Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 86 "Xia Mo, are you interested in wearing white silk..."

Xia Mo and Chu Zihang chose to confront each other head-on. In this case, those senior brothers and sisters hiding in the dark would not shoot them from behind.

This is a tribute to both fighters.

No matter what the outcome of the day of freedom is, we are all comrades standing on the same front.

Miao Dao is a long sword held with both hands. It is named Miao Dao because its blade is as slender as a seedling. It is also known as Qianniu Dao.

Xia Mo's Miao Dao is five feet long and has the characteristics of both a sword and a spear. It can be used with one or both hands, which makes it easier to exert the overall strength of the waist and back.

When used against the enemy, it can be used in a series of strikes, with rapid and fierce force, and the body can move forward with the sword. The sword moves with the person, with unstoppable force and great killing power.

Xia Mo walked towards Chu Zihang slowly and drew out her Miao Dao at the same time. The blade was sharp and cold.

This is the special effect of the alchemical weapon, produced by the equipment department. According to the original owner's senior brother, there is a button on the handle. If you hold it down for three seconds, you can pull out the handle and throw it out to use it as a grenade.

This works wonders.

Xia Mo doesn't need to use this kind of sneak attack to deal with Chu Zihang.

She saw that Chu Zihang had already maintained the Niten-Ichiru posture, with his left sword pointing forward and his right sword raised, his aura heavy and ready to go.

Xia Mo held the knife in one hand and circled around Chu Zihang calmly. Chu Zihang stared at the Miao Dao in Xia Mo's hand with high fighting spirit. He felt his nerves and muscles tense, his body and mind united, ready for battle.

However, Xia Mo is a slender girl. She is not ferocious, on the contrary, she is very beautiful. But the oppressive feeling she brings to Chu Zihang is far greater than the Deadpool he met in Rongcheng.

Xia Mo has not systematically learned the Miao Dao sword techniques, but when she was young, she used to hold the slender and straight holy sword and practiced her unique martial arts. Now it is time to let Chu Zihang broaden his horizons.

The night wind blows gently.

Xia Mo moved, swung her sword fiercely, her graceful figure was like a violent storm, and the brothers and sisters who were watching secretly only saw a flash of sword, followed by the sound of weapons clashing.

Chu Zihang blocked Xia Mo's stern sword with his two swords. His knuckles felt sore and the veins on his forearms stood out. He took a step back.

It's too fast.

It was so fast that Chu Zihang could only rely on his instinct to resist passively.

During this period, Chu Zihang had neither combat experience nor physical training. Not to mention his three blood-bursting battles with Jörmungandr without being defeated, he didn't even have the strength to fight back and forth with Caesar like when Lu Mingfei entered school.

And Xia Mo, a third-generation complete species, is so ferocious in the dragon bone state that she can be compared with the Japanese "Emperor". How can Chu Zihang be her opponent?

Xia Mo didn't give Chu Zihang any chance to breathe. With a shake of her wrist, she pulled out the Miao Dao like a ghost and slashed in another direction, towards his neck.

Chu Zihang blocked with his left sword, but the huge force coming from the sword made him stagger to the right.

At this time, Xia Mo raised her leg and kicked Chu Zihang in the lower abdomen, kicking him away.

Then Xia Mo took a big step forward, grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and the five-foot-long Miao Dao was like a punishment from heaven, with nowhere to escape, and slashed towards Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang rolled on the ground without caring about his image, and his alchemical weapon cut fine white marks on the granite of the square.

Xia Mo tilted her head, her golden eyes cold.

Before meeting Chu Zihang, Xia Mo had fought with hundreds of people. She could not kill anyone and was cautious when attacking. Her current physical condition was not as good as it was at its peak at midnight. Most of her strength was consumed and she was exhausted.

But this is still not something that a single hybrid can do.

The elites of Kassel Academy thought they were fighting a super S-level hybrid, and used a round-robin tactic to consume Xia Mo's physical strength. Once tired, her reaction speed would become slow.

After all, the physical strength of mixed-bloods has its limits.

But Xia Mo is a noble pure-blooded dragon. The physical fitness of a dragon is beyond the imagination of hybrids, and their limit threshold is far beyond the reach of hybrids.

Hybrids often rely on alchemical weapons and words to kill dragons. In terms of skill alone, they are invincible against dragons of the same level.

Xia Mo had also suffered abrasions and cuts, but her amazing healing ability left no scars and her skin was as white as snow.

Chu Zihang clearly felt how powerful Xia Mo was. Could it be that the advantage of bloodline could not be changed by hard work?
Xia Mo exudes a heavy majesty all the time, stimulating the bloodline in Chu Zihang's body, which contains Xia Mo's blood.

Suddenly, Chu Zihang felt a string in his heart snap, but it was not that it was broken, but that the cage had cracked, and the lion in his heart had bared its fangs.

Chu Zihang was actually able to look into Xia Mo's red-gold eyes, and he entered a wonderful state.

I could hear the breathing of all things and Xia Mo's slow yet strong heartbeat.

At the same time, Chu Zihang was no longer afraid of Xia Mo's terrifying dominance. He felt that he could resonate with Xia Mo.

This is no longer a fight, but a dance.

Xia Mo is his guide.

Chu Zihang smiled, threw away the small sword, and instead held the sword tightly with both hands. His heart was beating violently like a war drum due to the life-and-death moment. He felt his body getting hot, as if the blood flowing in his body was burning.

Chu Zihang's eyes were fierce. Even if he was no match for Xia Mo, he would not admit defeat.

If there is a mountain in front of you, then climb it.

There is the sea in front of you, so just cross it.

The effect of the Word Spirit. King's Servant is to inspire our troops on the battlefield. Xia Mo will not use this Word Spirit, but Chu Zihang is her [supporter].

Because of Xia Mo's strong sense of oppression and will, the [Supporters] passively gained benefits.

In the game, this is a team buff.

After all, Xia Mo also has the title of Queen, which can naturally boost morale. Xia Mo nodded slightly, acknowledging Chu Zihang's awareness, and she swung the knife again, as if to cut off the moon in the sky.

This time, Chu Zihang captured Xia Mo's attack trajectory, blocked it accurately with his sword, and launched a counterattack.

Observers were surprised.

Chu Zihang was no match for Xia Mo at the beginning, but for some reason he suddenly burst out and was able to fight Xia Mo on equal terms.

Bloodlines don’t change.

So we can only say that Xia Mo has become weaker?

Some people were excited that Xia Mo was no longer that unshakable image.

But some people think that Xia Mo's skills are still sharp and domineering. If they are replaced by Chu Zihang, they probably won't be able to last more than a few rounds.

Xia Mo was quite happy that she rarely met a mixed-blood who could satisfy her. Angé would not take action easily.

She defeated so many hybrids and got injured, but all these injuries were caused by group fights. It was not pleasant to fight, and it was not pleasant to be beaten.

Chu Zihang experienced the thrill of fighting Deadpool for his life. His paralyzed face was filled with a healthy smile, which showed that he had grasped power and authority.

The two men chased and fought along Odin Square, swinging their swords at a speed comparable to that of low-level instant swords. The swords flashed and their edges were exposed, and the sound of metal clashing was like percussion music.

In the end, Xia Mo was more skilled and threw the Miao Dao like a javelin, piercing Chu Zihang's shoulder, and the opponent's strength in holding the sword was immediately reduced.

"Catch the blade with bare hands!" Xia Mo shouted in her heart.

"Snapped-"

One hundred percent success!

Chu Zihang was stunned.

The audience was stunned.

Then, Chu Zihang was hit in the head by Xia Mo's beautiful spinning kick, causing him to suffer a brain concussion. He put away his knife and stepped back a few steps.

Xia Mo bent her slender waist, leaned forward, and punched Chu Zihang in the chin.

"Gas-consuming roots!"

Xia Mo jumped into the air and used the Lushan Flying Dragon Ba move.

Chu Zihang flew up with a bang and landed on the ground.

Fell into a coma.

Xia Mo landed shortly after, pulled out a Glock 17 pistol, and shot Chu Zihang in the chest, blood splattering.

Chu Zihang died heroically.

"Good night." Xia Mo smiled.

Xia Mo turned around and glanced at her senior brothers and sisters in the dark. She asked calmly while reloading the magazine of her Glock 17.

"Let's fight together, or one on one?"

……

It was five o'clock in the morning. In summer, the days were long and the nights were short. Dawn was about to arrive, and the skyline was pale.

Caesar, Barrus and the others were all hungry.

The church door was pushed open.

Caesar and Barus looked at the person who came. She was a breathtakingly beautiful girl, but she looked a little embarrassed.

"214." Xia Mo read out a number, looking a little tired.

"What do you mean?" Barus was puzzled.

Caesar understood the implication of Xia Mo's words.

There is no sound coming from the headset.

Except for him and Barus, the Lionheart Society and the Student Union were completely wiped out.

"This is our second meeting. Let me formally introduce myself to you. I'm Caesar Gattuso, sophomore, and president of the student union. You can call me Caesar."

"Barus Hussein, the president of the Lionheart Club, will graduate this year."

"I know both of you."

Xia Mo said lightly, raising her Glock 17, "The Miao Dao was broken during the fight, but it wasn't hers anyway, so she didn't feel bad about it being broken."

"Before the battle begins, let's make one thing clear. You will join the camp of whoever defeats you in the end, right?" Caesar asked with a smile.

"nature."

"Then I'm looking forward to you joining the student union, Xia Mo. I wonder if you are interested in ballet?" Caesar added, "You must look great in a white silk ballet skirt."

Xia Mo:? ?

(End of this chapter)