Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 5 Remember
Zhou Leng was sweating profusely after finishing his meal.

Li Linhan placed a paper box in front of Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng had seen this paper box countless times in the window of the Wudao Mall.

A white paper box, with a round transparent film stuck to it, and three red official script characters on the box are very eye-catching.

Qi-nourishing pills.

Zhou Leng's heart skipped a beat.

Even without opening the box, Zhou Leng knew that there were three small medicine boxes inside, one pill in each box.

This is the closest I have been to the Yangqi Pills in all these years.

"Uncle Li, I can't accept this. This stuff is not enough for my third brother. How about this, replace it with three meals of meat and medicinal food."

Li Linhan said, "I've given you the things. I won't be in charge of anything from now on. If you don't want them, tell him."

"He is in the military academy, and now is a critical period. If he doesn't take the initiative to find me, I can't contact him at all."

Li Linhan tore open the paper box, unscrewed the medicine box, shook it, and tightened it again.

"If you open the medicine box and don't take the medicine within ten days, the efficacy of the medicine will be lost and you won't be able to sell it. You have to figure it out for yourself." Li Linhan looked at Zhou Leng with a smile.

"You..." Zhou Leng looked at the three medicine boxes helplessly.

Li Linhan stood up, patted Zhou Leng on the shoulder, and said, "Your third brother's kindness is good, just accept it. If you really want to repay him, then kill more sea monsters and demons to avenge...his brother, sister, and mother."

Zhou Leng's throat rolled and he couldn't utter a word.

"Okay, go to school." Li Linhan stuffed three Qi-nourishing Pills into Zhou Leng's hands and pushed him out.

Zhou Leng returned home holding the three Qi-nourishing Pills. He sat there blankly for a long time before carefully sealing them with layer after layer of plastic wrap and putting them in the refrigerator.

Zhou Leng glanced across the electronic photo album.

"Then...kill more sirens and demons."

Zhou Leng used his internal energy to digest the medicinal meat, then returned to his desk and wrote down his martial arts diary.

7 month 9 day.

clear.

……

The content is the same as yesterday.

Zhou Leng, carrying his schoolbag and the lunch box he had prepared last night, ran all the way into No. 8 Middle School.

The class was bustling with activity, and after finishing the first two exams, the smiles on the students' faces became even brighter.

Especially those who were not planning to enter the martial arts university, they didn’t even carry a school bag.

"You are so brave that you dare to bring your cell phone? Have you asked your teacher for permission? Didn't your mother forbid you to bring your cell phone?"

"I'm not applying to a martial arts university, so my teacher doesn't care about me anymore. When I was shopping at the mall yesterday, I begged my mom to buy it for me. I almost knelt on the floor, haha."

"very nice."

"What's good about that? I actually wanted to buy a magical micro portable computer, but I didn't have the nerve to ask for it."

"Take it easy. The cheapest enchanted computer costs more than 100,000 yuan, and the advanced ones cost tens of millions. If you are not a warrior, there is no need to carry one. Let me see your phone..."

Zhou Leng walked past two classmates who were chatting and put his phone in his trouser pocket.

Sitting down, Zhou Leng took out the handwritten "Zhao Dongjun's Miscellaneous Works Volume 2" and slowly flipped through it.

The cover is torn and the inner pages are yellowed.

The content of the second volume is the martial arts experience of Martial Saint Zhao Dongjun in the Qi and Blood Realm.

Hu Yi, who was sitting at the table, curled his lips and said, "You have read this book at least twenty times, right?"

Zhou Leng said: "The teacher said that if you don't read the True Biography of the Martial Saint a hundred times, you are not worthy of learning martial arts. You can only read it forcefully."

"You..." Hu Yi suddenly changed the subject and said, "Based on your efforts, you must be a martial arts master! I will rely on you two from now on."

After saying that, Hu Yi looked at Feng Wenhao standing beside him.

Feng Wenhao pushed up his glasses and asked, "What do you mean?"

Hu Yi stretched out his hands and placed them on Zhou Leng and Feng Wenhao's shoulders respectively, saying: "I am a person with average talent and average family background. As Teacher Sun said, I can't do anything well and I have nothing left after eating. So I won't fight for anything. From now on, Blue Star will be handed over to you."

"What happened to you?" Feng Wenhao asked.

Hu Yi laughed and said, "I have learned a lot and saved myself fifty years of detours. Zhou Leng is a man who refuses to admit defeat. Even the devil can't do anything to him. He will keep going down the road of martial arts. What about you?"

Hu Yi looked at Feng Wenhao.

"I... don't know..." Feng Wenhao hesitated.

"I still want to pursue a career in martial arts. I may not be able to get into Wuhan University, but I have hope of attending the affiliated martial arts school. If I really can't get in, I'll go the martial arts research route. If that doesn't work, I'll apply for an ordinary major. If I give up, my dad will break my legs," said Feng Wenhao.

"That's right. Think about the Qi-nourishing Pills and Yuan-replenishing Pills you took. Your father can't just let you go. What's the level of your true Qi?" Hu Yi said.

"Minor Completion Fifth Level."

"Good fellow, the Qi-nourishing Pills and Yuan-boosting Pills were not taken in vain. You are now ranked 18,000th, and you have elixirs to provide. You will definitely be admitted to the affiliated martial arts hall after the martial arts exam."

"It's hard to say..." Feng Wenhao smiled embarrassedly.

Hu Yi laughed and scolded, "Don't be so modest. If Zhou Leng had so many elixirs, he could still go to Wuda even if he was injured. Do you believe it?"

"Of course. No matter how Zhou Leng performs in the martial arts exam, he will definitely be a martial arts master in the future!" Feng Wenhao said.

"Brother, don't be so mean." Zhou Leng said.

"Will you still go to work at Kaituo Company after the college entrance examination?" Hu Yi asked. "Yes." Zhou Leng said.

Feng Wenhao said helplessly: "I don't want to go, but my dad told me to get in touch with society earlier and hone my skills. I guess after the college entrance examination, the three of us will continue to meet in the slaughterhouse."

"Three ruthless executioners of Warcraft..."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and when the bell rang, the students slid back to their seats like silky snakes.

A middle-aged woman in a white short-sleeved shirt and blue-gray trousers walked in, walked up to the podium, and scanned the whole class with a sharp look behind her black-framed glasses.

Class 3 of Grade 3 was completely silent.

Xu Meijie, the head teacher of Class 3, said slowly: "Today is the last day of formal classes. Starting tomorrow, if you want to come to school to prepare for the exam, you can come. If you don't want to come, you can practice at home..."

Zhou Leng looked at his head teacher. He usually didn't feel anything, but today, for some reason, he felt empty and a little flustered.

It seems like something very important is slowly drifting away, farther and farther, and will never come back.

"…Those who don't want to apply to a martial arts university or its affiliated martial arts schools should not relax too much and affect the students who are pursuing martial arts training…"

"...In the last few days, lock your Dantian tightly and don't let your breath go..."

"...The college entrance examination is very important. It may be one of the most important things in your life. But, it is only one of the most important things in your life..."

"…You still have a long way to go in life. You must walk slowly and carefully…"

After Xu Meijie finished speaking a long speech, she suddenly stopped, looked at the whole class, and remained silent.

Some students had tears in their eyes.

Xu Meijie smiled rarely, turned sideways, and pointed to the wall between the blackboard and the door, on which was hung a banner with red characters.

She pointed her index finger several times, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, making her unable to speak.

That was the class motto.

"Stand up!" The squad leader stood up suddenly.

Amid the clattering of tables and chairs, all the students stood up.

"Our motto is..." the monitor shouted.

"I don't want to be a marquis, I just hope the sea is calm!" The whole class shouted in unison, deafening.

Zhou Leng shouted with all his might.

Xu Meijie smiled with relief, nodded, and said, "You can forget the grammar in the book, and you can also forget the martial arts skills, but I hope everyone will remember these two sentences. If... I mean if, someone forgets them when they grow up, it doesn't matter, just remember them and let your children remember them. Okay, it's almost time, let's go to the internal strength classroom."

Xu Meijie turned and left, and the classmates stood up one after another.

Zhou Leng stood up and found Hu Yi sitting there in a daze, his eyes slightly red.

Zhou Leng walked over, patted Hu Yi on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Hu Yi lowered his head, took a tissue from his deskmate, wiped his nose, and followed Zhou Leng and Feng Wenhao out.

When they arrived at the door of the internal strength classroom, most of the students went in, while Xu Qingjin and four other top martial arts students left to go to the top class to practice.

There are no tables or chairs in the internal strength classroom, only cushions placed there.

Everyone sat down, and internal martial arts teacher Sun Xiong came in. After chatting for a while, he said, "This is the last class today. We will only answer questions. If anyone has any questions about cultivation and martial arts exams, please raise your hand and ask."

"Teacher, why do the martial arts exams only test your true energy, and not actually kill monsters? You can just use the weakest monster for us to practice on."

"Yes..." A group of students responded.

"Okay, millions of candidates across the country go to kill monsters, and then some die. Guess what you parents will do?"

Everyone was silent.

"In the years before the martial arts exam, there were indeed actual battles to kill monsters, and the death rate was less than one in a thousand, but there were a lot of injuries. Guess what the higher-ups scolded us for?"

The classroom was silent for a while, and then another student asked, "Then can't we take the exam to compete with others? I've been in high school for three years, but I've had very little actual combat. I feel like a useless person."

"A sparring match? How will your score be determined? You don't really think that your score will be determined by yourself, rather than by your opponent or the examiner, right?"

The classroom fell silent again, and the ignorant students felt a chill on their backs for some reason.

"The current military examination system is not only imperfect, but can even be said to be full of loopholes. However, this military examination with loopholes is the fairest for the vast majority of people. When you enter society, you will understand that you will never encounter such a fair thing again."

Sun Xiong added, "Qi, blood, body, and strength. The Qi and Blood Realm is divided into nourishing Qi, circulating blood, refining the body, and generating strength. Do you really think that you have practiced in vain all these years?"

"...Use Qi to move blood, use blood to refine the body, and use the body to generate strength. This is the foundation of martial arts civilization! True Qi is the foundation of the foundation..."

"... Qi is indeed not everything, but the stronger your Qi is, the greater your future achievements will be. Without Qi, you will have nothing..."

"...With the Demon Worship Cult inside and demons from all walks of life outside, why does the country still let you quietly attend classes and practice your true qi? It's because all the Grandmasters and Martial Saints know it well..."

"...Letting you grow up quietly will bring a huge burden in the short term, but in the long run, this is the only way for mankind to survive..."

"...Letting children, generation after generation, live and grow, grow, and grow again is the only way, the only way..."

"...You all, do you remember the last words of the Martial Ancestor? Shout them out with me! We want to make..."

All the students followed suit and shouted, "We need to keep the desks in front of the children quiet."

Sun Xiong said slowly: "One day, you will meet a desk that is worth your protection, just like your parents and your ancestors."

The students' eyes were red.

After a long while, Sun Xiong said, "Okay, now you can ask questions."

"Teacher, it's too difficult to control Qi. Normally it's no problem, but once you start using a move, Qi is either blocked or deformed..."

"Please tell me more specifically..."

(End of this chapter)