Swallowing the Stars: The Wind Sword Master.

Chapter 73 The Secret to Powerful Defense

"puff!"

Two figures, one in black and one in blue, burst out of the water.

In mid-air, Ning Ze took a long breath, feeling the relief of breathing air again.

He had previously found a monster to take his place in order to hold his breath as long as possible, and he was prepared to hold his breath for a long time until he escaped the laser cannon's attack range. He never expected that Master Hong would come in person.

Looking at the still dazzling sunlight in the sky, his heart was at peace like never before. So close, so close! He would have died, but he survived, and that was enough!

Seeing him so engrossed in his thoughts, Hong sighed inwardly. Hatred, selfishness, greed, ruthlessness... these are the inherent flaws of human beings, or rather, all life.

"I didn't expect you to pull through. How are your injuries now?"

Ning Ze snapped out of his daze and smiled brightly, saying, "It's nothing serious, a little treatment will do the trick."

He was laughing happily, and he should be laughing happily. Isn't surviving a happy thing?

He was certainly angry, but that anger was enough for killing; he didn't want to let it affect his current joyful mood.

"How did you manage to block the laser cannon attack? You..." Hong asked but didn't continue, because Ning Ze's physical condition was simply not enough to withstand it. Even a King-level monster couldn't withstand it, and the Black God Set was still a bit lacking, since Ning Ze's physical condition was only that of a mid-level War God.

The anger in Ning Ze's eyes flashed and disappeared in an instant. He really didn't expect that someone would attack him with a laser cannon. Even when he encountered a king-level monster, he could struggle for a while and hold on until he was rescued.

But the laser cannon... was too fast! If it weren't for the life warning and his trust in his instincts, he probably wouldn't have had time to defend himself before he died.

Initially, the Black God Suit did not provide head protection. Light travels at extreme speeds, and he would die instantly if attacked!

"I have to thank the Black God Suit for this. After all, while the laser cannon is powerful, it can't be completely destroyed; it can absorb some of the energy impact and heat. Perhaps I should also thank Teacher Jiang Fang; if she hadn't attacked me so many times, I wouldn't have tried to defend myself with my strength!"

"Defend using force!"

Hong's eyes shone brightly. The genius who had just learned to exert force was confused and could only use his hands to exert force before entering the elite training camp. His speed did not improve at all. However, after entering the extreme training camp, the teachers would teach them how to use their legs to exert force and improve their speed.

Strength, defense, and speed—there are ways to utilize both strength and speed, because it's essentially the same way of generating force, only the hands are replaced by the legs, and the attack is replaced by running.

But how do we conduct a passive defense?

Hong had thought about it, but hadn't figured it out. Now, Ning Ze had actually created a way to generate force for defense?

"Yes, I call it 'Whirlwind Force'!" Ning Ze said confidently. "This is what I came up with after being beaten countless times. By focusing my power on defense, I can no longer fear the enemy's attacks."

We can't just think about immediate improvement. Being beaten can indeed suppress his life potential and quickly improve his strength.

However, the eruption of this life potential also signifies danger!

The faster you advance, the closer you are to death!

Be mindful of potential dangers even in times of peace. Focusing solely on increasing one's strength will only make one more vulnerable. Identifying and overcoming one's weaknesses is the key to longevity.

"Whirlwind Force! Excellent!" Hong's face was full of smiles; he was very satisfied with Ning Ze!

The training camp had no method for generating power for defense, so naturally no teacher taught how to generate power for defense. But a genius like Ning Ze was able to come up with and create a method for generating power for defense on his own. He truly deserves to be called the most powerful genius in Earth's history.

Ning Ze nodded slightly and continued, "The Black God Set can weaken attacks by 10 times, but the area I was attacked over was too large, so it can only weaken them by 2 times. I can now exert 9 times the power, and when combined with the Black God Set, it can weaken attacks by 18 times. Although this attack is comparable to that of a King-level monster, I can still withstand it."

Hong nodded; he knew about Ning Ze's breakthrough. His power level was 9, meaning his own strength plus the eight strands of energy totaled nine levels—a level even higher than that of the founder of the "Wind Slash."

He was very knowledgeable about battles. The God of War's defense was already strong. If it were ten times stronger, its defense would be even stronger than that of a planetary-level expert whose strength was increased tenfold. It was normal for a king-level monster to be seriously injured, but Ning Ze would only be slightly injured!

This technique for generating power is terrifying, but Hong isn't in a hurry. According to Ning Ze's habit, any techniques he reveals will be put up for public sale at the martial arts school, and Hong will be able to buy them then. This little guy really likes to hide his strength.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the training camp first. The others will be rescued by the base city's people. Other inspectors are already on their way, so don't worry about them."

Ning Ze smiled faintly, "Master, I've also brought a genius with me this time."

He didn't leave the plane to protect those people; in a life-or-death situation, who cares about those things? What he was thinking about was how to survive.

Unfortunately, the passenger plane was made of only a thin layer of crocodile alloy, which was not enough to provide any defense, so it could only enter the sea.

"A genius? A psychic? I saw him when I came over. Let's stop here on our way."

Hong also thought of Luo Feng, who had been hovering in the air at a loss, but after Hong went over, the young man behaved quite well and remained calm.

"There's something going on with him. He didn't enter the training camp as a mentalist, but rather at the third level of the Ninefold Thunder Blade," Ning Ze said with a shrug. He figured if he wanted to keep things to himself, so be it. He'd also concealed his power before.

"Something came up?" Hong chuckled. "Then he can't hide it anymore. He flew off the passenger plane with you earlier, and everyone inside saw it. After the two laser cannon attacks, he was still looking at the sea from the sky."

The Primordial Fighter hovered in front of the two men, and Hong and Ningze flew into the fighter one after the other.

"I'm the one who got caught in the crossfire; it's a miracle I didn't scare anyone."

Ning Ze felt somewhat helpless. It was good that Luo Feng didn't blame him for what happened. He had no reason to blame others. He was lucky that he wasn't attacked like him.

Swish!

Although the acceleration of the Primordial Fighter cannot match that of Hong, its top speed is much faster. In just a few seconds, the fighter hovered next to Luo Feng.

The hatch opened.

Ning Ze waved his hand towards the outside and laughed, "Let's go, this time we have a private jet, the Master's Primordial Warplane. This time, even ten laser cannons won't be a problem."

Luo Feng's face lit up with joy. "Brother Ning, are you alright?" He then flew in somewhat reservedly and respectfully greeted, "Master."

Hong nodded slightly and added, "Good talent, cultivate diligently." Turning his head, he ordered, "Return to headquarters."

"Luckily, I'm not dead." Ning Ze's mindset returned to normal, and he was even in the mood to joke.

What's past is past. What doesn't kill him will only make him stronger. Those two shots increased his weight by 20000 kg, equivalent to half a month of training! His strength has exceeded 20 kg. In just over a month, he will be a high-level war god!

Even laser cannons can't kill him now, so the Wang family will never be able to kill him. He just needs to keep getting stronger and wait for the moment of revenge! To draw the sword in his heart!

"On my way here, I detected traces of an explosion on an island. The martial arts school will be going to investigate in a bit. But since you dared to attack, you probably won't leave any openings. If you want revenge, you can take it yourself later!"

Hong's tone was very calm. At his level, he certainly didn't need to care about what others did, but he had to consider the consequences. A murder without evidence could affect the spirit, beliefs, mentality, and social atmosphere of all humanity, so he had to be cautious. He was more inclined to use the Wang family as a whetstone for Ning Ze.

"I'll handle my own affairs. I don't think it'll take long." Ning Ze smiled calmly. If there were enemies, he only needed to draw his sword. After a moment's thought, he hesitated and said, "However, could I apply for a War God to protect my family at headquarters?" Sending a War God from headquarters would make anyone who dared to make a move think twice. This was much more reliable than hiring a War God for free.

"Sure, you can go back and post the task. I'm sure many mentors will accept it."

Hong chuckled. With Ning Ze's current authority, the only difference between issuing tasks and normal tasks is the source of the reward. One is paid by headquarters with a certain contribution level, and the other is paid by Ning Ze.

Presumably, those war gods at headquarters would be eager for money when they accepted this mission. Protecting Ning Ze's family—is there anything better to cultivate connections with?

Throughout the journey, Luo Feng stood quietly without saying much, and for the first time, he felt Ning Ze's status.

To be able to chat and laugh with Master Hong, the world's strongest man, or rather, to communicate with him in a humble yet respectful manner, requires more than just one's own mental fortitude. There must be two people involved in such a conversation. Would Master Hong treat others like this?

To glimpse even a small part of its potential reveals the astonishing extent of its talent. It survived even the most powerful human weapon! What kind of strength does that represent?

The gap between the two had unknowingly widened to such an extent! He had once thought he could catch up with Ning Ze as a martial artist, but now he had even been left behind as a mentalist! Luo Feng clenched his fists tightly; now he could only double his training, and train even more!

The Primordial Fighter hovered above the training camp.

"Alright, you two can go back to the training camp," Hong said softly.

"Thank you, Master."

"Thank you, Master."

After thanking them, Ning Ze and Luo Feng jumped off the Primordial Warplane, which was about a hundred meters high.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the test. Don't worry about your luggage, they'll deliver it today," Ning Ze said, walking ahead.

Luo Feng nodded and followed behind.

"By the way, your mentalist skills have been exposed." Ning Ze's sudden remark made Luo Feng's expression change drastically. He thought of the incident involving jumping out of the passenger plane. "But don't worry, Mingyue Community is very safe. It will be even safer after I arrange for the God of War to go there."

"I know about your family situation. I suppose it shouldn't be a big deal for your aunt, uncle, and brother to stay at home for a year. It'll just cost a little more money for groceries. I'll graduate in a year, and then no one will dare to cause trouble."

"Thank you," Luo Feng said solemnly.

Ning Ze smiled and waved his hand, "You can focus on your cultivation, and I'll focus on mine too."

Upon entering the training camp, Luo Feng was immediately stunned, for he saw the black dragon.

Ning Ze certainly wouldn't have that kind of perverse sense of humor, because he felt the statue was fantastic! It could even assist in cultivation now, but he had given up on basic cultivation, which was too slow; it was better to think about new sword techniques for a while.

"This is the eye of a King-level monster. The ranking is on it. Once you pass the test, your name will appear on it."

Luo Feng nodded seriously. He saw Ning Ze's name at the head of the dragon: NO.1 Ning Ze (561113).

He wasn't surprised at all by this ranking. Even though he didn't know much about the training camp, if Ning Ze's record of withstanding laser cannons, strength, and talent couldn't rank him first, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could.

"Rankings are important..." Ning Ze explained the rules of the training camp. Upon arriving at the Nine-Story Building, he saw three black people and two white people. They did not celebrate the New Year, so naturally they would not take a holiday at this time.

"Ningze!"

All the trainees greeted him, their attitude showing a degree of respect. A goal that cannot be reached can only be admired from afar.

"He's a new member of the training camp, Luo Feng. I'll take him to get tested now," Ning Ze introduced with a smile.

"Hello everyone," Luo Feng greeted politely.

The training camp members' attitude was somewhat stiff.

Ning Ze didn't stop. After entering the elevator, he laughed, "These students are the biggest source of income. Many of them have joined some organization, and their annual funding is considerable. When I first arrived, five people from the gambling world gave me 50 billion."

Luo Feng was utterly astonished. "500 billion? Just for one battle?"

"If you win, you get the prize; if you lose, you give it to them. If you're interested, you can play with them," Ning Ze said casually.

Luo Feng's expression was somewhat silent. He felt that this matter was not as easy as Ning Ze had made it out to be.

The two arrived at the Trial Tower, just as someone was undergoing a trial. Ning Ze quickly called out to them, "Hey, what's your name...?" He paused slightly, realizing he didn't seem to know the person's name...

The white man who was stopped blushed slightly, but still answered truthfully, "My name is Carl Magellan."

"Excuse me, I'd like to switch your usage time at the Trial Tower. After he finishes testing, you can continue using it, and you can also do an hour of trials at this time tomorrow. Consider it my way of repaying you." Ning Ze said apologetically, but he didn't seem embarrassed at all.

The morning and afternoon are the times when trainees use the trial tower, and the tests are usually held for two hours at noon.

"Okay." Karl naturally agreed. He didn't have to befriend Ning Ze, but he absolutely couldn't afford to offend him. Besides, he had no losses and even gained some trial tower usage time.

Ning Ze smiled slightly, "Thank you." He led Luo Feng into the trial room, and after explaining things to him in the virtual space, they saw the information on both sides of the trial tower.

Name: Ning Ze

Sex: Male

Identity: Elite Training Camp Student

Trial Tower Level: 6.8

Name: Luo Feng

Sex: Male

Identity: Elite Training Camp Prospective Student

Trial Tower Level: 1

"Go in. The first level, stage A, is very simple. There are only 50 bulls with the same physical attributes as you. Even if you can't use your legs to generate power and aren't fast, you can still kill one bull with a single strike and finish it quickly," Ning Ze said nonchalantly.

He entered this place to hone his skills. If he used his power defense, he could have gone even higher, but dying repeatedly doesn't count as honing his skills. So he never made it past the sixth level, stage A of the Trial Tower. His actual strength improved a lot, but his combat power fluctuation didn't increase much.

Luo Feng's pupils contracted; he felt that this "simple" situation was probably not so simple for him! 50 beast generals!

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng went inside. When he came out, his expression was somewhat silent, because more than twenty minutes had passed, and this simple matter was indeed not for him.

"Brother Ning, what's your combat power fluctuation range?"

Ning Ze mentally calculated: "Power exertion level 9, Trial Tower level 6.8, combat power amplitude 61.2. The seventh floor is very difficult. I estimate that I will spend a long time honing my skills on the sixth floor."

Luo Feng remained silent. He wasn't completely ignorant; a power amplitude of 9 meant nine times the force exerted. He had just tested his own power exertion level and found it to be 2.8.

Even the ninth level of his Ninefold Thunder Blade technique wasn't this powerful, and that Trial Tower was nothing like Ning Ze's claim—it was far from easy to conquer!

"Let's go, I'll take you to register for your official employment and then arrange your accommodation. However, there are no rooms available at Jiangnan Pavilion, so you can only stay next door. But it's okay, the surrounding buildings are similar in style, so you should like it."

"Brother Ning, I don't care about those things, I'm fine with living anywhere."

"Okay, call 'exit' and let's go out."

(End of this chapter)