I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 315: Damn it, I’m really nothing!

"What is it, Professor?"

Lu Wenwu signaled to Snow that he didn't need to wait for him and could just go first.

He walked towards Professor Yin Yue, twirling the Fire Dragon Staff very flexibly in his hand.

The eyes of the Jiaozi pattern on the front end of the magic wand were scarlet, bringing up circles of cool fire elemental power, as if forming a miniature fire-resistant ring on his palm, which looked extremely cool.

Many students who walked slowly and wanted to see the excitement were attracted by this cool posture and couldn't help but have shining eyes.

As a result, the second prince Zijing, who was originally happy, suddenly turned face dark again.

He made up his mind to come up with a cooler way to show off than Lu Wenwu's way of spinning the magic wand in a fire circle, so as to become the focus of everyone's attention again.

From now on, I will go to bed half an hour later every night and study how to compress the elemental power at the front end of the magic wand and release it stably!
"Don't you guys need lunch?"

Yin Yue turned around with a smile and looked at the students who were shouting at the door, and asked with a forced smile.

The originally gentle smile now seemed strangely cold, making people shiver and shudder.

"Or, do you want to take an extra physical training class? I can ask Professor Murphy for leave for your afternoon divination class."

Add one more session of physical training?
No need!

The onlookers who were watching the fun ran away as fast as the wind, as if there were undead creatures chasing them.

Only the silver skeleton was still strolling slowly, holding the fire element in his hand, and the two sides were communicating in a unique soul language.

He has a slow temperament and does things neither hurriedly nor slowly.

Although there was no evidence, Lu Wenwu believed that the fire element also looked at the "Resist Fire Ring" in his hand and was very interested in it.

Seeing Lu Wenwu smiling, Yin Yue took a deep breath and snapped her fingers.

In an instant, the door of the classroom closed automatically, and all the curtains were closed at the same time, making the classroom dim. The only light left was the light of the magic lamp and the flaming dragon wand.

"Mr. Tyrannosaurus."

Professor Yin Yue's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a strange silver color faintly shone in his pupils.

"I want to ask, where did you get this powerful wand?"

His tone was a little unfriendly, but Lu Wenwu still answered honestly: "Professor Wood helped me make it before school started, and I also helped a little."

"That's impossible! You're lying!"

Yin Yue's voice suddenly rose an octave, and her originally magnetic voice also changed, becoming a little rough, like the roar of some ancient creature.

His golden eyes, which were glowing with silver light, stared at Lu Wenwu's eyes, as if they were about to spit out fire.

"The school hasn't obtained a pure-blood dragon corpse for at least fifty years. There are no fire-attributed dragon materials left in the treasure houses of the two major academies! Tell me, how did you get the dragon corpse?"

Having said that, Yin Yue sniffed suddenly, and her expression suddenly changed.

His eyes suddenly turned into silver vertical pupils like snakes, and hexagonal silver dragon scales appeared on his neck and face.

The front end of the gilded staff was already pointing at Lu Wenwu's head, flashing with dangerous and blazing dragon's breath flames.

"I don't know how you deceived Wood, but you can't deceive me! This is a freshly hunted dragon, it smells like spinal cord nerves and reverse scales! Damn it, who are you? What is your purpose in sneaking into the academy!"

He roared, even his golden hair was flying, he was completely angry.

At first, Isidro thought that the man in front of him was just a lucky guy who picked up a magic wand made of dragon material.

I was lucky enough to pick up a powerful weapon that was lost after the death of some unknown strong man. This is not a rare thing in the Continent of Gods.

Although powerful dragons are rarely seen by ordinary people, there are still traces of them.

Over the years, it is normal for dragon bone staffs to remain in the world.

But what is abnormal is that this staff is obviously newly made.

It is still stained with that unique scent of blood!
Judging by the unique method of the dragon clan, the material for refining this staff actually came from an adolescent dragon that had not yet reached adulthood!

How could the Silver Dragon Isidro not be angry?
At first he was just a little annoyed and wanted to talk to this lucky boy in front of him and ask him to either change classes or use a different wand to attend his class.

But now, it’s no longer a question of whether or not to attend class!
He actually dared to hunt down the most precious young dragons, each of which was hard to come by, and extract their tendons and bones to make a magic wand!
Isidro was going crazy.

He had secretly sworn in his heart that if this audacious and arrogant man in front of him did not explain himself, he would sacrifice the good reputation he had accumulated in the human world for many years, and risk being hunted down by his colleagues in the entire school, and he would kill the other party!
"Professor Yin Yue, you are too nervous. Relax and be calm and rational."

Lu Wenwu smiled at the furious Silver Dragon, put away his wand, and spread his hands to indicate that he meant no harm.

"Before I talk about my own affairs, I would like to ask you a question. I did not ask Professor Wood to make a magic wand using the body materials of a silver dragon. Why do you have such a big reaction? As far as I know, different dragon species are not completely united, right?"

"How dare you say that with a smile! You dragon-hunting demon!"

The silver dragon Isidro's left hand, which had completely transformed into a dragon claw, suddenly pressed down on Lu Wenwu's chest.

He pointed his wand forward with his right hand, almost touching Lu Wenwu's head.

Isidro didn't even realize that Lu Wenwu had discovered his identity, and roared angrily: "I don't care how you deceived the principal and the Obelisk of Wisdom! But you can't escape my perception! Tell me who is behind you, otherwise I and other dragons will let you know the price of poaching dragonlets!"

"You are wrongly accusing me, Mr. Silver Dragon."

Lu Wenwu spread his hands.

"I understand your feelings, but I did not hunt the baby dragon. This wand uses a part of my own body. Is there such a rule among dragons that 'you are not allowed to use your own body parts for alchemy'? If so, I'm sorry, I don't really understand this."

"Damn it! W.What did you say!?"

When Isidro heard this suddenly, his CPU was instantly overloaded and his brain was confused.

After a full ten seconds, he suddenly yelled, "Your body? What are you kidding me about? Wait, do you know my identity!?"

"I haven't received any systematic education, but I'm thirsty for knowledge. During the time I've been in school, I've been reading books in my spare time." Lu Wenwu spread his hands, "Goodall Rivera, a Silver Dragon Knight who was active eight hundred years ago, is mentioned in the book."

"In this case, your identity is obvious, isn't it? Or should I say that you never thought of hiding your identity at all, but I discovered it a little too quickly, right?"

Isidro did not refute Lu Wenwu's words.

He just frowned fiercely and looked directly into the other person's eyes, as if he could see some lies in the look.

but.

Lu Wenwu was speaking the truth, and he was sincere. How could he be lying? "No, I don't believe it. There is not even a hint of dragon in you."

Isidro said this, but he relaxed unconsciously and pulled his wand a little away. His rage gradually subsided.

"Although the dragon's vitality is strong, in my opinion, pulling out a section of the spine and a section of the spinal cord is definitely a serious injury. This is one of the core parts of the entire body second only to the brain and the heart."

"Not to mention a young teenage dragon, even a mature black dragon, or even an ancient black dragon, would need to cultivate for at least a hundred years to grow the missing part!"

"What about you? Why?"

"Me? Maybe I'm special."

Lu Wenwu laughed, and the huge wings of the Dark Yin Dragon suddenly popped out from behind him and stretched out as much as possible.

Pieces of black and red scales with gold edges slowly covered his body, emitting a powerful and strange scorching flame.

Isidro only felt a surge of dragon power rushing towards him.

Then, there was a terrifying evil spirit that washed over like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

He was confused again.

He swore that in his thousands of years of life, he had never felt a dragon with such a strong aura of death and fire.

Could it be a variant of the black dragon and the undead dragon?

But how the hell is this possible?
How can undead creatures reproduce with normal dragons?

This is bullshit!
Even the Lich Dragon can't do it!
"you you you you."

Isidro grabbed his blond hair hard, his eyes changed again and again, and his voice was a little stuck.

"You really are a dragon. And your bloodline is so pure and noble. Could it be that you have revived the ancient bloodline? This... This is simply too unbelievable!"

"I don't know. I grew up in the human world since I was conscious. I didn't even realize I was a dragon until a few years ago."

Lu Wenwu shrugged indifferently, transformed his right hand into a dragon claw, and raised his hand to cut open his chest.

Under Isidro's horrified eyes, he rummaged in his chest, pulled it hard, and took out a golden heart. It was beating in his hand.

"You, you, you! What are you doing! You are crazy! You are crazy! Let him go, there is still hope! I will ask the vice president to give him a life tribute!"

Isidro was so frightened that he was at a loss as to what to do and frantically cast recovery spells on Lu Wenwu, even speaking dragon language.

He even had to immediately go to Dean Nettle to cast the elves' unique life magic on him!
"Professor Calm, I'm fine. It will grow back in a little while."

Lu Wenwu smiled and comforted the extremely stimulated Professor Silver Dragon in dragon language, and even had the leisure to take out a crystal bottle to collect his own blood.

In the Continent of Gods, dragon blood has become the top magical material.

It is said that after bathing in dragon blood, as long as a mortal is lucky enough not to die, he or she can be born with the talent to advance to a legendary level and become a genius from then on.

If ordinary dragons are like this, then my blood should be even more powerful, right?
As he thought about this, he pointed the mouth of the bottle at his chest, which was bleeding like a faucet. In a few seconds, he had collected a large amount of blood.

"If you're really worried, it's okay for me to be relieved, right?" Lu Wenwu casually poked the heart back into his chest.

With a burst of muscle movement, the scattered blood in the body was squeezed out, the aorta was reconnected, and the installed heart began to supply blood again.

Lu Wenwu sealed the collected blood with a lid and placed it on the table next to him.

"Look, it's grown back now. There's no danger at all."

"you you you."

Isidro said "you" several times in a row, and it felt like he was going crazy.

The dual worldviews of humans and dragons are collapsing.

After a long while, he finally uttered a sentence numbly: "Why are you so skilled?"

Lu Wenwu scratched his head awkwardly: "After I found that the parts of my body could grow back quickly, I got used to it. Habit becomes nature."

What! ?

Do you go there often?

Considering what Lu Wenwu said earlier about growing up in the human world, and what he knew about his background, Isidro was stunned.

He instantly imagined a tragic scene.

A young dragon that has been in human form since birth for unknown reasons is wandering alone in the human world, helpless.

There are no playmates, no parents or elders to care for me, and no guidance from my predecessors.

In order to exchange for some food and money, they had to rely on cutting off their own organs and selling them, and even regularly sold dragon blood to make a living.

What on earth have I done!
I'm such a beast!

I really deserve to die!
Dragon God, I, Isidro, am simply a sinful dragon of the dragon clan. I actually murdered a young dragon that was struggling to survive in human society!

With such powerful, pure and noble bloodline, how could a teenage dragon become what it is today if he didn't frequently cut off his own organs and sell his own blood?
It is definitely because of these delays that the developmental problems have occurred!
What's the use of having huge magic power?

Which dragon clan doesn't have a magical reserve that is dozens of times greater than that of humans?
Look at the magical aura in this human incarnation, which is so weak that it is almost undetectable. Even a newborn dragon is stronger than him!

Even the innate magic heart is broken!
What on earth did I just do!
I actually treated a young dragon with a tragic life story with that kind of attitude!

Before he finished speaking, Isidro burst into tears as the fine golden wand hit the ground.

He punched himself in the heart twice, causing him to spit out a mouthful of dragon blood.

Then he gave Lu Wenwu a tight hug, and the tough guy burst into tears.

"Kid! You've suffered a lot on your own!"

"I'm nothing!"

"I am even more hateful than the most unreasonable dwarves! I am a hundred times worse than those goblins who have no sense of good or evil!"

"Don't worry. Although I don't know what race you belong to, as long as I'm alive, I will never let you suffer even the slightest injustice again!"

"This is not the life a dragon should live!"

(End of this chapter)