Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 362 Walk in the West
It turned out to be... a yes vote.

There was a dead silence at the hearing.

Fingal nearly popped his eyes out.

He was about to rush over without thinking, holding him down with one hand, it was Caesar.

The head of the student council said arrogantly.

"Look good."

The old monk noticed something strange in the venue.

With the girl school manager in front, anyone can guess the husky's inclination, it must be against the proposal, they are all the same, they are firmly on the S-class side.

The old monk had already closed his eyes and didn’t want to watch anymore. He just wanted this farce to end as soon as possible. Everything today was like a nightmare. Nothing went according to plan. That ignorant S-rank humiliated him face-to-face, and he couldn't swallow this tone no matter what.

The old monk swore viciously in his heart, wait for me S-rank, so what if you are strong, you have family, friends, someone who cares, he can't wait to see the regretful expression of S-rank Yes, just thinking about it makes the old monk very excited.

Lu Mingfei in the hearing seat cast a glance at this side, Wu Dao felt it intuitively, reminding him that someone seemed to be trying to harm him.

No, he is very familiar with this premonition, the target is not aimed at himself, if it is malicious against himself, he must be strongly counted.

He remembered the crisis of the online management girl half a year ago.

So is it aimed at the people around me?

Lu Mingfei was thinking, his eyes stopped on Frost, and then turned to the old monk.

He nodded and made a gesture to Caesar. The idea that had been hesitating since last night was finally finalized.

A person's name needs to be annotated with matching deeds. Perhaps the name of the King of Bronze and Fire is too big for some people. They only know how strong they are, but they don't know how strong they are. Naturally, Lu Mingfei killed him. The achievements of the Dragon King lack real sense, and the solution is simple. Humans are such creatures that only hurt when they are cut with a knife.

It just so happened that Lu Mingfei had such a knife in his hand.

Thinking about it, Lu Mingfei saw Husky gesticulating to his side from the corner of his eye, clasping his palms together, shaking up and down, is this... begging for mercy?
This guy.

Looking at the husky, then at the girl, Lu Mingfei suddenly understood.

Abstention was not allowed in this vote, so they agreed that one person was in favor and the other was against.

Are you wise and safe?
Lu Mingfei smiled at the two of them.

It doesn't matter, it's not the time to be angry yet, he wants to see what will happen next, all the school directors present have voted, so, are they really going to charge Yuanwu Academy?
A strange atmosphere spread in the auditorium.

The Kassel students exchanged glances quietly.

Do you want to do it?

hold on.

What are you waiting for!
Without the order of Master Lu, I see who dares to move!
Hell, what the hell is Master Lu thinking!
Look at it, I don't think that the S-level road master will be a character of swallowing his anger.

As for the president and chief, let them persuade Master Lu!

Where have you been standing?The principle of combining movement and stillness in martial arts, sit down for me!
Some students wanted to get up, but they were held down by the people next to them. Some people looked at Lu Mingfei frequently, but their S-levels still sat still. Some people kept winking at Kaiser and Chu Zihang, hoping that the two He could stand up and do something, but the result remained the same. Kaiser and Chu Zihang completely ignored the restless students. Their reaction was the same as that of Lu Mingfei, as if the martial arts that the school board was about to acquire had nothing to do with them at all.

But how could it not matter, the establishment of the Martial Arts Academy was built by them on their backs one by one. They stand on the zenith platform and watch the sun rise from the distant horizon. Thinking, they competed in the martial arts arena, and grew up amidst wins and losses.

So, how could it be okay.

It is true that the Martial Academy belongs to Kassel and is presided over by Lu Mingfei, but it also belongs to each of them, to them, to every warrior.

Guderian twisted his butt anxiously, as if a stove was lit under the chair to warm him up. He wanted to get up several times to say something, but look at the luxurious lineup of the professors, as well as King Solomon and the school principals. Yes, Guderian sat back downcast again, he thought to himself, Guderian, Guderian, a person who doesn’t even have tenure in Kassel, what qualifications do you have to speak on this occasion, step back Ten thousand steps to speak, even if you speak, who will listen?
Thinking about it this way made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Manstein patted the back of his old friend's hand.

"Look at the S-class."

Kassel's Disciplinary Committee Chairman said.

"Remember, Guderian, you said that we can always trust that child."

Guderian slowly raised his drooping head.

He glanced at Manstein, the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee still looked serious. Speaking of which, among the professors in Kassel, Manstein probably had the most special attitude towards S-class, let alone Guderian who was offline every day. Well, even Schneider, whose expression changed from the students in Kassel, looked at Lu Mingfei differently, and his attitude could even be described as gentle.

But Manstein is not. He never gives S-class good looks, but he never makes things difficult. It is difficult for you to tell exactly what Manstein's attitude towards S-class is. What is certain is that it is definitely not disgust, nor It is definitely not hatred. As an old friend for many years, Guderian once asked him. After all, one side is an old friend and the other side is a promising student. Guderian hopes from the bottom of his heart that these two people can get along in harmony.

Manstein's answer was strange.

What he said was, "I don't know either."

Not only other people, but many times even Manstein can't figure out what's wrong with him. He knows what he's doing, and subconsciously stays away from S-level. Moreover, Manstein can still feel the deep desire for S-level in his soul. level of fear.

But there is no reason, why should he be afraid of S-class?
Manstein had a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell where the strange feeling came from. If he was an experienced alchemist, he could answer his question.

This strange feeling is the lack of memory. Manstein has forgotten something, and he can't even remember the thing he had forgotten. This is a very advanced memory cleaning method in alchemy, and it goes deeper. Even the legendary technology of completely blocking all memories of another person in one person's mind can only be achieved by the Dragon King.

The memory of living beings is a very profound field. The knowledge of alchemy in this area directly points out that forgetting is a false proposition. No matter whether a person is as noble as a dragon or as frequent as a human, as long as he is a living body, it is impossible to completely forget. Forgetting, the ignorance they have experienced is deposited in their minds and cannot be taken away. All you can do is to shield and weave new scenes to cover the original memories, so that the logic of the front and back is harmonious. The best at this is naturally The Dragon King, and even a certain existence in the legend can do such a near-mythical thing of deceiving the whole world, replacing Rema with Jack. Since then, no one has heard of the existence of Rema. Of relationships and upbringing, another person.

In fact, Manstein once guessed that what happened to him might have something to do with his cheap father. Although the vice-principal is unreliable, he is a real master of alchemy, so if Manstein goes to the vice-principal if……

Thinking about it, Manstein still had no interest in finding the vice-principal in the end. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe in this cheap old man, so he thought it was wishful thinking. In the end, Manstein still believed that the vice-principal loved him. How should I describe this feeling? After all, he was a child who grew up in an orphanage and didn't know who his parents were. No matter how many faults or bad personalities the vice principal has, he is Manstein. Because of the father.

So, whatever he did to me, sure, it was better for me.

Manstein thought so.

He glanced at the vice-principal, then set his eyes on Lu Mingfei.

What will you do, S-Class.

Snyder was probably one of the few people on the field whose attention wasn't on the big screen.

It seems that for the Executive Minister, there is something more important than the decision of the school board at this moment.

That's exactly what happened.

Although Schneider is also very concerned about martial arts, and believes that this is an extremely important technology for mixed races, which can significantly improve their combat power, but at this moment, his attention is completely attracted by another matter.

The status of students in Kassel.

Schneider could clearly see the enthusiasm of the students at this moment, and there were clusters of blazing fires burning in their eyes. These students, who had always gone their own way until they were defiant, slowly united. They were angry because of the same thing , and were ready to fight for the same thing, with Lu Mingfei at the center, something called cohesion began to appear among this group of proud mixed races.

Perhaps after today, they can truly become a whole.

Schneider is looking forward to this scene.

The big screens showed the results of the vote: three in favor, two against, and zero abstentions.

After a short period of disbelief, the old monk immediately fell into ecstasy. He clenched his fists hard and glanced at Lu Mingfei happily, "S rank, right? This is the price of your provocation. I heard that you care about your martial arts. This valuable knowledge belongs to us starting today!

Lu Mingfei probably noticed that someone was looking at him, so he moved his eyes away from the big screen, and turned to look at the old monk. Lu Mingfei smiled, the clean smile of a teenager.

The good mood of the old monk came to an abrupt end, he couldn't understand, obviously the S rank had already lost, and his martial arts would soon belong to the school board, what a huge loss this was, and half a year's hard work was wasted, why didn't this guy not Turning from embarrassment into anger, you can still laugh?

Could it be that, at this point, is there any backup for the S-rank?

Frost remained calm. He took the movement of the audience into his eyes and did not announce the result. Instead, he whispered something to Percy. Percy nodded to express his understanding. Looking at the dead corner of other people's eyes, when he realized it, Paxi was already standing behind Lu Mingfei.

"Hello."

Passy said to Lu Mingfei.

"Mr. Patriarch hopes that you can think about it again. His invitation last night is still valid. If you agree, the Patriarch can freeze the proposal immediately, and he will also have the right to support your actions in the future."

Lu Mingfei sat quietly for a long time after listening.

"last night?"

He blinked thoughtfully.

"What did your Patriarch say?"

Passy abided by the etiquette and magnanimity that a noble secretary should have. He was not angry, but explained Frost's invitation again in a simple and clear way. In short, Gattuso is happy to establish a new era in Lu Mingfei. In the process, do your best.

"Oh, I remember."

"Please help me tell your Patriarch, Mr."

Lu Ming said non-politely.

"Stop dreaming, I'm not interested."

Paxi's expression remained the same, and he was about to leave after saying goodbye, but was stopped by Lu Mingfei.

"By the way, I remember, your name is Patsy, isn't it?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Just did a good job."

"It's handsome."

Percy seemed stunned for a moment.

He quickly realized that the S-level was talking about the incident he rescued the girl school manager not long ago.

"You flatter me."

Percy bowed slightly.

"It's all my job, it's nothing to worry about."

Watching Paxi go away, Lu Mingfei glanced at Caesar again, tsk, interesting.

"Did the S-rank say so?"

"I see."

Frost nodded.

"Then announce it."

"Yes."

Patsy walked to the big screen.

The restless venue gradually cooled down.

The eyes of the mixed races all focused on Gattuso's head secretary.

Frost was still watching Angers.

Even now, as they approached their final victory, there was still one thing that bothered Frost.

It is Angers.

Maybe many people can't understand Lu Mingfei, and think that this S-level man has some backhands if he doesn't move, but Frost doesn't think so. He is Gattuso's acting head, and he has seen too many people. Rost can see that Lu Mingfei's confidence comes from himself. This S-class who has established the great cause of slaying the dragon has sufficient confidence in his own strength. Don't look at him just sitting there quietly. In fact, The S-Class is ready to go.

The emotions of the Kassel students should also be intentional by this S-class. Only extreme suppression can usher in a spectacular explosion. The S-class did not say that he was letting the students' emotions grow wildly.

Quite a clever means of domination.

Frost gave an evaluation in his heart.

Sometimes he was really confused, especially the more S-level materials he read, the more confused Frost became.

The S-class is obviously just a young man, but the means he shows in many places are so sophisticated, everyone knows what the young mixed-races represent, lawless and pretentious, and the most difficult thing is that they do have pretentious Confidence, strictly speaking, these students are the real favored children of heaven, and I also know how difficult it is to manage these favored children of heaven.

But S-class just sat down, did it lightly, without any fireworks, he used the school board of directors to push the boat along, and established a common enemy for the students. Because there is a common enemy, there is naturally a cohesion.

So pretty that Frost wanted to applaud him.

Therefore, after the results are announced later, no matter what the S-rank does, Frost will not be surprised.

He is ready to face the storm.

The EVA of the war personality is also awakened for this.

But... what about Angers?

Although he was reluctant, Frost had to admit that he couldn't understand Angers.

This is a formidable opponent.

Its strength is not only reflected in the time-playing language and S-level blood, but more importantly, the wisdom and experience accumulated in Angers' 30 years of life.

His heart is an impenetrable lonely city, and unless Ange is willing, no one can know what the legendary dragon slayer is thinking.

It's the same this time.

Frost could see that Angers had a chance to win, and he could see that he was very confident, but what he couldn't understand was where the old guy's confidence came from.

Passi stood in front of the big screen, and he was about to announce the voting results of the school board, as well as the content of the proposal about Kyushu Budo that was passed soon.

The students in Kassel straightened their backs unconsciously, they tensed their muscles, exercised enough strength, and were in a state of being ready to do it at any time.

The image of the girl in the red dress appeared beside Paxi, EVA stared at the audience indifferently, the smell of gunpowder was unbearable, and the frozen air was almost suffocating.

Even Guderian, who had always been off-line to the point of being an idiot, realized something was wrong. He looked around nervously, his throat moved, and he swallowed frequently.

"No matter what happens next, follow me."

Manstein kept his voice extremely low.

Guderian widened his eyes in surprise, seeing that his old friend seemed to want to say something, Manstein scolded in a low voice.

"Idiot, shut your mouth!"

Guderian immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice, pursed his mouth tightly, and said nothing.

Manstein exhaled and tugged on the neckline. Of course, he also felt great pressure. He even guessed what would happen next. Damn it, is the secret party going to break up from now on?
He hopes Angers can do something, you are the principal of Kassel, but unfortunately, Angers is still the same, fooling around, even at this time, he is still knocking Mozart on the long table with his index finger, damn old man, Kassel Searle is going to die and still miss your Mozart, why don't you die!

Manstein stomped his feet irritably. He was using this method to divert his attention. Speaking of which, the more he admired the S-class at this time, the S-class was still so calm even though it was in the center of the vortex. It was amazing. I can't figure out how his heart grows.

Manstein didn't pay too much attention to Lu Mingfei, he glanced at the venue secretly, this is planning the escape route for the meeting, as the direct descendant of the vice principal, Manstein knows many secrets of Kassel, ordinary people only know The bell tower is the vice principal's alchemy workshop. It is as terrifying as a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Once you enter the bell tower, it is equivalent to stepping into the vice principal's domain.

But why don't they think about it, the vice principal has stayed in Kassel for more than half a century, long enough for two generations to grow up, half a century is too long for a true alchemist, long enough accomplish anything they set their minds to.

For example, transforming a university into a war fortress.

Of course it's not the Battlestar Gundam anime. The vice principal can't make Cassel deform. It's not a matter of who makes up the head, it's simply impossible.

The vice-principal is an alchemist, and of course he used the method of an alchemist. He spent half a century engraving the matrix in an important area of ​​Kassel, and part of it was handed over to Norma, no, to be more precise, EVA, which is also the responsibility of the school board. One of the trump cards, but with the excellent character of the vice-principal, how could he not do some things such as false public affairs for personal gain? The vice-principal has left many back doors in this huge matrix system. Naturally, this auditorium also has three places. .

He just reminded his old friend. As for Schneider, Manstein gave it up after just one glance. After working together for many years, he knows his colleague better. The Minister regards responsibility more than his own life. In fact, if possible, Manstein has no doubt that Schneider will die during the mission. Death is a kind of relief for the Minister.

Just take Guderian with him. Manstein is confident that this old friend will be obedient, but if he still tries to take Schneider with him, he doesn't think the Minister of the Executive Department will leave his commissioner and escape by himself.

Please, the three of them are not monsters like Angers. How old are they? Research and command are their jobs. As for charging, let professional people do the professional work. There are so many great guys here. What's the matter? It's not their turn to do it themselves.

Manstein heard the secretary named Passy announce the results of the vote. It was no surprise that the proposal was passed. He almost subconsciously looked at the S-class. Thankfully, there was no overreaction. Manstein was relieved, but his heart The haze is still lingering, the calmer Lu Mingfei is, the more uneasy he becomes. Before the boots hit the ground, people will never know what will happen in the end.

Passy began to read the school board's martial arts proposal, and EVA's database was being opened. After he finished reading, Yuanwu Academy would be locked and closed to the outside world. The brand new Yuanwu Academy would not be reopened until the school board completed the rule structure. .

time is limited.

The students in Kassel looked solemn. They were like soldiers about to go to the battlefield, waiting for the commander's order at any time, and they would fight to defend their glory.

As for who their commander is, don't even think about it, Lu Mingfei.

Finally, when Passy read halfway through, Lu Mingfei moved.

The eyes of the students who had been paying attention to him all the time were fixed, and their breathing was subconsciously rapid.

Do you want to start?
but not.

Unfortunately, they found that Lu Mingfei did not give the order to attack.

He just looked at the big screen.

He looked at the stone chair representing the only vacant seat on the school board.

Or, to be more precise.

is the square outline on the chair.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

He remembered.

That square, by the way, no wonder I always feel that I have seen it somewhere.

is that you
Lu Mingfei connected the clues in Las Vegas not long ago.

It turned out that we met at that time.

He relaxed comfortably.

Then think of the vice principal's secret, the mysterious descendant.

Lu Mingfei suddenly had a feeling.

He seems to know why that lineage maintains the inheritance of the secret party until now.

They are waiting.

Lu Mingfei thought confidently.

They are waiting for me.

Frost naturally also noticed Lu Mingfei's abnormality.

The S-class is looking at... empty seats?
Countless thoughts flashed through Frost's mind.

In a certain moment, it was like fireworks exploding in my mind.

He thought about it.

For the first time Frost lost his composure.

He looked at Angers almost in shock.

Could it be that……

Angers smiled as always.

He was still calm and calm as usual.

Angers nodded to Frost, as if saying so.

"Yes, my friend, don't doubt it, that's what you guessed."

Frost pursed his lips tightly into a line.

The line is so steep and so sharp.

His face was as hard as a rock.

Frost leaned back heavily.

He closed his eyes.

ended.

The old monk gave Gattuso's acting head a strange look.

what happened to him?
We are clearly about to win, why are we so depressed?
Moreover, it was the first time that the old monk saw Frost so decadent.

What is...

For some reason, the old monk suddenly had an extremely bad premonition.

He found the S-class staring at the big screen, smiling expectantly.

He turned his head nervously.

He found Ange staring at the big screen, smiling expectantly.

The old monk's heart was pounding.

He could even hear the beating of blood pumping from his heart.

It rang in my ears.

The old monk's mouth was dry, he pursed his lips hard, and slowly raised his head to look at the big screen.

Sure enough, an accident happened.

The stone chair representing an empty seat lit up.

This means that the last member of the school board is online.

The incomplete coat of arms was gradually completed.

It was a star-like light, forming a square coat of arms.

The eyes of all the mixed races were attracted by this scene.

Since the hearing three days ago, the mixed-race people have been curious about the only empty chair on the school board, which is too eye-catching. They secretly discuss who the owner of this chair is, like Cassel or Gattuso An ancient mixed-race family?Or something more mysterious?
But today, now, at this moment, the mysterious identity of the last school manager will be revealed soon.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

At some point, he had an extra bronze token in his hand.

A square... bronze token.

The coat of arms of the mysterious school manager on the big screen is gradually completed, and the square outline is filled with simple greenness, and then the ink is splashed with a brush, and the four characters are written.

"Walking West"

Lu Mingfei held on to his bronze token, on which there were four characters, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, which was exactly the so-called: Walking in the world.

Speaking of which, the Luo girl I met in the Nibelungen seems to claim to be walking in the east.

Hidden door, hidden door, hidden door.

Lu Mingfei found it more and more interesting.

He murmured with a smile.

"I see."

In the Las Vegas report, Ye Sheng and Ya Ji mentioned a mysterious person who also practiced Kyushu Budo.

Later, they couldn't find him no matter what.

At the auction, Lu Mingfei met a vampire-like man by chance.

After talking about the data, the man left in a hurry after gesturing a square to him.

Then the little devil appeared. At that time, Lu Mingfei was still curious about the origin of that vampire-like man, because he judged from various signs that the reason why the little devil took so many troubles to make a big circle and put the seven deadly sins in the auction instead of handing them over directly To him, in order to attract certain people.

Apparently, the person the little devil was trying to lure out was exactly this one.

The picture jump of the big screen.

Light a little fire in the darkness, illuminating the simple token.

The little devil is looking for you.

West walk.

Or.

Hidden door.

"Cough cough."

Lazy baritone, with a fascinating magnetic.

"Hi everybody."

Xi Xingxing said to the little dragon people in a room.

"I should, it's not too late."

Of course, the changes that occurred made the venue silent.

The hybrids haven't figured out what happened, they need time to digest.

But West Walk is clearly not someone who likes to go around in circles.

"Let's just say it, what kind of proposal is this, I don't agree."

The words of walking in the west should be taken for granted, as if they are stating the facts.

Just through the sound, the mixed-races can already imagine an incomparable person, he looked down at everyone from a high position, and he never lit the golden pupils, or, he didn't need the golden pupils at all, the spirit and spirit of the warrior were his backbone, he was not born the king of lords, he will bring down all kings from their thrones, and he is his own king.

What is this...

The last mysterious school manager appeared, but the half-bloods still don't know his identity, and this coat of arms is too strange, it is actually four Chinese characters, wait, Chinese characters?
The mixed races are not stupid, they quickly realized a problem.

In other words, there are people from the Far East in the secret party's school board.

West walk?What kind of organization is this? They have never heard of it.

Only a few professors showed thoughtful expressions.

Walking in the west, could it be...

They remembered the records of ancient books.

The land in the Far East is still a restricted area of ​​the world of mixed races. A big reason is...their existence.

I thought they were just stuck in the Far East like old antiques, and had no interest in the outside world.

But who would have thought that the oldest descendant of the secret party was actually theirs.

The half-breeds who vaguely guessed something couldn't help but start thinking.

Why are they from the Far East appearing here at this time?
…………

It was the old monk who broke the silence of the venue first.

He is very excited.

"disagree!"

"Why don't you agree, we have to listen to you!"

"Sorry, the voting is over, you are late!"

"I'm late?"

Walking in the west is like hearing something ridiculous.

He laughed angrily.

"I'm late?"

"Aha."

"You said I was late!"

He laughed twice.

"Make it clear, it's obvious that you want to take my things without my consent."

"How dare you say I'm late!"

Xixing's tone suddenly turned cold.

"So, can I understand it as that?"

"This is your declaration of war against my hidden door."

The old monk wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he suddenly realized that his wrinkled old face froze suddenly.

What did he hear?
Hidden door!

Needle drop can be heard at the venue.

The mixed races only felt a pair of cold pupils scanning them condescendingly.

No matter how dull people are, they also noticed that when Xixi Xingxing said the hidden door, some people on the school board and professors changed their faces.

They seemed to recall some past events that they would never want to recall.

The mysterious and powerful Far East, the hidden door.

Frost slowly opened his eyes.

At a time like this, he is still needed to preside over the overall situation.

"Please understand that our friendship with Yinmen has never been thought of declaring war since ancient times."

(End of this chapter)