Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 78 Failure
"Even now, martial will is important. If you don't have martial will on the battlefield, the devil will grab you with its claws, and your body will feel pain and go numb, and you might even pee your pants. If you have martial will, you can fight the devil with blood all over your body, and you won't be afraid."

"Just like Zhou Leng?"

"Right... Zhou Leng?"

Everyone turned to look at Zhou Leng.

"Huh?" Everyone widened their eyes with confusion.

Lu Juncai, who ranked second in the class, stood up, walked to Zhou Leng in two or three steps, and then instinctively took a step back.

"You...went to the battlefield to train?"

"Zhou Leng's eyes are not right, they are so sharp."

"The aura is different too. It's obviously that of a veteran."

“The feeling between veterans and ordinary people is really different.”

"It used to be Zhou Leng, but now, it should be Zhou Lengleng." Wei Hong joked.

Zhou Leng said: "After the battle of the bronze man formation, I watched a lot of martial arts actual combat and even combat videos, and I gained some insights."

"With your incredible potential, it's very likely."

"I didn't expect that not only is your Qi control strong, but your comprehension is also improving. One day, you will be able to comprehend the power of fighting with both hands, and benefit all mankind."

"Don't talk nonsense. How do you feel? I saw you said in the group that you have been practicing in seclusion these days."

Zhou Leng said: "You have seen the results, there has indeed been great progress."

"Then your position in the first tier of the joint entrance exam is more secure."

"The first echelon?" Zhou Leng asked.

The new squad leader Wei Hong spoke slowly.

"Yes, the joint exam is different from the ordinary monthly exam. The purpose of the joint exam is for ordinary martial arts universities to join forces and cultivate talents, which can be regarded as an indirect competition with the Ten Great Martial Arts Schools."

"Think about it, there are 18 schools, and the top students from each school are competing for the top spot. If only one person is given the top spot, will there not be conflicts between the students and the schools?"

"So the principals decided to avoid infighting and create a collective first, or the first echelon."

"The first echelon has very few people, usually only 20 to 30."

"Except for the leaders of each school, the outside world cannot see the specific rankings. They can only see which tier one is in. And the rewards for everyone in each tier are the same."

“This way, we can motivate students, benefit the majority of students, avoid excessive infighting, and achieve the purpose of the joint examination.”

"The most important thing is that the joint examination is a real battle in the Demon City. The first echelon has many people, so the first place in each school is willing to join forces to kill the monsters."

"If there is only one first place, then it is not a test of killing monsters, but a test of people's hearts. Infighting can destroy the entire school."

Zhou Leng nodded and said, "Indeed, a similar tragedy happened during the actual battle in the Demon City before."

"You should definitely be in the first tier." Wei Hong said enviously.

"Not necessarily." Zhou Leng shook his head.

Wei Hong curled his lips and said, "Here we go again, saying the most cowardly words and fighting the most brutally."

Feng Wenhao said: "The key is that he likes to hide his tricks. At that time in the ring, we all thought he was going to lose, but he suddenly moved his body with Qi and paralyzed the opponent."

Lu Juncai said: "This time, the joint exam allows joint action. We don't care about others, but our class should remember to be as cold as last week. I dare not say how much credit we have, but the mortality rate will be greatly reduced."

"Who isn't stupid? Of course I'll hug Zhou Leng's thigh first. Wait, the mortality rate?"

"The actual Demon City joint examination will kill people."

The martial arts hall fell into a brief silence.

"Be careful, nothing will go wrong."

"Correct."

"We have an internal test today. How do you feel about it?"

"I'm at least 100 points better than last time!"

"Me too!"

Soon, instructors including Deng Zhijue came and led the whole class to the examination room.

Deng Zhijue waved at Zhou Leng, and Zhou Leng walked over.

Deng Zhijue stared at Zhou Leng for a long while and asked, "What have you been doing these days? Did you go to the Demon City, or did you encounter the devil again?"

Zhou Leng had already thought of the words, and said: "After the bronze man formation, I learned from my mistakes and asked Uncle Li for guidance. He is a veteran and made me feel the atmosphere of the battlefield. In the past two days, I have been trying to figure out the feeling of fighting and death."

Deng Zhijue sighed and said, "The damage the demon did to you that time is still taking effect. After so long, you can still draw strength from death and fear. Very good, keep going."

"Now I keep replaying the feeling of death in my mind, including being hurt by the devil, fighting with the bronze man in the ring. Of course, there are also some details in the battle video that continue to shock me."

"You may indeed have some talent in this area. Keep strengthening it, and one day, you will achieve unprecedented success."

Soon, everyone arrived at the examination room.

This test is exactly the same as the last one.

Not only will the monthly exam results be taken into account and entered into the Budo City and Rucheng freshman lists, but it will also determine whether one can participate in the joint entrance exam of eighteen schools.

Arriving at the examination room, all the students stared at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng slowly warmed up, his eyes calm, not caring about the attention of the outside world at all.

Feng Wenhao, who had known Zhou Leng the longest, muttered quietly, “He’s really as steady as an old dog. It’s like he’s become a different person.”

The first game is a sprint run.

At a distance of 5000 meters, Zhou Leng ran like a wild horse.

A small number of students watched Zhou Leng running in the front, and then as they ran, they watched Zhou Leng overtake them from behind.

Super lap.

These students were helpless and ran while shouting at Zhou Leng to slow down.

Final score: 100 points.

The last score was 91.4 points.

The second dodge run.

Because a large number of baseballs were sprayed on the road, no one could avoid them completely, even in Yunhua Jinjing, few people could do it 100%.

Zhou Leng, 97.2.

The last score was 93.4 points.

The third round is weighted running.

98.1.

The last score was 94.6 points.

The fourth game is obstacle race.

97.1.

The last score was 93.8 points.

Game 5, weightlifting.

100 points.

Last time it was 90.5 points.

The sixth round, punching power.

100 points.

Last time it was 94.2 points.

The seventh game, the total amount of true energy.

100 points.

Last time it was 91.3 points.

The eighth match, the strength of true qi.

100 points. Last time 92.8
The ninth game, Qi control.

100 points.

Same thing twice.

After the ninth exam, many students felt a tingling sensation on their scalps.

In just one month, Zhou Leng's perfect scores of 100 appeared in large numbers like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Wei Hong sighed and said, "My mentality has collapsed."

"Breaking together is healthier."

"I'm the one with the worst mentality, okay?" Lu Juncai's face looked really ugly.

Wei Hong put his arm around Lu Juncai's shoulders to comfort him.

Feng Wenhao asked, "How many points were you lower than Zhou Leng last time?"

"2 points." Lu Juncai rolled his eyes at him.

Feng Wenhao whispered, "At least add a zero this time."

Lu Juncai rolled his eyes.

"It's okay, you're still second in the class."

The tenth round, Qi weightlifting.

100 points.

Last time it was 91 points.

Game 11, maximum attack intensity.

95.5 points.

In the last game, the score was 93.4.

It was only an improvement of more than 2 points, but the students felt even more helpless.

Because the attack intensity is the most difficult to increase, especially in the later stages, increasing it by 1 point is almost like a death sentence.

For experts, other data are real and fake, and that's it.

But the intensity of the attack is real destructive power.

Afterwards, many students behind were happy because they also improved a little.

In the equipment room of the intensity meter, the operator looked at the rows of orange lights with a confused look on his face.

This intensity meter has never been used since the overhaul. This is the first time it has been used after the overhaul.

Game 12, average attack intensity.

97.7 points.

In the last game, the score was 96.5.

The intensity test was completed, and the operators were even more upset than Zhou Leng.

He called the chief instructor Huang Jingqiu again.

"Chief Instructor, the whole process is recorded on video. It has nothing to do with us. This has happened twice..."

Huang Jingqiu was a little confused looking at the rows of red fault lights.

This is no longer a question of money. If a device like an intensity meter breaks down, someone must be held responsible.

"Stop the operation now. I'm going to find the owner."

Huang Jingqiu said this and left.

Zhou Leng and others performed the last task, blocking and resisting attacks.

Once again entering the bloody venue, the scene of that day reappeared in front of all the students' eyes, and they instinctively looked at the ground.

The ground looks clean at first glance, but upon closer inspection, there are faint streak marks left.

Sixteen black beaters stood in the room like large cans.

Some students shrank their necks and felt needle-like pain all over their bodies.

"Go in, just like last time." Deng Zhijue's voice was emotionless.

The students behind watched the sixteen students in front walk into the execution ground.

Bang…bang bang bang…

The students outside the venue waited quietly.
After a while, the first beater stopped.

An instructor walked in and dragged out a classmate like a dead dog.

Behind, long bloodstains looked like large brush strokes slowly being written.

One after another, students fell unconscious and were dragged out.

Finally, only Zhou Leng was left.

Everyone looked at the beater where Zhou Leng was.

On the beater's screen, the score keeps rising.

When the score rose to 99.9, all the students held their breath and widened their eyes.

beep

100 points appeared on the display.

Last time, 97.8 points.

The beater stopped.

"What a beast..." Wei Hong muttered to himself.

Everyone stared at the door as a familiar figure walked out.

His face was bruised and his body was covered in blood.

There is not a single intact spot on the entire body.

But Zhou Leng stood there.

Zhou Leng seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. He walked slowly, step by step, his body shaking and twisting.

It seems like it will fall if the wind blows.

Everyone looked on quietly.

Even though he was covered in wounds, everyone knew that this man was the king here.

Zhou Leng took the pill, sat on the mat, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.

Wei Hong sighed and said, "I used to think that the instructor was the most beastly. Today I know that there are beasts beyond beasts. From now on, Zhou Leng will be promoted to a great beast."

"Wei Hong!"

"To!"

"Strike-beater."

"Yes."

Wei Hong, with a gloomy face, entered the beater with the second wave of students.

Then, the students outside the field heard Wei Hong’s soul-stirring screams.

Just like last time, the students were unconscious, woke up, took medicine, and were healed by the instructor's luck.

Then a group of people lay on mats, browsing their phones.

Not long after, Deng Zhijue said, "The new transcript has been sent to the group."

The seriously injured students quickly opened the class group and checked their scores.

Lu Juncai squinted his eyes, blocked his vision with his right hand, placed it in mid-air above the screen of his mobile phone, and then slowly moved it downwards.

(End of this chapter)