Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

That's right, Old Tang's true identity is none other than Norton, the son of the Black King and the King of Bronze and Fire.

As the twin son of the Dragon King, Old Tang's younger brother, Constantine, has been sleeping in a palace beneath the Three Gorges Dam.

Furthermore, due to his early awakening, Old Tang did not regain his memories as the Dragon King.

He lived a life of hardship in modern society, and was raised in an orphanage in the United States.

Today, Old Tang is active around the world as a bounty hunter, handling incidents related to dragons.

He donated most of his earnings to the orphanage where he came from.

Playing StarCraft is Old Tang's biggest hobby.

Through this shared interest, Lao Tang and Lu Mingfei met online.

Shen Jue was the same; he also met the two of them through playing StarCraft.

As for Lu Mingfei's true identity?

Shen Jue could only say that this kid was also a dragon king.

But whether it's the new era's Black King of the Dragon Clan or something else, you'll have to wait for Jiangnan's next book to find out.

This makes sense, because the settings are constantly changing.

Unless Shen Jue takes Lu Mingfei to the basement and completely dissects his body and mind, Shen Jue is not sure what kind of dragon king Lu Mingfei really is.

"Stop joking, Brother Shen."

"We live in a modern society now, where are there still ambitious people who want to rule the world?"

"World War II ended many years ago," Lu Mingfei complained in the voice chat.

"And Brother Shen, you really like to call yourself the Dragon King."

"If dragons really exist, you wouldn't be terrified if you saw one, would you?"

The three of them started a game, and Shen Jue's keyboard and mouse clicked loudly.

The only thing limiting Shen Jue's gaming skills now is the hardware performance of his device.

"Are you trying to say that Lord Ye loved dragons but was terrified of them?" Shen Jue said softly.

"It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

"..." Now it was Old Tang who was silent.

As a bounty hunter who deals with unusual events, Old Tang knows that dragons and hybrids truly exist in this world.

If an ordinary person said something like that, Old Tang would definitely scoff at it.

Anyone who believes and claims to be the Dragon King is either stupid or insane.

But when Shen Jue said those words, Old Tang had a premonition that made it impossible for him to refute Shen Jue's words.

"I'm telling you, Lao Tang, your base is gone," Lu Mingfei shouted.

Looking at the computer again, Lao Tang realized that he was on the other side of the three-person newly started game.

The base was easily swept away by Shen Jue with extremely smooth maneuvers.

"Wow!"

"Go easy on him, Brother Shen!"

"You should be more understanding of older people!"

"Please, you're really weak," Shen Jue laughed, and then he and Lu Mingfei had a showdown.

As for the result? Naturally, Shen Jue won completely.

Although Lu Mingfei's StarCraft skills are close to the level of a world champion.

But who can blame him when his opponent is the overpowered Shen Jue?

As for the idea of ​​stacking talent abilities to cheat, that's a whole different story.

Shen Jue had always held this idea.

In all the realms of the universe, which powerful being doesn't use cheat codes?

The same applies to Lu Mingfei, the protagonist of Dragon Raja. Without Principal Angers providing him with equipment, his younger brother Lu Mingze sacrificed himself to gain an advantage.

Lu Mingfei doesn't have that many shining moments.

Although Lu Mingfei experienced more tragedies than anything else.

Besides, does using cheats automatically mean using cheats?

Can you call it cheating if someone is a time traveler?

The three chatted for a while longer, with Old Tang deliberately avoiding the topics brought up by Shen Jue.

Finally, Lu Mingfei revealed his plan to confess his feelings and attend a school interview.

Shen Jue and Lao Tang logged off separately.

Lu Mingfei invited Shen Jue, who lived in the same city, to participate in his confession plan.

Lu Mingfei, who doesn't have many friends, hopes Shen Jue can help him think of a solution.

Shen Jue then naturally proposed to take Lu Mingfei out for a fun day before he confessed to his goddess.

Lu Mingfei agreed to Shen Jue's plan.

Shen Jue reached out and turned off the computer, then got up and walked towards the dressing room.

The dressing room was filled with custom-made suits and casual wear. Shen Jue changed into her clothes for today as usual.

He put on a plain black T-shirt without any logo and a pair of dark gray casual pants, and tidied his hair in front of the full-length mirror.

The person in the mirror looks no different from any other human being.

Young, handsome, and even with a touch of affability in his features.

However, Shen Jue's body was filled with pure and terrifying dragon blood.

Shen Jue's bloodline concentration surpasses that of the Black King and White King of this world. If a hybrid were to inject a drop of Shen Jue's blood into their body...

This hybrid will lose all reason under endless bloodline turmoil and bloodline leaps, becoming a dragon blood dead servant who surpasses the second generation and is infinitely close to the dragon king.

After resting until the time agreed upon with Lu Mingfei in the evening.

Shen Jue made a phone call, and a helicopter landed on the helipad at the top of the hotel.

After saying goodbye to the two mixed-race beauties, Shen Jue boarded the helicopter.

The roar of the helicopter rotor blades gradually faded into the distance on the wind.

Shen Jue sat by the window in the cabin, looking down at the slowly unfolding night view of the city below.

There was a silver metal box next to him.

A complete leather case lay quietly inside the box.

The design features a red and silver color scheme, with the energy indicator light on the chest embedded in a matte silver base.

The helmet's eyes are a pair of specially treated pale yellow compound eye structures that refract a very thin layer of iridescence under light.

The shoulder armor, elbow armor, and knee armor have all been made lightweight, but the visual volume has not been reduced at all, and every engraving line is accurate to within 0.3 millimeters.

This is a high-quality and expensive Ultraman Tiga suit.

Shen Jue slowly changed into the leather suit.

As part of his comedic antics, the Ultraman Tiga suit is an essential element.

"Descend to a hover of fifty meters, and maintain stability after the hatch opens," Shen Jue told the pilot via the built-in communication system.

"receive."

The helicopter began its descent, and the sound of the rotor blades churning the air changed from muffled to sharp.

Shen Jue stood by the hatch, grasped the doorknob with her right hand, and the leather of her glove made a very slight thud as it rubbed against the metal.

In the square, Lu Mingfei was still looking at his phone.

He had been waiting for about ten minutes, and his posture changed from standing to sitting on the edge of the fountain.

He had one leg crossed over the other, his ankle dangling nervously.

People were coming and going around, but no one noticed the young man in the plaid shirt.

No one noticed the helicopter landing overhead.

Helicopters fly over the city every day, and people have long been so used to it that they no longer look up.

Shen Jue opened the hatch.

The evening breeze, blowing in from fifty meters above, carried a cool humidity and the city's unique scent.

Shen Jue took a deep breath inside his helmet and then leaped into the air.

Accelerate! Shen Jue plummeted downwards at breakneck speed!

The granite paving stones in the square were not broken.

Shen Jue controlled the impact perfectly, creating a sufficient visual effect without causing trouble for the municipal authorities.

He landed in a superhero-like manner and remained in a half-squatting position for several seconds.

At least twenty-three cell phones were raised and frantically filmed the scene of Tiga's landing.

Then Shen Jue slowly straightened up, his 1.85-meter-tall leather suit casting a long shadow in the light, which perfectly covered Lu Mingfei, who was sitting by the fountain.

Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded, and his phone slipped from his hand.

"Kid, that's what you call it."

"The king descended from the sky, furious and ferocious."