Martial Ascent to Divinity

Among Yan Fenggang's subordinates, the Five Tigers of Shuizhou, were Tu Rong and that mohawk-wearing Yu Baocheng.

Yesterday, I saw them at the entrance of the mine.

On the bus, Yu Baocheng said, "Look, that person is Zhou Leng."

The subordinates of the Five Tigers of Shuizhou looked towards Zhou Leng.

"Brother Bao, should we..."

Yu Baocheng looked at Tu Rong.

Tu Rong smiled bitterly, "It's only been two months since I offered tea to Jiang Yan and agreed to forget the past. If others find out, who will still consider me as a person?"

He was already wary of Zhou Leng, and seeing Zhou Leng's True Qi surpassing Song Juesi yesterday made him even more reluctant to oppose Zhou Leng.

"We're not killing him, just teaching him a lesson," Yu Baocheng said.

"Brother Bao, didn't you see the True Qi he displayed yesterday? It's hard to hurt him," Tu Rong said.

"You're worried about that. Chang Luan already explained it clearly: Zhou Leng only had a fortuitous encounter in the Celestial Ladder and recently consumed a lot of pills. In reality, he is severely poisoned, and his body is hollowed out. Apart from True Qi, everything else has collapsed."

Tu Rong shook his head, "I offered tea in front of Brother Hu. If Brother Hu finds out, he'll definitely drive me away."

Yu Baocheng reached out and touched the mohawk, "You're right, Brother Hu is somewhat old-fashioned. He couldn't care less about others' business, but if you're at odds after offering tea, he really would care. Besides, we're only three at the Late Stage of Blood Transport; we might not even be a match for him..."

Yu Baocheng glanced at those foreigners, chuckled, "Mr. Mark, could you lend me two experts at the Late Stage of Blood Transport? I need to teach a foe a lesson."

The leader of the foreign Pioneer Team had short, dry-blonde hair, wore a camouflage outfit, and had a cold demeanor.

He glanced at Zhou Leng running outside the vehicle, "How strong is he?"

"He's in the Middle Period of Blood Transport, but after coming out of the Celestial Ladder, he matches up to two or three experts at the Late Stage," Yu Baocheng said.

Mark's eyes flashed, "He came out of the Celestial Ladder? Could he be related to Spencer's death?"

Yu Baocheng was about to say how unlikely that was but immediately caught on, smiling, "Very likely! This person is ranked over forty on the Rucheng Freshman Chart and could very well be the one who killed Mr. Spencer."

The rest of the Eagle Alliance martial artists snorted. Spencer was from Hafu Martial Arts Academy, surely ranking over forty on the Rucheng Freshman Chart can't compare to an outstanding student from Hafu Martial Arts Academy.

Mark thought for a moment and said, "Williams, Evans, you two go help him and disable that man's Dantian."

Though he said that, his eyes were cold as he looked at them.

Williams and Evans got the hint, nodded lightly, and smiled slightly.

If they can kill, they will.

"Captain, we're supposed to find the killer, then go to the Dwarf tribe. If something happens, it'll be hard to explain to the company..." a martial artist suggested politely.

They were all speaking Chinese, Yu Baocheng laughed, "It will take at most ten minutes to deal with him."

"Go," Mark said.

Yu Baocheng laughed heartily, "Thank you, Captain Mark. Tu Rong, you stay on the vehicle to keep face for Brother Hu; the rest of us, let's go!"

The vehicle slowed down, and Yu Baocheng and the others jumped off together.

Zhou Leng took one look and saw that among them, two were holding Demonized Crossbows and immediately turned to run.

The nine pursued with smiles and quick steps.

Five at the Late Stage of Blood Transport, two at the Middle Period, and two at the Early Period.

The two at the Early Period held Demonized Crossbows.

The vehicle remained at its place. Watching the scene of one chased by nine, Captain Mark of the Body Refining Stage lit a cigarette and spoke slowly.

"Finding the killer is like looking for a needle in the sea. We do our best. Though the Mad Prince Aiden is troublesome, he won't kill us."

"The most important thing is the matter of the Dwarf world."

"Ordinary Ancient King's Treasure doesn't matter, but the one from the Mountain Melting Furnace does. If Jax obtains a treasure, or if we get lucky, we can retire straightaway and won't need to worry about Aiden."

"As for the cooperation with the other side..."

Zhou Leng, once in the dense forest, stuffed three Qi Nourishing Pills into his mouth, stepping into Flying Crane Technique, and ran rapidly.

Now that Flying Crane Technique had been cultivated to mastery, and with much more True Qi than before, plus the Spirit Land Jade and Qi Nourishing Pills, he ran with ease for more than ten minutes.

Like a cheetah, he sprinted over twenty kilometers.

With True Qi exhausted, the tide in his Dantian quickly recovered, Zhou Leng stopped using his lightweight skill, taking Qi Nourishing Pills while running normally.

Zhou Leng was cautious and continued to change direction.

Running for a while, Zhou Leng faintly sensed something was off and looked up.

He suddenly saw a black dot high in the sky.

A Demonized Drone.

Zhou Leng squinted, seemed like they didn't plan to let it go.

After a little thought, Zhou Leng changed direction again, rushing into the densest part of the forest and picking up multiple stones while using the trees for cover.

This forest was extremely dense, enough to block the drone from high altitudes.

Zhou Leng was uncertain if the drone had thermal imaging, so he found a spot with lots of fallen leaves and was about to bury himself under them when he thought of other possible tracking methods.

So, from his Magic Spirit Bag, he took out some clothes or items with his scent and scattered them on the path.

Running to a spot not far away, he took out a thin mat, laid it over with thick leaves, and hid beneath it.

Unless it was a particularly advanced Demonized Drone, ordinary thermal imaging couldn't penetrate obstacles.

Zhou Leng, ever alert, thought about buying some survival-type demonized items in the future.

Such as scent-eliminating spray, corpse-dissolving potion, and quick-burning agents for burning.

Before long, a very faint humming sounded.

As expected, the drone couldn't see clearly from high altitude as it switched to low-altitude flight.

The trees were dense; the drone's speed significantly slowed.

Zhou Leng judged the approximate location from the drone's sound.

Before long, the drone flew overhead, heading forward.

Low-altitude flight meant limited drone vision.

The dense trees meant the drone operator had to look forward to avoid crashing.

Calculating the distance, Zhou Leng lifted the thin mat, stood up, aimed at the drone ahead, grasped a stone in his right hand, and hurled it with full True Qi.

Under powerful True Qi control, the stone flew out, precisely hitting the drone.

Bang...

The drone slanted down, crashing into a tree trunk.

Zhou Leng threw the second stone again, missing, then stepped on the Flying Crane Technique, swiftly speeding away.

After the demonized drone fell, it surprisingly shook and rose again.

Zhou Leng dashed over, using a foot to leap off the tree trunk, borrowing the force and employing the Lifting and Leaping Lightness Skill with Cloud Stepping, jumping to a higher place.

He reached out to grab, seized the drone, and smashed it onto the ground fiercely.

Bang!

One foot crushed it.

Zhou Leng looked in the direction from which the drone had flown, tree trunks resembling fences, and crowns of trees like dark clouds.

"I do not wish to get involved in meaningless human conflicts, but unfortunately, you do."

Thinking to himself, Zhou Leng went back to retrieve the thin blanket and quickly moved toward the direction the drone had flown from.

Shortly, the sound of someone treading on leaves came from up ahead.

"Found you!" someone suddenly shouted, and two figures darted out, demonstrating excellent Speed Light Skill.

However, the other few did not use lightness skill; they simply ran using Qi Manipulation.

The True Qi consumed by both means varied greatly.

Zhou Leng instantly discerned their tactics.

The two people first used the high-consuming lightness skill to hold him off; even if both sides exhausted their True Qi, the subsequent seven, with low-consumption Qi running, would arrive and attack with full force.

Zhou Leng did as they wished, fully using True Qi to employ the Flying Crane Technique, turning and running away.

Instantly, the parties divided into three groups, Zhou Leng in front, two foreign martial artists using lightness skill in the middle, and the remaining seven at the back.

Gradually, the distance between the two foreign martial artists and the seven increased.

Zhou Leng suddenly turned back, charging straight toward the two foreign martial artists.

The two foreign martial artists smiled lightly, Zhou Leng's reaction completely matching one of their anticipated scenarios.

Up next, they just needed to hold Zhou Leng for twenty or thirty seconds at most, and the people behind would catch up.

The two exchanged glances, one on the left and one on the right confronting Zhou Leng.

"Defensive, do not rush!" one said.

"Don't worry, I'm not a hotheaded youngster, besides, he will fight fiercely."

The two of them had no intention of attacking at all, merely intending to constrain from two sides.

In just a few seconds, the three were close.

Zhou Leng delivered a palm strike like the Great River Entering the Sea toward the person on the left.

The person on the left retreated decisively, while the person on the right kicked at Zhou Leng's lower leg.

Zhou Leng suddenly turned toward the person on the right, seemingly intending to take the kick directly.

"Not right!" The two simultaneously realized Zhou Leng feinted left but aimed right, hurriedly retreating.

The right-side person's move was half-complete; retracting his leg was slow.

Zhou Leng stepped with the Eight Trigrams Step, moving like Feiyun, his palm like a raging tide, crashing toward the person on the right.

The person on the right had no choice but to raise both arms, using Qi Manipulation to block, while retreating to disperse the force.

Rushing Tide crashed on that person's arm.

Bang.

The person groaned as, due to hurried leg retraction, his stance was unsteady, retreating repeatedly, with intense pain radiating from the arm.

Zhou Leng pressed closely.

The left-side person, experienced, observed briefly, and vaguely sensed Zhou Leng's ability was far beyond estimation.

Yet, in the face of life and death, he could not yield, swinging a fist toward Zhou Leng's back to assist the person on the right.

Zhou Leng's forward charge was a feint; he suddenly turned and, with a palm like the Great River Entering the Sea, confronted the left-side person's fist.

The river surged, with overwhelming momentum.

Both sets of eyes met, shining like night stars.

The person on the left felt a rush of realization; retreat was certain death, only by clashing head-on with a palm and borrowing force to retreat, was there a chance for victory.

He settled into a horse stance, focusing Power.

"Taking one strike, no problem..."

Palm and fist struck.

Bang!

Zhou Leng's right palm drove that person's fist forward.

From the wrist, up the elbow, to the shoulder, the entire arm shattered continuously.

Flesh flew, like a storm of rose petals erupted across the sky.

In that instant, the person felt no pain, only endless astonishment.

Briefly after, Zhou Leng stepped closer, retracting his palm into an elbow, the tip driving upward, True Qi surging fiercely.

The elbow tip like a fish leaping from the sea, striking the person's chin.

Toxic stabbing foot, fierce shoulder charge, but hardest is the elbow tip.

Crunch...

The chin cracked, the fracture extended to the brow.

The face split into two sides, like a bizarre wide mouth.

The person flew backward and crashed heavily onto the ground, legs convulsing.

Light from the sky, passing through the tree crowns, fell into his eyes, gradually dimming.

The right-side person was hesitating whether to run or help, and hadn't decided, witnessing his longtime friend severely injured by one move, killed by two.

Even though used to storms, he froze for an instant.

Zhou Leng turned.

Two shining stars fell, but another two shot through the trees toward the right-side person.

"Run!"

The person completely lost his fighting spirit, only one thought remained, turning and running.