Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

"So Zero can do this."

"She is a very powerful child."

"That's it."

Lu Mingze didn't answer. He stood up in the evening breeze and stood on the edge of the three-story rooftop. He opened his arms, his black hair flying, and the child laughed cheerfully.

"See you next time!"

"Well, see you next time."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand, and in his eyes was the swaying back of the little devil, like an origami plane that might be blown up by the strong wind at any time.

After saying goodbye, they separated. Lu Mingze took a step forward, and the boy in black formal clothes blended into the dark night.

Lu Mingfei looked down along his disappearing figure.

Yuan Zhisheng rushed to the bottom of the wall like a gust of wind. He did not choose to take the main entrance. He was a mixed race, so he must be a little different.

I saw the young master rushing straight towards the wall of the teaching building. He didn't dodge or dodge, and stretched his feet to step on it. The soles of the special boots left a dent on the wall like a bomb, and broken stones and dust were everywhere. All, forming a small gray mist.

I don’t know how poor the quality of walls half a century ago can be. The rough walls are mottled and uneven. The friction provided by Yuan Zhisheng is considerable, not to mention that Yuan Zhisheng’s foot directly made a hole. This It was the best point to borrow strength. He was not polite. He took another step and made a new hole in the wall. He took advantage of the strength and leaped, step by step. Yuan Zhisheng actually used this exaggerated method to make a hole in the wall. People started running on the walls of the teaching building.

"Yo ho!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up and he whistled excitedly.

Naturally, Yuan Zhisheng also saw Lu Mingfei sitting on it.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

The young master of the Eight Sheqi Clan has ignited his golden eyes.

This was simply his boiling fighting spirit.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters...

At the last distance, Yuan Zhisheng jumped up. He was like a light bird, so free in the air.

He reached up.

The moment before this man was about to be replenished by the force of gravity.

His hand was held.

"We meet again."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Senior."

He easily stood up, and Yuan Zhisheng was pulled up by him. When he reached the highest point, Lu Mingfei smiled mischievously. As soon as his tight grip loosened, Yuan Zhisheng flew high due to inertia.

"Oops, my hand slipped."

Lu Mingfei said this embarrassedly.

Yuan Zhisheng stretched his body and made a "big" shape in the air. He heard the S-class words. Although the wind was strong, they were hybrids. The so-called hybrids were creatures that could not be explained by common sense.

Yuan Zhisheng landed steadily on the rooftop on the other side.

He bent his knees, stooped low, bent over, and bowed his head slightly.

So all the potential energy was eliminated by him.

It seems like this.

In fact, if he didn't have the bloodline of the third family and bear the title of "Emperor", any mixed race, even an A-level, would not be able to run up the third floor by stepping on the wall, and be thrown into the air without being able to do anything. It's such an exaggerated thing to be injured and fall to the ground.

"How rude, junior."

Yuan Zhisheng casually patted the dust on his clothes, forming a faint mist in the dark night.

Lu Mingfei jumped down.

"As expected of a senior, it's okay to be like this."

"I can't die before fighting you."

"That's right, that would be too boring."

"Is it boring?"

Yuan Zhisheng crossed his hands and held two famous swords at his waist.

The unsheathed spider cutter and boy cutter left two cold gleams in the air.

He seemed to feel the buzz coming from the two famous swords.

Are you also excited for the next battle?

Or is it me who is excited?

The corners of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth turned up, smiling handsomely in the dark night.

"I saw your video from Freedom Day."

"Very wonderful."

"Since then, I have had the idea of ​​fighting you."

"So, next, please give me some advice."

Lu Mingfei clasped his fists and smiled heartily.

"Please give me more advice."

The famous sword spun and flew into the air, reflecting the cold moonlight, and was finally caught firmly by the young man.

Lu Mingfei was a little strange. He lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. The flowing texture filled the blade, and the cold light kept sliding across the blade. Just holding it like this, it seemed that he could hear it humming. This was simply not the same thing. Treat it as a cold weapon, but a living creature with its own life.

"Doji cut."

Gen Zhisheng, who had just thrown the saber, introduced it this way.

"It is said that the sword was used to kill the great monster Shuten Doji, hence its name."

"Oh oh oh, that sounds awesome!"

Lu Mingfei waved twice casually. According to the file, this boy had no record of learning swordsmanship, but his movements were so natural and harmonious. For a moment, Yuan Zhisheng remembered him for no reason. The master Yagyu who taught him the art of swordsmanship.

Yuan Zhisheng narrowed his eyes.

He smiled lightly when he saw Tong Ziqie being held docilely in the young man's hand.

"It seems that you have conquered this famous sword."

"Is that so?"

Lu Mingfei showed a bright and silly smile.

"Maybe this knife is easier to talk to."

"By the way, senior, what do you want to do by suddenly throwing Doji Kiri to me?"

"Of course it's a duel!"

"I have two famous swords, but you are bare-handed. Such an unfair duel is really boring."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment.

"unfair?"

He laughed, held Doji Kiri in his hands, and put on a posture that Yuan Zhisheng had never seen before, his eyes were solemn.

"I won't stay behind."

"Just what I wanted."

Almost in the next second.

With the momentum of wanting to cut through the mountain, the two famous swords fought together.

"Director of the Japan Branch Executive Bureau, Yuan Zhisheng!"

He held a knife in both hands, his black hair danced wildly, his golden eyes were surprisingly bright, and the spider cut had a strange light, just like a great swordsman in the ancient era when gods and men mixed together.

"Come on!"

Lu Mingfei's hand bent slightly.

He raised his eyebrows in interest.

What a lot of strength.

This is almost the strongest opponent he has encountered since returning to the dragon world.

Whether it is Chu Zihang or Caesar, in terms of absolute strength competition, they are not as good as the heroic man in front of them.

The basic physical fitness of mixed breeds is related to their bloodline.

In other words, does this senior from the Japanese branch surpass Caesar and Chu in terms of blood?

The night wind swirls on the rooftop on the third floor.

Lu Mingfei smiled faintly.

His body bent down like a willow, and it was like a strong bow that was gathering momentum. At that moment, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to be aware of it. His eyes focused, and a mighty force like a sea wave came from Tongziqie. The spider cut, all the way to his hands and then his shoulders.

Lu Mingfei's whole body was like drawing a bow and then loosening the string. The huge force suddenly shook Yuan Zhisheng away.

The two stood still again.

Yuan Zhisheng stared at the boy seriously.

In their first confrontation, in terms of pure strength, the two were equally matched.

Is there a bloodline that is qualified to be compared with the royal blood?

It is worthy of the S-level appointed by the principal.

So, what’s next?

Thunder breaks out from the ground.

look! That's lightning!

No!

It's Dao Guang!

Spider cuts open the night.

Yuan Zisheng has an angry look, like an Arhat crouching against a tiger.

Kasaya beheads!

This is a basic sword move in Japanese Kendo. It cuts diagonally from left to right. A powerful swordsman can use this move to cut the opponent in front of him easily into two pieces. It is an extremely fierce move.

Lu Mingfei did not hide.

He handed Tongziqie forward and caught Yuan Zhisheng's sword that was about to cut through the night. Even the basic cassock slash was the best sword move as long as it was strong enough and fast enough.

This is the consensus of many Japanese swordsmen.

Just like the legendary man who practiced hard for ten years and only practiced one move to draw his sword. Others only laughed at him for being stupid, but when he came out of the mountain and traveled all over the world, he was invincible.

Some descendants asked him what the secret of his strength was, and he just smiled and said, it's nothing. You can draw a sword faster than others. Their swords are still in their sheaths. You have already pierced the enemy's heart. That's all.

Yuan Zhisheng learned moves from many famous swordsmen. In his opinion, the so-called sword moves are nothing more than making use of your strength more and using your speed faster, nothing more.

However, Lu Mingfei didn't think so.

A strange force attracted Spider Che.

Kasaya Slash, which was supposed to cut open Lu Mingfei's chest easily, actually changed its trajectory like this.

"Swipe Lala!"

Sparks fly.

Spider cut open the ground of the rooftop.

Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank, he couldn't understand what the S-level power just now was...

But now is a battle, not a time for people to relax and think.

The cassock slash returned in vain, so no problem, Yuan Zhisheng simply used the spider cut as a fulcrum, jumped into the air, and kicked the S-class in the chest.

This kick was so fast and heavy that he even used it to tread flat on the outer wall of the third floor. The deep pit left along the way marked its specific power. Even if it was a mixed race, it would be sure to hit him hard. It won't feel good either.

"Such a sword move is really unexpected."

Lu Mingfei still had the ability to make fun of people.

He just stood there motionless, but at the moment when Yuan Zhisheng's flying kick was about to hit, one hand stretched out like lightning and grabbed the opponent's calf accurately.

"Don't die."

"Senior."

Lu Mingfei smiled harmlessly.

The movements of his hands were not polite at all.

He held Yuan Zhisheng's calf and used clever force to shake it and then pull it back. Waves of strength spread throughout Yuan Zhisheng's body like waves. If it weren't for the special skeleton given by the emperor's blood, another person would have shaken it off. The joints were broken and the skeleton was shattered, only to end up paralyzed like soft mud.

But Yuan Zhisheng didn't feel good either.

He gritted his teeth and groaned.

Lu Mingfei raised his hands high.

"scare!"

Yuan Zhisheng was knocked to the ground by him.

Dust and gravel bounced up.

Centered on his landing point, a circle of invisible ripples spread out, crackling, dense cracks twisting and winding, and a huge spider web was woven in an instant.

"besides!"

Lu Mingfei raised his hand again and smashed it down.

"And more and more and more!"

Yuan Zhisheng seemed to be transformed into a huge hammer, and Lu Mingze was an ancient barbarian wielding the hammer. The ground on the rooftop finally couldn't bear the ravages of them, and it sank with a rumble, opening a huge hole.

The two fell to the classroom on the next floor.

The tables and chairs on the floor were knocked over with a crash.

Yuan Zhisheng took the opportunity to escape and distance himself from the monster.

Yes, that's a monster.

I have experienced countless battles since I was a child. This is the first time I have felt so aggrieved as today.

Regardless of speed, strength, eyesight or skills, they were completely crushed by this S-class.

Yuan Zhisheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

so what.

Fighting is not a simple matter of comparing various aspects of physical fitness. In that case, it would be great to list the speed and strength on a piece of paper and then everyone can compare the size together. Why fight?

A strong man must have a heart that matches his strong character.

"Come!"

Yuan Zhisheng rushed towards Lu Mingfei again.

This time he did not choose to fight as fiercely as before, but made full use of the small classroom environment and hunted beside Lu Mingfei like a beast waiting for an opportunity.

Lu Mingfei just stood there. The moonlight leaked from the hole in the ceiling and shrouded the boy's body. The boy in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground. The boy was lonely and lonely.

"Speaking of which, senior, you are really resistant to being beaten."

The boy slashed with a practiced slash, and the attacking spider retreated at the first touch.

"These two knives are great."

The young man bent his arms and held the sword behind his back, narrowly blocking the spider cut.

He smiled faintly in the moonlight.

"Senior is a very serious person."

"It's just that your knife is still hesitant."

"Why is this?"

The two famous swords were going back and forth, sparks flying in the air. Lu Mingfei stood calmly on the spot. Except for the boy's cutter that was used to deal with the incoming enemy, the young man just looked up at the crescent moon.

"hesitate?"

Yuan Zhisheng finally responded.

"Yes, I heard it from Senior's sword."

"Is there something you want to do but can't do?"

A few more hard fights.

"Um."

Yuan Zhisheng said calmly.

"Selling sunscreen."

Lu Mingfei blinked.

"ha?"

"Are you surprised?"

Yuan Zhisheng seemed to be laughing.

"Junior, you are upset."

The terrifying gravity descends here.

Lu Mingfei's expression suddenly changed.

This was a development that he had never expected. That huge power was not exerted from the outside world, but strangely came from his skin, his bones, the blood rushing in his veins, and from his body itself. , occurs suddenly.

"Kingdom."

Yuan Zhisheng came from the darkness.

He looked at the S-class who lowered his head slightly and remained motionless.

This is a powerful opponent he has never encountered before.

Even the fallen ghosts are far behind.

Even though he was using the other party's carelessness to activate the King of Word Spirits at this moment, this young man could still stand and stand in his domain, which really surprised Yuan Zhisheng.

The King of Word Spirits, serial number 91, is even higher than Jun Yan. When a hybrid uses this word spirit, all beings with dragon blood in the domain will be affected. That is the power exerted on their bloodline, which is terrifying to the point of counting. With ten times or even hundreds of times the gravity, even the most powerful hybrid has to bow down. This is the origin of the name King Power.

But Lu Mingfei didn’t.

This is not something that can be accomplished by gritting one's teeth. Iron willpower and the like are too fragile to be mentioned in the face of truly devastating power.

Lu Mingfei can still stand, it can only be said that his S-level body is well-deserved.

But, that’s it.

Yuan Zhisheng stabs the boy cut, the target is the heart.

It was an impressive fight.

But the final winner is still...

Hold the blade between two fingers.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes widened.

"What an interesting power."

The boy laughed.

"It must be great for training."