Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 698 Completed
"I am Shiva, the god of destruction. Today I have come here to ask for a few cups of clean and hygienic Ganges water."

A faint aura of martial sainthood spread like an autumn breeze, enveloping the venue.

Inside the venue, an inconspicuous old man vanished in a blur and rushed outside.

At that moment, a voice speaking in an elephant accent came from another direction.

"I am Brahma, the creator god. I have come this far today."

An old man left the venue and rushed out.

"I am Vishnu, the guardian god."

"I am Shakyamuni."

Outside the Great Hall of the People, four Mandarin voices with a strong Russian accent rang out from all sides.

But everyone could tell that these four people were not the Martial Saints of the Elephant Kingdom.

The four people left the venue one after another.

The rest of the people remained where they were, motionless.

A series of immense martial saintly auras emanated from afar.

Other martial saints from the Elephant Kingdom arrived.

Subsequently, the power of other martial saints also followed.

A powerful force caused strange phenomena in the heavens and earth; dark clouds gathered, obscuring the sun, and the world alternated between light and darkness.

Above the venue, the martial arts masters conversed.

The people below couldn't hear anything.

All that could be heard was the howling of the wind.

On the side of the stage, Zhou Leng lifted his leg and stepped forward.

Wan Gu almost went crazy, but obeyed orders and followed closely behind Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng walked forward against the deep red velvet curtain, like a staff member who had made a mistake and walked to the worst place at the worst time.

The host kept winking and nodding, signaling for the show to continue.

Zhou Leng walked to the center of the huge stage curtain.

Under the spotlight, looking ahead at the audience seats, there was a huge, dark mass of people.

Countless people stared in astonishment at the person behind the curtain.

Zhou Leng spread his hands apart and grabbed the deep red velvet curtains on the left and right sides respectively.

With a slight smile, he pulled hard with both hands.

The curtains broke at the connection point, and the two huge curtains fell like red clouds.

Landing in mid-air, Zhou Leng took a deep breath, activated the Great Sun Divine Art, and his body instantly expanded.

Veins bulged out from under his skin.

With a sudden thrust of his arms forward, two enormous curtains, like two celestial clouds or two large red handkerchiefs, spun and whistled as they flew out.

hiss hiss hiss hiss...

As it rotated, the curtain tore apart, and white vapor rippled.

In the blink of an eye, it shattered into tiny pieces, each the size of a palm.

Each small handkerchief is imbued with celestial energy sharper than a steel knife.

Thousands upon thousands of tiny red handkerchiefs spun around like spinning blades, flying at terrifying sonic speeds through the grand conference hall.

Boom boom boom boom...

It was as if thousands of hypersonic, magical aircraft were flying back and forth here.

Countless tiny handkerchiefs passed through all obstacles—people, tables, and chairs.

The shockwave generated by supersonic flight alone can easily shatter an ordinary congenital condition.

These small handkerchiefs reached the end, flew to Zhou Leng's front, and then bounced back rapidly.

The main conference hall has three floors, and these small handkerchiefs are also divided into three floors.

The distance from the stage to the end of the venue is only about 60 or 70 meters.

The speed of the small handkerchief exceeds seven times the speed of sound, which is 2,400 meters per second.

Except for a few handkerchiefs that deviate midway, even the slowest "death handkerchief" will spin back and forth ten times within a second.

Wan Gu stared blankly as three layers of dense, red afterimages covered the entire area.

It shuttles back and forth, roaring incessantly, like millions of roses blooming.

Even the most powerful beings cannot discern their trajectory or changes.

All he could see was countless red blades swirling and dancing endlessly in the conference hall.

The conference hall has been transformed into a meat grinder.

Rumble…

The two upper floors of the main conference hall could not withstand the intense bombardment and collapsed.

The crowd was so dense that not a single shout could be heard.

Because thousands upon thousands of tiny handkerchiefs form an endless sonic boom, and a deadly blade.

Zhou Leng stood under the spotlight, his hands outstretched, rapidly creating countless blurry images that kept shooting out.

In her left hand, a handkerchief fluttered back and forth.

With his right hand, he launched steel balls from the Starry Sky Bag.

A handkerchief with a starry sky can truly wrap around you; no matter how much warm blood it passes through, it remains cold.

Without the protection of the starry sky, the steel ball would be instantly melted into molten iron by the high temperature upon being launched.

At the same time, under the influence of the surrounding cooling force, these molten irons form a unique metallic jet.

Each steel ball has a power far exceeding that of a large-caliber sniper rifle.

The target of these steel balls was the grandmaster present.

With a flick of his right hand, the second round of steel balls appeared.

They were densely packed, arranged in a neat 10x10 pattern in front of him. With a push of his right hand, 100 steel balls exploded and shot straight at the enemy.

Steel balls are harder than handkerchiefs and fly faster.

All exceed Mach 12.

Boom boom boom boom...

In the hall ahead, below the level of Grandmaster, a cluster of handkerchiefs, constantly swirling and cutting, was sliced ​​into countless pieces.

A few high-ranking masters or grandmasters had large holes blasted into their bodies by red-hot liquid steel balls; some had their heads exploded, while others were severed in half.

The very few Grandmasters or Grandmaster Kings who possessed protective semi-divine artifacts were met with swarms of steel balls and swarms of starry sky-themed handkerchiefs.

In just a few seconds, the supersaturated attack landed on him, and the power of the semi-divine artifact was exhausted.

Boom boom boom...

But the steel balls and handkerchiefs continued to bombard.

The grandmaster, enveloped by a semi-divine artifact, was subjected to hundreds of impacts every second. His skin, flesh, and bones felt as if they were being struck by giant hammers from all directions in an instant. As he was sent flying backward, sparks flew everywhere and the roar was incessant.

They crashed heavily into the wall.

A semi-divine artifact, embedded in a concrete structure, with meat sauce slowly flowing inside.

More than six thousand elites from all walks of life across the planet Earth, representing various countries, formed a red carpet of flesh and blood that covered the hall.

Until the last Grandmaster King was blasted into a bloody pulp, the countless little handkerchiefs lost their power and floated down lightly.

A myriad of colors and flowers covered the entire venue.

The lights shone brightly, and all was silent.

Rumble…

The largest hall in the Elephant Kingdom collapsed with a crash.

The terrifying power of the Martial Saint swept in.

"You bastard..."

A curry-scented shout exploded in the sky.

A white wave surged across the sky, and the Martial Saint's fist, seemingly tangible, hurtled straight towards them.

"hehe."

A semi-transparent, long red mountain descended from the sky, blocking the white giant waves and receiving the power of the Elephant Kingdom's Martial Saint.

"go!"

Zhou Leng picked up Wan Gu like a chick, smashed through the wall, and fled north.

"Capture him and bestow upon him the elixir of immortality!" rang out a shrill old hag's voice.

The Elephant Kingdom's martial saints in the sky, seeing the collapsed hall and the blood and mud all over the ground, went mad and desperately attacked Zhou Leng.

But opposite them, the even more powerful Martial Saints of the Dragon Kingdom formed the Martial Saint Great Wall, standing tall in the sky, indestructible.

"Kill him! Kill him! Forget about the Eastern Lord's Faction, forget about the Hell Knights, kill that man!"

"Whoever kills that person, I will take him as my disciple."

"Even the lowest of the low can be promoted to Brahman!"

The anger of the Martial Saints of the Elephant Kingdom formed a strange aura in the sky, enveloping Zhou Leng.

Even if the martial artists of the Xiang Kingdom within a radius of hundreds of kilometers could not see Zhou Leng, they could still sense a peculiar aura rushing at high speed.

Upon hearing the words of the martial saints, the warriors of the Elephant Kingdom abandoned the Hell Knights and the Eastern Lord Faction, and rushed towards Zhou Leng.

Those geniuses from lower castes, in particular, consumed potions like crazy to unleash their potential and desperately try to catch up.

They chased and chased, and suddenly realized, where did the person go?
At ten times the speed of sound, no grandmaster can catch up.

All the martial saints of the Elephant Kingdom were blocked by the martial saints of the Dragon Kingdom who had secretly gathered.

Zhou Leng sped along, traversing mountains and valleys, crossing the border, and arriving in the Dragon Kingdom.

Let go of all the valleys.

"vomit……"

Wan Gu had already vomited halfway there, and even fainted once. Now he could only lie on the ground and dry heave.

After retching, Wan Gu looked up with a pale face and said, "Senior, it seems that our original plan was not like this."

"My mission is to bring you safely to the Dragon Kingdom. Now tell me whether you've completed it or not."

When did you contact the Martial Saint?

"yesterday."

"why?"

"What is the purpose of our intelligence gathering? It's to kill the enemy more effectively. If we kill them all, then we won't need to gather intelligence anymore, right?"

"However, this would trigger a huge public opinion disaster."

"If you do nothing and just wait there, will you avoid causing a media frenzy?"

"But... I still feel like something's not right."

"You taught me."

"what?"

“You say the people of Elephant Country are all lowlifes. They have a habit of offending you first when they see you. If you tolerate and forgive them, they will think you are of a lower caste and become even more aggressive. If you fight back fiercely, they will think you are of a higher caste and will respect you. Such people have already climbed to your doorstep. If you don't slap them across the face, are you even human? Your father has already sacrificed himself there. Do you think I can let you continue to die there in such a cowardly way?”

Zhou Leng pointed to the border line not far ahead.

Codename Wan Gu slowly stood up, looked at the place where his father had died in the distance, and after a long time, said, "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Lu Weiqu."

"My name is Zhou Leng."

The two held hands with their right hands.

A figure descends from the sky.

Zhu Shiji nodded slightly.

Zhou Leng said, "I'll leave Wan Gu to you. I'll enter the sea from here, circle around it, and land in the southern part of Xiang Kingdom. They won't find me there."

"This will not be repeated," Zhu Shiji said.

Zhou Leng waved and ran towards the Tianxi District in the east.

As he ran, Zhou Leng changed his appearance, transforming into an ordinary Brahmin from the Elephant Kingdom.

Once they reached an area with a signal, they sent a message to Xu Qingjin and the others, saying they would be going into seclusion for a long time, and then shut down all means of communication.

Upon reaching the beach, jump in. Without waving your arms, simply stand underwater and use the power to penetrate the void, combined with the power you've cultivated, to propel yourself forward rapidly underwater.

When the news reached various countries, everyone was stunned.

The Supreme Court of China was equally bewildered.

Many small and medium-sized countries are in a better position because their upper echelons have been wiped out, and now the priority is to fight for power. As for how those old fogies died, does it matter?

On that day, many countries descended into civil war.

The remaining members of the Ouying and other factions dared not meet in person, but only held remote meetings to discuss countermeasures.

Their eyes were filled with confusion.

How to do?
Condemning the Dragon Kingdom? There's no evidence. All the Martial Saints and Grandmasters who made the move were disguised.

The key question is, what are we condemning? Are we condemning the Dragon Kingdom for sending people to wipe out the entire Demon Worshiping Cult? That's not condemnation; it's just slapping ourselves in the face.

Can we simply do nothing and not condemn it?

Rumors are spreading all over the world.

Especially on the Chinese internet, various self-media outlets are wildly speculating that members of the Daqi Dang, Hong Dang, Hei Dang, Bai Dang, Lezi Dang, and Baimojiao are locked in a fierce battle.

A few days later, the world's internet went into a frenzy.

Those celebrities never appeared again, and all their social media content remained frozen on that day.

The location of their last message or video was Wuxin Deli.

(End of this chapter)