Swallowing the Stars: The Wind Sword Master.

Chapter 61 The Curator's Summoning

While Ning Ze was still fighting a bloody battle, a meeting quietly began.

The roundtable meeting was jointly initiated by the five inspectors of the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy.

Virtual space.

Inside a large conference hall, the floor and walls were silver, as was the enormous round table! Only six chairs were pure black, a blackness that seemed capable of swallowing everything. And at this moment, on the six chairs surrounding this silver round table…

At this moment, five inspectors were seated above. Each inspector was a being who surpassed the God of War. There were three Chinese, one white, and one black people. They stood at the pinnacle of the Earth.

The empty main seat is undoubtedly the seat of Hong, the founder of the Extreme Martial Arts School!

Now, because of a new trainee, the five inspectors have put aside all their other duties and are holding a meeting as quickly as possible. Even Hong might be on his way.

"Everyone, let's all share our thoughts. What kind of training should we provide? 'Training' isn't quite the right word, as everyone understands Ning Ze's current situation. Or rather, what kind of reward should we give him?"

Inspector Wang tried to calm himself down, but the shock in his eyes revealed the turmoil in his heart. He had received news from Ning Ze beforehand and was originally planning to pay special attention and hold a meeting after the first ranking. He never expected to be forced to come here in just two days.

silent.

None of the five said anything more, because on their way to the scene after receiving the news, Ning Ze had already passed the fourth level of the Trial Tower, reaching level 5, which was their current level.

Even with racial prejudices and conflicts of interest, they couldn't bring themselves to say anything bad about someone who would be their equal in the next moment. As for rewards... as long as they could keep the person, the reward didn't matter.

Never before has a meeting been so silent.

They don't need to show favoritism or say nice things, they don't need to argue, they don't even need to make decisions...

From the moment this person demonstrates their talent, everyone is forced to agree.

As long as they remain members of the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy, they have only one thought: keep him here! Otherwise, it would be betrayal!

silence!

After an unknown amount of time, they were all looking at the level of the Trial Tower: 5.6, which was the limit for their inspectors.

If they continue to improve, they will have no say, because they have already surpassed them. At the same level, they are not even their match, so how can they be evaluated?

I don't know when.

A dark shadow slowly coalesced on the main seat.

His face was ordinary, he was dressed in a black combat uniform, and his hair was neatly cut short... At first glance, he looked as if he were a long spear about to pierce the sky!

A pleasant smile played on his lips, and his eyes were filled with surprise as he softly called out, "Inspector Wang."

"Master!" Inspector Wang turned around and hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

"Master!"

"Master!" the others greeted respectfully.

"You should stay in the training camp and wait for him to finish clearing the Trial Tower before bringing him to see me!" Without a doubt, the speaker was Hong, the world's strongest.

At this moment, his voice was tinged with excitement.

Even he was impressed by Ning Ze's talent and couldn't wait to meet him.

"Yes," Inspector Wang replied.

Hong nodded slightly, his smile growing even wider. His figure slowly dissipated as he pondered how to persuade the young man to stay. This was not just a matter of the Limit Martial Arts Academy, the most talented person in human history, but a matter of the fate of all humanity!

Such a genius should stay with him to be better nurtured and taught. Martial arts are not only about strength, but also about temperament and character, which are even more important!

Within the virtual space.

The battle was now drawing to a close.

"You have been killed; you have failed the challenge."

Ethereal electronic sounds echoed through the dark forest.

Ning Ze's pupils contracted as he leaned against the tree trunk, still gripping his longsword tightly. However, a bloody claw appeared on his chest, the silvery claw slashing across his back, its pale surface stained with his blood.

Sting!

icy!

Powerless!

Vague!

Is this what death feels like?

In the last second before Ning Ze lost consciousness, he looked at the somewhat dim full moon in the sky, with two ferocious Silver Moon Wolves beside him, but he could only see two hideous wolf heads.

Consciousness quickly vanishes, then returns immediately.

When he reappeared, Ning Ze found himself standing on that silvery-white earth. For the first time, he felt that this color was so empty, and for the first time, he felt that this color was so incongruous. This did not seem to be the world of the living, but the world after death!

From the moment you enter the virtual space, it's been hinting at something, as if no one can pass through these seven trial towers!

"interesting!"

Ning Ze smiled slightly, a feeling of nostalgia that reminded him of the helplessness he felt when fighting his father.

It wasn't like the utter helplessness he felt as a child; it felt like their last battle as father and son.

I feel like I could almost beat him, but I'm just a little short. The difference between me and my father is strength, and the difference between me and the Silver Moon Wolf is numbers.

These guys are too cunning. They don't just rush in to attack all at once. If they did, he could win. But the Silver Moon Wolf uses the 190 high-level beast generals as cover to launch sneak attacks, and keeps launching sneak attacks.

They not only launch sneak attacks, but also protect. Ning Ze has been able to kill Silver Moon Wolves of high-level beast generals many times, but he can only helplessly dodge attacks from low-level lords. The 200 Silver Moon Wolves are like a single entity, making them too difficult to kill.

His combat suit was too weak. The level of the combat suit did not increase with the level of the enemy. The combat suit of about level 6 was no match for the claws of the low-level lord. After enduring several attacks, he not only suffered internal injuries, but his only combat suit was also completely torn to shreds and lost its protective function. This was the main reason for his defeat.

"What a satisfying battle! I definitely made the right choice coming!"

Ning Ze looked up with a smile on his face and noticed that the black reliefs on both sides of the Trial Tower's gate had changed.

Name: Ning Ze

Sex: Male

Identity: Member of the Elite Training Camp

Trial Tower Level: 5.7

"5.7? The rating for this stage is only 0.1. It seems those high-level beast generals have very low scores!"

Ning Ze pondered for a moment. He felt that his thinking was wrong. If he had killed those low-level lords first, he could have lasted longer. Perhaps the monsters would have changed their fighting strategy, but at least the damage caused to him by the high-level beast generals would not have been so terrifying.

"So, my combat power amplitude is 45.6?"

Ning Ze was both amused and exasperated. The training camp really had a magical power; he had only just arrived and he was already brainwashed by this calculation method.

"That means I'll have enough time for trials next month, and I'll also try out the gravity chamber in the next couple of days. So... there's still one most important thing left." Ning Ze narrowed his eyes and looked ahead again, opening the system panel with a thought.

[Host: Ning Ze]

[Level: Intermediate Warrior 22839kg; Mental Master 13125kg]

[Cultivation Skills: Gene Energy Cultivation Method "Five Hearts Towards Heaven"; Guiding Technique "Seven Techniques of Spiritual Wind"; Visualization Method "One Sword Seals the Heavens"]

[Combat Skills: "Swift Strike" Perfect 67805/100000; "Wind Slash" Artistic 21586/1000000]

"As expected, even in such a critical situation, the improvement speed is extremely fast, even within the Trial Tower." Ning Ze smiled, feeling very pleased. He thought to himself, "This time, my movement technique improved by 600 points, and my swordsmanship by a whopping 700 points. This speed is more than 20 times faster than normal training!"

His strength improved, he could attack faster in battle, his thinking speed increased, and the foundation for improvement in cultivation and combat was also much higher. However, the increase in strength during combat was not as great as that during normal cultivation.

"If this were a real battle..."

As soon as the thought popped into his head, Ning Ze quickly shook his head. The Trial Tower is the Trial Tower. In reality, the speed of improvement is fast, and the risk of death is a thousand times or even ten thousand times greater than in normal cultivation. But one only has one life. Unless absolutely necessary, who would want to take this step?

"The increase in strength isn't as dramatic as some claim, but the rate of increase is six or seven times faster than normal. Spirit, energy, and vitality are an integral part of the body, and this kind of combat also stimulates the body."

"quit."

Ning Ze gently raised his head and said something, then his consciousness exited the virtual space. He lay on the sofa and opened his eyes.

"90 hours next month, that's great!"

Ning Ze removed the consciousness-connecting helmet and walked out the door.

Silence.

The hall was packed with people, yet there wasn't a sound.

Everyone's gaze fell on that handsome face, and looking at that not-so-broad-skinned body, they felt as if a mountain had been placed in their hearts, a mountain that could never be crossed!

An amplitude of over 40 is what? That's three times that of a top student! Four times that of an excellent student! Five times that of an average student! Ten times that of a new member! Twenty times that of a new member!

Trial Tower Level 5, that's already the level of an Inspector. The current Inspectors are all beings who surpass the God of War!

As for the power amplitude of 8, not even the Inspector or the Master of the Pavilion has reached it. Thor's power amplitude is 7, and Hong's power amplitude is slightly worse. There is no reward for power amplitude 7, only power amplitude 6.

It was impossible to complete; even Hong, who established the elite training camp, hadn't expected anyone to reach such a level within the camp.

But now it's been achieved, a newcomer has achieved it.

If the above were merely data, then the Trial Tower represents combat power. The difference in actual combat power would be even clearer. The number one player could undoubtedly fight against more than ten members from the bottom thirty at the same time. With the same combat power, one could easily take on ten.

Ning Ze's power amplitude is 45.6, which is almost three times that of the first place. All ten places combined are no match for him. It's terrifying and makes people despair!

All eyes were on Ning Ze. He had felt this way before, but this look was a little strange.

The previous gaze was alright—anger, disdain, expectation, etc.—at least it was looking at someone. But now… it feels very impolite.

After a moment's hesitation, he nodded and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint everyone, we failed to pass the fifth level."

The gazes of the crowd remained unchanged; the fifth and sixth levels made little difference to them.

"Ning Ze, the Master wants to see you!" A lean man appeared and said to the center of the crowd.

Ning Ze breathed a sigh of relief, quickly moved to the person who had spoken, and whispered, "Thank you. Let's go."

Just then, everyone turned around upon hearing the voice, and all the instructors and students immediately greeted him respectfully, "Your Excellency the Inspector."

Ning Ze raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected that those who came to speak were all inspectors. Was this an existence that surpassed even the God of War?

"Your Excellency the Inspector," he called out respectfully, then looked him over again. He appeared to be an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, but a closer look revealed a heavy aura. His eyes were exceptionally bright, and an invisible spirit surged within them.

The eyes are the windows to the soul; strength can be hidden, but the eyes will reveal it! It's fine if you don't see this kind of person on the street, but once you notice them, you'll be completely captivated by their eyes!

Inspector Wang was also sizing up Ning Ze. He had previously learned that the man in the photo was a very handsome young man, and after seeing him in person, he felt a sense of lightness and agility, like the wind.

Sure enough, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names; the name "Wind Killing Sword" is quite fitting.

"Let's go, the Master has been waiting for you."

Ning Ze nodded slightly and followed.

Walking into a pavilion in the center of the training camp, the building here looks more rustic. Unlike other residences, which are built with modern methods for the main structure and the outer wood is just for decoration, this place is entirely built with mahogany with gold threads, giving it a unique sense of vicissitude and age.

Upon arriving at a side room on the second floor, Inspector Wang stood outside the door and said, "Master, Ning Ze has arrived."

"Let him in."

The voice was strong and clear, but it was obvious that the speaker was trying to soften it, with a slight upward inflection, indicating that he was in a good mood.

"Walk."

With a soft greeting, Inspector Wang pushed open the door and went inside.

Ning Ze followed behind, and the moment the door opened, his foot, which he had just lifted, stopped in mid-air. He stared straight ahead, his pupils constricted to pinpoints, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

The reason for this physical reaction was that he felt his life was being oppressed and strongly threatened, and his heart was trembling uncontrollably.

A door.

Two completely different worlds.

The world looks different when Ning Ze can't see him.

The moment the door was opened, the entire room entered a special realm, with an omnipresent spirit enveloping the entire space.

The room was changed because of him.

It's as if the gods created another dimension!

Even the values ​​on the system panel were increasing rapidly, like a spinning counter, and even the numbers were becoming blurry. All his proficiency levels in the system were increasing at a rapid pace.

Ning Ze wanted to escape, and his subconscious mind was rapidly searching for a way to get away.

He seemed unable to control his body. He could control his thoughts, but not his subconscious. Now, all his physical attributes were improving rapidly, which meant that he was under immense pressure!

This was the first time he had ever felt this way; it was as if a dinosaur was looking down at ants—a vast difference in the level of life, from physical to mental, the unnatural aura emanating from it was terrifying. It also affected his activities to some extent.

If I had to describe it, perhaps "deity" would be a more appropriate word.

But he was just an ordinary person.

Hong grinned slightly, the corners of his mouth seemingly curling up, a sense of curiosity welling up within him.

"What did this little guy sense? Other students are afraid of me, but not to this extent. Did he sense my strength? He can even sense this? Truly an enviable talent."

Hong tried his best to calm himself down, and the room gradually returned to normal. He said gently, "Come in."

Ning Ze recovered and walked to Inspector Wang's side, bowed respectfully, and said, "Master Wang." As he spoke, he carefully examined him.

The man in black sat cross-legged on a futon behind the incense table. Even sitting, he was taller than the average person. His short hair exuded a resolute air, and his black combat uniform made him appear very tall and imposing.

A fervent glint flashed in Ning Ze's eyes. Is this Hong?

The world's strongest!

Master of the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy!

An existence surpassing even the God of War!

This powerful figure's contributions are evident from elementary school textbooks to high school textbooks, impacting all aspects of the base city.

He is known to everyone.

Now that he is watching Hong up close and experiencing his power firsthand, how could Ning Ze not be excited?

Is he now able to converse with the world's strongest person?

(End of this chapter)