Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 264 Cover-up
"I'm still considering other things, but the natural innate path is almost there. I guess I'll just follow the crowd, run in the Himalayas, run around the North and South Poles, and then swim along the coast."

"Call me when the time comes." said Zhang Feng.

"I'll come too." Zhang Xinglie said.

"We can really make an appointment and run the Xiantian Road together." Li Yuanhe said.

"My promotion speed is not fast enough, I probably won't be able to catch up." Rao Mingxian said.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, but Zhang Xinglie received a phone call and fell behind.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Xinglie didn't come over, so Zhou Leng turned around to look.

Zhang Xinglie turned his back, reached out to touch his eyes, lowered his head, looked gloomy, and walked slowly towards him.

Zhou Leng took a closer look and saw that Zhang Xinglie's eyes were slightly red.

"Zhang Xinglie, what's wrong?" Zhou Leng hurried over.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xinglie hurriedly.

Zhang Xinglie opened his mouth but could not utter a word. After a long while, he said, "My aunt called me crying just now, saying that Grandma Zhang was killed by a monster. Zhang Xiaoxiao is missing and I'm afraid she also died at the hands of the devil. I... Now that I think about Xiaoxiao's situation, I should have thought of it a long time ago. She was so thin, it must not be caused by illness or practice, but must have been killed by a monster. I didn't expect this little family..."

"We made an appointment not long ago to meet in Xiongcheng Yunhua..."

"She also said that Brother Zhou Leng's chocolate is delicious..."

"she says……"

Zhang Xinglie's voice was full of self-blame, and his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak anymore.

When Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie were young, they were both taken care of by Grandma Zhang, and Zhang Xinglie and Zhang Xiaoxiao have always had a good relationship.

Zhou Leng saw tears in Zhang Xinglie's eyes and his eyes turned red.

"Wait a minute, I'll contact Wu Wei to check."

Zhou Leng said this and walked aside and called Deng Zhijue.

As soon as the call was connected, Instructor Deng's voice came from the other end.

"I was just about to call you. You should know Zhang Xiaoxiao, right? We found your name in her notebook, as well as Zhang Xinglie and Rao Mingxian's."

"I heard something... Tell me what happened."

"It's not clear yet. We only know that her grandmother was murdered at home. There was her blood at home, and from the traces, it seems that there was a fight and then they ran away."

"Where's the murderer?"

"We retrieved all the surveillance videos nearby and conducted an investigation. All we could see was that a demon warrior broke into her house and killed her grandmother. In addition..."

Deng Zhijue continued, "I don't know how Zhang Xiaoxiao turned into a demon, so she was able to escape. The camera only captured her with black wings growing on her back, and she fled to the suburbs. The demon warrior also chased after her, but couldn't track her down after that."

Zhou Leng frowned, recalling a series of cases he had seen before regarding No. 59 Middle School.

"Are you looking for me for this matter?" Deng Zhijue asked.

"I heard about this from Zhang Xinglie, so I came to ask."

"What do you think?"

"No. 59 Middle School." Zhou Leng didn't know why, but he instinctively felt that there was something wrong with his alma mater.

Like a devil's cave in the dark night, lying in the memory.

"We think so too. This time, we have to investigate again. Hopefully we can find something."

Zhang Xinglie stood not far away, and Rao Mingxian and others persuaded him.

Zhou Leng opened Wuwei's intelligence system and checked the photos and videos of Zhang Xiaoxiao's case.

A few days ago, I went to Grandma Zhang's house.

In the photo, the body is broken into pieces and blood is splattered.

Zhou Leng only took a few glances and turned off the magic watch.

Can't watch any more.

The impact of someone you know dying in front of you is completely different from the impact of a stranger dying in front of you.

Zhou Leng stood there for a while, then slowly walked back and told everyone about Zhang Xiaoxiao's story.

"What kind of pain did she have to endure to choose to become a demon..." Zhang Xinglie murmured in a low voice.

This strong man, like a lion, lowered his head, his face full of self-blame and sadness.

"I want to get to the bottom of this matter." Zhang Xinglie said slowly.

Zhou Leng said: "I have contacted the Wuwei people, they are investigating with all their strength. Give them some time. If they still can't find out after a while, we can investigate together. How about that?"

Zhang Xinglie nodded and said, "Then I'll wait for a while."

Zhou Leng called Zhang Xinglie to a deserted place and whispered about the fifty-nine series of cases.

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, Zhang Xinglie pondered for a moment and said, "There is something wrong with the leadership of the 59th Middle School."

"Is there any evidence?" Zhou Leng asked.

Zhang Xinglie analyzed slowly.

"You and I both know how powerful the Wuwei's methods are. They even used magic masters. This level of investigation has not yielded any results. There are two most likely possibilities."

"Either it was a lone wolf who committed the crime randomly, or there is a larger force covering up the clues."

"These cases are all related to No. 59 Middle School, so they are obviously not random crimes."

"As for lone wolf crimes, in such a chaotic society, they can naturally go undetected."

"But it's hard for a demonized warrior to be a lone wolf. He must need a normal living environment, a warrior living environment, and a demonized monster living environment at the same time."

"With such a complex environment, there will inevitably be a lot of clues. With the means of the Wuwei and the Magic Master, it is impossible not to find the pattern."

"It is highly unlikely that the Wuwei system covered up these cases. We can't see any evidence of that."

"Then, there is only one possibility, that is, other forces are covering up something."

"These people have ordinary family backgrounds, and they are all common people."

"It doesn't take a very high force to erase traces of this level, not to mention that there is the cooperation of the Demon Worship Cult. You also said that the school even brought in the forces of Xiongcheng, causing the Wuwei to not dare to conduct a deeper investigation."

"The common intersection of these people is No. 59 Middle School. It is very likely that the leaders of No. 59 Middle School are covering up something. Of course, this is only the biggest possibility, and it cannot be said for sure."

Even in anger, Zhang Xinglie did not lose his mind. He only said it was possible, not certain.

Zhou Leng whispered, "Wait until you are promoted to Xiantian. If the Wuwei haven't investigated it thoroughly, you and I will investigate together."

Zhang Xinglie said: "Okay. Before investigating, don't forget to apply for the qualification of 'Innate Force'."

The so-called innate force is a privilege of innate warriors.

Villas in the tightly guarded core area can be purchased, and proposals can be submitted directly to the Wu Mansion.

Even if you accidentally kill someone, you are eligible for exemption from punishment and can pay a fine instead. In the Dragon Country, there is no such qualification certificate, because those who are born with a higher destiny naturally have greater privileges.

In many countries, people can kill people at will.

The Dragon Country Martial Arts School is wary of the dangers of personal power to ordinary people, and after bargaining with the warriors, it chooses the innate qualification certificate.

This certificate is both a privilege and a constraint.

Once someone kills someone, the qualification certificate will be revoked and reviewed again.

Zhang Xinglie turned his head to look at the crowd and whispered, "Don't disclose the relevant details to outsiders. Only you and I should know it."

"Of course." Zhou Leng said.

The two walked back to the crowd, and everyone comforted them.

Zhao Nandi also came over to comfort Zhou Leng.

"Let's go. We can't go to Pit No. 9, so let's go to other pits that we haven't been to. Maybe we can make some new discoveries." Zhao Nandi said.

The two men left the crowd and took a few steps, causing the ground to shake.

A strange white light like water waves rose from the ground, more than two meters high, covering an area of dozens of miles.

Everyone seemed to be in a sea of illusion.

"opened!"

"The Ancient River Trial has begun!"

Many people shouted.

Zhou Leng and Zhao Nandi looked at each other, and she whispered, "You stay with them, I'll go find the director and the others. Before you go down to the Ancient River Trial, be sure to find me first, and I'll give you the Ancient River Card."

"Okay." Zhou Leng said.

Zhao Nandie left in a hurry, and Zhou Leng returned to Zhang Xinglie and others.

Many people stretched out their hands, tentatively touching the white light of the water waves.

"It feels like a special power, but it can't be touched."

"It seems to be particularly spiritual."

“Who feels it?”

Zhou Leng circulated his true Qi and felt it carefully, but to no avail.

But Zhang Xinglie said: "I have a feeling that there seems to be a special spiritual energy entering my body."

Everyone looked at Zhang Xinglie with envy in their eyes.

Zhou Leng also looked at Zhang Xinglie. He had seen Zhang Xinglie's genius since he was a child, so it was not surprising for him to see him resonate with the mysterious power.

In the eyes of his classmates who grew up together, Zhang Xinglie would definitely become a top-notch genius in human history and would definitely ascend to the level of a martial saint.

Zhou Leng also firmly believed it.

“I also feel something different…”

Everyone turned to look at Song Juesi again.

The group of young people felt a little ashamed that they were outdone by an old man.

"What about you?" Rao Mingxian asked.

Zhou Leng shrugged and said, "My talent is not even a little bit behind theirs."

"I feel balanced now." Rao Mingxian said with a smile.

"The poor students are just looking at the top students. I'm used to it."

"We, the eleven members of the Guhe Sect, are ashamed." Li Yuanhe joked.

"What do you mean by eleven people from the Ancient River Sect? Isn't it fifteen people from the Ancient River Sect?" Zhang Feng said.

"Yes, yes, Zhang Xinglie and Song Lao are both our fellow apprentices!"

stab, stab...

The institute's horn blared.

"The gate to the Ancient River Trial has appeared."

"Everyone please bring your entry items with you and enter Pit 9 in an orderly manner. No running or grabbing is allowed. Violators will be expelled from the institute and will never be allowed to enter again!"

"Once again, everyone enters Pit No. 9 in an orderly manner..."

Everyone looked happy.

Zhang Xinglie looked calm. The news of entering the ancient river trial could not dispel the sadness and self-blame in his heart.

Zhou Leng sent a message to Xu Qingjin, and went back to the room with everyone else. He simply packed up his things, put on his backpack, and walked towards Pit No. 9 together.

Hundreds of people walked along the road, everyone looked expectant, but their feet remained steady and they moved forward at a normal speed.

The three gates of Pit 9 were opened and the guards checked them one by one.

After passing through the gate, everyone stepped into the spacious and empty Pit No. 9.

Zhou Leng glanced at the broken light bulbs all over the roof, and for some reason, he felt a little guilty.

In the middle of the pit, a translucent door appeared out of nowhere.

The gate is about eight meters high and five meters wide, with side doors on both sides.

Golden red pillars and blue cloud patterns.

In the middle of the gate plaque, a golden three-dimensional divine text is slowly rotating.

Zhou Leng looked at the rotating divine text and translated it literally.

A place that passes on the past and carries on the present, transcending thousands of generations.

The principle of reforming the old and establishing the new, the endless flow of progress.

Free translation: Furukawa So.

"All trial participants please line up and enter one by one. No noise or fighting. Please observe order."

Zhou Leng and others lined up and moved forward under the guidance of the staff.

I looked around, but didn't see Zhao Nandi.

The team moved forward slowly, and the person in front had already entered the gate.

After that person entered, he disappeared out of thin air. Everyone was expectant but also a little nervous.

On the way, Zhou Leng asked around and found out that Zhao Nandi and other experts had not entered yet.

(End of this chapter)