Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

In the quiet parking lot, the footsteps of combat boots from the north and south directions made the atmosphere more and more depressing.

If there were people watching at the scene, their whole bodies would be tense, their breaths would be held, and their hearts would be pounding out of their chests.

Caesar's blond hair fell down from his shawl, and his ice-blue eyes were full of unruliness. He raised his noble head slightly and stared at Chu Zihang who was walking towards him like an emperor.

Although the black-haired Chu Zihang is not as eye-catching as Caesar, his never-extinguishing golden eyes are as domineering and majestic as a monarch, with sharp knives and swords hidden inside.

"You mean, are you willing to let the Lion Heart Club lose this year's Freedom Day and let the freshman named Lu Mingfei win the final victory?"

Caesar frowned as solemnly as a Greek sculpture and said, with a deep crease between his eyebrows when questioning, as if the world's top sculptor had carved a deep line of doubt and dissatisfaction on this handsome face.

"Lu Mingfei and I have a good relationship. If we can bring your student union down from the altar and let Lu Mingfei win the final victory, I have no problem with it."

Chu Zihang seemed very indifferent to Caesar's aggressive questioning. He shrugged expressionlessly.

"But I have an opinion, senior brother. You two discussed me so intensely that you seemed to have already planned my next actions. All you had to do was stuff the victory of Freedom Day into my trouser pocket and give it to me... …But none of you asked me for my opinion.”

On the tense battlefield between kings and kings, a male voice suddenly sounded not far away, and the voice was mixed with strong complaints and dissatisfaction.

Caesar and Chu Zihang turned their heads almost simultaneously and looked towards the source of the sound.

In a black Infiniti QX80 that had been destroyed by the battle and was almost scrapped, a foot kicked open the jammed door, and the heavy iron plate slid against the ground for several meters.

Then, a boy in school uniform jumped out of the back seat of this medium-to-large SUV. He held a silver-white long knife on his shoulder with one hand, and patted the dust on his school uniform with one hand. He stretched his body in the sunshine.

Then there was a crackling sound like the crackling of bamboo joints in the air, as if the boy was pulling apart the bones in his body and then violently rejoining them.

"Sorry, I guessed that the parking lot would be the place where you two would decide the winner, so I came in advance. I originally wanted to hide in the car and watch the real-life large-scale CS between the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club, but I just couldn't stand it. I accidentally... fell asleep." Lu Mingfei scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Caesar and Chu Zihang were unusually silent.

Counting the time, it seemed that when Lu Mingfei was watching in the car, it was the last onslaught of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club, right?

The battle was so dark that the two of them could see the flames and billowing smoke rising into the sky from a long distance away, and heard the fierce sound of artillery fire and the sound of fighting.

This guy fell asleep in the middle of a battlefield under heavy gunfire? How did you do it?

The atmosphere in the parking lot became even weirder. The original situation was that the two kings of Cassel College were fighting with knives. A shocking battle was about to break out, and the air seemed to be filled with the light and shadow of the knife tips.

Just like Sun Quan and Cao Cao were standing in the parking lot, preparing to fight to the death for the sake of the world. Unexpectedly, Liu Bei had been waiting here for a long time. He kicked open the car door and walked over with a knife in his hand. He asked with a smile:

"You two brothers, why are you talking behind my back about my virtuous brother and calling me a rat? It's such a good thing like fighting for the world, why don't you count me as a virtuous brother?"

Sun Quan and Cao Cao immediately stopped wielding their swords and giving orders. The situation in the Sanfen Parking Lot became even more bizarre and exciting.

"How to fight three people?" Caesar frowned, his eyes darting back and forth between Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, as if he was thinking about which one was more interesting and challenging to fight.

Chu Zihang remained silent. Logically speaking, he was certainly much closer to Lu Mingfei. The two of them could be called brothers who could trust each other.

But now he is the president of the Lionheart Club, and he carries the honor of the Lionheart Club on his shoulders. What matters on the battlefield is not reason but strength. He and Lu Mingfei beat up Caesar together, which is a shameless act. Not coming.

"How about... let's have a melee between the three of us?" Lu Mingfei rubbed the handle of the knife and suggested tentatively.

"Three-person melee?" Caesar still frowned. It wasn't that he couldn't accept the suggestion. The main reason was that he had never experienced the three-person melee fighting mode before. He was a little hesitant to hold Dictado's hand, not knowing what to do at the first moment. Who to chop at.

While the three were discussing, a bright red bullet pierced the air and struck Lu Mingfei's face.

Lu Mingfei tilted his head slightly when he was about to be shot. The bullet grazed his black hair and was firmly nailed to the Infiniti behind him. Crimson dust quickly exploded on the dark car body, like blooming red flowers. brilliant.

"Nono!" Caesar quickly stopped in front of Lu Mingfei. He frowned deeply and turned around to shout, "Don't interfere with our battlefield. Just focus on Susie!"

"As long as the outcome is decided between you and Chu Zihang, I can help clean up Lu Mingfei." Nuonuo's clear voice came from behind the Jaguar in the distance.

The Jaguar also quickly exploded with crimson bullets. It was Susie who was aiming at Nono to warn him about Nono's interference in the battlefield!

"Brother, senior." Lu Mingfei patted Chu Zihang and Caesar on the shoulders, "We won't be able to fight happily if this continues. Otherwise, you guys fight first, or you can wait for me. I'll go and deal with them first. The battlefield is cleared.”

Before Caesar could say anything to stop him, Lu Mingfei's figure was blown away from Caesar like a gust of wind. He had already determined the approximate location of Nono from Susie's gun, and he was standing in one of the few shelters in the parking lot. Things move around at incredibly high speeds.

"No wonder, battlefield ghost, this title is indeed very appropriate."

Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei's fleeting figure. If he switched to Nono's perspective and saw that he indeed appeared like a ghost, he would disappear immediately, like a black shadow wandering in the blind spot of the sniper's sight.

"Caesar, you don't want to stand still and wait for Lu Mingfei to kill the snipers from both our teams before starting the battle, do you?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Of course... no!" The moment he said these words, a stern smile appeared on the corner of Caesar's mouth, and his figure sprang out like a bullet, carrying an invisible air pressure. Dicrado's incarnation was the most ferocious. The warhead, shining with dazzling golden light, fell hard on the top of Chu Zihang's head.

This is the most ferocious killing knife, with the tyranny of an emperor. The sharp blade cuts the air and makes a sharp noise.

But in front of Caesar was Chu Zihang, so his Dictator was stopped as a matter of course. The metals rubbed against each other, and sparks and sonic booms exploded together, like thunder roaring!

In the flash of lightning, the two figures had clashed several times, leaving only thunderous explosions and afterimages that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The emperor and the king were fighting, as if they were dancing the most gorgeous and violent bloody tango in the world!