Chapter 339: Chapter 325: The Doorway

Miller had also heard of Zhou Leng’s name, but he neither underestimated him nor paid too much attention.

After all, even Ruda, much stronger than Western Sea Martial Arts Academy, was defeated by him thoroughly.

In his eyes, there was only Li Shenkong, maybe adding Mountain and River Origin.

“You’re Zhou Leng, right? Let’s make this quick, I’m in a hurry!”

After speaking, Miller charged towards Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng had no idea what Miller meant; if it were a different encounter, he would have first dodged and asked what was going on.

However, with Xu Qingjin nearby, the destructive power of an innate-level battle could severely injure those around them.

Zhou Leng felt displeased, thinking Miller didn’t care about ordinary people at all, completely reckless!

His foot stomped the ground, causing the asphalt surface to crack; his body transformed into a series of shadows, charging like a mountain straight towards Miller.

He went all out from the start.

Miller, experienced as he was, immediately sensed something was off upon seeing Zhou Leng’s speed but remained calm, swinging his right fist, ready to…

Whoosh…

Zhou Leng moved with speed and actions that Miller couldn’t see clearly, darting to his side and dodging his punch, with his right hand’s five fingers spread, gripping his face.

Everyone present saw Zhou Leng continue charging forward, stepping into a lunge, bending down, and Miller, like a straw man, was lightly tossed backward.

Zhou Leng pressed Miller’s face forcefully into the asphalt road surface.

Miller’s back of the head hit the ground.

Thud!

Zhou Leng didn’t stop, smashing Miller’s head into the ground three more times.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The ground cracked, with half of Miller’s head embedded in it.

Miller lay face up, his eyes dim, legs trembling slightly like a frog leg that had been electrocuted.

The whole process left him with no chance to fight back at all.

“Ruda isn’t the place for you to run wild. All of you, stay down!”

Zhou Leng rushed towards the Eagle Alliance’s martial arts students behind Miller, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, grabbing faces and slamming them into the ground, treating everyone equally.

In the end, all the students from Pulin Martial Arts Academy had their heads embedded in the asphalt road.

Some of the stronger ones weren’t completely unconscious, hazily trying hard to pull their heads out.

But they couldn’t.

Zhou Leng said, “Call the campus security and have them compensate for the road damage before leaving. Qing Jin, let’s go.”

“Huh? Oh.” Xu Qingjin still didn’t realize this was an innate-level fight, following Zhou Leng in a daze.

Zhou Leng said, “These people attacked recklessly even with you here, utterly lawless.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, you did well.” Xu Qingjin didn’t expect Zhou Leng did it for him and smiled happily.

The two of them walked out of Ruda’s gate, and just as they reached the roadside, a ride-hailing car pulled up.

Xu Qingjin looked at the license plate and said, “This is the one.”

“Alright, I’m getting in the car, you should go to class.”

“Be careful, come back quickly after the fight, and we’ll have lunch together.” Xu Qingjin seemed relaxed verbally, but his eyes showed some concern.

“Okay.”

Waving goodbye, Zhou Leng, sent him off, Xu Qingjin slowly walked back.

The heads of those people were still embedded in the ground, with Zhou Leng’s classmates watching on the side.

“This guy seems to be the legendary number one from Pulin Martial Arts Academy, Miller. I remember he lost to Li Shenkong.”

“No way, Pulin Martial Arts Academy is ranked third in the world, and Zhou Leng defeated him in one move?”

“It shouldn’t count as one move, Zhou Leng didn’t use any martial techniques, he just pressed a face and a ground slam.”

Wei Hong took out his phone, filming a short video while walking around those on the ground.

“Wake up, you’re not allowed to sleep at Ruda’s gate… wake up, you’re not allowed to sleep at Ruda’s gate…”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Classmates began filming and uploading to short video platforms.

Feng Wenhao, filming and loudly saying, “These Eagle Alliance students are quite strange, coming to Ruda to play behavior art, damaging public property, we at Ruda don’t encourage this behavior.”

“You’ve taken all the bamboo shoots…”

The videos of Miller at Rucheng Martial Arts Academy were gradually posted online.

Some videos from Western Sea Martial Arts Academy were spreading in groups and were also uploaded online.

Zhou Leng sat in the passenger seat, resting with his eyes closed.

In his mind, the divine text spun, and a transparent little figure appeared, practicing various fist techniques.

Back when he was bedridden, he learned this kind of “visualization boxing practice” from Saint Zhao and Zhao Dongjun, although it couldn’t compare to formal cultivation, it didn’t let his martial arts lag behind due to being bedridden.

The car arrived at Western Sea Martial Arts Academy, entering through the gate without obstruction.

Zhou Leng was at Western Sea Martial Arts Academy for the first time and didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, so he strolled through the campus, intending to find the Martial Arts Club or another club, finish the fight, and leave.

The campus was quiet, and even when encountering students, most were not martial arts students.

Zhou Leng looked around and walked towards the direction of the large outdoor martial arts dojo.

In the Martial Arts Era, the area of Martial Arts Universities far exceeded that of past universities.

The main reason was the need to establish multiple martial arts dojos.

Each martial arts dojo was equivalent to an ordinary sports stadium, with some even larger than a stadium.

Zhou Leng walked and observed.

Western Sea Martial Arts Academy truly lived up to being one of the top ten martial arts universities, whether it was the campus size, road planning, greenery, or buildings, it was indeed a level above Ruda.

Even the appearances of students were noticeably different.

Without prejudice, Western Sea Martial Arts Academy’s hardware and software clearly surpassed Ruda.

It looks like prejudice, or maybe just crushing superiority.

A year ago, Zhou Leng might have felt regret, but having seen the world now, he is no longer bound by these worldly notions of strength and weakness.

My heart is the universe, my body is freedom.

At that moment, two martial arts students rushed past Zhou Leng.

“Hurry, we’re already late.”

“I heard it was initially just to gather the top martial artists in the school, but then it was changed to include all martial arts students.”

“I don’t know what’s happened, but it’s said to be something big.”

“They say the school leaders are busy dealing with major issues, only the department heads are present…”

Zhou Leng looked at the two of them, then towards the largest martial arts dojo ahead.

At the entrance of the dojo, some students were quickly walking towards the doors.

Zhou Leng had wanted to find martial arts students, seeing that they were all heading to the Great Martial Arts Dojo, he followed them in.

Wearing camouflage attire, a common sight among students, Zhou Leng walked into the Great Martial Arts Dojo with his fellow classmates.

Walking inside, he glanced around.

It wasn’t much different from a large stadium, with oval-shaped stepped spectator seats surrounding it.

On the spectator seats sat thousands of students, ranging from freshmen to seniors.

Below the seats was a red 400-meter track, which enclosed a green field scattered with various floor arenas.

Zhou Leng did not head towards the spectator seats but went to the edge of the track.

Across from him, teachers on the podium appeared grave.

Many students remained silent, the atmosphere on-site was extremely oppressive.

Just moments ago, a teacher from the administration office had announced Miller’s ten-in-one victory.

The humiliation West Sea Martial Arts Academy suffered years ago was being reenacted three years later.

Some students’ eyes turned red.

Zhou Leng looked around, not knowing what had happened or what the teachers on the podium had said earlier.

Soon, some teachers and students began to look towards Zhou Leng.

Because all the students sat obediently at the spectator seats, and the teachers were near the podium.

However, one person stood on the track at the entrance, facing the podium.

Near the podium, members of the student council were busy and serious about their tasks.

West Sea Martial Arts Academy had suffered a great defeat, and none of the student council could expect to rest soon.

A student, having worked for a while, took a break to catch his breath, opened a bottle of water, gulped half of it down, then stared into space, exhausted.

“Hmm?” Mo Hai screwed on the cap of his purified water bottle, looking towards the person across from the podium.

Though the distance was vast, martial arts students had strong bodies, and with the national divine technique of body of tenacity, Mo Hai recognized the person at a glance.

As Zhou Leng’s high school classmate and martial arts committee member, proficient in both academics and martial arts, Mo Hai had once invited Zhou Leng to his birthday party, but Zhou Leng was not in Rucheng at the time and only responded upon his return.

“Why is Zhou Leng…” Mo Hai muttered.

During high school, he was considered a minor genius, and he wasn’t doing poorly at West Sea Martial Arts Academy either.

He entered the early stage of body refining in his freshman year, with the potential to achieve the innate stage in the future.

He had been monitoring Zhou Leng’s martial arts index, which reached 11 months ago.

This achievement caused a sensation among old classmates.

Because Zhou Leng was the first in the class to achieve a martial arts index of 11, and the second person among his graduating cohort, only behind Zhang Xinglie.

This brought Zhou Leng some fame among classmates and he was gradually becoming known even in Rucheng, though he remained obscure nationwide.

“Zhou Leng? Is that the Zhou Leng from Rucheng Academy?” a friend next to Mo Hai said, looking intently at the person ahead.

He asked Mo Hai, “Is that person Zhou Leng?”

“Yes, that’s Zhou Leng, we were high school classmates,” Mo Hai replied.

The person’s expression changed, and he shouted, “Zhou Leng has come to the martial arts dojo! Quickly report to the school leaders, he didn’t come earlier or later, but right after Miller left, there must be something up!”

Zhou Leng had grown rapidly in the past few months, and while students at West Sea Martial Arts Academy claimed not to fear him due to Mountain and River Origin, his martial arts index of 11 caused immense pressure on all students, who kept a watchful eye on him.

After all, Zhou Leng’s relationship with West Sea Martial Arts Academy was somewhat delicate, as he had continuously injured its students multiple times.

“It’s really Zhou Leng!”

News quickly reached the podium.

Teachers and leaders on the podium scrutinized Zhou Leng, with some even taking out their phones to zoom in for a closer look.

They exchanged glances, their expressions solemn.

“This Zhou Leng, could he be setting an innate battle path here at West Sea Martial Arts Academy too?”

“Very likely, he’s injured our students multiple times, and now Miller has defeated the top ten, while Mountain and River Origin isn’t here, it’s a perfect chance to strike.”

“This Zhou Leng has gone too far, does he think West Sea Martial Arts Academy has no one to challenge him!”

A teacher walked to the microphone on the podium, turned it on, cleared his throat, and looked at Zhou Leng.

“The student standing by the track, are you Zhou Leng from Rucheng Martial Arts Academy? If not, please return to the spectator seats, if you are, please nod.”

All eyes in the school converged.

Among the students at West Sea Martial Arts Academy, a few were friends of Zhang Xinglie and had shared meals with Zhou Leng, meeting him several times.

They looked at Zhou Leng, puzzled and confused about why he was there now. Didn’t he know that the whole school was upset?

Wen Jianyuan, who once fought Zhou Leng on the betting ring, trembled as he looked at Zhou Leng, noticing the stark difference in physique. Before, he could only be described as a slightly stronger wolf, now he resembled a tiger-bear figure.

Having been severely injured, he had been recuperating for over half a year and had not yet fully recovered.

The students once knocked down by Zhou Leng in the competition camp, wore dark expressions.

Zhou Leng nodded broadly.

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