Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

This knight from the Western world, the Solomon Temple, appeared in a flash at the ship's railing near the door.

He chuckled and kicked a Zhou family member who had fallen to the ground away.

Beneath the man's body lay a strangely shaped alchemical weapon, with a wooden box lying beside it.

It was a broadsword with a ring pommel, which looked extremely heavy, twice the width of the ancient swords in the museum, and a rusty bronze chain was wrapped around the hilt.

Forbidden Artifact: Dragon-Slaying Platform.

Upon realizing that the negotiations had broken down, the Zhou family member opened the wooden box, intending to pull out the Dragon-Slaying Platform and unleash the Great True Word Technique: Nine Infants.

However, Zhao Xuzhen acted too quickly. The Zhou family members had just taken out the Dragon-Slaying Platform when they were hit by a set of hard crowd control and immediately fainted.

Zhou Minhao remembered the location of that clansman. He originally wanted to approach him discreetly and take the Dragon-Slaying Platform, but Zhao Xuzhen saw through his intention.

"I've already learned my lesson once."

Zhao Xuzhen, confident and astute, casually touched the stubble he was growing:

"How could I possibly let you pull it out..."

"boom--"

A loud bang interrupted him.

Suddenly, a petite figure appeared in the arena.

The figure was not on the deck, but on the surface of the river.

Around the research vessel, many bamboo poles floated, remnants of the previous bamboo raft that had been dismantled.

The newcomer stood atop the bamboo tube, dressed in black night clothes and wearing a silver mask, making it impossible to discern his true appearance.

Despite the distance and the inability to discern her figure and appearance, Lu Mingfei had a hunch the moment he saw this petite figure that she must be a female knight-errant.

"Jun Yan?"

Zhou Minhao's ears twitched, and he understood what was going on.

Zhou Minhao hadn't misheard; the female warrior unleashed her Word of Power, Lord's Flame, the moment she appeared.

Her goal was that dragon!

The situation on the field immediately reversed, turning from three against two into three against three.

This blast of divine flame was incredibly powerful, striking the dragon's body like a napalm bomb. The old wounds on the dragon's body were burned by the high temperature, causing it to roar and bite down.

Strange melodies began to play beneath the mask. The female warrior leaped lightly, dodging the dangerous attack, and simultaneously raised her hand to strike again.

Zhou Minhao's eyes were covered, so he couldn't see anything, but he felt something was wrong.

Don't most mixed-race people collapse after just one use? Could it be that two helpers have arrived?

However, at this moment, Zhao Xuzhen was even more astonished than Zhou Minhao.

It's fine if Zhou Minhao is unaffected, since the activation of the Dream Eater requires certain conditions. If his eyes are covered, he won't be able to lure him into the dream.

But what's with that guy standing next to me?!

Zhao Xuzhen's eyes were filled with golden mandala-like patterns, but he was surprised to find that the boy's eyes did not have the same patterns.

Not only was he not controlled, he even walked towards him!

As he walked, he rolled up his sleeves.

Zhao Xuzhen was so angry he almost laughed—I am a royal-level bloodline, what level of mixed-race are you, daring to breathe on me?!

The curiosity that had been piqued by the other party vanished at that moment.

Instead, there was undisguised murderous intent.

"In that case, use your blood to cleanse my throne."

Zhao Xuzhen's face was cold. He stepped onto the deck and charged out like a nimble cheetah!

"call--"

The cane whistled through the air as it struck Lu Mingfei on the head.

Zhao Xuzhen was absolutely certain that the next second, this guy's head would explode like a rotten watermelon.

"Bang."

A muffled thud.

It wasn't the cane that struck Lu Mingfei on the head. Faced with a blow powerful enough to pierce a steel plate, Lu Mingfei simply extended his left hand and steadily caught the stick.

His arm didn't move at all, and there wasn't even a process of dissipating the force, as if he had caught not a cane, but a straw.

Lu Mingfei looked at Zhao Xuzhen, who was still in a daze, his left hand remained still, while his right hand clenched into a fist and raised.

"...No, that's not right!"

In that instant, Zhao Xuzhen's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran down his spine and straight to his head!

My hair stood on end, as if some great terror was about to descend, and every organ and every cell in my body was sounding the alarm!

As a super hybrid, Zhao Xuzhen's perception of danger far surpasses that of ordinary people.

When the boy raised his fist, he seemed to see his opponent turn into a dragon in human skin!

If I were to get hit by that punch...

will die!

"Ahhhhh—"

Almost with all his might, Zhao Xuzhen roared and retreated wildly!

However, it was too late. He was grazed in the chest by the fist imprint and flew dozens of meters away, crashing heavily onto the ship's bow.

"Heh, heh..."

Zhao Xuzhen's eyes bulged, his body convulsed, and his entire chest collapsed, leaving him only able to let out short, labored breaths.

His physical abilities were terrifyingly strong; his bones were so hard they could withstand alchemical bullets. But in front of that humanoid demon, he was as fragile as a piece of paper!

Actually, it's not that fragile... Lu Mingfei weighed Zhao Xuzhen's cane in his hand. It wasn't an alchemical weapon, but it was made of some special alloy, with a thick and very sturdy head.

He compared Zhao Xuzhen and Lin Fenglong, saying that if Lin Fenglong was like a piece of corrugated cardboard, then Zhao Xuzhen was at least a piece of wood of the same thickness.

However, having heard that the opponent was quite skilled in combat, Lu Mingfei used a bit more force out of caution.

Leaning against the ship's railing, Zhao Xuzhen dared not hesitate for a moment. The instant his consciousness returned, his body underwent a dramatic change.

The joints swelled and thickened, facial bones protruded, and thick, dark blue scales covered every corner of the body. Hard bone spurs grew on the elbows, jaws, and other areas, and the knee joints were reversed, transforming into a structure similar to that of an arthropod.

With his muscles expanding and his bones lengthening, Zhao Xuzhen transformed into a small giant nearly three meters tall, covered in bone spurs and scales, almost in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xuzhen was a prodigy of the Solomon Temple Society, its most outstanding creation, and naturally he mastered the Bloodlust Secret Technique.

The collapsed bones quickly healed and grew into a single bone plate. Zhao Xuzhen patted his chest; the solid scales and muscles made him feel at ease.

"You're a monster..."

After transforming into a dragon, Zhao Xuzhen grinned and strode over.

Actually, his words were mainly an expression of emotion, and even contained a sense of admitting defeat.

But Lu Mingfei has recently developed a bit of PTSD from the word "monster".

Being called a monster by Zhao Xuzhen, who doesn't even look human, made Lu Mingfei want to breathe on him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The imposing humanoid monster strode off, each step making a dull thud on the deck.

It spreads its arms, its palms as large as fans, each fingertip sharp enough to easily tear steel apart.

In just a few breaths, he rushed to Lu Mingfei's side!

The giant palm falls!

"Bang!"

Lu Mingfei swung his cane and smashed its head open with one blow.