Swallowing the Stars: The Wind Sword Master.

Chapter 21 You're the one who's going to die!

"Golden Fire Bear!"

Poison Wolf's heart tightened, sensing something was wrong. The Golden Fire Bear had actually arrived!

He looked around in a panic. To his left rear was a heavy figure with a blood-red battle sword in his hand, and to his right rear was a tall, thin martial artist walking gracefully with a crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand.

"Bloodthirsty Blade! Chen Chong! Crescent Moon Ghost! Wei Xin!"

Poison Wolf's lips trembled as he called out the names of the two men. Compared to the two high-level warriors he had invited, Bloodthirsty Blade and Crescent Moon Ghost were renowned experts from the Limitless Martial Arts Academy, both at the top level among high-level warriors.

He was somewhat hesitant to turn around, because they were two separate groups, and the other side might have invited more than just two high-ranking generals.

With his mind racing, Poison Wolf exchanged glances with his squad of warriors and shouted, "Escape from the front! Charge!"

As he shouted, Poison Wolf charged toward the front-line combat team, and the two invited martial artists, as well as Flying Eagle, also rushed forward.

This is the wisest choice, as the two high-level generals are stronger than the Warfire Squad. Moreover, there may be other powerful individuals following behind.

The combat squad split up, with Zhang Chen and the others each blocking the front of one of the people.

"Zheng Xuan, Wang Qi, cover me as I break through, and I'll give you an extra two hundred million each!" Poison Wolf shouted anxiously.

The two invited martial artists exchanged a glance and replied, "Five hundred million!"

"Okay!" Time was of the essence, and Poison Wolf agreed without hesitation.

Ning Ze gripped the light sword in his hand tightly, his eyes fixed on the Poison Wolf. Others could leave, but he had to stay!

The fifty-meter distance was covered in less than a second; the Poison Wolf Squad had already rushed close.

"Poison Wolf! You can't escape!" Zuo Xingyuan shouted, swinging his broadsword and striking directly at the wolf.

Just as Ning Ze was about to attack the Poison Wolf, a knife came slashing from the side. He could only raise his sword to block it, and at the same time he saw that thin face with a black mole on his left eyebrow.

"clang!"

The sound of swords clashing was very crisp.

Zheng Xuan's eyes were filled with shock. This force was clearly wrong. He had heard that this kid was only a high-level warrior, but now his strength was equivalent to that of a low-level warrior. His casual slash was actually neutralized!

Intermediate-level warrior.

In a single exchange, Ning Ze instantly assessed his opponent's strength. With a flick of his arm, he swung his light sword around, dissipating all the power from the blade, and continued slashing forward.

"not good!"

Zheng Xuan hadn't expected Ning Ze to be so troublesome. He could instantly neutralize Zheng Xuan's attack and even counterattack, making it impossible to quickly defeat him.

He took a step back, slashed diagonally to the side, and ran to one side.

Ning Ze frowned. Were they going to run away? He glanced at Poison Wolf out of the corner of his eye.

He and Wang Qi besieged Zuo Xingyuan, and the two fought desperately. He had a clear advantage, and Zuo Xingyuan could no longer stop them.

Ning Ze also took a step back, turned around and charged towards the poisonous wolf.

Seeing that he was no longer pursuing, Zheng Xuan fled without a word. He hadn't actually intended to kill Ning Ze; he was only after money. Now that Jin Huoxiong had arrived with his men, he knew that killing anyone would be suicide!

It wasn't just him; Flying Eagle and another member of the Poison Wolf Squad had already run far away.

Filled with rage, Poison Wolf roared, "Zheng Xuan!"

Zheng Xuan did not reply. At this point, he would stay or not, no matter how much money was offered. As a high-level warrior, his speed exceeded 250m/s. If Poison Wolf could delay him for a few seconds, he could easily escape from sight and run away.

A flash of silver light appeared, and Poison Wolf glanced at it and saw that it was Ning Ze. He was filled with rage.

"You little brat, how dare you stop me!"

Poison Wolf's eyes were bloodshot. He realized he couldn't escape, so he decided to kill Golden Fire Bear's son! If he could be taken hostage, then he might be able to escape.

"die!"

A slash came down, the deep black blade reflecting a ghostly light, the strike powerful and heavy.

Ning Ze's eyes were very calm. Zheng Xuan had also not held back, and he had withstood it as well. It was a desperate struggle, but he could withstand it.

He swung his longsword, preparing to take the blow head-on.

Seeing this from afar, Ning Hua was extremely anxious and could only shout in a deep voice, "Everyone!"

He was already lame, and his speed was even slower than that of an ordinary junior warrior. Now, while others had already run halfway, he had only run a third of the way.

"This kid's got guts, looks like I'll have to use my ultimate move." Wei Xin muttered to himself, then shouted softly, "Ghost Step, Swift!"

Suddenly, his speed increased slightly; this was a secret technique for explosive speed, which consumed an enormous amount of stamina.

"clang!"

With a single strike, Ning Ze barely managed to block it. 'The Poison Wolf is even weaker than that martial artist from before.' He narrowed his eyes. Killing it would be best, but even if he couldn't, the Poison Wolf wouldn't escape!

"Die!" Poison Wolf, as if insane, completely abandoned his defense and slashed at the enemy again.

Ning Ze remained expressionless, raised his sword to parry, and simultaneously shifted his feet.

A black blade grazed his cheek, the wind was fierce, and Ning Ze felt a stinging pain on his cheek, but he managed to dodge the attack.

"Ah!!" Poison Wolf roared in fury, swinging his long sword to slash at the waist!

He had only one thought in his mind: to kill this kid, even if he had to die, he would take one with him!

Ning Ze was too slow and could only draw his sword to take the hit.

With a clang, his wrist went numb from the shock. Even though the opponent's strength was twice his own after he exerted force, the pressure was immense, and his various stats on the system panel were rapidly increasing.

Wind Slash Mastery 3178/10000...

Wind Slash Mastery 3259/10000...

Wind Slash Mastery 3303/10000...

The incident happened so suddenly that Zuo Xingyuan felt much less pressure and thought that reinforcements had arrived. But after counterattacking with a slash, a glance out of the corner of his eye made his heart tighten.

He swung his broadsword horizontally and roared, "Get lost!"

Seeing that he had no intention of fighting again, Wang Qi quickly turned and ran away. Looking back, she saw that Wei Xin, who was closest to her, was less than a hundred meters away. At that speed, it wouldn't even take a second.

He took off running as fast as he could, because if he didn't run now, it would be too late.

The two fought at an incredibly fast pace, moving hundreds of meters per second and swinging their swords at least a dozen times, if not hundreds.

Poison Wolf fought Ning Ze for more than ten moves but still couldn't break through, which made him even more frenzied and almost lost his mind.

"Go to hell!"

Ning Ze watched the slash descend from the sky and raised his sword to block it, but this slash was slightly different from the previous ones.

Just now, he felt another layer of power within his body, as if a gale was churning inside him. With each swing of his sword, it was as if endless wind pressure was pouring down, and his power was enhanced once again.

His base strength exceeds 4000kg, double that is 8000kg, and now double that is 1200kg, which is considered average even among junior warriors.

"clang!"

Swords clashed, and the sound of this strike was louder than ever before.

Ning Ze bent down and drew his longsword, the dark blade sweeping across the tips of his hair.

He dodged another blow.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a strange, faint smile played on his lips, making his handsome face appear somewhat sinister.

"You're the one who's dead!"

As he spoke, Ning Ze thrust his longsword straight at his throat.

Seeing the sword light thrusting towards him, Poison Wolf's pupils suddenly contracted and his heart turned cold. Ning Ze had been unable to withstand his frenzied attacks, so he simply continued to attack.

Ning Ze's strength suddenly increased, and he was no longer in a sorry state as before. He could not only block but also counterattack. His sudden change of tactics left Ning Ze with no time to defend.

This made Poison Wolf's face contort with rage. He didn't want to die at the hands of a newcomer, no matter who he was going to die at. He recklessly swung his sword at Ning Ze's neck, determined to take someone down with him even if he had to die!

Swish!

With a flash of silver and gold, the light sword gently touched the wolf's neck, piercing its throat before being withdrawn without leaving a trace. Ning Ze quickly leaned back to dodge the wolf's attack.

A massive broadsword fell from the sky and slammed down on the wolf's head, instantly spurting a jet of blood from its throat.

Broadsword slammed the Poison Wolf to the ground. Zuo Xingyuan's eyes were somewhat dazed; he was behind the Poison Wolf and hadn't seen Ning Ze's movements at all. He just felt that the attack seemed a little too smooth?

However, Wei Xin had seen the amazing sword strike just now, and he praised, "Good lad, well done."

With a casual remark, Wei Xin swept to his side like a ghost. The member of the Poison Wolf Squad who was being entangled by Zhang Chen had no chance to resist. His head flew off and blood gushed from his lower body.

"I'll go after them."

After saying that, Wei Xin chased after the fleeing group.

After Chen Chong arrived, he ended the fight with a few casual slashes and then chased after the fleeing people.

At this moment, Ning Hua rushed over. He looked at the body of the Poison Wolf lying on the ground and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha!"

"Son! That was a brilliant strike!"

"Poison Wolf! I told you, you would die!"

"Even the Thunder Martial Arts School can't stop them!"

"Now my son has killed you!"

"Hahaha!"

"happy!"

"Hahaha!"

Ning Hua slapped his hand and grabbed Ning Ze's shoulder forcefully.

Overjoyed at having avenged his great grudge, Zuo Xingyuan was also ecstatic. Hearing Ning Hua's words, he sensed something was wrong and kicked the Poison Wolf, turning him over; his throat was covered in blood.

Clearly, before he attacked, Ning Ze had already pierced the Poison Wolf's throat with a sword and severed the nerves in his spine.

That's why he was able to kill the poisonous wolf so easily with a single strike.

Zuo Xingyuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he turned to look at Ning Ze, his eyes filled with shock.

He said incredulously, "You little bastard, it really was you who killed him!"

Poison Wolf is a notorious mid-level warrior. Ning Ze's strength is far inferior to Poison Wolf's; his power is at least four times weaker!

Being able to withstand an attack and being able to kill are two completely different concepts.

"Your strength has completely surpassed mine," Zhang Chen exclaimed with delight.

Ma Yu happily added, "I'm not much worse than him."

Ning Ze said modestly, "I owe it all to my uncles for protecting and training me, otherwise I wouldn't have improved so quickly. This time, he lost his mind because he knew he couldn't escape. I couldn't have beaten any other mid-level warriors."

Ning Hua turned his head and looked in the direction where the Poison Wolf Squad had fled. The experts he had invited had all given chase, but he didn't know how many they could catch.

Turning back to him, he asked in a low voice, "Your swordsmanship has broken through to a higher level?"

Ning Ze nodded affirmatively.

"The second level of 'Wind Slash'? No wonder!" Zuo Xingyuan was greatly shocked, yet he also felt that it made sense, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to kill Poison Wolf.

Ma Yu was also very excited. "Good lad, he actually mastered the second level!"

Xu Liang jokingly said, "Kid, I'll wait until you become a war god! Then I'll retire and stop risking my life in this wilderness."

Ning Ze joked, "Then you should cherish your time in the wilderness!"

Ning Hua glanced at his teammates. These people didn't know Ning Ze's true situation, but he did.

There's no such thing as a second level of "Wind Slash"; they only bought the first level!

This power isn't just 2.1 times that of the second level of "Wind Slash," it's 3 times! It's even stronger than the third level of "Wind Slash," which is 2.8 times stronger!

A short while later, the five powerful figures and Yang Chao returned.

Yang Chao was responsible for sniping and ambushing, as well as preventing people from escaping.

Chen Chong said with some regret, "We only killed two. Flying Eagle and that senior general are still missing."

Ning Hua immediately cupped his hands in greeting and said, "It's already good enough that we were able to kill two. We are very grateful for everyone's arrival this time. Otherwise, let alone killing them, we might not even be able to defeat them."

"It was their panicked escape that gave us the opportunity to kill them."

"After I get back, I will immediately transfer the 100 million Chinese yuan that I promised to everyone."

Chen Chong nodded slightly, indicating that he had no objection.

They are all high-level warriors, and renowned powerhouses. The top-ranked wilderness cities are teeming with beast-general level monsters. Killing just a few monsters can easily net you a hundred million.

Fighting with people is the most troublesome, and the two who ran away will become enemies in the future. The martial artists of the Thunder Martial Arts School will also look down on them. Asking for 100 million Chinese yuan is only because of personal favors.

With a broad smile, Ning Hua extended an invitation, "Everyone, today our Warfire Squad has avenged our great grudge, so we must hold a grand celebration. I've booked a private room in the Underground Alliance. If you're not busy, shall we go and have a drink?"

Chen Chong, Wei Xin, and the others looked at Ning Ze and readily agreed.

They had all witnessed Ning Ze's previous performance, and it was naturally a good thing to befriend such a promising young man.

As the sun gradually rose, the War Squad and the five high-level warriors began their return.

Meanwhile, in the Jiangnan Base City, there is a martial arts combat assessment today.

A monster town within the military camp, used as a testing ground. Ning Ze had registered for the assessment in another district, but the assessment was conducted here.

Inside a quiet little building in the town, this is where the observer is located.

In one of the rooms, several powerful figures and their leaders were gathered, along with a few geniuses.

"As fellow geniuses of the Limitless Martial Arts Academy, how do your strengths compare to Ning Ze's?" The speaker was a slender young man with a curved sword in his hand and a birthmark on his face.

Luo Feng was slightly surprised. He looked at Wan Dong carefully for three seconds and realized who this was. Instructor Jiang Nian had told him that Ning Ze had defeated an S-level genius at the Thunder Martial Arts Hall. This must be the person.

He slowly shook his head. "I'm not a match for him yet."

Hearing that name again made a deeper impression on him. Ironically, although they lived in the same neighborhood, they had never even met once.

A middle-aged man sitting in front of Luo Feng smiled. "You're not his match now, but you might catch up later. Young people have unlimited potential, and I believe you're excellent too." This was Zhuge Tao, the supervisor who gave Luo Feng the S-level contract.

Luo Feng bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "Thank you, Supervisor. I will work hard in my cultivation."

He felt a slight excitement. For the past two weeks, there had been rumors that he had joined the martial arts school ahead of schedule and that his talent was extraordinary, as if no one could compare to him.

In fact, he had already set a goal: to surpass Ning Ze!

Of course, not in terms of mental strength. His mental strength surpasses his physical strength by two levels. Now that he is a mid-level warrior, his mental strength is only at the level of a beginner warrior, which is a bit unfair.

His goal was to surpass Ning Ze in martial arts!

Seeing the frustrated look on the face of the Thunder Martial Arts School manager across from him, Zhuge Tao laughed even harder. "Alright, go out and take the test. It's not difficult for you."

"Yes."

"You two should go too," the manager of the Thunder Martial Arts School said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Wan Dong and a female martial artist replied respectfully.

(End of this chapter)