Xia Xian rubbed his hand over the information he had spent some time finding in Angers' office. The surface was dusty but the pages inside were very clean. It didn't matter that no one had opened it for many years.
Under the black windbreaker that best covered his body, Xia Xian carefully read the "results" he found.
"Blood explosion...forbidden technique..." he murmured, "Chu Zihang wants to find this? In a short time, he can activate the dragon bloodline, break through the critical blood limit, and gain strength. Human beings are really magical. By weakening themselves,
Does the will allow dragon genes to present an overwhelming expression to enhance bloodline purity?”
"Then become a deadpool?" Xia Xian smiled disdainfully and closed the information in his hand, "Forget it...Chu Zihang, you'd better not find this information. No wonder it's in the internal information of the Lion Heart Club.
, Angers only took away this part. Human beings want to gain power, but what they sacrifice is their lives. Well, this price can be considered an equal exchange. But your life cannot end like this."
Xia Xian did a lot of things today.
He had clearly seen Chu Zihang's interest in the Lion Heart Club, so after Angers' class, Chu Zihang went to the library as usual, while Xia Xian chose to visit Anders Brown, an approachable man.
, the frank and honest president of the Lionheart Club.
Anders was very happy that Xia Xian, who also had an A-level pedigree, showed such a strong interest in the Lion Heart Club, and even offered to visit the old site of the Lion Heart Club, where the Lion Heart Club had been preserved since the founding of Kassel College.
Historical data.
Although the library also has a copy, most of it is a copy. Although it is almost the same as the complete information in the Lion Heart Club, Xia Xian is not trying to find a certain content once and for all like Chu Zihang.
Anders obviously does not know the real secret of the Lionheart Society. He only regards it as the group with the longest history, insists on carrying its spirit, and uses it as the source of inner strength.
Xia Xian listened carefully to Anders' eloquent historical introduction like a real new student, and promised to join the Lion Heart Club with Chu Zihang. He also said, "I know him very well, there is absolutely no problem."
It was obviously meant to be a boast. Anders was so overjoyed that he lost his most basic ability to distinguish. After all, Xia Xian and Chu Zihang did go in and out of the classroom and campus together all day long.
During the three-hour search, Xia Xian targeted the earliest members of the Lion Heart Club, and he was also the one who is still in the academy:
Hilbert Jean Angers.
What Chu Zihang could discover, Xia Xian could also discover. The most critical part of the Lion Heart Society's information was missing, and there must be a secret hidden there.
...
Xia Xian put back the information related to the blood explosion intact. Angers was very wise. Not only did he bring this information out of the Lion Heart Club, but he also distributed it in various places on the bookshelf in his office.
I can barely see some clues.
"How can you be a thief when you are a beautiful woman?" Someone sighed in a low voice, like the voice behind the scenes on a drama stage.
Xia Xian turned his head and saw the dazzling silver hair, which shone brightly even in the dark.
After watching it quietly for a while, Xia Xian was sure that this was just the reflection of moonlight. How could anyone's hair shine if only a bald head looked like a light bulb?
"A true gentleman should not disturb someone who is studying seriously. In fact, I didn't mean to insult you. After all, you put them all back. How can the things of scholars be called stealing?" Angers leaned against the wall hanging on the first floor.
Next to the oil painting, the same black suit as always was better than Xia Xian's in the darkness, so he didn't know how long this elegant old man had been looking at him here.
Xia Xian was silent for a while and then spoke in fluent Chinese, but he imitated the subtle pronunciation of Professor Abigail from the fighting class, which was not difficult for a Dragon King.
"The information here is comparable to the world's library. I'm just looking for something. Principal Angers won't care, right?"
Ange smiled slightly, but his attention was entirely on the shadow's voice. In a brief second, countless possible people appeared in his mind to match the figure and voice of the person in front of him, but to no avail.
.
"Can you tell me what you are looking for?" Angers took a step forward.
"How did you find me coming in? Can you tell me?" Xia Xian spoke fluent American Chinese, and his voice was slightly changed. By controlling the vibration frequency, the tone sounded like a middle-aged man.
Above the long conference table in the hall of the principal's office, the simple crystal chandelier suddenly lit up, and the bright light drove away the darkness and cold atmosphere. Xia Xian's figure emerged from the darkness, but his clothes were obviously too early.
Even though he was prepared, his true identity was not revealed.
"When you entered the principal's office, I notified Principal Angers." A quiet female voice echoed above the hall, "In short, I discovered you."
Xia Xian was stunned for a moment.
"This is Norma, the super master computer of Kassel College," Angers smiled slightly. "The principal's office is also within her coverage. In other words... you committed the theft under the surveillance camera.
.”
Xia Xian shrugged. This was indeed an unexpected thing. He was in a hurry to finish this matter today and go back to sleep. He ignored the most modern security facilities, or maybe it was his confidence in his own strength that was at play. In short,
It's considered a turnaround.
Ange cast his gaze at the several bookshelves where Xia Xian had appeared just now, but these materials and books were too old, and he himself had lived too long, and he could not tell which materials had been taken out with his eyes.
Passed.
"My friend, don't you want to tell me?" He chuckled, "Then I may have to let you stay and wait. I have to sort out my collection and see what you took away from here... Go
into your head."
"You can't keep me." Xia Xian shook his head.
His words settled, and the moonlight seemed to freeze.
The simple crystal chandelier began to tremble violently after a short period of stasis, and the entire bookshelf in the principal's office began to shake off the fallen leaves accumulated from the patio, and all the dust covered every book in the collection again.
With this, the traces left by Xia Xian just now were also perfectly erased.
Ange's face was expressionless. He didn't know the presence of the enemy or friend in front of him and had actively carried out aggressive behavior. He pulled out a folding knife from the inner pocket of his suit.
This is just an ordinary folding knife, modeled after another: a large folding knife with an ancient shape, an elegant wooden handle inlaid with copper, and a slightly curved blade with twisted patterns. This is an extremely rare handle.
patterned steel swords. In ancient times, these precious meteorite irons were only used to make heroes' swords.
Of course he didn't want to use that knife.
That's the Dragon Slaying Blade.
To dragons, it is a highly poisonous and dangerous weapon, just like a dagger tempered with arsenic is to humans. But the dangerous aura gradually emerging from the opponent's body made his blood begin to boil, and the itching in his palm told him to hold the handle of the knife.
to relieve the thirst for fighting.
The enemy, who was still a dark shadow in Angers eyes, did not even chant obviously. The shock just now was just caused by the opponent's purest "spirit". But even so, Angers gave up the idea of testing at the first time.
. He squatted down like a leopard, accumulating all the strength in his legs in the posture of a young man.
The chanting of dragon characters, which he had heard once before when the spirit of speech awakened, passed across the two-story patio and reached Xia Xian's ears, who was leaning in front of the bookshelf on the second floor.
Word spirit·eternal.
Angers flew. Of course it was not a real flight, but he was really like a soaring eagle at the moment. He stepped on the conference table on the first floor with one foot. The expensive wood shattered, but the wood chips did not burst out, as if
The frozen video was dancing at fifty times the slow-motion speed. The strong muscles under the suit shirt bulged out, and the arm holding the folding knife was gaining momentum in the air.
His body also penetrated the first and second floors, heading straight for Xia Xian.
The most powerful swordsman is nothing more than this.