Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 159
"Wait, if the president and S-class have known each other for a long time, then the person the president mentioned yesterday..."

"You mean, the real protagonist of Freedom Day."

Someone was discussing in a low voice.

Think back to what the S-Class sat on today.

Single-handedly broke into the headquarters of the student union, and single-handedly picked a group.

In front of all the teachers and students in the school, he issued a letter of war to Caesar and defeated him head-on.

If you say who is the protagonist of today's Freedom Day.

S-Class, undisputed.

"In this way, the president has never made a move before. We have always guessed that he is waiting for Caesar to recharge his energy for the duel between the two."

"But now it seems that the person the president is really waiting for should be S-rank."

The Lionheart students exchanged glances.

They all got affirmative answers from each other's eyes.

Somehow, when everyone realized that the person Chu Zihang was waiting for was S-rank, not Caesar.

They looked at the big blond boy lying peacefully on the parking lot, and gradually became more subtle.

It's a little strange to say that, but, well, I always feel that this guy looks a little pitiful.

Originally smug, he came to the door and prepared to have a showdown with his old enemy.

But who knows that his old enemy is full of thoughts about killing other men.

Some girls have covered their mouths sentimentally.

Wait, I always feel that you people are thinking of some strange things.

…………

"Get rich, get rich!"

While humming a cheerful tune, Fingel leaned against the window and held up a miniature camera to take pictures non-stop.

What, you asked him where did he get the camera?

Do you know what is the paparazzi king of Kassel!
For ordinary people, carrying a camera with them may be just a hobby, but Finger is different. For him, this is faith!It's the most basic professional ethics, okay?
But unlike what others guessed, the protagonist in Fingel's film is not the president of the Lionheart Club and the S-rank who are confronting each other.

But Caesar.

The president of the student union lay peacefully on the ground.

Do you know what it's called?

It's called black history!

That's right, absolutely nothing wrong.

Fingal judged with his professional paparazzi sense of smell. .

These freeze-frame photos of Kaiser's black history.

All are priceless treasures!

Even more valuable than its weight in gold.

As long as he works a little bit, aha, the walking vault has opened the door to him, the great king of paparazzi Fingal!
He has it all planned.

Each photo is at least [-] US dollars.

It's not that he's crazy about money.

If it's less than [-] yuan, where will the chairman's face be put?

Say yes, Mr. Gattuso.

When Fingal was still enjoying his fortune.

Lu Mingfei in the parking lot raised his hand high.

He said.

""zero!

The girl nodded in agreement.

I saw a triangular army thorn spinning out of the window.

The cold sword glow reflected in the air.

Then it fell into the young man's hands exactly.

Lu Mingfei held the military thorn.

It was Zero's birthday present to him.

I also traveled across the ocean to Kassel with the game console.

The members of the Lionheart Club who saw this scene through the drone broadcast smiled proudly.

You see, the S-Class who dealt with Caesar with their bare hands held their weapons when facing their president.

Isn't this enough to explain whether Caesar and Chu Zihang are stronger or weaker?

So obvious that even Fingel could see it.

One was easily knocked out by S rank.

One made the S-class light up the weapon.

The president won!

They cheered and fist bumped, hugged and whistled, with triumph and pride on their faces.

"It's too early to celebrate now."

Lancelot sighed.

"If the president loses."

He met the eyes of each Lionheart member, checking their eyes.

"Everyone present, who can guarantee that he can defeat the S-rank?"

It's quiet now.

Everyone looked dignified.

They were reminded of the S-rank battle with Caesar.

Although Caesar's performance in front of the S-class is so weak.

But he was Caesar after all.

Although I don't want to admit it, the fact is that Kaiser, the chairman of the student council, is a man who is above all the students present.

The only one in Kassel who was qualified to stand opposite Caesar was Chu Zihang.

But now it's different.

S class.

He did not join the contest between the two.

Instead, he came to this place with unparalleled momentum.

Everyone has to admit.

Kassel's original pattern of two heroes competing for the throne has now collapsed.

The S class is here.

As soon as he arrived, he took the highest seat.

Caesar and Chu Zihang, who were rivals before, may have to temporarily put aside their grievances in the future.

They have to put themselves in their place.

As a challenger, charge to that boy.

And that teenager will stand at the top of all the students in Kassel.

Looking down quietly.

Some people even thought about it involuntarily.

Really, just all students?

What about the teacher?
Don't forget, Lu Mingfei and Ange are both S rank.

So who is stronger?
Of course, such thoughts are only fleeting.

In the world of Kassel students, Angers' name almost means omnipotence.

It's not just anyone who can be given the legendary prefix.

Don't wait for everyone to think of a way to deal with S-class.

Their president has solved this problem like a knife.

Chu Zihang faced the camera of the drone.

"If I lose to S-rank, all Lionhearts will lose."

That's all right now, don't bother thinking about how to deal with S-rank.

Their president has made a decision.

"Maybe we can still..."

"What are you thinking, is the number really meaningful to such a monster?"

Indeed, although some people are not reconciled, the example of the student union is just ahead, and the Lionheart Club, which is evenly matched, will not necessarily take advantage of the S-class.

"Wait, I'm talking about you."

Lancelot frowned.

"Is it already agreed that the president has lost?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

The members of the Lion Heart Club suddenly realized.

For the battle between Chu Zihang and S-Class.

They have subconsciously given the result.

Lancelot sighed and shook his head.

"Look!"

"They started!"

Everyone hastily cast their eyes and focused on the screen.

"Is... the drone broken?"

"Why are they all afterimages?"

"Have you ever thought about it, it's not the drone that went wrong."

Everyone was speechless.

They watched in silence as the two figures on the screen collided, separated, paused and resumed.

Their speed was too fast for the cameras to capture.

monster!

Both are monsters!

"Hold on!"

The students who operate the drone quickly press on the keyboard.

The picture of the battle gradually became clear.

"Is it ultra-high-speed photography technology? I seem to have seen it in the equipment department."

"Thank goodness the geniuses finally came up with something other than bombs!"

"No, you may have misunderstood it. I found this thing in the scrap area."

"Ultra-high-speed photography technology, is it a waste product?"

"This is the equipment department. Anything that can't be blown up is rubbish. Is this the first time you know them?"

"Quiet, watch carefully."

Lancelot reminded.

On the screen, I saw Murasame and the Sanleng army stabbing each other non-stop.

The S-Class stands in place.

Chu Zihang waved the village rain.

This imperial sword seemed to have life in his hands.

He can always launch attacks from angles beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Just watching the battle, Lancelot and others broke out in cold sweat.

Don't forget, everyone present is a member of the Lionheart Club.

This also means.

One counts as one is embryo killing.

They love to fight.

Keen to challenge the strong.

Therefore, even if they were just watching from the sidelines, they would subconsciously substitute in. What would happen if the person facing Chu Zihang was themselves?

The answer is about to come out.

Instant kill.

Especially Lancelot.

He was the closest fighter to Chu Zihang among those present.

Therefore, he also knows Chu Zihang's strength best.

I used to practice sparring day and night.

He admitted that Chu Zihang was very strong.

This is why Lancelot followed him.

But at that time Chu Zihang's strength was still within Lancelot's understanding.

Although the boy's sword skills were broken, there were traces to follow.

But now?

After only a few months of seeing each other, Chu Zihang changed.

He is stronger.

And it was so strong that Lancelot couldn't understand.

A few months ago, he could still see Chu Zihang's intentions from Cun Yu's slashing.

He locked the attacking part, the purpose, feint or not, and the force geometry.

Even if I didn't understand it at the time, if I recorded it and took it back for analysis, and slowed down the speed, I could still see it clearly.

But now it's different.

Incomprehensible.

Simply incomprehensible.

The knife can still swing like this!
How exactly did he do it?
Lancelot has always been calm and rational in his dealings with the world.

He has an extraordinary passion for big data and artificial intelligence.

And be sure that the future of mankind will be built on these two.

As long as the computing power is enough.

can parse everything.

He thought so before.

Not now.

After he saw Chu Zihang's battle at this moment.

A vague premonition rose in his heart.

No matter how huge the computing power is.

It is also impossible to analyze the movements of these two people.

Human skills, skills about fighting.

To be able to reach the pinnacle and even reach such a field!

Just as artificial intelligence cannot understand beauty.

AI can't understand their skills either.

No, not skills.

S class said.

This is Wu.

Martial arts.

Lancelot suddenly realized.

The reason why Chu Zihang called Lu Shi.

He is very different now than he was three months ago.

And obviously the root of everything is the S-class.

Road teacher, teacher's teacher, master's teacher.

It seems that you, President, have learned some incredible things.

…………

"good."

Lu Mingfei didn't forget to smile as he dealt with Chu Zihang's saber gesture.

"The daily work has not fallen."

"And it lasted just five hours, no more, no less."

"In a way, senior, your serious attitude is really admirable."

"Award."

Chu Zihang returned.

Just listening to the calmness and indifference of the two people talking will give people the illusion that "these two guys are drinking tea in a Japanese garden".

But open your eyes and see.

The light of the sharp knife is like a horse training.

The young man is a mountain that reaches the clouds before training.

On the other hand, even if Caesar is healed, he will not be able to bear the rain of Chu Zihang at this moment.

Follow Lu Mingfei to practice martial arts for more than three months.

He is no longer who he used to be.

Chu Zihang knew it, knew it without doubt.

He is getting stronger.

Just go on like this!

One day, he will return to that rainy day.

Draw your sword to God.

"Very nice look."

Lu Mingfei appreciated it.

"Desperate, desperate."

"Senior, your decision belongs to the human personality rather than the dragon's decision..."

"I saw."

The boy nodded.

"The progress of the method of cultivating the spirit is very good."

"It seems that senior, you have initially adapted to the sleepless method."

"Ah."

Chu Zihang said.

"got used to."

Nothing more than not sleeping.

Nothing more than night after night wrestling with bloodlust, the anchor of a constant human personality.

"got used to……"

Lu Mingfei murmured.

These three light words represent many tormenting nights and the danger of falling at any time.

Walking a tightrope alone at a height of [-] meters is amazing.

A person who walks a tightrope at a height of a thousand meters every day is called a lunatic.

Obviously.

Chu Zihang is just such a lunatic.

For ordinary people, I am afraid that he has already suffered a nervous breakdown.

He said.

got used to.

"As expected of you, senior."

Lu Mingfei said.

"how about you?"

Chu Zihang asked suddenly.

"You just said you had something to ask Caesar."

"What is it?"

"This one."

Lu Mingfei thought about it.

"Oh, senior, you left in a hurry at the end, and I forgot to tell you."

"Kyushu."

"I also said on the radio just now, to establish a Kyushu branch."

"I heard that the student union was built from nothing by Caesar alone."

"I just wanted to ask him a question. There is no mention in the admission notices about establishing a new society. I'm also very confused."

"That's why you posted the missing person notice?"

"of course."

Lu Mingfei grinned.

"Don't you think, senior, that I came here to find Caesar just to have a fight?"

"Ah."

Chu Zihang smiled.

"Is not it?"

"I understand you."

"I know you won't be able to sit still when you meet Liberty Day."

"Sooner or later he'll be messed up."

"right,"

Murasame and Junba collided like thunder and dragons.

"Master Lu!"

Chu Zihang put his whole body weight on it.

Every step you take leaves charred black marks visible to the naked eye on the ground of the parking lot.

The strength of martial arts is concentrated in the body.

Murasame's blade glowed red.

That's not sword spirit.

It's an abnormality caused by a scorching force.

Military stab!

Murasame ran into a military assassin!
In terms of the quality of the weapon alone, it is only the military stab at the pinnacle of human technology, and obviously cannot be compared with the high-level alchemy tool, the imperial sword Murasame.

But the person who used the military stab was Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, who cultivated the sky pile and gained the power of chaos.

At some point, the surface of the military thorn was stained with a layer of darkness, attracting light like a black hole.

The moment the red glow on Murasame's blade came into contact with the darkness, it receded quickly, and the frighteningly high temperature also cooled down.

"Speaking of which, it's not really a secret."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Similar to your scorching nature, senior, my chaotic energy also has something special."

"Well, as for what it's called."

He thought about it.

"Let's call it Daqian."

"Well, senior, do you know what the only thing that is the fusion of the Great Ten Thousand Elephants is?"

Don't wait for an answer, and don't need to answer.

Lu Mingfei said softly.

"It's chaos."

The young man waved his hands casually.

The majestic force is unstoppable.

Chu Zihang's figure suddenly tilted.

At the very moment, the boy stabbed Cunyu into the ground in his hand, using his strength to stabilize his figure.

When he stopped, he left a deep sword mark of more than five meters on the ground of the parking lot.

Chu Zihang knelt on one knee, holding a knife in one hand, his bangs hanging down to cover his eyebrows and eyes.

It doesn't matter who it is, whether it's the members of the Lion Heart in the small building, or the professors who are ready to jump out in the dark and call for a stop.

All speechless.

Speaking of which, their current state is surprisingly consistent.

stunned.

Lu Mingfei let out a breath suddenly.

It was clearly just a soft sound.

It sounded like thunder in the ears of all the spectators.

The boy carried a military thorn.

Step by step, he walked towards Chu Zihang.

"Well, it's the first time I use this Daqian, I lost my strength, I'm really sorry, senior."

Lu Mingfei said embarrassedly.

Look, how deceptive the young man's harmless appearance is.

If you just look at him now.

Look at his embarrassed smile.

And words of apology.

Maybe some people will have the impression that "this is not just an ordinary high school student".

But ah.

No one would associate a boy who defeated Chu Zihang with the image of an ordinary high school student.

Ordinary high school students are nothing but innocent and kind-hearted little white rabbits.

What about Lu Mingfei?

He is Super Saiyan Rabbit.

One punch one T-Rex.

"It seems."

Chu Zihang coughed and stood up.

Pull up the village rain.

He walked towards Lu Mingfei.

"Student, you really want to win."

"Hahaha have you seen it?"

Lu Mingfei smiled innocently, as if he was really a little white rabbit.

"Let's just say it first, I'm not trying to beat up your senior's doctrine of the village rain."

"So you want a Bugatti Veyron?"

"No no no."

Lu Mingfei waved his hands again and again.

There are flaws all over his body.

Chu Zihang didn't even move.

Lu Mingfei's flaw?

What a joke, how could he have a flaw.

Chu Zihang just lowered his eyes, and Cun Yu pointed at the ground obliquely, walking towards Lu Mingfei step by step.

A certain invisible and powerful momentum began to brew.

Lu Mingfei didn't seem to realize it.

"Bu... Bugatti what?"

said the boy in distress.

"It's hard to remember the names of these cars."

"I'm not interested in luxury cars anyway."

"It's the Norton Hall. If you want to set up the Kyushu branch, you must at least have a venue. It just so happens that as long as you win the Free Day award, you can use the Norton Hall for free. That's really a big help."

"That's it."

Chu Zihang said.

"But I won't give up easily, Master Lu."

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei lifted the military thorn and walked towards the boy.

"Let me see."

"Your knife."

Later, Lancelot replayed Chu Zihang's knife countless times.

All technical means were used to assist the analysis.

However, unknown.

Unable to analyze.

I can't understand it either.

Because that is fundamentally an area that cannot be touched by those who have not embarked on the path of martial arts.

It is the union of heart and God.

It was a knife that belonged exclusively to Chu Zihang.

The torrential rain fell.

The God of heaven will drown the world.

The Maybach's gas pedal is at the bottom.

The boy stood alone in the rain.

He closed his eyes.

The man's back is indomitable.

For my dearest.

Even if it is a god, I will kill it for you!
Chu Zihang opened his eyes.

The military thorns that burst open flew up high and plunged obliquely into the ground.

The rain stopped in front of the boy's forehead.

Lu Mingfei stopped laughing.

With a serious face.

In his clasped palms was the humming village rain.

"A strong knife."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

"Unfortunately, with your current cultivation, you can't cut it out completely."

He looked at Chu Zihang and asked.

"What is the name of this knife?"

"Weapon Spectrum. Sword Type."

Chu Zihang spoke softly, as if talking to himself.

"Rain falls and flows wildly."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Rain falls and flows wildly."

he repeated.

Then laugh.

"I look forward to the day when you really cut it out."

"Ah."

Chu Zihang fell down.

Lu Mingfei quickly hugged him.

In the moment of bowing his head.

A few strands of black hair fluttered down.

Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

He probed his forehead and felt a piece of bang missing.

The young man suddenly laughed.

"Fun! Interesting!"

"As expected of you."

"Senior."

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang in his arms.

Laughing and repeating.

"Rain falls and flows wildly."

　PS: change first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)