Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 47: Breaking Through the Sky and Clouds
"There are only two options left for you"

"The first path is the safe path, we need to take steady steps and make sure we make it to the quarterfinals."

"The second way is to be brave and aggressive, to move forward courageously, to fight quickly and decisively, to exchange injuries for injuries. To end the battle as soon as possible before your energy and physical strength are exhausted, and then to try to enter the semi-finals or even the finals."

"I only provide you with advice, not decisions. It's up to you to decide what to do."

Zhou Leng nodded and said, "Thank you, instructor."

"Go warm up."

Zhou Leng started jogging.

The students in Class 01 discussed in low voices.

"Which path do you think Zhou Leng will choose?"

"Is there any need to think about this? Judging from his hard work during the past few days of military training, he will definitely choose the path of bravery."

"He is the type of person who appears to be quiet on the outside, but in reality he is a ruthless beast."

"He was first in five of the six days of military training. He is definitely a workaholic. Even during the blood circulation period, he didn't dare to work so hard."

As everyone was chatting, the chief instructor Huang Jingqiu said loudly: "The warm-up is over, and the drawing of lots will begin."

The four students in Class 01 drew lots first, and the numbers they drew were all from other classes.

Zhou Leng ranked first in Class 01, his own number was 0101, and he drew 0403, Yan Jianhua.

When Zhou Leng raised his number, the students in Class 01 cheered.

This is an absolutely great number.

Because there is indeed no most outstanding student in Class 04, and the one drawn is ranked third.

In Class 04, Yan Jianhua had a smile on his face.

The classmates around him laughed and said, "I guess you are not as flexible as him, but as long as we fight a protracted war, he will definitely lose."

"That's right. As long as we don't fight him head-on, he won't be able to hold out for long with his Qi in the Qi-cultivation stage."

"Yan Jianhua, how many minutes can you run for luck?"

"8 minutes 05 seconds."

"Definitely win!"

After the drawing of lots, sixteen people walked into eight simple arenas under the supervision of the instructors.

There are four instructors in each class, scattered outside the arena of their respective classes.

Deng Zhijue and the instructor of Class 04 stood outside the field where Zhou Leng and Yan Jianhua were.

Both of them have the right to call a halt.

"Ready... go."

Zhou Leng and Yan Jianhua saluted at the same time.

Yan Jianhua said: "I know you are good at dodging and footwork, but in actual combat, only victory and defeat are decided, not good and evil. Next, I will use delaying tactics, and I hope you won't say that I won unfairly."

Zhou Leng said: "When we get to the Demon City, the demons won't care how much true energy I have, please."

"please."

Yan Jianhua stepped back immediately, while Zhou Lengque stretched his legs and gathered all his internal energy, moving straight forward.

Yan Jianhua had expected this and started circling with a smile.

Zhou Lengqi moved forward, but Yan Jianhua either dodged, blocked, or defended, and did not attack at all.

The two sides had only exchanged ten moves when they heard the students on stage No. 5 cheering loudly.

"Xu Kangan is awesome! He wins with ten moves!"

"As expected, you are the best in the martial arts school!"

Yan Jianhua's smile grew even wider.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath and cleared his mind.

Zhou Leng said: "I am practicing Xuanchao Jue and Dielang Palm. They are ordinary at first, but once they are used, they are layered, fierce and swift. Please forgive me if there are any mistakes."

Zhou Leng stepped into the Bagua Step and suddenly appeared in front of Yan Jianhua. He pushed his palm straight towards Yan Jianhua's chest.

This move, called “rushing tide rushing onto the shore”, involves people like waves and palms like tides, coming like a huge wave, with rushing and rolling, and harboring murderous intent.

Yan Jianhua's heart skipped a beat. The attack was so powerful that he could neither dodge nor block it. He could only take it head-on.

Yan Jianhua hurriedly circulated his true energy and punched Zhou Leng.

Luck entered the blood, and the surface of the fist turned a faint purple.

Fists and palms collided. Zhou Leng took a step back, and Yan Jianhua took half a step back.

The students who were watching the game off the field were slightly surprised that the Qi-nourishing stage was only half a step away from the Blood-circulating stage.

Yan Jianhua's blood was surging, and before he could stabilize it, Zhou Leng ignored him and attacked again.

Zhou Leng rushed to Yan Jianhua's left side in one step. His right palm was like a knife, and he used the fifth move of the Dielang Palm, "Wave Head Rolling Down", to cut Yan Jianhua's ribs diagonally.

Deng Zhijue outside the field nodded slightly.

This move itself is average, but Zhou Lengleng can connect the palm intention and true energy of the previous move "Rushing Tide on the Shore".

Yan Jianhua hurriedly waved his hand to block, but Zhou Leng's right arm slid along Yan Jianhua's arm like a snake and changed his palm into a fist.

Xuanchao's true energy accumulated layer by layer and hit Yan Jianhua's left rib together with his fist.

Click...

The ribs were broken, piercing the flesh.

Yan Jianhua screamed, and his true energy suddenly stagnated.

Zhou Leng suddenly slid forward, lowered his body, and pressed his hands on the ground.

The whole person was parallel to the ground, the left foot pushed the ground for a second force, the right leg was like a spear, and the right foot was like the spear tip, poking straight at Yan Jianhua's left calf.

Legs pierce the air and feet break through the clouds.

The most powerful seventh move of Feiyun Leg is to penetrate the air and break through the clouds.

Yan Jianhua's left rib was injured, his vital energy was disordered, he had no way to escape, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Stop!" the 04 class instructor yelled, "We admit defeat."

Before Zhou Leng's toes touched Yan Jianhua, he stopped, turned sideways, and then stood up.

"Thank you!" Zhou Leng clasped his fists towards Yan Jianhua.

Yan Jianhua clasped his fists in return and said, "Thank you for showing mercy, classmate."

The instructor of Class 04 came over, smiled and patted Zhou Leng on the shoulder to express his praise, then carried Yan Jianhua and walked towards the infirmary.

Wei Hong said: "Use 'rushing tide rushing to the shore' to force the opponent to take the attack, disrupting his body shape and breath, use 'wave head rolling down' as a fake move, and use the mountain-rushing fist as the real move. Finally, slide and poke the foot. I can also think of this set of moves, but I can't do it so smoothly and quickly."

"Palm techniques, fist techniques, footwork, leg techniques, poking kicks... they are not a system at all. Not to mention us, even those in the blood circulation stage may not be able to switch so smoothly."

"This is the terrifying power of 100-point Qi control. No wonder the instructor values him so much."

"If that kick had hit him, the opponent's shin bone would have been broken. How cruel."

Zhou Leng walked out of the ring and glanced at the other rings.

At present, only the arena where Xu Kangan was located had ended the fight, and Xu Kangan was also looking over curiously.

The two nodded slightly.

Zhou Leng meditated on the spot to recover his true energy.

From the initial pursuit to the final attack, it took only more than a minute, but a quarter of the true energy was consumed, which was more than the luck run.

"The winner of the second ring will be decided. Please invite Zhou Leng from 0101 and Du Qianfang from 0302 to fight immediately. The eight to four rounds will begin."

Zhou Leng opened his eyes, stood up, and walked towards the No. 2 ring.

There are only four-fifths of true energy left.

Deng Zhijue frowned slightly. Du Qianfang was an expert in both footwork and leg techniques. If they fought a guerrilla war, Zhou Leng would definitely be at a disadvantage.

Du Qianfang smiled and said, "Student Zhou Leng, I am weak and delicate, please show mercy."

Zhou Leng said: "And your opponent was knocked down?"

"He was just careless."

"please."

"please."

Zhou Leng rushed towards Du Qianfang like a gust of wind.

Du Qianfang retreated and roamed away, smiling, "I don't dare to fight you. You defeated your opponent so quickly. I can only roam away."

Zhou Leng didn't say a word, and continued to pursue, still using the strong attack tactics.

But Du Qianfang's footwork and body movements were much stronger than Yan Jianhua's. Zhou Leng chased her for a while, but was repeatedly avoided by her.

The two of them chased, dodged, and ran around on the simple arena, like two butterflies flying among flowers.

(End of this chapter)