Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

The campus was as silent as a dead city, and the smoke was as thick as morning mist.

The doors of the church and teaching building opened at the same time, and heavy combat boots were stepped out at the same time.

Caesar was wearing a dark red combat uniform, and he was holding a military hunting knife about half a meter long in his hand. The black blade was imprinted with golden patterns.

Chu Zihang was dressed in a black combat uniform and held a slender Japanese sword in his hand. The blade reflected the sunlight and was so bright that it was dazzling.

The two walked towards the parking lot, their unhurried footsteps making the atmosphere more depressing, until they saw each other.

"I didn't expect that the person standing in front of me would be you."

Caesar took off the mask on his head, and his dazzling golden hair was spread down, setting off a face like a Greek sculpture, with a slightly cold smile in his ice-blue eyes.

Chu Zihang also took off his mask, no emotion could be seen on his face, and the light in his eyes was as sharp as a sword.

"Do you want to see Bass? Or Jiang Shouyun?" Facing those ice blue eyes, Chu Zihang said in an indifferent tone, "No need, I am enough."

The more indifferent a person is, the more they like to use this tone of voice to state facts.

And Caesar happened to hate this kind of person the most. He looked at Chu Zihang with a slightly cold look, said nothing more, raised the hunting knife in his hand and said "Dictado".

"Dictator" means "dictator" in ancient Rome, which is enough to prove the expectations of its owner.

And Chu Zihang also pulled out the long sword "Murasame" and pointed it at Caesar from a distance with the sonorous sound of the sword.

"Murasame" is supposed to be a demon sword that does not exist in the world, but it only appears frequently in Japanese games. It is said that the famous sword "Muramasa" will automatically transform into the demon sword "Murasame" after killing a thousand people.

After killing someone, raindrops would wash off the blood on the knife, but this was just a fiction in a script from the Edo period.

But now, such a demon sword has really appeared.

At this moment, both Caesar and Chu Zihang had the same idea in their hearts.

——Swell the face of the poser/arrogant opposite.

The two men shot out like sharp arrows, and the two blurry figures collided at a terrifying speed like two wrestling beasts!

Bang! Bang!

Caesar showed no mercy and killed with the hunting knife in his hand, with the majesty of an emperor.

Chu Zihang also slashed out with absolute will, the long knife swept across an arc, and the lightning cut through the light and collided with it in the air.

There were ripples between the two knives, and I felt heavy pressure.

"..." A solemn look flashed in both of their eyes.

Compared to Caesar, whose chest muscles were bigger than his own head, Chu Zihang was ultimately at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

"You can't win by strength." Chu Zihang's eyes flickered, and the long knife flicked with his wrist, and a small amount of power was transmitted to Caesar's hunting knife.

This is a skill that transcends speed and strength. It turns the long knife into a lever and transmits the maximum power to the wrist of the person holding the knife.

And the opportunity Chu Zihang chose was the moment before Caesar exerted his force!

Buzz! !

The two knives cut each other, and the fire splashed and made a loud noise, like a plucked copper spring. The metal buzzed, which was the vibration of the two knives.

In an instant, Caesar seemed to have hit a wall, his body couldn't help but lean back, and he staggered back a few steps.

And Chu Zihang also took a few steps back, the long knife in his hand vibrating, shaking a blurry afterimage, using the vibration to eliminate the huge force he suffered.

"Troublesome guy." Caesar frowned, put away the contempt in his heart, and his expression became serious.

He moved his hands that grasped the handle of Dick's knife to relieve the numbness caused by the shock.

In their first confrontation, the two had a mutual understanding of each other's strength.

Chu Zihang's strength lies in his skills, while Caesar's strength lies in his strength.

Moreover, the quality of "Diklado" and "Murasame Shinta" are similar, and the alchemy skills of both swords are extremely strong.

No one wasted any time and stood up to greet him immediately.

The hunting knife "Dicrado" is fierce and tough in Caesar's hands, while Chu Zihang's "Murasame" melts into the air like a ghost.

It always flashes out suddenly and makes fatal blows. Every time it is intercepted by "Dictado", it immediately retreats and once again turns into an almost invisible light at high speed.

The two sides were equally fast. In just ten seconds, they exchanged dozens of slashes.

With such high-speed and high-density sword swings, any small mistake would be fatal, but both sides used the combination of sword skills flawlessly.

A blurry black figure, a blurry crimson figure, the dark shadow of Dictado, and the strong sunlight reflected by Murasame, are mixed together and cannot be disassembled.

The life-and-death fight between the two sides was as graceful as a dance performance, like a ballet dancer who had been working together for ten years, dancing a pas de deux on the edge of a knife.

Clang! !

The vibration of Chu Zihang's sword became more and more intense, and Caesar concentrated on listening without daring to relax at all.

The kid in front of him was more ruthless than him. He used the simplest and most effective killing knife. There was no way he could hold back. He almost drove him to death after a few exchanges of blows.

At this time, as long as there is one mistake, it will be over.

At this moment, the blades of two knives passed by, bright sparks lit up, but the figure of the other party had disappeared.

Caesar's heart suddenly lurched, and he secretly said something bad.

This sword was simply a feint!

"Compared to Jiang Shouyun." Chu Zihang's voice came, "You are really too weak."

In the blink of an eye, with a ferocious aura like a hyena, he avoided Caesar's knife that was slashing at him in a hurry, with a cold light flashing in his black pupils, he raised the long knife in his hand and slashed down!

Chu Zihang's sword "appeared like a lion" and struck his head mercilessly.

A cold chill hit him, it was the killing intent that had killed several Deadpools, making Caesar's heart tremble and his breath stagnate.

But soon, the fear in his eyes turned into violence.

"Don't underestimate me, you bastard!"

Accompanied by the "clicking" sound of bones breaking, "Dictado" was swung out at a strange angle.

With the determination to die together, he slashed at Chu Zihang's shoulder!

boom! !

But at this moment, the gunfire exploded, deafening.

The long knife in Chu Zihang's hand burst out into a cloud of red mist. The huge impact knocked the knife away, and it only made a loud bang when it fell into the air.

If he didn't hold on tightly, he would even be knocked away.

"Chen Motong!" Caesar's eyes flashed with shame and anger, and he tried to reverse the fallen hunting knife.

However, it was completely too late. The knife struck with all his strength and struck directly at Chu Zihang's shoulder.

But the next second, a white figure suddenly appeared next to Caesar like a ghost, holding a red-haired figure in his hand like a chicken.

"You guys, give me..." Jiang Shouyun looked angry and raised his right foot, "Enough is enough!"

There was no skill at all in this kick, just like a gangster fighting, he kicked Caesar hard in the abdomen.

Bang! !

From the library in the distance, a huge noise came.

The few remaining members of the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union looked back subconsciously.

But he saw a tall and familiar figure hitting the tree like a sandbag.

But then, a tall red-haired figure also flew over, his delicate little face wrinkled in pain, and he hit Caesar directly.

The tree was completely overwhelmed, making a crisp sound, breaking with a click, and hit the two of them hard.

The campus suddenly fell silent, and the sunlight reflected on the smoke, glowing with a beautiful golden color.

"..." Looking at the miserable mandarin duck walking peacefully in the distance, the corners of Chu Zihang's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

The next moment, I suddenly felt that my vision went dark, and I fell down softly.

"It's useless even if you praise me." Jiang Shouyun retracted his knife and slowly exhaled, "It's not a big deal, so why bother?"