A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 192 A Draw, Taking Over the Match

"Are these two people... really only of Grade A bloodline?"

"Junior Brother Lu Mingfei? You give your opinion. Do you think there's a difference between them and you?"

"Huh? Me? Senior brother, you're joking, I can't compare."

The people watching the battle from the surveillance cameras were in an uproar, discussing the bloodlines of the two men. Lu Mingfei was so embarrassed by the questions that he started digging at the ground with his toes.

Even if Lu Mingfei told the truth, no one believed that he was really bad at the game. They all thought that the newly emerged S-class was just a person with a personality who liked to keep a low profile.

Soon, the Kassel students stopped bothering Lu Mingfei, because the screen showed that the competition results had been announced.

"Look! Stop! Stop!"

"Who really won?!"

"I hope Chu Zihang from our college wins."

Lu Mingfei didn't care about being embarrassed; he desperately stood on tiptoe in the crowd, craning his neck to see the result.

He also cared about Senior Brother Chu. During that mission in Philadelphia, Senior Brother Chu took good care of him and taught him a lot of experience in carrying out missions.

Halfway up the mountain, Chu Zihang had unknowingly activated his second Blood Explosion. His strength and speed increased rapidly, and with his dragon blood boiling, his violent impulses almost overwhelmed his reason.

They exchanged a frenzied sword strike with Genjiro, but in the end, the two suddenly separated and stopped at the same time.

Yuan Zhisheng was panting heavily. His once clean face was now covered in sweat, and his lips were covered in fine beads of sweat.

His right hand slowly drooped down, barely managing to grip the Spider Cutter. The cuff of his black trench coat slowly tore apart, and on his right wrist, there was a very obvious sword mark crack, from which blood continued to gush out.

Chu Zihang was in even worse shape. The second blood loss was shut down, and the side effects of weakness hit him. It was as if his entire body had been overdrawn, and he could hardly stand up. There was also a long scar running from his left shoulder to his right lower abdomen.

It was thanks to the second burst of blood that more and harder dragon scales grew on the skin under the clothes; otherwise, the abdomen would very likely have been torn open, exposing the internal organs.

"Chu Zihang!" Fingel, with Caesar on his left arm, quickly approached, supporting Chu Zihang with his right hand. He had Chu Zihang on both sides, yet still had the energy to be wary of Yuan Zhisheng.

Genji lowered his head in disappointment. He had lost.

Strange, indeed very strange...

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the trio opposite him, unable to understand. He was the emperor, and emperors were born to be superior to all hybrids.

He was hailed as the emperor among mixed-race people.

But today, the Emperor actually lost?

It wasn't the sheer number of people that caused the loss, but rather the one-on-one duel.

Chu Zihang's strength was actually enough to fight him to this extent.

Strictly speaking, it can be considered a draw. Both he and Chu Zihang were seriously injured, but Chu Zihang's injuries were more severe than Yuan Zhisheng's. If you look closely, you could say that he had a slight advantage.

Ke Yuanzhisheng calls himself an emperor, while Chu Zihang is not an emperor. In this fight, it's clear that he has lost.

However, this strange feeling did not last long. Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Chu Zihang, who was still barely standing and whose face was as white as toilet paper, and couldn't help but grin. He was a good opponent.

Two men, through the clash of their swords, could understand each other's general character, which strangely prevented Genji from feeling too disappointed.

He reached into his pocket with his intact left hand and tossed the dimmed barrier badge aside: "Mine is broken."

This was the last time they clashed, and both were badly injured. Neither of them dodged; they each took the blow head-on with their bodies.

A fragile barrier will naturally crumble at the slightest touch.

Chu Zihang opened his mouth, and a stream of scarlet, rusty-sweet blood flowed out. He then gestured to Fingel with his eyes.

"I understand, I understand, don't say anything." Fingel rummaged through Chu Zihang's pockets with his right hand and pulled out a dim barrier badge: "Okay, I saw it all, you're both going down together." "That means you're both eliminated at the same time, it's a tie."

Once Fingel confirmed that Caesar could barely stand, he took out a knife, cut off a piece of his own clothing, and hurriedly bandaged the wounds of Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Chu Zihang needs no further explanation; he's a good partner in the church, and Yuan Zhisheng isn't an enemy either—he's Ms. Men's brother.

Ms. Men was the most pampered member of their church group, and they couldn't just stand by and watch as her brother bled uncontrollably.

Yuan Zhisheng felt a little embarrassed. He had come here to surround Kassel, and Kassel's students had even kindly helped him bandage his injuries. He felt guilty.

I had no idea that this was all thanks to my younger sister, Erii.

Of course, if we have to calculate it precisely, it was Erii who sold the information about Genjiro.

Inside the luxurious tent, Henkel's face was no longer cheerful, and even his favorite cigarettes didn't taste good.

Angers stood up with a grin and patted Henkel on the shoulder: "After today, don't bother with Kassel anymore."

"..." Han Gao looked up with great regret at the smiling Angers and tried one last time to negotiate: "One-quarter, we only want one-quarter of the Dragon Bone Cross. If we lose the contest, you can name your terms."

"Even if you ask us to use all our connections and funds to help you suppress the Gattuso family, we will agree. We only want a quarter of that."

“?” Angers was puzzled at first, then shook his head and earnestly advised, “Han Gao, after knowing you for so many years, I really wouldn’t lie to you again and again. We really don’t have Dragonbone Crosses in Kassel.”

Ha, Henkel discovered that people can actually laugh when they're speechless. They've already lost the match, and Angers is still trying to cover it up.

Looking at the white-haired Angers, Hango had an epiphany.

His mood inexplicably improved. So Angers had gotten old, old enough to have to lie so often: "Then we concede."

"In a few days, I will arrange for someone to come and talk to your college about Mr. Fingel's technology."

Yes, they conceded defeat. In the end, even their most reliable member, Genjiro, was defeated. The alliance of various forces was destined to be no match for Kassel.

Just as Han Gao had predicted, Chen Motong and Su Xi, these two best friends, eventually took over the competition.

The two were fighting wildly in the mountains when Susie suddenly had a pendulum in her hand, and it was like she had activated X-ray vision and aimbot.

Even in complex terrain like mountains and forests where it's easy to hide and severely hinders sniping, every shot is a hit.

Hiding anywhere is useless; once you enter the sniper's range, you'll get shot.

This is also Susie's extraordinary ability after advancing to Sequence 8, gaining the ability to perform divination and counter-divination.

In such a mountain forest, even those of lower rank than her can easily identify enemies through divination, even without knowing the future.

Someone rushed up to take care of Susie, the sniper, but was sent flying by Chen Motong's baseball bat. After sending Caesar and Chu Zihang out, Fingel returned to the field to help Chen Motong fight the enemy.

The rest of the match was just a formality, consisting of various cunning individuals being singled out and sniped by Susie from a distance. In the end, Kassel College won the competition.

It was noisier outside the tent than inside.

The students in Kassel were overjoyed. They huddled together, shouting, hugging, and even kissing each other, having a wonderful time.

Even Lu Mingfei was frightened by it. He dodged left and right, and if all else failed, he would just grab someone to hug him to get through it, so as not to be kissed by his excited senior brothers.

As expected of a foreign school, it's so open-minded.

Relying on his S-rank reputation, Lu Mingfei asked several senior brothers before finally finding Chu Zihang and Caesar, who had been sent away by Fingel in advance. He then used the Word of Power: Don't Die to help heal them.

The other mixed-race individuals remained silent, except for the members of the Zhou family in Xiangyang, who seemed somewhat better off. Everyone else wore a stern expression, coldly watching the celebrating Kassel students.

Judging from his expression, it wouldn't be surprising if he suddenly pulled out a weapon and hit a student from Kassel the next moment.

　Thank you to the observers who happened to pass by and to the two experts, Zhi Nian Zhang, for your votes! Thank you so much!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)