Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Giant of Light

Lu Mingyuan couldn't think of any other reason for this extremely significant change besides becoming a martial artist.

"That's right, I have become a martial artist."

Hearing his younger brother's words, Lu Yunhe was slightly taken aback. Could becoming a martial artist really bring about such a significant change?

"Haha, Dad, Mom, my eldest brother has become a martial artist..."

Lu Mingyuan, who had just turned fourteen, was overjoyed after receiving a positive reply from Lu Yunhe.

The mother, Chen Ya, who came out of the kitchen, and the father, Lu Hong, who was sitting on the sofa, were also surprised by the news, and their faces immediately showed worry.

"Yunhe, becoming a martial artist must be very dangerous!"

Chen Ya, the mother, was very worried about her son. In the current environment, the status of a martial artist was basically the same as that of a soldier, both of whom had to go directly to the battlefield.

"Why don't you keep your identity a secret for now and tell us later? We're doing fine right now."

Chen Ya clearly didn't want her son to go to the battlefield and preferred to maintain the current situation.

"Honey, let Yunhe decide this kind of thing herself."

Lu Hong sighed. No one knows a son better than his father. He had long known that his eldest son was a restless and lonely person who used to jump around a lot when he was a child.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of creating another account years later to have a younger brother, Lu Mingyuan, with Chen Ya, so that at least he would have a backup plan.

Under the watchful eyes of his parents and younger brother, Lu Yunhe calmly said, "After dinner, I'm going to apply for martial arts certification. This war will end in my hands."

"The Great Nirvana Era doesn't need seven years; starting now, one year is enough."

Lu Yunhe silently thought to himself, "This is the confidence of someone who has cheated."

Chapter 6 Dong Nanbiao

After a dull breakfast at home, Lu Yunhe, unable to bear the atmosphere, hurriedly left home and headed to the only martial arts hall in the city.

Lu Yunhe had passed by this building several times before, but never had the chance to go inside. Now he could finally experience what it's like to advance as a martial artist.

"I'm here to get certified as a martial artist!"

After being stopped by two soldiers with submachine guns at the door, Lu Yunhe revealed his purpose.

"Please come in!"

Upon hearing Lu Yunhe's words, the serious expressions on the two soldiers' faces softened, and they let the person in without much obstruction.

There's no such thing as showing off or getting humiliated. Those who come to get certified as martial artists during this period are almost all going to be thrown onto the battlefield.

Unlike after the Great Nirvana, when becoming a martial artist meant becoming a superior person and reaching the pinnacle of life, at this stage, a formal martial artist was basically equivalent to a soldier.

Upon entering the hall, the space was almost deserted, appearing rather cold and quiet.

"Hello there!"

Lu Yunhe walked to the front desk and explained his purpose. His young age and handsome appearance surprised the receptionist, but she did not stop working.

"Please wait a moment, I'll contact them for you right away!"

"Thank you!"

Lu Yunhe nodded, and glanced around the hall, but didn't see any punching power or speed testing devices, or nerve reaction testing instruments.

"Looking at it this way, the fact that I gained over a thousand or two thousand kilograms of strength with each breakthrough and became an intermediate-level warrior isn't so surprising!"

Thinking of the more sophisticated testing environment in later generations, Lu Yunhe couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

During the Great Nirvana period, when the assessment system was imperfect, whether someone was a martial artist depended mainly on whether they had comprehended the energy of the universe.

"Haha, young man, are you the one preparing to get certified as a martial artist?!"

As a hearty voice rang out, a burly man, eight feet tall and with broad shoulders and a thick waist, walked up to Lu Yunhe.

"General Dong!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Lu Yunhe was slightly surprised, not expecting that a martial arts certified person would encounter this person.

General Dong Nanbiao, the only warrior of the God of War level in the entire Dragon City, has saved countless people from monsters on numerous occasions, and can be said to be the guardian of the entire city.

As a resident of the city, Lu Yunhe naturally recognized this person. He never expected that a mere martial artist certification would attract a martial artist of the War God level.

"I prefer to be called an instructor rather than a general!"

Dong Nanbiao stepped forward and patted Lu Yunhe heavily on the shoulder. The latter's unmoved body surprised him: "Young man, you're in good shape!"

As Dong Nanbiao spoke, he forcefully pushed Lu Yunhe's body towards the exit of the hall.

"I exercise regularly!"

Lu Yunhe tried to break free, but the power gap between the warrior and the god of war was too great, and he had no ability to resist at all. Even using the power of his clone, he was still far inferior.

"Instructor Dong, do we really need you to come for a martial arts assessment?"

Unable to resist, Lu Yunhe simply gave up and voiced his doubts.

"A martial artist!"

Dong Nanbiao's expression turned slightly serious: "There are only 322 registered martial artists in the entire reserve so far. Including you, there are only 151 martial artists currently alive."

Upon hearing the numbers Dong Nanbiao reported, Lu Yunhe instantly understood that the number of martial artists was far too small, and each one was worth his personal visit as the God of War.

In fact, even decades later, the proportion of human martial artists is still around one in ten thousand, still a minority.

It's just that back then, at least hundreds of millions of people lived in a single city, which made the number of martial artists seem larger.

"arrive!"

Dong Nanbiao led Lu Yunhe to an empty concrete training ground and then let go of his hand.

"Attack me with all your might, let me see your strength."

With only a rudimentary venue and no professional equipment, Dong Nanbiao could only use his own body as a punching power tester.

"it is good!"

Seeing this, Lu Yunhe also abandoned his distracting thoughts and began to adjust his state of mind.

Lu Yunhe clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and squatted down slightly. He then exerted force from his waist, channeling his power into his hands.

After learning the identity of the person in front of him, Lu Yunhe showed no intention of holding back. It would be ridiculous for a warrior-level martial artist to even think about injuring a war god-level martial artist.

Bang bang bang!

Lu Yunhe, now fully charged, began to move, repeatedly waving his fists at Dong Nanbiao's palm.

After a series of attacks, Lu Yunhe felt incredibly satisfied, as if he had just done a vigorous warm-up exercise.

"Not bad...not bad!"

After Lu Yunhe stopped, Dong Nanbiao, who was standing to the side, immediately praised him.

"You must have just become a martial artist! But the strength in your fists is not weak even among intermediate martial artists."

Dong Nanbiao stroked his smooth chin and pondered, "Based on my experience as a human target, your strength should be close to 3000 kilograms, which would make you a mid-level soldier."

"3000 kilograms!"

Lu Yunhe seemed to be deep in thought. The illustration only showed that he was a second-level apprentice. He didn't expect that he had already completed half of the accumulation for the second level and was not far from the third level of apprentice.

"You probably don't know the specific divisions of martial arts strength, do you?"

Dong Nanbiao looked at the thoughtful expression on Lu Yunhe's face and assumed that the other party did not know the specific information about martial artists.

"According to the regulations given by the government, martial artists are divided into three levels and nine ranks. They are Warrior, General, and God of War, and each level is divided into three stages: beginner, intermediate, and advanced (corresponding to apprentice levels one to nine respectively).

其中，初级战士的力量为1000——2000公斤，中级战士2000——4000公斤，高级战士4000——8000公斤；

初级战将8000——16000公斤，中级战将16000——32000公斤，高级战将32000——64000；

初级战神64000——128000，中级战神128000——256000公斤，高级战神256000——512000公斤。”

"My current strength is that of a beginner-level War God, but I'm not far from becoming a mid-level War God."

Dong Nanbiao had a slight sense of pride on his face. The entire martial arts system had only been around for less than three years, and he had already reached the level of a war god. This talent was already quite remarkable.

Then Dong Nanbiao put away his smug expression, patted Lu Yunhe on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Brother Yunhe, your talent is higher than mine. You reached the level of intermediate warrior as soon as you broke through to martial artist. Given time, you will surely surpass my achievements."

"Moreover, the God of War is not the end for a martial artist. I believe that one day you will even be able to stand above the God of War."

Hearing Dong Nanbiao's words, Lu Yunhe lowered his head slightly and smiled, "Brother Dong, have you said this to every martial artist?"

Asking a burly man like Dong Nanbiao to act is simply too much to ask. As a time traveler, Lu Yunhe is completely unconvinced by this kind of motivational talk.

A mere surpassing the God of War? Who do you think you are?

Chapter 7 Choosing a Weapon

"Haha, I only tell others half of what I mean at most."

Dong Nanbiao laughed heartily; Lu Yunhe's demonstrated talent truly delighted him.

Upon breaking through to the Martial Artist level, he gained two thousand kilograms, reaching the level of an intermediate warrior. Such talent is rare even in the world.

According to Dong Nanbiao's knowledge, there are only a handful of people in the country who have reached this level of qualification, and they are all under special protection.

Even in later generations, a city like Jiangnan with a population of over 100 million might only have one or two people with such qualifications each year.

Unfortunately, Dong Nanbiao didn't know that Lu Yunhe's ability to gain two thousand kilograms at once was mostly due to the effect of plant crystals; he probably could only have gained a few hundred kilograms on his own.

"Brother Yunhe, have you considered going to the central government? It's safer there."

After thinking it over, Dong Nanbiao decided that he didn't want to waste Lu Yunhe's talent; it would be better to keep him as a seed of inspiration.

"Not interested in!"

Upon hearing Dong Nanbiao's words, Lu Yunhe refused without hesitation.

It's easy to see that the central government is crowded and complicated, making it difficult for him to make his mark.

He doesn't need too many resources or guidance; his Ultraman clone just needs a little development. There's no need for him to create trouble for himself.

"All right!"