Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

When Lu Mingfei woke up, he found that he was still standing in front of the temple wall.

All hell ukiyo-e are dim.

The originally lifelike beings in hell are now lifeless.

Too.

The underworld has become my source of hopeless heaven, the Nibelung roots no longer exist, and this entrance naturally loses its foundation.

Lu Mingfei removed his glazed golden eyes, looked around, and walked back and forth.

"Boss!"

Fingel was the first to discover Lu Mingfei.

He looked overjoyed.

"strangeness……"

Fingel looked behind Lu Mingfei.

"Where's Amaterasu?"

Lu Mingfei thought of Minamoto Chisheng who was undergoing the final transformation ceremony in the emperor's tomb.

Wuwangtian absorbed the Nibelung roots of the underworld, many demons and ghosts fell into Wuwangtian's life, and the emperor's tomb naturally also reached Wuwangtian.

Lu Mingfei did not disturb Yuan Zhisheng. This was his great opportunity. If he could pass this test, Yuan Zhisheng's future would be bright and bright, and a new world would be waiting for him.

"He's evolving."

Lu Mingfei said.

Fingel's eyes widened, looking in disbelief.

"What is the evolution of Amaterasu, Golden Crowmon?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him strangely, and Fingel touched the back of his head and smiled.

"Fingal! Fingal!"

the vice-principal yelled.

"Come here and forget about this!"

"okay!"

Fingel ran over.

Here, Vice Principal Miyamoto and Zero are still calculating.

"how is the progress?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

This is the crater, and it is also the place where the Goddess and Chu Zihang finally disappeared. Lu Mingfei suspected that there was a Nibelung here, but unfortunately he could not find the entrance.

Manpower is sometimes scarce, and finding the entrance to the Nibelungs is obviously beyond Lu Mingfei's expertise.

We can only place our hope on the professional team led by the vice-principal and the head of the Miyamoto family.

"It's hard."

Zero said.

The iceberg girl explained to Lu Mingfei while turning over the manuscript paper.

"The vice principal caught them by the tail."

"But we stop here."

"They cleaned up the traces very well."

The vice-principal grabbed his hair and moaned.

"What the hell!"

"How on earth did they do it!"

“So clean!”

"There's no trace at all..."

The wailing vice principal raised his head and saw Lu Mingfei.

"Not even a trace..."

The vice principal murmured, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"you!"

The vice principal rushed towards Lu Mingfei in ecstasy.

He was almost completely focused on Lu Mingfei.

The vice-principal sniffed and sniffed.

Lu Mingfei suppressed the urge to throw away this old man.

Hold it, hold it, this is a scholar, you cannot kill him.

"Say it!"

"Where did you run just now?"

Where have you gone?

Lu Mingfei took off the vice principal and thought about it.

There is nothing to hide.

Everyone present is a member of the secret party. The Sheqi family, led by the young leader of the family, can hold a three-day and three-night social party with Kassel at any time. A new future of mixed race is waiting for them, and the problems of the past are all Negotiable.

The elites of Kassel believe that there is nothing that cannot be solved by sailboat racing. This is the activity for real geniuses. However, the hybrids of the Sheqi family have some small reservations, such as whoever loses will go to the waterfall. Squats, horse stance, etc.

Speaking of which, isn't this the daily life of the president of the Lion Heart Club?

Since the implementation of the martial arts campus plan, Kassel's painting style has gradually changed. Even Fingel has gone to the martial arts training ground. The degree of change can be imagined.

Caesar once made a bet with someone. With Chu Zihang's ascetic style, how could he miss the bathing time? Compared with the bathroom with no new ideas, the waterfall must be more suitable for our president.

Imagine Chu Zihang pumping his fist under the waterfall, the torrent rushing on his upper body, his black and white eyes, continuing to train while taking a bath, it was perfect.

"I can't explain it in just a few words."

Lu Mingfei leads the way.

"Wonder where I just went."

"Come with me."

A group of people stood in front of the ukiyo-e.

Lu Mingfei recounted his experience in Huangquan from the beginning.

From the beginning, probably when Lu Mingfei said that he used Ukiyo-e as the entrance to enter a Nibelungen.

The vice-principal was almost crazy.

His whole body was almost glued to the ukiyo-e.

He couldn't bear to look away for a moment.

The Nibelungs are the ultimate ideal of alchemists. Not to mention the vice-chancellor, even the founders of his school and even scholars from earlier times would go crazy for the news about the Nibelungs.

The dim candlelight illuminates this space.

Ling stood next to Lu Mingfei holding a lantern.

Speaking of it, probably in order to adapt to Lu Mingfei's height and give Lu Mingfei the best experience, Ling was indeed holding the lantern, raising his hands above his head and standing on tiptoes. This posture would probably look funny if it were other girls, but Ling did not It is pleasing to the eye, dignified and natural.

I have to say that this girl is definitely good at ballet.

Lu Mingfei's narrative is coming to an end.

The vice principal was shocked.

"etc!"

It was unimaginable that the vice-principal was willing to temporarily turn his attention away from the ukiyo-e.

Fingel thought that the old man would make do with Ukiyo-e in his next life.

I just don’t know if Professor Manstein will have any objections.

After thinking about it, Feng'er's reaction was not slow at all.

Including him, almost everyone present focused their attention on Lu Mingfei.

"You mean!"

The vice principal once again tried to hang on to Lu Mingfei.

"You contained this Nibelung!"

"Um."

Lu Mingfei admitted frankly.

"The underworld is mine now."

"Probably similar to Waigang..."

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment.

"Wai Gang Realm."

Caesar said with a smile, standing with his arms folded in a majestic posture looking down at the mountains and rivers.

"Also known as Little Heaven and Earth."

"Oh, you even know this."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while.

"It seems that I need to browse the Sutra Pavilion in Kassel. I don't know how it compares with the Tiandi Pavilion."

Lu Mingfei, who had lost his memory, did not know that the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion in Kassel was copied by him according to the regulations of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion of the Kyushu Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Wai Gang Realm!"

The vice-principal muttered.

"Is it martial arts?"

"The path that taps into the individual potential of life."

"It's actually possible to get this far."

"Maybe I should take a good look at those classics."

"But, until then."

"Mingfei!"

The vice-principal suddenly raised his face, his eyes almost glowing. Ultraman probably had tears in his eyes when he saw it. Brother, where did you get these light bulbs? They are too bright.

"Show me this once!"

"Mingfei."

"That, that, just that!"

The vice-principal expressed affection.

"See it once, just once, show it to me once."

The head of the Miyamoto family raised his glasses in confusion.

"Mr. Vice Principal, you are talking about the S-level field, right?"

"From what I know about the vice principal."

Fingel pondered.

"The question mark in your sentence is very necessary."

Zero has already taken out the military thorn.

Unfortunately, even though the vice-principal cried and made trouble in the end and rolled on the ground refusing to get up, he couldn't do what he couldn't do.

The Nibelung root of the underworld is already Lu Mingfei's treasure for Wuwangtian. The two are integrated into one, which can be regarded as unlocking part of the seal of Wuwangtian, but Wuwangtian still cannot use it easily.

If he was fighting a powerful enemy, Lu Mingfei would always have the means to temporarily use Wu Wangtian when necessary.

In other words, he is still barely at the level of Dragon King.

If you encounter the previous three generations of dragon species, you can easily win.

But these are all based on the premise of necessary moments.

There is no doubt that showing it to the vice principal just to satisfy the vice principal's curiosity is not a necessary moment.

After getting Lu Mingfei's promise that "there will always be a chance in the future", the vice principal gave up and got up from the ground quite neatly.

In any case, the vice-principal can still prioritize things.

The focus of the current problem is the pure-blooded dragons returning to the world.

Chu Zihang finally appeared here, and there was also the legend of Yamata no Orochi. All clues pointed to this crater.

The vice-principal used his alchemist's keen intuition to determine that there must be something hidden here.

This feeling is heart-wrenching.

It's like walking to the door of Alibaba's treasure house. You know that there are mountains of gold and silver in it, which can be opened with just a spell.

But you just can't remember.

What has been bothering the vice principal before is this damn open sesame sentence.

And now, when Lu Mingfei returns and brings back the news of the underworld Nibelungen.

The vice-principal finally knew how to pronounce the phrase "open sesame".

"Nibelungen."

Fingel was lying on the edge of the cliff, with half of his eye exposed, looking down very cautiously.

"Old man, are you saying there are Nibelungs down here?"

"That's right!"

The vice-principal in the same pose said excitedly.

"According to my calculations."

"That's a pretty big Nibelung."

"Take Mingfei's Huangquan as the benchmark."

"It's about the size of five to the underworld."

Fingel was startled.

"Five to ten!"

"Old man, do you know what you are talking about!"

“Is the entire Eurasian continent so big together?”

"This is it."

The vice-chancellor shrugged.

"I can tell you clearly, no."

His always cynical face showed a rare look of solemnity.

"What do you think is down there?"

When saying this, the vice principal didn't even dare to point.

"Dragon's lair."

Fingal said.

"No."

The vice principal smiled.

"how."

"Are you going to use something like Dragon's Nest to call the emperor's palace?"

Could it be that the helicopter changed direction and disappeared from the sky?

Caesar looked away from the window.

The end point of this flight is Takamagahara, the place that was originally the Cowherd's shop and now serves as the headquarters of the war between humans and dragons.

Yes, war.

Caesar seemed to be able to smell the smoke everywhere.

Who would have thought?

The secret war that has been hidden under the surface of human civilization for thousands of years appeared quietly in front of the world on this day.

From the moment the dragons showed up unscrupulously.

The horn of war has sounded.

Kassel and the eight Sheqi families shook hands and made peace, and then cooperation began. It was like a joke of fate. The war between the two sides started on the Internet, and the post-war cooperation was the same.

Norma from Kassel and Kaguya from the Jakihachi Family join forces to suppress the Internet and block any information about dragons.

At the same time, operators from both sides were dispatched to erase the memories of ordinary people who had witnessed dragons one-on-one.

The former is still within the controllable range. Compared with the Internet of this era, Ouma and Kaguya are gods. This is a crushing beyond the times. What's more, the two gods join forces. Basically, once dragon-related information appears on the Internet, it will be immediately Blockade, even two artificial intelligences are making predictions based on big data. Some accounts that may upload videos or publish dragon-related remarks have been blasted by Norma and Kaguya before they do so.

Some scientists once said that when the data sample reaches a certain amount, it is not impossible to predict the future.

This language seems to be coming true.

Compared with the ease of virtual networks, real actions are the real problem.

It is true that during the long thousand-year secret war, the hybrids accumulated wealth and status that ordinary people could not imagine.

They almost became the uncrowned kings of the world.

But that's only almost.

Hybrids have a fatal weakness.

quantity.

There are too few mixed races.

The so-called elite refers to a small number of people who are beyond the vast majority of ordinary people.

Mixed races are elites, so their number will definitely not be much greater.

Dragons officially came to the forefront, and hybrids habitually tried to continue to maintain the Abrahamic blood contract and isolate mortals and dragons.

But these days are different.

They can go to great lengths to erase a mortal's memory.

But what about dragons?

Make a phone call and discuss with them. Be careful when flying in the future and try to fly when there are fewer people. If you want to fight, you'd better apply. Let's evacuate ordinary people here first?

Come on, the opponent is a dragon.

And where do you think this land is? Far East? God said that there should be light. Is it the Far East that allows light after being approved by the Heavenly Street Office?

Dragons don't care about your Abrahamic blood contract.

Not to mention discussing anything.

You know, they must be in a bad mood.

As the true master of this world.

When I woke up, I found a group of monkeys occupying the magpie nest.

No one would be happy with this kind of thing.

At this delicate moment in time, anyone with a slightly far-sighted perspective can easily discover this fact.

In other words, the secret war between hybrids and dragons is over.

A new war is about to begin.

That was a huge gamble that put the ownership of the world on the table.

Whoever wins is the master of this world.

The dragons are coming with great ambition.

There's no way a half-breed can be taken advantage of.

Compared with the belonging of the world, the life and death of individual people seem to be insignificant.

The helicopter has three passengers and one pilot.

In front, Nono and Ling were learning to drive.

It seems that the sports cars on the ground can no longer satisfy our little witch.

His eyes lingered on the smile on Nuonuo's face for a moment.

Caesar's mood seemed to brighten.

As the undisputed next generation head of the Gattuso family, Caesar's vision is unquestionable.

He naturally saw this impending war.

When the sky is covered by dragon wings.

Where else in this world is there a corner of humanity?

Caesar seemed to feel Dictado's breathing.

Are you excited too, old man?

Caesar slowly closed his blue eyes.

Let’s go back a few days.

He, Minamoto Chisei, Uesugi Koshi, fought with pure blood dragons.

I want to be stronger.

Yes.

Stronger.

The strength at the peak of physical training circulates in the body.

Stimulate the root and marrow, and some changes are happening subtly.

It was a casual chat between Caesar and Lu Mingfei in the cafeteria.

"How long does it take to refine your body to the point of being inhuman?"

"Are you anxious?"

"No one wants to become stronger."

At that time, Lu Mingfei looked at him deeply.

The S-class lowered his gaze and chewed off his elbow. No one could ever associate the words chewing slowly with chewing bones, except for Lu Mingfei.

"What do you think is inhuman?"

Lu Mingfei wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Our dragon's blood is magical."

"Yan Ling is a treasure."

"Practice martial arts as a mixed race."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Mixed race, isn't it inhuman?"

"This Kassel."

Lu Mingfei knocked on the dining table, and red leaves fell from the mountain.

"There is only one opportunity left."

To reach the peak of body refining to become a non-human being, it requires strength to warm and nourish the root marrow, so that supernatural powers can arise on their own. This is the beginning of the transformation of a mortal into a non-human being.

And the confusion continues.

He was inhuman from the beginning.

At the crater, Lu Mingfei looked away from the helicopter, looked up at the sky and the earth, and smiled softly.

"good."