Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 646 Ten Thousand Miles
Flames erupted from Yuan Kuojing's body once more. He threw a punch, and a giant phantom suddenly appeared in front of him, dozens of meters away, its power reaching Zhou Leng directly.

A flicker of fire rose in Zhou Leng's cold eyes as he channeled the power he had accumulated over the years into his fists.

Push forward smoothly.

Roar……

A dragon and a tiger flew out from both arms.

boom!
The dragon and tiger collided with each other in front of the giant phantom, transforming into a miniature mountain range.

Scattered among the mountains are numerous basins, and the river flows mightily.

boom!
The giant collided with the mountain, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy.

Zhou Leng and Yuan Kuojing stumbled backward at the same time, stopping after more than ten steps.

"In the future, you may be far superior to me, but today, I will defeat the future first king!"

Yuan Kuojing erupted with ferocity, charging towards Zhou Leng like a madman.

The two sides clashed again, fighting fiercely on the ground.

The two fought until they reached the edge of the mountain.

Yuan Kuojing threw a punch, but Zhou Leng easily turned around and dodged it.

boom!
The giant fist pierced through the mountain wall, its entire arm embedded within it.

Zhou Leng kicked out, and Yuan Kuojing actually kicked the mountain with both feet, his right hand turning from a fist into a claw, grabbing the stone inside the mountain wall.

Suddenly, the mountain wall burst open, and Yuan Kuojing grabbed a huge boulder tens of meters high with his right hand, which, like a tall building, hurled at Zhou Leng.

The rock was too big, and the two were too close, so Zhou Leng changed the direction of his hands and bombarded the boulder.

A deafening roar erupted, the boulder shattered, and debris flew everywhere.

Yuan Kuojing, driven by its ferocity, relentlessly tore through the mountainside, grabbing boulders as tall as ten-story buildings and smashing them at Zhou Leng like a giant ape.

Zhou Leng either dodged, smashed the boulder, or engaged in close combat.

In no time, a quarter of the hill, which was several hundred meters high, was removed by Yuan Kuojing.

The grandmasters in the distance exchanged glances. High-ranking grandmasters could tear apart buildings with their bare hands, but tearing apart conjoined boulders like this would take a very long time.

This wide well is much better; you can just grab it with your hand, it's nowhere near as good as this.

Before long, the two were engaged in a fierce battle on the mountaintop.

The mountainside began to crack and crumble, with large boulders rolling downhill.

In no time, they leveled the mountaintop by thirty meters.

At this point, both sides realized that Yuankuojing had a clear advantage.

The wounds on Zhou Leng's body gradually turned from light red to bluish-purple.

Its healing ability... seems frighteningly strong.

The alien giant couldn't fathom that the Far Wide Well, which had unleashed the power of divine bloodlines, should have left the opponent battered and bruised. Why were there only bruises and welts?
The crowd watched as the two continued fighting.

They razed a mountain hundreds of meters high to the ground.

The two continued fighting in the rocky area.

A full hour later, the two stood panting, thirty meters apart, staring at each other.

Everyone knew that the two men had reached their initial physical limits; the intensity of the battle was simply too great.

If these two were to fight in a city, they could raze any city to the ground.

Yuan Kuojing suddenly laughed happily, turned his head and shouted at the alien giants, "How about our future first king?"

"powerful!"

"Domineering!"

"Take him back and enshrine him!"

"We can't let him go!"

The alien giants seemed to be immersed in a carnival, roaring and shouting.

"I hereby declare that the goal of this True King Trial is no longer to slay the dragon, but to bring Yuan Kuo Zhou Leng back to Yuan Kuo Star!"

"Bring back!"

"Bring back!"

The alien giants grew increasingly fanatical.

“He has a serious illness.” Zhou Leng finally uttered the words he had wanted to say for a long time.

Yuan Kuojing turned his head, smiled at Zhou Leng, and said, "You can't even defeat me, how could you possibly defeat hundreds of us! First King, come with us. On Yuan Kuo Star, you can have anything you want."

Zhou Leng looked at Yuan Kuojing, whose eyes were filled with fanaticism, and said, "It seems you won't let me go."

"Of course!" Yuan Kuojing roared, raising his arms high.

The alien giant behind them also raised its arms and roared loudly.

"A formidable opponent, with a seriously flawed mind. It's a pity that the continuation of civilization involves more than just procreation; it also requires learning something very important..."

As Zhou Leng spoke, he activated the Starry Sky True Energy.

Rumble…

A roar, as if stars were crushing the sky, suddenly started.

In everyone's eyes, a miniature nuclear explosion occurred in Zhou Leng's chest and abdomen, with bright light bursting out from his body, illuminating his skin and making his whole body glow.

A series of strong, circular gusts of wind swept outwards from beneath their feet, layer upon layer, raising dust and causing rocks to tumble.

"Since I can't stop you, I'll teach you that messing with the wrong people will cost you your life."

Zhou Leng stood upright, and the fiery lines burning in his eyes even spilled out from the corners of his eyes, forming two thin red lines that flowed and swayed towards his ears.

Behind them, a red light emerged, fluttering like a flag.

From within the red light, semi-transparent faceless figures emerged.

They were dressed in old gray-blue clothes, or with leg wraps, or wearing octagonal hats. Gradually, rows of people appeared behind them, and the further back they went, the more modern their attire became.

“I am granted the mandate of heaven…” Li Shenkong squeezed out four words from his throat.

The human masters bowed slightly, paying their respects.

Only heroes who save countless lives, only those with the will to integrate into civilization, and only those who are prepared to face any danger can truly comprehend the divine mandate they have been given to them.

The human body, with its immense will, can be granted a destiny.

The first eight moves of the Dongfeng Fist.

"Our battle has officially begun."

Zhou Leng slightly shrugged his shoulders, leaned forward, took a step, and threw a punch.

Before everyone's eyes, a giant vertical painting of fist techniques unfolded beside the two men.

Across the land, mountains stretch endlessly and rivers meander, unfolding a partial landscape of the Dragon Kingdom.

On the landscape map, dense red dots appear, forming a continuous line. The red dots start at Zhou Leng and end at Yuan Kuo Jing.

Some masters familiar with maps calculated that, based on the distance indicated by the red dots, the two were more than 12,000 kilometers apart.

The eleventh move of the East Wind Fist is "A Thousand Instant Breaks".

The fastest move.

Almost instantly, Zhou Leng appeared in front of Yuan Kuojing.

Speed, exceeding four times the speed of sound.

Yuan Kuojing only had time to raise his arm to parry, and he didn't even have time to exert his full strength before Zhou Leng's fist pierced through his arm and struck his chest.

The demigod armor was completely unharmed; his body merely swayed slightly.

boom!
The terrifying force of the punch shot out from Yuan Kuojing's back and continued to surge forward.

The hard granite ground cracked and splintered, the powerful force propelling the boulders on either side to roll.

Eventually, the cracks in the rocky ground stretched for fifty meters, resembling a thin, long dragon with its claws outstretched.

Zhou Leng withdrew his fist, patted his shoulder, and walked towards the alien giant squadron.

"It's still not quite there," Zhou Leng said as he walked.

Yuan Kuojing slowly closed his eyes and fell backward onto the ground.

With a loud bang, his body shattered into countless small pieces, just like glass.

The moment he broke through, all his life force was severed.

The demigod armor slowly shrank, shrinking into a tortoise shell.

Zhou Leng waved his right hand, and the tortoise shell flew into his hand and was placed into the spatial wooden box.

"Any more surnames like Yuankuo? Next."

Zhou Leng scanned the alien giant, flames streaming down the sides of his eyes.

It felt as if the sun was shining inside my chest and abdomen.

His aura rose steadily.

Over time, nothing is indestructible.

"I'll go!" A giant whose strength was in no way inferior to that of Yuan Kuojing immediately activated the power of his divine bloodline and charged towards Zhou Leng.

He showed no anger, no cursing, and not even any emotional fluctuation.

Everything is governed by the laws of the universe.

The alien giant slammed his fists down, while Zhou Leng, with his left arm behind his back and only his right arm in one hand, unleashed various styles of the East Wind Fist.

He appears relaxed and carefree, but in reality, he is meticulous and his boxing techniques are precise.

After a hundred moves, Zhou Leng threw another punch, Wan Shun Yi Po.

Without the armor of a demigod, the alien giant's body exploded into fragments, littering the ground.

"The next one is far-reaching."

Zhou Leng continued forward.

One after another, alien giants with vast surnames walked over, and one by one they fell to the ground.

"next."

Zhou Leng stepped over the corpse of the ninth giant with the distant surname.

Ahead, all the alien giants remained motionless.

"there is none left?"

Some giants nodded blankly.

Zhou Leng said, “Very well, now I’ll give you a choice. Those who want to continue capturing me, come to my right; those who don’t want to capture me, come to my left. If there are more people on the left, we can put aside our differences and either fight together or split up. If there are more people on the right, then we’ll continue the battle until either you or one of us is completely defeated…”

"If we are the ones who survive in the end, then I promise that after ascending to godhood, I will find your Faraway Star and annihilate the entire star along with your entire race..."

"This might teach you one thing: don't mess with people you can't afford to mess with."

"Okay, let's get started."

Zhou Leng clapped his hands, spread his arms to the sides, and stood still.

The alien giants looked at each other; some went to the right, and some went to the left.

In the end, the majority of people stood to Zhou Leng's left.

“Very well, the minority shall submit to the majority. Our conflict shall end at the cost of the sacrifice of nine giants.”

The solar furnace within Zhou Leng's body gradually contracted, and his radiant body slowly returned to normal.

The alien giants bowed to Zhou Leng to express their respect and gratitude, then silently turned and walked away into the distance.

"He's so handsome! No wonder the elders arranged a husband for me." Huang Jinli couldn't help but exclaim softly, her eyes sparkling.

"Hmm?" Zhou Leng glanced at Huang Jinli, then looked at the giants Shanhe Tianyue and others.

The giants looked around, not daring to face Zhou Leng directly.

Li Shenkong muttered under his breath, "Are you guys really not afraid of death? Wasn't the price paid by the alien giants enough?"

The giants rolled their eyes at Li Shenkong.

"Are you going to the ancient altar?" Zhou Leng asked.

“Yes,” Huang Jinli skipped over, “Come with us.”

"I came here for the ancient altar. But I also need to kill some undead gods and need some fresh corpses."

"How much do you need? We have some," said Shanhe Tianyue.

"One thousand heads."

Everyone was speechless.

"Fine, let whoever has it take it out."

One by one, the people presented their own undead corpses to Zhou Leng.

The group chatted as they ran toward the ancient altar.

They recounted their experiences over the past few days, and Zhou Leng also shared his own, but he didn't mention the Divine Lake or the mysterious expert in the disaster area.

"Once the ancient altar is opened, I will take you to the River of Divine Veins. Soaking in it for a day or two will be very beneficial to your health."

"Will we clash with the undead dragon god?"

"How can I deal with the undead corpses without a conflict?"

"You're ruthless," said Shanhe Tianyue.

The group continued their journey, encountering undead spirits along the way. If they could catch up, they would kill them; if not, they would give up.

With their numerical advantage, they made great strides, even conquering several small tribes of undead and reaping rich rewards.

(End of this chapter)