Chapter 190: Chapter 178: All Super

Some students are already accustomed, while some are feeling nauseous.

Deng Zhijue said: “Zhou Leng’s body has already transformed, he can endure for a long time, he goes in first, and you all take turns afterward.”

Zhou Leng and the first group of students entered the striker.

Zhou Leng glanced at the familiar striker.

Like a canister room, mechanical arms covered with boxing gloves surrounded all directions closely.

Before long, the first student fainted and was dragged out by the instructor and thrown onto the mat.

Then, one after another was dragged out.

Once all of the first batch were lying on the mat, Zhou Leng’s striker was still pounding.

“The second batch,” Deng Zhijue said.

Soon, all of the second batch were lying on the mat.

“The third batch.”

Once the third batch were lying on the mat, Zhou Leng’s striker was still pounding, but the sound showed subtle changes.

“The fourth batch.”

As night fell, the fourth batch of students entered upright and came out horizontally.

The students lying on the mat woke up one after the other.

When the first batch woke up, Zhou Leng’s striker was still pounding.

Until the fourth batch woke up, Zhou Leng’s striker was still pounding.

Everyone stared blankly at the black canister-like striker, listening to the familiar but altered sound of the striker.

Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard—the first unusual noise appeared.

The instructors exchanged glances without speaking.

The students vaguely anticipated a possibility and widened their eyes.

“Crack…crack…”

Continuous unusual sounds occurred, meanwhile, the pounding sound of the striker on the body became more sparse.

Sizzle…

A peculiar sound rang out, followed by a bang.

The striker abruptly stopped, wisps of black smoke rising slowly.

Zhou Leng quickly stepped out of the smoke with a gentle cough.

Everyone stared at Zhou Leng.

The vest was brutally torn, the shorts slightly shredded.

His entire skin was a red with purple tinge, subcutaneous bruising and swelling, yet without a single cut.

Not even a bit.

This means that such a frenzied striker beat for an hour and didn’t even graze Zhou Leng’s skin.

The punch attacks of the striker had already exceeded the full-force strike of a featherweight boxer from the old times.

A few curious students, despite body pain, staggered over to the doorway of the wrecked striker to look inside.

Large sections of mechanical arms were broken, the boxing gloves were scattered, resembling a giant’s passage or an elephant’s stampede.

Zhou Leng found a place to sit down and channel his Qi blood.

The red-purple skin gradually faded at a visible speed.

Ultimately, it only turned slightly red.

Like having just taken a hot bath.

Zhou Leng stood up, figure strong and mighty, eyes gleaming lightly.

“Like a War God…” Wei Hong sighed.

Feng Wenhao said, “New achievement unlocked, damaged the striker.”

Deng Zhijue said, “Scores are posted in the group, everyone try to remain calm.”

With one sentence, everyone became unsettled and hurriedly picked up their phones to check the group messages.

Collectively looking at Zhou Leng’s top scores.

Sprint run, 150 points.

Evasion run, 135 points.

Weight-bearing run, 148 points.

Obstacle run, 138 points.

Weightlifting, 185 points.

Punching power, 135 points.

Total True Qi, 141 points.

True Qi intensity, 132 points.

True Qi manipulation, 115 points.

Qi manipulation weightlifting, 176 points.

Maximum attack intensity, 112 points.

Average attack intensity, 113 points.

Blocking and resistance ability, 150 points.

Average score, 140.77 points.

Overall surpassed.

Everyone examined the scores thoroughly.

“All surpassed… the first freshman in Rucheng’s history to achieve all surpassing, right?”

“Even powerful like Mountain and River Origin, couldn’t get full scores in evasion run, True Qi intensity, and True Qi manipulation.”

“Tomorrow, we will see the new ranking.”

“What was Rao Mingxian’s average score last time, as Ruda’s number one?”

“115, his evasion run and True Qi manipulation didn’t surpass.”

“With Zhou Leng’s score, should be like Rao Mingxian, able to access the ’World Martial Arts Student List,’ right?”

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

“Only the world’s best Martial Arts Students below Innate can get on this list.”

“Zhou Leng, when the time comes, you have to show us the world rankings.”

The others were all wounded, as before, lying on the mat resting, waiting to recover enough to leave.

Zhou Leng found Deng Zhijue, said a few words, and left.

“Instructor, why did Zhou Leng leave, isn’t he going to rest properly?” Wei Hong asked.

Deng Zhijue said, “He’s going to the Advanced Martial Arts Hall for True Qi cultivation.”

“After the test all day, we’re exhausted like dogs, and he still has the energy?”

“Such a beast!”

Zhou Leng entered the Advanced Martial Arts Hall, where several senior students were practicing.

Having come frequently, he was somewhat familiar, nodding acquaintances, exchanged greetings, and proceeded to the skin smoothing device.

Zhou Leng, after each workout, always hastens back to the Frost Giant Tree to cultivate inner and outer skills, thus he doesn’t chat much with these people, usually only sharing a few words.

With True Qi Rope and a complete set of 50-ton barbells and dumbbells, he abandoned practicing related strength projects.

Shortly after, he adjusted the skin smoothing device to the highest frequency.

A series of demonized bats struck like endless fly swatters, hitting every inch of the body from all directions.

Pa pa pa pa…

A rapid burst resounded through the Martial Arts Hall.

Several seniors who were in the middle of cultivation stopped and looked towards the striker.

The display clearly showed level 10.

The highest level.

The Vitality Stage uses only level 10.

But Zhou Leng was just at the Body Refining Stage.

The seniors exchanged glances and silently returned to their cultivation.

Stepping out from the striker, Zhou Leng glanced at his red and swollen skin, frowning slightly.

It was as if it was the same as the Basic Striker, the skin didn’t even break.

Sitting cross-legged, manipulating Qi and blood to heal injuries.

Then, he put on the demonized protective gear he had bought a few days ago and walked towards the High-level Striker.

The gloves in the ordinary striker were wrapped in sponge, similar to boxing gloves.

The High-level Striker had no sponge, only densely packed pure steel fists.

Zhou Leng touched the steel fists, their surface smooth and hard, the force far exceeding the previous Basic Striker.

The High-level Striker is prepared for training in hard skills, requiring the use of True Qi protection to use.

Zhou Leng looked at his metallic skin and used voice activation.

“Striker, activate level one.”

“Beep… Level one is being activated, please prepare yourself, this striker…”

The striker babbled on, as a pure steel fist came directly towards him.

Zhou Leng sidestepped to avoid it.

At first, there were few fists, used to train stepping and body techniques.

Soon, the steel fists increased, coming from all directions, making it impossible to dodge, forcing him to protect his head and endure.

Bang bang bang…

Pure steel fists rained down on his body like raindrops.

He didn’t use True Qi.

The surface of Zhou Leng’s body quickly became red and swollen with blood.

Yet no matter how the steel fists struck, they couldn’t break the skin.

“Striker, activate level two.”

“Beep… Level two is being activated…”

All the steel fists suddenly accelerated, their force doubled.

At first, Zhou Leng couldn’t feel the difference, but soon, threads of pain coursed through his entire body.

His peripheral vision caught glimpses of some places being attacked, where some skin finally broke.

Dense steel fists pounded from all directions, as if he were surrounded and beaten by a group of strong men.

Protecting his head with both hands, his body slowly rotated, trying his best to ensure every part of his body distributed the force, leaving no blind spots.

Before long, he was covered in blood, staining the steel fists red.

A thin layer of blood spread on the ground, covered with shoe prints.

Zhou Leng’s gaze remained steady, continuously enduring the strikes.

Having been repeatedly tempered in the Land of Blades, such ordinary external injuries felt like a gentle rain falling on him.

Soon, Zhou Leng loudly called to stop, and the dense steel fists retracted.

He looked down at the semi-dry blood on the ground, then at his body.

The skin hadn’t split open; there were only small, dense wounds.

His spirit could endure, and his body could endure, but he had lost too much blood.

Zhou Leng, drenched in blood, walked out of the High-level Striker, swallowed three Blood Replenishing Pills and three Great Nourishing Pills in one go, then took a Strengthening Body Pill. He sat down on the spot, manipulating Qi and blood to heal again.

The wounds quickly closed and began to regrow.

After healing, he contacted the Advanced Martial Arts Hall to have them clean the striker.

Zhou Leng didn’t even take a shower, carrying the bloodied body, he headed for the Frost Giant Tree.

The seniors in Body Refining Stage stopped cultivating and watched the blood-covered Zhou Leng disappear out the main entrance.

“Something’s not right…”

The group quickly gathered around the High-level Striker, looking at the pool of blood and the bloody steel fists.

“Aside from too much blood, it’s normal, right?”

“Not normal at all.”

“If True Qi had protected him, he wouldn’t bleed so much, since True Qi can seal wounds.”

“Given the amount of blood, there are only two possibilities. One is training in Hard Qi Skill, the other is bare-body resistance without True Qi.”

“Hard Qi Skill is very strong, with level-two High-level Striker, it’s impossible to draw so much blood, at least level four is needed.”

“Just the other day I asked him, and he said he hadn’t started learning Hard Qi Skill, it would take ten days to half a month before choosing to practice.”

“So this means, without Qi manipulation and without using Hard Qi Skill, he truly resisted with his bare body.”

“Impossible, right?”

“We’ve been at this for years, can we really not tell?”

“This kid’s body surpasses all of us.”

“Far surpasses.”

“This kid has great potential. We should invite him to join us in a few days. If we don’t invite him soon, it will be too late.”

“That’s right, this guy’s potential is too strong. With him, we can team up to take down Vitality Stage demons and beasts.”

Under the night sky, Zhou Leng walked into Xiaoru Village.

Outside Rucheng, beneath the abandoned small town, Demon Worship Sect cultists etched summoning demon arrays one after another.

Beside the summoning demon arrays, Shen Jun sent messages to remind the subordinates lurking in Rucheng.

To take advantage of the chaos tomorrow, find the assassination target, disguised as Sea Sirens to commit the act.

From the direction of West Sea Demon City, Sea Sirens whipped into action on all sides, breaking through the Human Race’s defenses one after another.

One by one, the scattered squads of Sea Sirens secretly swam along the water networks densely packed along the Yangtze River, heading towards different cities.

A team of royal family blue-skinned humanoid Sea Sirens, wielding Water-Frozen Tridents, swam rapidly along the Yangtze River tributaries towards Rucheng.

In a villa, Tian Wenhua looked out at the dark window, smoking a cigar.

At the Martial Arts Hall, classmates from Class 01, covered in wounds, split into two groups.

One group headed back to the dormitory, the other went home to rest.

Xu Qingjin sent a string of messages to Zhou Leng, saying she just finished her exam and was on her way home.

Tomorrow, she planned to accompany her mother shopping and couldn’t study Divine Text together.

Hu Yi, Zhou Leng’s high school friend, leaned against the taxi door, silently smoking, looking at Ruge Mountain not far away.

The starlight in the night sky, the lights of Ruda by Ruge Mountain, and the glow of the cigarette reflected each other.

The taxi’s radio was on, playing the evening news.

“… discussions on privatization of education and healthcare… widely heard…”

After finishing a cigarette, Hu Yi dropped the butt, stomped it out, and returned to the car.

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