Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 432 Chu Zihang's Trial, Father and Son
Chu Tianjiao was confused, extremely confused, extremely confused.

I feel like the world has suddenly become so strange.

First, the eldest son of the famous Laurent family was cut in half by a knife while wearing Odin's clothes for cosplay. Then, the guy who called himself Father Bor completely disabled himself with the aftermath of his skills. Finally, the son whom he regarded as his greatest pride took out a bunch of messy things from his trouser pocket. After settling the situation here, the old father picked up a knife and turned into a Kamen Rider to fight with the other man. The scene was more Indian than that of American blockbusters.

Looking at the red figure who was cutting through the viaduct with a knife and chopped the steel bars and concrete into minced meat a hundred meters away, Chu Tianjiao really felt like he had lived the life of a dog.

If he had known that Xia Di was so awesome and powerful, he would not have bothered to fight with others and play tracking and counter-tracking games. He would have just bowed down and shouted "Big brother, please protect me". Zihang's brothers and sisters would probably be in elementary school now, and he would not have been reduced to the point where his wife and children were separated and his son had to call someone else dad.

"I'm so stupid, really." Chu Tianjiao was like Xianglin Sao who was filled with regret at this moment. He wished he could go back to the past and grab the self who was blind and didn't recognize the great man and slap him hard in the face.

“Rumble——!!!”

Thunder struck from the sky, aiming at the young man who carried a knife but no umbrella on the rainy night.

However, the ghostly red figure disappeared when the lightning struck, and when it reappeared, it had already rushed in front of Bol.

Raising his sword to block the heavy guillotine, Chu Zihang kicked hard, and the armor on Bol's chest shattered. The whole person flew backwards under the boundless force, plowing a gully a hundred meters long on the ground. Even though the ground was full of coolant, the back armor was still red and hot, and was left with only a layer of iron sheet.

Before Bor could stand up, the young man with the knife came again. The flaming knife in his hand created a hundred-meter-long fire dragon in the air, and all the raindrops along the way were vaporized. It looked like a real dragon appeared in the world and rode on the clouds.

Amid the deafening explosion, Bol, who had hurriedly stood up to block the attack, had his feet sunk into the ground. His bones creaked under the heavy weight and his body seemed like it would collapse at any moment.

Just when he was about to try to summon thunder to knock the boy in front of him away, the blade suddenly became lighter, and the tremendous force applied to it disappeared along with the boy who leaped backwards with the force.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the hundred-meter-long fire dragon had actually come true, surrounding the red figure hanging upside down in the night sky. Its eyes burning with red flames looked down at the tiny figure that was still struggling in vain.

He turned the wheel at his waist, and the red flaming sword merged with the fire dragon behind him, and a red demon-sealing sticker appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

Endless crisis surged in his mind. Bor raised the withered wooden spear Gungnir, trying to summon Luo Lei, the boy who carried a knife but no umbrella on a rainy night, to shoot him down.

However, as the red figure folded his hands, invisible energy spread to a hundred meters in an instant.

Meditation Seal!
It can stop the flow of time within a specified range, which is a more tricky skill than Time Zero.

In the distance, Chu Tianjiao, who had recovered most of his strength after chewing dried dragon meat and was looking over here, was dumbfounded again.

Family members know their own business. Time Zero may be a bit lame, but it only slows down the flow of time in the area by dozens of times, and the releaser himself can still move at a normal speed. To outsiders, time still runs as usual.

But in the terrifying circular area in the distance, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, as if it was a frozen crystal ball. The burly figure on the ground who raised his hand to summon Gungnir remained motionless, and even the arc of electricity around his arm stopped jumping.

"Masaka, my son can't be so Dio!" Chu Tianjiao looked at his son who was better than him, feeling both surprised and confused.

There is an old saying: A dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son will dig holes. But in the world of mixed-bloods, there is no bloodline limit, and there is no saying that a child's words must inherit from one of the parents. They can only have words with the same bloodline.

It is a common consensus among mixed-bloods that a person can only possess one Word Spirit. Even dragons can only possess a very limited number of Word Spirits. Only the noble first generation can break the restriction.

But no matter how confused and puzzled he was, he could not peek into the mystery of time.

Under the moonlight, the young man in the fire dragon armor flipped in the air, with his hands raised in the shape of a cross. Under the deep blue eye mask, a chilling murderous intent enveloped the special actor named Bol on the ground.

"throat--!!!"

The fire dragon roared angrily, pushing Chu Zihang, who was in a knight's kicking posture, to suddenly smash down. At the moment of penetrating the red magic-sealing sticker, crimson energy wrapped around his feet, drawing a bloody light and shadow under the night sky.

boom--! ! !
Chu Zihang, who stole the sealing skill of the Wind Eagle Armor, kicked the guillotine in Bol's hand off with one kick, and then stomped him into the extremely solid ground with the remaining force. The roaring fire dragon behind him disappeared in an instant, drowning the two of them and piercing through the miserable overpass.

There was another violent tremor that made the earth spin. Chu Tianjiao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, slid backwards several meters uncontrollably. There was no trace of shock in his eyes, only numbness from excessive stimulation.

In the all-out battle between the two sides without any mercy, the repeatedly damaged viaduct finally couldn't hold on and collapsed on a large scale.

Nearly one kilometer of the bridge deck was completely broken, raising thick smoke. The extremely solid single pier lost its support and stood there looking lonely, weak and helpless.

After waiting for a while and hearing no more sounds, Chu Tianjiao pushed his wheelchair towards the broken end of the overpass, wanting to see what was happening below.

Is it the son who is searching the corpses for equipment, or are both of them injured and neither of them can get up?

And just below the viaduct surrounded by billowing smoke and dust, the ground cracked into pieces. In a deep pit with a radius of 10 meters, Chu Zihang, wearing the Flame Dragon Armor, fell to the ground in a way that was very suitable for a superhero, and looked at Bol who was lying on the ground and had been beaten back to his original form.

"Mr. Bohr, are you all right?"

With his armor completely shattered, Bor lay in a spread-eagle position in the deep pit. The only thing that remained intact was the bronze mask covering his face. He raised his still trembling right hand and gave a thumbs-up to the Flame Dragon Armor that was within reach:
"You pass."

These three irrelevant words might sound confusing to outsiders, but Chu Zihang knew that it meant he had passed Master Xia's test.

After the school sports meet ended, Chu Zihang asked Master Xia to open up the access to the dream space and customized a trial place just for him - Nibelungen on a Rainy Night.

Unlike Lu Mingfei who passively took the beatings in his dreams, he took the initiative to ask to adjust his physical fitness to the average level of an ordinary junior high school student when he first entered the dream trial. Just like leveling up in an online game by killing monsters, he gradually strengthened his body through non-stop fighting until his physical strength reached the same level as in reality.

Since then, every night, he would bravely rush into the Nibelungen as a mortal, and use the long knife in his hand to cut a bloody path through the group of deadpools.

At the beginning, he naturally couldn't fight against the strong and tough Deadpool. Basically, when he met those black shadow Deadpools, he would die. But after experiencing death again and again, he also figured out the attack methods and behavior habits of those black shadow Deadpools. After relying on his strong execution ability to sneak attack and kill a Deadpool, he began his own rise.

It only took him two months to successfully clear the Nibelungen guarded by Odin, but he was still not satisfied, so he asked Master Xia to upgrade the difficulty and change the dream trial from difficult mode to hell mode.

Not only is the strength of Black Shadow Deadpool almost as strong as Yuan Zhisheng, his combat awareness is also at its maximum, and the one guarding the bottom of the level has changed from Odin to Father Bor. Chu Zihang painfully and happily starts a new round of masochistic journey.

Fortunately, with the foundation laid last week, Chu Zihang quickly adapted to the rhythm and steadily improved the progress of the strategy. Finally, he met the final boss on Xia Mi’s birthday yesterday.

But he didn't expect that Master Xia would give him such a big surprise, moving the dream trial directly into reality and digging out the secret that his useless father had hidden for many years.

As the manager and alpaca breeder of Nibelungen, Bor's daily life is actually very boring, so he is quite happy to serve as the big boss of Chu Zihang's dream trial and add a little fun to his boring life.

It’s just that as radiant a smile as he had when he controlled the dark shadow Deadpool to beat up Chu Zihang before, the beating he received now was just as painful. It can only be said that Xia Di understands the way of balance.

Bol waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, he just needed to take a rest, and let Chu Zihang go wherever he wanted.

Seeing how strong and stubborn he was, the latter had no choice but to leave, leaving him some personal space to lick his wounds alone.

Noticing a figure looking over here on the broken end of the viaduct in the distance, Chu Zihang raised his hand and turned the wheel on the side of the Qiankun belt. The Yin-Yang fish pattern in the middle of the belt emitted a ray of light and turned into a mechanical flying motorcycle full of oriental fantasy style in the air.

Chu Zihang jumped onto his own light and shadow horse, stepped on the accelerator, rushed out of the smoke and flew onto the viaduct. Under Chu Tianjiao's calm gaze, he stopped the Flame Dragon Horse at the break in the bridge deck and tilted his head to signal his father to get on board quickly.

"Uh, is this the end?" Chu Tianjiao held down the cold armor with one hand, and used the force to move his still numb legs to sit on the Flame Dragon Horse.

"Well, it's over." Chu Zihang nodded and drove the Flame Dragon Horse towards the exit of Nibelungen.

"Well, don't you have anything you want to say to dad?" Chu Tianjiao felt mixed emotions as he looked at his son in front of him, who was half a head taller than him in armor.

He always thought he had hidden it well enough, but he didn't expect his son to hide it even deeper, have more secrets, and even have better acting skills than him.

He was really scared by the weak look on the Maybach before, as if he might faint or even die at any time.

Chu Zihang, who remembered the driving regulations, spoke concisely and without looking away: "It's all thanks to Uncle Xia."

In fact, his current abilities are inseparable from Master Xia’s earnest teachings and tireless torture.

Apart from anything else, his acting skills are impeccable.

Chu Tianjiao was not surprised. It just increased Xia Di's importance in his heart. He still cursed him.

"This guy is really good at hiding. He clearly has the ability to change the world, but he doesn't want to make a name for himself on the dragon-slaying battlefield. He would rather stay in this small city and be a writer that everyone hates."

As Chu Tianjiao kept cursing, he figured out something was wrong and asked his son who had been protecting him from the wind and rain: "Hey, you said that Xia Di gave up being the city guardian and ran away to write novels to avenge society. Why did he suddenly run away to cooperate with the country? Was it because he met you and Xiaolu that aroused his desire to protect you?"

Because these two are not the same person at all.

Chu Zihang murmured in his heart, but he didn't want to disclose Master Xia's secret to irrelevant people without permission, even if he discovered the secret himself, and even if this irrelevant person was his biological father.

"I don't know, maybe."

"Hey kid, why are you so perfunctory? I'm your biological father, is there anything you can't tell me?"

"...I am your biological son, but you still kept it a secret from me."

"That's different!"

"What's the difference?"

"This... it's normal for a father to hide a little secret from his son, just like it's normal for a husband to hide his private money from his wife!"

"Have you hidden some private money?" Chu Zihang perked up when he heard that. He had previously guessed, through that extremely dangerous epic lung-throwing experience, how carefree his good-for-nothing father might be living without telling his and his mother's knowledge. Now it was confirmed.

When I think of how my mom was reluctant to buy expensive cosmetics just to buy him more eggs, meat and milk to supplement his nutrition, while this good-for-nothing dad drove the company car to eat and drink with his boss, and secretly used his slush fund to buy some Huazi Cohiba to pretend to be deep at the door of the club...

The sci-fi Flame Dragon Horse landed on the elevated road. Chu Zihang ended his transformation and cancelled his mount, turning himself back into a cold-faced young man of just over 1.6 meters in height. He walked forward with his head down in the pouring rain, his back filled with desolation and anger and dissatisfaction after being deceived.

“Uh…” Chu Tianjiao spoke too quickly, but he didn’t expect to be caught by his son: “Well, son, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think.

Dad, when I was working in Europe and America, I had some savings, but I kept them carefully and didn't spend them carelessly, thinking that if something happened in the future, I could leave some money for you and your mom."

"Hehe." Chu Zihang, who was walking forward with his head down, sneered and didn't believe this nonsense at all.

"Really? In order to prevent accidents like today, I started planning your future several years ago." Chu Tianjiao was helpless when he saw his son didn't believe him. Thinking that Lu Tianming had been exposed, he simply stopped hiding it:

“When Lao Lu ran into problems with his business, I helped him solve some of the problems and invested most of my savings in his company. Over the years, the shares have been rising, and the money I invested has multiplied many times.

So, when Lao Lu promised your mother that you would be the only legal heir of the group in the future, it was not a promise at all. It was just returning everything that belonged to you intactly. "

(End of this chapter)