Chapter One Hundred and One: The Final Winner

Chu Zihang felt an inexplicable gaze and withdrew from thinking, and then he saw Lu Mingfei's hand on the hilt of the sword and his eager gaze.

"Looks like we're the only ones left." Lu Mingfei said to him with a smile, and the meaning was obvious.

Chu Zihang, who just wanted to say that he wanted to abstain, opened his mouth and didn't say it, if he couldn't even face this, what would he do to face "that" in the future?

Pulling out the knife, Chu Zihang stood in front of Lu Mingfei. After standing still, he looked at the fallen Caesar to confirm his condition.

"Don't worry, I'm using the back of a knife, so I'll be dizzy for a while." Lu Mingfei pulled out the knife again and shook the back of the knife at him.

Chu Zihang nodded, there was no blood on Caesar's body, and the slashed face and arms were only external injuries. The head is okay, it is estimated that it is a little concussion, and the arm may be a little cracked, and it is estimated that after a period of time, he can only use one hand to drive the Bugatti Veyron, but it is still unknown whether he has a Bugatti Veyron to drive.

Lu Mingfei put on a posture and said: "But you have to be careful with the following moves, if you can't prevent it, it's not as simple as fainting." ”

Holding the knife in both hands, Chu Zihang also put on a straight-eyed posture.

"So, take it." Lu Mingfei's upper body protruded forward, and Kaga Qingguang in his hand also stabbed straight out.

Chu Zihang originally wanted to take the initiative to attack, but the speed of Lu Mingfei's attack was so fast that he didn't even see it clearly, and the knife came to him. He hurriedly swung his sword to defend, and Murayu blocked his chest, just against the tip of Kaga Kiyomitsu's sword.

No, it's not that he blocked it, it's Lu Mingfei who stared at that position from the beginning, whether he swung or defended, he would stab here.

But before Chu Zihang could be happy, the village rain in his hand was bounced out by a force, and his movements were also led backwards. And the feeling that came from the sword body was as if there were two knives stabbed at the same time on the body of Murayu's sword.

Before he could return to his position, the tip of Kaga's sword was already at his throat.

Murayu flew out and stuck straight into the wall in the corner of the hall, making a "buzzing" sound.

But Chu Zihang didn't have time to look back, he only needed to move now, and Kaga Qingguang could pierce his skin. And now, he could only get out of this sword by falling backwards, but he would never allow himself to fall, not allow himself to escape anymore.

Lu Mingfei was disappointed to retract Kaga Kiyomitsu, and the perfect three-stage attack he expected was not released. If this trick can be successfully used, Chu Zihang should fly out with Cun Yu. The last knife was still slow, and it didn't reach Chu Zihang's throat until after Mura Yu flew out.

Putting the knife into the sheath again, he sighed slightly, sure enough, there is no shortcut to this, except for practice, you can only understand.

Chu Zihang also breathed a sigh of relief, and then he recalled the sword that Lu Mingfei stabbed just now. The sword had obviously been stabbed on the surface of Murayu's knife, but it gave me the feeling that he had taken two swords, and then it was against his neck.

Before he could think about it, a cheerful march sounded in the long-silent campus, and footsteps could be faintly heard outside.

Lu Mingfei gently approached the window that he blasted open and looked out, and there was a group of people in white coats and nurses who had appeared out of nowhere, walking around the campus to inject some kind of liquid with syringes to fallen students.

The injected students woke up slowly, looking around in confusion, as if recalling what had happened before they fainted.

Lu Mingfei also had a nurse walk in the hall where they were, and divided into two groups and went to the array of the Lionheart and the Student Council to wake them up.

Susie slowly regained consciousness and stayed for a while as if she hadn't slept enough, and then suddenly remembered that the rocket just now was flying in the direction of Chu Zihang.

She hurriedly got up and ran past the nurse to the middle of the hall, but instead of seeing the person she wanted to see, Lu Mingfei, who had not participated in the game before, stood there and the nurse didn't know what to say, and he also held a katana in his hand that was different from Chu Zihang.

And Caesar, who had been fighting with Chu Zihang back and forth just now, was lying on the ground, and there was a red mark on his head that he didn't know how to get. He was being carried on a stretcher by the nurses, and the student council members who woke up went over to help.

She looked around before she saw Chu Zihang in the corner of the wall on one side. He was staring at the katana stuck in the wall four meters above the ground, as if wondering how to get it off.

Somehow, Susie breathed a sigh of relief. Then she remembered that she had seen the folding ladder when she was in the basement and walked over it.

After explaining Caesar's injuries to the nurses, Lu Mingfei also planned to go back to the library, where there were still a few books he wanted to borrow.

At this moment, Professor Manstein, who had been lying outside the library, walked in. While looking at the destroyed building with a grim face, he scolded and scolded the students around him.

……

A few minutes ago, in the central control room upstairs of the library. Manstein opened his somewhat heavy eyelids and thought for a moment before he remembered that he had just gone out to stop the students from messing around.

As soon as he jumped off the resting couch, he saw several students who had been dodging him since he woke up, trying to reduce his presence, and the other officers on duty next to him were still holding the weapons they had confiscated.

"You, you!" He was speechless with anger, these students he knew, they were the first wave of students he met after leaving the library, and they were also the culprits of his own failure.

Schneider automatically ignored the reprimand coming from the lounge behind him, and stared intently at the place where the conflict was still breaking out on the big screen.

On the screen, it was Lu Mingfei confronting his student Chu Zihang, the culprit of today's chaos, Caesar Gattuso, who was lying on the side.

"It's incredible, he doesn't say anything on his resume that he can do that. And our favorite student Caesar didn't make a move in his hand, and your student is probably about to fall. Professor Mance, who had been called to replace the fainted Manstein, said to him.

The screen of the monitor failed to capture the real reason for Caesar's fall, from their point of view, it was Caesar's strange raising of his hands to defend after Lu Mingfei swung a knife, but it also failed to prevent the actual slash on his head.

Schneider didn't speak, he had already found some clues, Caesar's defense was not useless, he clearly saw different degrees of displacement of his hands before he was hit in the head, as if he had been hit by a knife. The interval between them was very short, almost at the same time, but it was still discovered by Schneider.

Also, what Mance didn't notice was that Schneider's eyes were now unconsciously lit up with golden pupils, which were brighter than when Lu Mingfei first saw him.