Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 587 Battle
By the bridge on the banks of the Longyou River, Hu Yi was wielding a food delivery coupon and fighting over the hamburgers he had ordered. Two yuan for two large hamburgers, a soda, and a box of fries.

He finished eating slowly and stuffed the remaining food into the trash can.

I walked to the taxi and shook my neck.

Since taking the three Qi-boosting pills that Zhou Leng gave him, his health has improved day by day.

He only cultivated every now and then, and inexplicably broke through the Qi Refining stage and entered the Blood Circulation stage. Moreover, his Qi and blood grew very quickly, far surpassing the previous little geniuses in the same school.

He asked around among his friends and found out that he was one of those people who were both unlucky and lucky.

It's considered bad luck because the body is likely to be damaged, for example, from drinking polluted water for a long time, ingesting microplastics, heavy metal poisoning, or getting sick, which can lead to underlying health problems.

These underlying issues affected the operation of his cultivation technique, which is why Hu Yi's strength was mediocre in the past.

Fortunately, after taking three Replenishing Yuan Pills, the root cause of the illness was eliminated, the negative factors affecting the cultivation method were removed, and everything returned to normal. Thus, he regained his original good aptitude and his cultivation progressed rapidly.

Hu Yi suspects that many of his classmates are actually similar to him, possessing various talents, but unfortunately, they are worn down by external forces during their growth.

Another important reason is the new national superpower, "The Body of Resilience," which has gradually strengthened the body since its acquisition.

He sighed as he thought of Zhou Leng.

He knew that Zhou Leng was more upset than he was, so he would ask about her occasionally but not bother her too much.

Because he had also experienced isolating himself, he wanted to stay quietly by himself and refused to communicate with the outside world.

If it were me, having reached such a glorious peak, only to end up with the severance of my martial arts path, I'd probably be drowning by now.

However, he couldn't let it go after all, and he sent a message yesterday asking if he could visit if he had time.

Just then, Feng Wenhao sent me a message.

"Hu Yi, have you found your dad?"

Hu Yi paused for a moment, then glanced around.

Last year, right here, by this river, on this bridge.

Feng Wenhao asked if his mother had been found, and today, he asked if his father had been found.

It's like a cycle, repeating itself.

Hu Yi's hands trembled for a long time before he replied, "Not yet."

“There will definitely be another chance. Take your time, we will definitely find it. I’ve been keeping an eye on things for you at the Armed Police Bureau. As soon as there’s any news about the Demon Worship Cult, I’ll contact you immediately.”

"No need. The Demonic Cult has already captured my mother, my sister, my father, and my brother, and probably refined them into demonic artifacts. They can't be found anymore, so I give up."

"still have a chance."

“I know you’re trying to comfort me, but after realizing that my mom and dad are both gone, I suddenly realized that I should grow up, and I have to grow up. I have to accept some facts. By the way, don’t tell Zhou Leng about this; I don’t want him to worry about me.”

"Don't worry, I've told all our classmates and friends not to tell him about this. He's having a harder time than us right now, sigh."

"How's the news about him?"

"There has been no news, but now someone is framing him, saying that he colluded with Huang Meng's faction to expose the list of Supreme Court members' information."

"The Demon-Worshipping Cult hasn't stopped yet?"

"The worship of demons will never cease."

"You guards are going to be busy, be careful."

"Safety? Safety isn't the most important thing. What we fear most is mental exhaustion. Nobody knows which bastard up there is a member of the Demonic Cult. They can just leak some information or create some incidents and all our efforts will be wasted. Do you think the higher-ups are blind about Zhou Leng's matter? They know better than anyone else, but if one of their own hands makes a mistake, can they be punished? They can only suffer the injustice of the dust on their heels."

Hu Yi asked, "I heard that the assets of human legends are being transferred overseas, and the assets of human demigods are being transferred to the Demon Prison Realm? Has it been upgraded?"

Feng Wenhao naturally understood that "legend" and "demigod" were slang terms, and said, "This thing... does exist, it's just a repeat of itself, nothing new."

"The documents released this time say that the things they did were one of the core reasons for the economic collapse in recent years?"

"Sigh... I dare not speak on this matter. I can only give a simple example: how could the Ming Dynasty, with so many people, so much land, so much money and grain, and so many soldiers, be defeated by a few hundred thousand Manchus? Is that even possible? Wasn't it because the Ming Dynasty, from the emperor to the civil and military officials, down to the gentry, conspired to commit suicide and collectively surrendered to the enemy? Just like your parents, they really thought it was... cough cough..."

Feng Wenhao suddenly stopped and coughed lightly.

“You rarely talk about these things before,” Hu Yi said.

“Before, I was in school and had no contact with society. Recently, as a trainee martial arts officer, I have been running around with people, and after being stimulated by Zhou Leng’s incident, I suddenly realized that even Zhou Leng could not protect himself. What about me? It’s like hell on earth. Nowadays, many people are suffering more and more than in previous years. The situation has accumulated to a certain critical point. The old methods are no longer working.”

Hu Yi suddenly laughed and said, "But they will still use the old methods, and we will also use the old methods."

"Never mind, I've had a lot of upsetting things going on lately, so I'll just say a few more words and try to talk less about these things in the future."

The two chatted for a few more minutes.

Hu Yi leaned against the car and smoked a cigarette.

Amidst the drifting smoke, many things came to mind.

These days, he has heard a rumor.

The reason why the Demon Worship Cult captures children, women, and men is not because demons want to eat people, but because the Zhao family is hungry.

The headquarters of the Demonic Cult can be found in various countries, but the local headquarters has never been exposed.

Guoyun Kaituo Company.

Li Linhan feels like he's been dreaming these past few months.

At first, everything was normal.

But ever since Zhao Lianshuo took Xue Chengsong to Gao Tianlong's company, all sorts of bad luck have been happening.

He was pressured by his colleagues and reprimanded by his superiors, and was eventually assigned to the waste disposal workshop.

That was the dirtiest, smelliest, and most unbearable workshop in the entire factory.

After entering that workshop, Li Linhan, under the title of "specialist," worked from dawn till dusk every day, exhausted and smelling terrible.

Fortunately, he took the pills Zhou Leng gave him; otherwise, his already crippled body would have definitely collapsed. The whole company knew that several departments were "cold palaces" (departments that were sidelined), to the point that some people gradually stopped associating with him.

Strangely, not long after, for some unknown reason, the higher-ups transferred Li Linhan to the quarantine department and promoted him to deputy manager.

He was promoted directly from a lowly position to a department that was not too strenuous but still offered real power and lucrative opportunities.

Li Linhan himself was confused. He inquired about it, but ultimately still couldn't figure it out.

Later, the Niu family from Xiongcheng came to their door. After going around in circles for a while, they realized that Li Linhan couldn't understand them. Finally, they said they hoped to reconcile with Zhou Leng, and Li Linhan finally understood.

He didn't know what to do, so he discussed it with his comrades and decided to remain unchanged in the face of any eventuality.

He now often visits Zhao Lianshuo's home to comfort the old platoon leader.

The broken sword was borrowed by the Zhao family and has not been returned to this day.

Recently, Zhao Lianshuo realized that the Zhao family wasn't just using the broken sword for exhibition; they actually wanted to take it back. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent such a generous gift.

Zhao Lianshuo was so angry that he couldn't sleep for several days, but he couldn't do anything about the Zhao family.

Gao Tianlong was right. In Zhao Gong's eyes, anyone who wasn't on the list of the Grand Council wasn't worthy of the Zhao surname; at best, they were just a small-town Brahmin.

Those small-town Brahmins, however, always thought they were surnamed Zhao, but in Zhao Gong's eyes, they were not even as good as his own dogs.

Li Linhan frequently visited Zhao Lianshuo's home because he noticed that the old platoon leader was acting strangely.

At first, he just kept mentioning the broken sword.

Later, he began to read "Dongjun Miscellaneous Collection" repeatedly, and even occasionally said something that he didn't know if it was true or not.

"Zhao Sheng once said something very strange to me: if the broken sword is ever taken away, then we must give up our illusions and prepare for a fight."

Now, Zhao Lianshuo, who is over sixty years old, has resumed his spiritual practice and is working very hard.

He said he was Zhao Sheng's warrior in the past, and he still is.

Li Linhan felt that Zhao Lianshuo had mental problems because his broken sword was taken away and he was ridiculed for not being worthy of the surname Zhao, so he could only spend more time with him.

Xiongcheng.

The undercurrent is surging.

Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong, two senior masters, launched a life-or-death challenge against the sixteen families.

Each side fielded nine grandmasters, three of each lower, middle, and upper ranks, to engage in a ring battle in the Water Continent Demon City.

No matter life or death.

At first, the sixteen families made various excuses and refused, and put pressure on the two of them to complain to the Demon City Army.

But the Demon City Army gave a straightforward reply: they were not only members of the Demon City Army, but also warriors.

Human martial artists have the right to challenge other martial artists, and the Martial Academy has no right to interfere.

Subsequently, Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong destroyed sixteen mines in various demon cities and robbed their caravans.

In just one month, losses amounted to hundreds of billions.

The sixteen families used various means, both soft and hard tactics, and even invited Zhao Hao to personally visit the Chen family behind Chen Shouhu and Zhu Shiji behind Wang Boxiong.

Failed.

This is the first time in recent years that Zhao Gong has made a formal appearance but returned empty-handed.

This is an extremely unusual signal.

Afterwards, rumors about the Zhao family began to circulate among the powerful factions.

God, it bleeds.

It is said that Zhao Hao was furious about this and ordered the sixteen families to resolve the issue themselves.

After much back and forth, the two sides finally set a date: March 15th, at the Grandmaster's Life and Death Arena in the Water Continent Demon City.

No matter life or death.

Sixteen families agreed to the life-or-death platform, but there was one strict condition.

The information must be kept confidential and none of the parties are allowed to disclose it.

Zhao Gong.

The sound of splashing water while washing feet filled the air.

"Uncle, don't be angry. Even if they're making a scene now, in the future, the world will still depend on you."

"Time will tell. People always talk to me about how arrogant you and your brother are, especially about you, saying you bully others and don't respect them. I've never understood how a delicate and gentle girl like you could be like that. Now some people are avoiding you because they see the wind is blowing and they're keeping their distance, but you're still so well-behaved. How could you be the kind of person they say you are?"

“I don’t care what happens outside, or what others say, you are my uncle and I am your niece. You can’t deny it.”

"Haha, you..."

"Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong are too arrogant. On the surface, they are seeking justice for Zhou Leng, but in reality, they have become too powerful and are seeking revenge for Ma Xingkong back then. I heard that they still resent our Zhao family for protecting the Sixteen Families. This time, they are coming for us."

"They're still too young. Do they really think that just because the arena for life and death is open, they can get on it?"

"Huh? You can prevent them from even getting into the ring?"

"You'll know then."

"Since you have personally intervened, the overall situation is already settled."

World of ferocious beasts.

Zhou Leng returned to Mammoth Lake and cultivated under the Frost Tree for a period of time. His body fully adapted to the Grandmaster realm, and he left the Beast World, running towards the Water Continent Demon City.

(End of this chapter)