Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 605 Righteousness
Zhou Leng walked to the edge of the arena.

Xu Xinke, the head of the Xu family, suppressed his grief and quickly walked onto the arena. He collected his fourth brother's corpse and put it into his demonic pouch.

As she turned to walk back, she glanced at Zhou Leng.

The heads of the sixteen families and the invited grandmasters gathered together.

They discussed in hushed tones, occasionally glancing at Zhou Leng.

Grandmaster Su Fenghe sighed, "I just said, don't underestimate Zhou Leng, you don't care about him at all."

Grandmaster Zhao Tianji said, "I felt something was wrong from the first moment I saw him. I told you, but since you didn't seem to care, I didn't say anything. This person does indeed possess a peculiar alien power."

"Perhaps it's the power of the Ancient River Sect?"

"possible."

How to target it?

The masters discussed it for a long time, but came to no conclusion.

"We only used one move just now. Next time, don't send out any newly promoted grandmasters. Send out a lower-level grandmaster to try."

"Okay. Who's going?"

This time, unlike the previous eagerness of everyone, all the lower-level grandmasters hesitated.

"Huang Xinwang, how are you?" Xu Xinke asked.

Everyone looked down at the Grandmaster Huang Mingtang, who was handsome and wore a jade and diamond earring in his left ear.

Unlike most other grandmasters who are in their fifties or sixties, Huang Mingtang is only in his forties. Among the middle-aged masters of the sixteen families, he has the highest potential, even surpassing Dong Yingxi.

During his time as a Great Innate Being, he fought a demonic Innate King for over a hundred moves without being defeated, which greatly inspired the Sixteen Families and led to his widespread promotion and praise on short video platforms and major media outlets for many years.

In addition, he does indeed possess strength approaching that of a pre-heavenly king, earning him the online nickname "Huang Xinwang".

Huang Wancheng, the head of the Huang family, frowned and said, "No, let's try other lower-ranking members first. Mingtang is too young and still needs to be trained."

"Then let me ask you, among the other lower-level grandmasters, who is confident in fighting Zhou Leng?" Xu Xinke scanned the other lower-level grandmasters.

The lower-ranking masters from the sixteen families avoided eye contact; even they couldn't possibly kill Xu Xinheng in one move.

Huang Wancheng said, "Let's discuss new rules. If Mingtang cannot win in ten moves, we will concede defeat."

Upon hearing this, everyone realized that the Huang family was really concerned about saving face. They clearly meant that Huang Mingtang only needed to last ten moves, but they changed it to this.

Xu Xinke said, "It's possible to make changes, but the other party might make demands."

Huang Wancheng said, "The Huang family has produced a 'Dragon Ascension Pill'."

The grandmasters exchanged glances, while the innate masters behind them were secretly astonished.

The Dragon Ascension Pill is the elixir used by the Martial Saint.

There is no price, because money cannot buy it; it only circulates within the military and the highest levels of society.

Even if the Huang family were to obtain it, they would inevitably have to pay a heavy price.

Huang Mingtang has a solid foundation and extremely high talent, so he has a great chance of becoming a Grandmaster.

Becoming a master early or late has different implications.

The Ascending Dragon Pill can greatly expand the body's potential and accelerate the advancement to Grandmaster.

This pill was originally intended for Huang Mingtang to use when he attempted to become a Grandmaster, but he had to use it to save his life.

Xu Xinke said loudly, "Grandmaster Zhou, our Huang Mingtang is dedicated to martial arts and is an external force. We dislike internal strife and do not want to harm the harmony of the human race. The Huang family is willing to offer a Dragon Ascension Pill as a price to change the rules. The two sides will fight for ten moves. If there is no winner after ten moves, our side will voluntarily concede defeat."

Some young people didn't think too much about it, thinking to themselves that the Huang family was indeed wealthy and powerful.

Some experienced people immediately understood that the Huang family didn't need to use the Dragon Ascension Pill as a condition; they could have used something else. But they chose to use the Dragon Ascension Pill, and their purpose was obvious.

If Zhou Leng accepts, it will be tantamount to agreeing to the Huang family's potential deal: exchanging the Denglong Pill for Huang Mingtang's life.

Anyone with a little social experience can see the trick to this.

Those high-ranking members of powerful families are accustomed to using seemingly ambiguous but actually purposeful words or methods to get things done. People with high emotional intelligence and who have been in the circle for a long time can see this clearly.

Those who can't see clearly have been eliminated by that circle.

Most people outside the circle don't understand it either.

Zhou Leng is a young man with limited social experience and has never been in that circle before.

“Okay.” Zhou Leng hadn’t expected to receive the Dragon Ascension Pill, so he readily agreed.

Given his status, he could easily buy Dragon Tiger Pills, but even if he could buy Ascending Dragon Pills, he didn't know how many years it would take to get one.

Without saying a word, the Huang family sent someone to deliver the Dragon Ascension Pill to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng glanced at the demonized sealed box, weighed it in his hand, and found that the pill, about the size of a thumb, weighed nearly a pound, which was quite extraordinary.

"The Huang family is very polite, giving away billions of dollars so readily. I should reciprocate in kind," Zhou Leng thought to himself, glancing at Huang Mingtang.

Huang Mingtang is very famous on the internet.

“Master Zhou, please.” Huang Mingtang stood not far away and bowed first.

"Huang Xinwang, please." Zhou said politely.

Huang Mingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the other party call him by his name.

Huang Wancheng, being an experienced and shrewd man, did not let his guard down. He walked to Zhao Tianji's side and whispered, "Master Zhao, if there is any danger in Mingtang, please stop them for a moment."

Zhao Tianji nodded and looked towards the arena.

Zhou Leng and Huang Mingtang accelerated simultaneously, instantly breaking the supersonic barrier.

Zhou Leng's speed was slower than before, clearly indicating that he was not going all out.

Zhao Tianji and Huang Wancheng were completely focused and dared not relax for a moment.

The two met on the ground like two supersonic fighter jets, with a whirlwind whipping up sand, gravel, and broken grass.

Zhou Leng's first punch was a standard, unremarkable punch that rose from the green hills.

The air around my arm condensed into a continuous green mountain range.
Both sides had different mindsets when they saw that Zhou Leng was using the East Wind Fist.

The sixteen families frowned slightly.

Those from the Tiger and Bear factions and the neutral faction were delighted to see this. Because the East Wind Fist was no ordinary fist technique.

Dongfengquan emphasizes momentum and intent over techniques. No matter how well you practice the techniques, without learning Zhao Sheng's momentum and intent, and without inheriting Zhao Sheng's spirit, you cannot unleash even one ten-thousandth of its power.

Many people have tried, but they cannot comprehend Zhao Sheng's martial arts and spirit, and thus cannot use the true Dongfeng Fist.

Every martial artist who learns Dongfengquan will implicitly consider themselves a successor of Zhao Sheng.

Anyone who can use the East Wind Fist will gain the recognition of many martial artists.

Just like math, you either know it or you don't.

The same applies to Dongfeng Fist. Whether or not one inherits and carries forward Zhao Sheng's martial arts depends on whether one knows Dongfeng Fist. If one does, then one does; if one doesn't, then one doesn't.

Many martial arts masters, even those who don't specialize in the East Wind Fist, can easily unleash its power.

Because the martial saints all possess martial arts and will similar to Zhao Sheng, and all have a heroic ambition, a sincere heart for the country and the people, and a desire to fight against demons.

As a result, certain sayings have become popular in various countries.

Whether or not one can master the East Wind Fist determines whether they can advance to the Martial Saint level.

Whether or not one practices the East Wind Fist determines whether one can truly resist the demon.

This has led to the Dongfeng Fist becoming the core standard for testing advanced human martial artists.

No matter how talented or strong a martial arts master is, none of them who have sided with the demons can use the East Wind Fist.

If you can't use it, you can't use it.

However, many martial artists of the Huang Meng School are able to use the East Wind Fist, and their fist techniques are pure, making them the only two exceptions in the Demon Worshiping Cult.

Foreign warriors in the Hell Knights must also learn the East Wind Fist.

In the Tiger and Bear camp, Sun Chan and other masters who were well-versed in the East Wind Fist nodded slightly with smiles on their faces.

Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong were both masters of the Dongfeng Fist.

Seeing that Zhou Leng used the pure East Wind Fist, and that the essence of his fist technique was even greater than his own, Li Shenkong nodded slightly.

The disciples of the Ancient River Sect wore smiles.

Senior Brother is indeed Senior Brother. He has mastered such profound Dongfeng Fist in just a few months since he was promoted to Grandmaster. He must have deeply grasped the essence of "Dongjun Miscellaneous Collection".

On the ring, their fists collided, creating a powerful shockwave.

The two of them stumbled backward at the same time.

Both of them took five steps back.

Everyone stared intently at Zhou Leng.

Both retreated five steps, with Huang Mingtang retreating first and Zhou Leng following behind.

With each step Huang Mingtang took back, he created a pit one meter in diameter in the ground.

Zhou Leng's feet only left slightly heavier footprints.

Some grandmasters stared at the footprints under Zhou Leng's feet, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

In theory, during a battle, the impact is initially strong and then weakens.

The footprints were also dark at first and then light.

However, Zhou Leng's first four footprints were very shallow, while the last one was very deep.

That makes it quite obvious. At first, he was just pretending to back away, but then he realized that the details weren't right, so he hurriedly made his footprints a little heavier at the last step.

We must live up to the value of that Dragon Ascension Pill.

Righteous.

Seeing Zhou Leng performing so energetically, Huang Wancheng and Zhao Tianji exchanged a glance and relaxed.

Huang Mingtang is safe.

For his second move, Zhou Leng still used the "Fist Rising from the Green Mountains" technique, but this time the power was increased.

Although Huang Mingtang had not mastered the Dongfeng Fist's techniques, he was very familiar with its characteristics because the Dongfeng Fist was so famous.

You must do everything you can to prevent your opponent from accumulating punches and momentum.

Once the Dongfeng Fist technique is fully developed, it will be invincible.

Therefore, when facing Dongfeng Fist, you must either attack or defend. The more you dodge, the heavier the opponent's punches become, and then any move from them can send you soaring like a dragon.

Knowing that his opponent was powerful and that he could not win an attack, he first feigned an attack, and then switched from offense to defense after getting close.

He turned his hands, and true energy surged from his palms, combining with the surrounding air to create a huge vortex of true energy.

As Zhou Leng's fist approached, the ocean vortex shattered, and most of the fist's force was swallowed up by the ocean vortex. Finally, it was blocked by Huang Mingtang's external true qi wall.

Zhou Leng glanced at the wall of true energy in front of him, which was like layers of air bricks.

This is the standard power of a lower-level grandmaster, capable of releasing true energy and condensing it into various forms.

Zhou Leng's third punch still started from the green hills, but the force and momentum of the punch were increased once again.

Huang Mingtang continued his strategy of attacking first and then defending, which allowed him to maintain his dignity while successfully defending.

Everyone could see clearly that Zhou Leng's strength and punches were extremely powerful, and his mastery of the Zhenshanhe fighting technique and the Dongfeng Fist was exceptionally high.

However, judging from the current situation, he is only slightly better than Huang Mingtang, and it would be difficult for him to win within ten moves.

With his fourth punch, Zhou Leng's entire body seemed to shrink slightly as his power suddenly concentrated. Then, he stomped his right foot, cracking the ground, and charged forward.

Beneath the lake and sea, a dragon's shadow emerges from the water, unleashing a fierce and unparalleled punch like a dragon striking.

Huang Mingtang used the same trick again, but this time the force of his punches far exceeded that of the previous ones, penetrating his true energy vortex and true energy wall, and landing on him.

Even as his punches were weakened layer by layer, he felt a stinging pain all over his body and retreated several steps until he reached the edge of the ring.

He looked down and saw that his body was originally covered with a layer of transparent blood and qi, like a glass coat. It looked fragile, but in fact it could easily withstand multiple attacks from enemies of the same level.

But now, the surface of the Qi and Blood Cloak is riddled with small holes by the force of the punch, even penetrating the clothing and leaving red spots on the skin.

The grandmasters in the distance had their eyes shining. This Zhou Leng, at such a young age, has such a profound mastery of the East Wind Fist. Could it be that he, like the children of the martial arts clan, has been practicing since childhood?
(End of this chapter)