Chu Zihang and Caesar stood face to face on both sides of the fountain.
The statue on the central fountain in the Kassel Academy Square matches the theme of the Dragon Slaying Academy very well. It is a handsome young man wearing armor. He is stepping on a dark dragon at his feet and holding a silver glittering weapon tightly in his hand. The sword, the edge of the sword pierced the dragon's body and penetrated the dragon's heart.
The dragon's body was covered in scars, and many of its scales had been cut off. Water gushes out from the "wounds" on the dragon's body, like a "rain of blood" all over the sky.
This is the work "Dragon Slaying Hero" by a world-class carving master.
Speaking of dragon slaying, most ordinary people probably have the impression of the heroic deeds of the protagonists in the story.
In Greek mythology, Hercules chopped off the giant's nine heads and tore the dragon's body in half; in the Grimm fairy tale, the little hunter killed the seven-headed dragon and exposed the marshal as a dragon slayer. Beowulf, who was over seventy years old, started a life-and-death struggle with the poisonous dragon, and finally killed the poisonous dragon and died heroically.
Oh, the last one is not a legend, but a real deed. The Beowulf family is a family of dragon slayers passed down from generation to generation. They are also one of the directors of Cassel College. It is said that there is still some kind of cruel cruelty within the family to this day. Bloodline selection process.
After talking like this, it seems that slaying dragons is not a big deal. The efforts of countless hybrids from generation to generation seem to be nothing more than an indispensable qualification in the eyes of the so-called great heroes.
Perhaps when these great heroes met in the Hall of Valor, they would compare their achievements with each other, and then they would be surprised to find that everyone seemed to have killed one or two dragons.
Suddenly the matter is no longer so new.
However, there are so many mythological systems in this world. If we really want to say that the originator of the dragon-slaying hero, perhaps he has to be someone with two sky-high braids, wearing a bellyband, and bare feet, who whipped other people's dragon tendons and got high at the same time. The naughty boy surnamed Li who shouted to eliminate harm for the people.
It should be said, but if this girl hadn't been reincarnated by the spirit bead, and there was a demon saint standing behind her, she would have been beaten to ashes by the old dragon king of the West Sea. How could she be the incarnation of the lotus behind?
Well, let’s go a step further and let’s talk about the statue called “Dragon Slaying Hero” in Kassel.
If Li Nezha is the representative figure of dragon-slaying deeds in the East, then of course he is the one in the West.
Sigurd.
Maybe not many people know this name, but another name would make it familiar: Have you heard of Siegfried?
Ah, not that Uncle Kaslana who shouted "Skyfire out of the sheath".
Siegfried, also known as Siegfried, is the dragon-slaying hero described in "The Nibelung Song" and "The Ring of the Nibelung".
Of course, Siegfried and Sigurd are not the same person. Siegfried’s wife is the Burgundian princess Kriemhilt, and Sigurd’s wife is Val from the God Realm. Kiri, the serious Valkyrie, and Brynhildr; Siegfried is an ordinary person who killed the dragon, and Sigurd, in terms of seniority, is the great-grandson of Odin.
In other words, from the perspective of the division of gods, this guy is a Nordic god.
Just outrageous.
Perhaps the Odin family in Nordic mythology really had a blood feud with things like dragons. Odin stabbed Nidhogg to death with Kungunir, and his great-grandson Sigurd passed it down with Odin. Fafnir was stabbed to death by his divine sword Gram.
It seems that there is no problem in this way, but if you look at it in reality, it is equivalent to Odin just planning a conspiracy, uniting the four dragon kings and humans to kill the Black King, and then within a few years, a hybrid with Odin blood He became a dragon-slaying hero, and also killed a distant cousin of Odin.
Then bring in the two unlucky ones Jörmungandr and Fenrir, well, the whole thing is a bloody family ethics drama at 8:30.
However, even if Sigurd's identity is problematic, hybrids still regard him as their spiritual belief and idol. After all, this is the first dragon slayer discovered in recorded history.
Even Yanhuang had to step aside for a moment.
After all, Yan and Huang have specific time records, before Yao, Shun, Yu, Xia, Shang and Zhou, while Sigurd is a semi-mythological system. No one can say when the dragon slayer was.
Whether it was 30,000 years ago, 300 million years ago, or simply slaughtered dinosaurs, it all depends on how the people in power make it up.
Anyway, the history of the West is short, and no matter how you compile it, you can’t produce evidence, so you can just say that it has been chronologically. This is not the case with the Chinese dynasty. There are historical data from a few years ago.
Because Sigurd is a well-known dragon-slaying hero, the students in Kassel are quite fond of him. Even the fountain statue standing in the college has gradually lost its original name. Everyone prefers him. Call it "Sigurd".
Chu Zihang faced Caesar, and the water mist sprayed blocked his sight. Sigurd's face was resolute and hard, and Fafnir's fangs seemed to have fragments of the warrior's armor and stomach hanging on them. That might be the reason it was there. Just keep it when you fill your stomach.
Chu Zihang's eyes were misty. The golden color on Caesar's body was connected with his hair, and it was connected with the light in the sky. Chu Zihang suddenly felt a little emotional: Some people are born in the sky. Caesar is not a lion, but lingering in the sky. Dragon in the sky.
Can I pierce the dragon's heart with a sword like Sigurd?
Thinking about it, it really makes people feel a little... itchy!
Caesar saw a light breaking through the water, and it came to him in just a moment. Although the speed was very fast, Caesar was not in a hurry. He raised the roller brush in his hand and picked it up. The two-meter-long roller brush was in his hand. It actually waved like a spear.
The stream of light coming at high speed was bounced back along the same path. Caesar took a closer look and saw clearly that the stream of light turned out to be a one-meter-long roller brush. A black figure stepped on the tail of the roller brush and broke through the water curtain. He caught the rolling brush that was flying back, and then hit Caesar with a powerful blow to Huashan.
The rolling brush was so menacing that it really looked like a sword with cold light.
Caesar raised his roller brush to block the blow, then flew up and kicked Chu Zihang in the lower abdomen. Chu Zihang was in mid-air and could not avoid it, so he directly used his hands to press Caesar's roller brush. It "flyed" for the fulcrum.
Although Yan Ling and Qi are gone, the physical fitness is still there, and some small skills achieved with breathing can also be used, such as horizontal slashes, thunderbolt flashes...
Chu Zihang doesn't know either.
He only knows how to make light of one's body according to Beijiao.
Caesar's kick missed, and his movements were not messy at all. He used the movement to set up his bow and horse, and followed Chu Zihang's evasive direction with the rolling brush in his hand. What stood out was an aggressive figure.
Chu Zihang was about to adjust his posture to deal with it, but suddenly he frowned, his hand movements changed, and he "floated" out along with Caesar's strength. He went straight back for nearly ten meters, and then landed lightly on the evil dragon. On Fafnir's back, he was back to back with the dragon-slaying hero Sigurd.
What we are saying is that Chu Zihang and Gu Bei are not messing around in vain. They pretend to be as smooth as an antelope hanging its horns. Even if Gu Bei is here in person, he can't pretend to be such a rounded pussy.
And with Gu Bei, this martial arts training is not in vain. When they start fighting, good guy, even the style of painting is different from others. They are still banging and banging their bodies. You have already started to think about it. Why did he step slightly and then put the concealed weapon, right? What stood out was his chic and elegant appearance. Even the brothers in the audience were dumbfounded, and they all exclaimed "Kung Fu of Putty Dismantling"!
On the other side, Caesar's reaction was exactly the same as Chu Zihang's. Chu Zihang took over and walked away. Caesar didn't stand still in a daze.
Immediately after this, there was a crackling sound, and the ground was dyed a bright red like blood, accompanied by someone shouting: "Sir, you have eaten poop!"
The firecracker-like explosion ended soon after, and red paint was sprayed everywhere on the ground. Chu Zihang and Caesar looked towards the smoke, and saw a 1.9-meter strong man trying to hide the Gatling in his hand. In the back.
Seeing this man, everyone in the audience couldn't bear it anymore. After all, the reputation of a certain paparazzi king in Kassel was negative. Until now, he hadn't been beaten to death simply because he ran fast. Now this person is in the position. Who can bear to attack two of the three top students in the school?
So the audience began to criticize a certain paparazzi king, and some people even started throwing rotten eggs and unbuttoning their belts...
No, wait a minute and kick out the guy who took off his belt!
In the game field, Fingel noticed the two people's gazes. He stopped and revealed a sunny smile: "What about that? I said I was just passing by... Do you believe it?"
Chu Zihang: "Haha."
Caesar: "Haha."
Mr. Menban, who had been standing aside watching the show without any sense of presence, said: "Haha."
Fingel: "...Um, let me think of a reason..."
Caesar is in a good mood and a bad mood right now.
Fortunately, he finally found a rival, someone who could make him feel less lonely. Now he was even a little glad that Chu Zihang had joined the Lion Heart Club. If Chu Zihang had joined the Student Union, he would not be able to enjoy himself so much now. of fighting.
The reason for the difference is very simple, because of someone who disturbed his elegance.
Without giving Fingel a chance to explain, Caesar glanced at Daimon, who was standing aside to watch the battle.
In the previous battle, Damon never made a move, not because of his low combat effectiveness, nor because he defected from the Student Union to the Lionheart Club.
It was purely because Caesar specifically told him in advance not to take action.
Caesar is by no means a pedantic person. He can do it one-on-one, but not if he loses. So his instruction to the gate was: help me when it is obvious that I can't defeat Chu Zihang.
Therefore, Damen has been playing the role of a vase without force... a flower pot... a flower vat.
There is also a deterrent effect in it.
After all, there is no such thing as backhand, and it is a completely different concept from having it and not using it.
But that was what happened just now. Now the gate has received orders from Caesar, and the beast is released.
Caesar has always boasted that the student union is the elite of the elite in the college. This statement is somewhat salty. After all, there is also an established force in the college, the Lionheart Club.
But there is at least 50% of Cassel College’s elites in the student union, which is absolutely correct.
Among half of the elites of Kassel Academy, he joined the armed squad of this group of elites by virtue of his strength and became its captain. It is natural to imagine how strong the gate is.
It can be said that without using weapons and without Gu Bei, Fingel, the only one among the students who has hidden his strength, can crush him in a one-on-one battle.
Moreover, Fingel still uses the word spirit. Without the word spirit, he can only hit 50-50 at best.
It can be said that the hard power of Damen stands at the forefront of the first echelon of students.
So when he was used to deal with a loser who had repeated grade seven years, everyone felt that he was overqualified and underused.
After all, not everyone is Gu Bei with a pair of discerning eyes, and not everyone is Nono, the master profiler, so they cannot discover how terrifying Fingel's hidden energy is.
But it doesn't matter, what Fingel wants is that they don't know.
Keeping a low profile and never exposing one's strength has been Fingel's code of conduct over the years, so when faced with the door rushing towards him like a tank, he chose...
run!
Fingel showed speed and agility that were completely unmatched by his body. He seemed to have transformed into Tarzan, walking through the high and low walls, and then quickly left the central fountain area along the alley.
Damen glanced at Caesar, and after receiving permission, he chased out.
His body began to be covered with large areas of rock armor, and he looked like he had turned into a huge stone giant.
Caesar introduced: "This is his ability, stone armor, very strong defense."
Chu Zihang nodded: "Not bad ability."
The two looked at each other, and in the next moment, they collided hard again.
On the other side, Fingel carried Gatlin back and forth through the alley, twisting and turning, but he soon discovered that he couldn't get rid of the door at all.
Between two points, a straight line is the shortest.
This is an axiom and an irrefutable fact in this world.
No matter how fast Fingel ran, no matter how many alleys he turned and passed through all kinds of rugged roads, he could not block the door or even slow him down.
Because this product is directly hit.
No road ahead?
Hit it.
Is there a bend ahead?
Hit it.
Is there a big hole ahead?
Go inside and knock an exit out of the wall surrounding the pit.
This makes no sense at all.
Fingel knew that if this continued, he would have to find a way to escape from the chase at the gate.
Think about it quickly, think about it quickly, what can you do?
Fingel looked at Gatling in his hand, then at the door covered in stone armor, and gave up on the physical method of persuading him to stop.
How about trying some magic?
Whatever he thought, he did it. As Fingel ran, he pointed a finger at the door behind him, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone is petrified!"
However, it was of no use.
The speed of the door did not slow down at all, but the stone armor on the body seemed to be thicker and harder.
The big brothers in the audience were silent, and they were all dumbfounded, until one person slowly said: "Did he just use all petrification on a stone armor?"
Fingel, who was running at this time, also came back to his senses and shouted out a strong German slang, which probably meant:
"You little brat, you're playing with me!"
