Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 28 028. Xia Mi’s summer strategy?

When he discovered that Lu Mingfei's speed was far superior to his own, Caesar immediately changed his tactics.

He stopped using Assassin's sword skills to confront Lu Mingfei, and instead used a seemingly unorganized sword-swinging technique. It was powerful, heavy, strong and hard, even among ordinary people in ancient times. The warrior in it can also split rocks in his hands, and when used by Caesar, he can almost tear bronze and steel.

During the Warring States Period in Japan, a pair of Chinese brothers named Li used their swords to challenge all the swordsman masters of the entire era, including Togo, who was known as Japan's number one warrior at the time.

Dongxiang's fights with others are extremely cruel and strange. Every time he fights, he first raises the sword high above his right shoulder, and then swings it violently downward to the left, completely ignoring how his opponent attacks.

If attacking, Togo possesses overwhelming strength and speed, and often strikes first and cuts the opponent in half. If the opponent is separated, Togo will knock the opponent's weapon down and continue to penetrate the head.

Although the younger brother who competed with Dongxiang won and killed his opponent, his left arm was cut off by Dongxiang's sharp swordsmanship during the competition.

At this time, Caesar was probably using Dongxiang style. This was not even a school, but just the experience summed up by the reckless man in battles.

Lu Mingfei slashed wildly with his right sword, briefly repelling Chu Zihang, and then poured all his strength into the left sword. The sword was horizontal and pushed back by the huge force brought by Dick Tuduo. His whole left hand was numb and trembling. .

This was such a strong suppression, Lu Mingfei felt like he was being hit by a violent tide.

He flipped his right sword over and used one hand with one hand the "Feiyan Sword" known for its sword skills and beauty. At the same time, when Caesar swung the sword and put it away, he exerted force on both legs, intending to use the "Flying Swallow Sword" of the natural Rishin-ryu. "Sacrifice yourself and return"!

The left shoulder is retracted, the right side is turned forward, and the tip of the sword is also extremely extreme to the right. It is obvious that he is preparing to give up defense and use a sharp sword to counter a heavy sword!

But at this moment, Chu Zihang roared and rejoined the battle circle. He stood firm again, his feet became the fulcrum of the entire world, and Murasame slashed continuously with a fierce and violent attitude! It’s like a tireless humanoid tree feller!

Lu Mingfei crushed any of them in all aspects of strength, speed and skill, but he was far from the point where he could win with one against two.

In terms of speed and skill, neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang could find Lu Mingfei's weakness, but his strength could not be faked. They could only fight each other head-on with swords. Whoever couldn't bear the splitting of the wrist bones and exhausted his strength would throw away the sword. Admit defeat!

Lu Mingfei's body and sword skills were interrupted, and he was at a disadvantage for a moment. His left hand was in sync with Dictado's sword swings, and the terrifying power made both sword-holding hands tremble.

The right hand is more flexible, always vibrating the sword to slash and strike at the moment Murasame swings. The ordinary alloy blade is cut by Murasame with dense gaps, and fine lines spread along these gaps towards the blade.

The alloy sword temporarily built by the equipment department is not inferior to Murasame in terms of hardness, but it is more brittle and less flexible. It has begun to make an overwhelming sound of metal tearing during high-intensity slashing.

It is difficult for Lu Mingfei to cut down Chu Zihang and Caesar immediately in this situation. Even Miyamoto Musashi never thought that he would be sandwiched between two high-power humanoid tree felling machines. How to fight back when being punched.

But Lu Mingfei's thoughts became clearer at this moment. His hand wielding the knife became faster and faster, but his strength did not decrease much. With his strange coordination ability, his hands made different knife marks, and he responded to Chu Zihang with two picks. A slash with Caesar.

All three of them changed their attack methods at the moment of the battle, using all their strength and even exchanging injuries for injuries. This state was difficult for even hybrids to sustain for a long time.

The attack ended completely within thirty seconds. The start and stop were extremely abrupt, from extreme movement to extreme silence, with no transition at all, but it was accompanied by the sound of shattering metal.

Nearly half of the blade of the right knife in Lu Mingfei's hand had been broken into pieces, and it looked extremely fragile.

The three people staggered out of the way, and suddenly returned to calm. No one said anything, but they still held the knife to defend themselves. Their heavy breathing accompanied by the murderous intent spread across this small open space.

At this time, the confrontation between Susie and Nono was over. The two sides shot at each other with pistols, and then slashed each other with machetes and swords. No one could do anything to the other. Finally, panting, they helped each other sit down and watched from a distance to see the real decision of freedom. The battle circle with the winner's laurels.

Nono was quite pleased with Lu Mingfei's performance, but not too surprised. After all, she had already seen Lu Mingfei stab Odin's heart with a knife in Binhai.

Susie opened her mouth wide. She had thought that Lu Mingfei might be very strong, but she didn't expect that he would be so strong. He was so strong that he could fight against two of the best students in Kassel Academy at the same time.

The battle between Zero and Isabella was like a ballet, but judging from the way Isabella was exhausted, defeat was probably a matter of time.

At this time, a drop of blood slid down the noble and ancient golden flower-patterned blade of Dictado, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Caesar let out a heavy sigh. He looked down at his right hand holding the short hunting knife. The laceration slowly extended upward along the tiger's mouth. His wrist bone was cracked and the entire arm had completely lost strength. If it weren't for his strong will, Supporting him, I'm afraid the weapons have been thrown away.

After a few seconds, Caesar finally fell to the ground overwhelmed.

Chu Zihang was even more miserable. Murasame and Lu Mingfei's right swords matched each other. Not only did the power shatter the tiger's mouth and wrist bones, many of the metal fragments ejected from the blade of the alloy sword were like flying shrapnel deeply embedded in him. His muscles, dripping blood flowed out from the cracks in his black combat uniform, and the hot dragon's blood steamed on his body surface, and there was actually a diffuse steam rising.

But even though he had already lost strength, Chu Zihang still held on to Murasumi to stand still. He stared at Lu Mingfei's drooping eyes that were dimmed due to near exhaustion.

"You don't feel well, either, junior brother." Chu Zihang said softly.

Lu Mingfei let out a long breath. He glanced at Chu Zihang, and then at Caesar, who was sitting on the ground without any image, breathing heavily.

"You are very strong. If it were a real life-and-death fight, it would be hard to tell the outcome." Lu Mingfei gently took out two swords in his hands. There was blood flowing down his arms. It was obvious that he still had some strength, but he still had some strength. It has almost reached its limit, "But this time, I probably won."

He was injured by Chu Zihang's and Caesar's last slash, which gathered the momentum of all the previous slashes. Although the two people's sword swings were different, they were the accumulation of momentum. The last slash was already as fast as lightning. The mountains fell hard like meteors hitting in front of them, and their murderous aura was so strong that they were suffocating.

In that case, they were not qualified to hold back. If Lu Mingfei could not resist, his arms would be cut off. Even if they could be reattached and used as well as before, it would still take at least three months. Recuperate.

Lu Mingfei was stabbed on both shoulders, but because the two swords were in sync with each other, they were equally powerful and could barely block Chu Zihang and Caesar's killing blows.

"The rules for victory in this free day are that one side admits defeat, or all members are eliminated. Junior brother, you haven't won yet." Chu Zihang said, and he also fell down.

He and Caesar looked at each other, and both saw solemnity in the other's eyes. The pressure brought by S-class is really frightening. If any one of them fights against Lu Mingfei alone, it will be a doomed outcome, and it is almost impossible to resist.

Lu Mingfei stood quietly in front of the two people. He turned his back to the church and to Nuonuo and Ling's battle circle. Only the intact left knife was lying on his chest. His fingers slowly moved Skim the blade and gently hold the tip.

Ding--

The sound of metal crisping was like music, and at the same time, the blood that dripped from Caesar's body during the battle was bounced away from the blade of the knife.

"Senior brother, do you believe in fate?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly.

Caesar was stunned for a moment: "Although I don't know why you ask this kind of question at this time, I have to say, I don't believe it. Destiny is an illusory thing. We all live for ourselves. Who wants to compile our destiny?" I will chop down anyone who wants to write us down in a pathetic book and turn everything about us into history that has already happened!"

Chu Zihang didn't speak. His golden eyes were dimmed as never before, as if there were dark clouds gathering before a heavy rain. That heavy rain would last for many years until the so-called end of fate.

"Actually, I don't believe it either." Lu Mingfei smiled, and he threw down the knife in his right hand that could no longer be used, and inserted it deeply into the open space of gravel and soil.

"But this time I believe it, because this victory should have belonged to me!" At this time, the wind blew, and the wind raised Lu Mingfei's forehead, allowing everyone to see the pair of eyes that were flowing like lava. of golden eyes.

His strength is almost exhausted, but his fighting spirit is not there yet. If Caesar and Chu Zihang can fight again, then he can fight again!

However, both Caesar and Chu Zihang have reached their limit. Their strength is seriously overdrawn, and neither of them can pick up a knife to slash each other.

But soon, Lu Mingfei felt something was wrong.

Nono and Susie tied, Isabella lost, Caesar and Chu Zihang lost. The Student Union and the Lion Heart Club should have lost the power to resist, and they should have automatically accepted the defeat. But the night watchman's bell did not ring, and the clouds of war have not yet dispersed from the campus on the top of the mountain.

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There will be a grand ceremony here. Isaac is nervous and excited, but he will not show it in front of his companions who also have excellent bloodlines.

He comes from the ancient Volsung family, a long-standing dragon-slaying family inherited from the mythical era. Their family branches are spread throughout Northern Europe, and their industries include multinational military industry and wine making. Each generation of descendants has an outstanding one. The A-level hybrid takes up the banner of dragon slaying.

Isaac Volsung is the dragon slayer of this generation. His name comes from the Bible. He is the only son born to Abraham and his wife Sarah. He is the father of Esau and Jacob, Isaac and Ishmael. Half-brother. Among the Jewish ancestors, Isaac was the oldest ancestor and the only ancestor who had not changed his name or left the land of Canaan. He follows the rules and is a sacrifice to God.

But Isaac also longed to be a leader or a hero. Now that Caesar has fallen, he will take over the important task of defeating S-class Lu Mingfei. This is an unprecedented and great achievement, and the entire Kassel will remember this moment.

Anyone with a bloodline level of S will be a destined leader or a heroic spirit who slays dragons. Such a person was defeated by an A-level hybrid in his student days. This is not only a major event that can be recorded in the history of the Camarilla, but also this A-level hybrid. The honor that can be engraved on a tombstone.

At this time, magnificent music was played in the church.

Lu Mingfei's heart seemed to have stopped for a moment, and he turned his head mechanically. It was a piece of music composed by Italian composer Guseppi Verdi, "Triumph March"!

Some people have already played the song of victory before the end of the day of freedom.

Caesar and Chu Zihang also looked over, their eyes calm with some emotion called shame. They felt ashamed of what they had done and thought they had tarnished their pride.

But they were unwilling to give up this victory. Lu Mingfei was too strong. If he really won the championship, the entire Kassel would be ruled for four years.

The door of the church was loudly pushed open from inside, and cold young people walked out side by side.

"President." "Chairman." These young people, who were also wearing black and red combat uniforms, looked at Chu Zihang and Caesar respectively. They nodded slightly and expressed respect to their leader. Isaac was holding a huge mountain climbing mountain in his hand. Bag, from which he pulled out the quaint knife box.

The knife box was opened, and the sharp murderous swords were lying in the box, reflecting the dazzling sunlight, and the cold murderous intention seeped out of these quaint knives with golden patterns carved on the surface.

Six people each brought up an Atkan sword. This weapon originated from the Turkish Empire is very distinctive. It has no guard, the blade is curved inward, and the front part of the blade becomes straight.

This knife box originally belonged to the palace guard of the Turkish Empire. Each weapon in it is an ancient alchemical product, passed down for a long time, and once bathed in dragon blood in the hands of their owners.

Now, they were pulled out, the tip of the knife pointed at Lu Mingfei.

The cold and suffocating oppression was passed from these six people.

"Let me tell you, there are always a few A-level students in each class, and they are all hiding here." Lu Mingfei whispered. He saw that Xia Mi was also among these people. She looked like She is particularly petite, with a plain white face. The light of the knife flashed across her face, covering the looming golden color in her eyes.

"Junior brother, you lost, admit it, we can compete fairly in the next term." Chu Zihang said, he admitted that what he and Caesar did was not glorious, but he was originally a person who could sacrifice something in order to achieve his goals. people.

Lu Mingfei did not look at them, but took a deep breath. A huge amount of oxygen was sucked into his lungs. His already overwhelmed body actually made a clicking sound again, which was the bite of fine and hard bones. He is re-entering the keel state.

But even in his heyday, it would be difficult for Lu Mingfei to fight against six A-level elites without turning on violent blood. What's more, even now, even a desperate move can only delay the failure.

"Brother, are you okay? Are you injured?" The girl's voice was filled with almost palpable worry. Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and he realized that it was Xia Mi speaking in his direction.

Lu Mingfei hesitated to answer, but Chu Zihang's voice sounded from behind him: "It's okay, I'm just a little exhausted."

Nono chuckled to Susie: "Someone wants to catch you." "I don't think so." Susie rolled her eyes and swatted away Nono's restless hand.

At this time, Lu Mingfei saw the aircraft cannon in Xia Mi's hand. The power of this thing was astonishing. If hit at close range, the impact of even a Frigga bullet could knock him several meters away.

"Don't slap me in the face, junior sister." Lu Mingfei prayed in his heart.

The young people gathered around with knives in hand. Each of them had golden eyes lit up, and their faces were cold and almost fanatical in excitement. Obviously, being able to personally defeat an S-class makes them feel proud.

But Xia Mi didn't move. She was still standing there, standing behind everyone. She was still looking in this direction, probably looking at Chu Zihang.

"Senior brother, do you still remember the question I asked you?" When Xia Mi smiled, his eyes and eyebrows were curved, as beautiful as a mountain spring suddenly reflecting the moonlight.

But Chu Zihang didn't speak. Xia Mi was a girl who liked to talk very much and often asked many nonsensical questions. She was like a female version of Fingel. He didn't know which question she was talking about.

"At that time I asked, if one day I commit a big crime and many people want to catch me or kill me, will you still recognize me? Your answer is, even if I am the enemy of the whole world, You all stand by my side.”

When Xia Mi said this, her eyes were lit up with a golden color that was not inferior to anyone else. She dropped the Atkan sword in her hand. The weapon that had drunk dragon blood plunged straight into the ground, and the handle of the sword trembled. Let out a soft moan.

The sound of the aircraft gun being loaded was clear and cold, reminiscent of the sound of a skull being cracked. The only thing that could be accompanied by this sound was inevitable death.

Lu Mingfei said damn it.

He finally realized that the gentle, watery eyes that Xia Mi cast in this direction just now were not looking at Chu Zihang, but at him!

No, junior sister.

Lu Mingfei suddenly let go of his right hand that was holding the dagger, and the keel state was relieved at this moment. He was about to admit defeat.

Chu Zihang's violent roar sounded behind him: "Be careful!"

But it's too late.

Gunshots as heavy as thunder rang out behind the young people who walked out of the church shoulder to shoulder and carried Atkan swords.

Isaac Volsung's breathing was originally heavy, but the deafening gunfire from behind him overwhelmed his breathing and Chu Zihang's violent roar.

The bullets that hit from behind carried huge momentum, pushing them forward, and the red that spread and grew on everyone's backs seeped out like flowers.

"Since you are on my side, of course I will be on your side, senior brother."

Xia Mi's hair was blown away by the wind. She let go of her five guns and knocked out five A-level elite aircraft cannons. She stood in the distance, tilted her head and looked at Lu Mingfei.

The golden color in those eyes was originally so majestic and terrifying, but now it was like a stone thrown into a frozen lake, ripples suddenly spread out, the ice melted, and the water rippled, soft and hazy.

A short chapter of 5,000 words, please read and recommend (_)