoming one army, and charged towards the direction of the Water Island Demon City.

The monsters were unwilling to give up and continued their pursuit.

However, the human race was displaying extraordinary momentum at this moment, fighting and retreating without showing any signs of collapse.

In contrast, the demon army, lacking sufficient innate talent, saw a large number of ordinary demons slaughtered by innate martial artists.

Even the weakest innate martial artist can kill an ordinary demon with just one or two moves.

As they fled, the human warriors discovered that there seemed to be fewer and fewer monsters left.

Because the siren couldn't keep up, it has retreated back to Taihu Lake.

How could a group of martial artists tolerate this? The entire army turned around and went to kill them!
Even the commanders of the Third Brigade, who always talked about military discipline, were bloodthirsty and joined the fray.

An hour ago, many innate demons had already withdrawn from the battle formation and were preparing to escape.

Now, seeing the human race launch a counterattack, all their spirit and energy completely collapsed, and the innate demons turned tail and ran.

Once the innate beings ran away, the morale of the ordinary monsters collapsed.

Zhou Leng and his team, led by Xiantian, relentlessly pursued the enemy until they reached the shores of Taihu Lake before stopping.

On the vast Taihu Lake, sea monsters emerged one by one, silently watching, like a group of pimples.

The army quickly reorganized the battlefield and then departed triumphantly.

On the way back, Zhou Leng was a little puzzled.

What about the innate demons?

This battle was different from what I had imagined.

Zhou Leng gathered the hidden martial artists and said, "I don't think things are that simple."

"Hmm?" The team members looked serious.

"Don't you find it strange? There were so many demons, but not many innate beings in the final battle. I think they might be using a military tactic, pretending to let us go first, and then gathering a large number of innate beings to ambush us on the way."

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, the team members looked at him strangely.

The cicada thought for a moment and then asked, "Monkey King, how many battles with a scale of 100,000 or more have you participated in?"

Zhou Leng recalled that he had only started participating in the war last year.

Excluding the Heavenly Rank Examination Hall, I only fought in localized areas when the monsters attacked the city; the other battles were not large enough.

The world of ferocious beasts is intense, but not large in scale.

The only large-scale battle was during the Lunar New Year when I participated in the defense of the Demon City. I only had to defend and didn't have to worry about anything else.

Zhou Leng hesitated and said, "Actually, it's just one match, and it's the defense of Demon City."

Everyone had an expression that said, "I knew it."

The hidden martial artists present were all highly experienced.

Like cicadas, they have participated in at least ten major battles of this scale.

Zhi said, "Demons are also living beings. As living beings, they are finite and don't appear out of thin air. The demon army we encountered is considered to be of medium to high strength among demons. You think that those innate demons who were preparing to ambush you have already been killed by you?"

"Uh..." Zhou Leng vaguely realized that he was used to fighting high-quality small-scale battles and didn't know much about large-scale battles like this, but he still couldn't quite believe it. "Innate demonic creatures, are they really that few?"

The madman said, "Don't tell me what you think, tell me what I think."

Everyone laughed.

Wood asked, "Were your previous opponents very strong?"

"That's true." Zhou Leng truly understood this time. He was used to fighting alongside ferocious beasts, and when they fought, he was covered in wounds, his flesh was rotten and his bones were broken, making him look terrible.

A body riddled with arrows looks terrifying, but its destructive power is far less than that of a ferocious beast.

Woody, who had been mostly silent in the group, couldn't help but ask, "What kind of monsters did you fight before?"

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng.

“Anyway, I’ve never encountered one this weak before,” Zhou Leng said.

Even the worst ferocious beast, when placed among demons or orcs of the same realm, would be equivalent to a demigod.

The demon masters I've encountered, even if their offensive capabilities are slightly weak, possess top-notch defensive and escape abilities.

This time, they encountered a demon that could be killed with a single spear thrust, and they still dare to call themselves innate?

The eight team members looked at each other, speechless.

"Either your former enemies were too strong, or you grew too fast..." the madman muttered to himself.

The convoy continued its march.

The nine men were hidden warriors who did not communicate with the outside world on their return journey. Merchants, war correspondents, and many others who wanted to find the "Siren Killer" were all turned away by the Third Brigade.

As the human army returned, the remnants of the demon army fled all the way to the vicinity of Tiger Hill.

Tiger Hill Fortress is besieged by monsters that roam the mountains and plains.

In the monster camp, a temporary castle built with magic stands opposite Tiger Hill Fortress.

After the remnants of the demon army finished recounting the military situation, the message was relayed through layers of communication, eventually reaching the desk of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy.

In the castle's study, a Black Sun Gut flips through reports and watches images recorded by a demon warlock.

His head was a disc of black light, which looked like a black sun from a distance.

There were no faces on it, only endless blackness.

He had no limbs; his body was a magnificent blood-gold armor that seemed hollow, with the head of the black sun floating on top of it.

From the gaps between the black sun helmet and the blood-gold armor, writhing intestines, as thick as an adult's arm, peeked out.

There are twenty-four in total, stretching out in all directions, pointing towards the sky, swaying gently.

Twenty-four blood-red intestines, scattered like flower petals.

At the entrance to the study, a row of demons knelt, including some of the innate members of the Black Sun Guts clan.

It is an honor for the Black Sun Guts clan to become the vessel of the God of Calamity.

A catastrophe was imminent, and the images recorded by the demon warlock were played back at a hundred times the speed.

After reviewing all the intelligence, the Heavenly Calamity Envoy emitted a pleasant voice.

"Interesting humans, to have cultivated ancient traditions to such a high level. Even by the standards of advanced civilizations, they would be considered above average."

"but……"

The envoy seemed somewhat puzzled.

He sensed a familiar aura emanating from this human, but it was so faint that he couldn't perceive it accurately.

"Perhaps, only when the true form descends with more power can it perceive the source of that aura."

"These insignificant people are not important. The most important thing is to find the 'Slaughtering Mountain Battle Body'."

The calamity slowly turned its head and looked out the window, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long while, the blood intestines around his head swayed gently.

"Capture Tiger Hill Fortress!"

In the distance, Zhou Leng's team arrived safely at the red-spotted forest.

Once they reached a safe place, they parted ways.

The caravan continued towards the Water Island Demon City, while the Third Brigade left to rescue other teams.

Upon receiving the order, the cicada led the monkey king back.

Zhou Leng thought he was going to leave with the Third Brigade, but the captain said he had to go back, so he had no choice but to obey.

On the way, Zhou Leng looked through the messages in Wu Xinli's notebook.

The fourth sequence has been activated, with a large number of warriors heading to the Water Continent Demon City and traveling to various places with the army.

The fifth sequence is about to begin.

Wuhan University and its martial arts school are located in the fifth sequence.

The students in the class were incredibly excited, chatting enthusiastically in the group chat, all hoping to participate in the battle and do their part for humanity and their country.

Subsequently, Zhou Leng reviewed important intelligence while marching.

During the days he spent battling the demon army, the Demon City of Water Continent was engulfed in flames of war.

Millions of martial artists came from all over the world.

Some followed teams like the Third Brigade, venturing deep into the waters to carry out rescue and combat operations.

Some provided support to Hanshan Fortress and Huqiu Fortress.

Some remained in the Water Island Demon City for intensive training, preparing for the major battle at the Water Island base.

Various messages are flying around, but most of them are about Chinese people actively responding to the challenge.

Occasionally, other topics come up, such as donations and blood donations.

Back at the Martial Arts Brigade's base, Zhi Liao announced the superior's orders: remain in place, rest well, and prepare for the upcoming battle.

Zhou Leng stayed in the Martial Arts Brigade and cultivated step by step.

Although I didn't experience the frenzied bloodbaths of the Beast World these past few days, I did feel a different way of fighting, which broadened my understanding of martial arts.

I gained a completely new understanding of light-footed skills and escaping, in particular.

Flexible combat is an essential skill for any martial artist.

Therefore, we purchased a large quantity of fine steel spears again; these things are truly useful.

The enchanted spears are too expensive; I can't bear to buy them. I have to recycle them every time I use them, because if someone picks them up, each one is worth millions, which would be a huge loss.

However, once I have more money, I'll still buy a high-level enchanted spear.

Those particularly high-grade enchanted spears are imbued with powerful magical magic. When thrown, the magical magic is activated, making them faster and more powerful.

Apart from being expensive, there are no drawbacks.

That night, Zhou Leng received a message from Chen Shouhu and went to the martial arts arena.

The two chatted as they walked along the track.

Chen Shouhu inquired about the situation, and Zhou Leng answered him one by one.

"Your strength far exceeds my expectations," Chen Shouhu said.

“He’s far inferior to Li Shenkong,” Zhou Leng said.

Chen Shouhu was about to say that there was a chance to catch up, but fearing that the boy would become arrogant, he said, "That's right. In the future, Li Shenkong will surely become an insurmountable monument for us. Huang Xuange Huang Sheng said that Li Shenkong is the most likely person in history to surpass the Martial Saint and ascend to the Void God realm."

"Can humans really surpass the Martial Saint?" Zhou Leng asked.

(End of this chapter)