Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 92 Enlargement
"Okay." Without saying anything, Rong Hammer threw his white spiritual stone at Xu Qingjin, who hurriedly caught it and put it in his pocket.

The others looked at Zhou Leng and Rong Hammer in confusion. Why did this dwarf trust Zhou Leng so much?

For the sake of Lingguang, many people have gone crazy killing here.

With the triple spiritual light added to his body, Zhou Leng's body became even brighter.

Not far away, some demons looked over, and groups of demons gathered together.

"Be prepared. When the time comes, I will run to the left. Most of the demons will chase me. All you have to do is run as fast as you can."

"Okay!" said Rong Hammer.

Zhou Leng held Xu Qingjin and shouted loudly in the direction of the aperture.

"If Da Zhou Leng wants to attack the light circle, are there any friends willing to help?"

In the circle of light, people started to get agitated, and some of them walked to the edge to observe the situation.

Molten Hammer shouted, "Descendant of the Ancient King, Molten Hammer - Lava Mountain, begging for help."

"Dwarves assemble!"

In the circle of light, the only twelve iron dwarves gathered together, and there were even two dwarves riding steel-armored war sheep.

Five magicians also followed the dwarf team.

When the others saw this, they all followed.

"How can we be inferior to the foreign races! People from Zhejiang Wu, come together!"

"Jiang Wu's friends, kill the devil!"

"Sanwu people, we can't fall behind!"

After a while, three or four hundred people gathered.

Most people are still waiting and watching.

There were too many demons nearby, and there were thousands of them rushing towards Zhou Leng alone.

"Open your mouth." Xu Qingjin said suddenly.

Zhou Leng opened his mouth in confusion, and Xu Qingjin took out a red fruit and put it into Zhou Leng's mouth.

"Our team found it. It seems to be called Red Spirit Fruit. I was given one, but I couldn't bear to eat it."

Zhou Leng felt the heat flowing in his body and said, "Hold me tight."

"Yeah." Xu Qingjin stretched out his arms and hugged Zhou Leng's neck.

Zhou Leng's blood was boiling, and Xu Qingjin's pretty face turned red.

Zhou Leng took a slow, deep breath to circulate his qi and blood.

"Everyone, get ready... to run!"

Zhou Leng rushed to the front, and groups of demons gathered around him.

It seemed that the team was about to collide with the devil.

"separate."

Zhou Leng held Xu Qingjin and ran to the left, while the others ran to the right.

The demons were stunned for a moment, and almost all of them chased after Zhou Leng, who was shining with dazzling white light.

Only a few demons foolishly attacked others.

Zhou Leng was so fast that the demon couldn’t catch up with him.

Occasionally, a demon would suddenly charge towards him, and Zhou Leng would be able to use his lightness skills to speed up and leave.

Not long after, seeing that Rong Hammer and the others were approaching the aperture, Zhou Leng stepped on the Flying Crane and accelerated suddenly.

Zhou Leng bypassed the demon team at an extremely fast speed and headed straight for the inner circle.

The inner circle team stopped just as they rushed out.

Everyone watched as Zhou Leng relaxed for only a few seconds before rushing into the inner circle like the wind.

Some people squinted their eyes and estimated that it was more than 30 meters per second, and more than 100 kilometers per hour.

"How is it?" asked Rongchui.

"It's okay." Zhou Leng looked at Xu Qingjin and raised his chin towards Rong Hammer.

Xu Qingjin put his left arm around Zhou Leng's neck, took out a spiritual stone with his right hand and threw it to Rong Hammer.

Molten Hammer took it and said, "Let's go to the iceberg."

Zhou Leng turned to the rescue team and said loudly: "Thank you all friends for your help. Zhou Leng is grateful."

"We are all classmates, there is no need to be polite." The group of people dispersed.

"Brother, are you selling Lingguang?" someone shouted.

"One per person, no more." Zhou Leng said.

"For me?" Xu Qingjin asked.

"Take it. There will be more later." Zhou Leng looked at the iceberg.

There are three or four hundred light pillars standing around the iceberg.

Xu Qingjin lowered his head and gently stroked the Lingguang Stone.

Zhou Leng had just run at full speed and was breathing heavily.

The breath was agitated, blowing Xu Qingjin's bangs and making her face red.

Zhou Leng walked closer to the iceberg and whispered, "The medicinal power of the Red Spirit Fruit is a bit strong. I'll put you down first."

"it is good."

Zhou Leng put Xu Qingjin down on the grass and meditated on the spot.

The medicinal power of the Red Spirit Fruit is so strong that it is even better than the Bu Yuan Pill and is close to being a million-level pill.

It took Zhou Leng two hours to circulate his qi and blood for the transformation to be complete.

In the perception of martial arts, the Red Spirit Fruit actually strengthened the blood vessels.

Blood vessels are much more difficult to strengthen than muscles and bones, and generally can only be done slowly over time.

Currently, only extremely rare elixirs have this medicinal effect.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng took a dose of "Divine Marrow, Blood and Bones". His bones felt numb and itchy for half an hour before the medicinal power was fully absorbed.

In the perception of martial arts, the bones became thicker.

Zhou Leng opened his eyes and heard someone shouting, "Selling experience, selling experience of the Iceberg Test, one big tonic pill at a time, gather the experience of many people, refund if it's useless, guaranteed to be of some help."

Zhou Leng had a lot of tonic pills, so he threw one over and said, "Tell me about your experience."

The man took the tonic pills worth one thousand yuan, ran over with a smile, and told Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin about his experience.

"This extremely cold place is a test of one's martial arts will."

"We can't seem to tell you the specifics. It might violate the Heavenly Order rules. We can only tell you how we feel."

"According to our analysis, it is three tests in one."

"One is the ordinary cold test."

"One is the test of fear of death."

"The other is the test of loneliness and solitude."

"There may be other hidden tests, but it is not clear at the moment."

"By the way, the passage of time in there is very strange. Everyone feels like decades have passed, but in reality, it's less than a day. This is particularly torturous."

"We discussed that whether we win or lose, the mental will will be strengthened."

Zhou Leng asked: "Has anyone succeeded?"

"There are three levels in total, and only one person has made it through the first level so far. He didn't even dare to explain what the reward was, a drop of water."

"Anyway, that person said the improvement was very strong, so he sensed the breath of martial arts will."

The two chatted for a few more sentences before the man left.

Zhou Leng looked at Xu Qingjin's legs and asked, "Are you going to recover first, or participate in the test directly?"

"I want to rest up first." Xu Qingjin said.

"I'll take a nap too." Zhou Leng said as he took out two camping sleeping mats from his magic bag and spread them on the ground. They were all collected along the way.

Zhou Leng covered Xu Qingjin with a thin blanket and said, "You go to sleep first. I will discuss it with Rongchui."

"Yeah." Xu Qingjin looked at the other sleeping mat beside him and nodded slightly.

Zhou Leng chatted with Rong Hammer for a while and then returned.

The dim light from the old mobile phone screen shone on Xu Qingjin's face.

While Xu Qingjin was charging his phone with a power bank, he was reading some materials, which were articles related to divine texts.

"Are you learning the divine text?" Zhou Leng asked.

"Yes. A few days ago, our instructor asked us to decide whether to pursue a military career or a civilian career from now on. I am really not good at fighting, so after discussing it with my mother, I chose to pursue a civilian career. I am currently trying various fields such as elixirs, divine writings, demonization, and languages, but I have not yet decided."

"What do you think?"

"I'm good in arts, but terrible in science. Pills and demonization focus on science and engineering thinking, so I plan to go the route of divine writing or foreign languages."

"As long as you like it." Zhou Leng said.

"What do you think?"

Zhou Leng thought for a moment and said, "Foreign languages are very important. After all, humans will communicate more and more with all walks of life in the future. But the problem with ordinary languages is that after they are improved to a certain level, they are not very useful."

"Divine text is different. After all, it is a language for cultivation. Although many Divine text researchers are not strong in actual combat, their own strength will increase as they study Divine text."

Xu Qingjin nodded and said, "Yes, I think so too. I would rather go the divine text route now."

"I am also learning the divine text." "Ah? Really? Then we can study together." Xu Qingjin looked happy.

"After we get out, let's find a fixed time every week to study the divine text together in the school library."

"it is good!"

"Go to sleep."

"Ah."

The two people lay on the sleeping mats next to each other, looked up at the sky, and slowly closed their eyes.

No fighting allowed within the aperture, everything is safe.

After waking up, Zhou Leng and the other two took advanced marching pills and ten-in-one pills, then lined up and used white spiritual light to participate in the test.

"Welcome, child..."

"You will face a harsher winter, a lonelier night, and a deeper seabed..."

Zhou Leng's eyes went dark and bright, and he found himself in the vast snow.

The mountains ahead were dark, the remaining trees in the distance were swaying gently, the wind was howling, the cold wind was blowing, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky.

Zhou Leng felt a slight chill at first, but it quickly dissipated.

"Why is it different from what I said? Why is the cold so mild?"

Zhou Leng sat cross-legged in the snow, observing his surroundings, thinking for a moment, and clearing his mind.

Random thoughts come one after another, and you keep noticing them, keep eliminating them, keep emptying your mind, and the cycle continues.

After a while, Zhou Leng became drowsy and did not resist, so he fell asleep while sitting naturally.

After waking up, I sat upright in the snow again and cleared my mind of distracting thoughts.

Only in this way can we fight against the long and boring time.

Day and night rotate, seasons change, time flows.

Year by year.

Zhou Leng remained unmoved.

"Congratulations, kid, you've completed the first level of the Extreme Cold..."

The scenery in front of him changed, and Zhou Leng found himself on an iceberg, surrounded by the vast ocean.

Icebergs float and drift with the current.

Huge black shadows occasionally appear in the sea.

The lingering fear hung in Zhou Leng's heart.

At first, Zhou Leng didn't care, but day after day, year after year, the pressure created by the various dark shadows slowly moving in the deep darkness became stronger and stronger.

This pressure is not natural, but an additional coercion.

This pressure not only comes from the giant, but also magnifies the weaknesses of the mind.

There is no one who is not afraid.

But some people are able to face their fears.

Zhou Leng felt the fear in his heart being magnified, and he tried every way to fight it, but to little avail.

In fact, the fear has begun to affect my physiology, causing breathing disorder and chest tightness.

Zhou Leng thought about it and used the same rogue trick again.

Visualize the tree predecessor.

In Zhou Leng's consciousness, a huge frost tree emerged, with starlight circling around it and its roots reaching into countless universes.

I don’t know why, but the fear I had towards the ocean and giant creatures slowly faded away.

Zhou Leng sat alone on the iceberg, surrounded by the ocean, but his mind was wandering in the starry sky, visualizing the giant frost tree.

After who knows how many years, the voice of Tianjie sounded again.

"Congratulations, kid, for completing the second test in the extreme cold land..."

The iceberg melted, and Zhou Leng slowly entered the sea water, submerging his entire body.

Endless darkness, freezing water, strong water pressure, dark shadows in the distance, an unknown world...

The multiple fears made Zhou Leng breathless.

The coldness that was previously imperceptible is now slowly getting worse.

After a long time, Zhou Leng felt a faint light below, which turned out to be a beach, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

With a loud bang, the seabed collapsed, forming a deep black hole, dark and endless.

Zhou Leng's body entered the black hole and slowly sank.

The indescribable fear of the deep sea impacted Zhou Leng's mental will.

An invisible hand grabbed Zhou Leng's throat.

At first, Zhou Leng could still hold on, but he soon discovered that his fear was gradually magnified.

Twice the fear, thrice the fear… ten times the fear, eleven times the fear… a hundred times the fear, a hundred and one times the fear…

When the fear reached a hundred times, Zhou Leng's eyes widened.

Deep in my mind, a huge black shadow was slowly wandering.

In the martial arts perception, his meridians were slowly freezing.

The blood vessels are being crushed slowly by the water pressure...

Fear becomes concrete, from virtual to real.

Just as he was about to give up, the shadow of the martial arts will deep in his mind shook slightly, dispelling the fear.

Zhou Leng took a slow, deep breath.

Afterwards, fear of the deep sea, fear of the cold, fear of water pressure, fear of giants, fear of darkness, fear of loneliness... wave after wave of fear came again.

And continue to expand.

After being magnified a hundred times, the fear becomes real again.

Zhou Leng's heart was gripped by an invisible force.

Zhou Leng wanted to close his eyes, but found that he could not control his eyes and everything around him came into his sight.

Two hundred times the fear, three hundred times the fear...

On a spiritual level, this kind of fear is even greater than the death by thousands of cuts on the first level of the Purgatory Gate.

Even if you are born with this talent, you may not be able to hold on.

Zhou Leng had no other choice but to try all the methods in Zhao Dongjun's Miscellaneous Works.

Some methods are indeed very good, but if you don’t have enough strength, they are useless.

Zhou Leng could only bite the bullet and force himself to visualize the giant frost tree.

While opening my eyes and looking at the terrifying unknown world, I imagined the giant frost tree.

In the starry world, giant trees are eternal.

Zhou Leng finally stabilized himself on the brink of collapse.

The body continued to sink into the dark and deep hole.

Physical pain can be numbed, but mental fear is endless.

Fortunately, fear amplification does not last a thousand-fold.

After persisting for a while, return to double the amount and then slowly increase it.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng felt that his martial arts will became even stronger under this endless and forced tempering.

Before the hundredfold fear, it is almost no longer affected.

Without the visualization of the tree predecessor, it would be impossible to reach this level.

As the fear came more and more often, Zhou Leng's fear slowly lessened, and his martial arts will continued to grow stronger.

"Congratulations, kid, you passed the third test..."

The voice appeared again.

Originally, Zhou Lengleng had no feelings about this voice, but now he felt as if he saw his fellow villagers.

The test of fear amplification is so inhuman.

I would rather be cut into pieces than suffer this kind of mental torture.

Zhou Leng suspected that if the fear amplification test existed at the gate of purgatory, the number of levels would definitely not be low.

Suddenly, I felt a drop of ice crystal falling from the void, and its surface was like a diamond.

Pass through the top of your head and enter the depths of your mind.

boom……

Zhou Leng felt his mind exploding, alternating between hot and cold, and his body trembling.

I don't know how long it took, but the strange feeling disappeared.

Deep in the mind, there appeared a one-foot-high hill, completely transparent.

The mountain of martial arts will, phantom.

Zhou Leng's eyes sparkled, and he finally formed his initial martial arts will. Even though he was just a shadow, he took a big step forward.

Many warriors are unable to gather the mountain of will throughout their entire lives.

The ice crystal, suspended above the Mountain of Will, was smaller than before.

(End of this chapter)