Swallowing the Stars: The Wind Sword Master.

Chapter 63 Using Dragon Blood

"No..." Manager Dong was somewhat dumbfounded, and retorted, "He only went on the fourth day!"

Dongfang Haoran nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes! It's the fourth day!"

Those who become number one will all be amazing people in the future. Those who become number one in just four days are practically on their way to heaven!

"His power level is 8, and his Trial Tower level is 5.7. Once he graduates from the training camp, he'll be an Inspector!"

"Power level 8?" Manager Dong was stunned, and lost his composure in the next second.

"ha!"

"Ha ha!"

The manager's face was half beaming with ecstatic joy, while the other half was crying with utter frustration and speechless despair. "I've been fooled again! I always thought he had mastered the third level of 'Wind Slash'..."

It felt so familiar, and even though I was overjoyed, I just couldn't feel truly happy. I felt like I was holding my breath.

So sad!

This father and son are really good at hiding their abilities!

If he had been told a month earlier, he would have had some time to process things. Now, he doesn't even know what expression to wear.

Inspector!

His superior is the president, the president's superior is the inspector, and the inspector's superior is the patrol officer...

After that, he was invincible!

The background inside the Ultimate Martial Arts Hall is absolutely stunning!

I owe this person a huge debt of gratitude for their recommendations and have helped them several times. Each time, the returns have been a hundred million times greater!

This feeling...

Manager Dongfang felt the tea wasn't as good anymore, so he looked up and said, "Come find me, let's have a drink, you two brothers."

"Tea? I'm not going." Dongfang Haoran's eyes darted away slightly; he was off to brag. Going for tea would only delay things.

"Drink! You come and drink!" Manager Dong said irritably.

"Drinking? Sure!"

After hanging up the phone, the shock in Manager Dong's eyes remained undiminished. He needed to ask about this matter carefully, then find something to do to calm his nerves, and finally vent his emotions.

"That's strange, why didn't anyone notify me?"

He was unaware that the group of people in the training camp were devastated and shocked, and no one remembered him. He couldn't rely on Wu Hao, who was currently bragging, "I fought Ning Ze!" But no one knew that he had been instantly killed by a single sword strike.

The black men, including Tia, were also very pleased. 100 billion for a chance to fight was worth it! This is their resume!

Are there still any trainees who dare to challenge Ning Ze?

There are only five of them!

If you mention "I've fought Ning Ze" when you contact the organization in the future, your treatment will be doubled.

Xu family.

Xu Gang was as happy as a child. He picked up his younger sister, Xu Xin, and started spinning her around, shouting, "Our family is rich! Our family is rich!" He looked like a complete idiot.

Xu Xin looked helpless but couldn't break free. She could only glare at Xu Gang with a slight smile on her lips. She wasn't naive. As the eldest daughter of the Xu family, she knew what being number one in the elite training camp meant! The Great Cataclysm had only been going on for a few decades, and when it came to being number one, there were only a dozen or so such individuals who hadn't died.

To reach the top spot in just four days is simply unimaginable.

Given Xu Gang's previous sycophantic attitude, he would have fed anything related to Ning Ze's family, even if it was just a mosquito!

As expected, they've secured a powerful backer, and the reward is that their family will be worry-free for at least several hundred years to come!

The God of War has a long lifespan, and those who surpass the God of War have an even longer one.

She's not very talented, so she'll probably only live to be a little over a hundred years old, at which point she won't need to arrange any more marriages.

At this moment, she was free!

A figure appeared in Xu Xin's eyes. He held a battle knife and looked calm. "Thank you, Ning Ze," she said with a bright smile, cheering with Xu Gang as if she had returned to her childhood.

……

Elite training camp.

The main entrance.

Ning Ze sat quietly on the ground, gazing up at the black dragon stone sculpture as he cultivated.

Not far away, everyone who passed by stopped to watch, their eyes filled with extremely complex emotions.

This day was very similar to the day Ning Ze first arrived.

Back then, no one in the training camp knew him, so they were disdainful, sarcastic, scornful, annoyed, and angry. Now, all that's left is to look up to him.

Graduation is their final destination, Inspector!

Several other students sat behind Ning Ze, gazing up at the black dragon's eyes, but they couldn't discern anything.

The legend spread, and countless years later, it even became a tradition: any genius who had just joined the training camp would sit quietly in front of the black dragon statue for a whole night...

Suddenly.

The wind rises!

A gentle breeze swept past Ning Ze, suddenly blowing the stray hairs on his forehead and the hem of his training uniform.

"This is!"

A handsome Chinese student noticed the situation and turned around, looking around with a confused expression. The air was calm in the distance, except for a few gentle breezes around Ning Ze.

After pondering for a few seconds without success, the student gave a wry smile. Well, Ning Ze has always been a genius they can't understand.

Half an hour had passed when, with a screech of brakes, Ning Ze stood up abruptly. His cultivation had not completely stopped; a gentle breeze was still blowing around him.

Ning Ze smiled with satisfaction. He had gained more insights after meeting Hong.

Watching the large truck slowly approach, Ning Ze pondered for a moment, "This should be it. Usually, the training camp's trucks don't come through the main gate."

"Hello! Ning Ze, please get in the truck!" A kind-looking middle-aged man said politely as the back of the truck opened.

"it is good."

Ning Ze nodded slightly and walked over. It was his first time receiving a reward, so he wasn't quite sure about the process.

Upon entering, he discovered that the person inside the carriage was not just him; there was also a Black man and a White man.

Just as he was about to get into the car, a beam of blue light suddenly shone on his face. "Ding, identity verification successful, Ning Ze student, hello."

After Ning Ze boarded the vehicle, he looked around. The interior was very luxurious, with many items such as briefcases, weapons, and combat uniforms.

At this time-

The same blue light shone on the combination lock box.

"Reward items confirmed, correct." An electronic voice announced, "Student Ning Ze, please accept your reward items."

Ning Ze stepped forward.

The kind-looking middle-aged man picked up the briefcase and held it directly in front of Ning Ze.

"Ningze, is there dragon blood inside?" His eyes gleamed as he said this.

Ning Ze smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps, or maybe it's a secret manual I bought."

Carrying the briefcase, Ning Ze walked back to Jiangnan Pavilion.

At this moment, Zhao Ruo was leaning on the second-floor railing of her house, staring blankly down. When she saw Ning Ze's figure, she became longing, her face clearly showing that she wanted to speak. But he seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

"Senior sister, what are you doing?" Ning Ze asked, finding it amusing.

Zhao Ruo suddenly came to life, flipped over the railing, hopped a couple of times, and arrived in front of Ning Ze. Without saying a word, she pounced on him, shouting, "Junior brother! You're amazing!"

Ning Ze reluctantly opened the safe, raised his hands to hold Zhao Ruo's shoulders. As a married man, and given his family background, he was a very traditional person. Apart from his wife, he didn't want to make any intimate moves with other women.

Of course, it's also possible that Li Wan left such a deep impression on him that he knew from a young age that it was wrong.

"Senior sister, don't get so agitated. Didn't you already know I was strong?"

"How can this be the same?" Zhao Ruo was very agitated, but after seeing his briefcase, she swallowed her words. "You go ahead and do your work. I'll talk to you when you're done."

As she said this, her eyes were filled with envy. Without being asked, she knew what was inside: combat suits, secret manuals, dragon blood, the Black God Set—all treasures!

If she wants it, she'll have to spend a fortune!

"Okay. My training this time might take a little longer."

Ning Ze smiled and nodded, then turned and walked into the villa, entering the underground secret room.

This is a secluded retreat area that guarantees absolute tranquility. No sound can travel from inside to the outside, and no sound can travel from the outside to inside.

Ning Ze casually turned on the light, illuminating the basement.

He was already very familiar with this type of safe. He placed his finger on the information verification area, scanned his fingerprint, and with a "click," the safe opened.

On top was his combat uniform, which was in a transparent bag and was brand new and somewhat reflective.

To his left was a long box. Opening the wooden box revealed a light, silvery-white longsword, the same style as the one he was currently holding, but heavier and more durable, designed to withstand damage from battles against king-level monsters.

At the bottom are three bronze wooden boxes, two of which are larger and the other is smaller.

He was very familiar with the manuals, and the other one should be that "Black God Set," so he picked up the small wooden box.

Upon opening, inside was a test tube secured with medical sponge and sealed with a stopper. The test tube contained golden blood, which occupied more than one-third of its volume.

"Is this dragon blood?" Ning Ze gently picked it up and looked at it under the light. The golden blood became even brighter, and it seemed as if there were many starlight twinkling in it, making it look very beautiful.

"800 billion, that saves me a lot of time hunting. I should improve a lot, right?"

Ning Ze wasn't quite sure how much this external force could improve him. His own talent wasn't particularly outstanding.

Pick up the instruction manual.

"Simply apply the dragon's blood to your body; you don't need to cover your entire body, just a specific spot. ... The dragon's blood will naturally seep in and cover your entire body. Remember, under no circumstances should you drink it."

"The effects of dragon blood are generally doubled, but the description is somewhat vague, so the effects obviously vary from person to person."

"My current strength is 23557 kg. Even if it doubles, I still won't reach the bottom line of the God of War." Ning Ze paused for a moment, then said, "Forget about it, let's just try and see."

Ning Ze put the test tube away and then took off all his clothes. Since he was going to apply it, he wanted to apply it to a larger area so that it would be absorbed faster.

He lay flat on the ground, holding the test tube containing dragon blood in his left hand, and gently pulled out the stopper.

Suddenly, a peculiar smell filled the underground chamber. Just smelling this smell and inhaling it made Ning Ze feel a tingling sensation throughout his body, as if he were cultivating genetic energy.

Ning Ze tilted the test tube slightly and poured the dragon blood onto his chest. He smeared some on his chest and felt that the dragon blood was quite viscous and had strong adhesion, so he didn't have to worry about wasting it.

It flowed slowly again, and this time he applied it to his stomach. By this time, there wasn't much left in the test tube, so he simply poured it all out and applied it to his chest.

Ning Ze bent down and saw that his chest was now gleaming with gold. "The application is very even. Is it ready now?"

"Um……"

"It feels a little hot, about the same temperature as soaking in a hot spring, but it's not as painful as the instructions say."

Ning Ze quietly looked at the system panel, where the numbers had begun to jump.

Intermediate Warrior 22939kg...

Intermediate Warrior 23015kg...

Intermediate Warrior 23028kg...

At first, the increase was only 1 kg per second, and then the speed gradually increased.

At the same time, Ning Ze felt a surge of heat appear out of nowhere. It circled around his chest and then split into several streams, or rather, several streams appeared and dispersed to various parts of his body: shoulders, thighs, neck, palms, calves, buttocks, head, lower back, and feet.

Gradually, it started to heat up.

There was also a tingling sensation inside my body.

"Is that all?"

Ning Ze wasn't entirely sure; the instruction manual said it was very painful.

The temperature continued to rise, and the itching sensation intensified.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a soft sound, or perhaps it was just his imagination, but it felt as if something inside him had broken.

Immediately following was a sharp pain, like a needle pricking his finger. Ning Ze's pupils dilated abruptly, and a bad feeling rose in his heart. "It's here!"

One time... ten times... a hundred times... wave after wave, the stinging pain swept over him relentlessly, forming a continuous mass. In that instant, he felt even breathing became filled with stinging pain.

The temperature was still rising, and he no longer knew how high it had gotten. He only felt as if his body was melting and his genes were collapsing.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

His heart was pounding like a drum, and with each beat, his body convulsed.

"hiss!"

Endless suffering!

Ning Ze couldn't help but make a sound. He thought he was tough enough, but he still couldn't withstand the pain. He felt extremely hot, as if his whole body was being roasted, but his face was very pale, as if he were frozen.

The muscles twitched and spasmed under extremely high temperatures, each tendon twisting, turning, and tearing.

Ning Ze unconsciously rolled over, his muscles completely controlling his body. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fiercely ahead.

The body undergoes a frenzied transformation under these conditions; impurities in the cells are removed, and the core substances within the cells change.

Every single second, his body was undergoing earth-shattering and astonishing changes, from his skin to his muscles, from his muscles to his bones, from his internal organs to his eyes, nerve cells, and brain...

Physical fitness is improving dramatically!

The system values ​​are being refreshed rapidly.

Advanced warrior 32939kg...

Advanced warrior 41015kg...

Low-level War God 52028kg...

"what!"

Ning Ze let out a low roar with all his might, his eyes bloodshot, and he turned to look at the ground, his body still convulsing.

He finally understood: the more pain one experiences, the faster one's power will increase.

"Come!"

Ning Ze's eyes were bloodshot. He roared and used his willpower to flip his body over and lie flat on the ground. Then he forced himself into a meditative state. Even though he felt like he was being roasted, he still insisted on spreading his hands with his palms facing up.

At this moment, cosmic energy was summoned and rushed into his body at a speed far exceeding any other time.

At this moment, he felt a completely new kind of pain: ice!

cold!

cold!

As if frozen in ice, the originally warm cosmic energy became extremely cold!

The void, like the universe itself, produced a combined reaction within his body from cosmic energy below -273°C.

One is cold, and the other is hot.

He looked like he was frozen solid, then burned and melted back together.

The torment was doubled, and Ning Ze cursed inwardly without any composure, but he was determined to fight against this feeling!

That handsome face contorted into a grimace, his eyes filled with stubbornness, as if determined to fight the pain to the bitter end! But under this pain, his will and spirit were tempered like never before, and his eyes gradually dimmed, losing their luster...

(End of this chapter)