Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 499 Four Clans
Zhou Leng was surprised that Xu Ming was protecting him so much, and said, "My true strength is actually much stronger than normal muscle, so I can also enter the Purple Mist."

“Wang Xiong and I can both see that you are very strong. If Zhao He values ​​you, you can’t be that bad. You are strong, but your biggest weakness is that you have just advanced to the muscle level. Your body has not yet absorbed enough power. That’s the root cause.”

Zhou Leng said, "After I advanced to the Muscle Stage, I can indeed eat more than before."

Xu Ming said, "Keep eating, even if you throw up, until you complete three 'muscle tumbling's'."

After the body absorbs a large amount of meat, the muscles will undergo repeated growth and tempering on their own.

When you reach a certain limit in your training, your muscles will vibrate, and the feeling is like your muscles churning from the inside out.

In reality, it is the physical body of a martial artist that has undergone a new form of evolution.

Once the muscle tumbling is completed, the human body completely transcends the ordinary physical body and becomes a true innate body.

A naturally born being, comparable to demons, sirens, orcs, or dwarves of the same level.

With the addition of internal energy and martial arts, humanity gradually caught up.

Zhou Leng said, "Indeed, my body still has a lot of room for improvement. When I eat meat, I always feel empty in my stomach and can't get enough. Then I unknowingly eat too much and feel bloated, but I still crave meat."

Xu Ming laughed and said, "Yes, that's exactly it. Martial artists are most warlike when they are in the muscle stage, for no other reason than that they crave meat. Once you leave the Great Battlefield, you can raise your arms and call out, and a large number of muscle-type martial artists will be willing to follow you to hunt fish demons or dragons, not for anything else, but just to eat meat."

"How about this, I'll eat meat for three days first and see how it goes. After three days, I'll check on things again," Zhou Leng said.

Xu Ming shook his head and said, "The purple mist is very strange. Not only us, but the other races can't figure it out either. Three days is simply not enough. Don't worry about the purple mist; just stay here and enjoy your meal. By the way..."

Xu Ming took out one large piece of meat after another, each wrapped in plastic wrap, from his magic bag. Each piece was about a foot long, wide, and high.

“Before advancing to the Grandmaster level, Great Innate cultivators still need to eat good meat, but they don’t need to eat as much as they do during the Muscle/Muscle stage, so they have some left over. I estimate that you have a wealthy family, but there are still some good meats that are not easy to obtain. Like this piece of meat, the ‘Sawtooth Whale Demon’ at the Great Innate level. That battle was truly fierce, but the gains were enormous.”

As Xu Ming spoke, he handed the large piece of good meat in his hand to Zhou Leng.

Finally, he took out a piece of meat with a label on it and handed it over.

"This is the last piece of meat left from the legendary dragon. After your muscles have tumbled three times, eating the Grandmaster's meat will allow you to reach even greater physical potential."

Zhou Leng said, "I have prepared Grandmaster-level meat."

I bought some in the Demon World and asked the Mammoth Tribe for some in the Beast World.

"Let's eat together, it won't cause any problems." Xu Ming forced the meat into Zhou Leng's hand.

"Thank you." Zhou Leng took the meat and expressed his sincere gratitude.

Xu Ming chuckled and said, "Eat more, so you'll have the strength to kill demons and monsters in the future."

Zhou Leng put away the last piece of Grandmaster Meat and said, "By the way, I have studied divine runes and have communicated with demon spirit masters in the Demon Spirit World. When I was examining the divine rune ruins in the Demon Spirit World, I found some information. The so-called purple mist, according to human translation habits, should be called 'Divine Might Land' or 'Divine Might Trial'."

Xu Ming's eyes lit up, and he said, "This is important intelligence. So many of us have studied it for a long time, and even communicated with martial artists from other countries, but no one mentioned this. The Divine Might Trial... Yes, this feeling is very accurate."

"When I entered the purple mist, I felt a vast and lofty aura, a peculiar pressure, which is very likely the power of a god. I didn't expect you to know divine script. Good."

Zhou Leng then shared some of his own thoughts.

Xu Ming took notes carefully.

After taking notes, Xu Ming said, "I'll put this information directly in the shared document. Don't tell anyone that you discovered it. There are all sorts of people among martial artists, and some might be colluding with the demons, which could very well betray you."

“I understand,” Zhou Leng said.

After chatting for a few minutes, Xu Ming happily went back to organize the shared documents.

Zhou Leng found an open space and began setting up a large inflatable tent.

We'll probably be staying here for several days, and ordinary small tents aren't suitable for living in.

After the tents were set up, Grandmasters from the Dragon Kingdom began to arrive.

After chatting with Zhou Leng for a few minutes, he gave away various kinds of innate meat, each worth tens of millions.

Among them, Wang Xiong, Wang Yunbo, and others, because of their good relationship with Xu Ming, even sent him expensive Grandmaster-level meat.

Zhou Leng had prepared a lot of innate meat, and had also killed many innate demons of various races along the way, so his gains were enormous.

The orcs' and demons' magic pouches contain a lot of innate meat and even master-level meat.

After seeing off the last Grand Innate Martial Artist, Zhou Leng sat on a camping chair outside the tent, gazing into the distance.

Xu Ming is right.

Although advancing to the Innate Realm does not require consuming various tonic pills, the body is still slowly being reshaped after the advancement, making it unsuitable for participating in high-intensity trials.

Since that's the case, I'll eat meat and cultivate first, which will be a good opportunity to use that very troublesome dragon skull.

Just as they were about to take out the dragon skull, five dwarves came over.

"Lord Zhou Leng, we heard you've arrived, so we came to see you." The leading Great Primordial Dwarf walked over with a smile, his helmet adorned with tricolored pheasant feathers, and his iron hammer gilded.

Zhou Leng stood up to greet the three dwarfs.

The leader of the Great Primordial Dwarfs is called Black Axe. When Zhou Leng went to the Ancient King's Treasure, Black Axe, as the captain of the Golden Hammer Warriors, received orders from the Giant Furnace to personally escort him.

At that time, Molten Hammer tricked Black Axe out of a sorcery hide, which he used to absorb the demigod power in the bloodline of the demigod orc descendants.

Zhou Leng chatted and laughed with the dwarf, agreeing to cooperate if they had the chance.

The other human warriors watched in bewilderment as the dwarves approached Zhou Leng. After the dwarves left, Xu Ming walked over.

"Are you very familiar with dwarves?"

“As I said before, the reason I’m not famous is because I’ve been wandering around other worlds for a while, and that’s how I made a lot of friends from other races,” Zhou Leng said.

"I see. If we need to cooperate with them, it should be much better with you acting as a go-between."

“No problem, I’ve cooperated with various races before when I was in the Youth War.”

"Okay, we'll take you with us when we decide to join forces."

"it is good."

After Xu Ming finished speaking and left, he took a dozen steps and then caught a glimpse of a group of spirit masters approaching.

He turned his head and saw that the group of magic masters were heading straight for Zhou Leng.

"Greetings, Your Highnesses Snowborn and Light-Dancing Lords." The Snow Mountain Wolf, accompanied by some magic masters, came to offer their greetings.

The Snow Mountain Wolf is a disciple of the Frost Hand, and he is responsible for almost all of Zhou Leng's salary from the Ice and Snow Cult.

Besides the Snow Mountain Wolf, the Mountain and Sea Light, whom we encountered in the Demon Spirit Trial, is also there. Even now, his status is higher than that of Azure Flame.

The Snow Mountain Wolf and the Light of the Mountain and Sea took the initiative to visit, and the other magic masters dared not be presumptuous and followed along.

The two sides sat at the camp table, took out food and tea, chatted, and shared their views on the great battlefield.

Not far away, human martial artists gathered together, looking at this place with puzzlement.

"Xu Ming, this kid is extraordinary. He's unknown among humans, yet he's made friends across ten realms. Just as one group of dwarves left, another group of demon spirit masters arrived."

“Hey, that’s why I keep praising him,” Xu Ming said.

"You really weren't wrong about me this time."

"So what he said was true," Ruan Xiangnan muttered to himself.

"What really?"

“Before, I doubted his identity because he was not famous. He said that he hadn’t been on Earth much lately and had been wandering around other worlds. It seems that it’s true.”

"Look at the way the dwarves and spirit masters treat him. It's an equal treatment, but with a touch of polite respect. This shows that his status is higher than we imagined. Xu Ming, Wang Xiong, would you two ever receive this kind of treatment from the dwarves and spirit masters?"

Xu Ming and Wang Xiong shook their heads slightly.

One of them was a highly skilled innate cultivator cultivated by the Demon City Army, and the other was the son-in-law of a powerful martial arts clan. Their status far surpassed that of other martial artists, but they couldn't make it in the other world.

Before long, Zhou Leng finished his conversation with the demon spirit masters.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the demon master left, a group of treants arrived.

One of the Treants was the Crown of the Flourishing Tribe. He had met Zhou Leng with the Flourishing Scepter and was responsible for relaying information about the Treant Holy Land to the Flourishing Scepter. He was well aware of Zhou Leng's importance to the Treant race.

After greeting Zhou Leng, Maoshengzhiguan chatted about the recent situation of the Maosheng tribe.

The Elder of the Lush Scepter was killed in battle, and only a small portion of the tribe survived.

Zhou Leng forced himself to remain silent and did not ask about the Flourishing Roots and Xiao Yong.

But knowing that Zhou Leng and Maosheng Zhigen were friends, Maosheng Zhiguan still recounted some of the events of that time, which was quite poignant.

Finally, Crown of Lushness whispered, "You have made great contributions to the Treants, and the Treant Elder Council was preparing to give you an honorary title. Later, I don't know which Treant Elder heard that you were serving as an Ambassador between the two worlds in the Demon Spirit World, but without being formally conferred the title, so he decided to also give you the title of Ambassador between the Treants and the Blue Star."

"Furthermore, once we've settled down, we'll grant you a place to pay homage to the Mother Tree. Then you can cultivate beneath her..."

Zhou Leng had almost forgotten about this matter, but he didn't expect Shu Ren to bring it up several months later, which was indeed in line with Shu Ren's procrastinating style.

The human warriors watched as Zhou Leng sent the tree man away.

"It's strange. We are all at the Great Innate Realm and know a few friends from other races, but we don't have any welcoming or farewell ceremonies."

"This kid has quite a background. Haven't you guys heard of him before?"

"I've heard of it. It's said to be related to Ma Xingkong." Wang Xiong vaguely recalled the recent movements of some powerful clans.

"How is this related to Ma Xingkong?" Xu Ming asked in surprise.

"He is Ma Xingkong's nephew, and it is said that he suffered because of this."

Xu Ming remained silent, gazing quietly at Zhou Leng.

Then, a dozen or so great innate giants, their bodies covered in bronze, walked towards Zhou Leng.

The martial artists fell silent.

"Xu Ming, your social circle doesn't seem to be as wide as this cold-blooded kid's."

"Different races from all four realms have taken the initiative to visit."

Xu Ming was surprised, but said calmly, "My judgment has always been excellent."

Outside the tent, Zhou Leng was chatting enthusiastically with a dozen or so giants.

(End of this chapter)