boom--
There was a dull sound like a blunt instrument hitting metal, followed by sparks flying like lava.
Sun Haoran kicked Constantine mercilessly in the abdomen. The strong impact made him unable to retreat, and he could no longer hold Old Tang's body in his hands. The two bodies that were almost hugging each other were forcibly separated.
Old Tang fell to the ground and struggled, but was still unconscious.
But Constantine's underdeveloped body seemed to be unable to withstand Sun Haoran's strength. He stumbled backwards, and the firelight on his body seemed to be dimmed. But she still tried to stabilize her retreating figure.
call--
The burning wings stretched out again, and Constantine's retreat speed seemed to slow down a lot. His feet with flames continued to rub against the ground as he retreated, leaving two lines of darkness on the road around the mountain. of imprint. The scorching heat caused the ground to become scorched black, and a faint firelight remained in the Shanghai along the path of her flying body.
Sun Haoran slowly retracted the kicked leg, feeling the burning sensation. His shoes and pants were destroyed by the high temperature he had just been exposed to, but he was only slightly burned.
He was testing his own strength.
The results are quite satisfactory.
Let me ask, even if it is the Dragon King in an incomplete human form, who else can resist like he does now without any other power and just relying on his body?
Oh, well, he seems to have used the power of the spirit of speech.
However, with the word spirit and steel brought by C-level blood, if it were anyone else, the strength would be almost negligible. He only appears to have such a strong word spirit because he is physically strong. This thing is actually It only serves as the icing on the cake and cannot be used as a reference at all.
"elder brother……"
Constantine steadied himself unsteadily and stretched out his hand towards the direction where Old Tang was lying.
It seemed that as a Dragon King, even though she was stunted, she was not as vulnerable as imagined. At least Sun Haoran's kick did not seem to have any substantial effect other than knocking her back.
"elder brother?"
Lu Mingfei on the top of the mountain vaguely heard Constantine's call at this moment, "Is she calling...Old Tang?"
"Old Tang? It seems like you know him?" Angers' tone on the side was a little cold, "But this is probably just the name she used to disguise herself when she was a human... I think you should call her Dragon King Norton now, Bronze and Fire Lord Norton."
"What...mean?" Lu Mingfei's tone was trembling. He remembered what Sun Haoran had said to him before turning to fight, 'Your friend is no longer a human being.'
"Here today we will verify two things. First of all, the 'Four Monarchs' mentioned in "The Fragment of the Ice Sea" do exist. They are the first generation of dragons with noble blood, and were bred by the Black King Nidhogg himself. The first generation, and what is before us now is one of the four great monarchs, the King of Bronze and Fire, who controls the power of metal and fire."
Ange explained calmly, "Second, the 'Twins are sitting on the throne'. Including the King of Bronze and Fire in front of us at the moment, there is actually a twin sitting on the throne of every 'Dragon King'." To the twins.”
"Ah, this...is this really an amazing discovery?" Lu Mingfei complained with twitching corners of his mouth, "So you want to tell me that Old Tang is not a human but a dragon?"
"How is it possible!? I've known him for a long time...he doesn't look like him..." Lu Mingfei explained in a panic, looking a little incoherent, "He is my friend, I know him...how could he ...Become the Dragon King?"
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"Do you really know him?" Ange's eyes were extremely cold. "In fact, you only know him through the screen, right? Today... is the first time you have met."
"You...you know?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.
Just now, the old man looked like he was surprised to know that he knew Old Tang. In the blink of an eye, he fell out with him as soon as he said it... It seems that he came prepared?
Sure enough, Ange took out a document from his arms as he spoke, and he seemed to be well prepared.
"His real name is Ronald Tang, a Chinese-American who was adopted. No one knows who his biological parents are. He dropped out of high school and lived in a slum in Brooklyn, New York, collecting some secrets. Work and make money.”
Ange said softly, "If you want to deceive the enemy, it's best to deceive yourself. Obviously, Norton, as the Dragon King, knows this very well, so maybe even 'Old Tang' himself doesn't know that he is a dragon. , at least it was like this before he awakened..."
"This..." Lu Mingfei was a little unbelievable.
"In other words, he did not become the Dragon King, but he was originally the Dragon King, but he even deceived himself. When he was still 'Old Tang', perhaps even he himself was not convinced that he was a human being. Doubtful, but today...he met Constantine, his brother--" As he spoke, Angers lowered his head and looked down at the burning figure. If anyone could look at this old man at this moment, they would see that something seemed to be burning in his eyes.
"So...he's awakened?"
Lu Mingfei also looked down, but what he saw was not Constantine, but Old Tang lying on the ground with a complexion and struggling.
At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated.
A second ago, they were friends who were running away together. It can be said that they were friends of life and death, right? But the next second they turn against each other?
What script is this? So fucked.
"Target found!"
The sound coming from the distance made Lu Mingfei realize that this matter was really going to go wrong.
The roar of the car engine came, and the large army of the college was already catching up.
"etc!"
someone exclaimed.
"There is someone around the target! Is it... the freshman who slayed the dragon in the news?"
"..."
In the command room, Schneider heard the surprised silence of the students.
The picture was quickly transmitted to the computer in front of him by the students on the front line.
I saw the man from the company standing not far from the Dragon King despite the unimaginable heat, looking relaxed and content.
"Everyone...stay where you are."
Finally, Schneider issued such an order.
"Wha...what?"
The students, including Caesar, were stunned.
They originally thought that this was a glorious battle, and that the supreme glory of 'human beings defeated the Dragon King' would soon belong to them, but who knew that they would rush over in high spirits and receive such instructions?
"professor?"
Someone made a confused sound.
Faced with such doubts, Schneider just said in a deep voice: "Take a good look... This is the gap between you and the real dragon slayers. There is no need to be ashamed. In Eastern terms... we should know our shame and then be brave." .”
"..."
Everyone was silent.
Someone wanted to step forward, but was ordered to stop by Caesar and Chu Zihang.
Obviously now is not the time to show off.
They all knew what kind of monster that man was facing at this moment.
It was one of the four great monarchs of the Dragon Clan who could make all metals and flames surrender, control supreme authority, and once rule the world - the King of Bronze and Fire!
Including people like Chu Zihang who have the same type of speech spirit with high resistance to flames, no one among them can get so close to this monarch so easily, let alone go up and fight hand-to-hand.
But this man did it.
Is this the difference?
Is this the real dragon slayer?
Constantine stumbled towards Old Tang lying on the ground.
It wasn't that she was injured, it was just that she was awakened in the wrong way at the wrong time, and her physical condition was extremely unstable. And because the impact just now had indeed been quite affected, she was unable to recover her physical condition in a short period of time. Adjust it.
Sun Haoran rotated two blades, one long and one short, exuding black energy, and stood between Constantine and Old Tang with an expressionless expression.
"Roar--"
Perhaps seeing someone blocking her way, Constantine roared angrily. This voice was no longer as gentle as when he called his brother, but was completely ferocious and ferocious.
Sound waves mixed with flames came towards Sun Haoran, but it had no effect.
So upon seeing this, Constantine spread his wings and rushed over. Under the balance of the wings, his underdeveloped body forcibly burst forward on the ground. Although he still barely maintained a human body shape, it could still be seen from his movements. This is a true dragon.
The roar of the dragon chariot roared towards Sun Haoran with a wave of heat, mercilessly hitting Sun Haoran.
"Well done!"
A faint smile appeared on Sun Haoran's face, and a dull metallic color began to appear on the surface of his skin again.
Yan Ling·Steel.
He wanted to try his current strength, so he restrained his 'divine power' and instead relied solely on physical strength, word spirit, and two knives that were 'enchanted' to be used against the Dragon King to fight.
Constantine continued to push Sun Haoran towards the mountain wall with violence. Although he was in human form, the power of the Dragon King still cannot be judged by human thinking. The powerful force made Sun Haoran's back hit the mountain wall.
The heavy impact caused part of the mountain to collapse, and the falling rocks rolled down and the dust filled the air.
Blood suddenly dyed the dust red, but it was not Sun Haoran's.
Constantine's other arm flew out from the dust, and then his entire body lost balance and continued to retreat. He could only maintain balance by constantly waving his wings.
Roar--
Angry roars resounded.
At this moment, Constantine's arms were cut off, and he could only grit his teeth and stare in the direction filled with smoke and dust.
But what can be seen with the naked eye is that there seems to be something slowly growing under the broken arms wrapped in flames.
Even in human form, the resilience of the first generation species far exceeds that of ordinary dragons.
If necessary, she can even forcibly abandon her human posture to temporarily condense an incomplete dragon body, but the cost of doing so is accelerating the body's collapse.
The dust gradually dispersed.
I saw a ragged figure walking out slowly holding two knives, one long and one short, in one hand.
Sun Haoran tore off his school uniform top that had been burned into rags, and his nearly perfect muscular body appeared sharp and angular under the firelight.
"This guy...is he really C-level?"
The corner of Caesar's mouth twitched, and he asked Chu Zihang, who was leading the Lion Heart Society people, on the channel.
Everyone’s bloodline level is no secret in the academy. Precisely because this man’s bloodline assessment is only C-level, most people think that Fingel’s news about killing the next generation is exaggerated to save face for the company. written.
In their opinion, the real situation should be that 'Professor Mance led the elites on the Monyach and with the help of the company, killed the next generation and retrieved the remains of the Dragon King'.
But the current situation makes their faces feel very painful.
For the first time, Fingel didn't seem to make up news randomly this time, and he even seemed to be more restrained in his writing?
"Yes, just looking at bloodline... he is indeed only C-level." Chu Zihang nodded slightly, "But you also know... there are many masters of Qi training in our country, and he seems to be one of them."
"You mean 'Chinese Kung Fu'?" Caesar raised his brows upon hearing this, "I've heard of this... but is it really that outrageous? Is it because of the so-called 'horizontal training' that he physically resisted the monster? ?”
"Not only that, looking at the color of his skin, it seems that he is also blessed by the spirit of speech." Chu Zihang frowned slightly and analyzed.
"Don't be ridiculous, how effective is the speech spirit of C-level blood?" Caesar questioned, "I think he must have practiced some kind of golden bell, iron cloth shirt or Arhat's golden body, etc. I didn't expect that he could actually practice it. To this extent, I originally thought that 'Chinese Kung Fu' was an exaggeration."
"This..." Chu Zihang didn't know how to answer for a while.
He really didn't understand the way of refining Qi at all.
Is this an exaggeration? Perhaps we can only ask a real Qi refining master? For example, the man in front of me?
"Maybe... we can try asking him for advice?"
Chu Zihang thought for a moment and then suggested.
To achieve his own goals, strength is indispensable. As long as there is a chance, he is willing to try any way to become stronger.
"What if we could learn it too?"
"This is possible, but... I heard that your 'kung fu' is very particular about 'talent'?" Caesar asked, "And it is said that most people start practicing it since childhood. Are we a little late to get started? "
"You seem to know a lot about these things?" Chu Zihang was stunned by Caesar's series of questions. Didn't he realize that this guy had put a lot of effort into the culture in order to become a Chinese son-in-law?
"You know, I've always been knowledgeable." Caesar shrugged slightly, indicating that he knew this was just that.
Hey hey hey... Is now the time to complain so easily?
Schneider was speechless while listening to the conversation between Caesar and Chu Zihang on the channel.
Hopeless. Maybe he should think about the real reason why his students are not as good as the people in the company, not because they are arrogant but because their brains seem to be abnormal?
But on the other hand, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing...at least these brats know how to learn from other people's strengths.
Maybe sometimes these old guys are too pedantic and always want to win or lose in some aspects. In comparison, the little guys are much more transparent.
