Swallowing the Stars: The Wind Sword Master.

Chapter 55: Earning 500 Billion Through Battle

The two appeared on a virtual arena with a silver-white surface.

Ning Ze looked towards the pillar on the opposite arena.

Name: Sharka Tividi

Sex: Male

Identity: Official student of the Elite Training Camp

Combat Power Amplitude: Advanced

He turned his head to look in his direction.

Name: Ning Ze

Sex: Male

Identity: Official student of the Elite Training Camp

Combat power fluctuation: None (not evaluated)

Ning Ze raised an eyebrow, somewhat curious about what this combat power amplitude was.

Previously, Wu Hao was an excellent student, while this black man was an average student. As you can hear, average means worse than excellent.

"Kid, you choose the combat environment!" The black man grinned foolishly, still feeling delighted at the prospect of having 100 billion Chinese yuan.

"Choose the Colosseum as the scene." Ning Ze asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of losing?"

"lose?"

"Hahaha!"

The black man laughed arrogantly and said with amusement, "Without a teacher's guidance, you're at most a martial arts instructor. What level can you reach? Relying on your own swordsmanship practice?"

"Or do you think that the level of subtle movement is the strongest?" Sharka said with a mocking expression. "Even if you've learned how to exert force, your swordsmanship level is still very low."

"Since you gave me 10 billion Chinese yuan, I'll let you lose clearly. My power level is 2.5, my Trial Tower level is 1.8, my combat power amplitude is 4.5, and my rating is high. Even in the training camp, I'd be close to the top 100!"

Ning Ze asked with a strange expression, "Your power level is only 2.5? You haven't improved at all since you came here?"

The top-tier technique can reach a power level of 2.8 with the third level, while the slightly weaker technique increases the power level by 0.5 with the first level and 2.5 with the third level.

This person's secret techniques are mediocre, and he hasn't made any progress since coming to the training camp.

The black man's face immediately darkened, and he cursed angrily, "Bastard! Fine, you're just a newbie who only passed the first level A stage. You don't know anything, so I'm not going to waste my breath on you. Let's get started. The sooner I finish you off, the better my money will be."

Ning Ze didn't want to waste any more words; he wanted to get the money and finish as soon as possible. "I'm ready!"

"Battle, begin!" The electronic voice echoed throughout the arena.

As soon as the words fell, Sharka, holding a machete, rushed over. His eyes were filled with a hint of wariness, but more so with savagery. Clearly, Ning Ze's words had embarrassed him, and he decided to teach Ning Ze a lesson.

Ning Ze stood still, quietly analyzing the guy's strength. Because his power was only 2.5, the opponent was a bit slower. He couldn't tell from the swordsmanship, but his footwork wasn't very agile. His strength was much weaker than Wu Hao's.

Ning Ze felt a little disappointed. His eyes narrowed, and he twisted his arm, thrusting out his long sword with great speed, much faster than Sharka's.

"What?!"

With a startled cry, Sharka hadn't expected Ning Ze to be so fast. He gritted his teeth and swung his gleaming white cleaver with both hands.

brush!

The two figures in black intertwined, and Sharka was utterly astonished. He was prepared to fight head-on, but suddenly his move changed when he got close.

Sharka felt a chill run down his spine, and silently cried out, "Get out of the way!"

In a daze, he saw a blurry figure, and the next second his consciousness completely disappeared. His body, which was moving forward, crashed to the ground, his head and body separated, and blood gushed out.

"His swordsmanship must be highly skilled, and his movement technique is almost perfect. He is far inferior to me in every aspect, and he underestimated me. As a result, he couldn't even block one of my swords."

Ning Ze was somewhat disappointed; this student's strength was far inferior.

Let alone forcing him to reveal his hidden strength, the third level of "Wind Slash" alone would be enough to easily defeat him.

If all his opponents were like that, he wouldn't even have the desire to fight.

"Well, at least it's 100 billion, which is equivalent to several days of my earnings, so it's not bad."

outside world.

Sharka opened his eyes in surprise, and then heard congratulatory voices from beside him.

"Hey buddy, you finished that quickly? You need to be more patient when fighting newbies!"

"Alright, it's my turn next."

He reached out to pull the man up from the sofa, but Sharka, with a mournful face, cried out, "Modo, we've been tricked! This kid's not normal, be careful!"

"You lost?" The black man was somewhat astonished. Sharka was considered quite talented, ranking close to 100th in his second year of school, which surpassed many second-year students. How could he have lost under such circumstances?

"I lost, and I lost in one strike. He's very fast. You have to be careful and help me win back!" Sharka felt very frustrated.

"good!"

"Challenge, Ning Zesheng!" The electronic voice announced at that moment.

Upon hearing this, Sharka almost burst into tears. He walked out of the challenge room with a dejected face. 100 billion Chinese yuan, equivalent to more than 800 billion rupees, not only included all his assets, but also 30 billion of which were borrowed.

Not long after.

An electronic voice echoed in the hall, "Challenge, Ning Zesheng!"

The waiting Black men and Zhang Ran all looked completely bewildered.

At least Sharka stayed for two minutes, but this time it wasn't even a minute, just twenty or thirty seconds!

Modo walked out with a grim face and a hint of fear in his eyes. He was on guard, but he didn't expect that he couldn't defend himself at all and was still killed instantly. The gap between the two sides was too big.

Zhang Ran was filled with questions and turned to ask, "What exactly happened?"

"If you're interested, you can give it a try." Wu Hao looked at Sharka's face, which looked like his father had died, and felt a slight joy in his heart, which greatly relieved his broken state of mind.

"Shall I give it a try?"

Zhang Ran's pupils contracted upon hearing this. What did he mean by telling him to try?

He's saying he can't even beat a new student?

Are you kidding me?

He subtly scanned Wu Hao twice, and noticed something strange. This guy seemed unusually quiet today.

He seems very unhappy!

Could it be that he lost to Ning Ze in the previous match?

Upon considering this possibility, Zhang Ran's pupils dilated rapidly.

Just then, the electronic voice echoed again as it inquired.

"Challenge, Ning Zesheng!"

As one Black man after another lost the betting battle, the scene fell completely silent.

None of the five black men spoke. One of them grinned, revealing a set of large white teeth. Before the fight even started, he felt like crying.

The first three are considered strong, but he's the weakest and is destined to lose. He's just giving away 100 billion for nothing!

He never dreamed of it!

If he had known Ning Ze's strength beforehand, he would have been crazy to challenge him!

He walked into the challenge room with a desolate back view, and came out with a mournful face less than a minute later. 100 billion was gone!

"Challenge, Ning Zesheng!"

It was time for the last and strongest black fighter, Tia, to participate in the duel.

In virtual space.

He frowned deeply and asked, "How much force did you exert?"

"2.8," Ning Ze replied calmly.

Black man Tia felt a little relieved. Fortunately, his power level was 3.5, which was an extra layer of power, giving him a significant advantage!

Dressed in all black, Tia, holding a long staff with gold patterns, said, "I'm ready!"

Ning Ze said softly, "I'm ready too."

He was both curious and wary of this black man, as it was his first time fighting a martial artist who used a long staff.

"Challenge, begin!" An electronic voice rang out in the arena.

In an instant, both of them in the virtual space made a move, but Ning Ze rushed forward with a long sword in his hand, while Tia took a step back with a long staff in her hand.

Ning Ze remained expressionless and pointed his longsword at the opponent's head.

Tia cautiously raised his golden-patterned staff, and the sword and staff clashed with a clang. At the same time, he stepped forward instead of retreating, swung the staff half a circle, and the staff head, which was behind him, once again thrust towards Ning Ze.

The previous move was just a test. Ning Ze tightened his grip on the longsword. In this simple test, he discovered that his opponent was very strong, and that the staff technique was well-rounded and combined offense and defense. As soon as one staff came down, another staff came flying at him.

Ning Ze swung his arm, and the light sword in his hand slammed down onto the long staff with a clang. With a flick of his wrist, the sword slashed towards Tia, skimming along the staff.

"bass……"

The friction between the longsword and the long staff produced a continuous, long ringing sound.

Tia's expression changed. No matter how strong he was, he didn't dare to fight Ning Ze head-on. He might be able to lift the longsword, but his moves were definitely not as fast as the longsword. Once Ning Ze got close, it would be very dangerous.

He quickly took a step back and pulled his staff behind him. At the same time, the golden staff spun half a circle again, and the staff head fell from the sky and swung towards Ning Ze.

Ning Ze's lips curled into a smile. Instead of choosing to fight him head-on, he chose to retreat and force him back. It was a wise decision, but the outcome was the same for both sides!

If he can wield a sword to suppress a staff, then he can naturally parry a sword and block a staff!

"clang!"

As expected, the stick struck the sword he had raised. Ning Ze swung his arm, and the longsword and stick once again made a continuous friction sound.

Tia's expression changed drastically. At such close range, he could no longer retreat, and his speed of retreat was naturally slower than his speed of attack.

Unable to use his staff techniques effectively, he had no choice but to retract his staff to block in front of him. Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and a silver-white longsword pierced through the gap between the staff and his arm, pointing directly at his throat.

Tia swallowed hard, looked up, and saw a pair of calm eyes.

"I lost."

He couldn't believe it; it was just a tentative move, and he hadn't even used any of his techniques yet.

Once his opponent got close, he became too fierce, leaving him with no choice but to defend. After a few subtle changes in his moves, his opponent was left with nowhere to block or retreat.

Even if he lost in the end, he thought he could put up a fight, but the truth was that the battle was already over by the time he got into a defensive stance.

How could there be such a big difference?

That's incredible!

Is this a newcomer?

Ning Ze drew his sword, cupped his hands, and said, "You flatter me."

Tia bowed awkwardly, saying, "You flatter me."

"Challenge, Ning Zesheng!"

Upon hearing the notification sound from the virtual space, Ning Ze politely nodded to the black man in front of him and then exited the virtual space.

Actually, he didn't have any issues with people from other countries.

Even in the base city era, there were many black people in the Jiangnan base city. They had shared hardships with their ancestors and fought against the monsters together.

He encountered many Black people in City 003 and could distinguish who was who. Tia never said a bad word about him or showed any hostility, so he was willing to treat people politely.

Step out of the challenge room.

"Ding." A message arrived on the communicator: all the gambling funds collected by the martial arts school had been transferred over, totaling 1000 billion Chinese yuan!

A smile appeared on Ning Ze's lips. He no longer needed to worry about money for a while, so he could focus on his cultivation.

He turned his head away.

"Congratulations, you've earned 500 billion from the battle!" Zhang Ran said gently.

Wu Hao also said in a low voice, "Congratulations."

Only the five Black men looked even darker; they had never lost so badly in their lives, losing even their underwear. Burdened with debt before even graduating, their only option was to join a faction if they couldn't bear it any longer.

"Thanks."

Ning Ze smiled and asked, "Mentor, where do we go now?"

"Since you're from Jiangnan Base City, you should naturally go to Jiangnan Pavilion," Zhang Ran said with a smile, his attitude very enthusiastic.

At this point, how could he not know that this was an unparalleled genius? An unparalleled genius who completely crushed all the students in the elite training camp!

He'd only just arrived, yet Ning Ze already possessed such astonishing combat power; he couldn't even guess where Ning Ze would rank in the first month. But he was likely stronger than Tia! That meant he could at least crack the top twenty!

Zhang Ran's eyes were shining; he thought that Ning Ze might become a big shot in the future, and then he would be set for life.

Now, of course he wants to befriend them!

Only someone with Wu Hao's personality would think of fighting against such a peerless genius, only to get beaten up in the process.

He found it amusing; many of the students' combat power was just as strong as theirs. Being an instructor here required a lot of nerves! You never knew when the students might surpass you!

"Jiangnan Pavilion?" Ning Ze smiled gently; the name sounded familiar and welcoming.

"Let's go, we can talk as we walk." Zhang Ran smiled and gestured ahead, then walked towards the elevator.

This time, Wu Hao didn't follow. He had achieved his goal, and looking at the five silent black men beside him, he felt very pleased.

"I saw that they all had combat power amplification inside, what is that?" Ning Ze asked curiously.

Zhang Ran was quite surprised. He turned to look at Wu Hao, who was still standing at the entrance of the challenge room, and then turned back to ask, "Didn't Wu Hao tell you?"

"No, I went to complete the trial before I even asked. There were some minor problems during the trial later," Ning Ze replied truthfully.

"There's a problem with the trial?" Zhang Ran frowned. "You're here at the training camp to pass the B-stage trial. You were able to defeat Tia, so it should have been very easy for you."

Ning Ze raised an eyebrow and said, "Perhaps I cleared the level too quickly? War God Wu doesn't quite believe in my strength, so he made me continue the challenge and even fought against me."

Zhang Ran understood by now that Wu Hao had been tortured like this.

He asked with great interest, "What is your trial level?"

"3.6, he told me to come out after passing through the third level B stage, and also said that the Inspector General is waiting for me," Ning Ze replied.

"3.6!"

Zhang Ran burst out laughing. "Hahaha, no wonder he challenged you. If I remember correctly, Wu Hao's Trial Tower level is 3.5. Although he seems lazy, he's actually quite competitive. I would have been surprised if he hadn't challenged you. How long did it take you?"

Ning Ze recalled for a moment and said, "About 40 minutes."

"40 minutes?" Zhang Ran nodded, feeling it was quite normal. "You've been testing since this morning? That's not right, the morning is when the students use the training room."

"I went there at noon," Ning Ze replied, explaining, "I fought my way from stage 1B to stage 3B, a total of seven stages, which took me 40 minutes. The waiting time was a bit long, and I wanted to skip it, but my status isn't high enough; I need to become a full member to skip it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ran was struck dumb. He stopped and stared blankly at Ning Ze.

"Are you kidding me?"

He felt he had thought Ning Ze was a genius enough, but he had actually passed seven stages in 40 minutes!

Ning Ze frowned slightly and said quietly, "Wu Zhanshen feels that I cleared the level too quickly."

I also think you've progressed too fast!

Zhang Ran swallowed hard and chuckled awkwardly, "How did you do that?"

Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?

Ning Ze frowned, looking somewhat worried. He had previously discovered that the training camp was a little different from what he had imagined.

He's already concealed his strength. In fact, he's concealed two layers of it, so why don't these people believe him?

(End of this chapter)