Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 728 City Battle
The Elephant Kingdom established a city about a hundred kilometers away.

However, by the middle and later stages of the Martial Arts Era, the city had been largely abandoned, leaving only empty buildings and houses.

Just tens of kilometers away at the foot of the mountain, An Tianzhi and another person were back to back, fighting as they retreated towards the Dragon Kingdom.

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Leng recognized Xu Zhenxian, known as the Iron-Faced Martial Saint. Xu Zhenxian came from the Martial Guard system, had a dark complexion, was ruthless, and acted decisively, which had offended many people.

Wang Boxiong mentioned him, and he gave Wang Boxiong guidance on several occasions.

An Tianzhi is a newly promoted Martial Saint, while Xu Zhenxian is a lower-ranking Martial Saint.

The two stood back to back, working in perfect harmony.

Five martial saints surrounded and attacked the two.
Three martial saints from the Elephant Kingdom, two of whom were masked.

A martial saint with emerald green eyes, his entire body radiating blood-red light, had already swallowed the blood of an ancient beast.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Leng immediately descended the mountain, concealing his presence, and ran swiftly through the woods.

A short while later, they emerged from the forest and were about to make their move.

After the battle ended, An Tianzhi and Xu Zhenxian surprisingly split up into two groups and lured the five away.

An Tianzhi was rather unlucky, being chased by three Martial Saints, but he had just entered the battle and had plenty of true energy, so he wouldn't be defeated quickly.

Zhou Leng rushed straight over and quickly approached.

When they were about ten kilometers away, the Martial Saint on the other side had already spotted them.

Then, the lower-level Martial Saint who possessed the blood of an ancient beast suddenly unleashed his full power and chased after An Tianzhi.

The other two martial saints turned and charged straight at Zhou Leng.

"Zhu Shiji, why aren't you resting in bed? What are you doing here?"

"Let's settle the score today for the time you brought the Dragon Kingdom's Martial Saint to the World Conference!"

One was a martial saint wearing a black hood, and the other was a martial saint from the Elephant Kingdom. Zhou Leng not only knew him, but had also met him at the International Conference.

The Martial Saint of the Elephant Kingdom was revered as the King of Fierce Battle, a name derived from a hero in ancient Elephant Kingdom mythology, who was a lower-ranking demigod.

Zhou Leng glanced at the masked martial saint wearing a black hood, but couldn't tell who the other person was.

The previous World Conference incident dealt a huge blow to the Church of the Demon, the effects of which have not yet been eliminated and it has been listed as the most serious disaster in the history of the Church of the Demon.

The mighty warriors of the Elephant Kingdom, including King Jianzhan, were verbally abused by the demon's demigod avatar, who treated them like dirt, pointing fingers and cursing them to their faces.

Moreover, he cursed at many ordinary members of the Demon Worship Cult.

As a dignified martial saint, how could they tolerate such an insult? They dared not touch the demon, but they dared to touch the human martial saint.

Zhu Shiji is an old, sick, and extremely weak man.

The two martial saints exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and walked to opposite sides, keeping their eyes on Zhou Leng.

"Zhu Shiji, you're really senile. Admit your mistake, and we might let you go."

"Back then, you were quite talented, but you were too badly injured. You only have the lower realm, but your strength has fallen to the level of a newly promoted Martial Saint."

"When we clashed in the air during the International Conference last time, I sensed that your power was already weaker than mine..."

The two martial saints spoke casually, but in reality, they were not relaxed at all.

Because no one knew what Zhu Shiji might do.

The Martial Saint of the Dragon Kingdom will always inspire fear.

Back then, a lower-level martial saint, believing Zhu Shiji was injured, provoked him. As a result, Zhu Shiji fought desperately and severely injured the lower-level martial saint.

From then on, no one in the lower ranks of martial saints dared to provoke Zhu Shiji.

Ordinary people just think that Zhu Shiji has been living a leisurely life all these years, but the martial arts masters don't think so.

Zhou Leng remained calm and continued walking forward.

What does your cursing of Zhu Shiji have to do with me, Zhou Leng?
As the two sides drew closer, the two martial saints separated and charged towards Zhou Leng from either side.

Both of them were traveling at speeds exceeding Mach 15, tearing through the air and instantly reaching Zhou Leng's side.

boom! boom!
He unleashed two punches, each carrying terrifying force.

Before King Tenshin's fist, the image of Asura from the mythology of the Xiang Kingdom appeared.

A massive painting of Asuras slaughtering gods amidst a sea of ​​blood appeared before him.

A giant angel image appeared in the fist of the other masked martial saint.

A magnificent painting of a golden angelic palace appears on earth, holy and powerful, captivating all who behold it.

His fists were fierce and his expression was savage.

Once they make a move, they go all out.

Wherever the two passed, the earth trembled, dust parted, and an invisible force plowed a shallow trench into the ground.

Zhou Leng seemed to slowly raise his arms, or perhaps slowly extend his hands, lightly piercing through the fists of the two half-saints, and spreading his five fingers.

boom!boom!
Two loud bangs rang out, and the two martial saints stopped, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Zhou Leng grabbed the right fist of a martial saint with one hand on each side.

The two martial saints were stunned for a moment, instinctively retreating and clenching their fists, trying to pull them out.

Zhou Leng's hands remained completely still.

Their fists were completely bloodless, deathly pale.

"Ok?"

Zhou Leng turned his head to look at the two Martial Saints, slightly surprised.

The Great Sun Divine Art and the Starry Sky True Energy were useless, and it ended just like that?
"Zhu Sheng, let's talk this out..." King Jianzhan truly lived up to his reputation as the Martial Saint of Xiang Kingdom, able to bend and stretch.

In the distance, some people from the elephant country watched, stunned.

Why did the battle between the martial saints stop?
"I need to know who started this war of martial saints?" Zhou Leng asked.

King Jianzhan hurriedly said, "It's purely for the blood of the ancient beast, and incidentally to weaken the power of the Dragon Kingdom. Absolutely not... Ah..."

boom!
Zhou Leng clenched his right hand tightly, and a piercing explosion rang out.

A cloud of blood mist exploded. The entire right fist of the Fierce Warrior King was crushed into a bloody pulp.

"I don't like deception."

King Jianzhan let out a miserable cry, turned around and rushed towards the Elephant Kingdom. At the same time, he swallowed a magic potion, his body suddenly swelled up, and his speed suddenly increased.

Even someone as strong as Zhou Leng couldn't catch up for a while.

Even as he ran, Zhou Leng continued to grip the masked martial saint's fist.

The masked newly promoted martial saint tried every means to pull his fist away and break free, but Zhou Leng kept shaking his left hand and using various forces to counteract all the masked newly promoted martial saint's strength.

The masked, newly crowned Martial Saint gritted his teeth and continued to struggle.

Zhou Leng ignored him and accelerated his pursuit of Jian Zhanwang.

When the King of Tenacity reached the edge of the deserted city, thick magical runes appeared on his body, making him stronger, but slowing him down.

"Zhu Shiji, don't force me to die together!" Jianzhan Wang roared. He didn't want to use the magic potion to activate the power of the demon, because if the outside world found out, the losses would be enormous.

However, with his right fist crushed, he definitely couldn't defeat the powerful Zhu Shiji with just his left hand.

He was shocked; he hadn't expected that Zhu Shiji had been hiding his strength all along.

Could it be that his old injuries healed after he ascended the first level of the Heavenly Staircase?

Without saying a word, Zhou Leng grabbed the masked newly promoted Martial Saint with his left hand and kicked at Jian Zhan Wang with his right foot.

Jianzhan Wang raised his arm to block.

boom!
A white shockwave erupted in front of him, his body shot straight backward, tracing a perfect straight line through the sky, crashing into a skyscraper, passing through it, and then crashing into another building.

It flew through three buildings before falling into the middle of a road overgrown with weeds.

Zhou Leng ran at high speed along the dilapidated passageway of the three buildings that Jian Zhanwang had passed through.

The masked, newly promoted martial saint who was being dragged along struggled incessantly, his body repeatedly slamming against window frames, glass, walls, tables, and chairs.

Even a martial saint as powerful as Zhou Leng shouldn't have been injured by such power, but Zhou Leng's running speed was too fast, reaching Mach 20 without using his Starry Sky True Energy.

It was faster than his full-speed running, and with his true energy suppressed by Zhou Leng's power, he was unable to protect himself. At this speed, he crashed into various objects, and his whole body was covered in wounds.

Wounds were gaping open, and streaks of blood spread and crisscrossed.

Zhou Leng jumped off the third building, plummeted downwards, and kicked Jian Zhanwang on the ground.

Jian Zhanwang dodged with a roll, and Zhou Leng threw a punch.

Despite being a lower-level demigod, the King of Tenacity was agile and experienced, able to anticipate the situation and dodge once again.

Zhou Leng's powerful punch missed its mark.

The powerful punch pierced the air, creating a huge ring of white mist, and the force reached the seven-story building opposite.

boom!
A huge gap, nearly twenty meters in diameter, appears in the center of the building, extending almost from the ground to the roof.

The damaged sections on both sides swayed and then collapsed with a crash.

Zhou Leng turned around, took a step forward, and grabbed at Jian Zhanwang with his large hand.

Jian Zhanwang was already terrified and dared not fight against "Zhu Shiji" at his peak, so he dodged again.

Zhou Leng seized the opportunity and threw another punch.

Unable to dodge, the King of Tenacity immediately parried and unleashed a semi-divine artifact.

boom!
He and the semi-divine artifact were blasted into the building.

Zhou Leng gave chase, while Jian Zhanwang fled frantically, constantly breaking through buildings and escaping.

Various steel bars, rocks, glass, and other objects passing by pierced or slashed the body of the masked, newly ascended demigod.

Zhou Leng remained oblivious and continued his pursuit.

Rumble…

A loud crash came from behind. Zhou Leng turned his head and saw one building after another collapsing, like dominoes, triggering a chain reaction and raising clouds of dust.

Those buildings couldn't withstand the impact of two people.

As a lower-level demigod, Jian Zhanwang was extremely experienced. Zhou Leng continued to pursue him, and the city's numerous buildings constantly blocked his path.

Soon, Zhou Leng was putting all his strength into every step he took on the ground.

With one kick, the ground collapsed within a radius of several hundred meters, causing houses and buildings to collapse completely.

The abandoned city, home to many animals and insects, is now fleeing in a frenzy.

People in the distant Elephant Country used binoculars or mobile phones to witness an unimaginable scene.

In the abandoned city, houses and buildings collapsed one after another, and dust filled the air.

A warrior from the Dragon Kingdom dragged a masked warrior with his left hand, relentlessly pursuing the renowned King Jianzhan of the Elephant Kingdom.

The world of the Xiang people has collapsed.

Zhou Leng chased after him for a while, but then felt it was a waste of time, so he took a deep breath.

Inside his abdomen, he circulated the Great Sun Divine Art.

boom!
He burst through the building at incredible speed and punched the King of Tenacity in the back.

"what……"

With a scream, the King of Tenacity flew through the air, crashing into and smashing through buildings.

Zhou Leng pushed off the ground and caught up with Jian Zhanwang before he landed, kicking him out.

Bang!
The King of Tenacity's body folded in half, his internal organs ruptured, and blood and fragments of his internal organs splattered from his wounds all over his body. He crashed through several buildings and bounced repeatedly on the plant-covered road before finally slamming into a broken wall.

Blood was gushing from his body, he was convulsing slightly, his limbs were twisting, and his eyes were unfocused.

Zhou Leng took a step forward and looked at the formidable King of Warriors at his feet.

“If you confess honestly, there won’t be so much trouble. Since you can’t talk, then I’ll interrogate you…”

Zhou Leng turned his head and saw that the masked newly promoted Martial Saint, whom he was dragging with his left hand, was covered in blood and gore, had lost a leg, had his eyes rolled back, was breathing weakly, and was unconscious.

(End of this chapter)