Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 729 Nonsense
Zhou Leng looked at the unconscious masked martial saint in his hand, then at the unconscious martial saint in the ruins, and lifted the mask off the martial saint in his hand.

An elderly woman, one of the Martial Saints of the Ogre Alliance, Sula'en, is currently the Secretary-General of the Ogre Alliance.

He had been pretending to speak in a man's voice, so he didn't immediately connect it to her.

A staunch member of the Demonic Cult, he has repeatedly claimed that the Demonic Prison is humanity's true home, and has openly and covertly attacked the pro-war faction, especially harboring hatred towards the Dragon Kingdom.

Zhou Leng glanced at the announcement in the Martial Saint group.

The document, in rather harsh terms, instructed all martial saints to avoid killing Blue Star martial saints as much as possible. If they were to win, they should refrain from killing them; if they had to kill them, it should only be done as a last resort.

We must value harmony and consider the overall situation.

The culture of compromise and appeasement permeates the Wusheng community.

Zhou Leng released Sula's hand, and the dying Sula woke up with a start. He raised his head and said weakly, "Zhu Shiji, you actually hid your strength."

"Ah."

"I never expected to fall into your trap. Tell me, what do you want? I can redeem myself."

Zhou Leng bent down, took the magic pouch from Sula's waist, and asked, "What else do you have?"

Sula was dumbfounded. Wasn't the Dragon Kingdom's Martial Saint known for his reasoning?
When did Zhu Shiji become so demonic?

She suppressed her anger and slowly said, "My magic pouch contains almost ninety percent of my wealth, and it's all yours now. I only hope you'll spare my life."

"Of course, the premise is that you tell me what you know about the Demon Worship Cult, about Ms. Sula'en, the Vice Leader of the Demon Worship Cult's Ou Alliance." Zhou Leng said, activating the recording mode of the Demon Brain.

She paused for a moment, then said, "I have nothing to do with the Demon Worship Cult."

"Stop making a scene, everyone knows, let's talk this out calmly." Zhou Leng said calmly.

Sulaon lay on the ground, squinting at "Zhu Shiji," vaguely sensing that the other party's attitude was very different from before. Could it be that the Dragon Kingdom's martial saints were preparing to make their move ahead of schedule?
Her face darkened, and she said with all her might, "Zhu Shiji, you must understand that I am the Secretary-General of the Ou Alliance, in charge of a large number of Ou Alliance affairs. Once I die, you and the Dragon Kingdom will be in a very passive position."

"The way you're saying this makes me think you work in the Supreme Court of the Dragon Kingdom. Hmm... if I remember correctly, you went to Changda University for a few years and turned quite a few people there, right? Including the Changda University president who just left."

“Tell me, what do you want?” Suran said.

“Hmm, you can’t understand human language? I’ll tell you, hand over all the information about the Demon Worshipping Cult.” Zhou Leng said, slowly raising his right foot.

A flicker of panic crossed Sura's eyes as he said, "I am a Martial Saint, I am a high-ranking member of the Ou Alliance, you cannot kill me! According to custom, we make the first move before you can retaliate; if we agree to negotiate, you must open your doors... Zhu Shiji, what are you doing, you demon..."

With her final scream, Zhou Leng stomped down.

puff……

His head exploded, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Silly woman, what nonsense are you talking about? Just be your headless god."

After collecting the body, he glanced in the direction An Tianzhi was being chased.

He turned around, picked up the half-dead Jianzhanwang, and strode away.

Boom...boom...boom...

As its speed increased, it created layers of white shock waves in the atmosphere.

The people of Elephant Kingdom watching from afar were as if they had lost their parents.

Suraen was, after all, a martial saint, and in the end, he used his power to scream, which could be heard clearly by people dozens of kilometers away.

Many people were recording it.

Zhou Lengfei flew over a large mountain and suddenly stopped.

On the opposite side of the vast snow-capped mountains stood a lower-level Martial Saint, his entire body radiating a bloody aura, carrying the unconscious An Tianzhi.

That lower-ranking Martial Saint is a veteran Martial Saint from the Elephant Kingdom. He is younger than King Jianzhan, but stronger, and may be promoted to the middle rank within three years.

Like King Jianzhan, he also followed the custom of the Elephant Kingdom and named himself after the mythology of the Elephant Kingdom, King Shicha.

Zhou Leng lifted Jian Zhanwang high with his right hand, pointed with his left, and said, "How about I trade this lower-level Martial Saint for a newly promoted Martial Saint?"

The King of Ten Cars had a fair complexion and a thick beard.

He said, "Throw it over here first, and I'll give it to you."

"Hmm? Don't you know that there's a universal rule for goods sold to Elephant Country worldwide: payment first, then delivery?" Zhou Leng asked.

"Hmph, I won't make a deal unless you throw it over."

"Oh."

As Zhou Leng spoke, he grabbed Jian Zhanwang's arm with his left hand and pulled it off sharply.

With a snap, King Jianzhan opened his eyes and fainted again. In his last moments, he looked at King Shicha with pleading eyes.

"You..." King Shiche was so angry that his face turned purple, but he gritted his teeth and threw An Tianzhi over.

Zhou Leng took An Tianzhi's body and examined him carefully. He was badly injured, but there was nothing wrong with him.

He casually tossed Jianzhan Wang, arm and all, toward Shiche Wang.

Ten Chariot King cautiously caught it, and upon inspection, found nothing wrong, but was secretly shocked. The injuries that Jianzhan King had sustained were very few, but each injury was extremely severe, far exceeding his own.

Could it be that Zhu Shiji has been promoted to the middle rank?
Out of the corner of his eye, Shi Chewang saw that Zhu Shiji was holding An Tianzhi in his right hand and gently tossing him upwards.

An Tianzhi was propelled upwards by an invisible force, and once he reached the top, he would slowly fall.

The Martial Saint can only slow down the process, but cannot keep the object suspended in the air for a long time after leaving.

Just as Shi Chewang was about to press down on Jianzhanwang's arm, Zhou Leng suddenly rushed over.

“The transaction is complete, now it’s time to resolve the issues.” In Zhou Leng’s heart, the sun rose.

“You…” A large painting appeared between the two of them, a magnificent landscape painting, with a red line connecting the beginning and the end.

The East Wind Fist, a thousand blows in an instant.

The air was suppressed by Zhou Leng's fist, condensing into a vast white mist, like a boundless cloud wave, surging towards the Ten Car King.

Although the King of Ten Chariots was wary, he was also quite confident in himself. Moreover, his opponent had fought two Martial Saints in a row and was not strong enough. Wait, what about Suraen?
The thought flashed through his mind, and Shi Chewang threw a punch at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng's punch propelled a white mist hundreds of meters thick, colliding with the giant fist of the Ten Car King.

"Hmph, my Martial Saint of Xiang Kingdom is no weaker than..."

boom!
The white mist exploded, and the Ten Carriage King screamed as he flew backward. His right hand was torn open, revealing white bones, and his shoulder bones were broken, with only muscles connecting them.

The fierce warrior beside him was blasted away by the aftershock and fell from a thousand-meter-high mountain, plummeting rapidly.

The Ten Carriage King instantly understood that this Zhu Shiji had already ascended to the mid-level Martial Saint realm, and was beyond his power to defeat; he could only…

A shadow suddenly appeared.

The Ten Carriage King hurriedly reached for the semi-divine artifact, wanting to...

Zhou Leng delivered a powerful downward punch with his right fist, striking Shi Che Wang squarely in the chest and abdomen.

boom!
The King of Ten Cars coughed up blood and his body crashed into the mountain below like a cannonball.

With a deafening roar, a gap was smashed into the mountain peak, and a large amount of snow crashed down with a thunderous sound.

His vision went black, and he strained to open his eyes to continue retrieving the semi-divine artifact, but a fist descended from the sky, plunging his world into complete darkness.

Zhou Leng smashed the head of the Ten Cart King with a single punch, then, carrying the corpse, he leaped off the mountain and soared through the sky, returning to his original spot.

An Tianzhi slowly floated down from mid-air.

He caught An Tianzhi, picked up Shi Chewang, and swooped down the mountain, flying headfirst like a wingsuit flyer, landing in the valley.

He put the corpse of the Ten Chariot King into his Starry Sky Bag, then rummaged through the Ten Chariot King's Demon Spirit Bag. After looking through it, he raised his hand and caught the Ironclad King who was about to fall to the ground.

King Jianzhan, barely alive, opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Leng.

“I know you won’t betray the Demon Worship Cult.”

As Zhou Leng spoke, he reached out and pinched Jianzhan Wang's throat.

"I can..." King Jianzhan roared in his heart, but he was powerless to speak.

With a snap, the King of Heroes' neck tilted to the side, his eyes reflecting the vast snow-capped mountains.

Gazing into the distance, my dream is shattered in autumn.

Zhou Leng put away the headless Divine Warrior King, and the ancient beast blood he had taken from the Ten Chariot King appeared in his right hand.

The absorption speed of the Ten Car King was far slower than that of the ferocious beast demigod. Roughly estimated, it would take him at least three days to absorb it.

The starry sky can really clean you up; put it in your mouth.

The fiery blood of the ancient beast flowed through his limbs and bones, merging into his cells.

Zhou Leng crossed the Himalayas, returned to China, arrived at a small town with internet access, contacted the local garrison, and handed over the unconscious An Tianzhi to them.

All the martial artists in the area immediately sprang into action, doing everything they could to provide medical assistance and contacting their superiors.

Zhou Leng then sent a message to Zhu Shiji.

"Senior brother, please do me a favor. In your own name, warn the Elephant Kingdom and the Eagle Seagull Martial Saint behind them that if they don't stop, more and more of their Martial Saints will die."

"it is good."

Zhu Shiji had long wanted to express his opinion, and taking advantage of the situation, he publicly released a message on the Martial Arts City platform, which he rarely used, to warn the Elephant Kingdom Martial Saint and the Eagle Gull Martial Saint not to invite disaster.

After Zhu Shiji posted the message, it quickly generated a large number of reposts, comments, and likes.

He had gotten used to the hype and didn't care, continuing his preparations.

Next, he will venture deep into the Eastern region to investigate other martial saints searching for the blood of ancient beasts within the country's borders.

With everything ready, he glanced at the comments again.

As he read on, he was filled with questions; some of the content was simply inexplicable.

"As expected of a Tenth-Level Martial Saint, so tough! Killing the Martial Saint of the Elephant Kingdom first, then issuing a notice, how domineering!"

"I said the online rankings of martial saints were unreliable before. See? They actually ranked Jianzhan Wang above the Ten Extreme Martial Saints. Real combat can prove everything!"

"Ten Extreme Martial Saint, we will always support you!"

"Zhu Shiji: The Martial Saint of Xiang Kingdom is nothing more than this."

"Did you guys see that video? It's hilarious! The masked Suraen was perfectly fine when he entered the city, but after the battle, he didn't participate in the fight, and there wasn't a single intact part of his body."

"I saw it. Zhu Shiji is really still vigorous despite his old age. With Suraen in his left hand and Jianzhanwang in his right, he crushed the two saints by himself and turned the entire abandoned city into ruins."

"The videos from the Xiang Kingdom have been completely removed from the internet, but the videos from other places have already gone viral."

"Martial Saint of the Ten Extremes, we misunderstood you. I will now kowtow nine times in front of the phone to atone for our sins! We will never again mock your compromise and weakness."

"Now there are rumors that not only were King Jianzhan and Ulan killed, but King Shicha, who was with them, also got into trouble. You guys saw that video, right? The two fought in the mountains and then disappeared."

"I just received news that the Ten Extreme Martial Saints saved Martial Saint An Tianzhi. Since the Ten Extreme Martial Saints won, the Ten Carriage Kings are in danger."

"The Tenth Martial Saint is awesome! He single-handedly killed three Martial Saints!"

"The Ten Extreme Martial Saint has finally been given a title: Demon Martial Saint Zhu Shiji, personally certified by the Martial Saint of the Worship Demon Sect."

(End of this chapter)