Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 61 Hold On

Chapter 61 Hold On
Chapter 60: Hold On
"Brother, when we get to the Demon Worship Sect, I will work hard to climb up and leave a way out for you. No matter what happens in the future, we two brothers will work together, just like when we were little, and we won't be afraid of anyone!"

"Yes, I'm not afraid of anyone." Tian Wenhu said in a soft voice.

Going down to the first floor, the two men headed toward the garage.

"Brother, our pioneering group should not have retreated back then. If we hadn't withdrawn, the people from our two families would not..." Tian Wenbao said with tears in his voice.

"What's past is past."

Tian Wenhu helped Tian Wenbao into the garage, put Tian Wenbao in the back seat, covered him with a thin blanket, and drove away from the villa.

In the dark night, on the wide road, there was only one car moving forward, its headlights illuminating the front alone.

The dim light from the dashboard shone on Tian Wenhu's face, and his expression was calm.

After driving for more than ten minutes, there was a flashing light ahead.

The lights on the police car were spinning and shining.

Rows of nails were laid on the road.

Tian Wenhu glanced at the rearview mirror and saw several police cars chasing them.

"Sit tight."

Tian Wenhu turned the steering wheel and the car drove off the asphalt road and rushed into the wilderness.

The car body rose and fell on the uneven field.

The police car accelerated and one figure after another jumped out and ran towards Tian Wenhu at a speed faster than the car.

"Tian Wenhu, if you surrender now, there's still time!" A guard rushed over and shouted through a loudspeaker.

Tian Wenhu pretended not to hear and continued driving away.

The rapidly approaching figures were getting faster and faster. Suddenly, Deng Zhijue accelerated sharply and kicked the side of the trunk.

Bang!
The power of a full-strength kick in the late stage of vitality is more than 100,000 pounds.

The whole car lost balance and rolled on the ground.

The interior of the rolling car was shaking violently.

Tian Wenhu barely maintained his balance. He reached his right hand to the back seat, grabbed Tian Wenbao, and smashed the front windshield with his left fist.

Tian Wenhu picked up Tian Wenbao and rushed out from the front windshield as agilely as a monkey.

"Hold on tight." Tian Wenhu took off his coat and carried Tian Wenbao on his back.

He used the clothes as a rope to tie a knot and tied the two men together around their waists.

Tian Wenhu held Tian Wenbao behind him with his left hand and ran.

With his right hand, he felt the inch-long shard of glass under his ear, pulled it out, and threw it away.

"Brother, go by yourself..." Tian Wenbao said softly.

Tian Wenhu said nothing and looked ahead.

The wilderness is dark and gloomy late at night.

More than a dozen young warriors surrounded them from all sides.

"Stay!" Deng Zhijue took the initiative and punched Tian Wenbao in the back of the head.

Tian Wenhu had no way to avoid it and turned around and punched him.

When the two fists collided, Deng Zhijue's sleeves exploded and his body fell backwards.

Tian Wenhu staggered back.

"As expected of you, the leader of the Five Tigers of Shuizhou. Your true energy is even stronger than mine." Deng Zhijue gently shook his sore right arm and looked at Tian Wenhu, who was more than ten years older than him.

His hair was black and white, his eyes were blazing, and he looked very powerful.

Tian Wenhu supported Tian Wenbao with his left hand, straightened his chest, and looked around.

The twelve vitality periods were divided into different directions and slowly approached.

Deng Zhijue said: "If you let him go now, there is still room for maneuver."

"He is my brother." Tian Wenhu said.

"He has transformed into a demon and must be executed."

"He is my brother." Tian Wenhu's tone remained unchanged and his face was calm.

Another Wuwei said: "You are well aware of the price of colluding with the Demon Worship Cult."

Tian Wenhu patted Tian Wenbao behind him and said, "Hold on tight."

Just like when he carried his brother, who was covered in mud, out of the mud pond, holding a bag of loaches.

Tian Wenhu turned around and rushed towards the Wuwei on the other side.

With just one punch, he repelled the guards and broke out of the encirclement.

But soon, the twelve men surrounded them again.

In the dark night, Tian Wenhu used his right arm and legs to fight against the guards who attacked from all directions.

Even the leader of the Five Tigers of Shuizhou, who was so strong, gradually became exhausted after holding on for more than thirty moves.

His clothes were shattered by the internal energy, revealing his strong body covered with scars.

On the surface of the skin, there was a black fist mark on the left shoulder, a bright red palm mark on the right chest, and in the middle of the abdomen, there was a hole poked by fingers. The bleeding had stopped, but the intestines were wriggling.

Suddenly, there was a sweeping blow.

嘭

Tian Wenhu staggered and fell to the ground together with Tian Wenbao.

He tried his best but couldn't stand up, so he could only kneel on one knee.

His left hand was still supporting Tian Wenbao behind him.

The twelve guards stopped and looked at Tian Wenhu from all directions. "You can hand over Tian Wenbao now," said Deng Zhijue.

Tian Wenhu looked around, murderous intent in his eyes, and said nothing.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, but there was more blood.

The skin and flesh on his right hand were eroded, revealing large pieces of bone.

Tian Wenbao said with all his strength: "I did not collude with the Demon Worship Cult. I just practiced magic. It has nothing to do with my brother. He did not help me escape. He wanted to take me to surrender."

The guards watched quietly.

Tian Wenbao whispered, "Brother, wait for me to come out and fry a plate of loaches for me."

"it is good."

Tian Wenbao smiled and tilted his head, like a deflated balloon hanging around his neck.

Tian Wenbao slid off his brother's back.

"Wenbao?"

Tian Wenhu turned around and saw Tian Wenbao's body broken into pieces with his limbs separated.

After running all the way and being affected by the battle, there was not a single intact part of his body.

Tian Wenhu gently stroked Tian Wenbao's bloody head and whispered, "When you go home, I'll fry some loaches for you."

After saying that, Tian Wenhu picked up Tian Wenbao and looked at Deng Zhijue.

"I'll go with you."

"Let's go."

In the darkness of night, a row of dark shadows walked towards where the police lights were flashing.

Martial Arts School, Class 01 Martial Arts School.

Zhou Leng was awakened by a slight sound. He looked up and saw that it was still dawn and some classmates were practicing with magic equipment in the martial arts hall.

Zhou Leng sat up slowly.

"Zhou Leng, why are you sleeping here?" a classmate who was training shouted.

"I was busy until too late last night, so I just slept here."

"Remember to rest and don't work too hard."

"it is good."

Zhou Leng stood up, went to the sink, took a sip of water, and used his internal energy.

The true energy surges, and the clear water in the mouth washes the teeth.

puff……

Zhou Leng spat out the water in his mouth.

After the true Qi is perfected, there is no need to wash for a long time. The body can cleanse itself quickly just by moving the Qi.

Zhou Leng looked at the time and sent a message to Deng Zhijue.

"Instructor, what's going on?"

"He was caught, but he's dead. I was just about to report this to the gym owner. You stay in the gym for the next two days to prevent retaliation from the forces behind Tian Wenbao. Wait until the investigation is done and it's safe before you leave."

"it is good."

Deng Zhijue ended the conversation, knocked on the door and entered the owner's office.

"The owner."

"Please describe the situation in detail."

Deng Zhijue explained slowly.

"...Finally, I think that Zhou Leng's sensitivity to demonic energy may be a mutation after he was attacked by a demon, or it may be a spontaneous protection of the body. There have been similar cases before."

Wang Boxiong raised his head and stared into Deng Zhijue's eyes.

"Zhou Leng is just making a guess. The message he sent you cannot prove that he is special in any way. Everything is your discovery, your decision, and all the credit is yours. He is just participating normally. Do you understand?"

Deng Zhijue immediately straightened up and said, "I understand! I will write a report based on the owner's instructions and the actual situation. From beginning to end, Zhou Leng has shown a wealth of demon knowledge, careful reasoning ability, and extraordinary courage, but has not been of any help in other aspects."

"Talk to Zhou Leng in private. From now on, when you exchange important information, it should only be verbal. Do not use any communication software."

"Yes."

"Go ahead and write the report for me."

"Yes!"

"Wait a moment."

Deng Zhijue turned around.

"The bonus for outstanding martial arts students should be distributed today. Please inform Zhou Leng."

"Yes."

"Ni San's matter involves Zhou Leng. It has been recorded in the file. Have you seen it?"

"I'll see when I get back."

"Leave that sign with Zhou Leng for now."

"But someone is investigating..."

"Come directly to me."