The dilapidated Hall of Valor continued to collapse under the blazing white lightning, and was finally reduced to ruins.
Above the ruins, the originally dark night turned into a rough sea, but what was rolling in it was not rolling tides, but thousands of thunder and lightning.
These electric lights roared wildly, and twisted like wild dragons swimming around. They cheered hysterically,
It's like celebrating the birth of a new king.
Beowulf was suspended under thousands of electric lights, his gaze majestic and sharp. His whole body was filled with blazing white thunder and lightning, which formed a layer of armor attached to his body, and even the huge membrane wings behind him were also covered.
If Beowulf were holding a stick in his hand at this time, he would be like Lei Zhenzi in the Eastern novel "The Romance of the Gods".
Rumble!
Beowulf reached out and grabbed a thunderbolt beside him.
The originally violent thunder and lightning looked like a white python that had been pinched seven inches.
It actually began to shrink and condense,
Finally, it turned into a drop of blazing white liquid, really like a drop of sea water. Finally, the drop of water flowed down from between his fingers and made a muffled sound as it passed through the void.
Obviously, this drop of thunder water is an obedient child in his hands, but if it falls outside, it becomes a very terrifying weapon.
Teachers and students in the distance looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel frightened.
Especially the thieves from the equipment department who were hiding behind the crowd and wearing explosion-proof space suits, they felt intimidating when they saw Beowulf's method of condensing thunder into water droplets.
Because this has gone beyond ordinary alchemy methods and reached a very terrifying level.
The vice principal in the crowd also narrowed his eyes into a slit.
Even though it looks like a small drop of water, if you look closely, you can see the densely packed ancient inscriptions flowing on the drop of water. The entire drop of water is in the shape of a teardrop, and it looks like a perfect work of art.
But it is dangerous. Once it is fired as a weapon, even third-generation species will be instantly pierced through the body.
And the violent thunder power contained in it will cause continuous damage.
The next moment everyone's expressions turned frightened.
raindrop,
No, there are more and more thunder liquids condensed from thunder and lightning.
Beowulf is surrounded by blazing white droplets, like stars emitting dazzling light, giving Beowulf an indescribable sense of sanctity.
But Fang Mingming looked as ferocious as a demon.
"You want to judge me? Classmate Lu Mingfei, I admire your courage. I know you are strong, but if you don't show your true self, you are not qualified to deal with me." Beowulf sneered hoarsely.
"Oh, you are very confident." Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows slightly.
"The Beowulf family are the real dragon-slaying hunters. Lu Mingfei, although you defeated Odin and suppressed the Dragon King twins, they did not fight with all their strength. But I am different. I have completed the strengthening of my bloodline.
, my strength can be used 100% or even 200%. It can be said that with my current strength,
Ordinary second-generation seeds have no chance in my hands.
Lu Mingfei, show your true strength,
Let me see which Dragon King you are,
Let me know your name, I don't want to suck your blood without even knowing your name."
Beowulf's words are ferocious.
He walked slowly around Lu Mingfei, and with every step he took, the air around him trembled, as if his feet were on thick and tough concrete ground.
Driven by the crazy bloodthirsty desire in his heart, everything Beowulf saw turned into a dreamlike distortion, but only Lu Mingfei's body exuded a torch-like light, which firmly attracted Beowulf.
gaze.
This light made Beowulf so excited and so hungry.
"I've always heard that the Beowulf clan is a ferocious killer, but I don't think you have any special skills other than talking nonsense." Lu Mingfei picked his ears impatiently.
"You'll see it soon."
Beowulf's eyes calmed down.
As his thoughts burst out, the surrounding drops of blazing white thunder liquid all exploded towards Lu Mingfei.
A black flame as light as gauze suddenly rose in front of Lu Mingfei, which looked more like wisps of black smoke. However, it was this meager defense that offset the powerful impact of the thunder liquid.
There was only a muffled sound of bang bang bang, and the thunder liquid melted one after another, as if swallowed by black smoke.
Beowulf narrowed his eyes slightly, and the lightning wings behind him shook. His body was mixed into the lightning frenzy, and he shot towards Lu Mingfei rapidly.
The claws covered with thunder and lightning clasped hard on the black smoke gauze, and then tore it apart outwards.
With a click, and with a ripping sound like brocade, the tulle was completely torn open, revealing the harmless smiling face of the boy behind the tulle.
Before Beowulf could explode again, the pair of platinum-gold pupils shrank sharply.
A creepy aura suddenly rose from my heart.
Beowulf subconsciously tilted his face.
This action was completely subconscious and without warning. It was Beowulf's more than 100 years of combat experience that prompted him to make an emergency avoidance action.
This creepy aura told him that if he didn't hide, he would most likely die.
Immediately afterwards, the boy clenched his fist and smashed it towards Beowulf in an ordinary manner.
The speed of the fist seemed to be slow, but in fact it was as if time had been added to it. It was so fast that it pulled a twisted line in the void. By the time the fist hit was visible to the naked eye, it was actually already in front of the face.
Although Beowulf had predicted the evasive action in advance, he was still half a beat too slow, and his seemingly ordinary fist directly hit half of his face.
There was a bang and a muffled sound of shattering, and half of Beowulf's face was blown open.
You must know that his entire face is covered by a dragon's exoskeleton, and missiles can't even produce a crack on it, but now he was hit hard by the boy's ordinary punch.
And if Beowulf hadn't shrunk as fast as a tortoise, if this punch had really hit him, his whole head might have been exploded.
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The violent fist force burst out from the side of Beowulf's face, and then penetrated the thunder and lightning wave behind him like a broken bamboo, and blasted towards the end of the darkness, forming a huge spiral channel.
Gudong.
Everyone present couldn't help but swallowed when they saw this scene.
This punch was really so powerful that it felt like it was going all the way.
The teachers and students were shocked, and the image of Lu Mingfei's punch was completely in their minds.
Although Lu Mingfei had previously defeated Odin, who was suspected of being the Dragon King, when they arrived at the scene, they only saw Odin being killed.
This is just like swiping a credit card to buy a house in full. There seems to be no obvious feeling when the POSS machine dings, but if you take out the cash from the card and then pay, the feeling is obviously different.
This process gave everyone a new understanding of Lu Mingfei's personal strength, and the impact of that powerful strength was almost imprinted deep in their hearts.
The school directors were even more frightened and did not dare to speak.
They were as strong as Beowulf, and even with three violent attacks, they were still beaten to such miserable looks by the boy's mediocre blow. If Lu Mingfei had originally targeted them, he might have been able to kill them with just one little finger.
them.
Tsk tsk tsk.
It took a long time for the blasted thunder and lightning to gather together again.
The half of Beowulf's face that was blasted through began to repair quickly, and layers of granulation could be seen spreading rapidly, and it didn't take long for the face to return to its original state.
Lu Mingfei turned his fist and seemed a little regretful.
Beowulf's eyes flashed with madness, and bloodthirsty desire surged in his heart, which was the sequelae of violent bloodshed.
At this moment, his soul was sliding towards the abyss, and that violent and bloodthirsty emotion was always affecting him. In his eyes, Lu Mingfei seemed to have turned into an extremely delicious food. Beowulf licked his lips and thought
I can’t wait to devour Lu Mingfei.
With a bang, Beowulf shook his wings and fought towards Lu Mingfei again.
He already knew Lu Mingfei's terrifying power, so he was very fast, almost breaking his nerves into a straight line. This line would break at any time, but Beowulf didn't care, he just wanted to break on the line.
Lu Mingfei could be captured before.
Boom boom boom!
A horrifying shock wave surged around the two of them, and the world was cut into a black and white frenzy.
The dark ruins collapsed and rolled back layer by layer, exposing the deep rock blocks, and then were impacted again, turning into unfathomable ravines.
"Back, back, back! Back again!"
The teachers and students watching the battle from a distance also distanced themselves again with horrified expressions, for fear of being affected.
This is no longer a battle that they can intervene in. Strictly speaking, evacuating here as soon as possible at this time is a sign of not delaying.
The ensuing battle was extremely violent. From a distance, Beowulf looked like an angry God of Thunder. Every blow was accompanied by violent blazing white lightning. His dragon body expanded more and more during the battle, like a real dragon.
of pure blood dragons.
On the other hand, Lu Mingfei's movements were relatively gentle.
It's just that the output intensity of the two is completely disproportionate.
Beowulf often roars and attacks wildly, and only one of his attacks may hit Lu Mingfei, and as long as Lu Mingfei throws a punch, it will definitely hit him critically.
Beowulf let out a ferocious dragon roar, but it sounded more like a painful roar from being beaten.
His iron face looks ferocious, but in fact he has a kind of twisted collapse.
Yes, he is about to collapse.
In this battle, he took a dozen or twenty punches from Lu Mingfei. Even his highly dragon-transformed body was completely unable to withstand it. At this moment, there was severe pain all over his body and was covered with cracks. He was almost about to be punched by Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei burst into tears.
If this continues, he will be completely broken in two minutes at most, and by then he will have no chance to make a comeback.
It's time to break out!
It's time for the world to see Beowulf's ultimate power!
Rumble!
With Beowulf as the center, the blazing white thunder wave violently compressed and rotated, and immediately turned into a thunder sun with a diameter of ten meters.
The void twisted violently, and spiral-textured folds and ripples burst out from the Thunder Sun, filled with a terrifying sense of tearing.
Teachers and students' scalps were numb.
From this little sun condensed with thunder, they felt crazy energy fluctuations. Once it exploded, its effect would be comparable to that of a small nuclear bomb.
"Damn, this old bastard is crazy! He's crazy! He's going to die, and he's dragging everyone in the college to be buried with him!"
Frost's face looked extremely ugly.
He never expected that Beowulf would go to such an extreme.
Obviously on the way to the academy, they agreed to form an offensive and defensive alliance, advance and retreat together, and must capture the Dragon King twins and Lu Mingfei, the S-class.
But I never intended to use such an extreme method.
Now Beowulf is completely crazy and wants to self-explode this terrible secret skill of speaking spirits.
Frost immediately looked around. He wanted to see if Caesar was here and wanted the sole heir of the family to evacuate immediately.
Although this delay may lead to Frost's complete death here, it seems that he has no choice.
Although he is mean, he has dedicated his life to his family, not to himself.
Angers eyes narrowed slightly.
He knew that this was the sequelae of the violent bloodshed. The bloodthirsty and manic mood was deeply affecting Beowulf and would drag him into the abyss at any time.
But Angers has confidence in Lu Mingfei.
This boy has been calm from beginning to end, and he has been silently guarding this ruined college, so Ange believes that Lu Mingfei will handle all this and not bring Cassel into a crisis of destruction.
Beowulf's eyes were crazy and ferocious. He took a step forward, as if throwing a shot put in his hand. The blazing white thunder sun behind him instantly covered Lu Mingfei with this throw.
The pale white light was like a wave of shadows, completely engulfing the boy.
Beowulf sneered in his heart, this was his most powerful attack, even an ordinary second generation would not be able to survive this attack.
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After all, in the previous battle, he had already felt the opponent's terrifying bloodline strength. Even if his current strength was not at the Dragon King level, he was probably not far away from the Dragon King level.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to kill Lu Mingfei with just this one blow.
Beowulf didn't intend to kill the boy with one blow, because he also planned to drink the dragon's blood from him.
Not only does he have to enjoy it, but everyone in the Beowulf family can also receive this gift.
He wants people in the mixed-race world to know that the Beowulf family represents absolute authority and majesty, which cannot be shaken by anyone or any dragon.
"Hey, old man, now is not the time to be in a daze."
However, just when Beowulf was about to reap the spoils of war, a sneer came from the blazing white light group.
Only then did Beowulf discover that the Sun of Thunder, which should have been completely detonated, did not explode, but instead calmed down strangely.
The blazing white thunder water swayed slightly, and Lu Mingfei's figure slowly walked out.
Looking carefully, the terrifying power of thunder poured into his body, but there was no impact.
He is actually absorbing the power of thunder!
"You, how did you..."
Beowulf murmured dumbly, he was completely desperate.
He really couldn't figure out why Lu Mingfei was not affected by the Thunder Sun. This was obviously his strongest attack!
Why! Why is this happening!
Beowulf couldn't understand all this. This scene had such a great impact on him that not only caused his mentality to collapse, but his body, which was already full of scars, cracked widely again, and it looked like he was about to collapse with it.
"Old thing, it's time to end this. Eriyi is still waiting for me to go back."
Lu Mingfei stepped forward.
He reached out his hand nonchalantly and grabbed Beowulf's neck.
Then he abruptly lifted up this legendary dragon-bloodthirsty man, the so-called Hero King of mankind.