Swallowing the Starry Sky Starts with a Sword

Chapter 39 Please enlighten me

"My original punching power was less than 70,000 kilograms."

Zhou Ning was very surprised. Although he could feel that the effect of exploring the medicinal power of dragon blood by combining "The Seven Lights of Thunder" with "The Awakening of All Things" would be amazing.

But for an ordinary primary war god, using dragon blood would only nearly double his strength, but his strength was more than tripled, directly reaching the threshold of a high-level war god.

It filled in his last shortcoming.

Afterwards, Zhou Ning recognized the Black God Suit as his master and left Hongning Base City on the fighter plane of the Extreme Martial Arts School.

"Senior Dong Nanbiao, can we meet again next week?"

After returning to Jiangnan Base City, Zhou Ning contacted Dong Nanbiao first.

With his physical shortcomings made up, his combat power has now completely reached the top of the human war gods. Perhaps only the dozen or so "invincible war gods" in the world can temporarily be one level higher than him.

If he wanted to formulate another training plan, he needed to meet this planetary-level old friend first.

Unexpectedly, Dong Nanbiao replied quickly, with just a simple line of words, which shocked Zhou Ning's heart.

"Baizhishan Memorial Hall, come see me."

Baizhishan Memorial Hall!

Zhou Ning was suspicious and quickly used his watch to search the entire Jiangnan Base City for places containing the keyword "Baizhishan Memorial Hall".

After a moment, Zhou Ning looked at the search results, his fingers frozen and his eyes narrowed.

There is only one Baizhishan Memorial Hall in the entire Jiangnan Base City area.

Zhou Ning has visited this memorial hall every year since he was fourteen years old.

Because it is the only memorial hall that records in detail and commemorates 'Seven-Star Thunder Blade Zhou An' during the Great Nirvana period!
"Did he recognize me?"

"Impossible! There are countless bizarre coincidences in this world, but no one is sure about the so-called reincarnation!"

Zhou Ning took a deep breath and, with mixed feelings, headed to the Baizhishan Memorial Hall that Dong Nanbiao had mentioned.
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This is Zhou Ning's first time here this year.

Maybe because it was not the weekend, there were very few visitors in Baizhishan Park at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Walking along the long path lined with lush trees and flowers, at the end of the square, the Baizhishan Memorial Hall stands quietly.

There was a familiar figure standing on the steps at the gate.

Dong Nanbiao was wearing a white training suit. He had no domineering or fierce aura at all. His calm and gentle temperament made him look like an ordinary middle-aged man.

"Senior Dong."

Zhou Ning walked up to him.

"Zhou Ning, you are very good, better than I thought and better than anyone else thought." Dong Nanbiao's smile was gentle and his eyes were bright.

"It was just luck, a matter of life and death." Zhou Ning knew that Dong Nanbiao should have also seen that video and watched his peak battle with the 'Golden Eagle God of War'.

Dong Nanbiao smiled and said to Zhou Ning, "Come in with me."

The two walked side by side into the memorial hall, the sunlight leaving behind them.

“I was only 36 when the Great Nirvana began.”

“Now, forty years have passed in a flash.”

Dong Nanbiao and Zhou Ning were strolling in the memorial hall, passing rows of memorial counters, which contained various materials from the Great Nirvana period and items left over from that time, such as a section of railing torn by the monster's claws, a blood-stained sword, and so on.

"Back then, during that crazy era, the monsters evolved extremely quickly, and even the ordinary thermal weapons of that era had difficulty inflicting damage on them."

"Ordinary people died tragically in large numbers, and even the military suffered heavy losses. Humanity is facing collapse."

Dong Nanbiao was reminiscing as he walked, and Zhou Ning was also reminiscing as he followed his old friend.

"Humanity is about to collapse. In this desperate situation, groups of warriors stand up and face countless monsters with their flesh and blood, weapons and all means."

"Do you know why the ranks of warriors are preceded by the word 'war'?"

They have walked into the memorial corridor for the sacrificed warriors. In the glass cabinets on both sides of the walls are photos and information of the warriors who sacrificed during the Great Nirvana period.

"Warrior, general, god of war."

"Soldiers, generals, and gods represent the power we possess."

"And the word 'war' in front represents the significance of the existence of our force."

"The fate of mankind is determined by our fighting"

Dong Nanbiao stopped and turned to face a glass cabinet. Zhou Ning also looked over. Inside the glass cabinet were familiar yet unfamiliar photos and information. His sharp eyes remained the same.

Seven-Star Thunder Blade, Zhou An.

"I come here every March 3th to see my old friend."

Dong Nanbiao was silent for a moment, then suddenly said cheerfully: "Haha, I didn't expect that. I asked Xiao Liu, and he said that every year someone would come to commemorate this old friend of mine."

He turned and looked at Zhou Ning: "I should have thought of this a long time ago. Your swordsmanship is exactly the same as his. Your power is also similar to his. Even your eyes are very similar to his. How could you not know him?"

"After he died in battle, I used all my connections to look for him. His parents died young, and he had no relatives in the world, not even children."

"What is your relationship with him?" Dong Nanbiao asked anxiously.

Zhou Ning was silent, looking up at the photo in the glass cabinet, the two pairs of eyes staring at each other.

"I accidentally learned about Senior Zhou An's deeds when I was a child. I am very curious about everything about him, including his sword skills and the so-called power. I guessed and explored all of them based on the hearsay information."

"I didn't expect that in Senior Dong's eyes, we are so similar."

“Maybe he and I are the same kind of people.”

The same person
Dong Nanbiao frowned, looking a little lost, but after a moment he suddenly said in a relaxed tone: "That's right, that's right, hahaha, they are the same person. If he could be born now, he would probably be very similar to you."

There were soft footsteps behind me.

No matter what level of strength Zhou Ning had reached, even though his footsteps were extremely light, he could still tell that he was walking towards them, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

"Haha, my granddaughter, Jiang Er."

Dong Nanbiao smiled gently. He subconsciously regarded Zhou Ning as a person of equal status with him, so he only introduced his granddaughter's identity as a junior, but did not introduce Zhou Ning's identity to his granddaughter.

Zhou Ning was stunned for a moment.

The girl was holding a pure white chrysanthemum in her hand.

Then he watched the girl nod to him respectfully, then turned around and put the white chrysanthemums in her hand into the vase below Zhou An's glass cabinet.

It turns out that the extra white chrysanthemum every time was given by Dong Nanbiao’s granddaughter?

"Haha, considering seniority, she should call Zhou An grandpa." Dong Nanbiao laughed, and Zhou Ning's expression became a little strange.

"correct."

Dong Nanbiao suddenly remembered and asked Zhou Ning, "You said before that you wanted to see me, what was it about?"

Back to business, Zhou Ning's expression became serious: "Senior Dong, when I killed the golden eagle, my strength was already among the top 100 war gods in the world."

"I've seen the video. At that time, your swordsmanship and body skills had reached the fourth level. Strength was your weakness. Later, your swordsmanship broke through again, and then you killed the golden eagle." Dong Nanbiao nodded.

"At that time, my body was still a bit weak, and my basic punching strength was only at the level of a beginner war god."

"The headmaster gave me a bottle of dragon blood, which I used to make up for my shortcomings. Now my body has reached the threshold of a high-level war god."

Dong Nanbiao's eyes suddenly trembled: "At that time, your physical and punching strength was only at the initial level of the God of War? How many times was your force amplitude?"

"More than five times." Zhou Ning replied.

Dong Nanbiao was stunned for two or three seconds before he looked at Zhou Ning again seriously, thinking: "I understand what you mean. Among all the war gods in the world, there are probably only a dozen invincible war gods who can defeat you. This is because your body has not reached the peak of a high-level war god."

"In terms of combat realm and combined strength, there are probably few war gods in the world who can beat you."

There are thousands of war gods around the world, and there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

There are more than a hundred people who have reached the fourth level in swordsmanship and saber skills!
There are also more than a hundred people whose physical skills have reached the fourth level!
There are also dozens of people who can exert four times their physical strength.

However, these aspects are the unique skills of those high-level war gods. If one can reach this level in one aspect, it is enough to dominate an area.

The swordsmanship has reached the fourth level, the body skills have also reached the fourth level, and the body's strength has reached more than five times, which means that every aspect is a unique skill, and the amplitude of strength is increasing exponentially!
This level even surpasses those invincible war gods and can be ranked among the top three war gods in the world!
Zhou Ning slowly clasped his fists and said solemnly: "So, please teach me, Senior Dong."

With his current strength, only a strong man at the parliamentary level can fight with him in terms of realm!
(End of this chapter)