Devouring the starry sky starts with a sword

Chapter 7 New Year's Day, actual combat assessment
"What did you talk about with your cousin? Why does she look like she cried?"

After the third aunt and the others left, Zhou Yuying came to the martial arts training hall and asked Zhou Ning softly.

"I said, the winter jasmine downstairs is very beautiful. When it blooms next year, I will ask my cousin to have a look."

Zhou Ning sat cross-legged on the ground, with a gentle tone, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Mom, cousin Zhiyue is getting engaged, do you know?"

Zhou Yuying was silent.

"Like you were back then."

"You said that the Zhou family wanted to engage you back then, and the object was a marriage of a big family that you hadn't met a few times. In fact, there are very few people who are really satisfied with both parties. This is a deal, a deal made with one's life. "

Zhou Ning heard his mother let out a long sigh.

"Zhiyue is the same as I was back then, but also different from me. I also want to persuade her, but I don't know whether I should persuade her or not."

"Elopement is easy to say."

"But the world is not going well. In all likelihood, your father and I have a good life, but these years, I can't say that I have no regrets."

Only after Zhou Yuying walked this road personally did she know the hardships along the way.

"Because I repented of the marriage, the Zhou family suffered a lot of losses. Your grandparents defended me and turned against several uncles."

"These years, and because of this, I can't see them, and they can't see me."

"That's my parents. I'm sorry for them"

In my impression, this was the first time Zhou Ning heard his mother choking.

"Mom, every time Cousin Zhiyue brings us a video, you will also watch it. In fact, the voice explaining the details of the battle is Grandpa?" Zhou Ning asked solemnly.

In the eyes of others, Zhou Ning is just a normal child, a child who is not even a warrior. Since he was a child, he has been watching battle videos and materials of generals. How can he understand the details?
Each of the videos sent by Cousin Zhiyue has extremely detailed explanations. The details are so detailed that ordinary people can understand them. Who watches these high-level battle videos?
Obviously for Zhou Ning, a special commentary was added.

The tone of the commentary sounded like that of a middle-aged or even older elder.

In addition, my mother is obviously an ordinary person, and she is usually not interested in martial arts, but she has to watch those battle videos several times every time.
Zhou Ning had already guessed.

"You guessed it a long time ago?" Zhou Yuying tried hard to control her emotions, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked Zhou Ning's hair: "Your grandfather loves you so much."

"I only talk to him occasionally, and every time I ask how you are, ask me, can you understand those things? I really want to take you to see him."

She finally sobbed.

"mom."

Zhou Ning stood up and hugged his mother. He found that he was already more than a head taller than his mother at some point.

He didn't say anything.

Quietly hugging mother.

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In 2056, January 1st, New Year's Day.

It was very cold in the morning, and the sky was a little gray.

Zhou Ning got up very early, and his parents still sent him out.

"Actual combat assessment, don't be careless, be careful in everything." Zhou Jingyun looked serious: "Every year in the actual combat assessment, there are many casualties of would-be warriors."

Zhou Ning smiled: "Understood, the tiger fights the rabbit with all his strength."

Zhou Yuying's eyes were a little red, maybe because she cried for a long time last night, Zhou Ning said some comforting words to her.

Then one person set foot on the road.

First meet at the Xtreme Martial Art Museum, and under the leadership of a martial artist, more than [-] prospective martial artists headed to the train station.

Although there are only a few dozen prospective warriors in Yangzhou City, the total number of prospective warriors in the entire Jiangnan base city is more than a thousand each time.

In the fully enclosed train, Zhou Jing sat quietly in a seat, surrounded by a group of quasi-warriors from Yangzhou City.

Although he rarely showed his strength in front of others, he occasionally tried his skills during the assessment, and his status as a 17-year-old quasi-warrior also gave Zhou Ning a small reputation.

"All prospective warriors, future warriors, I am from the HR Alliance." On the big screen in the carriage, a friendly middle-aged man's speech was broadcast live.

Next, other three parties, including Xtreme Martial Arts, Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts, and the national military, also broadcasted live broadcasts, attracting the prospective martial artists on the train.

The quasi-warriors around were discussing excitedly, discussing which power is stronger, which power pays better and suits them.

Zhou Ning was in a daze.

Still thinking about what happened yesterday, mother, grandfather, and cousin Zhiyue.

"The Zhou family."

The Zhou family is one of the top big families in China. Although the mother is from the Zhou family, she has severed ties with the Zhou family.

Zhou Ning, to the Zhou family, can only be regarded as an outsider.

An outsider wants to interfere with the affairs of the top family in the country?
"Mars."

Zhou Ning closed his eyes, the word God of War has enough weight.

During the Nirvana period, human civilization was created by relying on Hong, Thunder God and many warriors. The foundation of the entire human civilization today is warriors!
Even the top big families in the country have to give enough face to the god of war among the warriors. After all, the alliance of the world's super families forms the HR alliance. The power of a single domestic family is much worse than the HR alliance. !
"arrive!"

A thin young quasi-warrior next to him shouted excitedly, and at the same time Zhou Ning also felt that the train was slowly slowing down.

in the afternoon.

More than a thousand prospective warriors gathered in a square, distributing equipment and weapons, and near the square, there was a quiet two-story building.

"Zhuge! This time, I heard that your Extreme Martial Arts School has produced a few good seedlings?"

The burly man in the purple battle suit sat grinningly, and teased the hook-nosed middle-aged man beside him, "Why don't you give me the Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts School? It's your favor!"

Zhuge Tao, Jiangnan Base City, one of the three chief managers of Xtreme Martial Arts.

Zhuge Tao's facial features had a sense of femininity. He smiled and said, "Wang Heng, how much is your favor worth? How about in exchange, you send me some seedlings, and I owe you the favor."

"Tsk!"

Wang Heng shook his head, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, there is Zhou Ning over there. I heard that he is only 17 years old? In the quasi-warrior examination, his nerve reaction speed is perfect, and his strength and sprint speed are also good. I heard that he taught himself sword skills since he was a child. The law is also good?"

(End of this chapter)