Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 257 Be gentle
One man and one tiger, a fierce battle breaks out.

At first, the other black bone tigers were still laughing, but soon, the two weakest ones could no longer laugh.

Zhou Leng fought with all his strength, and was not at a disadvantage against the Black Bone Tiger in the middle stage of vitality.

Apart from being slightly weaker in strength, there are no shortcomings in other aspects.

What's even more terrifying is that Zhou Leng seemed like a different person, as if he had a blood feud with the black bone tiger and would not be relieved unless he killed it.

A hint of fear flashed across the eyes of the black-bone tiger in its early stages of growth.

It turns out that this hairless ape is so cruel that if I really fight to the death, I will definitely die.

After fighting for more than ten minutes, Zhou Leng flew backwards spitting blood.

The black bone tiger in the middle stage of vitality staggered and took a step. It was about to give chase, but its body shook and it couldn't move.

"Ah..." The black bone tiger in the middle stage of vitality roared at Zhou Leng, his eyes full of respect.

The other black bone tigers also roared softly, respecting their opponents.

The initial stage of vitality, the middle stage of fighting vitality.

Zhou Leng enjoyed the fight, smiled faintly and nodded.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the innate black bone tiger ran over, spit out a fruit, and motioned for him to eat it.

Zhou Leng thanked the innate black bone tiger, ate the fruit, and meditated on the spot to absorb the medicinal power.

The other black bone tigers turned around and left. Before leaving, the innate black bone tiger took more than thirty orange blossom fruits and threw them to Zhou Leng.

After Zhou Leng absorbed the medicinal power, he stood up, picked up the orange blossom fruit, and ran at full speed.

Even when he arrived at Mammoth Lake, he did not stop until all his energy and strength were exhausted. Then he jumped into the lake with a splash and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was extremely sweet.

Outside Mammoth Valley.

The eight-toothed mammoth tribe raised their long trunks, erected their eight mammoth tusks, and roared to the sky.

Behind them, a little yellow dog also imitated them, barking towards the sky, like a husky with yellow hair.

"Ouch..."

Dozens of eight-toothed mammoths formed a scattered row, stomped the ground, left a cloud of dust, and rushed to the hundreds of multi-headed lions in front.

Both sides fought together.

The little yellow dog silently retreated to the rear.

Mammoth Lakes.

After a long time, Zhou Leng opened his eyes, slowly stood up, walked out of Mammoth Lake, his body shook, and water droplets flew.

The psychological shadows caused by the two trials have largely dissipated.

There was something more in Zhou Leng's eyes, more determined than before.

Zhou Leng recalled yesterday's experience and guessed another possibility.

"I'm afraid there will be another kind of test on the second and third floors."

"That is, to create a trial that is absolutely impossible to pass in a short period of time."

"If I go through with the trial head on, I will suffer setbacks one after another and never recover."

"If I give up out of fear, or become obsessed with the third level, my path to martial arts will inevitably be cut off."

"For me, the best option is to temporarily give up the second and third floors and go directly to the fourth floor to endure the burning of the red lotus fire."

"Everything is just a temporary obstacle."

"Wait for me to practice, then come back and break through!"

Zhou Leng let go of his obsession and began his daily practice.

After training, he ran all the way to the Martial Arts Bureau and walked towards the Bronze Man Formation.

Last time he made it through the sixth level of the Bronze Man Formation, but was defeated at the seventh level.

At that time, he had not yet acquired the giant body.

He took out his cell phone, clicked on the Martial Arts City, and entered the martial arts space of his friend Shan Heyuan.

Some content is displayed and some is not.

Click on the bronze man formation progress.

Shan Heyuan passed the eleventh level but was defeated on the twelfth level.

The seventh level corresponds to the initial stage of vitality.

The eighth level corresponds to the middle stage of vitality.

The ninth level is the late stage of ordinary vitality.

The tenth level is the peak period of vitality.

The eleventh level, except for the world's top vitality period, only the innate can pass.

Zhou Leng looked at other public data of Shanheyuan again.

Shanheyuan's Qiless powerlifting reaches 15 tons.

Zhou Leng's Qiless weightlifting a few days ago was 12 tons.

Shanheyuan's Qi weightlifting ability reached 52 tons.

Zhou Leng’s Qi weightlifting ability reached 45 tons.

The data of both people are far beyond their prime period.

In terms of pure power, it even surpasses ordinary innates.

The ordinary innate strength of humans is far inferior to that of giants.

However, their destructive power is not as good as Xiantian's.

Zhou Leng took off his gravity training armor, entered the bronze man formation, and chose the seventh level.

Walking in, two completely humanoid copper puppets stood at the end of the hall.

These two puppets are demonized puppets refined by the magic master.

Zhou Leng still remembers the last time he entered and was almost broken in the bones by a punch.

When the "enemy" met, Zhou Leng took the initiative to greet him.

Two brass puppets also came over.

Just like last time, one jumped and kicked from mid-air, and the other punched from the front.

Last time, in Zhou Leng’s eyes, the two puppets cooperated closely, were fast and powerful.

Now, Zhou Leng took a step forward and kicked the puppet in front of him right in the chest and abdomen with a simple kick.

With a loud bang, the puppet flew backwards, fell to the ground and rolled over.

Sparks flew from the abdominal cavity, which then exploded with a bang, with parts flying everywhere.

While kicking the brass puppet in front of him, Zhou Leng stretched out his hand and grabbed the ankle of the puppet that was kicking in mid-air.

Grab the ankle and smash it down hard.

bang...

The puppet shattered, all its limbs were broken off, leaving only a leg in its hand.

Instant kill.

A shrill alarm sounded, and then the front and rear doors opened.

Amid the sound of messy footsteps, several staff members rushed in, including a magic master in the vitality stage with a gloomy face.

They looked at the scene in front of them, stunned for a moment, and hurried to check.

"Are you really in the early stage of vitality?" "Yes."

"How much of your true energy did you use?"

“I haven’t had time to use it yet.”

The air was so quiet that only the sound of the demonized puppet emitting fire could be heard.

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Leng."

"Zhou Leng? The second best freshman, 19th on the national ranking?"

"Correct."

"That's okay."

Everyone looked helpless. This legendary new student who could barely keep up with Shanheyuan had already gained considerable fame in Rucheng.

Producing two first-tier teams of freshmen in a row is a great achievement for the Rucheng Martial Arts Bureau.

After all, in the past the first echelon only existed in the strong city.

"Can I go to the eighth floor?"

“Yes, but... be gentle. The demonized puppet is a good friend of our magic master.” The magic master had a sad face, as if what Zhou Leng smashed was not his puppet, but his girlfriend.

"Okay, I'll be careful next time. I didn't expect the puppet to be so fragile." Zhou Leng said.

Everyone was silent.

Zhou Leng walked towards the exit while the people behind him were discussing in low voices.

"This power exceeds that of Shanheyuan at that time."

“When Shanheyuan passed the seventh level, it seemed like he was only in the early stages of body refinement.”

"This kid is also very strong. He may have obtained a unique body or a special martial body."

"It's broken and can't be repaired."

"Hurry up and explain this to the magicians in the next few levels. If they see something wrong, just admit defeat."

"How much is a Shengli Stage puppet?"

"The materials aren't much, just over 10 million, but refining and grinding them takes a lot of time. If I really want to sell it, 30 million won't be enough."

Zhou Leng entered the eighth floor.

The number of puppets increased from two to three, and their speed and strength were slightly enhanced, but there was no essential difference.

Zhou Leng reduced his strength and with one punch, a puppet flew out and fell to the ground. Its limbs fluttered a few times as if it was drowning, but it couldn't get up.

From a demonized puppet, it degenerated into a toy robot.

"Okay, you pass." A voice came from the loudspeaker.

What does it mean to calculate?
Zhou Leng withdrew his hand and walked into the ninth floor.

The ninth level is a puppet of the late stage of vitality, and it is indeed different, with a stronger body and thicker body.

This time, Zhou Leng didn't use his true Qi, but he still couldn't be damaged.

With a little use of true Qi, Qi, blood, body and strength are twisted into one force.

bang...

I'm angry again.

"Stop! Pass! Go straight to the tenth floor. Be careful. I'll let the puppet knock you down a few times."

Zhou Leng nodded. It’s not easy for everyone, so let’s take care of public property.

After entering the tenth level, start to use more force, continuously tapping the puppet's body to slowly score points.

Six brass puppets surrounded and attacked you, there was no way to dodge.

After all, it was equivalent to an attack in the late stage of vitality. Even if luck protected the whole body, the skin was still broken.

Soon, the percentage on the display dropped to 0%.

The bell rang, and it was over.

The six brass puppets all knelt on the ground, banging their heads against the ground.

"It's really good..."

Zhou Leng walked out of the tenth floor and entered the eleventh floor.

There was only a puppet standing inside.

Zhou Leng's eyes narrowed.

That puppet is completely different from ordinary puppets.

He was two meters and five centimeters tall, his entire body was silver, and his jewel eyes emitted a faint light, as if he possessed subtle emotions.

Innate puppet.

There are many circular striking points all over the body of this innate puppet.

Only by hitting these red circles can you score points and win in the end.

hum...

A faint blue light appeared on the surface of the innate puppet.

Demon shield.

Zhou Leng felt relieved. With the protection of innate level magic, he didn't have to worry about it being damaged.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath and took the initiative to step forward.

The innate puppet took a big step forward.

Zhou Leng tried it first and soon discovered the shortcomings of the innate puppet.

A puppet is a puppet after all, and its speed of moving in a straight line is very fast, even faster than oneself.

It can move laterally and maneuver in a small range, barely reaching the late stage of ordinary vitality.

This is also a common problem of high-level puppets, sacrificing flexibility in exchange for protection and destructive power.

The Xiantian puppet's footwork was not flexible, but its upper body and arms were incredibly fast. Its punches were so swift and powerful that Zhou Leng was caught off guard at first, and he had no choice but to dodge.

Slowly, I became familiar with the puppet's attack methods.

This innate puppet is a castrated version, with some of its power deliberately weakened.

Zhou Leng relied on the flexibility of Bagua Step to continuously attack the red circle.

Facing the innate puppet, it is impossible to remain unscathed.

In this way, Zhou Leng resisted the multiple attacks of the innate puppet, hit the red circle many times, and passed the eleventh floor.

I walked out of the eleventh floor and looked at my body.

Even if the innate puppet is weakened, its destructive power is still greater than that of the black bone tiger in the middle stage of vitality.

His body was covered in bruises, and some of his muscles were even smashed, and he was almost smashed into minced meat.

Zhou Leng meditated on the spot, using his Qi to heal his wounds.

The wounds on his body were of various kinds, including cracks, erosions, and indentations, all of which were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qi and blood are like invisible needles and threads, stitching together broken blood vessels, ruptured muscles, and cracked skin.

In martial arts perception, all muscle fibers and blood vessels are controlled by invisible skillful hands, quickly constructed, arranged, and reassembled like knitting a three-dimensional sweater.

The microscopic view is like going back in time.

(End of this chapter)