Comparison of the Two Dragons: Lu Mingfei returns from American comics

[First place: Hilbert Jean Ange.] 】

[Second place: Fingal von Flins.] 】

[Third place: Su Xiaoxiang. 】

[Congratulations to Hilbert Jean Ange for winning a random reward: twenty years of life! ] 】

[Congratulations to Fingal von Flins for winning the random reward: Obtaining Mystic Item Shard X1].

[Congratulations to Su Xiaoxiang for getting a random reward: get Super Serum Fragment X1].

Lines of large golden characters rolled across the sky, making everyone see it very clearly.

Mysterious props, super serum, what exactly these two things do, no one knows.

They need to be explained more clearly, and it needs to be on the bright side that people will be clear, oh, what does he do.

Twenty years lifespan.

These five words need no explanation.

The moment it appears, people know what it means.

Caesar: "Get twenty years of life?

This..... Can it be true? "

Chu Zihang: "From a scientific point of view, this is impossible.

Yes...

I prefer to believe that this will be true. "

Nono: "What's the use of guessing here?"

Just ask?

@希尔伯特 Jean Ange, principal, have you rejuvenated? "

In the sky, the flowing clouds suddenly stopped.

To be precise, the entire canopy stopped.

It's like a still painting.

This strange scene instantly attracted everyone's attention, and everyone watched like that.

The clouds suddenly began to vibrate!

As time went by, the frequency of the vibrations became faster and faster, as if something terrifying was lurking on it.

Lu Mingfei instinctively shrunk his head.

"This thunderstorm, it's an open space again..." he turned his head to look at the little devil Lu Mingze, "How about we stop using umbrellas?" "

"What if the thunder strikes?"

The rumbling sound suddenly resounded throughout the sky.

Red, yellow, and blue, three pillars of light suddenly broke through the clouds and vented down from above the sky.

They slammed into the earth as if divinely punished...

...............

"School.... Headmaster! Professor von Schneider roared.

He reached forward and tried to go to Laanger, but was stopped in time by Guderian and Mance Rundstedt next to him.

Too fast!

Everything happened so fast!

Can't react at all.

Who can react at the terrifying speed of lightning?

Ange may be able to...

But he was the lucky one shrouded in a red pillar of light.

No one knows what happened.

I wonder why this red pillar of light fell?

And why did it fall on Ange like precise guidance?

The red pillar of light is pure to the extreme.

It lit up almost the entire room.

Guderian could even see the dust flying around the room, but he could never see what was happening inside the pillar of light.

Heavy gasps rose and fell one after another.

"Damn it!"

"What should we always do?"

"And not just standing here watching?"

Von Schneider gritted his teeth, "This makes me feel like a waste!" "

Guderian didn't know why von Schneider was so angry all of a sudden, and it was clear that he had always been a very sane person.

"I'm okay." Ange's voice came from within the red pillar of light.

All three were stunned.

Not just because Ange is okay, but because of his voice.

Ange's voice changed, and it didn't look like the same person he had been sitting in a chair three minutes earlier, smoking a cigar and talking.

Too young.

It's so vibrant.

Ange has been fighting against time.

Both in person and in his words.

It's an incredible thing.

Who can fight against time?

He was Ange, and everything became natural again.

But no matter what, no matter how miraculous things are, there should always be a limit.

Ange, one hundred and twenty years old, can indeed wield a sword and fight.

He was always a lion.

He can roar, he can roar.

But the feeling of twilight in the voice, the old state is still unavoidable.

Whether you want to admit it or not.

This time it was different.

That voice was full of vitality and hope.

That kind of voice should not appear in a hundred and twenty-year-old man, but in a young man in his twenties and thirties.

Ange came out of the red pillar of light.

The gray hair disappeared, replaced by a black hair.

After one hundred and twenty years of chiseling, the wrinkles left by time on this man's face were finally gone.

A golden red color that occupied his eyes.

He took a sharp breath, slowly removed the cigar in his mouth, and white smoke rose.

Ange slowly spoke, "It's nice to feel young." "

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