Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Actually... took it!

Yuan Zhisheng was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In his royal realm, the S-class was not only able to move freely, but was even able to stop his Spider Cut with just two fingers.

What is it equivalent to?

It's like a person is bearing a load dozens of times his own weight, and at the same time, he can do the exaggerated thing of dodging pistol bullets within a hundred meters.

Is this... still a human?

Lu Mingfei twisted his neck left and right.

The hot pursuit made a terrible crackling sound, as if someone had lit a long string of firecrackers.

"strong enough!"

Lu Mingfei suddenly let out a breath.

His golden pupils were shining brightly. It was obvious that his current S-class mental state was surprisingly good. Logically speaking, this was Yuan Zhisheng's domain. The super gravity called royal power was pressing on him without any reservation. Even if Lu Mingfei was no longer Even though he is extremely talented, he should grit his teeth in resisting the royal power.

But gritting your teeth?

There is no such thing.

Even any unnecessary negative emotions are gone.

Yuan Zhisheng only saw in the S-class eyes the eagerness to try it out like a child discovering a new toy.

new toy? What is it?

A ridiculous idea came to Yuan Zhisheng's mind.

His voice, his royal power.

This is the new toy that interests the S-class.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Lu Mingfei's next words also proved this point.

The look on the young man's face was like that of a gourmet seriously reminiscing after tasting a three-star Michelin meal. He was probably thinking about what kind of words would be more appropriate to use in his evaluation.

Of course, Yuan Zhisheng was not the kind of person who would be caught without hesitation, but when he tried to pull out the spider cutter, what the man discovered was that it was as if some copper juice had cast the S-class fingers and the spider cutter together. It was so seamless that he couldn't move even an inch.

Lu Mingfei's eyebrows relaxed, showing a happy expression.

"correct!"

"That's it."

He looked at Yuan Zhisheng with joy.

"Physical training is body training, senior."

"What?"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned. He didn't understand what his monster junior said.

"The one just now, well, it seems to be called Wang Quan, it's your spirit of speech."

“It’s really awesome!”

"Is it the increase in gravity? How is it done? I can feel that gravity is applied evenly to every muscle and every inch of skin. It is simply perfect!"

"Do you know what this means?"

Although the tone was questioning, it was obvious that Lu Mingfei did not intend to get the answer from Yuan Zhisheng, because he couldn't wait to speak out.

"It's body training!"

It is easy to see from the bright smile on Lu Mingfei's face that this young man is really happy.

"The first level of martial arts, stretching the muscles and bones, is originally just a matter of time and effort, but if you, senior, have the support of your words and spirit, the progress will really be rapid!"

"Moreover, ordinary people must not take into account many details of the body during body training, but it is different for senior Yan Ling. If gravity is evenly applied, isn't it like body training without blind spots? Tsk tsk!"

Lu Mingfei, who was talking endlessly, suddenly noticed the confusion on Yuan Zhisheng's face, and he suddenly realized.

"By the way, it must be difficult for you, senior, to understand the sudden talk about body training."

"Well, speaking of which, senior, you should also have an account on the Night Watch Forum. Have you read the recent news?"

Yuan Zhisheng's heart moved.

"You mean, martial arts elective courses?"

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"But isn't that a matter only in Kassel? Our Japanese branch..."

"What happened to the Japanese branch!"

Lu Mingfei yelled.

"Isn't the Japanese branch in Kassel?"

"As a teacher in Kassel, I don't allow the Japanese branch to enjoy the benefits that students in our main branch can enjoy!"

"Don't worry, senior, soon, martial arts elective courses will definitely be held in the Japanese branch!"

Lu Mingfei said earnestly.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly and said subconsciously.

"What are the conditions?"

"condition?"

Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"What kind of conditions do you need for such a trivial matter as a martial arts elective course?"

These words were indeed beyond Yuan Zhisheng's expectations.

What's going on? For a powerful technology like martial arts, the headquarters didn't even mention the conditions and just wanted to share it with them!

To be honest, he couldn't understand it.

"By the way, senior, have you seen Dragon Ball?"

"Seven what?"

"It's the anime of Son Goku, Kakarot, and so on."

"Oh, I've seen it."

"That's easy to say. Now that you've seen it, senior, you must understand. Although we don't have the powerful technology of the Bulma family in the gravity training room inside, we have you! When the time comes, senior, you can take over the royal power As soon as it opens, let the mixed-bloods train inside, and we won’t charge too much. It’s only eight hundred dollars per person. It’s a long-term success. Since I provided such a good plan, we finally collected the money. Fifty-fifty split!”

Lu Mingfei looked at Yuan Zhisheng expectantly.

Such an S-class really makes the young master of the Sheqi Eighth Family feel at a loss as to what to do.

Just now, when Yuan Zhisheng realized that he couldn't draw the knife, he clearly realized that he was far from the opponent of the young man in front of him.

The gap in strength is too huge.

He was ready to die.

But who would have thought that the S-class would talk to him about the matter of me becoming a millionaire by developing the power of speaking spirit king.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong. For Yuan Zhisheng's family, the order of millions can only be described as a prodigal. It is equivalent to that joke. After his unremitting efforts, he finally became a billionaire. Strive to become a millionaire.

Putting aside matters such as millions or hundreds of millions, before that, the dignified S-class actually wanted to work with the emperors of the eight Sheqi families to make money by using the Sequence 91 Word Spirit King Power. This kind of thing is strange no matter how you look at it.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lu Mingfei with gradually complicated eyes. I didn't expect you to be such an S-level person.

However, his gaze may have been misunderstood by Lu Mingfei.

It’s said to be complicated, so it must have rich meanings.

So Lu Mingfei thought that Yuan Zhisheng must have disliked the price he offered for being too low.

So Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and his heart skipped a beat.

"Four six, I am four..."

"Sanqi!"

"Twenty-eight! Twenty-eight! This is my bottom line! Senior, you can't be too black-hearted!"

Considering the huge expenses involved in promoting martial arts in the future, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but argue with Yuan Zhisheng.

It's just that Yuan Zhisheng's eyes are getting more and more complicated.

An idea suddenly occurred to him.

If he had known that S-class people were like this, why would he fight? He just took out the check and started writing zeros from the beginning. Five was not enough to make six. Everyone was fighting and killing so much. Let’s sit down and drink red wine. With a cigar, a check was rolled out in the air, and the Iron Throne was obtained, right?

You don't even want to call me Young Master!

Lu Mingfei seemed to be transformed into a calculating salesman, getting close to Yuan Zhisheng warmly, trying to persuade him to agree to his great business blueprint.

But at some point, it all came to a screeching halt.

The sudden silence made Yuan Zhisheng a little strange. He found that the S-class raised his head and silently looked at the ceiling. It was the hole made by the two people. The moonlight was leaking from the hole, covering the two people dimly.

That's it again.

Yuan Zhisheng was confused.

This is not the first time that S-class has taken such a pose. Before this, when the two of them were still fighting, the other party had stared at the moonlight for a long time.

At that time, he only thought it was a unique habit of S-class.

Looking up at the bright moon sadly during battle may seem a bit ridiculous, but for a strong man, it is understandable to have some strange habits, right?

But looking at the current situation, it seems that it can't be explained by just a unique hobby.

Yuan Zhisheng looked along the moonlight.

His pupils shrank.

Someone!

On that ceiling, stood a person!

It was a slim figure, obviously a woman based on its outline, standing silently on the edge of the cave, looking down at them, Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly, he felt something was wrong, but what exactly was wrong? For a moment, I couldn't remember anything.

This uncomfortable feeling made him very concerned, so Yuan Zhisheng glanced back and forth at the woman next to the hole. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

Yes!

Golden eyes!

He finally realized what was wrong.

Golden eyes!

The man next to the cave unexpectedly did not light up his golden eyes!

This is the only hybrid he has encountered since he entered Silent Hill in the other world without igniting golden eyes.

This is simply too strange. You have to know that this is a teaching building, and there is a Shura-like girl below who is responsible for guarding the door. A group of senior hunters almost knocked the brains out of the dog. A hybrid has just overcome all kinds of difficulties and dangers to arrive. On the rooftop of the teaching building, even the golden pupils were not lit.

As we all know, when a mixed race is emotionally excited, has a high fighting spirit, or exerts all his strength in speech, spirit and physical fitness, he will involuntarily light up his golden eyes.

The Golden Eyes were not lit, which only explained one point.

This mixed race didn't take it seriously at all, and came to the rooftop as leisurely as if on a spring outing.

Of course, there is actually another possibility.

It's just that Yuan Zhisheng didn't think much in that direction at all.

After all, no matter how you look at it, the possibility that she can reach the rooftop without igniting the golden eyes is greater than the possibility that this guy is not a hybrid at all.

This has nothing to do with whether Yuan Zhi is arrogant or not.

This is completely the consensus of all hybrids in this world.

Hybrids, deadpool, alchemy, living beings, and the source of everything, dragons.

Only dragons can kill dragons.

As for ordinary people who have nothing to do with dragons, as long as they live peacefully in their surface world, that kind of peaceful daily life will immediately fall apart and turn into nothingness once it is related to the word "dragon".

But, is this really the case?

Is dragon blood really the only path to the extraordinary in this world?

Maybe not.

The young man smiled softly.

"Senior, you should also know."

"If it's not true death in the other world, just take a nap and you should wake up in the town outside soon."

"Then I'm sorry."

As Yuan Zhisheng listened, he gradually had a premonition in his heart.

A retainer could die generously, let alone him as a young master. Yuan Zhisheng looked calm.

"Speaking of which, junior, is that why you are so strong?"

He remembered the post on the forum, which seemed to be called...

"Kyushu Martial Arts."

Lu Mingfei nodded cheerfully.

"That's right!"

"That's it, Kyushu Martial Arts, it's super powerful!"

"That's it."

Yuan Zhisheng smiled.

"Then you have to come to Japan soon," I will look forward to it.

"Um."

Lu Mingfei gently inserted the knife into his heart.

"I certainly won't keep you waiting long, senior."

He put Yuan Zhisheng aside, and when he turned around, the figure that should have been standing by the hole had quietly appeared in the classroom, under the moonlight.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

"meet again."

"Um."

Lu Mingfei took out his cell phone and shook it.

"It's very useful. Thank you for the express delivery that day."

The woman who once rode a heavy motorcycle pretending to be a courier to deliver an iPhone to Lu Mingfei nodded coolly.

Yes, the person who appeared here was the courier who had a relationship with Lu Mingfei.

The same guy who knocked out Commissioner Cassel.

Lu Mingfei later learned this from Norma. Originally, the person responsible for distributing mobile phones was an executive department specialist in Kassel, but he was knocked unconscious and the package was robbed. Later, there was a motorcycle rider. scene.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised when he learned the news. After all, the martial arts skills shown by the female motorcycle rider at that time were not like Cassel's style.

That is a posture that a true warrior can possess.

"Is your goal also the Iron Throne?"

"No, it's you."

"I?"

"Um."

The woman clasped her fists, and her cold temperament suddenly changed. It was so cold that it seemed as if the moonlight would turn into ice and snow.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were fixed on her boxing frame.

A look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Left fist and right palm, this is... the etiquette used by warriors in sparring.

It means having the courage to win and compete with others.

However, it seems that regardless of the Kyushu or the Dragon Clan, the warriors on both sides are the same when sparring, with left fists and right palms.

It's just a boxing fight, which isn't enough to explain anything.

Lu Mingfei had all kinds of concerns in his mind and put them aside.

He smiled casually and accepted her gift with his left fist and right palm.

Someone took the initiative to submit a post for discussion, so there was no reason to shirk.

"Hidden door, Luo Nu."

"Kyuzhou, Yama."

Lu Mingfei turned off his golden eyes.

Luo Nu's cold eyes.

Here, there are no hybrids, no dragon blood, and no speech spirits.

Yes, it’s just Wu!

It's just martial arts.

The chilling momentum hovered here.

He and she sighed at the same time.

The words spit out are like swords, spears, swords and halberds, killing each other.

"Please enlighten me!"

…………

Continuous dust.

An entire row of houses was cut off in two parts at the same time.

It was like an invisible giant holding a sharp sword and cutting it off casually.

"call!"

Mai Shutoku took a few breaths.

Even now she still has some lingering fears.

Looking back at the spectacular scene, the female ninja bit her lip and spat lightly.

"The Dark Killing Flame Demon Sword, this is... too exaggerated!"

A sturdy figure walked slowly.

The nonchalant voice was filled with laughter.