Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 557 Confession
Zhou Leng looked down and saw that his chest and abdomen were covered with a white cloth. When he lifted it, he found that there was no skin or flesh on his chest and abdomen, revealing a large hole. The ribs and sternum were clearly visible, and the bloody internal organs were slowly writhing.

The bones inside emitted a faint silver light, and the blood vessels in the internal organs also flowed with red light, just like magma.

Zhou Leng breathed a sigh of relief as he thought of the original species and the power of the Ice and Snow Cult.

But in the next instant, his expression changed slightly.

I have no sensation of true qi, dantian, or meridians.

Zhou Leng's face was slightly pale.

Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong walked over.

"You're awake?" Chen Shouhu asked.

Wang Boxiong tried to force a smile, just like when he was chatting with his son, but for some reason, he just couldn't manage it.

Zhou Leng asked, "How is Zhang Xinglie doing in Shanheyuan?"

Tiger and Bear were stunned. They hadn't expected that Zhou Leng's first question would be directed at them.

Wang Boxiong said vaguely, "They're both fine, just a little injured. You're the most seriously injured."

Zhou Leng's eyes darkened, and he asked, "What did the demon spirit master and the doctor say?"

Chen Shouhu looked troubled; he didn't know how to hide it.

Wang Boxiong said, "Your injury is quite severe, and the treatment is very difficult. The experts are still looking for a solution. We've heard of some particularly potent medicinal fruits that can restore the dantian and heal the meridians, and we are currently searching for them."

Zhou Leng pondered Wang Boxiong's words carefully.

If it could truly cure the disease, it would certainly provide a specific treatment plan. To place one's hopes for a cure on a medicinal fruit that doesn't even have a name is quite unwise.

Moreover, while I've heard of healing meridian damage, I've never heard of a destroyed dantian that could be treated.

Back then, a martial arts master had his dantian destroyed, and ultimately, there was no cure.

“Okay, I will cooperate with the treatment.” Zhou Leng’s expression softened, but his heart was filled with even more melancholy.

Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong exchanged a glance. The sensible child was all the more heartbreaking.

Chen Shouhu hesitated for a moment, then said, "The Sixteen Families have tried to harm you. Don't worry, with me and Lao Wang here, they can't hurt you."

Sixteen families were affected by Ma Xingkong's whistleblowing back then.

"What did they do?"

"The same old routine, find someone to accuse you of raping her. It's a girl from the next class in your high school, now at Changda University."

Zhou Leng showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, he sneered.

"For so many years, the Demonic Cult has repeatedly succeeded with these methods, yet you above have remained indifferent and uninvolved?"

Chen Shouhu's face flushed slightly, and he didn't dare to refute.

“The Martial Academy has its own difficulties,” Wang Boxiong said without changing his expression.

Zhou Lengdao said, "Now that my martial arts are severed, I am powerless to fight against the sixteen families. According to those millions of ironclad case precedents, I will most likely be forcibly imprisoned for a few years, and then given a suspended sentence. Right?"

Chen Shouhu's face turned cold, and he said, "If it really comes to this, whoever forcibly filed the lawsuit, whoever forcibly made the judgment, I will slaughter their entire family. We martial artists will not tolerate this kind of humiliation."

"Watch your step." Wang Boxiong glared at Chen Shouhu.

"Who said they were going to slaughter all sixteen families?" Chen Shouhu asked. Wang Boxiong glanced awkwardly at Zhou Leng, wondering how he was going to maintain his cold-faced image from now on.
The three chatted for a while longer when several doctors pushed open the door and entered. The one in the lead was a renowned martial arts therapy expert from the First Hospital of the Demon City Army.

Even though Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong were masters, they didn't dare to be arrogant. They nodded to the old experts and left the ward.

Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong stood at the door, one on the left and one on the right, chatting in hushed tones.

Zhou Leng glanced at the old expert's name tag; it read Wang Xingge.

Wang Xingge was followed by some of his doctor disciples. He examined the patient carefully and then inquired about the details of the battle.

Zhou Leng explained everything.

Wang Xingge and the doctor behind him specialized in treating martial arts injuries. They had heard of all kinds of battles, but they had never heard of anything like this.

One innate being, possessing dozens of demonic creatures, including innate kings?

Then they were wiped out by god-level power?

Several doctors' eyes lit up; they would never encounter a case like this in their entire lives.

Wang Xingge was experienced and deliberately asked about some details. Zhou Leng's explanation was reasonable, and there were even some parts that he had never heard of before.

Finally, Wang Xingge said, "Don't worry, we will mobilize all our resources to treat you. You don't need to worry about anything, just focus on getting better."

"Thank you doctor."

Wang Xingge is also of the Innate Realm. He cultivates the "Hundred Trees Life Technique" and is most skilled at healing martial arts injuries.

He held Zhou Leng's hand and slowly channeled his inner energy into him, checking Zhou Leng's physical condition while performing inner energy therapy.

The remaining doctors dispersed, with some standing guard at the door and windows to prevent any accidents.

Just as Wang Xingge was receiving treatment, two police officers walked to the door.

Wang Boxiong, Chen Shouhu, and the guards all looked at the two men.

The two men recognized the infamous Tiger and Bear duo and didn't dare to utter a sound.

“Identification.” A soldier walked over.

The two police officers handed over their identification and announced their police numbers.

"Purpose of your visit."

A middle-aged police officer said helplessly, "Because... a case has already been filed, and we were sent by the higher-ups to question Zhou Leng."

The young police officer looked nervous. Both of them were graduates of proper police academies and had experience. They understood what was going on at a glance.

However, since the order was given forcefully from above, the two had no choice but to take the blame and bear the consequences, and they kept cursing along the way.

Chen Shouhu sneered, "If I remember correctly, according to legal procedures, any case filing requires preliminary evidence. The principal of No. 8 Middle School has already released the full-day video surveillance footage from that day; the student was at school the whole time, and Zhou Leng never returned. There's also surveillance footage from the local hospital in Rucheng, which can prove innocence. Ever since I was a child, you've never relied on evidence, filing cases, prosecuting, and sentencing based solely on testimonies. Is it still the same now?" The middle-aged police officer said, "The victim said he remembered the time wrong before and has changed his statement, changing the time to a weekend. Moreover, the hospital surveillance footage from that day is no longer available."

"Where's the evidence?"

“The victim has an old scar on his body.”

Chen Shouhu flew into a rage and took a step forward, but Wang Boxiong held his shoulder firmly down.

The young police officer forced a smile and said, "Please trust the competence and sensitivity of the Xiongcheng police. Our police force has no intention of filing a case. We know the law, and there is absolutely no evidence in this case. But the supervisory department is forcibly pressing us, so we have no choice but to comply."

The middle-aged police officer kept giving the younger officer meaningful glances, but the younger officer pretended not to notice.

“As expected…” Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong exchanged a glance.

Being both of them in the Martial Academy, they knew the ins and outs of it very well.

The police are responsible for finding evidence, the inspectors are responsible for prosecuting, and the judicial commissioner is responsible for pronouncing the verdict.

In the last century, due to the imperfect legal system, the police did indeed commit some wrongful convictions and miscarriages of justice, resulting in a number of fake detectives.

However, as the legal system has improved, the power of the police has become smaller and smaller, and they have gradually become scapegoats.

Even the basic power to arrest suspects is decided by the inspector; the police do not have the formal power to make arrests.

Later, with the development of the media, the judicial commissioners responsible for judging cases became the focus of attention, as if they were deliberately making arbitrary judgments.

But Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong knew perfectly well that half of the bizarre cases circulating online were solid cases handled by the supervisory system.

Using old scars as evidence this time, compared with millions of wrongful convictions, is already a desperate attempt to find suspected evidence to appease public opinion.

If it were someone else, they wouldn't need any evidence at all; they could just file a case based on a confession, prosecute based on a confession, and pronounce a sentence based on a confession, quietly throwing them into jail for a few years.

“Zhou Leng is the protector of our Demon City Army. He is currently involved in our security work and refuses to accept any inquiries. Please return immediately.” Chen Shouhu had already prepared his explanation.

"Yes, sir!" The two police officers turned and left without saying a word.

The two walked outside the hospital, and a dignified-looking man got out of a police car and inquired about the situation.

After asking the last question, the imposing man frowned and asked, "What's Zhou Leng's background?"

The young police officer asked in confusion, "I don't know either, but the gatekeepers are two grandmasters, Wang Boxiong and Chen Shouhu."

"Nonsense... You two wait a moment, I'll report to my superiors." The imposing man went to make a phone call a short distance away.

An hour later, as Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong were chatting, two patrolmen returned.

Their hearts sank; their return so quickly meant something was amiss.

Sure enough, the two men looked helpless as they produced electronic files, which contained documents from the Demon City Army, granting them permission to conduct a non-classified investigation.

"As long as I'm here, you can't get in." Chen Shouhu said without saying a word.

Even the boldest of the two dared not offend the master, and stood in the corridor without uttering a word.

But just ten minutes later, Chen Shouhu received a call that the monsters were attacking the Water Island Demon City, and he had to return immediately.

Chen Shouhu's face turned ashen. Shortly after, Wang Boxiong received a similar phone call.

The Demonic Cult attacked Rucheng.

The two discussed in hushed tones for a long time, then sighed helplessly, gave instructions to their subordinates, and walked outside.

After taking a few steps, Chen Shouhu suddenly stopped and looked at the two patrolmen.

"I know you two were forced into this situation, I don't blame you."

"Please pass on a message to the people behind you."

"If anything happens to Zhou Leng, I will slaughter his entire family. That's what I, Chen Shouhu, said."

After saying that, Chen Shouhu strode away.

Wang Boxiong remained silent and made a phone call.

The two left the First Hospital, boarded Xiongcheng's demonized fighter jet, and returned to Rucheng.

Xiongjing, Shenwen General Hospital.

A global symposium on divine texts has successfully concluded.

The "International Academic Conference on the Development of Mysticism and the Achievements of Mystic Masters in the New Era" was of extremely high caliber, with the participation of many academicians from the field of mysticism.

After the meeting, everyone headed towards the banquet hall.

Halfway there, a middle-aged researcher of divine script suddenly exclaimed, "The identity of the mysterious master has been revealed by 'Martial Arts City,' and he is no longer anonymous. Zhou Leng? There was a young man with the same name who caused quite a stir before."

"real or fake?"

"If you don't believe me, check it out for yourself."

Divine Inscription Masters from all over the world flocked to the Divine Inscription section of Martial Arts City, and all those previously anonymous messages were now posted under the name Zhou Leng.

They also checked and found that, sure enough, in the civilian contribution value system, all the contribution values ​​were given to Zhou Leng.

They then went to look through Zhou Leng's information.

A young face came into view.

"This Zhou Leng is the same Zhou Leng!" Some young theologians were dumbfounded.

"Which Zhou Leng?"

"It's Zhou Leng, the rapist who's been making headlines online recently."

"It's suspicion, not conviction yet," several young theologians corrected.

“This Zhou Leng… I remember now, isn’t he Zhao Nandi’s disciple? I remember him very clearly, his divine script performance was excellent.”

(End of this chapter)