Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

The mirror space is independent of reality. It is a space that Lincoln can freely control.

The direct transparent crack in the space spreads from the front of the eyes to the far distance beyond the sight, encompassing the entire space.

And above the head, with the constant operation of the magic formula in the mirror space, things began to change in a geometric and mathematical way. Angers was keenly aware of the laws of this change, but he could not summarize these laws for a while.

After all, he is an old man over a hundred years old. It is too difficult to ask him to recall the Archimedean function spiral at a glance. He has little time and no words, and basically does not need this thing in the process of slaying the dragon.

The principle of Yan Ling is actually the Dragon Clan's unique ability to control elements.

By manipulating different elements in different forms, dragons and hybrids with dragon blood flowing in their bodies can exert various kinds of speech spirits.

However, the foundation of each word spirit is actually fixed, and the only thing that can change is the form or the amount of power exerted.

Even a creature at the level of the Dragon King would not associate the Word Spirit with the Archimedean Function Spiral.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for Angers without spider silk to defeat Lincoln in this mirror space, but fortunately Lincoln has no intention of using the mirror space to bully him.

With a gentle push from your hand, things in the space begin to change.

The empty conference hall disappeared like a building block toy, and the entire Shilan City was forcibly flattened by incredible force.

The corners of Ange's eyes kept twitching, and in just a few seconds, a flat world without any protruding atoms appeared in front of the two of them.

"Okay, the arena has been built."

Lincoln looked at Angers calmly and said: "Mirror space, everything that happens here will not have any impact on reality, in order to prevent compensation costs caused by the battle."

"If you feel that this kind of absolutely empty place is not suitable for you to play, I can also make it a little more complicated."

As Lincoln spoke, he flew a little higher, and a black spot on the horizon continued to expand, eventually turning into a dazzling-looking cube suspended in the air.

"No need." Ange was silent for a moment, then held the folding knife tightly in his hand again: "If it's just a one-time sparring session, it doesn't need to be so complicated."

"Really? Let's get started." Lincoln nodded and motioned to Angers: "You first?"

"That's what I meant." Ange's eyes became sharp, like a ruthless killing machine, and the next moment, his figure disappeared.

The relative increase of tens to hundreds of times made Ange's speed so fast that it would not leave an afterimage in the eyes of ordinary humans. The hand held was startling, and Ange's figure appeared behind Lincoln the moment he disappeared.

The blade that was strong enough to tear the Dragon King's skin showed no mercy and fell towards Lincoln's back without hesitation.

His fiery eyes seemed to pull out a golden stream of light in the air, and the air flow passed through the tip of the knife and was thrown into the air like a white tie.

Whoosh!

Just like cutting through the air, the folding knife in Angers' hand did not receive any resistance, as if what he pierced was not a person, but a non-existent shadow.

Thinking of this terrifying possibility, Ange's pupils couldn't help but shrink. The next moment, the non-existent afterimage of the blade stabbed dissipated in his retina.

Before he could step back, a palm had already pressed on his shoulder, and a calm voice came from behind: "Time Zero, you have good abilities. You are basically the fastest I have ever seen.

People."

Angers' rapid retreat completely froze, and a few drops of cold sweat slipped from his forehead: "What, when..."

He was filled with disbelief.

The persistence time of human vision is 0.05 to 0.2 seconds. That is, in extreme cases, if you want the human eye to be unable to capture any trace of existence, you need to completely move your body out of the field of vision within 0.05 seconds.

Angers' Time Zero can lengthen his sense of time a full 50 times.

That is to say, in order for him to be unable to capture human figures with persistence of vision, Lincoln needs to completely move his body out of Angers' field of vision within 0.001 seconds.

No! It’s not even 0.001 seconds. Angers’ own quality makes his visual persistence limit even shorter! It reaches the incredible number of less than 0.0005 seconds.

And within 0.0005 seconds, he instantly disappeared from the state of standing with his back to him, and at the same time, without causing the slightest disturbance in the air flow, this terrifying speed has completely exceeded Ange's understanding of living things.

He doubted that even the so-called Dragon King could reach this level of speed?

Using ultra-high speed to deliver consecutive fatal blows to the target in a very short period of time is the best use of Angers' Word Spirit.

And when he was completely crushed in terms of speed, there was no need to continue the so-called sparring.

His folding knife might have done some damage to Lincoln, but it was meaningless when he couldn't reach the enemy.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and actually fought against him, Angers would never have been able to imagine that such a terrifying person could exist in this world.

A mirror space that could fool people to death, and an unattainable absolute speed. In his opinion, Lincoln's existence was completely beyond the norm.

In Angers' view, if Lincoln could not react and deal with him, it would actually mean that Lincoln would never be defeated.

But fortunately, such a terrifying guy is not a dragon, and the dragon blood flowing in his body will not deceive him. Hybrids have a unique advantage in sensing their own kind, and this is true.

Angers took a deep breath, silently put away the folding knife in his hand, put it back into his suit pocket, and then looked at Lincoln: "You win."

Lincoln looked down at his watch and raised his eyebrows: "It's only been a minute. I thought you wanted to try more."

"It's not necessary." Angers shook his head: "Some methods are not used during sparring."

Angers' straightforward attitude made Lincoln look slightly sideways. He reached out and touched the mirror space. The two of them stood in the glorious conference hall again, as if they had never left.

After tidying up his clothes a little, Angers sat back on the chair: "Let's talk?"

"Can."

Outside, while Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki were discussing what wording they should use to inform Lu Mingfei's family that he had passed Kassel's interview, the two people in the conference room had happily reached a series of agreements.

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Lincoln joins Cassell Academy as an honorary advisor. He has no responsibilities or obligations, but will directly gain the right to teach Lu Mingfei, the owner of the S-class bloodline.

From Ange's point of view, this is not a bad thing. Winning a powerful human on their side is of great significance to the cause of dragon slaying.

As for handing over Lu Mingfei to Lincoln, as long as he is in the school and does not fall into the hands of those in the equipment department, these are acceptable.

Of course, except for the two parties involved, no other human being knows what kind of conversation they had in this conference hall.

Especially Shai Zai, who knows nothing about this and is still worried about metal business cards and ignorant love.

Lincoln's figure completely faded away, disappearing as silently as he appeared. After experiencing the ability of the bug in the mirror space, Angers had no hope of it in his heart.

He knew that Lincoln must have gone to observe Lu Mingfei with some evil taste that he could not fully understand.

With such a powerful ability, he went to spy on a new student. Angers did not express any opinions on this boring and explosive behavior.

A person waited silently for a moment in the empty conference hall. It was not until he was completely sure that Lincoln was no longer there that Angers opened the door and walked out. The next moment, he met Chen Mo, who was dressed casually and full of youthful atmosphere.

Hitomi bumped into each other.

Without any consciousness of almost bumping into the principal, Chen Motong had an apologetic smile on her face: "I'm sorry, principal, I'm late. It's all my fault that I went to bed too late last night and couldn't make it to the interview."

"Okay, the interview is over." Angers looked calm: "I have decided on the admission quota, so this time, you did not delay things."

"Then, can I still be responsible for the next docking work?" Chen Motong's eyes were full of light, and she looked at Anger with hope.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Ange was silent for a moment: "I have found others, but if you don't want to go back to school, you can go to Ye Sheng and the others and act with them."

Hearing Ange's answer, Chen Motong immediately cheered: "Thank you, principal!"

...

In the bedroom, Lu Mingfei looked at the StarCraft game interface boredly, flicking the mouse absentmindedly, focusing entirely on the metal business card beside him: "What should I do to contact him..."

As he was thinking about it, a prompt suddenly popped up on the computer interface. It was a battle invitation. The ID was Nono, an ID he had no memory of.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment before taking it.

Not surprisingly, Lu Mingfei, whose mind was full of metal business cards and graduation confessions, lost miserably, especially when the opponent also used Norma to help out.

Seemingly sensing that something was wrong with Lu Mingfei's situation, Nuonuo, who felt bored, gave up the idea of ​​continuing a few games, and said in the eyes of Ye Sheng and the two of them who couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm going to the meeting tomorrow too!"

"What are you going to do!" Ye Sheng, who knew Chen Motong's character, had a look of helplessness on his face.

"I am the student examiner for this interview!" Chen Motong said plausibly: "Of course I should go and meet the students being interviewed!"

"But the interview is over."

"So I went to the principal again." Chen Motong said slyly: "He agreed."

"This." Ye Sheng was speechless: "Okay, but you'd better not mess around. At least, you have to make him agree to enroll."

"Don't worry!" Chen Motong patted his chest and assured him. There was no credibility in the eyes of Ye Sheng, who knew Chen Motong's character.

...

The next day, Regent Hotel.

"You have to think again? Why?" Ye Sheng looked at Lu Mingfei with confusion and confusion in his eyes, not understanding why he refused the generous conditions offered by Kassel College.

As far as he knows, there is no school in the world that offers better treatment than that offered by Cassel College.

Ye Sheng almost put all his chips on the scale, but in the end he still received a positive reply from Lu Mingfei, which he couldn't understand.

Compared to Ye Sheng, Chen Motong, who was in contact with Norma, was very leisurely at this time: "Maybe it's because of the girl named Chen Wenwen."

Tapping her lips with the cod roll on the fork, Chen Motong recalled: "Let me think about it, white skirt, long hair, gentle, quiet, about 1.6 meters tall, it is indeed a pretty standard first love persona...

..”

Hearing Chen Motong's words, Lu Mingfei was stunned. He had no idea how the girl in front of him got so much information.

He does like Chen Wenwen, but now, facing the looks from his uncle, aunt, cousin, and several people from Kassel College, there is no way he can admit this!

"You guessed it wrong!" Lu Mingfei's voice unconsciously sounded a little higher: "I want to think about other things."

"Really?" Chen Motong was noncommittal, but the twinkling light in his eyes had fully revealed his true nature.

Seeing that Chen Motong seemed to be about to do something bad, Ye Sheng hurriedly grabbed her and looked at Lu Mingfei: "Since you need time to think, we won't continue to disturb you. I hope you can give an answer quickly."

"Yes, I understand." Lu Mingfei nodded, but his posture did not allow Ye Sheng to see his attitude.

...

In the Regent Hotel suite, Ye Shengman looked at Chen Motong helplessly: "Now the problem is coming, our attitude is too eager, Lu Mingfei has already become suspicious."

"Don't worry, I have a way." Chen Motong's eyes were full of 'witch' color: "My way will definitely work!"

"What are you planning to do again!"

"Don't worry, this plan will be a complete success!" Chen Motong made an OK gesture: "This is a plan I specially created for him based on the information provided by Norma!"

...

In the living room, her aunt kept complaining in her ears. Lu Mingfei just lowered his head and said nothing, but there were worlds unfolding one after another in his heart.

It wasn't until he returned to his own little world that Lu Mingfei breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Lu Mingfei's own personality is completely different from that of his uncle and aunt.

After meeting such an extraordinary person as Lincoln, he was cautious about protecting himself and subconsciously rejected other special things.

The conditions given by Cassel were so good that Lu Mingfei, who was accustomed to looking down on himself, felt that he was not worthy, so he subconsciously thought of Lincoln.

This made him almost determined to think that Cassel came for some ulterior purpose.

In this case, he didn't refuse directly because he didn't want to break up immediately. As for agreeing, that was a fantasy, especially after Chen Motong pointed out Chen Wenwen's existence.

It can be said that Ye Sheng's plan was a complete failure.

However, with the help of love, there is still room for things.

On the computer, Lu Mingfei's QQ flashed: "Do you want to catch up with Chen Wenwen?"