Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 268 It’s Over
Zhou Leng continued: "Because of this, I obtained an ancient river compass. Just when I was offering sacrifices just now, I seemed to feel that the ancient river compass moved strangely, and then these changes occurred."

"really……"

"After all, you are a registered disciple of the Ancient River Sect..."

Everyone thought it was reasonable.

"With my level of divine writing, I originally couldn't understand what this martial arts master said..."

Everyone's eyes widened.

"It seems that it was the ancient river compass or some other power that allowed me to understand some of the words and then magically remember the four sacred texts."

Everyone had complicated expressions. It was already good enough to understand part of it, but it seemed useless to just remember the four sacred texts.

Zhou Leng said: "I'll roughly translate it. This old man is the martial arts master in charge of the Guhe Sect, and he taught us a set of skills called "The Secret of the Stars". He also recited the contents of "The Secret of the Stars", including the general outline and the main text. The most important thing is that he said that he would test our learning progress and give rewards and punishments."

"Wait, we all have to learn it?"

"should be."

"Okay..." A group of old men and women looked at each other.

"We are old men like him, so it shouldn't be that serious." said an expert on divine writing.

Zhou Leng said, "When people get old, their bodies will gradually shrink and become shorter. The cane in this man's hand is two meters tall. Let's assume that when he started using the cane, his height was the same as the cane. How many years do you think it would take for him to shrink from two meters to one meter?"

The experts soon realized that the other party was a human being with an advanced civilization and a long lifespan.

"In the eyes of this martial arts master, the age difference between you experts and me is not that big, probably just like the difference between first grade and fifth grade in elementary school."

"It's a bit troublesome, so what should we do?"

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng.

"You can only learn the "Star Art"."

"But we didn't understand. You only memorized four sacred texts. What's the point?"

Zhao Nandi said: "Four characters are also characters, so let's start with these four divine characters."

Zhou Leng said: "Although I remember the four words, my understanding of martial arts is not enough. My opinion is to let Elder Song join in and conduct research. As for other people, they must not participate randomly, otherwise they will inevitably go astray."

"Yes, even if they were asked to comprehend, they wouldn't dare to do so."

"You have to be careful and don't try to comprehend it randomly." Zhao Nandi said.

"I have my measure."

Everyone came to find Song Juesi.

Zhou Leng turned on the magic watch and first used the 3D drawing software to write out the four 3D characters of the general outline of "The Secret of the Stars" so that experts could study the divine text.

Secretly, he sent the preliminary translation to Song Juesi.

Song Juesi was indeed a master who had reached the grandmaster level in martial arts. After watching for a while, he realized something and sat there blankly, not moving a muscle.

Zhou Leng didn't look at the translation, but directly recalled and visualized the four sacred texts.

Comprehending the divine text is not as good as Song Juesi's comprehending its translation.

But in the long run, directly comprehending the divine text is the most correct way to practice.

What's more, even if I could comprehend the translation myself, my level would not be as good as Mr. Song's, and I might even go astray. It would be better for everyone to do their own job.

The divine text experts and Zhao Nandi gathered together to decipher the four general outline characters.

After a while, Zhou Leng felt exhausted all over and stopped to meditate.

Someone in the Furukawa clan group asked what was going on.

Zhou Leng briefly explained what happened and said, "It's not that I don't allow you to learn, it's just that the technique is incomplete. Apart from Elder Song, if anyone of us learns, something bad might happen. I don't dare to learn, and I can only slowly learn the divine text."

"Go ahead and do it, don't worry about us," Zhang Xinglie responded.

The people in Guhe's small group looked at each other. Although there was some anxiety in their eyes, they were mostly relieved.

Someone whispered, "We have Zhao Nandi studying divine texts, Zhou Leng as a registered disciple, and Elder Song comprehending the way of martial arts. We must be very different from others."

Zhang Xinglie nodded and said, "When the time comes, the experts and Mr. Song will announce it to the public, but we are always close to the water and get the moon first."

Everyone looked at the melancholy old man who was sitting there and gazing into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

The general outline of "The Secret of the Stars" was already profound, and Zhou Leng only translated four sentences, which was incomplete, so Song Juesi's comprehension was extremely slow.

A day passed in a flash, and Song Juesi got up to stretch his muscles.

"Mr. Song, what happened?" everyone asked.

Song Juesi shook his head and said, "I have insights, but I can't guarantee that they are correct. Or rather, I instinctively feel that there is a deviation, and I dare not practice it yet."

"Then wait a little longer. It's better to have some insights than not to have any..."

"The old immortal has moved."

Everyone looked at the little old man.

The old man stood up, leaning on his cane, walked to the steps in front of the hall and glanced at everyone.

He pointed at a warrior and said, "You, recite the entire text of the "Star Art".

"Ah?" The man looked confused, just like in first grade math class when the teacher asked him to prove the theory of general relativity.

The old man looked at the man, frowned, and said lightly: "You are unlearned, unemployed, and even disrespectful to your teachers. Punish!"

He lightly pointed his finger, and a huge invisible force pressed down. The man was pressed to the ground with a thud, like a big frog, flattened.

A translucent wooden stick fell from the sky and hit the man on the butt.

"what……"

With one hit of the stick, the skin was torn and blood splattered everywhere.

Bang...bang...bang...

After being hit with twenty sticks, the man fainted from the pain.

His entire butt was beaten to pieces.

Some people looked pale.

"You, recite the entire text of "The Secret of the Stars"."

Master Wu pointed at another person.

The man waved his hands hurriedly and said, "Old immortal, I don't understand, I don't understand." Then he pointed to his ears and then to his mouth.

Master Wu frowned and asked, "You don't understand what I'm saying?"

The man continued to make excuses.

Zhou Leng explained in his mind: "Master Wu, except for me, none of these trial participants can understand the divine text. I can only understand half of it."

Master Wu looked at everyone with a dull look in his eyes. He sighed and muttered to himself, "It's over... The fate of the Guhe Sect is so miserable, having to deal with a bunch of you... How did it fall to the level of primitive civilization... There are so many people, but only one has been to kindergarten... How can we teach them? God will destroy the Guhe Sect, God will destroy the Guhe Sect!"

Master Wu sighed for a long time and almost burst into tears.

He turned to look at Zhou Leng and said, "You, recite the entire text of "The Secret of the Stars"."

Zhou Leng had no idea how to recite it, so he could only bite the bullet and recite the first four words of the general outline: "Om... Woo... Ang... Ding..."

The strange sounds intertwined together, making others feel uneasy.

"And then?" Mr. Wu asked with a dark face.

"No more." Zhou Leng replied.

Mr. Wu's eyes twitched, and his right hand tightly grasped the cane, with his finger bones almost twisted.

Slowly, he loosened his right hand.

"Forget it... In the past, I would have smashed you to death with my cane and put an end to it. How dare you come to my Guhe Sect to make trouble... Unfortunately, after billions of years, you are the first group of people. I don't know if our ancestors have eyes or not..."

"Have you ever formally studied the divine text?"

"Every lesson you learn is worth a red flower."

"I..." Master Wu clenched the cane tightly in his right hand again.

After a long while, Master Wu asked again: "How does your divine writing rank in your civilization?"

"First."

Master Wu suddenly felt that he should not be angry anymore. There was no need to be angry. Just destroy it. With such a trial-taker, what legacy would the Guhe Sect have?
Master Wu sighed deeply, sat on the ground, and stared into the distance silently.

Everyone waited for more than an hour, but Master Wu still looked into the air and sighed, saying nothing.

"Zhou Leng, what did Master Wu say?"

“It feels like he’s talking to you.”

Zhou Leng said: "He is a little disappointed with us."

"A little disappointed? Not really. It's more like... he wants to jump."

"What should we do?"

"No other way. We have to continue studying the four divine texts and continue asking Elder Song to comprehend them. As for the others, let them do whatever they want. I can't control them."

The experts on the divine texts were no longer too lazy to care about other things and focused on studying the divine texts.

After Song Juesi finished his understanding, Zhou Leng walked over to communicate and learn from him, but he still had no clue.

Therefore, Zhou Leng published his translation to the experts on divine texts in the name of Mr. Song.

Experts on sacred texts regarded it as a treasure and conducted research on it.

"Um...Xiao Zhou, how do you pronounce it?"

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm a disciple of the Guhe Sect." Zhou Leng said.

"It seems that you do have a talent for the pronunciation of divine texts. Young brains are very useful."

“Can you describe the process by which you learned to pronounce the words?”

"I... can you describe the process of your learning Chinese pronunciation?" Zhou Leng really couldn't explain it clearly.

The experts on divine writing were silent.

"Study it slowly. When you get out, give Zhou Leng the identity of a 'special expert' to participate in the study of divine texts."

"What's next?"

"Study these four words first. If you study them thoroughly, the old immortal may change his mind."

"It's all thanks to Mr. Song..."

The experts on divine writing conveyed Master Wu’s disappointment to everyone.

Everyone soon came to their senses.

It doesn’t matter. Just think of it as a place for cultivation with a hundred times more spiritual energy.

"No matter what, those who want to practice can practice, and those who want to spar can spar."

"Yes, we can't waste time sitting there doing nothing."

Everyone stood up one after another.

Zhang Xinglie was also not idle, competing with Li Yuanhe and others.

Li Yuanhe, Zhang Feng and others are several years older than Zhang Xinglie. They all graduated from military academies and are far less talented than Zhang Xinglie, but they have rich practical experience.

Zhang Xinglie has amazing talent and understanding, and both sides gained a lot from the competition.

Everyone was practicing and discussing with each other in a loud and noisy manner, and Master Wu turned his head to take a look.

When losers peck at each other, even if they peck out flowers, they are still losers.

Mr. Wu clenched his crutch tightly in his right hand again.

"Forget it, forget it. The most taboo in martial arts is getting angry... Letting go of others is letting go of yourself..."

Mr. Wu talked to himself.

For many days, Master Wu was sad and depressed.

Occasionally he glanced at everyone with a look of disgust on his face.

Zhou Leng silently studied the four-character outline, Mr. Song silently studied the translation, and the others did what they were supposed to do, it had nothing to do with them anyway.

Zhou Leng was carrying something on his back when someone patted his shoulder.

Looking back, Song Juesi said, "You are learning the Stacking Wave Palm, right?"

"Correct."

Song Juesi nodded and said, "Gather everyone, I will demonstrate my newly realized Wave Palm."

Zhou stood up suddenly and called out to everyone.

People came over, some sitting and some standing, looking at Song Juesi in front of the bronze furnace.

As a famous martial arts master, Song Juesi humbly bowed to everyone.

"With the help of fellow Zhou Leng and the experts in divine writing, I have been able to comprehend a little bit of martial arts."

"It's a pity that I'm not very skilled in this art. I can only understand it intuitively, but it's hard to express it in words."

"This kind of meaning can only be demonstrated by practicing boxing. After mastering it, I will translate it into words for you all to enjoy."

(End of this chapter)