Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 160 Angers and Lu Mingfei
"You mean coma?"

Children's Palace, martial arts class.

This was not long after Chu Zihangxiu exerted his strength.

He competed with Yuanyuan, although he won, but the two almost died together.

In the final analysis, it was Chu Zihang's fault. Huobu's skills stimulated his dragon-like personality, which had long been expected.

It is precisely because of this that Lu Mingfei tailor-made a way for him to cultivate his mind.

After mastering this method, many doubts arose in Chu Zihang's heart.

Lu Mingfei explained patiently.

"Regarding the sleepless method, the specific pass will not be clear for a while."

"It involves a lot of profound martial arts classics, and some of them are about Waigang. It's too early for your current cultivation level. Let's worry about it later."

"As for coma, or the effect of loss of consciousness on insomnia."

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"I also said before that the sign of the beginning of the sleepless method is to establish a precept."

"Stand up."

"It is the precept of insomnia."

Lu Mingfei emphasized his tone.

"The precepts of the Buddhist method are very strict, and every word requires absolute accuracy. Senior, you should have discovered that this precept is called no sleep, and it is aimed at sleep, and has nothing to do with whether you are awake or not."

Having said that, he shook his head.

"Dragon's blood is really troublesome. I have never seen such a weird power. Compared with it, even the magical skills can be said to be upright."

"Look, although the dragon's blood provides an inhuman and supernatural power of speech, it can also increase physical fitness to a certain extent."

"But compared to the spiritual worries brought about by dragon's blood, these benefits are really nothing worth mentioning."

"I remember senior, you said in the pre-school tutoring that every mixed race has an innate desire to kill."

"And when the bloodline of the mixed race crosses the critical blood line, their human will and thoughts will be completely swallowed up by the desire to kill, and they will be reduced to a beast-like Deadpool."

"Let me see, the desire to kill is clearly the personality of a dragon."

"That is to say, all hybrids are born with two personalities, one is human and the other is dragon."

"Usually it doesn't matter, the two live in peace, but once the hybrid starts to pursue power, the dragon personality will recover at the same time, until it devours the human personality."

"Know what this looks like?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"There is a kind of insect in nature. They inject the eggs of their offspring under the skin of frogs or other animals, and use other animals as placenta to provide nutrition. Finally, the larvae born will drill out from under the skin of frogs. At this time, the frogs that provide nutrition He's dying, and he's too thin to look good."

"The so-called dove occupying the magpie's nest and trying to make a wedding dress is nothing more than the same."

"And senior, your question is very troublesome."

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang with fixed eyebrows.

"Your dragon personality is ready to move."

"I originally wanted you to practice the exercises of the ice department or the water department to restrain the dragon personality."

He shook his head.

"Since you've made your decision, the fire department should be the fire department, but the dragon personality is an unavoidable difficulty."

"Either the water flows long and slowly, and you can draw it slowly."

"But you need to get the power as soon as possible, don't you?"

Chu Zihang nodded silently.

"So."

Lu Mingfei let out a long breath, his expression solemn.

"Senior, aren't you curious about the principle of the sleepless method?"

"I'll tell you."

"As the so-called blessing and misfortune depend on each other, the dragon personality is not only a deadly blade, but also the cornerstone of your growth."

"As long as it is used properly."

Lu Mingfei pointed at Chu Zihang's eyebrows.

"Regardless of human personality or dragon personality."

"It's all you."

"Chu Zihang."

"So, instead of trying to suppress the dragon personality, keep running away."

"Why not, eat him."

The boy's calm words were full of unparalleled confidence.

leave me alone.

"If you do something else, that's suicide."

"But senior, you may really be able to succeed."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Devouring your dragon personality."

"Take the lead against customers."

"Take its spiritual power as the cornerstone of your cultivation."

"So that it is completely and completely the same."

"If that day really comes, Senior, your human and dragon personalities will be integrated and unique."

"There are countless benefits for you to cultivate your gods."

"And your compatibility with Huobu's exercises will be improved to a higher level."

"There are too many other benefits. It will be clear when you achieve success in the future. It is useless to talk about it at this time."

Chu Zihang's eyes flickered, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

But I heard Lu Mingfei continue talking.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch."

"It is true that devouring the personality of a dragon can have great benefits."

"But it's dangerous, it can be said that it is close to death."

Lu Mingfei lowered his voice.

"This is exactly the mystery of the sleepless method."

"After you keep the precepts, you will not be able to sleep for the rest of your life."

"This is just the foundation, and it is also the most insignificant price of this method of cultivating the spirit."

"In the beginning, after adapting to sleeplessness, your spirit will increase at a very fast rate."

"Senior, when your mental strength reaches the threshold I set in advance, the Sleepless Method will enter the next stage."

"I call it, death match field."

"At that time, you will enter the battlefield created by the sleepless method every night, fighting to the death with the dragon personality."

"Remember, this is the real danger of the sleepless method."

Lu Mingfei raised his finger.

"The reason why I call this method sleepless is the root cause is here."

"Every night from now on, when others are resting and sleeping peacefully in their dreams."

"You will fight dragon personalities again and again in the arena of death."

"Of course, you were definitely not an opponent of dragon personality at the beginning."

"What you know, he knows."

"And stronger than you."

"But don't worry, as long as you keep the precepts, you won't die."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"Even if the heart is pulled out by the dragon itself again and again, and the throat is bitten off."

"It can also be reborn in the next second."

"Then, continue."

Chu Zihang imagined for a while.

Rao is mentally responsible as he is, and his heart is chilled.

What kind of way to cultivate the gods is this!

Fighting again and again, no, being killed again and again.

Then reborn.

Inextricable reincarnation until dawn.

But when night comes, reincarnation begins here.

It is clearly the most vicious curse in the world.

"very good."

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly.

"I think you've realized what Sleeplessness really is."

"So, have you made up your mind?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"The consciousness of eternal fall."

Chu Zihang imagined his future.

He smiled.

"Ah."

said the boy.

"So be it."

"Sleepless method, I probably understand."

"As long as I kill the dragon myself, right?"

"Not once."

Lu Mingfei made a correction.

"You died at his hands several times."

"I will kill him several times in the same way."

"When your kills are greater than your kills."

"It is the beginning of the human personality devouring the dragon personality

"At that point, the Sleepless Method will enter its final stages."

"I let go of the protection of you in the practice."

"In the final stage, every time you kill each other, you can tear a piece of power from each other."

"Until it completely devours the opponent."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Actually, I'm also very curious. If you lose, senior, and you who are a dragon devour you who are humans, will the remaining guy be a Deadpool or a pure-blooded dragon?"

"terribly sorry."

"The answer to this question, you will probably never know."

Chu Zihang said.

"I will win."

No rhetoric, no impassioned.

The way the boy said these three words can only be described as calm.

For him, it is indeed a matter of course.

After all, if even the dragon himself can't defeat it.

What did he use to draw his sword to God.

"I see."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Tomorrow I will make a precept for you."

"In addition, there is no need to worry about the coma you mentioned earlier."

"In layman's terms, if you are unconscious, the human and dragon personalities will lose consciousness at the same time, and nothing will happen."

"In addition, as mentioned earlier, the precept you keep is sleeplessness. As long as you keep the original sleep time every day to practice the method of spiritual cultivation, it will not be considered a breach of the precept."

"Well, if you want to put it in a more scientific way... there is no way."

Lu Mingfei spread his hands.

"This is martial arts."

"Not only self-cultivation, but also spiritual cultivation."

"It doesn't matter if it's the pile method, or the method of cultivating the spirit, or even martial arts."

"Let's put it this way, it's different from the kung fu routines you think seniors have."

"The martial arts in my Kyushu Martial Arts are mysterious and mysterious. The same one has no taboos, and it will have different scenery in the hands of different people."

"The root cause is here."

Lu Mingfei tapped his chest.

"your heart."

"Or, your way."

"Wu Dao Wu Dao, use martial arts to carry Tao."

"That's it."

"That is to say."

Chu Zihang was thoughtful.

"True martial arts are the combination of mind and body."

"Exactly."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Your past, everything you have experienced, the feelings you have had or unwillingness, regret or even pain."

"All kinds of things are martial arts."

Chu Zihang closed his eyes, as if remembering, and opened them after a long time.

"I see."

He said.

…………

Church, by the window.

Zero was in a daze for a long time.

In front of her eyes, Chu Zihang's knife was replayed over and over again.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei's words rang in his ears.

"You are not a tool, you are a person."

"When you understand this point, you will enter the room with no taboos."

She didn't know what it meant to enter the room before.

But now I understand.

Come to think of it, it was Chu Zihang who entered the room.

Zero secretly weighed, are you sure?Even if she activates the spirit of speech, go all out.

Can he really catch Chu Zihang's knife?
Or.

Can she survive Chu Zihang's knife?
After the miniature camera, Fingal's bearded face changed from the previous cynical.

Staring at Chu Zihang through the lens.

Fingel's eyes were surprisingly deep.

At this moment, he actually vaguely revealed some chilling aura.

No one will believe it.

Him, Fingal, chill?

But if the students in the same class as this man were here, seeing his appearance at this moment, they might be so excited that tears welled up in their eyes.

After all, Fingel, he was such a person.

It is different from Caesar and Chu Zihang.

These two men still have to fight over who is the leader.

Fingal does not.

He is the leader.

in his time.

Unique leader.

…………

Lu Mingfei was not worried about Chu Zihang's state.

In the field of martial arts, looking around the world, it is estimated that no one can compare with him.

He could see Chu Zihang's current situation at a glance.

That slash of rain and rain was far beyond what Chu Zihang can do today.

Reluctant use, excessive energy consumption, and coma are also normal.

It's not a big deal, just wait until he wakes up.

It's just because of the insomnia method, no matter how long Chu Zihang is in a coma, he won't be mentally relaxed after waking up.

This has been planned from the very beginning.

Chu Zihang will live forever without sleep.

Wouldn't it be a big loophole if one could relieve fatigue after waking up from a coma, how could it be so easy to practice martial arts step by step.

"Follow the president's decision."

Lancelot's words came from the radio in the small building of the Lionheart Club.

"We lost."

Pausing for a moment, his tone was low.

"Losed to S rank."

Lu Mingfei glanced at Xiaolou.

"Alright, save knocking one by one."

He muttered to himself.

Waited quietly for a while, all peaceful.

Lu Mingfei looked around unexpectedly.

"What's going on, didn't the Lionheart Club lose? The referee, I won. Freedom Day is over, hurry up and take out the key to the Norton Hall..."

"The Lionheart is defeated."

Two boys in dark red uniforms came from the direction of the small building.

"It doesn't mean that our student union will easily admit defeat."

They looked dignified, ready to fight.

"Come on! S-rank!"

An elite Oh.

"If you want to win the championship of Freedom Day, you must defeat us first!"

The two elites waved.

The petite figure flickered.

Before the two student union elites who bravely challenged the S-level big devil could react.

The maiden has finished her work.

Ling Shi suddenly landed, with his head held high, his small toes lightly touching the ground, and his graceful posture was like a...young little swan.

At the same time, two student union elites who were ambitious to challenge the S rank fell to the ground.

It can only be said that the child went very peacefully.

"" Just you!Just you!

Fingel rushed forward aggressively, punched and kicked the unconscious elite, and swept away his previous appearance of following Lu Mingfei's hiding behind Lu Mingfei.

Those who didn't know thought he was the S-class who swept Kassel.

"I still want to challenge the S rank!"

"I still want to challenge my boss!"

"Shameless! Shameless!"

"Our boss can be challenged by anyone, ah!"

"Impossible!"

Lu Mingfei smiled lightly.

He looked back at zero.

The boy gave his thumbs up and blinked.

Zero nodded slightly.

suddenly.

The impassioned drum beat.

The rhythm of the march is inspiring.

Kassel, who was originally silent, instantly came to life.

Doctors and nurses in white coats, like janitors of special forces, suddenly appeared from nowhere.

They grabbed the peaceful student on the ground in the posture of a tiger preying on it, rolled their eyelids, listened to their heart rate, frowned in thought, and then nodded.

"Next!"

Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded.

So hasty!

I think they can still save it. I just knocked out and didn't kill anyone. Hey!
You just come straight to the next sentence and make me look like some kind of murderer, what should I do if the legendary dragon slayer who turns back comes to me one-on-one, who is responsible!

"Don't worry, boss!"

Fingal gave a doggy laugh.

"They are professional, no problem!"

Coincidentally, Lu Mingfei saw a team of medical staff finally stop, busy for a while at a member of the Lionheart Club who had been shot unconscious.

That's called an immediate effect.

Seeing the student with blood dripping from his chest waking up in a daze, looking around, let alone the question of whether he was seriously injured or not, this guy even yawned leisurely.

"Friga's bullet, Boss, just use it as an anesthetic. This injury looks scary, but it's actually just like that. Get some sleep, and everything else, it's unscathed."

Fingel spread his hands.

"Look, look!"

A thin middle-aged man walked towards Lu Mingfei.

Pointing and pointing in distaste while walking, and moaning at the scorched lawn and marble walls.

"It's all money!"

He shook his head heartbroken, and stood still in front of Lu Mingfei.

"S-class?"

The skinny man raised his eyebrows.

His eyes are extremely sharp, reminiscent of birds of prey in the sky, such as falcons.

The lips are tightly pursed, and the seriousness of the smile gives people a mean impression at first glance.

"It's a pity to meet you on this occasion. I am the director of the Disciplinary Committee in Kassel, Manstein."

The mean middle-aged man introduced himself like this.

"Oh, hello, professor!"

Lu Mingfei hurriedly greeted him.

"My name is Lu Mingfei."

Manstein's rotten tree-like face did not move.

Ruili's eyes were firmly fixed on Lu Mingfei's face.

it's him.

It was this boy who looked harmless to humans and animals, and even smiled a little silly.

Swept Kassel.

Whether it's Caesar or Chu Zihang.

They were all defeated by him.

Manstein has also been in Kassel for some years.

Also served as director of the Disciplinary Committee for quite a long time.

No matter how genius, no matter how monster, Kassel students, he has seen them all.

Even Fingel before that mission, this man's most prosperous and glorious period.

Manstein also goes through the full experience.

but.

Everyone.

Everyone, including Finger Kaiser and Chu Zihang.

None of them are the same as the S-rank in front of me.

The S-class at the moment is so ordinary, with a sunny smile, no aggressiveness, no pride like Caesar, and no determination like Chu Zihang. If there is something different, he is at most an overly good-looking boy, that’s all. .

But once he starts fighting.

That suffocating momentum.

A dominance that cannot be understood nor resisted.

Just like the king of the battlefield.

When he came, everyone had to bow their heads.

Manstein had only seen one such fellow.

Angers.

S grade?

thought Manstein.

"All right, students."

An ugly voice.

Hard to hear familiar.

Lu Mingfei turned his head, and saw Professor Schneider dragging his small car towards this side.

The man clapped his hands.

Attract everyone's attention.

"Your time is over."

Schneider said.

"Freedom ends here for a day."

"Also, S-rank."

"Here here!"

Lu Mingfei raised his hand.

Schneider was silent for a moment.

Probably he was comparing the cheerful boy in front of him with the S-Class who swept Kassel before.

The impact is a little bit bigger.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Schneider doesn't think about Lu Mingfei's temperament like Manstein, and wonders why he doesn't have the temperament of a strong man.

He is the executive minister.

As long as the soldiers under him are strong enough and loyal enough.

Everything else has nothing to do with him.

The good news is that S-class has proved his strength.

As for loyalty or not, well, who knows?
"Here's a call from you."

Schneider pressed the phone's speaker.

The old man's hearty voice came out.

"Mingfei, is Mingfei there?

Lu Mingfei trotted closer.

"Hello hello, I'm here!"

"Oh, Mingfei."

The old man smiled boldly.

"It's a pleasure to speak with you on the phone. I'm the principal of Kassel, Angers."

Lu Mingfei nodded, although the old man on the other side of the phone might not be able to see it.

"Hi principal."

"Oh, it sounds like you're not surprised at all."

"Guess it."

Lu Mingfei grinned.

"Hmm, good, good."

The old man was full of smiles.

"I'm looking forward to meeting you, Mingfei, how about having a cup of afternoon tea when I get back to Kassel?"

"Okay."

The students who just woke up looked at each other.

Some people who were shot unconscious before Lu Mingfei shot were confused.

They looked at Lu Mingfei strangely, who is this boy, the principal invited him to afternoon tea?
"Then it's settled."

The old man who said this was naughty like a child.

Everyone could imagine him smiling and winking.

"By the way, I almost forgot to congratulate you for winning the Freedom Day."

The old man said with a smile.

"As expected of our S-Class."

"Also, Caesar, is Caesar here!"

The old man yelled twice.

There was no sound here.

Everyone present cast subtle glances at a certain peaceful blond boy in unison.

"Strange, isn't Caesar awake yet?"

The old man muttered to himself.

"The time for Frigga's bullets should have passed..."

"That, principal."

Lu Mingfei said embarrassedly.

"It seems that Caesar is temporarily unable to answer your question."

Manstein spoke coldly.

"Oh, no way?"

The old man was obviously very strange.

"What happened, Professor Manstein."

Manstein glanced at Lu Mingfei who was smiling.

"I think the principal should ask our S-level about this question."

"Cough cough."

Lu Mingfei cleared his throat.

"Well, principal, I'll strike... a little harder."

"Don't worry!"

Lu Mingfei hastily added.

"There will be absolutely no sequelae!"

The old man was silent.

There is an obvious sound of breathing around.

The students of Kassel looked at the S-class in horror.

There will be sequelae!

"Well, I'm sorry, I only got the results of the free day, and I don't understand the specific process."

Angers said.

"It looks like, Mingfei, you seem to be having a good time."

He laughed and teased.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"No, how could it be, learn from each other, learn from each other, what is it like to play."

"All right."

"Professor Manstein, when Caesar wakes up, give him the bill for maintaining the campus."

"I believe that the president of our student union will not care about these pocket money."

"I hope so, Headmaster."

Manstein showed a half-smile expression.

"Our Sir Chairman just lost his Bugatti Veyron."

"Oh,"

Manstein's tone was playful.

"And the Norton Pavilion."

"God bless, I hope Mr. Chairman is not in a bad mood."

"Trust me, it won't."

Anger said softly.

"Caesar was a good boy, he knew what to do."

"Yes, principal."

Lu Mingfei thought of something and said quickly.

"I want to build a..."

"Okay, okay."

Anger said softly.

"I know, I know what you want to do."

"Well, show a little patience and wait until I get back to Kassel, okay?"

"At that time, together with the issue of your mentor candidate, we will solve both things, how about it?"

Lu Mingfei exhaled helplessly.

"Okay, listen to you."

Angers has talked about this, what else can he do?

It's not that he can't continue, but no one in Angers knows where he is. What's the point of him competing with a mobile phone?
"Very well, that's it."

Angers said.

"I look forward to having afternoon tea with you, Mingfei."

He hangs up.

The old man looked out the window.

The Moniach was passing between the two mountains.

Professor Mance hurried into the cabin and sat down opposite the old man.

"Have you not found it yet?"

"no!"

Professor Mance scratched his head irritably.

"Damn it, the big Bronze City that was photographed two months ago has disappeared!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Calm down, my friend."

Angers poured him a cup of black tea.

"Remember, our opponent is the Dragon King."

"It's not surprising that anything happens to them."

Angers said slowly.

"Dragon King is the miracle itself."

Professor Mance downed the black tea in one gulp.

He sighed heavily.

"I'm just not reconciled."

"We used all of Norma's computing power."

"I couldn't find even a trace."

"Dragon King..."

"Is the Dragon King such a monster?"

"Do not."

Professor Mance suddenly looked up and looked at the old man.

He saw the old man looking out of the window.

he said with a smile.

"I think, I probably know the whereabouts of the bronze and fire."

Professor Mance stood up abruptly.

"Where!"

He stared at Ange intently.

"Bronze and Fire, where is the Dragon King!"

Ange took a leisurely sip of her black tea.

"Calm down, take your time, and be patient, my friend."

He said.

"Go back to Kassel."

"The answer is there."

　PS: Nearly [-] words, first published and then revised.

　　
　
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