At the main entrance of Ruda, a chorus of "Oh shit" erupted, like frogs croaking in a lotus pond.

"No way, Brother Leng, what you're doing isn't right. Where will West Sea Martial Arts Academy's face go…" Wei Hong changed his form of address for the first time.

Zhou Leng said, "I don't want to either. I just wanted to finish off ten, then come back and have lunch with Xu Qingjin. But they went nuts and all came at me, so I had to fight back. On the way, I realized, it must have been Miller who just visited them and wrecked their top ten experts."

"That's right, we've got the video."

"Show me." Zhou Leng halted his steps.

So a student used a Demonized Watch to play the video of Miller sweeping ten from various angles.

Zhou Leng watched closely, "These ten are… hmm…"

Zhou Leng really wanted to say "it's no different from when I encountered them," but he thought better of it as the situation had already escalated, so he kept a low profile.

Students at Ruda were watching the video from West Sea Martial Arts Academy.

The entire faculty and students of West Sea Martial Arts Academy were frantically spreading the video from Ruda's entrance.

"Wake up, no sleeping at Ruda's gate…"

Wei Hong's magical voice echoed everywhere at West Sea Martial Arts Academy.

Watching the video, the students and staff at West Sea Martial Arts Academy were deeply conflicted.

Happiness, because Zhou Leng just swept through their school.

Unhappiness, because Miller was lying on the ground of Quanru City, which could be seen as indirectly avenging West Sea Martial Arts Academy.

Everyone pondered, why do they owe Zhou Leng a favor now?

The students and teachers who didn't participate in the battle silently looked at the over a thousand injured on the grass.

Teachers in the Vitality Stage and the Innate Realm approached to use Qi Manipulation to heal the severely injured.

As soon as Zhou Leng left, they called every hospital in Quanru City for help.

Two or three hospitals might not be enough to accommodate all the injured.

West Sea Martial Arts Academy's meeting room.

The school leaders stared at the large screen ahead.

On the large screen, the Grandmaster principal of West Sea Martial Arts Academy seemed to have aged five or six years overnight.

"The Divine Text Bureau formally confirmed that the Divine Literature Academy will be established at Ruda."

The school leaders sighed collectively, remained silent.

"Let's adjourn. I'll rest in Xiong City for a day and return tomorrow. Things are volatile in Quanru City recently, guard the school well. The Divine Literature Academy is merely external. Our teachers and students are the school's most valuable assets."

The screen flashed and went black.

Wailing sirens of ambulances echoed not far away.

The school leaders sat in the meeting room in silence.

In the Martial Arts Era, the sound of ambulances was common and unnoticed.

"After the Divine Literature Academy is completed, the Divine Text Bureau will allocate resources, the national policy supports it, the enrollment quota will increase, and Ruda's national ranking might climb into the top thirty among national universities?"

"Almost. Next up…"

Wailing sirens of another batch of ambulances went by.

The school leaders, entangled by their thoughts, remained unconcerned, continuing their discussion.

"If Ruda's Divine Literature Academy makes a name, increases ranking weight, it might break into the top twenty, posing a threat to our West Sea Martial Arts Academy's ranking."

"Don't worry about it, the Divine Literature Academy is not the decisive force. As the principal said, West Sea Martial Arts Academy's most valuable assets are its teachers and students. Ruda can't compare."

"That's true. We…"

The school leaders, no matter how sluggish, all stopped, looked at each other, and quickly took out their Demonized Watches or High-Level Demon Brains to check unread messages.

Seeing Miller sweep ten, the school leaders' brows furrowed deeply.

Seeing Zhou Leng take on a thousand, their blood pressure soared.

Knowing that an Innate Teacher was severely injured with one move, their cardiovascular systems froze.

The most valuable asset of West Sea Martial Arts Academy was smashed by Zhou Leng.

Finally seeing Miller lying at Ruda's gate, their faces turned stern.

Some secretly observed a vice principal.

The Vice Principal Jiang who was in charge of enrollment.

His face was a shade of blue.

One Miller wasn't much.

Adding Zhou Leng, still not much.

Even Zhou Leng defeating Miller, they still had a chance.

Losing the bid for the Divine Literature Academy was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

West Sea Martial Arts Academy suffered successive failures and humiliation, someone had to take responsibility.

The scapegoat could only be him.

"Fate played a trick," Vice Principal Jiang sighed softly.

Unexpectedly, just a minor manipulation during admissions led to such a big mess.

Ruda, High-Level Martial Arts Hall.

Juniors and seniors in the Body Refining and Vitality Stages stopped their cultivation and silently watched Zhou Leng, surrounded by scattered parts.

Zhou Leng stood before a smoking Demonized Weightlifting Platform, lost in thought.

Just now, he hadn't even used full power, yet the platform, even more advanced than the classroom one, exploded too.

The 90-ton limit.

In the future, the High-Level Martial Arts Hall would be off-limits.

He could only go to the Innate Martial Arts Hall.

"Brother Leng is so mighty…" Many juniors and seniors sighed.

Ji Changnian, who had been here for less than a month, remained silent.

He hadn't seen Miller being smashed into the ground, nor had he witnessed Zhou Leng fighting a thousand alone, so his first reaction was "I don't believe it."

But now, he expended a great deal of effort to retract the "Brother Leng is mighty" that almost slipped out.

Zhou Leng seriously said, "This Demonized Weightlifting Platform is severely aged, what a pity."

The Martial Arts Students were left speechless and crying with laughter, no one believed him.

Only Ji Changnian nodded slightly, thinking it was possible.

Zhou Leng stepped into the Striker, using his pure steel fist to hit his body, activated the highest tenth gear.

"Bam bam bam bam…"

Others stopped practicing too, standing nearby to watch.

The Striker at full tenth gear, Zhou Leng stood unmoving inside.

Soon, black smoke emerged, the pungent smell of scorching rubber spread through the Martial Arts Dojo.

"Brother Leng, withdraw your Divine Techniques."

A classmate hurriedly pressed the stop button.

Right now it can still be fixed, but in a few minutes, it will be completely ruined like the weightlifting platform.

Zhou Leng walked out regretfully.

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng, the skin all over his body was slightly red.

Not a bit of bruising.

Zhou Leng felt somewhat melancholy, slowly walking outside.

Today was quite disappointing, the fight wasn't satisfying, the cultivation wasn't satisfying either.

Junior and senior students were puzzled.

"Strange, he didn't use Qi from the beginning to the end, the body growth at the Vitality Stage shouldn't be this strong."

"Even with the Body of Tenacity, it shouldn't be."

"Brother Leng is really something else, I suspect he can take on five hundred Millers."

"Don't belittle people like that, even if they are from the Eagle Alliance, they deserve enough respect, let's say a thousand."

Ruge Medical University Affiliated First Hospital.

On the hospital bed, Miller slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Where is this place?

Why are snowflakes floating in front of my eyes?

Suddenly, sharp pain was transmitted from the back of his head.

Pain, pain, pain...

He lay there dumbfounded for quite a while, only then realizing that he was injured and lying in a hospital.

But why was he hurt?

Miller remembered that he was in the West Sea Martial Arts Academy defeating ten opponents with pride, intending to sweep through Quanru City, then...

Then what?

Memory vanished.

He tried hard to think, but everything thereafter seemed shrouded in darkness, impossible to find.

At this time, two young nurses in the ward whispered to each other.

"I heard the general surgery and orthopedics departments have gone crazy busy, preparing to transfer personnel."

"What happened? I also noticed it seems a bit chaotic today."

"Reportedly over a thousand people were injured at West Sea Martial Arts Academy, our hospital received two hundred patients."

"What big incident occurred? Could it be the Huang Meng Sect acted again? We've barely had a month of peace."

"No, they say it was caused by someone. Zhou Leng, do you remember Zhou Leng?"

"Of course I remember, ever since he came to our hospital, we haven't had to order food for several days, always eating what others send to him, with flowers and fruits."

"Those over a thousand people at West Sea Martial Arts Academy were all injured by Zhou Leng alone."

"Ah? Did he join the Huang Meng Sect too?"

"Haha... Your imagination is wild, they say his Innate Battle Path was chosen at West Sea Martial Arts Academy, then somehow things got out of hand."

"Is Zhou Leng hospitalized?"

"He didn't have a scratch, went home early."

"Didn't expect him to be this strong. But this Miller in our ward is also quite impressive."

"How do you know?"

"His head created such a deep pit on the asphalt road, the ground cracked, yet his skull didn't, seems just a severe concussion."

Hearing this, Miller felt blood rush to his head.

He remembered everything, remembered it all.

He recalled Zhou Leng pressing a hand on his face, then the world went dark.

Miller got agitated, brain filled with blood, eyes rolled, and fainted once again.

At noon, Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin had lunch together.

Passersby who saw Zhou Leng uniformly greeted him as "Brother Leng."

Starting this morning, the form of address by all teachers and students changed.

Even some young teachers followed suit.

Xu Qingjin paid no mind to Brother Leng or Lord Leng, it was the first time in two months that they ate lunch at the cafeteria.

After eating, the two found a deserted spot, chatting away.

They hadn't talked enough during yesterday's Dragon Boat Festival.

Xu Qingjin never talked about significant matters.

"My mom was nagging the whole night the day before yesterday, speaking of a friend's child…"

"Did you hear about the Divine Literature Academy affair? Planning to set up at our Ruda, the president of the Divine Language Association actually said they'd hand over the presidency to me, how can that be possible, I refused…"

"Oh, I saw a particularly nice patch of flowers in a garden at Ruda, I sent them to you before, let's go, I'll show you…"

Xu Qingjin led Zhou Leng to that garden.

Unfortunately, only wilted flowers and weeds remained.

Xu Qingjin was not discouraged, took out the phone to show Zhou Leng, and said, "Luckily I took a photo, look, this picture…"

"Beautiful, your photography is good too, this angle captures an aesthetic…" commented Zhou Leng.

"Really?" Xu Qingjin felt quite pleased.

"When I was at the Arctic, I took some photos too, want to see them?"

"Let me see."

Zhou Leng took out the Demonized Watch, the two leaned in, viewing the photos together.

Zhou Leng displayed the photos while explaining to Xu Qingjin.

Occasionally, a WeChat message box popped up, Zhou Leng ignored it, continuing to narrate the process of his natural Innate Battle Path to Xu Qingjin.

"This one is beautiful…"

"Arctic foxes are so fun, haha…"

"Send me this one, I'll make it my phone wallpaper…"

After lunch break, Zhou Leng stepped out of Ruda, the Snow Mountain Wolf's car was outside, taking various Innate advancement medicines from him.

Both Shen Jun and the Ice Snow Divine Sect had sent them.

After sorting the pills, Zhou Leng went to the Martial Arts Mall to purchase Protective Realm Pills.

Zhao Nandi had gifted three Protective Realm Pills.

Copper Man Array rewarded one Protective Realm Pill.

Wang Boxiong applied for three Protective Realm Pills from the Martial Guard Department.

He then bought two more Protective Realm Pills, totaling nine.

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