Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

Lu Mingfei looked up at Lu Mingze, who was perched on the wall. The little devil was whistling and smiling as he looked down at the battlefield, as if he were sitting in the audience of a stage play.

He gripped the hilt and pulled the knife from the brick. The vibrating blade came to an abrupt halt in his hand, feeling heavy and sharp, its edge reflecting the moonlight.

One can imagine that the blacksmith spared no expense in forging this long sword, selecting top-quality forging materials and employing his decades of experience.

The man couldn't help but swallow hard, looking around. They had scouted the alley before entering, and only sneaked in under the cover of the light of the lamp after confirming that no one else was there.

But a ghost delivered the weapon to Lu Mingfei in a way he couldn't understand.

But he had no way to investigate where the knife had come from. Lu Mingfei brandished the long knife, the blade slowly sweeping across an arc, hovering in mid-air, and then suddenly lunging forward.

In his haste, the man could only parry with his sword. Lu Mingfei's attack was completely unskilled; he simply swung his sword down with sheer force, without any build-up of power, which resulted in insufficient strength and prevented the man from even taking a step back.

But he was very fast. After missing his first strike, he quickly drew his sword and swung it horizontally at the man's waist, intending to cut the man in half!

Almost instinctively, the man gripped the Nepalese katana in reverse, using the back of the blade to block Lu Mingfei's slash, and flicked his wrist to deflect the longsword.

The difference in physique was stark; Lu Mingfei's strength was far too weak compared to the man's, and once his blitzkrieg was blocked, he could no longer advance.

The man took a step forward, his muscles tensing, and swung his knife upwards. There was no skill involved, but even if a piece of steel blocked his way, he could cleave it in two with a single blow!

But his powerful strike missed. Lu Mingfei leaned back and took a few steps back, standing not far away, panting slightly.

"Brother, even if a little rabbit grows sharp claws, it still can't beat a lion."

Lu Mingze's voice rang in Lu Mingfei's ears, "You will die if you are slashed by him even once. With his strength, if you get hit by one, you will be split in two instantly. At that time, even if your brother is almost omnipotent, he will not be able to put you back together."

The two locked eyes. Lu Mingze mischievously stood between him and the man, blocking his view. If the man launched an attack at this moment, Lu Mingfei would have no time to react.

"Get out of here if you're not going to help!"

Lu Mingfei had no intention of haggling with Lu Mingze here, and without hesitation, he swung his sword at him.

Lu Mingze sighed. The long sword seemed to have struck a piece of glass without making a sound. The mirror shattered, and Lu Mingze appeared behind him with another sigh.

"Friendly reminder: the opponent hasn't used any Word of Power yet."

But Lu Mingfei couldn't hear him. He rushed out again, his long sword seemingly disappearing into the air, always appearing suddenly, forcing the man to defend himself.

This was the first time he had used a knife as a weapon. The reason he always used bricks was not because he liked them, but because bricks were the most convenient and simple thing to use as weapons. No skill was required; you just had to swing them around and smash them down on the other person's head.

Lu Mingfei had never learned any swordsmanship, so he didn't understand any techniques. He just swung the blade roughly like smashing a brick, aiming it at a vital spot!

His advantage is his speed, so he can always swing his next slash in another direction before the man can counterattack, without having to worry about defense.

This knife is sharp enough that even if it can't cut through the neck, it can sever the carotid artery, and the massive bleeding would be enough to kill a man!

The vibrations of Lu Mingfei's knife in the air grew more and more intense, mixed with the man's angry roar. Both of them were swinging their knives with the intention of killing each other, and the murderous aura filled the air as they confronted each other across the darkness.

Lu Mingfei's blade moved faster and faster, the dazzling light of the blades resembling starlight reflected on the water's surface. Several times the man tried to retaliate, but was forced back by the blade light.

In this tense standoff, the man was the first to give in. Lu Mingfei was completely unprepared. If the man had just taken a blow, he could have easily stabbed Lu Mingfei in the heart, but he dared not gamble.

Damn it, which of us is the real outlaw?

Finally, unable to bear the madman any longer, she began with a low chant, which gradually quickened in pace and eventually evolved into a high-pitched recitation.

This is some kind of non-existent language, with strange syllables that seem impossible for a human to produce. In the end, the man was forced to use the power of words.

In the world of dragons and hybrids, language is power; reciting dragon incantations can unleash superpower-like abilities.

"Word Spirit Kamaitachi, it seems the person who wants to kill you, brother, is really willing to go to such lengths, hiring two half-breeds who have awakened Word Spirit to travel thousands of miles to kill you."

Lu Mingze stood in the darkness, clapping and coldly watching the battle. Lu Mingfei had no way to stop the man's chanting. He had to use almost all his strength to force the man to keep defending, hoping to expose a weakness so he could launch a fatal blow.

However, since the dragon script is recited with the mouth, a man only needs to use the sword in his hand to defend against the longsword's flash attack. No matter how fast Lu Mingfei's slash is, it cannot cut off his tongue.

Lu Mingfei couldn't remember how many times he had swung his knife—a hundred or a thousand?

Lu Mingze guessed correctly. He had already reached his limit. He was covered in sweat and his hand holding the knife was trembling. Every bone and muscle in his body was resisting and trying to go on strike. He was only able to continue to drive his bones and muscles to move by relying on his strong will.

He also heard the man's chanting. He didn't know the effect of the Word Spirit Kamaitachi, but since it was a superpower, it would inevitably bring new power to the man. At that time, perhaps the situation would be reversed.

Lu Mingfei swung his knife even faster, but each time the man blocked it. He couldn't stop him; those syllables were like needles piercing his eardrums.

He met the man's gaze and saw a pair of dazzling golden eyes, radiating golden light, as if golden magma were churning within.

He turned his head to look at Nuonuo. The girl was still holding her own against the attack of three big men, but the men were well-coordinated and knew they couldn't take her down in a short time, so they took turns wearing down Nuonuo's strength.

One person launched a fierce attack from the front, while the other two launched a surprise attack from the side. Nono could only concentrate on dealing with the frontal attack at the same time, and also had to watch out for the knife hidden in the darkness. There was no way she could be distracted to help Lu Mingfei.

He can only rely on himself now.

"Want to trade, brother?"

Lu Mingze continued to tirelessly promote his product, but the next moment he froze.

Lu Mingfei suddenly began reciting the dragon script as well, just like the man, but even more solemnly and quickly.

They unleashed their incantations almost simultaneously, and invisible wind spirits swept through the alley. The battle on the other side was also affected, and they tacitly put away their weapons and retreated, looking in this direction.

"Words of Power... Mirror Eyes?"

Lu Mingze shouted uncertainly, "Damn it! Brother, how did you awaken this Word of Power?!"