Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 38 Beast
"Zhou Leng from our class is pretty strong too. He should be in the top five among the freshmen at Ruda University."

"It seems that Xu Kangan from the next class scored 3 points higher than Zhou Leng. Does anyone have a screenshot?"

"I have."

Everyone looked at the screenshots in the group.

Zhou Leng clicked on it and saw that the total score was 1223.9, 3.2 points higher than his own.

"Xu Kangan has completed 100 points in the five subjects of elixir, and he is also in the blood circulation stage. Once Zhou Leng completes the five subjects of elixir, he will definitely surpass him."

"Yes, Zhou Leng, you and Xu Kangan probably won't be able to enter the top 100 of the Rucheng New Student Ranking this time, but you will definitely be in the top 100 in a few months. When you enter the national ranking, let's take a look at the national ranking. I heard that the top few hundred on the national ranking are all beast-level bosses."

Zhou Leng nodded and said nothing.

But in my heart, I kept thinking about how to make up for my shortcomings and enhance my strengths.

The five subjects of elixir are the long-term accumulation of time and elixir, and there is no point in being anxious.

"Updated! Updated!"

Zhou Leng also clicked on the Martial Arts City and refreshed the "Rucheng Newcomer List". The list slid and his position appeared in the middle of the screen.

Zhou cold.

Rucheng Martial Arts University affiliated martial arts school.

Martial arts index: 7.92.

Rank: 503.

Zhou Leng looked at the index, which was a statistical result obtained by integrating a large amount of data from individuals and all people.

At the top of the screen, the top three are listed.

First, Shanheyuan, martial arts index 9.25.

Second, Yu Jueyong, martial arts index 8.23.

Third, Jiang Xiaoyin, martial arts index 8.21.

Zhou Leng looked at his own index of 7 and Shanheyuan's index of 9 and felt a slight pressure.

A difference of 1 point in martial arts index is basically equivalent to a difference in rank.

I am at the peak of Qi cultivation.

Index 8 is basically equivalent to the Blood Circulation Stage, while index 9 is as strong as the Body Refining Stage.

With Shan Heyuan's physical fitness, ordinary masters in the body refining stage are no match for him at all.

Zhou Leng sent his screenshots to Zhang Xinglie who was far away in Xiongcheng.

Zhang Xinglie also sent back a screenshot.

Zhang Xinglie.

Xiongcheng Yunhua Martial Arts University.

Martial arts index: 8.73.

Rank: 153.

National ranking: 172.

Zhou Leng thought for a long time and didn't know how to reply.

With such a great martial arts index, he is not even in the top 100 in Xiongcheng.

What kind of monsters did Yunhua, Jinjing and Junda raise?

But when I saw that Zhang Xinglie was ranked 172nd in the country, I was relieved.

Xiongcheng is the capital, which is basically equivalent to the entire country. Zhang Xinglie ranks over 100th among the freshmen in the country, which is already an extremely terrifying strength.

If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Xinglie will be ranked among the top 50 freshmen at Yunhua.

Zhou Leng gave a row of thumbs up.

Zhang Xinglie replied: "Your ranking improvement is much more terrifying than mine. I suspect you will catch up with me in a year or two."

"Brother, don't be mean. I wish you can get into the top 100 soon."

"See you in the top 100 of the national list in two months!" Zhang Xinglie was full of vigor.

Zhou Leng stared at Zhang Xinglie's screenshots again and again, and continued to look through the local "Rucheng Newcomer List".

I gradually saw some familiar names on it, some of them were minor celebrities, and some were classmates.

The number one in Rucheng Martial Arts University is named Ji Changnian, with a martial arts index of 8.09 and ranking 135th.

The second is Xu Kangan, the first place student in the martial arts hall, with a martial arts index of 8.01 and ranking 205.

Except for these two, the index of most other people is less than 8.

It seems that most of the students who rely on elixirs to force their way into the blood circulation period have inflated grades, which results in their martial arts index not being able to reach 8.

"Zhou Leng, you are pretty strong, 503." Wei Hong shouted.

Everyone looked over.

"Awesome! We advanced two thousand places in one go."

"Strive to move up another 100 places in the monthly exam, and enter the top in the city list by next semester!"

Zhou Leng looked through the "Rucheng Qi and Blood List" again.

The page shows the top ten in the city.

There is a line of small red words below.

“You are not ranked.”

Then he clicked on "Rushiro Takeshi Ranking."

There is the same line of small red words below.

“You are not ranked.”

Zhou Leng clicked to close the list.

Wei Hong on the side yelled: "My phone is so disappointing. When I opened the 'Rucheng Qi and Blood Ranking', it showed 'I am not ranked'. I will change to a better phone tomorrow!"

"Mine is not up to par either!"

Everyone was talking and laughing.

Wu Xin popped up a message and Zhou Leng clicked it.

Xu Qingjin sent a screenshot of Zhou Leng's ranking, followed by text and emoticons.

"congratulate!"

The emoticon first shows a little white cat scattering flowers, then a row of little white cats scattering flowers, and finally a densely packed group of little white cats scattering flowers.

"how much you?"

Xu Qingjin also posted her screenshots.

Xu Qingjin.

Rucheng Budo University.

Martial arts index: 7.65.

Rank: 2308.

This ranking is considered average among martial arts students.

"Come on!" Zhou Leng also encouraged.

"Ok!"

It was followed by a picture of a Dalmatian nodding its head.

"By the way, Zhou Leng, don't forget to go to No. 8 Middle School to attend your commendation meeting!" An emoticon of a puppy holding a loud speaker was added at the end.

"Let's go together on Saturday?"

"it is good!"

Not far away, on the screen of Chang Luan’s magic watch, the “Rucheng Newcomer List” was displayed.

The position is exactly 503rd, Zhou Leng's ranking.

Chang Luan looked at the bottom of the screen and saw that his ranking was 697. Chang Luan clicked on Wu Xin and saw Tao Bing from the hospital sending a message with a screenshot of last week's ranking.

"Mr. Chang, I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"It's okay. Take good care of yourself. I'll pay for the medical expenses and give you some tonic pills later. You'll be full of energy in a month at most."

"What are you going to do about this matter?"

Chang Luan glanced at Zhou Leng.

If I hurt an ordinary classmate, the martial arts school would at most ask me to pay for my medical expenses, and it would not even punish me.

But Zhou Leng has all nine, and now his name is registered with the owner of the hall.

The martial arts school is under the jurisdiction of the Wuwei Department, the predecessor of which was the armed police.

The Wuwei Department even knows exactly what color my pants are today.

If Zhou Leng was seriously injured, his life would be over.

Chang Luan replied: "My dad said to wait a moment."

"You're just going to endure this? You're not going to fight for the big brother anymore?"

"I mean to run for class monitor first. Senior Brother, take your time. We still have several months to prepare anyway."

"You can bear this, but I can't."

"Tao Bing, don't mess around."

"Don't worry, I won't implicate you."

“He’s all nine.”

"You don't dare to move because you're afraid of being punished and having a stain on your back. I'm different. I'm a scoundrel to begin with. As long as I control my position well and let him stay in the hospital for a few months, the martial arts school will at most make me pay for the medical expenses and give me a serious warning."

Chang Luan looked at Zhou Leng again and sighed.

In the intensity meter equipment room not far from Class 01 Martial Arts Hall.

A magician with a ball of light floating on his shoulder frowned and watched.

A maintenance worker in work clothes was leaning on a crutch, cursing as he was inspecting.

"These martial arts instructors are so rude, using the intensity meter like a mule?"

“Clearly overused.”

"Look at what these parts and the marks on the magic patterns have become."

"Don't worry."

"If you do this again next time, I will report it. No one would waste things like this. It's better to use a high-level intensity meter. That thing is made of high-quality materials, so it doesn't matter if you make it to death."

Outside the martial arts hall, a sharp whistle sounded.

"gather!"

Zhou Leng and his classmates put on their backpacks and walked out slowly.

The instructors sat in a green demonized electric pickup truck.

All the students had question marks in their eyes.

Students run and instructors take the bus?
"Everyone, keep up! This military training result will be counted as credits."

The students cursed in their hearts but walked away quickly with their mouths shut.

"Run! Are you deaf?"

Deng Zhijue stood on the pickup truck, slowly pulling off his shiny black leather belt, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Everyone lowered their heads in fear and quickly started to jog.

Wei Hong whispered: "Be careful your pants fall off."

"The countdown begins... The last ten people will be responsible for cleaning the martial arts hall for one month."

The students all looked up, their eyes filled with swear words.

"The route map has been posted in the group. Those who are willing to run fast can speed up."

Zhou Leng glanced at the map, used the projection navigation, and quickened his pace.

After jogging for a while, they suddenly felt something was wrong. They saw Zhou Leng riding away, and his back was about to disappear at the end of the road.

Wei Hong looked ahead, and after a long while he was still unconscious, he said blankly: "The instructor is a beast among teachers; Zhou Leng is a beast among students."

"How can he still run so fast? Didn't he faint yesterday?"

"Yes, he lasted at least five minutes longer than us. How come he's still so energetic?"

"What a jerk! I think he'll be in the top 100 of the freshman list."

"But he betrayed us."

Wei Hong said: "I also want to betray, but my legs won't allow it."

A circle of middle fingers raised around.

The female classmate next to her smiled.

Feng Wenhao looked at the figure in front of him and smiled.

Zhou Leng followed the map navigation and jogged silently.

Ruda Rugeshan Campus is located on the edge of the city, and the road winds around the foot of Rugeshan Mountain.

After running for more than ten minutes, Zhou Leng felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words, so he could only keep running.

Fortunately, weighted running allows for luck, and Zhou Leng sent strands of true energy into his legs, greatly relieving physical fatigue.

I took tests all day yesterday and was beaten unconscious. Even after a night of sleep, the unspeakable fatigue still stuck to my body like glue.

However, Zhou Leng remained calm and continued running.

There is no one ahead, having the end is enough.

A few minutes later, a man ran up to him, and while running side by side, he said with a smile, "Zhou Leng, right?"

Zhou Leng turned his head and saw a gentle classmate wearing glasses, with a faint smile on his face and a very steady gaze.

Zhou Leng immediately thought of the screenshots in class and asked, "Xu Kangan, the No. 1 in this class?"

"I don't deserve to be the first in this session. The first in Ruda is Ji Changnian. Have you recovered so well?" Xu Kangan asked.

"I've started taking more pills recently. You seem to be okay?"

"My true qi is perfect, and the qi flows out of my skin. After the blood circulation period, the qi flows with the blood, which can greatly resolve this kind of skin injury."

"Those who rely on the Perfection Pill can't do it." Zhou Leng said.

Xu Kangan looked ahead and said slowly, "They all said that you didn't go to Xihai Wuda because you were rejected, but after seeing your grades, I believe that you, like me, don't want to go to that quagmire."

Zhou Lengxin thought, you misunderstood.

"Although my family has arranged a path for me, I also have my own persistence. I prefer to practice in a relatively comfortable environment. I believe that you are the same."

Zhou Leng nodded and said, "Indeed."

"I guess that Chang Luan has also looked for you. Don't pay attention to them. People like that may be able to rise high in the future, but they are of no use to humans. The Demon City and the alien race are our targets."

Zhou Jing looked calmly at the fields in the distance.

Xu Kangan added: "When you advance to Blood Transport, if you can't find a good martial arts study team, come to me directly. I have some regular friends who are at a similar level. Moreover, we all follow the extreme martial arts."

"Okay, let's hunt demons and kill monsters together when we have a chance."

The two added Wu Xin.

"Come on." Xu Kangan smiled and slowed down.

Zhou Leng immediately understood that with Xu Kangan's strength and experience, he would be able to tell that he was in great need of elixirs just by looking at his transcript.

He has no shortage of elixirs, and would rather give the first-rate elixir to himself.

Zhou Leng looked ahead with warm eyes.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath and accelerated again.

(End of this chapter)