"No wonder there's no real thing, this is Norma's modeling technology?" Guderian rubbed his hands together like a child seeing a new toy.

"Don't rush your research and forget about your students?" Manstein pointed to the map, where the three blue dots were tangled together, unable to distinguish each other, "Next words." ”

He tentatively pressed two keys on his phone, "Should it be stereoscopic imaging?" ”

The picture suddenly shook violently, and all details disappeared, except for three blue dots stretched over Manstein's body into three standing human bodies, with all the torso and limbs, and even the weapons could be seen.

It's just that the faces of these three people are all blue, standing in place in a triangular shape, making it impossible to tell who is who, and can only be distinguished by weapons.

"The one with the hunting knife should be Caesar, and the one with the Japanese long knife should be Chu Zihang." Manstein touched his chin and suddenly became happy, "Guderian, you are a creative student, you actually hold two daggers?" ”

"That's it!" Guderian didn't know what he was proud of, "Ming Fei is full of inspiration!" ”

"But you seem to be a little bad as a student who seems to be full of inspiration." Manstein smiled evilly, "Looking at the posture of Chu Zihang and Caesar, it is estimated that they really regard him as an opponent." But I don't know if it will be Chu Zihang or Caesar who will make the next move? ”

"Can't the two of them join forces?" Guderian asked rhetorically.

"How is it possible to join forces with their pride? Even if your student is S-level but has just entered the school, how can you possibly do this? Manstein scoffed at this possibility, "I don't believe it... ”

His words seemed to have been cut off with a knife. In his incredible gaze, Chu Zihang and Caesar swooped forward at the same time, and the long knife in their hands was unstoppable.

Manstein couldn't help frowning, and secretly cursed nonsense in his heart, just looking at the posture of these two people forward, he could feel that kind of cold murderous aura rushing towards his face, these two guys seemed to have a real fire, and the murderous aura roared like a torrent between the actions.

If the previous day of freedom was just a game for them, now it's the real fight!

But in the face of a freshman, why put on such a posture? Is it a head-scratcher? Inspired by the bloodthirsty nature of the dragons? Their bloodlines are starting to run wild?

Manstein looked at the dumbfounded figure on the other side of the screen, and couldn't help but glance at Guderian with sympathetic eyes.

As soon as I entered the school, I could be treated seriously by those two guys, and it seemed that this freshman was undoubtedly S-class.

But even if it's an S-class, if you face such a warm treatment when you first arrive, it must have left a shadow in your heart, right?

But just as he was thinking this, the figure suddenly moved.

In the face of the almost unreasonable killing of the two of them, Lu Mingfei just shook his wrist, and the dagger in his hand turned into a phantom and clicked on Chu Zihang and Caesar's weapons, his posture was full of carelessness, but the torrent was cut off.

Just like the sluice gate suddenly closed, Chu Zihang and Caesar's figures jumped forward and stood still instantly, like a snake that had been hit by someone seven inches.

The two of them seemed to have anticipated this failure, and the blades in their hands were retracted and slashed out at the same time.

Manstein couldn't hear the whistling of the air being split in half by the long knife, but he could feel the determination of the two men in the unhesitating movement.

If you can't be slashed with one knife, then the second one! The third knife! Tenth Knife! There's always a knife that can slash you!

This is a chopping wood-like slash, with no beauty or skill to speak of, and the brute force is full of murderous intent.

But he is so resolute and unhesitating, as if he wants to split everything in the world in half like firewood.

But the slash missed.

Just as the two blades fell, Lu Mingfei suddenly turned sideways and dodged from between the two silver lights.

And before Chu Zihang and Caesar could pull back, they saw a palm imprinted on their chests.

In the next second, the two of them fell out at the same time, falling to the ground, like birds with broken wings, and there was no sound for a while.

Manstein suddenly got up and turned his head, and walked angrily towards the door of the small building.

Guderian hurriedly grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Why are you going?"

"This duel has gone overboard! No! It's not a duel at all! Manstein's anger was even stronger than just now, it was like a bullfight, "The duel is rational and polite, the wounded will automatically leave the field, and the winner will be worthy of glory." But look what they're doing! They're clearly fighting! ”

Manstein clenched his fists, "The three of them are the best students in this academy, and they must not be injured in such a place!" ”

"Be quiet, Manstein, you're so excited, wouldn't I want to stop it? There's my student in there! Guderian whispered.

"Then why don't you go!" Manstein turned to look at Guderian and asked viciously.

"I want to go too, but you can look at your phone first." Guderian said.

"A cell phone? What's so nice about a phone? Manstein lowered his head, only to see an unexpected message from the headmaster.

"Don't worry, just wait quietly for this duel to end." This message flashed on the screen of the phone.

"It's over!? What is the principal thinking!? Manstein was incredulous, "Is he going to sit back and watch the three of them fight to the death?" ”

"Don't worry, it's not yet. Ming Fei's victory was conditional on guaranteeing that he would not be harmed for five minutes under the siege of Chu Zihang and Caesar, and now that three minutes had passed in this battle," Guderian looked at the watch in his hand, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, "It was over soon. "Chu Zihang, can you still fight?"

Caesar's breath was a little heavy, his blonde hair was scattered, his chest heaved and he gasped for air.

The emperor's arrogance had disappeared from his face, and he only felt a faint pain in his chest, and the lungs that could support him to run ten kilometers were a little overwhelmed at the moment.

He used to think that his body was as reliable as his Harley-Davidson, but now his limbs were shaking, his brain ached, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

The whole person is as old as the classic car from the beginning of the last century in his warehouse.

"Yes." Chu Zihang stood up with Cun Yu in his arms, his expression was indifferent, and his sweat was like rain.

He was no better than Caesar, and the two elders who used to be high in the school were now two refugees from Tokyo after being attacked by monsters.

And the monster was standing in front of them, neatly dressed and leisurely, and even its hair was not messy at all, as if it had fixed the style of painting.

"Two senior brothers, you are stronger, how can a man say no? But if you really can't do it, I have medicine here, do you need it? ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyebrows, like a charlatan who sells dog skin plasters, with a smiling smile on the corner of his mouth, and almost all over his body were flawed.