Infinite Simulation: From Konoha To Moon

Chapter 82: The Emperor's Failure

Caesar is not someone who can't handle losing, but when Lin Jianglong stole his home and knocked out his girlfriend, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"No shooting!" Caesar immediately raised his arm and ordered like an emperor, saying, "You all step back and deal with Lionheart. He's mine."

The shame he received must be personally repaid twofold.

The elite members of the student council who followed him exchanged glances and turned to leave the building.

They knew well of Caesar's temper, and staying would only result in being scolded.

"To be able to stand before me, you are stronger than I thought," Caesar said after taking off his mask, his previous anger already gone, or rather suppressed deep within his heart.

He took out a military hunting knife that was half a meter long, with golden patterns engraved on the blade.

This knife was called Dictator, also the ID Caesar used on the Night Watchman Forum.

In ancient Rome, it meant dictator.

Undoubtedly, it referred to the historical figure Gaius Julius Caesar, who did not declare himself emperor but was called Caesar the Great because of his illustrious military achievements.

"Caesar Gattuso," Caesar introduced himself and said, "You are qualified to be my opponent, but today there is only one outcome left for you."

An invisible pressure spread out.

He suddenly emerged like his hunting knife, strong and unyielding, exuding an emperor-like Haki.

His figure blurred in the air.

They stood in the narrow corridor.

Almost instantly, Caesar arrived in front of Li Xiang, gripping the knife with both hands and decisively striking down.

If there were some special effects added, it would be no less impressive than Nie Feng's forty-meter-long sword strike.

The clash of blades erupted into brilliant sparks.

Li Xiang used interception.

With a speed faster than Caesar's, he struck the tip of his hunting knife, using the knife as a lever to transmit the force back to the wielder.

The reason for doing this was because Li Xiang knew that his katana was no match for Dictator.

After all, that knife was the best in all of Europe.

Li Xiang's sword, on the other hand, was just a standard weapon issued by the equipment department, without any significant special features.

So the only way was to use techniques stronger than Caesar's and try to avoid his points of force as much as possible.

Caesar took a half step back, but immediately pressed forward again, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

The hunting knife in his hand rose like an assassin.

Li Xiang instantly retreated a step, avoiding his strongest edge.

With Caesar's relentless character and the village's best knife, he naturally wouldn't foolishly charge in.

So he resorted to pulling.

As Caesar's aura dissipated, Li Xiang's katana came to life like a snake, instantly approaching his kidney area with an unreadable trajectory.

Caesar's eyes narrowed.

His family was a famous mixed-blood family, and he was seen as the future of the family.

The family had brought in the leaders of all schools to teach him swordsmanship, knife skills, boxing, and more.

But he had never seen or even heard of the sword technique Lin Jianglong had just used.

Li Xiang knew what he was thinking.

This was Orochimaru's swordsmanship.

Caesar's teacher was a leader.

And his teacher, he was the leader among leaders, an ultimate powerhouse who emerged from a sea of corpses and mountains of blood!

A genius ninja who had almost mastered all ninjutsu and physical techniques.

Besides Orochimaru, his teacher also included Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Shisui, Terumi Mei, and others.

Caesar immediately rolled backward on the ground without hesitation.

Li Xiang's katana grazed over his head, cutting off a few strands of golden hair.

Caesar paid no attention and flicked his wrist, thrusting the hunting knife from bottom to top into Li Xiang's heart.

But it didn't hit.

Li Xiang's body displayed great flexibility as he bent backward.

The length of the hunting knife suddenly fell short.

And Caesar dared not move forward again.

Because the fierce wind was attacking him.

In his peripheral vision, he saw a warrior's sword, separated from Li Xiang, as if it wanted to devour him like a lion majesty.

Caesar was momentarily puzzled.

Then he understood Li Xiang's recent move.

While stabbing him in the heart, Li Xiang threw the sword, which rebounded off the wall and pointed towards himself.

This astonishing control and calculation made the sword feel like a circus act.

Caesar realized that he had encountered a more formidable opponent than Chu Zihang.

He could only twist his body and forcefully change the direction of the hunting knife, causing the sword to shift its target.

But he could control the sword, not Li Xiang.

Li Xiang kicked directly.

Although Caesar blocked in time and used his right foot to stop him, in haste, he was blasted away by the immense force.

His body collided with the wall, causing cracks to appear.

But he was unharmed.

Li Xiang stood still, not taking advantage of the situation to launch a strong attack.

Caesar took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the hunting knife, and praised, "Your skills are excellent, better than Chu Zihang."

Although he was arrogant, he would not underestimate anyone who could catch his eye.

And in the first round of the fight, he had indeed lost half a step.

Li Xiang felt that this sentence sounded strange.

As if there was something wrong with it.

"Come again!"

Caesar roared, and the hunting knife in his hand slashed through the air, emitting a piercing sound.

Lin Jianglong ignited his fighting spirit.

And he was confident in his own strength, believing that his defeat was temporary.

If using the words of the original author, he was actually a chuunibyou in the early stages, because he wanted to be the leader, he appeared a bit chuunibyou.

It wasn't until Caesar witnessed Masao Asou's miserable death in Tokyo while he was powerless that he realized his own shortcomings and began to transform into a true leader of the family.

Li Xiang held the knife in the middle, with a cold and stern expression.

Since that's the case, let him help Caesar grow in advance.

Perhaps he was lucky.

Because no one dies in a day of freedom.

The knife in Li Xiang's hand instantly counterattacked.

Caesar immediately sensed something abnormal.

Sound!

Because of his linguistic ability, he was extremely sensitive to sound.

The sound of the sword cutting through the air was different from before.

Li Xiang was at least one-fifth faster than before!

Just as Caesar realized this, the hunting knife in his hand was deflected.

The power he should have erupted with was like a firework extinguished in a downpour.

Then came the ghostly flashes of the sword.

Caesar really felt like he was seeing fireworks.

The sky was dim, heavy rain pouring down, the world was covered in a hazy gray, and all that remained in his line of sight were dazzling lights.

Caesar roared again, continuously slashing with the hunting knife in his hand.

But he seemed to be chasing after Tom, while Li Xiang's sword brushed past him every time.

His strength, his sharpest knife, couldn't fully exert the effect it should have.

But Caesar was still Caesar, his fighting spirit boiling like a lion.

However, his opponent was a nimble snake, dancing on his blade.

Li Xiang stood slightly, swinging the sword in his hand.

It seemed no different from before.

But Caesar heard a faint and unique sound in the wind.

This sword is so fast!

Caesar gritted his teeth, his muscles tense, his eyes and ears trying to capture Li Xiang's sword.

But in the next moment, the sound disappeared.

He had an expression of disbelief.

The speed was so fast, yet there was no sound, it was simply impossible.

But such a strange thing happened right before his eyes.

You should know that his words are the Lynx!

Li Xiang struck Caesar's heart with a sword.

The tremendous force caused the emperor to fly up.

Caesar was still conscious, but he knew that he had lost to Li Xiang in terms of technique.

He got up and looked at the samurai sword with a notch cut by his hunting knife, realizing that he had taken advantage of the weapon.

Recalling the battle, he realized that Li Xiang had never directly confronted him.

Caesar picked up his girlfriend's pistol in silence and said, "You win."

Immediately, he aimed the gun at himself, and the anesthetic in the bullet spread, causing him to fall down.

Even if the emperor failed, he did not want to die at the hands of others.

This is the proud Caesar Augustus.

"I concede."

Li Xiang sheathed the samurai sword back into its scabbard.

But he knew that this sword would probably have to be sent to the equipment department for repairs.

He thought for a moment, then lifted Caesar and walked down slowly.

Although Chu Zihang ordered the assault team to attack, the combat power created by the student union under Caesar's pay-to-win strategy was not inferior, so they were at a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, the elite members of the student union guarding the second-floor corridor heard a sound and looked up, unable to help but gasp.

The emperor who had always been invincible in battle was being carried on someone's shoulder.

As Li Xiang approached, they instinctively made way for him.

Even though they held guns in their hands, their minds were taken away, as if they were under a petrification spell, unable to move.

Li Xiang walked to the door.

Everyone was of mixed blood, and their vision was astonishing.

Naturally, they saw Li Xiang and Caesar.

"Cease fire!"

Su Su couldn't help but smile and stepped forward, shouting loudly, "Caesar has been killed, your student union has been completely defeated!"

Yes, without their leader, what could the student union do to stop them?

The outcome was already determined.

Li Xiang put down Caesar and looked at them.

With a bang.

A pistol was thrown away.

Like a chain reaction, one weapon after another fell to the ground.

Everyone gave up resistance.

The academy suddenly fell silent, whether they were wearing red clothes or black clothes, the mixed-blood individuals all stared at Li Xiang.

The emperor at his feet seemed to be the epitaph of his glory.

Sunlight shone on the smoke, and Li Xiang smiled.

Su Su and the others rushed over.

Three years!

Their Lionheart Club had finally achieved victory!

Cheers erupted.

Contrasting sharply with the dejected student union.

Immediately, a march resounded through the academy, and a large group of doctors and nurses rushed out.

They opened their suitcases, took out syringes, and injected each body one by one.

Caesar woke up first, he didn't look at Chu Zihang, but said to Li Xiang, "Next time, let's have a real fight."

He was speaking with his words.

After saying that, without waiting for Li Xiang's reply, he turned around and went upstairs to see Chen Motong.

The disciplinary committee's Manshitan appeared with a bald head.

When he saw Li Xiang, he angrily said, "You just blew up an entire floor of the teaching building! That's money! Money!"

"Oh, my good friend."

Goodrian ran out and said, "Compared to a student who killed Caesar as soon as he entered school, and moreover, my student, this is nothing."

He emphasized the phrase "my students" with extra emphasis.

"Are you proud?!"

Manshitan's hands trembled with anger. "They seriously violated the principle of Freedom Day. Look at all the injuries on your bodies, and yet no casualties!"

"Those injuries were just from them falling carelessly."

Chu Zihang said calmly.

Immediately, the students around nodded in agreement.

They were all in perfect harmony, as if they had trained together.

"I'm going to report you to the principal! Just wait!"

Manshitan was filled with anger. He took out his phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and put it on speakerphone.

"Hello, Manshitan."

A gentlemanly and elegant voice sounded.

"Principal Anghe, I'm sorry, but there are some things I need to report to you. This year's Freedom Day was particularly excessive, especially the freshmen..."

"Manshitan, what about our freshman, Lu Mingfei?"

Anghe interrupted his complaint and said, "He passed the 3E exam and is now a true S-class hybrid."

The surroundings immediately quieted down, and everyone's gaze turned to Lu Mingfei.

He had a silly smile on his face.

"In addition, there is also Lin Jianglong, who has been rated as A-class."

Anghe seemed to be quite aware of what happened on Freedom Day. His hearty laughter rang out, "Just entering the school and defeating Caesar, I am looking forward to your performance. Remember to choose my course, 'Introduction to the Dragon Clan Genealogy'."

"I will," Li Xiang replied.

"Manshitan, Freedom Day is a privilege won by the students. There's no need to blame them. All expenses are covered by the Board of Directors' fund."

Anghe hung up the phone.

Applause erupted one after another.

Everyone was applauding excitedly, and some even winked at Manshitan.

"Hmph! Just you wait!"

Manshitan threatened before choosing to leave.

"I didn't misjudge you."

Chu Zihang didn't celebrate with the others. He didn't like the excitement, and they didn't dare to high-five him either.

"Luck."

Li Xiang smiled and said, "It's also fortunate that we didn't have to use our linguistic abilities. Otherwise, it would be hard to say who would win or lose."

"Defeating Caesar can't be explained by luck."

Chu Zihang shook his head.

At this moment, Su Su walked over. She glanced at Chu Zihang and said, "Zihang, how about giving the reward for this year's Freedom Day to Lin Jianglong?"

The Lionheart Club and the Student Union had four bets regarding the outcome.

The first was the right to use Norton Hall for a year.

The second was the right to participate in the Academy Star finals.

The third was the privilege to pursue a girl.

The fourth was Caesar's Bugatti Veyron.

Except for the first one, which belonged to all members of the Lionheart Club, the other three were personal privileges.

"I'm not interested."

Li Xiang refused before Chu Zihang agreed.

Then he found Professor Goodrian and said, "I hope you can be my recommender. I want to join the Executive Department."

"No problem. I'll take you to see Professor Schneider tomorrow. He will definitely be willing to accept you."

Goodrian agreed without hesitation.

If Li Xiang could join the Executive Department, it would set a record for the academy.

A student who hadn't even attended a single class would be able to join the elite Executive Department.

As his mentor, Goodrian naturally felt proud.

Night fell.

But the Night Watchman Forum was destined to be sleepless.

A highly popular post was pinned to the top.

The title was "Freedom Day, the Failed Emperor, Who Will Be Crowned King?"

Thanks to the generous support from A Bag of Rice Carrying Several Floors and the spicy Tianzheng Bigshot. PS: 4,000 words, third update. Today's ten thousand words end here. Yesterday, I asked everyone which world they would like to see next and found that the most requested was the Holy Grail War, followed by "One Punch Man." I didn't expect so many fans.

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