Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 82 Heaven Level
On top of his inverted pyramid head, he wore a serpent crown, and on the snake's body, there was a circle of magic gold candles.

A crown of krait, a layer of candles.

The Demon Lord in Candle Bearer.

He was wearing soft magic gold armor, and in the middle of his chest and abdomen, there was a candelabra tree embroidered on a twelve-pointed star.

Under the candlestick tree, there are twelve dark gold candlesticks embroidered on them.

Candlestick is the symbol of the monsters in the boundless city on the ninth level of the Demonic Hell.

The twelve-branch candlestick, six on each side, is a symbol of the descendants of the devil, the supreme clan in the devil's prison.

Behind this demon lord, a team of various devil monsters from the devil's prison were carrying a meter-high black magic gold vat with intricate and gorgeous golden magic patterns carved on its surface.

All the monsters have symbols of candlesticks and candles on their bodies; they are all candlesticks.

"let it go."

"Yes, Master Shimmering Star."

The monster slowly bent down and placed the large vat of magic gold on the ground.

The demon lord Shimmerstar walked to the giant magic gold vat, looked around, nodded slightly, and patted the giant magic gold vat.

The edge of the vat spread out and turned into a dark red carpet of flesh and blood, spreading in all directions.

Plants rose from the carpet one by one. In just a few moments, the carpet of flesh and blood had grown a hundred huge flowers.

The green stem, as thick as a human waist, stands three meters high.

The green stem rose to a high place and then drooped, with a huge bloody magic flower hanging at the end.

The bell-shaped flower is about one meter tall, with a bloody surface and squirming tendons and blood vessels.

The flower mouth faces upwards and has twelve petals, like a living creature of flesh and blood.

Like a big pocket with the opening facing upwards.

Magic bag flower.

Through the translucent flesh wall of the flower, one can vaguely see a piece of white flesh that looks like a white kidney bean, one foot in size, and like a fetus in the womb.

Magic bag beans.

The magic bag flower is the most common flesh and blood magic potion in the Demon Prison. The magic bag beans it produces are divided into lower, middle and upper levels, and are supplied to monsters in the Blood-Swallowing Realm.

The demonic language "blood-swallowing realm" is translated into Chinese as the Qi and Blood realm.

Around the one hundred mature magic bag flowers, new magic bag flowers grew as the carpet of flesh and blood slowly expanded.

The new magic bag flower is thinner and there are no white light meat beans in the flower.

Magic Bag Garden.

The candlelight of the Glimmering Star looked towards the direction of the Shuizhou base and spoke slowly in the devil language.

"They are almost here. When the army arrives, you will lead the slaughter and send the human corpses into the immature Demon Bag Flowers."

"The Ten Thousand Demon Bag Garden is enough to express our sincerity."

"Now, use your blood to water the carpet of flesh and blood."

"As ordered!"

One monster after another tore at its own body, letting its blood flow and fall onto the carpet of flesh and blood.

The carpet of flesh and blood began to wriggle and expand faster.

Shimmerstar walked over to a Magic Bag Flower and lowered her head.

A tubular stamen of the magic bag flower stands upright.

Shimmering Star held it in his right eye and sucked it gently.

The magic bag bean turned into liquid, like brain matter flowing upstream, and entered the right eye and mouthparts of the Glimmering Star.

Soon, all the magic bag beans in the magic bag flower were sucked away.

The entire magic bag flower withered.

The Shimmering Star spit out its stamens, blinked its right eye, and smiled.

He looked around.

Now it is only equivalent to the late stage of human blood circulation, so coming here is a little risky.

However, more demons will arrive later.

The mountains in the distance.

At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of Huang Meng sect masters were practicing. No one spoke and the discipline was strict.

A large flag was hung high, with a long red river painted on it.

The wind blows, and the flags flutter.

The red long river flag.

On the top of the mountain, Tong Tianxia, dressed in bronze, stood and looked in the direction of the Shuizhou Demon City base.

Shuizhou Demon City Base.

A pioneering team consisting of several blood transportation stage masters and one body training stage master walked out of the base.

The leader was Tian Chengchang, the son of Tian Wenbao and nephew of Tian Wenhu.

He is a sophomore at East China University of Technology, and is in the late stage of Blood Circulation.

Behind him were the men of Yan Fenggang, the fifth of the Five Tigers of Shuizhou. One of them was wearing a leather jacket, his name was Tu Rong.

He once tried to deal with Zhou Leng together with Jiang Yan, Tao Bing and others but failed. Later, he was blocked by Zhou Leng in a nightclub and beaten up.

"Brothers, it's up to you from now on. As long as the task is accomplished, each of you will get 500,000, guaranteed."

Everyone responded in unison, only Tu Rong looked helpless.

He didn't want to come, but the matter was related to him, and Yan Fenggang had called him to come.

"Master Tian, let's be careful. If we disrupt the joint examination, we will be convicted of a serious crime. In serious cases, we may be killed on the spot by the Demon City Army." Tu Rong said.

"We are a pioneering team, hunting monsters. Even if we meet a candidate, it's just a coincidence, understand?"

"Yes."

"Then how do we determine where Zhou Leng is?"

"We can't be sure exactly, but as long as we have a rough range, three or four days will be enough for us to search. Let's go to the red spotted forest and wait for the latest news."

One bus after another carried students from all over the country into Shuizhou Magic City. When the bus stopped, Zhou Leng and his classmates followed the instructor, got off the bus, and gathered together.

"Everyone, count the packages and see what is missing." Deng Zhijue said loudly.

Zhou Leng put down the package and counted it quickly.

50 high-grade march pills, 1000 yuan each, equivalent to the big tonic pills. I bought it reluctantly for the joint entrance examination.

50 pills of Dabu Pills, 20 pills of Buxue Pills, and 10 pills of Yangqi Pills.

3 Buyuan Pills.

I have taken 13 Buyuan Pills and there are 3 left.

One universal antidote.

A large bag of medical supplies including various healing medicines, iodine, bandages and Band-Aids.

There are also various tools, such as portable water purifiers and other items.

One after another, classmates said they forgot to bring things, and Deng Zhijue took out spare things from the car to make up for it.

Afterwards, everyone lined up to receive their medals of honor and returned to their original location to gather.

Deng Zhijue stood in front of the team and gave instructions loudly.

"In order to prevent leaks, the specific details of the joint entrance examination will not be announced until the last minute."

"But, the actual joint examinations are mostly similar."

"It's nothing more than killing prey, killing special prey, accumulating military merits, and dividing into echelons according to the ranking of military merits."

"During the previous training, you felt that I wanted to tire you to death."

"Today, I tell you that your first priority is not to gain military merit, not to compete for rankings, and not even to hunt monsters."

"It's about surviving. Only by surviving can you have a ranking and a future."

"Dead, there is nothing."

"So, remember, in any battlefield, staying alive is the first priority."

"Unless you need to protect something with your life."

"Let's go! Remember to wear your school badge, student badge, and battle badge."

Everyone carried their big backpacks and followed Deng Zhijue.

Many people recalled Instructor Deng’s words with heavy hearts.

Zhou Leng lowered his head and glanced at the school badge on his chest.

"There are so many humans. Are they going to attack the Demon Prison?"

A strange voice sounded.

Zhou Leng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of dwarves coming towards him.

The dwarves' skin was like matte stainless steel, with a metallic, grayish hue.

Iron dwarf.

Zhou Leng looked at the dwarf who was speaking. He had red hair, and it was a rare short buzz cut, not the common braid.

His muscles are as strong as steel, just like pieces of iron.

The dwarf carried an iron hammer covered with ancestral patterns on his back and looked at the humans around him with a smile.

"Hello, dwarf grandpa." Wei Hong said.

The red-haired dwarf glared and said angrily in broken Chinese: "I am 19 years old! 19 years old! Handsome young dwarf! You are my grandfather, and your whole family is my grandfather!"

The people nearby burst into laughter and Wei Hong's face turned red.

Iron dwarves all look similar, and it is difficult for humans to tell their ages.

The team continued to move forward and walked out of the base.

Looking from the sky, the coalition forces of more than 50,000 soldiers from 18 schools wearing camouflage uniforms were rushing out of the city like a torrent.

A voice came from a drone high in the sky.

"First round of the joint exam, run. Now, everyone, run. If you fail to reach the red spotted forest within the time limit, you will be eliminated!"

The cold voice pierced everyone's eardrums.

All the candidates looked at each other and started running.

Deng Zhijue said as he ran, "Those who are capable can speed up. Zhou Leng, Lu Juncai, speed up."

"Yes."

Zhou Leng, carrying his backpack, started to speed up.

A long-distance weighted running competition, longer than a full marathon, has begun.

Zhou Leng only ran a few steps before he saw fast-running experts jumping out from the teams not far away.

Zhou Leng made a rough estimate in his mind and quickened his pace.

Soon, more than 200 people out of 50,000 rushed to the front, maintaining a similar speed.

Zhou Leng no longer looked at other people. He held his backpack in one hand and kept running.

Soon, the two hundred people were ranked.

Only more than fifty people entered the first echelon.

After a while, seven people took the lead and ran in front.

Zhou Leng was not among those seven people.

Zhou Leng knew very well that his current speed was just right. If he went any faster, his physical strength and energy consumption would increase. If he encountered an unexpected enemy, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

What you are fighting for is the final first tier, not just a temporary show of strength.

Zhou Leng observed the seven people carefully.

The seven people walked steadily, their breathing was orderly, their movements were neat, their swaying was minimal, and there were almost no small movements.

The point is, the backpack for these seven people is very small.

Zhou Leng observed carefully and suspected that these people had magic bags that could shrink objects and put them in.

(End of this chapter)