Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 15: Sprinkle flowers to celebrate, eagle soars into the sky

Zhou Leng took a screenshot of the test results and sent it to Hu Yi.

After a while, Hu Yi sent three words.

"Your uncle!"

"I've been worrying about you for nothing. No, when you make money, you must treat me to a big meal! I'll post it in the group and let everyone criticize you harshly. Don't blame me!"

Zhou Leng stopped him immediately.

"It's too late. We'll know tomorrow anyway."

Zhou Leng opened the group chat of Class 3 and saw that the group exploded.

"For the past six months, I have been walking on thin ice in front of Zhou Leng. I dare not say anything excessive, for fear of hurting him! As a result, when the results came out, he stood firm, and I fell on the ice. Face! On the! Ground!"

"Every time I see his green bracelet, my heart aches. Now, he continues to tug at my heart with his transcript. It hurts, it hurts so much!"

"I've moved up 60,000 places. I can't even walk 60,000 steps a day. This improvement is bigger than Hu Yi's face."

Hu Yi responded: "I am also a victim, don't add insult to injury."

"Just kidding, but I still admire Zhou Leng's perseverance. If it were you, would you not collapse after lying in bed for a month before the college entrance examination? I can't do that anyway."

"Yes, the pressure Zhou Leng was under during those months was really greater than a mountain. Fortunately, he survived."

"Congratulations to Zhou Leng! Throw flowers!"

After Xu Qingjin finished speaking, he showed a picture of a little white cat throwing flowers. At first, it threw the flowers one by one, and then a flower fountain was formed like a magic trick.

"My mom is extremely happy!" Xu Qingjin added, with a smiley face.

The classmates congratulated him one after another.

Even classmates who rarely talk on weekdays came out to congratulate.

In the past six months, the whole class has been favoring one person.

Zhou Leng's nose felt sore.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

When Zhou Leng saw that it was his internal strength teacher Sun Xiong, he took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and answered the phone.

"Hello, Teacher Sun."

"It's me, Principal Lu."

"Hello, Principal Lu."

"I have a lot to say, but let me make it short so I won't keep you too long. Before filling out your application, come to my office to get your medicine coupons. Also, anyone can skip the commendation ceremony, but you can! Okay, let's celebrate at home."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Leng looked at the time and hurried downstairs.

Today, Zhang Xinglie is going to the capital city.

Zhou Leng was standing at the door of Zhang Xinglie's unit playing with his mobile phone. After a while, a voice came from the corridor.

Zhou Leng put down his phone and entered the unit.

Zhang Xinglie and Zhang Meiqin walked downstairs carrying their luggage.

"I'll do it." Zhou Leng reached out and took the luggage from Zhang Meiqin.

"What's your ranking?" Zhou Leng looked at Zhang Xinglie.

Zhang Xinglie sighed and said, "Second, the first is Wu Qiong, you should have heard of him."

"Is that Wu Qiong who spent at least 100 million on martial arts? It's normal to lose to him."

"Have you heard of his nickname?" Zhang Xinglie asked.

Zhou Leng shook his head.

"Wu Sanyi."

Zhou Leng was speechless.

Zhang Meiqin asked: "Xiao Leng, how are you?"

Zhang Meiqin's tone was exceptionally gentle.

"He can't be compared with Zhang Xinglie. He ranked over 12,000 and was able to be admitted to Wuhan University."

“More than 12,000 isn’t bad…” Zhang Meiqin’s eyes suddenly widened and she grabbed Zhou Leng’s arm, “Really?”

"real."

"That's great, that's great... I was so worried about you, kid..." Zhang Meiqi said.

"How many points did you get in the martial arts exam?" Zhang Xinglie asked.

"276."

Zhang Xinglie said: "I'm 291. If you hadn't been injured by the demon, your martial arts exam score might have been higher than mine."

"That was a blessing in disguise for me. Without the devil's stimulation, I wouldn't have reached such a high level. How many people have higher scores than you in the martial arts exam?" Zhou Leng asked.

"I ranked eleventh in the martial arts exam."

Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "There are so many rich people."

The three of them walked outside and saw a Zeekr 009 parked at the entrance of the community.

"What do you want to do with your volunteering?" Zhou Leng asked.

"I will go directly to Yunhua to apply and fill out the application online." Zhang Xinglie said.

"Just leaving like that?" Zhou Leng asked.

"I'm a little reluctant, but it's better to be straightforward. It's because you live close to me, otherwise I wouldn't let you send me off." Zhang Xinglie stood at the gate of the community, looking at the place where he had lived for more than ten years.

The three of them stopped and looked around.

"Let's go, don't miss the plane." Zhou Leng said.

The three of them put their luggage in the car and Zhang Meiqi got in.

Zhang Xinglie stepped into the car, turned around and looked at Zhou Leng with a bright smile on his face.

"Don't forget the promise we made when we were little. We will work hard together and meet at the top. Although I don't know where we will reach the top, the Ten Realms Youth Battle? Grandmaster? Or Martial Saint? It doesn't matter. What matters is that we are climbing upwards, forever!"

Zhang Xinglie waved and got into the car.

"Goodbye." Zhou Leng stood there and watched the car leave.

Zhou Leng remained standing until the car disappeared from sight. The friend who had lived together for more than ten years left Rucheng and headed for the capital, the center of the country, and even the center of the world.

Although he knew that Zhang Xinglie would soar into the sky, Zhou Leng was shocked by the indescribable shock when he saw the eagle soaring into the sky with his own eyes.

It seemed as if my entire student life had come to an abrupt end.

"Maybe I can try harder."

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, strode home, put on his backpack, and ran towards Xiaoru Village.

On the way, Zhou Leng told Uncle Li about his results.

On this day, some were happy while others were sad.

Zhou Leng, his dog and they walked to the giant frost tree.

"Junior Zhou Leng, greetings to Senior Shu."

Zhou Leng finished his usual greetings and looked at the golden page of divine writing.

These sacred texts may be an opportunity to come into contact with higher powers. Study them for half an hour every day and don’t give up.

After finishing studying the golden pages of the divine text, Zhou Leng fell asleep with a churning feeling in his brain.

After waking up, I meditate, practice boxing, meditate again, and practice boxing again...

After practicing for two days in a row, he finished the last two Qi-nourishing pills.

Qi-nourishing stage, the second level of great achievement.

Early in the morning, Zhou Leng walked into the classroom and prepared to fill out the application form.

"What a beast!" Hu Yi ran over and the whole class looked at him.

Then Hu Yi made the accusation in public. Everyone watched with laughter, but Zhou Leng was the only one who did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Xu Qingjin was smiling beside him.

Suddenly, Mo Hai, the martial arts committee member, asked in surprise: "Zhou Leng, have you mastered the art of qi cultivation?"

Everyone stared at Zhou Leng's nose and silently calculated the time.

Zhou Leng nodded.

"I..." Hu Yi was really confused.

Feng Wenhao sighed: "A blessing in disguise. Zhou Leng has finally gotten what he deserves after all the hardship he has endured."

The students nodded.

At this time, his Qi has been fully developed, and he will be considered an outstanding person even when he goes to martial arts university.

Zhou Leng returned to his seat and the classroom became noisy again, with students gathering in groups of four or five to chat.

Those who applied to the martial arts university gathered together, and those who did not follow martial arts gathered together.

Hu Yi squeezed next to Zhou Leng and Feng Wenhao, listening to what everyone was talking about curiously.

Feng Wenhao said, "I'm definitely not good enough to get into Wuda, but the affiliated martial arts school should be just as good. I plan to apply to the affiliated martial arts school of Rucheng Wuda. Rucheng Wuda is not very famous in the country, so the competition is not that fierce."

"Why don't you try the affiliated martial arts gym of Xihai Martial Arts University?"

"It's too risky. The affiliated martial arts schools of the top ten martial arts schools are actually not much worse than Wuda University itself. The whole country is watching me, I can't compete with them." Feng Wenhao said.

"Zhou Leng, what about you?"

"I'll report to the Rucheng Martial Arts University and its affiliated martial arts gyms."

"Ah? Your martial arts exam score is so high, why don't you try the supplementary enrollment of Xihai Martial Arts University? They are both in Rucheng anyway."

Zhou Leng shook his head and said, "Feng Wenhao and I feel the same way. The competition at Xihai Wuda is too fierce. The whole country is watching. In addition, the past few years are the post-war baby boom, and people on the Internet say it's difficult. I watched a video of teacher Zhang Xueshan a few days ago. Although he didn't say it directly, his meaning was very clear. In previous years, it was possible, but this year your family background is not good enough, so don't apply for the supplementary enrollment of the top ten martial arts schools."

"That would be a shame."

As everyone continued to chat, Zhou Leng sent a message to his inner strength teacher Sun Xiong to ask about his intentions. After receiving a reply, he went to the principal's office.

dong dong dong...

"Come in."

"Hello, Principal Lu." Zhou Leng pushed the door open and walked in.

Principal Lu, who had a head full of white hair, sat behind the desk, took off his glasses, smiled and waved to Zhou Leng, saying, "Come, sit down."

As soon as Zhou Leng sat down, Principal Lu took out a file bag with a receipt attached.

"In the file bag are the elixir coupons. You have advanced more than 60,000 places and become the progress champion. There are a total of six Qi-nourishing pills and one Yuan-replenishing pill, plus a coupon for exchanging one thousand points of combat merit for secret books. Just sign your name on the receipt. Of course, you have to promise to come to the commendation meeting, otherwise the things will be collected and you will run away." Principal Lu said with a smile.

"No." Zhou Leng signed and took the file bag.

"Which of the top ten martial arts schools do you plan to apply to? Local or out-of-town? With your level, any of them will be fine, except for the ones in Xiongcheng." Principal Lu said.

"Rucheng Wuda." Zhou said coldly.

Principal Lu straightened up, put on his glasses, and asked in confusion, "Why choose an ordinary Wuhan University?"

"The competition at Xihai University is too fierce, and I don't have any extra points, so my chances are slim."

"You underestimated your own strength. Do you think that the second assessment by the Education Bureau is just an ordinary excellent? Your strength is enough to rank in the top ten in our No. 8 Middle School in terms of overall martial arts level."

Zhou Leng said: "I saw a lot of news, saying that it's hard to get into the top ten this year. The key is that I have liked Rushiro Takeda since I was a child."

Principal Lu said with a serious expression, "You are still too young to understand the difference between the top ten universities and ordinary universities. The educational resources at Xihai University are almost ten times that of Rucheng University."

"The administrative level of the president of Xihai Wu University is one level higher than that of the president of Chengwu University. Just at this level, the resources that can be mobilized are very different. Two people, one is a grandmaster, and the other is at the peak of innateness. Do I need to say more about this gap?"

"The number of Xiantian Realm teachers at Xihai Wuda is at least twice that of Rucheng Wuda. The martial arts rewards for students at Xihai Wuda are also at least twice that of Rucheng Wuda. With your ability, if converted into money, you can earn an extra 400,000 or 500,000 yuan a year at Xihai Wuda!"

"Not to mention that you will move up in the future. No matter which path you take, the starting point and end point of Xihai Wuda are much higher than Rucheng Wuda. Tell me, what is your life goal?"

Zhou Leng was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't want to be a marquis, I just hope the sea is peaceful."

"Okay, let's assume you have the power to decide now. Would you choose to charge into the West Sea Demon City alone, or mobilize more manpower and resources to charge into the West Sea Demon City?"

Zhou Leng didn't answer.

"You are a smart kid, you know the answer very well. Only if you master more cultivation resources and power resources can you better conquer the West Sea Demon City. Choose West Sea Wuda, there is a broader world there."

Zhou Leng was silent.

Principal Lu stared at Zhou Leng's eyes and said slowly: "Zhang Xinglie has already flown into the starry sky. You, Zhou Leng, can't fly up now, but at least you have to fish into the sea! Are you willing to be trapped in a small mud pond?"

Zhou Leng was speechless.

(End of this chapter)