Zhou Leng was surrounded alone by three Late Stage Body Refining Sea Sirens, but he remained calm and composed.

After blocking several moves, he struck one with a palm, then resisted an attack from another Sea Siren with his sturdy shoulder. Using the force from being hit, he rebounded to the side of the third Sea Siren.

He lifted his leg and swept it across, landing with a loud bang on the Sea Siren's lower back.

The Sea Siren let out a miserable scream, its body arching as it flew away.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng rolled to the ground, dodging the attacks from the other two Sea Sirens.

In that moment of evasion, the recent battle process emerged in his mind.

"The leg sweep could be a bit faster..."

"The rolling direction should tilt slightly to the right..."

"The angle of the shoulder receiving the attack should be a tad higher..."

Instantly considering these three points for improvement, Zhou Leng attacked once more.

After each round of fighting, he reviewed, then fought again.

This was the Song's Battle Technique taught by Elder Song.

Because, humans are creatures prone to forgetfulness.

Post-battle cultivation often misses out on precious experiences.

Initially, Zhou Leng resisted this battle technique, often getting hurt due to distractions and setbacks.

Its use was intermittent.

But because he trusted Elder Song, he never stopped completely, and gradually it became more effortless.

By now, he had basically mastered it.

However, this technique was only suitable for ordinary opponents.

Once encountering a powerful foe, this technique became a burden.

The benefit of using this method is that it always allows quick recognition of personal shortcomings, with growth being remarkably rapid.

Combat is the best form of cultivation.

The battlefield is the best cultivation ground.

Everything Zhou Leng learned was fused into one by the great melting furnace of West Sea Demon City.

Constantly hammered by the great iron of the Sea Siren Alien Race.

Aided with force-enhancing pill gift by the Sea Suppression Army.

Meticulously carved by the mental fortitude of fellow comrades fighting side by side.

Tempering, tempering, nonstop tempering.

The edge restrained, the blade sharper.

Occasionally, violent frequent roaring far away would catch Zhou Leng's attention.

Either it was an Innate War or a Grandmaster Combat.

The Innate War was still manageable, with an area of destruction of at most tens of meters.

But when Grandmasters fought, both sides within thousands of meters would retreat.

The highest commander of the Sea Sirens in this campaign was the Grandmaster, Half-blood Sea Siren Blood of Tyranny.

Claimed as the number one of the Sea Siren Race under the Demigods.

Unlike most Sea Siren commanders, he frequently appeared on the battlefield, slaughtering the Human Race, forcing the Human Grandmasters to step in.

He even often provoked Martial Saints, occasionally retreating after taking one or two moves from them.

When nearby Grandmasters battled, Zhou Leng would watch.

Unable to see the full picture but always glimpsing something.

When Grandmasters fought, they often entered a supersonic state, like humanoid fighter jets.

The battles between the two races were ongoing and relentless.

Ruda's first Zhou Leng, on the triple battle line, was a segment of the line.

If viewed from above, on the battle line of the fourth group, Zhou Leng was a large point.

A bit higher, on the battle line of the fifth division, he was a small point.

Even higher, overlooking the line of the third army, second corps of the Sea Suppression Army, he was no longer visible.

So, with hundreds of thousands, millions of unnoticed people, they formed an unbreakable defense line.

Making the distant city behind burst with firecrackers, laughter, and songs.

The frontline, the battle continued.

Zhou Leng's gaze was extremely calm.

Zhou Leng's attacks were extremely fierce.

Like an unnoticed scalpel, slowly dissecting the Sea Sirens that kept rushing in.

Nothing but fighting.

Day after day, day after day.

Fight, consume pills for cultivation, eat, study Divine Text, comprehend the Ancient River Jade Stele, sleep, fight again, consume pills for cultivation...

Day after day, day after day.

Forever tedious and bland, constantly facing death, never seeing the end.

All this, like a whetstone, meticulously honing Zhou Leng.

Fighting continuously until the fifteenth day of the new year, the full moon hung high.

The sound of retreating horn shells came to life.

The Sea Sirens receded.

Tens of thousands cheered.

Zhou Leng quietly looked into the distance.

Ahead, was West Sea Demon City.

The massive sea, hundreds of meters high, was confined by the invisible Two Realms Barrier, like a colossal seawall stretching endlessly.

The soldiers at the West Sea Demon City defense line, every day they open their eyes, are overshadowed by the continuous seawall.

Day after day.

Zhou Leng sighed deeply and turned away.

Slowly sensing the changes in his body.

Covered in flesh wounds, insignificant.

A few lingering ailments inside, after a few days' rest would be fine.

His True Qi was full, his body advanced further, almost reaching the peak of Mid-Stage Body Refining.

With additional tempering, he could advance to the Late Stage of Body Refining and participate in the Giant Trial.

The Mountain Charging Fist and Cloud Wandering Body Technique also reached Perfection with a comprehensive understanding of his Martial Arts.

Thus, the Sea Suppressing Technique, Mountain Assaulting Fist External Skill, Overlapping Waves Palm Technique, Flying Cloud Leg Technique, Eight Trigrams Step Technique, and Cloud Wandering Body Technique were all perfected.

Among them, the Sea Suppressing Technique and Overlapping Waves Palm had long surpassed Perfection, reaching the Extreme Realm.

Since the Flying Cloud Leg and Cloud Wandering Body Technique have similar intent, their combination makes the leg technique more flexible and powerful.

All martial arts, from the inside out, are tempered by the battlefield.

The Mountain of Will formed by the Martial Arts Will becomes increasingly clear.

Combat awareness also grows stronger.

The path of martial arts still holds some indescribable mysteries.

For instance, martial arts insight can only be derived through long-term comparison and analysis.

These days, the ability for martial arts insight is also improving.

This is the main reason for the rapid progress in martial arts.

After resting in the military for two days, Wang Boxiong sent a message.

Departure tomorrow to escort the Martial Arts Traces of the Ancient River Ruins to Rucheng.

Zhou Leng contacted Li Yuanhe through military communications, who was on his way to the Sea Suppression Army headquarters, to meet tomorrow.

The next day, Zhou Leng bid farewell to his comrades and arrived at the headquarters of the Sea Suppression Army.

As the sun rose, a convoy slowly left the headquarters of the Sea Suppression Army, proceeding westward along the road.

In the center of the convoy is a large wagon pulled by as many as ten Camel Beasts.

The cargo on the wagon is over five meters high, wrapped in green tarpaulin, and bound with ropes.

When traveling on muddy ground, it leaves deep wheel ruts.

The hauling capacity of the ten Camel Beasts far exceeds that of a normal human six-axle truck, effortlessly pulling 50 tons of cargo.

But now the ten Camel Beasts move slowly, occasionally letting out soft calls.

Within twenty meters around the Camel Beast wagon, there isn't another vehicle.

At the forefront and rear of the convoy, fifty meters from the Camel Beast wagon, there are some armored vehicles, passenger cars, and trucks.

A team of over a hundred people between the four armored vehicles participates in the escort.

On the flag of the team, bold words like "Radiation Abnormality" and "Turn Off Electronic Equipment" are clearly marked.

The convoy proceeds slowly on a relatively secluded national highway.

Cars passing by quickly leave without issue, but if they linger too close for too long, they would be affected.

Before departure, Zhou Leng placed the Demonized Watch into the Magic Spirit Bag and wrapped it in a thick radiation-proof bag, putting it in a truck at the front.

Zhou Leng and Li Yuanhe stood near the Camel Beast wagon, close enough to touch the wagon body by raising a hand.

Over fifty people surrounded the wagon in a semi-circle, moving slowly.

These people are either very young or at least in the Body Refining Stage or Vitality Stage, with no ordinary soldiers among them.

Zhou Leng glanced around; all fifty-plus people understood why they were there and remained particularly silent along the way.

Gradually, some acquaintances began to discuss martial arts, and more and more people joined in.

Different people talked about different topics.

Zhou Leng remained silent all along.

Li Yuanhe, being outgoing, soon blended in with the surrounding people.

This time, the main reason Zhou Leng didn't speak was because of the Ancient River Jade Stele.

Previously, just looking at the three-dimensional pictures, the fingerprint water ripples, didn't evoke much feeling.

But after walking beside the Ancient River Jade Stele for a while, one could distinctly feel a strange power emanating from the jade stele.

It was like a subtle warm breeze making one feel warm.

While feeling this power, Zhou Leng recalled the fingerprint water ripples from the photos of the Ancient River Jade Stele in his mind.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but the feeling was slightly different from the previous insight into the fingerprint water ripples.

Zhou Leng moved forward silently, recalling the fingerprint water ripples, and did not join in others' conversations.

As the conversation went on, someone nearby asked Li Yuanhe, "Is the person next to you a friend? I remember the two of you met at the start."

"Yes."

"Someone so young is rare, especially with such steady eyes and a strong physique."

Li Yuanhe immediately understood the implication.

Those who could undertake this task and be this close were at least relatives or nephews of Innate or Grandmasters, and seeing someone as young and imposing as Zhou Leng inspired thoughts of befriending him.

Li Yuanhe laughed and said, "He's a cultivation fanatic, probably cultivating right now. He doesn't talk much, but we've been growing up together; back in college, he was already at Mid-Stage Body Refining, much stronger than I was back then."

Several nearby people nodded lightly, becoming more lively in conversation with Li Yuanhe.

Li Yuanhe talked about himself, being at Late Stage Vitality in his senior year at military academy, engaged in long-term combat in the West Sea Demon City, and working hard towards reaching the Innate level.

He mentioned a few Innate Upper Level acquaintances who were either well-known or at least heard of.

Others laughed and said after the escort mission, they should exchange the Demonized Watches and Martial Faith, and keep in touch often thereafter.

These people were all minor experts at Late Stage Vitality and shared a background with the Sea Suppression Army, growing increasingly close in relationship.

Zhou Leng was deeply engrossed, continuing his cultivation all the while.

The team did not stop for lunch, just getting by with a few Marching Pills.

Only when it was deep into the night did the team finally stop.

Zhou Leng and Li Yuanhe, along with others, looked towards the few passenger cars with curtains.

Inside clearly sat experts who never showed their faces.

During dinner, everyone relaxed a bit, and Zhou Leng finally joined the new friends of Li Yuanhe in conversation.

They found Zhou Leng to be very polite, though he didn't say much, it soon became a norm.

The conversation shifted to Wang Boxiong.

It turns out Wang Boxiong had already advanced to Grandmaster before the new year.

However, as Zhou Leng was always on the frontline without internet access, he had no contact with the outside world and was unaware.

Before long, the Innate Leader arranged for lodging and the night watch.

After arrangements were made, the Innate Leader walked over.

"Captain Shi," everyone stood up straight, with several soldiers saluting.

The leader, Shi Maohai, nodded, first glancing at Zhou Leng, then looking at Li Yuanhe, and said, "Zhou Leng, Li Yuanhe, you two bed down next to the Camel Beast wagon; the positions are already arranged. Remember to keep an eye on the escort item."

"Yes, sir." Zhou Leng and Li Yuanhe responded in unison.

Afterward, Shi Maohai nodded and moved on to other places.

A flicker of surprise crossed the eyes of a few people nearby, who then gave Zhou Leng a serious look.

None of them had been invited to camp beside the wagon.

Li Yuanhe said, "Let's go over there first for a look, we'll catch up in a bit."

"Alright."

Zhou Leng and Li Yuanhe walked over; the Camel Beasts were tethered not far away, away from the wagon.

The wagon was left alone in an open space.

Two circles of mats and sleeping bags encircled the wagon, with about twenty places.

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