Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 77: Swords

On the left side, there is a huge flesh-and-blood sun suspended, its surface undulating like a heart.

At the edge of the huge sun, there were huge bloody eyeballs forming a circle.

The sun with round eyes gazes upon all living beings.

The flesh-and-blood sun hangs down an umbilical cord that penetrates deep into the neck of a headless cow.

The cow was probably tens of thousands of meters tall, its body swollen, bloody, surrounded by veins and blood vessels, and without skin.

The cow stood upright, with countless bloody calf heads sticking out from its abdomen, staring at Zhou Leng with deep eyes.

Ring-eyed cow mother.

On the right side, stands a black and white castle that looks like a mountain.

The castle is made up of evil human faces.

Gates, walls, houses, rocks, bridges, ground...

They all have distorted human faces, with white faces, black eyes, black mouths and black noses.

The castle with thousands of faces.

Endless evil intentions, divine power, evil thoughts, tyranny, death, killing, etc. came like a tsunami, overwhelming and drowning Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng only took a glance, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

The gate of purgatory spun in the opposite direction, throwing Zhou Leng out.

Zhou Leng was bleeding from all seven orifices and fell on the grass, barely breathing.

Dahuang opened his eyes wide, kicked the ground with all four legs, raised his head and barked at the giant frost tree.

“Woof woof woof…Woof woof woof…”

On and on.

The more you curse, the worse it gets.

After a long while, the snow-covered leaves of the giant frost tree swayed gently, and dense white light fell from the sky.

It was ten times denser than the last time, falling towards Zhou Leng and Da Huang respectively.

Dahuang barked twice and ran away to avoid the white light.

The two white lights merged into one and fell into Zhou Leng's body.

At the same time, wisps of black gas flew out of Zhou Leng's body and flew back to the gate of Purgatory.

Late at night, Zhou Leng moved his fingers, and then slowly opened his eyes.

My whole body ached, my brain was a mess, and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on me.

The cold wind rushed through the cracks in my bones.

Zhou Leng slowly stood up and looked around.

Dahuang stuck out his tongue and struggled to get into Zhou Leng's arms, whimpering.

Zhou Leng's eyes were blank. After a long while, he turned to look at the gate of purgatory.

I vaguely remember being sucked in, and then...

The words "Gate of Purgatory, Tenth Floor, The Evil God's Gaze" came to mind.

Zhou Leng had no recollection of what he saw inside, and didn't know why he had the urge to curse.

Zhou Leng covered his splitting headache with his hand and swallowed the word "fuck".

"It's strange, why do I have such a strong urge to curse?"

Da Huang lay on Zhou Leng, looking at him eagerly.

Zhou Leng vaguely understood a possibility, because it seemed familiar.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Zhou Leng touched Dahuang's back.

Da Huang came closer, his gaze focused and his eyes watery.

"Really." Zhou Leng said.

"Woo woo." Dahuang lay on Zhou Leng's legs, looking listless.

Zhou Leng sat for a long time as if he had a hangover, then picked up the third golden page and read it again.

It says that the Gate of Purgatory has a total of nineteen levels, which are used to temper one's will.

I went straight to the tenth floor and was lucky not to die.

Zhou Leng sat for a while, then felt unwell. He forced himself to practice Qigong, took all the medicine he could, and fell into a deep sleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng woke up.

Feeling something was wrong, he quickly picked up the magic watch.

Slept for a day and a night.

Forget it. I’m not afraid of the itchiness since there are too many lice. I’ll just ask for leave when I go out in the morning.

Zhou Leng felt much more comfortable and continued warming up and practicing as usual.

"Ok?"

Zhou Leng found that his martial arts perception seemed to have become a little clearer.

His mastery of martial arts also seems to be stronger.

The wisps of chill in the center of Dantian grew stronger and stronger, becoming more and more like some kind of strange body of energy.

Zhou Leng glanced at the giant frost tree.

"I always feel like something is wrong..."

Zhou Leng secretly looked at Da Huang. Da Huang hesitated for a moment, then walked over with a smile, shaking his head with an innocent look on his face.

Okay, I’ll play dumb and my acting skills will improve a lot.

Zhou Leng felt his body full of energy and walked to the gate of Purgatory.

After looking at it for a long time, Zhou Leng pondered for a long time, but when he thought of the upcoming joint examination, his face became firm.

"Gate of Purgatory, first level."

A faint golden light emanated from outside the Gate of Purgatory, and a blue vortex formed inside the door frame, sucking Zhou Leng away.

Dahuang sat in front of the gate of Purgatory, full of worry.

Zhou Leng's eyes darkened and then brightened.

The words “a land of swords and war” come to mind.

The world under the dark sky looks like an ancient battlefield.

Weapons of all kinds were scattered all over the ground, stretching as far as the eye could see, as dense as wheat fields.

When the wind blows, the weapons ring softly.

Suddenly, a rusty big knife flew up and chopped towards his left shoulder.

Zhou Leng dodged instinctively, but his body remained motionless.

puff!
A knife cuts into the bone.

Zhou Leng cried out softly, sweat breaking out on his forehead due to the pain, and instantly understood what the Gate of Purgatory and the Land of War were.

Next, it's swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks...

The weapons on the ground flew up one after another and attacked various parts of Zhou Leng's body.

Chop, cut, pierce, hit, pound, crush...

Zhou Leng just cried out softly at first, but later he cried out in agony.

The constant pain and dense attacks come in waves, never stopping.

After that, Zhou Leng stopped calling out because he couldn't make any sound anymore.

Every time he was stabbed with a sword, Zhou Leng's body trembled. Every time he was chopped with a knife, Zhou Leng moved.

There is no more blood to bleed from the new wound.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng couldn't even feel the pain.

Blood and flesh fell all over the ground and spread around like a carpet of flesh and blood.

Zhou was cold and bloody.

Flesh and blood were scattered on the bones.

Finally, Zhou Leng's body fell down and his skeleton shattered.

"It turns out that death feels so comfortable..."

A moment later, the world spun and Zhou Leng was thrown out by the gate of purgatory.

Da Huang walked around Zhou Leng several times and yelled at the giant frost tree.

This time, the giant frost tree remained motionless.

Da Huang walked silently to Zhou Leng's side, curled up his body, rested his chin on Zhou Leng's chest, and looked at Zhou Leng's face quietly.

Another day and night passed, and Zhou Leng slowly opened his eyes.

Zhou Leng's eyes were lifeless and his gaze was dull, as if his soul had left his body.

From body to mind, I am still numb.

The body's self-protection mechanism after severe pain.

Dead like a dead tree.

Zhou Leng was in a daze for a quarter of an hour before light slowly gathered in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Zhou Leng blinked, touched his body immediately, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wang!"

Da Huang, with red eyes, suddenly stood up and rubbed Zhou Leng hard.

Zhou Leng hugged Da Huang and patted him gently to comfort him.

After a few seconds, Dahuang closed his eyes, lay on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Leng gently touched Dahuang's belly and sat with Dahuang for a long time.

Zhou Leng stood up, chaotic memories flashing through his mind.

The trial in the land of swords and weapons is still fresh in my memory, as if every weapon is right in front of me and every pain happened just now.

Zhou Leng looked towards the gate of Purgatory.

The Gate of Purgatory actually sent a message.

The first level, the land of swords and weapons, 1791/10000.

It seems that to pass the test of the land of swords and weapons, one needs to withstand 10,000 weapon attacks.

Last time, I endured it 1791 times.

"As expected of the Gate of Purgatory, with such horrific requirements, is it really used to train people? Or in other words, to train stronger creatures?"

Even though Zhou Leng had endured two trials in a row and his martial arts will had improved by leaps and bounds, he was still shocked when he saw the number ten thousand.

In the face of ten thousand attacks, the pain he had endured before seemed insignificant.

On second thought, since he could survive a thousand blows, he was considered outstanding.

Zhou Leng looked down at his body.

In martial arts perception, there is no change in the body.

However, inside the body, in the center of the brain, a strange force is formed, which is mysterious and extraordinary, and cannot be accurately perceived.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the embryonic form of martial arts will that is growing stronger again."

Zhou Leng clenched his fists, and the muscles in his right arm bulged and tensed.

The will of martial arts is the spiritual muscle.

A hint of doubt flashed across Zhou Leng's eyes.

I had clearly taken some Bu Yuan Pills and other elixirs yesterday, but from my martial arts perspective, those pills were all consumed and my body was still sending out hunger-like signals, as if it was feeling cold.

"Could it be that the tempering of the Gate of Purgatory, or the growth of the will of martial arts, is also related to the body and the elixir?"

Zhou Leng took all the pills again, and the coldness in his body slowly dissipated.

Zhou Leng walked out of the mysterious world.

I just returned to Xiaoru Village, the network is connected, and the magic watch pops up a lot of information.

Many people were asking what was going on, including Li Linhan.

Zhou Leng looked at the time and it was five in the morning, so he did his morning exercises and did not reply until six o'clock.

Deng Zhijue replied helplessly.

"You really are... Never mind, it's okay anyway."

"The Mountain River River Joint Examination has been announced. The preliminary test will be held today. It's good if you can catch up."

"In addition, Ruda's advanced individual scholarship is being issued, 30,000 yuan, come over and sign to receive it."

Zhou Leng went straight to the cafeteria first. Unlike before, he ordered a 1000 yuan lower-grade meat medicinal meal, then took a tonic pill, and then ate.

Zhou Leng finished eating and left.

The cafeteria staff were very surprised.

"How come I only ate 14 rounds today and there is no improvement at all?"

"Is he going to fall from the throne of the Martial Saint in the cafeteria?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Didn't you see that he had an extra meal of meat and medicine? There was also a small box of tonic pills on the table. These two together can be equivalent to five meals."

"Wait, that means he eats more?"

"should be……"

"Rankings can be deceiving, but appetite can't. If anyone has a daughter, find a way to get to know her..."

"He already has a girlfriend. That day, I sent him a big pot of meat. I saw it clearly."

"Ah? You know all this?"

"After all, the cafeteria martial arts master..."

Zhou Leng walked into the martial arts hall. His classmates were talking about something and didn't see him come in at first.

"I didn't expect it to be a joint exam for 18 schools. It's really exciting..."

“But you have to pass the test.”

"We are basically the same. After all, this is a joint exam for eighteen schools, not a joint exam for the top ten martial arts schools."

"There is news that the rewards this time will be very generous. In addition to the usual Yuan-replenishing Pills, Qi-nourishing Pills, Blood-replenishing Pills, etc., there should also be high-level elixirs."

"What can there be?"

"It should be Bao Yuan Dan, Ning Shen Dan or something like that. Although Bao Yuan Dan can compress the true Qi and increase the strength of the true Qi, I prefer Ning Shen Dan."

"The Concentrated Mind Pill can strengthen the will of martial arts?"

"Yes. The production of Ning Shen Dan is even less than that of Bao Yuan Dan, and it is out of stock all year round. If it weren't for the strict control of the country, it would have been completely monopolized."

"It is said that martial arts willpower is extremely important after reaching the Xiantian level."

(End of this chapter)