Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 461 Remember
After watching numerous related videos, Wang Boxiong dialed Zhu Shiji's number.

"teacher."

"What do you want me to do now?" Zhu Shiji's voice suddenly rose.

"You know the one who carries arrows, right?"

"Of course, the whole world is talking about the Arrow Bearer right now, and some people are even saying he might break the record of the Hundred-Battle Hero. That's nonsense. Is it that easy to break Xiao Huang's record?"

"what do you think?"

"Hmm... I watched the video. Although it was blurry, this kid's strength is indeed... second only to me back then, and stronger than many Martial Saints of the same realm back then. However, he's still too green."

"He is your disciple."

"You've taken on another new disciple for me?" Zhu Shiji asked.

"He is Zhou Leng."

"Hmm? No wonder I think he's second only to me back then. This kid is a rare talent."

"It is time to put your personal guidance of the disciples on the agenda."

"I'm very busy. I study martial arts every day, practice diligently, and think things through carefully... Haha... You've taken the bait... Cough cough cough... What did you say?"

Wang Boxiong said, "He needs your guidance before becoming a Grandmaster."

After a while, Zhu Shiji's voice came.

"Let's go to the Great Innate Realm. Once I reach that level, my true energy will be fully integrated, and my body and energy will be in harmony. Then I'll meet this little guy. Also, prepare some good wine and food, and teach him some manners!"

"Yes."

"I've heard that some powerful clans are acting very outrageously, and your Wuwei doesn't care?" Zhu Shiji asked.

"Even the Martial Saint can't do anything about it, so what can we lowly Martial Guards do?"

"Isn't there solid evidence regarding a certain branch of his family?"

"The evidence is not admissible."

Zhu Shiji started cursing loudly.

Wang Boxiong said slowly, "Isn't this all the result of the sins committed by your generation? You say you believe in the wisdom of future generations, and we are those future generations."

Zhu Shiji's cursing stopped abruptly. He sighed deeply and hung up the phone.

The next day, the number of people at the Shuizhou base surged, and the Seventh Division had to divert some warriors to the West Sea Demon City defense line to fight against the sea monsters.

On the internet, the archer ignited the fighting passion of martial artists.

But in the Water Island Demon City, bad news spread.

Hanshan Fortress and Huqiu Fortress were completely surrounded.

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy personally appeared outside Tiger Hill Fortress and commanded the Heavenly Calamity Army in a fierce attack.

Upon learning that Tiger Hill Fortress might fall, Zhou Leng requested permission from Chen Shouhu to send him to the front lines.

But Chen Shouhu refused.

Another day passed, and Zhou Leng volunteered again, only to be rejected once more.

For three consecutive days, he volunteered three times, and was rejected three times.

Zhou Leng talked to Zhi Liao and other hidden martial artists, and finally gave up hope.

Chen Shouhu clearly did not want to fight himself.

It's really not good to act recklessly now that there's no decision from above.

But we can't just stay here like this.

So, he covered his face at night, left alone, rushed through the red-spotted forest, and using some prior intelligence, began hunting down scattered monsters and rescuing some teams.

Zhou Leng fought all the way, sleeping at most two hours a day.

After fighting for five consecutive days, he finally removed his hood and returned to the Shuizhou base as an ordinary martial artist, checking the latest intelligence as he walked.

A massive army of 100,000 warriors rushed to Tiger Hill Fortress, but before they could arrive, the fortress fell.

The Tiger Hill Fortress was transformed from a defensive battle into a siege.

The fall of Tiger Hill Fortress led to the activation of the fifth-sequence conscription, with a large number of martial arts students and other martial artists heading to the Water Island Base.

The largest battle in the Water Island Demon City in three years has officially begun.

Zhou Leng walked along the Shuizhou base, watching the people coming and going in a hurry.

Unlike a few days ago, the Shuizhou base now has many more young faces as well as many older faces.

Zhou Leng's heart sank slowly.

I opened Chen Shouhu's messages, listened to a few, and then stopped listening.

Chen Shouhu is a big mouthpiece.

Zhou Leng walked forward silently, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Shuizhou Base.

Perhaps it won't be long before this place becomes the center of the battlefield.

Just as Zhou Leng was about to read Wu Xin's message, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Looking up, I saw a group of young people in camouflage uniforms walking past from the left front.

There were a few familiar faces in the group.

Ji Changnian, Cao Jiajia, Xu Qingjin.

Zhou Leng paused for a moment, then called out, "Xu Qingjin."

Xu Qingjin's classmates all looked over, and Xu Qingjin ran out of the line.

The other students walked by, glancing over curiously.

"What are you doing here?" Zhou Leng then realized that activating the fifth sequence meant that many students from Rucheng Martial Arts University would also arrive.

Although I won't be going to the front lines, I will participate in the defense of the Shuizhou base.

"Why can't I be here?" Xu Qingjin looked at Zhou Leng, her eyes clear and bright. She was dressed in camouflage, her body slender, her gaze gentle yet firm, and a faint smile on her face.

Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment, as all of Xu Qingjin's past memories overlapped with the present.

“We’re all doing what we’re supposed to do,” Zhou Leng said, then stepped forward and hugged Xu Qingjin.

Unlike last time, this time Xu Qingjin hugged Zhou Leng tightly, very tightly.

"Why aren't you reading my messages?" Xu Qingjin buried her head in Zhou Leng's body.

"I just got back and was about to watch it."

"You... need to take better care of yourself than I do."

"I'm strong enough to be fine. You, on the other hand, shouldn't be reckless."

"Don't worry, I've always been very capable." Her voice was soft, but her tone was firm.

“Go ahead, your classmates are all waiting for you,” Zhou Leng said.

"Okay." After they parted, Xu Qingjin said, "Then I'm leaving."

"See you later."

"See you later."

Xu Qingjin smiled, turned around, and ran towards the class line.

Her ponytail swayed and bounced, just like it had many years ago.

Zhou Leng watched Xu Qingjin rejoin the team, watched her turn and wave goodbye, and watched her disappear at the end of the road.

Zhou Leng embarks on a journey of martial arts.

One headed south, the other north, yet they were heading in the same direction.

As Zhou Leng walked, he read through Xu Qingjin's messages.

It turns out she received a notification yesterday that she was to come to the Shuizhou Magic City base today.

After reading it, Zhou Leng replied.

"I saw it, my Xu Qingjin is indeed amazing."

A moment later, Xu Qingjin replied with a bright, sunny smile.

Then I looked through other people's comments.

Xue Chengsong's father, Xue Tongming, had long ago led the entire Kaituo Company into Shuizhou Magic City and joined the team.

Xue Chengsong also entered Shuizhou Magic City today.

He posted a video of Xue Tongming's rally on his WeChat Moments.

On a brightly lit night, Xue Tongming spoke loudly in the company square.

"...I've always said that I'm an industrialist, not a capitalist. We all earn our money through hard work..."

"...So, even though the mines were seized, I didn't fire you. The demons occupied the Water Continent Demon City, so you had to withdraw. Those who stayed will still receive half their salary..."

"...In peacetime, our Kaituo Company is a worker; in wartime, every member of Kaituo Company is a soldier of the Dragon Kingdom! A soldier of the people!"

“...My grandfather, who was also a veteran, always said that we should always follow the person who says ‘Follow me’ and stay away from the person who says ‘Charge!’”

"Now, all soldiers of Xueji Development Company, listen up! To the Demon City, follow me!"

Under the cover of night, all employees of Xueji Kaituo Company marched in formation, with Xue Tongming at the very front.

Zhou Leng opened the message from his old classmate Feng Wenhao.

"Zhou Leng, where are you now? The whole class is heading to the Shuizhou base tomorrow, you have to look after us."

"Everyone was chatting enthusiastically..."

"Everyone's saying we've finally got a chance..."

"Actually, I'm a little scared and don't dare to say it."

“We are not like you, we are too ordinary. I am only at the stage of circulating blood now, and I am still a long way from body refinement.”

"We ordinary martial artists will probably die silently in a battle."

"And then, they will be forgotten by this era, this country, and this world."

"It's like, look at them now, everyone has forgotten about them too."

"Actually, I've always had second thoughts; I don't want to go to the battlefield."

"Because I feel it's meaningless. Even if I shed my blood, what will I get in the end?"

"They are slandered, attacked, and denied. Does anyone care? Nobody does."

"Many of us may never have children again, so what does what happens after that have to do with me?"

"What do the children of those who suffered as victims receive?"

“Being bullied by the descendants of the lucky few who survived.”

"There are some things that people didn't believe at first, and then we didn't believe them either."

"So, I've been struggling with this, I've been hesitating."

“I also make witty remarks and sarcastic comments online, and sometimes I even eat kiln food.”

"But for some reason, when the draft notice arrived, I suddenly didn't care anymore."

"Actually, I remember them, you remember them, and many other people remember them."

"However, we were blinded by the fog."

"When the bugle sounds the charge, the fog clears, and we will remember again."

"It's like when Tong Tianxia sounded the charge in front of People's Square, I thought of many people and many things."

"As long as humanity lives, someone will remember me."

"I've said too much nonsense, I'm not going to say anything more."

"After this battle of Water Island Demon City is over, let's have a good drink together."

"Damn, Hu Yi is really lucky, a seventh-ranked player. He probably won't be able to go to the battlefield."

"I'm off! See you later!"

Zhou Leng typed slowly, typing and deleting, deleting and typing again.

Finally, they replied, "We will always remember us."

After a long silence, I opened Hu Yi's message.

"Zhou Leng, could you move me to the front of the queue?"

"Today, I walked around the taxis and kept walking."

"When I saw the man carrying the arrow, I was simply moved, just moved, nothing more."

"Later I saw that he was a siren killer. He would kill one or two monsters and run away, then kill again, run away again, and keep repeating the cycle..."

"I find it amusing. This guy is really sleazy and cunning."

"Look, there are 100,000 demons on a battlefield that stretches for a hundred miles. He threw his spear and ran away like a fly."

"If you compare the 100,000 siren to a person, the siren killer is actually just a tiny fly, buzzing around and seemingly having no effect on anything."

"After watching the video, I was driving and saw martial artists carrying backpacks walking on the sidewalk."

"I'll occasionally take a look while waiting for the green light."

"Until I saw a group of children and bowed to them."

"I suddenly remembered that I was also that child bowing back then."

"I just forgot."

(End of this chapter)