Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 167 The battle is over
John saw Lu Mingfei lying on the ground in a comfortable posture at first sight.

Although the overall appearance of the other party is still full of the temperament of a bad boy, but compared with the previous clear and penetrating eyes, it proves the other party's wisdom and reason at the moment.

John smiled at Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly.

"What a coincidence, student John," Lu Mingfei said.

John nodded and didn't say much, just continued to walk forward, and soon walked to the center of the parking lot ahead.

Almost at the same time, the doors of the churches and small buildings on both sides of the parking lot opened at the same time, and the heavy combat boots also took their first steps almost at the same time.

The man in the crimson combat uniform held a half-meter-long military hunting knife in his hand, and the black knife was branded with golden patterns;

The man in the black combat uniform carried a slender Japanese sword, the blade reflected the sunlight, making it dazzlingly bright.The two walked towards the parking lot, and the sound of unhurried footsteps made the atmosphere more and more tense.

The man in the crimson combat uniform stood on the side of the parking lot, took off the mask on his head, his golden hair was hanging loose, against a face like a Greek sculpture, he tossed the hunting knife in the air , the eyes are rare ice blue, and the gaze is cold.

The man in the black combat uniform also took off his mask, revealing a head of unruly black hair, pointing in different directions, as sharp as a sword.

The two of them were full of chills, and at this moment their cold eyes like blades fell on John.

"I really didn't expect a dark horse like you to appear. You really deserve to be an S-rank." The blond young man said.

The black-haired young man didn't speak, but adjusted his posture slightly, with the tip of the Japanese sword in his hand always pointed at John.

Lu Mingfei confirmed at first sight that this black-haired young man was the legendary Chu Zihang of Shilan Middle School, so the identity of the blond young man was ready to be revealed. It should be the one the two professors said they wanted to show him. Cesar Gattuso.

Just as Lu Mingfei was analyzing the situation of the characters, the atmosphere in the parking lot was tense to the limit.

"I admit that you are indeed excellent, but that's all."

The moment he said these words, Caesar shot out like a sharp arrow, and Lu Mingfei felt an invisible air pressure in the distance following Caesar's pounce, which made him tremble and stop breathing.

At the moment of pounce, Caesar's figure was blurred, it was because of the incredible speed, he was like an eagle swooping down from a high altitude!

The hunting knife and the arm holding the knife are unrecognizable, because the faster speed makes his knife almost invisible!

This is a knife to kill a person, tough, chilling, with the majesty of an emperor.

With such a knife, even a piece of iron in front of him will be cut open.

But it was such a slash that could almost cut through steel, but was blocked by a fleshy palm.

I saw John avoiding Caesar's slash like an antelope hanging its horns, and his left hand grabbed the back of the hunting knife in Caesar's hand like a snake.

But almost at the same time, Chu Zihang's figure was already close to John, and he saw the long knife in his hand sweeping an arc and freeze in mid-air.

In the next moment, the slow slash before was speeding up in vain, and Chu Zihang's saber also disappeared. With just a flick of his wrist, the long saber made a sharp blitz, and slashed towards John's neck with little force.

This is a skill beyond speed and strength. The knife is a lever, and the force on the tip of the knife will transmit the greatest force to the wrist of the knife holder.

But it was this perfect combination of strength and skill that was once again blocked by a fleshy palm.

Just like grabbing the back of a Caesar hunting knife, John's speed seemed to be teleporting suddenly. I saw him disappearing on the path that the blade must pass, and appearing beside Chu Zihang, with his right hand stretched out with the same Skills grabbed the back of the opponent's sword.

But even so, John could not let go of Caesar's hunting knife with his left hand, and Lu Mingfei could clearly see the shock that flashed across their faces.

The next second, the two turned the blades at the same time, seeing John let go of his hand, Caesar and Chu Zihang retreated at the same time, away from John.

Lu Mingfei only felt that his breathing became unobstructed again, and it was difficult for him to breathe because of the oppression of the two people just now.

"To be able to catch Dick Tudor and Murasame in the slash is really terrifying power and skill." Caesar's tone was full of appreciation.

Chu Zihang readjusted his posture and assumed another attacking posture. His eyes were fixed on John's neck like the tip of Murasame's knife in his hand.

The next moment, as if they had received a signal, the two shot again at the same time.

The hunting knife "Dick Rado" is fierce and strong in the hands of Caesar, while Chu Zihang's "Cun Yu" is like a ghost blending into the air, always flashing suddenly, making deadly slashes.

The swords of the two were so fast and dense, the unimaginable high-speed slash turned into an almost invisible virtual light, and the clear light of the sword turned into a rain curtain and shrouded John.

Both sides swung their knives gracefully like a dance performance, the speed was so fast that Lu Mingfei couldn't see clearly, a blurred black figure, a blurry crimson figure, the black figure of Dick Tudor, and the strong sunlight reflected by the village rain, mixed together and disassembled not open.

But their goal is the same, that is, John who stands at the center of the two.

But just like just now, John was like a flying swallow flexibly dodging in the rain, every slash was easily avoided by him, and he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, looking so relaxed and freehand.

The light reflected by Chu Zihang's knife in the air became more and more intensive, mixed with Caesar's roar, the murderous aura was thick and viscous.

Lu Mingfei looked at everything in front of him, and the cruelty of the mixed race left a deep impression on his heart. At the same time, he also clearly realized how powerful this John, who was enrolled at the same time as him, was.

Thinking that the other party is S-rank like himself, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but look bitter.

He could already think of the day when other people put himself on the same level as John, but Lu Mingfei still had a clear understanding of himself, if he really faced such a fighting intensity.

It is estimated that he will be beheaded by the horse at the first blow, and he will completely become a ghost.

It's just that he was curious about Diktodo and Murasame that Caesar had just mentioned.

According to the information he knew, "Dictator" means "dictator" in ancient Rome.

And "Murasame" was supposed to be a sword that didn't exist in the world at all, but it only appeared frequently in the Japanese version of the game.

It is said that the famous Japanese sword "Muramasa" kills a thousand people and it will automatically become the demon sword "Murasame".

But Lu Mingfei checked the information and knew that this knife was fabricated by Quting Maqin, a playwright in the Edo period, in the story of the Eight Dogs in Nanzongli, and someone in this academy really pulled out such a knife.

I can think of the professors' introduction to the Dragon Clan, or maybe such a weapon really existed in history.

Just as Lu Mingfei was thinking wildly, the battle between the three in the parking lot had come to an end.

Caesar was the first to lose the battle, and each of his attacks required a lot of physical strength. After all, such a powerful knife must require a lot of explosive power.

So at the moment when his trajectory of swinging the knife shifted due to his weakened physical strength, John punched him out of the battle circle.

Seemingly knowing that the next battle would be useless, Caesar lay down on the ground and chose to admit defeat silently.

And Chu Zihang didn't hold on for a long time, almost at the same time, the village rain in his hand was taken away by John, and it was placed on his neck instead.

Faced with such a situation, Chu Zihang naturally chose to admit defeat, after all, he is not someone who cannot afford to lose.

At this moment, the final winner of this battle was born.

The campus suddenly fell silent, and the sun shone on the gunpowder smoke, glowing a beautiful golden color.

John stood in the sun, maybe it was an illusion, but Lu Mingfei always felt that the other's hair was burning like a flame.

The sonorous and powerful march resounded throughout the campus, and the campus public address system, which had been mute for a long time, seemed to have just woken up after a nap.

The door of an unknown building opened, and doctors and nurses swarmed out, carrying suitcases with emblems.

Lu Mingfei saw the doctors taking out the syringes to inject the corpses, which seemed to be resuscitation agents for those bullets.

At this moment, a little old man with thin round gold-rimmed glasses and a shiny bald head covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief, frowned and sighed, and came towards John.

Passing through the wall full of bullet holes, his sigh became more touching. It seemed that he was very distressed about the loss.

John naturally noticed the old man, and he walked up to John and looked him up and down.

"I know you, John Williams, one of the two S's this year."

"I'm the Disciplinary Committee! Professor Manstein!" The little old man said contemptuously, "Let's take a break! Current students! You don't put your studies in the first place when you enter school, but you participate in this kind of boring game! Very annoying Is it fun? Is it fun?"

As he spoke, he became angry again, pointing to the granite surfaces of those buildings covered with bomb craters, "These are all money, all are money!"

John didn't say much. After returning the village rain in his hand to Chu Zihang, he went directly to Lu Mingfei and sat down.

Lu Mingfei moved his butt to make room for John, at this moment he saw someone pat John on the shoulder from behind
"Don't mind, Manstein is my good friend, he is a bit greedy for money, I will ask him to take care of your homework in the future."

Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw that it was none other than Professor Guderian who had just been shot on John's shoulder.

The old professor still had a large "blood stain" on his chest, but he was in good spirits.

"I'm not worried about this. If he asks me for compensation, I can't afford it." John said casually.

"Don't worry, all the compensation will be paid by the Gattuso family."

At this moment, a voice came, and then Lu Mingfei saw Caesar, who had just fought with John, sitting beside John, and Lu Mingfei felt that there was someone sitting beside him, and turned his head to see that it was indeed Chu Zihang.

"Caesar Gattuso" Caesar stretched out his hand with a bright smile.

John held out his hand with a blank expression: "John Williams"

"Chu Zihang"

"Nice to meet you."

Afterwards, several people fell into silence. Chu Zihan was silent because he didn't talk much, and Caesar was silent because he was thinking about what to say to draw John into the student union.

As for the little white rabbit Lu Mingfei who was caught in it, he didn't know what to say, so he chose to be quiet for the time being.

So when the others woke up, they saw their respective bosses sitting together with the school's two S grades this year without saying a word, not knowing what they were doing.

　In the past two days, I have been thinking about the development of the next plot, and I will update it for the time being.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)