Devouring the starry sky starts with a sword

Chapter 8 I want it!
Zhou Ning?

Zhuge Tao's eyes suddenly became sharp, but the next moment he returned to calm: "He is a good seed, but you should know his identity, right? Do you want it?"

Wang Heng was taken aback, and shook his head: "Forget it, his mother fell out with the Zhou family, offending the Zhou family for a good seedling? It's not worth it!"

He cultivated geniuses, firstly for the performance appraisal of the martial arts school, and secondly for accumulating contacts.

After a few years or more than ten years, these geniuses will often have many warrior-level connections, and a group of warrior-level connections is extraordinary.

but.

The weight of the Zhou family is much more important than that of a general.

The actual combat assessment of warriors starts at 06:30 in the afternoon and ends at 06:30 in the morning of the next day.

The location is a small town on the edge of a wilderness area, where the military has placed a large number of low-level beast-level monsters.

In winter, it gets dark quickly and night falls gradually.

"Enter the town!"

Thousands of quasi-warriors lined up to enter this dilapidated and deserted town. There were also a large number of searchlights on the edge of the town, and bright beams of light shone in.

"Slaying monsters, cutting off the monster's left ear, the usual experience, usually get three ears, you can pass the test!"

"Three ears? Hmph, be careful not to kill even one monster, and be eaten by the monster instead." Some warriors talked with each other on the way to disperse.

"Hide, hide in the house first, and then look for prey!" Many warriors quickly entered the house, or proceeded carefully along the street.

More than 1000 quasi-warriors, like water entering the sea, melted into the entire town in a blink of an eye, and there were not many traces to be seen.

Zhou Ning turned into a street, carrying a long and narrow saber, walking like a walk.

Abandoned streets, abandoned cars in all directions, dilapidated houses on both sides have been entangled with vines and weeds, and monsters neighing one after another nearby.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

"Damn it, are you crazy? Dare to walk in the middle of the street?" In a nearby deserted two-story building, a thin young man stared through a gap in the window.

The streets are smooth, the air flows quickly, monsters can easily smell human breath, and the streets are straight, so monsters can see both ends at a glance.

Hehe~
Roar!
Within half a minute, two iron-haired wild boars and a tiger mastiff appeared from different directions nearby, approaching Zhou Ning at the same time, and rushed towards him quickly.

"The three-headed monster is terrible, don't pay attention to me later!" The skinny young man in the two-story building was about to shrink back with his scalp numb.

laugh!
In the middle of the street, a practice-like knife light suddenly lit up, and the sound of the blade cutting flesh and blood formed a line.

Puff.
In the round eyes of the thin young man, the three monsters flew out almost at the same time, they couldn't even make a roar, they could only thrash about dying on the ground.

Large swaths of blood sprayed out from their throats.

"Fuck!!!"

"Fuck!!!"

In a large building, in one of the rooms, a large number of screens are lined up on the walls. Each screen shows a scene in a certain place in the town. Many invigilators are examining the screens in front of them.

An exclamation broke the silence in the room.

"Look!" The short-haired young man who exclaimed, played back the video just now: "What's going on here? One stab? Two stabs?"

Five or six people gathered around, and one of the officers pointed and said, "Slow down."

He also slowed down the speed by four times, and everyone still felt dazzled by the flash of the knife at that moment: "Can't read the newspaper clearly?"

Soon, this short video was uploaded to the two major martial arts halls and the military.

"Zhuge!" Wang Heng, the supervisor of Thunder Martial Arts, widened his eyes: "You can really hide!"

Zhou Ning's sword technique this week is more than good!
Killing three monsters at the same time with one knife, whether it is strength, aim, angle, or judgment of eyesight, they are all extremely sharp!

Nothing fancy.

"Specialization, definitely the level of specialization!"

Sword skills are divided into basic level, professional level, perfect level, and artistic conception level.

Specialization level is a realm that even many generals can't reach.

"I want it!"

Wang Heng stood up suddenly: "A quasi-warrior, who has not been tempered in the wilderness area, and has not seen blood, can reach the professional level of swordsmanship! Many elementary and intermediate warriors do not have this level."

"With his talent, he will spend more time in the future. Within ten years, he will definitely have no problem becoming a high-level warrior!"

"Even God of War has a great hope to achieve it."

The contacts of an elementary and middle general are not worth offending the Zhou family, but a high-level general is considered a giant among warriors, and Zhou Ning has a great hope of becoming the God of War.

This deal is worth it.

He also beheaded five monsters at will, gathered eight left ears, and ensured that he could pass the examination.

Zhou Ning turned into a quiet and remote small building and rested in one of the rooms.

"too weak."

Zhou Ning shook his head. It has been 17 years since he was reincarnated, and he has only seen blood for the first time, but the monsters in the actual combat assessment are all low-level beast soldiers, and he is not even good enough to warm him up.

call.

He lay on the ground halfway, with his hands and legs propped up, his whole body relaxed, his breathing was extremely long, and he could even feel the flow of blood. Countless cells were dormant and deep asleep, like bugs and grass roots in the ground.

Quiet, deep, but lurking infinite vitality.

Hurrah, rumble.
With a thought in Zhou Ning's mind, the bones, muscles, and internal organs in his body vibrated strangely. This vibration was like spring thunder in the waking season, awakening the infinite vitality of the earth. Countless cells suddenly woke up, and the speed of absorbing energy skyrocketed.

The shock did not go away, and the shock revived again, and the strengthening speed of the muscles and bones increased again!

Thunder pole two days!

The method of multiple exertion is not only used for combat, but also for cultivation. The higher the amplitude of exertion, the more it can stimulate the cells at a deeper level, causing the cells to consume more and digest energy more efficiently!

Nearly half an hour later, Zhou Ning turned his fingers hard and stood up, sweating profusely all over his body.

Drink water, eat some high-energy foods, beef jerky, etc. to supplement consumption.

Bang!
Zhou Ning's eyes froze, and a punch made the air tremble.

"A fighter's boxing strength training speed increases proportionally. For the same person, in the middle-level warrior period, he can practice to increase his boxing strength by 100kg a month. In the middle-level warrior period, he can even increase his boxing strength by 4kg a month."

"In the past seven days, I adapted to Lei Ji Yiyao to practice, and my fist strength increased by 200kg."

"Now, I have successfully adapted to the cultivation of Lei Ji Liangyao, and the growth rate of my fist strength is faster, and my basic fist strength is getting higher and higher, and the percentage of fist strength growth will be higher."

two-phase gain.

Next, Zhou Ning's punching power will enter a period of terrifying growth.

Zhou Ning raised his head, the night was getting dark, and a ray of moonlight fell from the gap in the window, reflecting into his pupils.

(End of this chapter)