Manic power swirled through his body, and the ink-like dragon script weaved complex lines in his mind.

The super A-level bloodline obtained at the cost of exploding blood sends out a desire for more**.

Chu Zihang pressed down the primordial ** that was fighting with the dragon in front of him in close quarters, and after approaching it, he opened up a little distance and activated his Spirit Jun Flame.

The spirit was like water from the guidance of Long Wen, manifesting a high-temperature flame, devouring oxygen in an attempt to become stronger. Driven by him, the unstable heat of the flames condensed into a ball and slammed forward, burning the grass in the path of progress into charcoal in an instant.

However, the almost invincible high-risk spirit Jun Flame has lost its former powerful destructive power at this moment.

Without chanting at all, several flames of the same size appeared from the monstrous dragon's side, engulfing his attack without a sound, and causing a powerful explosion at its center.

It is the Lord of Bronze and Fire, and the spirit of the King's Wrath is almost no threat to it.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath of the slightly scorched air and continued to chant the dragon text in a low voice. The Spirit of Words and the Flame of the Monarch manifested again, and was neutralized and destroyed again, over and over again.

There seems to be a mime playing out on the lawn, with the occasional reverberation of the narration of the dragon, with fire and explosions in the protagonists.

However, the silence was broken.

The students stationed all over the campus were broadcast to the spot, setting up guns and improvised bunkers, and sending a rain of metal bullets at the dragon king.

Although the equipment department claims to be able to make Gundams and play lightsabers, most of the equipment has explosive properties, and only a few have been proven to be okay after complete testing. So when all kinds of explosive high-energy weapons could not be put into actual combat, they delivered howitzers to the students at most.

"Brother......

A long call, as if coming from the depths of hell. Lu Mingfei, who was huddled in the corner, shuddered, nervously looking around for the source of the sound, but the strange call disappeared again, and only the roar of the dragon remained.

Old Tang felt his heart throb strangely.

The bullets melted into molten steel around Konstantin's body, and the explosion of the howitzer was also restrained by its supreme command, and when every attack hovered in the air, it took the initiative to set off a violent explosion. With it as the center, all the surrounding land turned black

Chu Zihang frowned, he could see that these bullets and shells were all useless, and they would be vaporized or controlled the moment they approached it. But he couldn't go to the front, and he couldn't have more destructive power than he did—you can't tell those students to stop shooting and watch this dragon go on a rampage, right?

A purple corner flashed before his eyes.

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"It's been like this, and you're still drinking tea here?" The night watchman knocked open the door of the principal's office breathlessly, and then saw Ange enjoying Darjeeling black tea, "Do you know that my son has just called me several times!" ”

"Your son?" Ange raised an eyebrow, "Professor Manstein...... It's a rarity. ”

"So I don't want my son to ask me once, but I can't do anything about it as a father." The night watchman angrily picked up the expensive pot of black tea and drank it all. "It's a far cry from brandy."

"You've drunk enough to buy a dozen brandies," Ange sighed, then stood up and peered out the wide window at the place where the battle had taken place. "I haven't seen a dragon in a long time......"

"So shouldn't you immediately put on a posture of revenge and draw your knife to kill that guy?" The night watchman slumped into the couch with an indescribably tired expression, "My words and precepts are of no use to this kind of big thing. It's up to you, old friend. ”

Ange shook his head slightly. "It's the age of young people, and we're a little bit backward."

The night watchman looked at him, and then at Chu Zihang, who was confronting Konstantin on the lawn, and couldn't help but pout: "Don't joke, okay, no matter how good the students are, they are just students." Caesar and Chu Zihang usually coax each other - especially Caesar, there is actually a team full of ** girls in white dresses - but if there is a real fight, I can put down three of them without panting! ”

"They still have potential and vitality, and we only have heat and ashes left."

Ange pulled out the delicately carved folding knife from his cuff and made it dance like a butterfly between his fingers.

"Okay, okay, don't think I don't know that you were actually looking at beautiful women and not reading books at Cambridge...... it! What kind of person is that guy! ”

The night watchman's face was no less shocked than a living ghost, not even when he saw Konstantin appear, and Ange looked at the place he was looking at, and his expression changed suddenly.

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Speech and Spirit, Vientiane Celestial Signs.

The gold flickered in his pupils, and the force field generated by the spirit of speech generated a gravitational force and a repulsive force in the same direction under his control, changing the trajectory of his progress to make it look like a ghost, thus avoiding the two rounds of bombardment by Constantine.

After the battle at the Three Gorges Reservoir, he successfully raised his bloodline from the top of the B rank to the quasi-A level, and the effect of the Spirit of Words and Vientiane Heavenly Signs was greatly enhanced, and he could push objects of about 60 kg with all his strength.

An eggshell-like pale golden arc appeared in front of him, withstanding the blast and flames of the explosion, and using the moment, he once again moved sideways to avoid the attack.

"Good, it's hard to get around, but it's up to you how much I can get the stunt points." ’

Mercer's gaze was fixed on Konstantin, and another flame struck him head-on, and after his dashing aerial flip, he immediately followed up with a one-handed flip to dodge another wave of air.

Joker, as the name suggests, 'he' did be a circus clown for a long time. Whether it is throwing knives, walking tightropes, high-altitude wheels, or dancing, performing difficult acrobatics, 'he' is proficient in everything.

These performances train the Joker's strong flexibility, flexibility and balance, coupled with the fact that 'he' has undergone a period of combat training specifically in combination with his own situation, which has created that 'he' can even fight a few back and forth with Batman, who was born in the Shadow Warrior Alliance, has mastered hundreds of fighting skills, is dressed in high-tech equipment with various functions, and stands at the peak of normal human beings.

These skills are combined with Mercer, who has an inhuman body element, and with the three skills of [Sprinting], [Air Dash], and [Pulse Perception], he has created a master who is extremely good at dodging and maneuvering.

However, he is not here to stall for time.

Mercer tightened the hunting knife in his hand, its dark surface smooth as a mirror, reflecting the light of fire. Suddenly, the moment he took off in the air, he opened the [Air Dash] and used the spirit of words to accelerate, and he rushed towards the center of the fire without hesitation.

(School has started...... It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, I can't lift my energy and don't want to go to school...... ）

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