Although he didn't want to admit it, he still had to say that he, a man who had always believed himself to be extremely smart since awakening to his bloodline, actually got lost in Kassel College.
"Miscalculation." Lin Qingyan frowned, "I walked in a hurry and forgot to ask Manstein and Guderian for a map... This school is so big, how can I find the church? Damn it.
Yes, this is my first time abroad, where have I seen what a damn church looks like?!"
Who would have thought that the young master of the Lin family in China would not know what a church looks like?
He walked into a grand and exquisite-looking hall, "This looks quite like a church..."
Stepping through the central passage, Lin Qingyan looked at the huge statue of Odin. At this time, his field of vision gradually broadened. He crossed row after row of oak benches and walked to the front.
Lin Qingyan's heart suddenly jumped: Fifty-seven bodies fell everywhere in front of the black velvet curtain under the Odin statue.
Not far away, two people were facing each other a few meters apart.
There is a woman on the left, and no one will deny that she is a one-in-a-million beauty. The tight-fitting combat uniform refines the curves of her whole body. If she were a model in a drawing class, both the teacher and the students would have to focus on both nostrils.
Insert a scroll of paper in it and draw. The long black hair is tied into a ponytail on the back of the head, revealing the fair and slender back of the neck like a kendo girl; a bright face that always carries an expression of "Oh, why is it so troublesome", lightly swept
The corners of her eyeshadowed eyes are slender, like crimson blades.
Lin Qingyan's heart skipped a beat again, and he looked to the right. He saw a boy in formal attire, with hair as bright as gold. He held a black hunting knife in his hand, and next to him were two huge, silver "Desert Eagles."
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Lin Qingyan actually considers himself to be very handsome. After all, there were many girls who took the initiative to pursue him while he was studying. He often accepted the other party's love and then politely rejected it - after all, he felt that his destined daughter was still waiting for him ahead.
What appeared around him was just a test given to him by God.
But the boy with blond hair in front of me is really too handsome, right?
And what's with that faint smile on his face that's the best in the world?
The woman was combing her long sideburns as if no one else was watching. Her long sideburns were specially cultivated. They were two feet long and as black as paint. They looked like ancient Japanese women in Ukiyo-e paintings. The movement of the two long sideburns and her high ponytail
The combination of girly outfits is very eye-catching.
"You are such a polite man, it would be a pity to kill you."
"Our tutor always makes men patient while waiting for ladies to dress up."
The two started a strange conversation.
Lin Qingyan watched it with great interest.
"Wait a minute, could this be Chu Zihang?" He thought, "Is the president of the Lion Heart Society so majestic?"
At this time, the person below actually seemed to hear the whisper in his heart and began to introduce himself.
"Kassel Academy, Caesar Gattuso. According to your Japanese saying, see above."
"what grade are you?"
"Third grade."
"Oh, Mai Shutoku, Department of Music, University of Tokyo, received the Mayor's Scholarship. It has been two years since graduation. I am in the third grade. You already have the words "I think I am cool" written on your face. But in front of me, you
You are still just a junior fellow apprentice. If you give in now, call me senior sister and you will be treated as if I let you off the hook."
Lin Qingyan suddenly realized: "It turns out it's not Chu Zihang, so should I leave? After all, my mission is to support Chu Zihang..."
The next second, he saw that the man named Caesar was angry, and frightening anger flashed in his ice-blue eyes.
Then there was a sudden five-second countdown.
Lin Qingyan originally planned to leave, but a female voice echoed in the Hall of Heroes, and the crystal chandelier began to light up and darken, repeating at a stable frequency of once a second.
5,4,3,2,1...the lights are black!
Lin Qingyan was stunned: "Is this about to start a fight? Do you want to see it again?"
The next moment, Lin Qingyan felt two realms blooming in the darkness. The man and woman issued some kind of orders at the same time, and the air in the Hall of Heroes began to become anxious.
Both people are different.
Lin Qingyan simply sat on the oak bench and "watched" with gusto: "Yan Ling?"
In the darkness, Mai Shutoku pulled out a knife. Caesar threw two Desert Eagles into the air, lifted up his clothes, pulled out the "Dictado" hidden behind his waist, and drew a vertical and horizontal stroke at the ultimate speed.
Cross. Three knives clashed in the darkness. In the flying sparks, Lin Qingyan saw the figures of the two people and their faces flashing past.
The two retreated as soon as they touched each other, and once again distanced themselves.
Lin Qingyan felt that that woman was really a born assassin. Her method of concealing aura was better than that of a wolf who had been trained for ten years. Or could it be said that her speech spirit was of this type?
The battle lasted for a long time. Lin Qingyan listened to the first two sword fights. Before the last sword blow, the sound of a bamboo flute being blown resounded through the Hall of Valor. The sound of the butterfly hairpin made by the wind was like a sad Japanese flute, and
Now, the sound of the flute gradually fades away, leaving only the faint final sound.
The final sound comes from every angle in all directions, 360 degrees, and there is a Mai standing in every degree of space. In a world with light, this is simply impossible. No word spirit can produce an effect similar to the "Clone Technique"
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Lin Qingyan was not idle either. As a "bystander" or "observer", he truly achieved the effect of "the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear".
"Listen to her heartbeat," Lin Qingyan whispered, "The man named Caesar, you should also want this, right?"
Sure enough, Dictado faced one of the 360 linens, and the blades cut each other, making a harsh sound. All other illusions collapsed at this moment.
Tie?
wrong.
In the darkness, Lin Qingyan suddenly said: "Caesar, if I were her, I would draw my gun now. You can't hide."
With the addition of the third person, it seemed that the intelligent Norma did not intend to continue this duel in the darkness, and the light suddenly returned to the Hall of Valor.
Caesar's forehead was held up by Mai Shutoku's Glock, and the two fought against each other with knives. However, Mai, who still held the gun, undoubtedly won the duel - provided that the chivalry of the duel was abandoned.
"Who are you?" Mai and Caesar both turned to this side.
The next second, Mai Shutoku was shocked to find that the boy sitting on a certain row of oak benches had just escaped the range of her attack.
Caesar was also surprised because even though he had pushed Kamitachi to the extreme in previous battles, he had not heard the boy's heartbeat.
Is the distance not enough?
"If you pass the interview..." Lin Qingyan stood up and raised his hands to show that he was not holding a weapon, "The freshman of Kassel College, Lin Qingyan... enter."
He imitated the way the two introduced themselves just now.
Caesar laughed.
Mai Shutoku frowned.
Now, isn't it 2vs1?
Beside Caesar and Mai Shutoku, eight silver butterfly hairpins were hung on thin threads like spider silk. Mai used these hairpins to create the illusion that there were clones in all directions.
Mai picked off all the "butterflies" and put them away.
But she still didn't let go of the Glock that was pressed against Caesar's forehead: "At this distance, I can kill one first."
Then she looked at Lin Qingyan, "And you, little brother, you don't look like you can fight very well."
Unexpectedly, Lin Qingyan tilted his head innocently, took out a box of chocolate bars from his arms, took one out and put it in his mouth, then said with a smile: "If I were you..."
"Now we won't decide whether we will live or die."
He pointed behind the two of them, "Something is coming out there."
Caesar suddenly turned his head and looked at the metal door leading from the basement to the Hall of Valor, which was the entrance to the elevator.
A more dazzling light gradually bloomed behind the door, and the steel continued to melt, turning into red-hot molten steel, which hit the ground drop by drop.
The blazing wind blew towards their faces, and the bright light shone through their eyelids, causing severe pain in their eyes. Their noses were filled with a strong burning smell. The two of them fell down in unison, because at that moment something was pressing down on their hearts.
Stop jumping.
The feeling of oppression was fleeting, but for just a short moment, they felt like they were in a burning hell.
"Who?!" they both shouted at the same time.
They rushed to the side and didn't even have time to see what came out from behind the metal door.
Rows of oak benches were broken into two parts in the middle. The fractures were uneven and glowing dark red. The hard old oak wood was burning slowly. I don’t know what ignited it. These oak wood have been burned for too many years.
It's almost as hard as pig iron.
This question was of course asked to Lin Qingyan, the only one who was awake.
But Lin Qingyan frowned. If a wolf who was familiar with him was around, he would definitely be able to tell that this was Lin Qingyan's expression when he was so shocked that he doubted his own eyes.
"That... doesn't seem to be a human being," he said.