90. Feng Yingyue (1)

Lu Mingfei was carrying a flower basket and Chu Zihang was carrying a fruit basket. When the ward door opened, Lu Mingfei heard the spiritual greeting.

"Hello, beautiful classmate!" The refreshed old man raised the bottle in his hand to signal to her.

The head and vice-president of Cassel College were in the same ward. On the night of the battle with Norton, the bell tower where the vice-president was staying was blown up in the waist.

In theory, he should definitely die at that height, but the old guy's mixed-race physique still seems to be as good as the style of the Yuema West back then. When the students dug him out of the ruins, he could still stare with big eyes and ask the students who were holding him for alcohol. There was no problem with him with a large number of fractures.

Principal Angers smiled and greeted the two new classmates. Standing by his bed was the expressionless student president Caesar. Breathing the air in the same room with Chu Zihang did not seem to be a good thing for him. In order to create an opportunity for Lu Mingfei to attack, Angers was burned in half of his body. Fortunately, he still came over. The school's special doctor with superb medical skills and the strong body of the mixed-race species recovered very smoothly.

"Hello, principal." Lu Mingfei nodded and bowed, put the flower basket on the table. Since both principals were there, I could save it and merge it into one title.

She originally planned to say goodbye to Chu Zihang, saying that if you have something to do with senior brother, principal, you should go and do it first. But shortly after Chu Zihang received the text message, another text message that invited her Lu Mingfei also arrived, so she had to go there with Chu Zihang obediently. I think the principal will definitely watch the Nightman Forum. The principal's expression was obviously not surprising when the two recent focus figures appeared at the same time.

"You did a great job." Anger nodded slightly. The things that night seemed to pass by easily with this affirmative smile. He didn't seem to care whether he was hurt, but he cared more about Lu Mingfei. "You who are here today are the real elites in Cassel Academy. I am honored to inform you that you will be sent to China as interns to carry out the dragon-slaying operation code-named the 'Bronze Project'."

"Did Norton be caught so quickly?" Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"Strictly speaking, we didn't look for it at all, because Norton would only go to one place, his Bronze City." Angers said, "his awakening was not complete, and he was seriously traumatized. He urgently needed a relatively quiet place to cultivate himself, and it was best to leave a cocoon for recovery. These took time, and the stronger the creature, the more supplies it needed. This was a good thing for us. His breathing would last for several months. During this period, we needed diving training to invade his Bronze City and to completely end the last unfinished war."

"Are there only three of us?" They were about to challenge the noble first generation. This time Norton even fought at home, and would have more powerful power than last time. However, Caesar's expression was extremely calm, as if asking me how many soldiers could be taken to cut off the head of the opponent's commander.

"The college has dispatched many groups, led by Professor Manstein, and the equipment department will provide complete support, and the Chen family in China will also participate in the action. There are only three people in your group, because you are the three with the highest bloodline among the current students in the college, and their advantage in bloodline is better than that of most executive department specialists. We are not sure whether Dragon King Norton will rebuild cocoons to make up for themselves. The dragon clan will release powerful spiritual interference when forming cocoons. The more you face the ancient dragon with a high status, the greater the advantage of bloodline."

"The old leads the new, the college's usual style." Chu Zihang probably understood this intention. Lu Mingfei is the only S-level student, but she lacks practical experience. The student president and the president of the Lionheart are undoubtedly two veteran drivers of excellent bloodlines. The college hopes to cultivate S-level abilities in this way so that she can grow as soon as possible.

The only problem is that this method is a bit too eager to achieve success. They are going to kill the Dragon King, one of the four noble monarchs. The danger is probably equal to you holding a torch in front of a ton of explosives, and looking for a corpse without paying attention. Lu Mingfei's words can indeed fight against Norton from his performance that night, but she will lose her strength after using it. In the action, it will almost be a killing skill, a glass cannon. Chu Zihang felt that the content of his mission was similar to that of Caesar, which was a protection for His Royal Highness the Princess.

"Did you two take me a newbie to fight the boss?" Lu Mingfei looked left and right at Chu Zihang. Because these two people didn't deal with each other, he asked the little girl to tweak it in the middle to tune. She felt that this was really a matter of pulling Huang Youqing Cang. Chu Zihang was the hunting dog, and Caesar was the falcon. Next, Lu Mingfei was the song "I talked about the boy" and said, "I lifted the knife up and just did it!"

What a perfect combination. The guy who thought of putting Lu Mingfei between these two must be a master behind the scenes of trading.

"As the principal, I have the right to use my rights to give you some special preferential treatment." Vice Principal Angerschon nodded.

The vice principal jumped up from the hospital bed at 180 degrees, and seemed to have never been injured at all. In fact, he and Angers were still lying in the bed because the nurses in the hospital here asked them to rest well. However, with the physical fitness of the mixed race, the fatal injury was carried over and recovered very quickly after the injury. Before the external injury was healed, the internal injury would be treated first.

The vice president pulled out a heavy black box from under the bed and placed it on the table. The outside was black skin, and the corners were reinforced with steel. The metal nameplate at one corner was engraved with the twisted world tree logo of S, which means it came from the ice cellar of Kassel College and is a top collection of S-class.

Before the box was opened, Lu Mingfei had heard the movement inside, as if something was beating in the metal, ready to move.

The principal and the vice principal each took out a bronze key, inserted it into the keyholes on both sides of the box, and then turned it at the same time. The slight sound of gears rotating in the box, and the metal blades that were biting each other slowly retracted, the box bounced through a thin slit, and the black and golden light flowed along the gap.

"Alchemy sword, the Seven Deadly Sins." The vice-chancellor lifted the lid of the box, "The King of Bronze and Fire cast it himself to slaughter other dragons, so it has the power to kill the first generation. During the casting, Norton killed the metal itself to create a brand new material and create new metals according to his own will. Therefore, these swords will not be blocked by Norton's own realm, and they are not native metals in nature."

"In a certain way, Ye Sheng and Jude Aki exchanged their sacrifice for this dragon-slaying weapon." The principal whispered, "The human-shaped dragon clan created by Norton to protect the Bronze City is alive, but the monarch who betrayed his own life and took the initiative to give this weapon to humans, at the cost of Ye Sheng and Jude Aki's bloodline was alive to open the seal of the Bronze City."

"Betrayal and war are the themes of the dragon's history." Caesar seemed very satisfied with this plot of similar killings and showed a faint smile. "If I could, I hope to see that vibrant, maybe it will take the initiative to tell us Norton's weakness."

"If you have a chance, you can try it, but I think it should answer your sharp claws." Chu Zihang's words were very realistic, and they also sounded extremely harsh on Caesar's side.

"It is a blessing that this set of swords can fall into our hands, no matter how it is obtained." The vice principal played the exquisite knife magazine, just such a simple action. The seven swords seemed to be singing the sonata of slaughter. "The King of Bronze and Fire masters the most powerful alchemy in the dragon clan, which means that there is no second person in the world or dragon that can imitate this powerful dragon-slaying weapon."

He pulled up the hidden buckle, and amid the clear sound of the ridge, the internal parts slid out, carrying seven swords with completely different shapes. The black and golden blade showed various patterns of ice silk, pine needles, flowing clouds, and flames under the light. The vice principal reached out and drew his sword, with a length of one meter five meters long. The blade had a graceful curve and a thickness of about one finger.

"The shape is similar to the horse-killing sabre in the Song Dynasty in China. It is named because holding hands and having all the strength can cut off the horse's head. Each sword here has a completely different shape, and each handle has a different dragon-text inscription. It can be translated as arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, glutton and lust, which correspond to the so-called seven deadly sins in Christianity. We guess these patterns correspond to the personality weaknesses of the other seven monarchs of the four kings. Norton marked each handle, but fortunately, he killed them with the right dance in the future."

"Seven people...that doesn't he include his own brother?" Lu Mingfei raised his hand and said, "Brothers are killing each other, so he's still so angry if I kill his brother!"

"The dragon clan firmly believes in powerful forces, and their family affection is far inferior to their respect for power. If they think that their brothers are too weak to continue to exist, they will challenge the war without hesitation, destroy and devour each other. For those noble dragon clans on the throne, the fate of a king is to be killed by a new king to inherit power. The conclusion that the history of the dragon clan will never escape war and betrayal is from this." Angers said.

"This thing doesn't look like a weapon that can fight against the giant dragon clan." Caesar stepped forward and glanced at the smallest knife. In terms of human body, it was too small, almost the same as the letter-sharing knife. Killing a Deadpool would probably have to lose the boss. If we judge the weapon they used by the dragon clan's body, this set of swords should be expanded into the so-called forty-meter big sword and it would be considered small.

"It's true that's not what you see, because what you see is not its true form." said the vice-chancellor, "Caesar, put your hand out."

He grabbed the fruit knife on the tray next to him, scratched Caesar's fingers, and raised his bloody fingers, allowing everyone to see clearly that the drop of blood fell into the sword box of the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Hey! Why don't you choose Chu Zihang!" Caesar pulled his finger back a little angrily. Of course, he wouldn't mind the pain and blood. He was just a little dissatisfied with the fact that he was scratched and Chu Zihang was not killed. Considering the bloodline issue, the so-called A+ level Chu Zihang in name was taller than him, and he should have taken this knife.

Chu Zihang looked at the sword that was gradually coming alive with expressionless expression.

"You are handsome, please go first." The vice principal shrugged, "Young handsome guys have to take the most important responsibility. You can't let us two old guys or the beauty over there bleed, right?"

Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly and secretly agreed. She was always afraid that the pain would hurt, so she was unhappy for her senior brother to be stabbed, so she had to complain to Caesar. After all, he always felt that he was very handsome, and that handsome pussy should be the first to stand up.

The vice principal took a step back, and everyone could feel the changes in this set of swords. They came alive, as if seven hearts were awakened at the same time, beating in the cold sword box. Some were like the music of the ancient Qin king's formation breaking, some were like nomadic folk songs on the western grassland, and some were like verses under the banner of the Crusaders.

Logically speaking, when Norton made this set of swords, the sword shapes and stories that appeared in history had not yet been born. He should have completed such outstanding works by just imagination. In this sense, Norton is a master of swordsmanship, and is good at casting and using them at the same time, so he can understand what characteristics and effects each different shape of sword will have.

The surface of the blade showed a dark red vine-like pattern, from the handle to the tip, and it was complicated and seemed like bloodlines. If you use this weapon to kill a dragon, the dragon's blood would probably become a sacrifice for the blade.

"Do you want to pull it out? Once this set of swords is awakened, only the mixed-blooded species can be pulled out. The stronger the bloodline, the further the limit, the more it is." The vice principal looked at Caesar, "Or should the most handsome one come first?"

Caesar silently accepted this challenge. In fact, even if the vice principal didn't ask this, he would be the first to stand up and try it out. Confident people are always so confident. He wants to be the first person to make a good start for the latter.

He held the smallest lust, the thing that was not much bigger than the letter-demolition knife. It seemed easy on the surface, but only after he really grasped it, he realized the strangeness of this thing. He felt that the blood in his body was rushing towards his fingertips. The powerful alchemy sword tested him in a special way. People who were not qualified could not even pull them out of the box, just like only the king of England could wield the sword in stone.

However, Caesar still pulled it very easily. After adapting to the summoning of that kind of power, he would keep up with the rhythm of this sword, and then he continued to challenge it. The second one was Taotie, and the power of the pull was ten times more than lust. He spent a lot of effort. The third one was greed. This time he encountered great resistance, and even used the horse stance in ancient Eastern art, holding his feet and stepping on the table with both hands, and using almost violent methods to get this thing out, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

The fourth game of laziness obviously no longer needs to be tried. Caesar has exhausted his strength in the face of the test of greed.

(End of this chapter)
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