Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 175 Lu Mingze and Angers
"Teacher? Me?"

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.

"No way, I don't understand the dragon clan's speech spirit, pedigree, etc. At most, I only have the experience of cooperating with others in research. No matter how I think about it, I can't do such a serious job as a teacher."

"Oh, yes, let's talk about this."

Lu Mingfei took out a bronze medal with strange patterns from his pocket.

"I gave it when I was researching not to die. It seems that wearing it is the only way to use the spirit of speech in Kassel. I thought I would return it when I left in the morning, but the vice-principal said that there will be more researches in the future, and it is too troublesome to come and go. , let me take it first.”

"Troublesome, this is really that guy's style."

Angers chuckled, he took the bronze medal, and stroked the texture with his fingers.

The old man's drooping eyes were obscure.

If the previous idea of ​​developing time zero was just an idea, then now, he who has won the bronze medal has the possibility to implement this idea into practice.

As we all know, Cassell is shrouded in the realm of the Night's Watch, and no one can use the spirit of speech.

Of course, it is impossible for a mixed race to maintain such a huge domain year after year. Angers, as the principal, naturally knows that the alchemist of the bell tower has arranged a special alchemy matrix with his words and spiritual commandments as the core. All hybrid speech spirits are banned in the matrix, even him, the legendary dragon slayer Anger, is also unusable.

However, since it is a matrix and a technology inherited from dragons, it naturally has the iconic characteristics of dragons.

authority.

As the master of the matrix, the vice-principal naturally has the highest authority, there is no doubt about it.

At the same time, there are four sub-authorities under him, which can also be called sub-authorities. This is in line with the rules of occultism. The black king created the four kings of earth, water, fire and wind, and the matrix owner can naturally retain four sub-authorities. , but there can only be four, neither more nor less, otherwise the integrity of the matrix in mysticism will be destroyed.

After the 3E exam, the students who successfully felt the call of the dragon's blood will test their speech skills in a classroom with sub-permissions, and file the materials.

Once the test is over, the vice-principal in the bell tower will take back the authority. This is a very serious matter. Even the principal Ange did not get the bronze medal for the sub-authority.

If we want to talk about the reason, it is actually different from what outsiders imagine. The principal and the vice-principal are not in the same affiliation relationship as the leader and the subordinate, but more equal. For example, in the alchemy matrix, the vice-principal is completely alone. Under the control of human beings, Angers only has the right to suggest. Even if Kassel is attacked by unknown forces, and even the students have to set foot on the battlefield, Angers can only suggest that the vice-principal temporarily close the commandments, not orders. The decision to close the discipline is still at the sole discretion of the Vice-Chancellor.

After all, Yan Ling is a kind of force that is more terrifying and unstable with higher bloodlines.

And in Cassel, there is such a terrifying man.

Of course, it wasn't Chu Zihang, nor Caesar.

It's Angers.

No one can imagine what will happen after the fall of the legendary dragon slayer Angers.

Don't say it's impossible.

Quite the opposite.

It's quite possible.

A 130-year-old man, even if his body is still strong, but what about his spirit?
Can he really still suppress the dragon's personality as firmly as he did when he was young?

What's more, as the vice principal, as a master alchemist, how could he not see it.

As early as how many years ago, Angers used the same technique as Chu Zihang.

The old man can live until now, and has not degenerated into a dead waiter.

That in itself is a miracle.

"Mingfei, may I ask?"

Angers toyed with the bronze medal.

"You spread martial arts in the Children's Palace."

"I came to Kassel to establish a new club, also to spread martial arts."

"But why?"

"Did someone expect you to do this?"

"No, it's my own will."

Lu Mingfei said.

"As for why."

His eyes drifted away, as if caught in memories.

"Principal, are you interested in hearing the story?"

"About a girl who dreams of going home and opening a small supermarket."

"And a good man who thinks he's guilty."

Angers snapped his fingers playing the bronze medal.

The old man had a serious look on his face.

He heard the boy speak slowly, about the girl's unfinished dream, and the boy with no words on the tablet.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the sun was setting in Xichen, and night fell.

"They're all very ordinary people."

"They have no bloodlines, no language skills, they are not particularly good-looking, and they are not very rich."

"They're all very ordinary people."

After a moment of silence, Lu Mingfei suddenly said.

"But even ordinary people have the right to live."

"You also have the right to fight for your dreams and fight against your destiny."

The boy raised his head and looked at Angers.

There was a burning fire in his eyes.

"Ordinary people are too powerless and sad in the face of mixed races."

"But is it wrong to have no blood?"

"Who can decide their own birth?"

"Since this world has blocked their way to resist fate."

"Then I'll drive."

He said.

The voice is not loud, but the words are sonorous.

This is the first time that Lu Mingfei has shared his ambition with others so clearly.

Or ideally.

Of course, the solution to the conflict between ordinary people and mixed races in the dragon world is not limited to the world's military.

The simplest and most convenient way is to kill the hybrids in this world, and even kill the dragons, and then kill the Black King Nidhogg at the source of the blood. This extraordinary system will probably be broken. Without the hybrids, the contradictions will be broken. Nature ceases to exist.

But Lu Mingfei has a better way.

The world is armed.

Like his lone hero, he made a bright future for ordinary people.

He is more willing to open up the way for ordinary people to rise.

After all, destiny is their own destiny.

He is giving the world a key.

But when they opened the door and walked forward, they still had to go by themselves.

It's not whether you are tired or not, nor is it whether you can do something or not.

It was because Lu Mingfei was simply unwilling to do it.

People make their lives shine because they have dreams and strive for them.

It was Lu Mingfei who saw this light and was moved by it, so he set up the great wish of spreading martial arts in the world.

He always believes that everyone's life should be decided by themselves.

No one is qualified, has the right, to decide another's life.

Whether you are a normal person, a hybrid, or even a dragon.

Are you really born noble?

for what?Lineage?Or strength?

Then I want to spread martial arts all over the world, so that ordinary people without blood can punish dragons against them.

Pull down those who are high above.

"That's it."

Ange smiled relieved.

"I didn't know until I saw you."

"I am really old."

He put down the bronze medal and pushed it heavily to Lu Mingfei.

"Put it away, and don't give it to others casually."

"As for the vice-principal, since it's the authority he gave you, take it, your words, um, don't you want to die?"

"Maybe it will come in handy in a pinch."

"not to mention."

The old man smiled gently.

"If you are the one holding the bronze medal, I'm relieved."

"Okay, since spreading martial arts is your personal will, how about considering my suggestion?"

"Teacher, but I only know martial arts, and my understanding of dragons..."

"This is enough."

Angers said.

"You don't need to be a master of alchemy or dragon genealogy."

"Since you want to spread martial arts, why don't you just become Kassel's physical education teacher?"

Lu Mingfei was thoughtful.

"P.E. teacher?"

"Well, Ming Fei, you may have seen our course selection list. In addition to the traditional genealogy of dragons, detailed interpretation of words and spirits, and magic mechanics, each student has to take at least three subjects to make up credits."

"These elective courses include sailing, swimming, flower arrangement, tea ceremony, movie appreciation and so on."

"Sounds like it's raising an artist, not a dragon slayer."

"Hehe, I hope you can understand, Mingfei. Because of the dragon's blood, there are extremely dangerous hidden dangers in the spirit of mixed races. Learning some arts is a necessary means of relaxation."

"Is it similar to resting the mind, I probably know."

"Replenishment, interesting way of saying it."

Angers smiled.

"Of course, in addition to the necessary artistic edification, we have also carried out a large number of elective courses to cultivate fighting skills, such as Taijiquan and Bajiquan, Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Japanese Kendo."

Lu Mingfei smiled and shook his head.

"Is this how Cassel trains students?"

"Teaching combat skills in physical education classes lacks real combat."

"They're just kids after all."

"But these kids can single out more than three special soldiers."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"You know, principal, since I came to Kassel, I have been disappointed more than once."

"This is the place to train dragon slayers."

"Students have to search for dangerous hybrids and even dragons all over the world after graduation, and then desperately."

"But what did they learn in college?
He smiled.

"I don't think that Frigga bullets that can't kill people can cultivate real dragon slayers."

Angers frowned.

"Mingfei, things are different from what you think."

"Something happened before, and I used to have the same thoughts as you, but after those events, I decided to make a change."

"Just soldiers are not enough to deal with resurgent dragons."

"We need geniuses, real leaders."

He looked at Lu Mingfei sincerely.

"Like you."

The young man shook his head.

"I don't think so."

After expressing no to the principal's words again, just listen to him.

"Individual heroes do not determine the development of events."

"Accumulated sand forms a tower, and two trees form a forest. If a sufficiently reliable foundation is lost, no matter how lofty a building is, there is a danger of overturning."

"As for ordinary mixed races, every soldier, even ordinary people, is a decisive force."

For a while, no one spoke again, and the two looked at each other, seeing diamond-like determination in each other's eyes.

Angers' emotion at the beginning of this conversation was not wrong.

He chatted with Lu Mingfei, not like a teacher or a student at all, but like a peer, or a person of the same status.

Both of them have their own persistence and opinions, and they firmly believe in it.

Anger is very clear that he is a character gradually formed in a long life, but what about Mingfei?

This boy only.

What makes him have such a heart.

A flash of spiritual light flashed across the old man's mind like a shooting star.

He murmured in his heart.

Is it your master?

Ming Fei.

"Physical education teacher, if the principal is willing, I will take it."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Would you like it?"

Angers raised an eyebrow.

"Heh, principal, you know, I suddenly realized what a convenient speech spirit I have awakened."

"do not die."

Lu Mingfei showed a heartfelt smile, eager to try, full of anticipation.

Such a smile made Angers subconsciously feel bad.

"And the vice-principal gave me the authority to use the spirit of speech in Kassel."

He tossed the bronze medal.

"It's great, isn't it?"

"Friga bullets that don't kill anyone are so boring."

"Do you have any plans, Mingfei?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, since you have entrusted the students to me, principal, let me be Kassel's physical education teacher."

"I will definitely make these students reborn, at least, become a truly qualified soldier."

He showed a harmless smile.

Ange gently tapped the desk with his index finger rhythmically.

After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief and smiled helplessly.

"In that case, just let it go and do it."

"Don't make too much noise."

"Also, Mingfei, there is one thing you need to pay attention to."

"Principal, please speak."

"You are just a temporary teacher."

Angers said.

"If Kassel wants to hire a formal professor, he needs to go through the procedures of the school board. After all, you are only a student and a teacher at the same time. Even if it is just a physical education teacher, you will definitely attract questions from the school board."

"This is a rather troublesome matter."

"So, you are just a temporary teacher, specifically, probably as a teaching assistant."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Okay, I get it, actually I don't care about the title, whether it's an assistant teacher or a professor, as long as he can teach martial arts, let him go."

"I look forward to your lessons."

"The principal is always welcome to attend."

The old man picked up the black tea and smiled slightly.

"In this case, your society..."

"The Kyushu branch still has to be established."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I'm teaching Kyushu martial arts. How can I do it without the Kyushu branch? Although it's a bit formalistic, I think it's necessary."

"Is that so."

Ang Hot nodded.

"Then I wish you success."

"I will, Headmaster."

Lu Mingfei drank the tea in his cup in one breath, nodded goodbye to the old man across the table, and got up to leave.

"Mingfei."

Angers asked suddenly.

"Ever heard of walking?"

The old man put emphasis on the word "walking". Obviously, this is not a verb, but a noun that refers to an existence.

"walk?"

Lu Mingfei turned around and asked curiously.

"what is this?"

Angers smiled heartily.

"A character in a martial arts novel, hidden in the dark, with a mysterious background and powerful power."

"Sounds like fun."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Do you still like to treat people to drink Laba porridge while walking?"

Angers looked surprised.

"Laba porridge?"

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei smiled and waved his hand.

"Let's go, boss."

The door is closed.

"boss?"

Angers murmured strangely.

"Oh, looks like it was discovered?"

A handsome middle-aged man appeared in Lu Mingfei's previous seat.

He withdrew his gaze towards the door.

"S-class can actually find you?"

Angers was really surprised this time.

"It can't be said that he discovered it. With the current him, he probably can't do this kind of thing."

The middle-aged man picked up the third cup of black tea.

"It should be that he guessed that I would come, after all, your cup of tea is too obvious."

"Haha."

Angers shook his head.

"This is different from what you said, S-rank, the same class as him, I am under a lot of pressure."

"what is the relationship?"

The middle-aged man said lightly.

Sitting here, he naturally gave birth to an aura that everything is under control.

Unless he is with Lu Mingfei, he is king no matter who he is facing.

The supreme king.

"The stronger he is, the more likely the plan will succeed, isn't it?"

Ange stroked the black tea, but remained silent.

"Put away your worries, Angers."

said the middle-aged man.

"What he has to do is far greater than you can imagine."

"Dragon Slaying? Dragon King?"

The middle-aged man sneered.

"He is the one who wants to cut off reincarnation with his own hands."

Ange smiled inexplicably.

"people?"

he murmured.

"Is it really human?"

The old man shook his head and did not continue the topic.

"Well, I don't care what is great or not."

"Following the contract, I will support him in doing what he wants."

"Next, it's your turn."

Angers tried to look him in the eyes.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Once again failed.

From the very first meeting until now, he has never once looked directly at the other person's face.

At the most, the eyes fell on the black tea in the opponent's hand, and could no longer move up.

This is a world of hybrids and dragons.

Such mysterious and mysterious things as momentum also exist.

The dragon kings have a natural king's speech spirit, standing high above, looking down on their people.

So, what about the existence above the Dragon King?
God, don't look directly at it.

There have been countless dead nights when Angers sat alone and meditated.

What kind of existence is he dealing with?
The man who called himself the devil.

But... the devil?
Isn't the devil too, God?

Contemplation returns to contemplation, but Angers never regretted it.

Chu Zihang could risk his life for revenge.

As the principal, how could he be compared by the younger generation.

Even if he made a deal with the devil and fell into the abyss, he would use his jackknife, his arms and his teeth to bite the bodies of the dragon kings before that.

Drag them to hell with them.

"Then tell me."

Angers asked.

"Where are the bronze and the fire?"

…………

Ten o'clock at night, Amber Hall.

This is almost an exhibition of the world's top luxury cars.

Even more exaggerated than that.

The handsome mixed-race youths got out of the car and stretched out their arms so that the girls in evening dresses could gently catch them.

The two looked at each other and smiled, a beautiful picture like a Japanese youth anime, accompanied by slowly falling roses and Mozart's waltz, stepped on the red carpet leading to the Amber Pavilion.

At this moment, they are youthful and radiant, like the center of the audience.

But everyone knew, and they themselves knew, that there was another person at the center of the audience.

At the end of the red carpet, on the marble high-backed chair engraved with the myth of Solomon, Caesar, the chief of the student union, sits here.

On the lap is Dik Rado unsheathed.

When visitors passed by the boy, no matter male or female, they all nodded respectfully.

Then he looked back and cast his gaze on the way back and forth.

Everyone knows that there is only one person who can make the head of the student council, Kaiser, greet him with such a gesture.

Three days ago, his name was Chu Zihang.

Three days later, his name was Lu Mingfei.

So, when Lu Mingfei, who was wearing a Cassel uniform, came along with Finger and Zero.

Naturally, it got the attention of the audience.

The elites in Kassel were stunned for a while.

Then there is a deep admiration.

As expected of an S-class, when everyone was still using luxury cars to show their status, he already disdained it. Just look at his calm walking, how impressive it is.Sure enough, they were superficial.

Maybe this is the so-called big shot, every word and deed will be interpreted infinitely by others.

As for Lu Mingfei.

"Do you have to drive for such a short distance?"

"It seems that the amount of exercise of the Kassel students is worrying."

He nodded.

"It's decided, let's double it first."

"Boss, I'm sorry to ask."

Fingal is wary.

"Double what?"

"Of course it's the amount of training."

Lu Mingfei smiled heartily.

"Don't worry, no one will die."

(End of this chapter)