Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 136 Bloodshed! ! !

Chu Zihang's eyes lost focus for a moment.

There was red fire in his hands.

It went off in the next instant.

Chu Zihang didn't really lose his mind.

He knew very well what the consequences would be if he used a burning speech spirit like Jun Yan in the closed underground space.

explosion.

If it's really the end of the mountain, that's all.

Pull all the dead waiters to die together.

But at this moment, it is too early to say that the situation is exhausted.

The senior brother didn't think too much when he was photographing Chu Zihang and Han Ye.

If he thinks about it a lot, he will probably hesitate.

The man at home cooked the meal and was waiting for him to go back.

It's really worrying that Xiaobin's child is forgetful.

This is why Ximen Chuuxue is ruthless.

A swordsman, a warrior, once he has care, his weapon will rust.

However, he is not a husband or a father now.

He is, brother.

Here are two of his younger brothers.

Men are just idiots who don't care about anything once their blood gets hot.

After all.

He also just struggled from the ending where all three of them would die to allow Chu Zihang and Han Ye to survive.

It hurts.

Brother thought.

The opening time of the Yanling Bronze Throne has far exceeded the limit.

It is no longer the level of a thousand knives cutting the body.

It was hundreds of thousands of ants crawling and biting the wounds all over his body.

This is the price for meddling with authority with a mortal body.

The brother blinked hard.

The world in his vision was still dark.

His eyeballs were already bloodshot, and they were covered with horrible bloodshot like earthworms.

The light of the golden pupil also became strange.

coming!

he thinks.

The dead waiters rushed over.

These monsters are really fast.

He wields the power of the bronze throne.

gritted teeth.

The man's face was hideous like a ghost crawling out of hell.

The incoming deadpool is more terrifying than the evil spirits.

It is clearly a scene that only exists in nightmares.

But inexplicably possessed some divinity.

It's like the murals on temples, or the ukiyo-e paintings in Japanese shrines.

The eminent monk glared at King Kong and used thunder to suppress the evil spirits.

It should be a similar picture.

But this King Kong will die.

Just when he sang generously.

Shura is here.

The so-called Shura is a guy who lives for war, dies for war, and is crazy about war.

Iron scales pierced the skin.

These mysterious, inhuman organs open and close like breath.

At the next moment, it was suddenly buckled.

Like a rattlesnake biting a field mouse.

The green scale clasped the skin tightly and pierced into the flesh.

"Brother."

The incoming Deadpool was kicked away by the boy.

His blue-scaled hand rested on the man's shoulder.

The man saw Chu Zihang turn his face sideways.

A huge unspeakable sense of unease clenched the man's heart.

He saw Chu Zihang's neck covered with green scales.

And those scales crawled towards the boy's face like living things.

Chu Zihang still had that indifferent face.

Let the scales unique to cold-blooded reptiles pierce the skin and fasten it again.

The boy's golden pupils became brighter and brighter.

It seems to pierce the dark underground.

For a moment, a sad look filled the senior brother's eyes.

He opened his mouth, and the words he spoke were so hoarse.

"You...die, Deadpool..."

Chu Zihang shook his head.

He casually grabbed the head of a Deadpool.

Pinch burst.

"I'm still me, brother."

Seeing the man still had a sad look on his face that "my junior brother is going to become a dead waiter too".

Chu Zihang thought about it.

He said.

"This is the secret technique of the Lionheart Society."

The man was taken aback.

He subconsciously blurted out.

"Nirvana?"

Chu Zihang showed a strange look in his eyes.

"Oh, I forgot, junior brother, you don't play games."

The man scratched his head, and the blood trickled down his elbow.

"Anyway, brother, let's go to rest. Here,"

Chu Zihang passed the man.

He moves his fingers.

Oh no, it's time to call it Claws.

"Give it to me."

The senior brother was taken aback, and stared blankly at Chu Zihang's back.

The sound of the rainstorm became more urgent.

Chu Zihang heard the man's roar.

But this time, he didn't escape.

To your Maybach!

He picked up the village rain left by the man.

The man holding the Muramasa anxiously turned his head and yelled at him.

"Why did the dead child come here!"

"This is where you can come too!"

"Hurry up and go back to me!"

"Drive! I taught you! Drive!"

"The third voiceprint..."

"I know!"

Chu Zihang also yelled at him.

The boundless rain drowned them.

They seem to be running against an ocean.

"listen!"

Chu Zihang yelled at the man.

His voice can shatter even the rain.

"I want!"

"Fight to the death with you!"

The man stared blankly at Chu Zihang and at his son.

It should be just a moment.

But it seems like thousands of years have passed.

He laughed out loud.

It's the kind of super stupid look that makes people laugh.

But it's so strange.

Chu Zihang wanted to shed tears when he saw it.

"Well done, son!"

the man said.

"Then let us!"

One is Cunzheng, and the other is Cunyu.

Father and son roared and rushed towards Odin.

He rushed to the god above the eight-legged heavenly horse.

"Fight to the death together!"

Chu Zihang moved.

That picture is like a professional bowler throwing the ball.

Deadpool are those bowling balls that go down.

The senior brother stared blankly at this scene.

Chu Zihang didn't use his words.

His body is his strongest weapon.

Bone blades grow from the elbows.

Pierced Deadpool's heart.

The boy just bent his knees slightly.

The ejected figure was like a thunderbolt.

He sees his body as a murder weapon like a battering ram or a knight's lance.

The dying cries of monsters echoed in the huge underground space.

The strong Deadpool who had been swimming in the outer circle let out a frightened roar.

They rushed to the boy.

The boy did not back up, dodge, or even accelerate.

The two collided crazily.

This is far beyond the momentum of the collision between Maybach and Bugatti.

Scales and flesh and blood splashed everywhere.

The blood that flowed from the boy's body fell to the ground, making a scorching sound.

His blood has begun to transform into a highly corrosive liquid similar to sulfur.

Violent blood!

Chu Zihang did not lie, what he used was indeed the secret technique of the Lion Heart Society.

However, the secret level of this technique should have been completely buried, and even the president of the Lionheart Society could not learn it.

But he still learned.

Artificially and actively promote the concentration of dragon blood.

at any cost.

Even if it is close to the critical blood line.

This is the domain of only a madman.

The head of the executive department had secretly guessed the secret of his favorite student.

After all, Chu Zihang's never-ending golden pupils suddenly appeared one day after his sophomore year.

Before that, even though Chu Zihang had a high-risk speech ability and an excellent A-level pedigree, he could barely be considered a genius.

A genius cannot be a hero.

Kassel has never been short of talent, and this campus is a paradise for the elite.

What they need are leaders.

Or.

madman.

Until one day in his sophomore year, Chu Zihang was different.

He got a pair of golden pupils that never go out.

At the same time, whether it is physical fitness or speech power.

All the presidents are advancing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is unimaginable and counterintuitive.

You know, the online of the mixed race is actually there.

From birth to death.

Body or speech, all subsequent training is nothing more than the process of mastering this power and becoming proficient.

Perhaps it is possible to exert stronger destructive power by learning the fighting skills of various genres.

But its own quality is there.

No matter how much the B-level hybrids train, even if they beat the A-level in actual combat.

This could only be a victory in combat skill or combat awareness.

But in terms of basic physical fitness, B-level is definitely weaker than A-level.

This is the iron law of mixed race society.

Otherwise, if the quality of this B-level exceeds that of A-level.

So why isn't he A-level?

But Chu Zihang broke this iron law.

After entering Kassel, the boy only took one semester to tap the full potential of this body.

After that, there was a long period of stagnation.

Maddening stagnation.

You double or even triple your previous efforts.

The progress in harvesting has been negligible.

Anyone would go crazy.

What's more, Chu Zihang has his goals.

He must move forward, by whatever means necessary.

When the boy fainted after exercising himself in the training hall for the tenth time, he was sent to the school infirmary.

The principal of Kassel came to visit Chu Zihang once.

Also after that.

Chu Zihang locked himself in the archives of the Lion Heart Club.

The students were surprised to find that the crazy freshman had disappeared.

A long time has passed.

Until half a year later.

One day, Chu Zihang suddenly changed.

He has golden pupils that never go out.

Moreover, the stagnant power actually started to make progress.

Schneider sealed up all of Chu Zihang's physical examination data.

In his guess, his student may have a blood problem.

That is, unstable.

As for what an unstable bloodline represents?
Remember how Deadpool was born?

A hybrid whose dragon blood concentration crosses the critical blood line is Deadpool.

And once the blood of the mixed race showed signs of instability.

That means.

They began to have the risk of becoming a dead waiter.

No matter from which point of view, a hybrid with the risk of becoming a dead waiter is a ticking time bomb.

In addition, they are also, dangerous hybrids.

No one knows when he will detonate.

According to the secret party's iron-blooded style, once a dangerous hybrid is found, it will be executed immediately on the spot.

Of course, this was a secret party a hundred years ago, and today's Kassel is more gentle, at most it will send you to an unknown island in the Pacific Ocean, and die like this.

Perhaps it is out of the teacher's feelings for the students.

Or maybe some other consideration.

Schneider chose to conceal.

But ah.

What he didn't know was.

Chu Zihang is not a dangerous hybrid.

He is the fall of his own choice.

Grab power in the fall.

Violent blood!

Using the mixed-race body as a container, an alchemy reaction was carried out to refine the blood in the body into a higher concentration of dragon blood.

This is something only a madman would do.

Chu Zihang is such a lunatic.

He remembered how the technique was described in the Lionheart Fragments.

Unleash, Lionheart!
"Hey, let me tell you, this is your junior brother,"

Han Ye said.

"Are Saiyans transformed?"

"more or less."

The senior brother stopped the bronze throne, and he had almost turned into a blood man. While watching Chu Zihang slaughter all directions with his teeth bared, he threatened Han Ye viciously.

"Listen well, for this mission, you fainted from fright after seeing Deadpool, you know, you didn't see everything that happened later, I will write the mission report later, and you are responsible for signing it."

"that……"

The senior brother lowered his voice sullenly.

"Look at your hands, don't think I don't know, if you don't want to spend the rest of your life in the island's prison, just do as I say!"

"no no."

Han Ye waved his hands in panic.

"I'm not talking about that."

"that."

He licked his lips.

"Did you forget that we still wear headphones."

The brother's complexion changed.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard from the other side of the earphone.

"Oops, there was a car accident."

Susie said.

"The recording equipment is also broken, unfortunately."

Han Ye and his senior brother looked at each other with subtle smiles on their faces.

"Hey, can you hear me!"

"Uh-huh."

Brother responded.

"Can you still handle it? Something happened on my side, and I may not be able to make it in a while."

"If you have to deal with it..."

The senior brother looked at Chu Zihang standing alone in front of him.

"It should be said that the battle is over."

Susie was also silent for a long time.

Probably digesting such shocking news.

It was a dead end a few minutes ago.

Why is it that the battle is over after such a short time?

"I see."

Susie said.

Senior brother and Han Ye looked at each other.

They tiptoed forward.

That man... no, you can no longer call this creature a boy.

Compared to hybrids or humans.

This guy may be more like a Deadpool on the ground.

"Master... Junior brother!"

The man called him cautiously.

Monster Boy was motionless.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother Chu!"

"Master President!"

"Zihang!"

The boy looked up slowly.

Those golden pupils were cruel, cold and indifferent.

His eyes swept over Han Ye.

It fell on the man.

The brother's throat moved.

But he didn't back down.

"Senior brother."

He smirked.

It's the kind of laugh that makes people angry when they look at it.

"It's me, Junior Brother."

The silence continued.

suddenly.

The boy spoke.

"Salted large intestine."

"what?"

The senior brother blinked his big confused eyes.

He looked at Han Ye as if asking for help.

Han Ye returned an innocent look.

"Perhaps, it's some kind of code."

Han Ye guessed.

"It's like opening the door with sesame seeds."

"So what do I want back?"

The senior brother looked at a loss.

"If the large intestine is stewed, should I go back to roasting the rabbit's head?"

"Be careful."

Han Ye reminded him seriously.

"If you say something wrong, you might be killed."

"Is this... so dangerous?"

The senior brother smiled dryly.

He summoned up his courage and looked at Chu Zihang, ready to give the correct code word.

"I want to eat,"

said Monster Boy.

"Salted large intestine."

With a bang, he fell to the ground.

The senior brother was stunned.

He remembered the scene of walking out of the teahouse with this boy shoulder to shoulder in the morning.

I asked him if there was anything he wanted to eat.

The boy can say anything.

At that time, I said, "It's all fine, but it's really the most difficult request."

And now, the boy said.

Braised large intestine.

He wants to eat, stewed large intestine.

The two rushed to Chu Zihang's side.

The ferocious scales and bone spurs slowly retracted into the boy's body.

Showing his pale and delicate face.

Han Ye subconsciously wanted to help Chu Zihang up.

He stretched his hand halfway, and then retracted it like an electric shock.

The senior brother looked at his claws.

"I remember, your gloves are there, not broken."

"Oh, thank you thank you."

(End of this chapter)