He is Lu Bu, the first military general of the Three Kingdoms, Lu Bu, who naturally became more powerful after being transformed into a hero. He just stood there, carrying the huge Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and the murderous aura like a substance was overwhelmingly overwhelmed. Fang Shou breathed a rough breath, he covered his chest and stared at Lu Bu deadly.

"Lu Fengxian!" The double-strand sword in Liu Bei's hand turned into two white dragons, resisting the boundless pressure from Lu Bu.

"Xiao Xiao!" The Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand swiped lightly, completely different from the previous fighting and slapstick of the students, and a blood-red energy swept over like this. This time, Fang Shou clearly felt the terrifying aura on that energy. If you get rubbed a little bit, you'll die, right?

"Whew!" the white dragon let out a dragon groan, Liu Bei took a deep breath and shouted: "Armament." Wrath of the Tyrant!"

"Bang!" The two white dragons turned into white light and collided with Lu Bu's strength, a huge explosion sounded, Fang Shou protected his head tightly, he didn't want to be killed by the aftermath of the explosion.

"Big ears, you're too boring. Lu Bu shook his neck, the casual blow just now allowed Liu Bei to liberate his weapons, it was too easy, but also, Liu Bei was not a heroic spirit who was good at fighting. It is also very normal to be suppressed by Lu Bu like this.

"Lu Fengxian, look at what this is!" Although he had turned into a heroic spirit, Liu Bei's face was still a little pale, he took out a bright golden card and stared at Lu Bu deadly.

"Commander Card, do you want to break the rules of the game?" Lu Bu was a little annoyed.

"That's right, it's a general's card. The military commander card that hasn't had time to arrive yet. Liu Bei smiled, he beckoned and said, "Do you really think that if the five tigers are not there, I will come to trouble you alone?" Now, step aside!"

"Stand down?" Lu Bu raised his head proudly and said disdainfully: "Just because of your words, you are naïve!"

Liu Bei didn't answer, he silently offered out the military general card. A silver spear gradually coalesced.

"Zhao Zilong?" Lu Bu's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, then looked at Liu Bei with a determined face, snorted coldly, and disappeared.

"Huh~~" Liu Bei exhaled, his face was a little ugly, after all, unlike Lu Bu, who was bent on pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, his liliang as a heroic spirit was not reflected in the battle. The confrontation just now was indeed painstaking and laborious.

"Little brother Fang Shou. It's very dangerous. Liu Bei smiled bitterly: "For us from the era of war, human life ...... It's really worthless. No, it should be said that for some people, breaking the rules is something that is taken for granted, right?"

“......”

"Hey~" Liu Bei sighed deeply: "The heroic spirits of the Three Kingdoms are roughly divided into three camps: orderly, neutral, and chaotic [Note 1]. This is different from the division of the Shili camp. You have to remember that every time you encounter the Heroic Spirits of the Chaos Camp, you have to be vigilant, they ...... Very dangerous. ”

“......”

"The military advisor asked me to bring you a word. Liu Bei floated down and looked at Fang Shou with a serious face, "If you quit the game now...... It's still too late!"

"I'll just ask. Fang Shou raised his head and looked directly into Liu Bei's eyes: "If you let it go, how far will they go?"

Liu Bei pointed to the tragic situation around him, and said solemnly: "Although Lu Fengxian didn't say it, he has fully compressed his liliang, if it weren't for this, it would be a matter of minutes for him to destroy this city with liliang fully opened." Of course, this is when those mysterious liliang are not obstructed. ”

"Unlucky. It's all now, who will trust those relevant departments? It's better to ask for others than for yourself. It's really helpless. Fang Shou spread his hands, looking like he was giving up on me.

"Very dangerous. Although I helped you this time, but next time ......" The voice became lower and lower, and Liu Bei's figure gradually disappeared into the void.

"Well~" Fang Shou slowly walked towards the student who fell to the ground, and stretched out his right hand to him, "I am also a person with my own persistence." ”

The student coughed a few times in embarrassment, and he slapped Fang Shou's outstretched hand away and stood up against the corner.

"What's your name?" Although his kindness was rejected, Fang Shou still asked patiently. But this embarrassed appearance seems to have been seen somewhere. Fang Shou touched his chin, this place is really infiltrating, let's call the police first. Fang Shou thought about it as he took out his mobile phone.

"Call the police?" a playful smile crossed the corner of the student's mouth, "Do you know how many people died here? Do you think those soft-footed shrimp can catch me?"

Fang Shou shrugged his shoulders and said something on the phone.

There was a mysterious silence on the other end of the phone with "......."

"It's useless. The student threw down the blood-stained school uniform and looked at Fang Shou with a playful expression: "You know? But after all this time, they didn't come, do you know what that means?"

Fang Shou put down his phone, and he finally recognized the person in front of him, he was the student who had been bullied by the bald head, and the poor man who was drenched in the toilet. Unexpectedly, he did such a cruel thing after getting the huge liliang who was originally weak.

"You're going to think I'm cruel, don't you?" the student looked like he had seen everything, clutching his chest, slowly walking over to the dead bald head, and kicking him hard.

"The deceased is gone, don't go too far!" Fang Shou frowned tightly, this student challenged his patience again and again, although he had promised Liu Bei that they would not touch the person in front of him for the time being, but his patience was really very bad.

"My name is Zhang Peiming. The student said lightly: "In the test of the year when I was nine years old, I was directly judged to be a Muggle, that is, a weak person who cannot summon the 'natal spirit' for the rest of his life! Actually, it's nothing, this shijie can't be a Muggle in a million, isn't it? As long as we get together and lick each other's wounds, wouldn't it be good? Damn! Weak! Too weak! I'm not reconciled, I'm not willing to be an outlier, so I came, I studied hard, and finally went to this high school." I just want to prove that even without the 'Natal Spirit', I can prove my existence by my own efforts!"

Fang Shou didn't speak, facing Zhang Peiming, who looked like crazy, his mood was a little bitter, yes, this is a shijie who relies on the "spirit of birth" to divide the ranks, yes, but it is still very difficult for him to accept it when he really hears this passage from the mouth of a person at the bottom. In the original shijie, as a student, there is a sad fate: to judge heroes by grades, and to judge success or failure by exams. This is the system that Fang Shou hates the most, and it is also the system that he despises, although this may be the fairest system, but Fang Shou still hates this system. Even if you go to the parallel, Shijie can't escape this fate? It's just a matter of replacing the results with the "spirit of life". For Zhang Peiming's next words, he had already guessed almost enough.

"However, after I arrived in Nantian, I was branded as a 'waste'! Every time I took a magic class, those so-called teachers would ask me to leave for various reasons, why? Why did they look at me with that kind of eyes? I was unwilling!" Clenching his fists tightly, Zhang Peiming lifted the Fang Tian painting halberd left by Lu Bu with a little difficulty, "Do you know this bald head? Do you know what kind of role he is in the school? Do you know how humiliated I was at his hands? Skull and Bones Society, damn Skull and Bones Society!"

"So. Zhang Peiming looked at the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand with some obsession: "When I got this liliang, do you know how happy I am? I want to get back the humiliation he inflicted on me a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

Fang Shou looked at Zhang Peiming, his originally somewhat honest face had been stained red with blood, and now he, like a Shura returning from hell, was full of hatred for this shijie. The sudden appearance of a powerful Heroic Spirit has brought such a strong negative impact......

"Then you don't have to do this, right?" Thinking of the bloody scenes downstairs, Fang Shou still felt a burst of disgust.

"Hmph!" Fang Tian's halberd emitted ominous red light, and Fang Shou seemed to see the unjust souls who died tragically in the halberd crying helplessly, "They, they are innocent!"

“......”

"Didn't I tell you? The weak get together and lick each other's wounds. Zhang Peiming laughed miserably: "I used to be a weak person, but I also have an existence that can be a friend." We can encourage each other as Muggles, and we don't look down on each other as Muggles...... That girl, that ordinary girl, what the hell did she do wrong with just a Muggle, these brutes!"

Zhang Peiming's eyes were red, and the red light on Fang Tian's halberd slowly wrapped around him, forming a looming red armor.

"A year ago, she disappeared. I thought she had moved, and although it was a little sad, I ...... Until one day, her parents found me and told me about her disappearance. What was that like? I was crazy looking, irritable, irritable, irritable...... Ahh

Zhang Peiming raised his head and roared, the red light directly penetrated the ceiling, and a picture of the general's conquest appeared in the originally dark night sky.

"Rampage?" The red light was too dazzling, Fang Shou could only squat down and quietly wait for him to finish.

"These brutes! I just now, I know that just now I know that it is them, this group of summoners who think they are noble! A bunch of bastards! I can't forgive! I can't forgive! I want to kill them, do you know what kind of torture she has received? She's just a Muggle! A Muggle who is worse than a weak chicken! Summoners, where are you noble? This shijie ......"

Zhang Peiming shouted frantically, the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand kept dancing wildly, and the red energy continued to shoot out, Fang Shou felt that the building was already crumbling. But looking at the crazy Zhang Peiming, huh, why did an uncle wearing a city control uniform appear behind him? Fang Shou opened his mouth to shout, but found that the uncle slowly took a sip of wine, and then slapped Zhang Peiming's head.

"It's so late, it's time for the imp to go back to sleep. Hiccup~"

Note 1: If I really want to say that this setting is from Dungeons & Dragons, but I'm familiar with the setting of the moon.

PS。 Thanks to 123 壊 for 200 tips and reminders. Xiexie ever-repellent support.

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