Devouring the starry sky starts with a sword

Chapter 39 Please enlighten me

"My original boxing strength was less than [-] kilograms."

Zhou Ning was very pleasantly surprised, although he could feel that the effect of discovering the medicinal power of dragon's blood would be astonishing by combining "Seven Lights of Thunder" with "Awakening of Insects".

However, for ordinary elementary gods of war, the use of dragon blood almost doubles their strength, and he has more than tripled, directly touching the threshold of advanced war gods.

He made up for his last shortcoming.

Afterwards, Zhou Ning recognized the owner of the Black God suit, and left Hongning Base City on a fighter jet of Xtreme Martial Arts.

"Senior Dong Nanbiao, next week Ning, can we meet again?"

Back in Jiangnan Base City, Zhou Ning contacted Dong Nanbiao immediately.

Compensating for the shortcomings of his body, he is now completely at the top of the human god of war. Perhaps only a dozen or so "invincible gods of war" in the world can temporarily surpass him.

If he wanted to draw up another training plan, he needed to meet this planetary-level old friend first.

Unexpectedly, Dong Nanbiao quickly replied to the message, just a simple line of words, which shocked Zhou Ning's heart.

"Baizhishan Memorial Hall, come and see me."

Baizhishan Memorial Hall!

Surprised, Zhou Ning quickly used his watch to search the entire Jiangnan base city for locations containing the keyword 'Baizhishan Memorial Hall'.

After a while, Zhou Ning looked at the search results, his fingers froze, and his eyes narrowed.

In the entire area of ​​Jiangnan Base City, there is only one Baizhi Mountain Memorial Hall.

As for this memorial, Zhou Ning has been going there once a year since he was 14 years old.

Because it is the only memorial hall that records in detail and commemorates the "Seven Light Thunder Saber Zhou'an" during the Great Nirvana period!
"He recognized me?"

"Impossible, there are countless bizarre coincidences in this world, but no one is sure about the so-called reincarnation!"

Zhou Ning took a deep breath and went to the Baizhishan Memorial Hall that Dong Nanbiao had mentioned with mixed feelings.
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This is Zhou Ning's first visit this year.

Maybe because it's not a weekend, there are very few tourists in Baizhishan Park at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Walking along the long road with green trees and flowers, at the end of the square, there stands the Baizhishan Memorial Hall quietly.

On the steps of the gate, stood a familiar figure.

Dong Nanbiao was wearing a white exercise uniform, with no domineering aura on his body, and a calm and gentle temperament like an ordinary middle-aged man.

"Senior Dong."

Zhou Ning walked up to him.

"Zhou Ning, you are fine. You are better than I imagined, better than everyone imagined." Dong Nanbiao had a gentle smile and bright eyes at the moment.

"It's just a fluke, life and death are on the line." Zhou Ning knew that Dong Nanbiao should have watched that video, and watched the peak battle between him and the 'Golden Eagle God of War'.

Dong Nanbiao smiled, but said to Zhou Ning: "Come in with me."

The two walked side by side into the gate of the memorial hall, with the sun behind them.

"I was only 36 when Nirvana began."

"Now, 40 years have passed in a flash."

Dong Nanbiao took a walk with Zhou Ning, walked in the memorial hall, and passed rows of memorial counters, which contained various materials of the Nirvana period, and items left over from that year, as if torn apart by the claws of monsters. A section of the railing, a bloody sword, and so on.

"Back then, in that crazy era, monsters evolved so fast that even ordinary thermal weapons of that era could hardly harm them."

"Ordinary people have died in large numbers, even the army has suffered heavy losses, and mankind is facing collapse."

Dong Nanbiao recalled as he walked, followed by this old friend, Zhou Ning also recalled.

"Humanity is about to collapse. In the desperate situation, groups of warriors stand up and face countless monsters with flesh and blood and all weapons."

"Do you know why the level of a warrior is preceded by a word of war?"

They have already walked to the memorial corridor of the sacrificial warriors. In the glass cabinets on the walls on both sides, there are photos and materials of the sacrificial warriors during the Nirvana period.

"Warrior, Warlord, God of War."

"Soldiers, generals, and gods represent the power we have."

"And the word "war" in front represents the meaning of our power."

"The fate of mankind is determined by us fighting."

Dong Nanbiao stopped in his tracks and turned to face a section of glass cabinets. Zhou Ning also looked at them. Inside the glass cabinets were familiar and unfamiliar photos and materials, and his pair of sharp eyes never changed.

Seven Luminaries Thunder Knife, Zhou An.

"I come here every March 3th to meet my old friend."

Dong Nanbiao was silent for a moment, and suddenly said cheerfully: "Haha, I didn't expect that, I asked Xiao Liu, and Xiao Liu said that every year, someone will come to commemorate my old friend."

He turned around and looked at Zhou Ning: "I should have thought of it a long time ago. Your saber technique is exactly the same as his. Your force also has his shadow. Even your eyes are very similar to his. How could you not know him?"

"After he died in the battle, I exhausted my contacts to find out. His parents died young, and he had no relatives in the world, not even his children."

"What is the relationship between you and him?" Dong Nanbiao asked eagerly.

Zhou Ning was silent, looked up at the photos in the glass cabinet, and looked at each other with two pairs of eyes.

"Senior Zhou An's deeds, I accidentally learned about him when I was young, and I was very curious about everything about him, including the sword technique and the so-called force, I guessed and fumbled based on rumors and materials."

"I didn't expect that in the eyes of Senior Dong, we are so similar."

"Maybe he and I are the same person."

Ben is the same person
Dong Nanbiao frowned, looking a little lost, but after a while he suddenly said, "That's right, that's right, hahaha, he is the same person. If he was born today, he might be very similar to you."

Soft footsteps came from behind.

No matter what level Zhou Ning's strength has reached, although his footsteps are extremely gentle, he can still hear that they are walking towards them, and he subconsciously turns his head to look.

"Haha, my granddaughter, Jiang Er."

Dong Nanbiao smiled gently. He subconsciously regarded Zhou Ning as someone of the same status as him, so he only introduced his granddaughter's identity as a junior, but did not introduce Zhou Ning's identity to his granddaughter.

Zhou Ning was taken aback.

The girl was holding a branch of pure white chrysanthemum in her hand.

Then he watched the girl nod respectfully to him, then turned around and put the white chrysanthemum in his hand into the lower vase of Zhou An's glass cabinet.

Originally, the extra white chrysanthemum was given by Dong Nanbiao's granddaughter?

"Haha, in terms of seniority, she has to call Zhou An grandpa." Dong Nanbiao laughed, and Zhou Ning's expression became a little weird.

"correct."

Dong Nanbiao suddenly remembered, and asked Zhou Ning: "You said before, why do you want to see me?"

Back to business, Zhou Ning looked serious: "Senior Dong, when I killed the golden eagle, I was already among the top [-] gods of war in the world."

"I've seen the video. At that time, your saber and body skills had reached the fourth level, and your strength was considered a weakness. Later, when you broke through your saber skills again, you killed the golden eagle." Dong Nanbiao nodded.

"At that time, my body was still relatively weak, and my basic boxing strength was only the threshold of the elementary God of War."

"The chief museum owner gave me a piece of dragon blood, and I used it to make up for my shortcomings. Now my body has reached the threshold of a high-level God of War."

Dong Nanbiao's eyes were shocked: "At that time, your body strength was only the threshold of the elementary level God of War? How many times did you exert your strength?"

"More than 5 times." Zhou Ning replied.

Dong Nanbiao was stunned for a full two or three seconds before looking at Zhou Ning seriously again, thoughtfully: "I understand what you mean. Among the global gods of war, the only ones who can beat you are the dozen or so invincible gods of war. It’s also because your body hasn’t reached the peak of the High God of War.”

"In terms of the combination of combat realm and strength alone, I am afraid that there are not many gods in the world who can beat you."

Thousands of God of War all over the world, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Those who have reached the fourth level of swordsmanship and swordsmanship can count more than a hundred people!
There are also more than a hundred people whose body skills have reached the fourth level!
There are also dozens of people who have quadrupled their physical strength.

However, these aspects are the unique skills of those high-level gods of war, and reaching this level in one aspect is enough to dominate one side.

The sword technique has reached the fourth level, the body technique has also reached the fourth level, and the physical strength has reached more than five times, which means that every aspect is a stunt, and the amplitude of strength is multiplicative!
This level even surpasses those invincible gods of war, ranking among the top three gods of war in the world!
Zhou Ning slowly clasped his fists, and said solemnly: "So. Please enlighten Senior Dong."

With his current strength, only a congressman-level powerhouse can fight against him in terms of realm!
(End of this chapter)