Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 765 Stealing
Finally, the six Dragon Kingdom Martial Saints conceded defeat, and all the Blood Moons from the Human Lower-Rank Ten Emperors Battlefield hovered above Zhou Leng's head.

"you……"

Zhu Shiji said, "You are more suitable than me to become the next emperor."

All the martial saints nodded in unison.

Zhou Leng clasped his hands in a fist salute, accepting the challenge without hesitation.

The blood moon exploded, and a crown fell from the sky.

A new emperor was born.

The divine crown transformed into a vast stellar force, enveloping Zhou Leng's entire body.

Zhu Shiji and the other martial saints looked at Zhou Leng, some with relief and some with doubt.

"Brother Shiji, Zhou Leng's strength seems a bit too great. His punching power has reached the level of a mid-level Martial Saint."

"His speed is wrong too, it's too fast."

"Killing a Martial Saint is like slaughtering pigs and dogs."

"You have to tie a rope when you slaughter a pig..."

Zhu Shiji smiled and said, "I don't know either, but I do know that he is the new emperor of humanity."

The other lower-level Martial Saints nodded slightly; this level of strength had already surpassed everyone's understanding.

"You tell me, compared to Zhao Sheng..."

Zhu Shiji sighed, "Zhao Sheng was the same age, but he did not reach the Martial Saint level."

The other martial saints looked at Zhou Leng, and the light of his star power shone even brighter in their eyes.

"In that case, a special protection plan should be initiated."

"A hero program should also be implemented to reshape Zhou Leng's image..."

"Unfortunately, we were a step behind the alien races," Zhu Shiji said in a low voice, his tone filled with undisguised regret.

Once Zhou Leng had absorbed all the star power, the war between the ten human emperors officially ended.

Because there are still ten battles between the emperors that have not ended, and it is not yet the tenth day, the Ascension to Godhood Path remains unchanged.

Soon, a message circulated on the internet.

"All the lower-ranking Martial Saints of the Demonic Cult perished in the Ten Emperors War."

In theory, such messages should be blocked and deleted, but they appear openly on the trending searches of various websites.

The website and the relevant authorities have turned a blind eye.

Soon, all sorts of rumors were flying around.

It spreads like a virus, both on the intranet and the internet.

Especially in some small countries, where there is only one martial saint in the entire country, they would rather die than believe it.

The next day, every mobile phone in the Dragon Kingdom received an official text message.

"The Ministry of Rites conferred the title of 'Martial Saint Zhou Leng' in recognition of his heroic deeds in the Ten Emperors War and called on the whole country to learn from him."

This news sparked heated discussions across the internet.

Soon someone posted a fair opinion on Wuhu, which made everyone happy.

"Although related news has been blocked, based on the pattern I've observed, if we lose and the outside world wins, both domestic and international media will publicize it extensively, leading to widespread condemnation online and significantly increasing internal pressure."

"If the game ends in a draw, the outside world will declare it a great victory, while we remain silent."

"If we win by a small margin, both sides should handle it discreetly."

"If our side wins a great victory, the outside world will remain silent, but the whole country will receive commendation text messages."

"so……"

Someone replied below.

"I understand. Just like the records in history books, when you lose, it's described in great detail, but when you win, it's mentioned in a single sentence."

"It's also possible that it's a reward for the newly promoted Martial Saint?"

"Let's wait two more days..."

Two days later, the Heavenly Ascension Staircase shone brightly.

All beings in the ten realms looked up and gazed.

Orc world.

The orc demigod's face darkened.

They knew something was wrong, that their new emperor had been stolen, but they still clung to a tiny bit of delusion, hoping that the culprit was an orc.

Because, even after thinking for so many days, their orcish minds still couldn't imagine who did it. They ultimately concluded that the Blood of Tyranny was the prime suspect.

Demon Prison, the first level of the endless battlefield.

Inside the Pandemonium Fortress, the demon demigods gazed at the sky.

The Demon Angels and other races wore grim expressions; their newly promoted and lower-ranking demigods had suffered heavy losses.

Not only did they fail to harvest anything, but they also lost thousands of demigods.

In contrast, the dragon demigods wore smiles, their tails swaying incessantly.

They had long been certain that Tiamat would ascend to the Heavenly Realm next.

With a flash of divine light, new emperors from various realms, all of whom were lower-ranking demigods, appeared on the Heavenly Ascension Staircase.

Dragons, the red dragon with crimson eyes.

Giant, Golden Giant, Root of Gold.

Demon Spirit Master, Blazing Wind.

Iron dwarves, gleaming steel armor.

Siren, deep blue undercurrent.

Human, Zhou Leng.

"Ok?"

All the dragons' heads swayed from side to side, constantly scanning the third level of the Ascension Staircase.

There are only six, not one more.

The demonic dragon demigod fell silent.

The demonic angels and demigods began to chat "in hushed tones".

"That's strange, why are there only six?"

"The reason why the Beast World was eliminated is well-known: their bloodline is too strong, and they are not considered a fully-fledged rudimentary civilization. Similar things have happened before; they were not included in our Ten Realms Trial, but instead were assigned to fight against intermediate civilizations from other worlds..."

"But why didn't the Demon Dragon clan become the new emperor?"

"I understand. Tiamat of the Demon Dragon Clan possesses the bloodline of the Dragon God, and her level is too high to be included among them."

"Yeah……"

Hearing the demon angel's sarcastic remarks, the dragons were furious.

They all tried to contact the dragon demigods in the lower realms, but none of the dragons recognized Tiamat, nor did the dragon lord, the Lava Emperor.

Finally, a demigod who had desecrated the grimoire slowly said, "You've heard about the orcs, haven't you?"

The demigods nodded.

"The disappearance of two consecutive new orc emperors has led them to suspect that their new emperor was stolen. In the entire Ten Realms, only the Blood of Tyranny can do this, and Zhou Leng happens to have a close relationship with the Blood of Tyranny. They suspect that perhaps the Blood of Tyranny entered the Ten Emperors Battlefield to kill people, but his rank was too high to become the new emperor, so he gave the throne to Zhou Leng?"

"Bullshit."

"Although I also want to kill the Blood of Tyranny, how could those orcs with their dog brains possibly understand? It's a complete frame-up."

"Alright, now here's the question: Suppose, suppose our two new demon emperors were also stolen, which one do you think is the most suspicious?"

The demon demigods stared at the Ascension Staircase for a long time, when one of the demonic dragons suddenly said, "That can only be Crimson Eyes. She was one of the famous Four Evils back then."

He thought to himself, "I can't just admit it's Zhou Leng, after all, the other party possesses the Dragon God's combat techniques... wait, Tiamat seems to have them too..."

"They could also be magic masters. Their magic is too powerful. Even if all of us demons attack, we might still suffer heavy losses. They contributed a great deal to the War of Ten Thousand Cores."

"Is it possible that the orc was right, and it's related to Zhou Leng?"

"Do you believe the brains of orcs, or the brains of demons?"

"No matter what, we can't let this go. In the upcoming battle for the middle ranks, we must seal off all teleportation arrays and require verification of identity before entry. Furthermore, we must block all external passages and have several peak demigods personally oversee the operation."

"I agree! The position of the new emperor in the middle ranks cannot be stolen again."

"Send a message to the dragons, telling Crimson Eyes to behave himself."

The demon demigods felt increasingly heavy-hearted.

Things took an unexpected turn.

The large number of newly promoted and lower-ranking demigods perished on the eve of the Ten Realms War, which is no longer just a matter of morale.

This means that, for their own interests, the various factions in the Demon Prison will adopt a conservative strategy and will not be able to cooperate as they did before.

The war between the ten realms is likely to be delayed for a long time, which could lead to unforeseen changes.

Moreover, they have always been worried that humans and demon mages might create a terrifying self-destructive force similar to a simultaneous explosion of ten thousand cores.

(End of this chapter)