Superman's Journey

Chapter 127

"You're really a jerk!"

The moment Caesar left, Lincoln's illusory figure in the mirror space appeared in front of Lu Mingfei: "Or have you already planned how to receive twice the special training?"

"No, I didn't!" Seeing Lincoln who suddenly appeared, Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and then he suddenly realized something: "You've been here all this time?"

"No, I just came here a few seconds ago, and I happened to see the picture of you letting Caesar go." Lincoln replied casually, and then waved his hand: "Whatever you want, maybe this is part of your plan, you just need to remember, A championship, or twice as much special training."

After finishing speaking, Lincoln's voice quickly faded away, and disappeared before Lu Mingfei's eyes in just a moment.

In the clock tower of Kassel College, Nicholas Flammel is drinking spirits leisurely and enjoying westerns and pornographic magazines.

For a normal person, the environment here may not be as good as the campus where Freedom Day activities are going on, but Flamel, who is the vice principal, likes it very much.

In the mirror space, stones laid out the stairs leading to the clock tower, and the stone wall in front of him was also open like a door. Without attracting anyone's attention, he walked into Flamel's room, and then walked out from the mirror world.

Lincoln, who has no dragon blood, is like an invisible person who does not exist in the natural induction of the mixed race. It was not until Lincoln picked up a magazine that Flamel treasured in his palm that the vice principal finally realized There are more people in the room.

He stared at Lincoln who suddenly appeared as if he had seen a ghost, and after a moment of astonishment, he suddenly calmed down: "Are you the honorary advisor Angers mentioned?"

Lincoln nodded slightly, flipped through the magazine in his hand, and then put it back on the table: "I heard that you are proficient in alchemy?"

"That's right." Flamel didn't hide anything: "Among the only people in the world who know alchemy, I am the strongest one."

"That's good." Lincoln sat on the sofa and looked at Flamel with a slight smile: "I need your knowledge."

The power of superman is powerful, but before stepping from a materialistic superman to a spiritual superman, superman's power is often limited to the physical level.

In many cases, when Lincoln performed some incredible operations, he used magic with superhuman power as the source.

In essence, this is his own power, but the increase in knowledge allows him to display some unique abilities in advance, and now, he is somewhat interested in the power system of this world.

Whether it is speech or alchemy, in Lincoln's view, it is actually the result of dragons manipulating elements and substances with their unique power.

This manipulation method is somewhat different from magic, but it can also be learned.

For people in this world, whether they have the blood of the dragon is an important prerequisite for controlling the elements, but the restrictions on this thing for Lincoln simply do not exist.

There are many observation targets about the language spirits in this academy. Although there are many high-sequence language spirit owners missing, as long as there are dozens of word spirit owners, Lincoln is enough to summarize the general rules.

But there are really not many people who use elements to change matter. Flamel in front of him is one, and he represents human beings' understanding and application of alchemy.

Norton, the unrecovered dragon king, is also one, and he represents the understanding and application of alchemy by dragons.

The understanding of the former may not be complete, but a general outline is enough, and Lincoln can figure out the rest by himself.

In the bell tower, Flamel happily discussed all kinds of alchemy with Lincoln, and the students in the college played more and more happily.

To Lu Mingfei, Caesar is a very good person!

Not only did he take away Nuonuo who might make trouble for him, but he also bravely led the members of the student union and the people of the Lion Heart to fight.

Compared to fighting bravely in front with a knife and a gun, Lu Mingfei always believes that his current plan of hiding in the dark and preparing to steal chickens is the best!

Originally, his plan was to wait for the Lionheart Society and the Student Union, the two largest violent gangs in the school, to come out at the end to pick up the leak, but Chen Motong was still Chen Motong!
She grabbed Caesar, who was about to carry a knife to fight head-on with the president of the Lionheart Society, and pointed to the dark place quietly: "There are others alive."

Caesar frowned slightly, a little unclear, so: "After I finish Chu Zihang, those fish that escaped the net will not be able to make any trouble."

Looking at the confident Caesar, Chen Motong was silent for a moment: "What if I told you that Lu Mingfei from before was a guy who could cut bullets within three meters?"

Caesar:? ? ?
A knife splits a bullet within three meters?
If it weren't for the serious expression on Chen Motong's face, Caesar would have suspected that Chen Motong was joking.

Colt M1911, the initial velocity of the bullet is about 250m/s, and the distance of three meters can make the bullet hit the target in only 0.012 seconds, but now suddenly a ruthless person who can react within 0.012 seconds and split the bullet?
What the hell?

Isn't that guy a freshman?This is called a new student?Principal Ange's speed is no more than that, right?

"Are you serious?"

The facts were so exaggerated that Caesar couldn't believe it: "Are you serious?"

"Yeah!" Chen Motong nodded heavily: "I'm sure, that's why I told you not to fight that guy before."

"But now, everyone else has been dealt with. You can go and have a good fight with him. By the way, call your old opponent."

Chen Motong had a bright smile on his face, and a crystal light shone in his eyes.

Obviously, rather than winning this Freedom Day, what she saw was more like a three-person melee between the president of the student union, the president of the Lionheart Club, and the monster Lu Mingfei.

In fact, not only her, even Caesar himself was a little moved when he heard Chen Motong's description.

The essence of Freedom Day is to select the strong and the winner, and now, the three-person melee can also determine the final winner, which is acceptable!

So, under the puzzled eyes of everyone, Caesar ordered the shooting to stop, and asked someone to use the radio room to send out a broadcast.

"Chu Zihang, don't you have many people?"

Chu Zihang?
Lu Mingfei, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned when he heard the name. He thought the name sounded familiar, but before he remembered it, a calm voice sounded: "It's not much, but it's enough to get rid of you." .”

"Or, the two of us will meet each other in the parking lot, and whoever wins will be the final winner."

"This doesn't look like your style." Chu Zihang's voice was still calm: "You never did this before."

"That's because a spoiler came today." Caesar laughed, and then said loudly: "Lu Mingfei, I know you can hear me, and you have to come to the parking lot, otherwise, I will let my men find you. Then they shot you indiscriminately and eliminated you!"

Lu Mingfei:? ? ? ! ! !
Lu Mingfei, who was still eating melons a second ago, was stupid. He couldn't understand how the good Caesar would mention him.

Obviously he is just a mediocre freshman, shouldn't Caesar's proud lion-like guy ignore him logically?

Why do you want him to join their melee by name?
Could it be that Nuonuo again? !
Lu Mingfei had a headache, he knew that his chicken stealing plan had been shattered.

Due to Caesar's call to stop in advance, there are not many gunmen in the school at present, but there are also many. If they raise their guns and shoot randomly, even Lu Mingfei will not be able to withstand it.

After all, the special training didn't last too long. Even if his body has been greatly developed, it is still limited.

In this situation, it is the best option to come forward to fight.

If he wins, it means that he doesn't need to face the rest of the team and wins directly; if he loses, he loses everything, so what are you thinking about?
A few minutes later, two figures appeared in the empty parking lot.

Caesar in the crimson combat uniform was standing on the side of the parking lot. He took off the mask on his head, his golden hair was scattered like a lion's mane, and the hunting knife called Dictator was thrown in the air. , flickering
On the other side of the parking lot, Chu Zihang, who was wearing a black combat uniform, also took off his mask, his thick black hair fluttering in the air, and the long knife named Murasame in his hand was sharp.

Looking at the familiar face, Lu Mingfei finally recalled at this moment: "Senior Chu?!"

The two kings faced each other in the parking lot, but no one moved, quietly waiting for the third person to join.

The surrounding environment was lonely. Seeing this scene, Lu Mingfei knew that it was his turn.

He sighed softly, took off the pistol on his body and put it on the ground, and walked into the field from the edge of the parking lot holding the knife that Guderian handed him, looking at Chu Zihang, trying to liven up the atmosphere: " Senior Chu, long time no see."

"You guys know each other?" Caesar looked at Chu Zihang and frowned slightly.

Unlike Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang has a very good memory. The moment he saw Lu Mingfei, he immediately recalled: "I know, I used to be from the same school."

"Tsk, I suddenly want to know the name of your school." Caesar said with a hint of amusement on his face, "It's rare that a small high school can produce two crouching dragons and phoenixes."

"I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of gossip now." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"That's because I'm very interested in you!" Caesar smiled on his face, and the next moment, his fiery golden pupils lit up, and the aura that only belonged to the mixed race was released in the field.

At the same moment, Chu Zihang's black pupils were also smudged with gold, and two different auras collided in the field, and Lu Mingfei, a guy with black pupils, looked out of place in it.

The solemnity of this collision of auras lasted only a few breaths. With the sound of a wind, two shadows collided together in the air with the shadow of swords, lights and swords. Stirred in.

Chu Zihang didn't hold back at all because of Lu Mingfei's status as a classmate and junior at the same school. It seemed that Lu Mingfei was the same as Caesar in his opinion.

The figures of the three fighting in the parking lot stirred like a whirlwind, and the cold shadows flickered, leaving deep marks around them.

Lu Mingfei was a little fortunate that the quality of the knife that Professor Guderian gave him was really good.

Both Murasame and Dick Tuido are unusual equipment, but this knife whose name is not known was not broken directly when facing these two knives, which is very good!
The tinkling and colliding sounds fluttered and swayed in the air like crisp bells, black shadows and red shadows intertwined, and among them, Lu Mingfei, who was wearing a white shirt, was so conspicuous.

Looking at the chaotic battle in the field, all the students outside were stunned.

Kaiser and Chu Zihang were recognized as the two most capable fighters in the school, but now, what did they see?
A freshman who had just entered school actually insisted on holding a knife and curling up between the two of them so as not to lose the wind.

They didn't doubt that it was Caesar and the two who kept their hands. The pride of the two would not let them do this. If Lu Mingfei was not strong enough, he would be kicked out of the battle the next moment he entered, not like he is now.

In the distance, French fries fell out of Fingel's mouth, who was planning to watch the excitement: "Are all the new students now monsters?"

What he said was exactly what the onlookers wanted to ask, because everything in front of them seemed too outrageous to them.

Bell tower.

After the exchange, Flamel put down the impurities and westerns, stood at the window and watched the battle in the parking lot: "That's your student? It looks very good!"

"For a guy who hasn't entered school to have this level of combat power, I think you are more suitable to be the principal than that old guy in Angers."

"Forget it, it's not necessary." Lincoln shook his head slightly: "If the resources I spent on him were used on every student, within three days, the school would have to close down."

Flamel: ? ? ?
Flamel glanced at Lincoln in surprise. He knew how rich the families behind Cassel were. To close down the school in three days, isn't that a pile of gold?
Flamel couldn't think of any resources in this world that could be so expensive, but he looked at Lu Mingfei's figure below, and nodded in conviction.

This level of combat power, in addition to extraordinary talent, can only be piled up with money.

"Fuck! I've been busy learning how to dodge and defend, but I haven't learned how to attack!"

Lu Mingfei, who held the knife and blocked and dodged again and again, was speechless.

The knives of the two people in front of him danced imperceptibly. As an ordinary person, he couldn't see any flaws at all. Although he was not injured until now, he still couldn't break through other people's defenses.

This is very helpless.

"Champion, champion." Knowing that Lincoln might be able to see it in the dark, Lu Mingfei's mood became more and more anxious.

He began to try to combine the results of special training with reality.

It's like using a stone ball to attack and block the stone ball, but now the difference is that he wants to use the blade of one of Chu Zihang or Caesar to attack the other.

A little difficult, but worth trying!

Lu Mingfei licked his lips, and the movements of his hands began to change. He didn't realize at all that the golden color in his pupils became more and more intense on the silver blade.

(End of this chapter)