Yandere Erii, stop tormenting Lu Mingfei!

"Everyone, cease your attack immediately." After suffering heavy losses in the Lionheart Society's camp, Chu Zihang finally issued this order via walkie-talkie.

Those dressed in black combat uniforms retreated like a tide, their orders were obeyed and their movements were perfectly synchronized, clearly an elite and skilled team. However, their opponents were utterly unethical, using their noble and pure bloodline to bully a group of mixed-race students.

The highest rank among these mixed-race individuals is only A.

This is no less than Tyson at his peak beating up kindergarten kids.

Bai Ji fired a sniper rifle from a high place until she ran out of bullets, then jumped off the sixth floor and charged through the group of children with the purest fighting skills.

She could easily dodge every Frigga bullet's trajectory. Although she wasn't afraid of those powerful anesthetics, getting her clothes dirty was always unpleasant.

Several times, the Lionheart Society's strategy of surrounding and attacking Lu Mingfei was thwarted.

Bai Ji's figure became even more ghostly and swift, like a dark green phantom, elbowing everyone equally.

When the Lionheart were defeated, only twenty-seven members remained.

At this moment, Chu Zihang, who was also dressed in a black combat uniform, moved in the opposite direction from his team.

"President...we..." Lancelot showed a humiliated expression, his head lowered.

He was the vice president of the Lionheart Society, and all the team's tactical arrangements were made by him. Chu Zihang was more like a spiritual leader and did not interfere in tactical matters. Therefore, he was particularly distressed by this great defeat and even began to doubt his own abilities.

"Lancelot, you did a great job. It's not your fault. I've confirmed it. The two mysterious troublemakers are Lu Mingfei and Uesugi Erii. They are both S-class freshmen at the academy," Chu Zihang said, patting him on the shoulder.

"S-rank!?" Lancelot's pupils dilated in shock, but he was immediately relieved.

To him, Chu Zihang, an A-rank, was no less than a god descending to earth. So what kind of god-like being must an S-rank be? And there were two of them, one male and one female, doubling their combat power. It wouldn't be surprising if he couldn't defeat them. It wouldn't be surprising at all.

Lancelot looked intently at Chu Zihang, his expression filled with worry. "Then, President, do you have a chance of winning?"

"No," Chu Zihang said with an icy, expressionless face, looking like a fearless warrior going to his death. "Faced with a sufficiently powerful enemy, I can't just back down in the face of battle."

He stopped speaking and silently and resolutely stepped forward.

"Wow, President is awesome!"

"This is the pride of the Lionheart Society!"

"Just two S-class monsters! The guild master will definitely create a miracle!"

The Lionheart Society members watched Chu Zihang leave, their hearts filled with anticipation.

At this moment, Caesar also stepped out from the student council's position and walked towards Lu Mingfei's location with a proud posture.

The wind blew from the northern mountains of the college, across the verdant Bermuda grass, carrying the fresh scent of sunshine. His brilliant golden hair flew wildly, making him look like a Roman emperor riding a white horse into Egypt.

He met Chu Zihang halfway there. The two sworn enemies did not draw their swords against each other, but instead walked side by side in tacit understanding.

"We have two enemies, both S-rank. They've actually shown up to cause trouble, probably because they're determined to get the reward for a day of freedom. But even so, I don't want to join forces with you. I will challenge the strongest among them," Caesar said proudly.

"Same here. I don't like your style, and I've never considered you as an ally. I'd rather die alone in battle," Chu Zihang said coldly.

"Alright, let's see who lasts longer before collapsing. If you can stand longer than me, I'll give you that Bugatti Veyron," Caesar said magnanimously.

Just as Chu Zihang was about to take out his bet, Caesar interrupted him: "I don't need you to give me anything, I just need you to write a banner yourself—'Student Council is the Best in the World,' and sign it 'Presented by your defeated opponent, Chu Zihang.'"

Chu Zihang said coldly, "I don't want your car either, just write a banner like this."

Caesar's azure eyes reflected Chu Zihang's face, which displeased him. Their eyes met, as if intense electric sparks were clashing, neither willing to yield to the other.

The air grew tense; if it weren't for the presence of a formidable enemy, they would undoubtedly have immediately launched into a fierce attack.

Caesar snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Chu Zihang gripped the hilt of the knife silently, his gaze sharp.

Watching the retreating Lionheart Society members, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but guess what was going on, "Are we about to enter the BOSS battle?"

I have to say, I had a really great time playing just now, more exhilarating than playing any other game. The results of my Tokyo training were on full display at that moment.

The Lionheart Society members were clearly much stronger than the New York mobsters. He was completely focused, sweating profusely, with wisps of white steam rising from his body due to the high temperature.

Bai Ji strolled over slowly from the side at this moment: "There are two fairly capable guys walking this way."

Lu Mingfei yawned, clearly a little tired. Entering combat mode had greatly depleted his physical strength. Although it had been more than three minutes, he couldn't hold on for very long.

"Are you not feeling well? If you are, just say so. I'll understand and take you out for some good food to help you recover." Bai Ji's slender fingers traced her rosy lips as she looked at Lu Mingfei with a hint of amusement.

"Sure! Why not! I'm full of energy!" Lu Mingfei felt that his wife was looking down on him, but he forced himself to stay alert and was aroused by a strange competitive spirit.

At this moment, Caesar and Chu Zihang finally arrived.

They were only ten meters away from Lu Mingfei. They looked at each other, and Chu Zihang spoke first: "Lu Mingfei, it's been a long time."

"Wow, it really is Senior Brother Chu! So you're also at Kassel College, and you've even become the head of a club here? Is the blond guy next to you your underling? You're doing pretty well!" Lu Mingfei had the happy expression of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Chu Zihang glanced at Caesar, whose face was gloomy. This guy was just full of vigor, but suddenly his face turned dark!

To be called Chu Zihang's underling was the most vicious humiliation Caesar had ever heard!

"He's the student council president, and I'm the Lionheart Club president," Chu Zihang explained. "We're here to challenge you."

In response to this statement, Caesar drew his hunting knife, Dictator, a finely crafted gold-plated weapon named after the Roman dictator, which suited Caesar's temperament and status perfectly.

"Lu Mingfei, on behalf of the student council, I challenge you. If you win, the student council will withdraw from the Free Day competition!"

Caesar spoke earnestly to Lu Mingfei.

This is a declaration of war between men. As the elite of the elite, he longs for a passionate and exhilarating battle with this S-class freshman!

Chu Zihang also drew his Murasame sword and looked at Lu Mingfei, "On behalf of the Lionheart Club, I challenge you! If I lose, the Lionheart Club will withdraw from the competition!"

"You want a righteous two-on-one fight?" Lu Mingfei's lips twitched.

"No, one-on-one. You choose one as your opponent," Caesar said.

"Then why didn't anyone choose me?" Shirahime asked, tilting her head. She was addicted to cosplaying Erii.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't hit women," Caesar gave a very reasonable reason.

"I believe you are the strongest S-class," Chu Zihang said coldly.

Lu Mingfei nodded, taking in the high regard the two men held for him.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, the air thick with tension, as if a fierce battle was about to unfold.

At this moment, the survivors of the student council and the Lionheart Society are paying close attention to this clash of titans at the top of Kassel, and even the professors are monitoring every move of the duel through surveillance cameras.

The next moment, Lu Mingfei suddenly moved. He didn't choose his opponent, but instead drew his gun and fired at Caesar!

Caesar reacted quickly, wielding Dick Tudor to deflect the bullet.

Chu Zihang stepped aside, completely stunned.

"A sneak attack!? Is this the kind of thing an S-rank powerhouse should do? Despicable and shameless!" Caesar questioned angrily.

"Junior brother, this is indeed not something a strong person should do," Chu Zihang said earnestly.

"I'm here to win! What do you care if I'm despicable or not! Winning is the only right thing to do!" Lu Mingfei revealed a cunning, villainous laugh.

"Wife, go! Don't hold back! Take down this blond guy first, I really hate him!" As soon as Lu Mingfei shouted, Bai Ji rushed forward.

Her speed was like a cannonball, and the whistling sound that cut through the air forced Caesar to take precautions and assume a fighting stance.

However, when his attention shifted to Bai Ji, Lu Mingfei immediately aimed at his head and fired several shots!

Caesar was distracted as he used his sword to deflect the bullets, and then Shirahime's swift and powerful fist came flying at him, hitting him in multiple places and immediately leaving him with a bruised and swollen face.

Chu Zihang was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to fight or watch. Lu Mingfei said to him, "Senior brother, considering we're both from Shilan Middle School, you'd better surrender quickly, or my wife's fists won't hold back!"

"Two against two is fair!" Chu Zihang brandished the Village Rain, leaped high, and pounced on Lu Mingfei like a falcon.

But the next moment, Lu Mingfei threw a grenade at him!

The grenade's detonation time was precisely calculated. Just as Chu Zihang was about to throw it away, it exploded. Chu Zihang let out a wail as he was blasted away, his combat suit torn apart, and his blood filled with potent anesthetic.

He knelt on one knee, using his hand to strike the knife, his eyes shining with a brilliant gold. He persisted, his body swaying precariously, yet he stubbornly stood up, embodying the spirit of an indomitable warrior!

An overwhelming sense of oppression swept over Lu Mingfei. An ordinary person would have trembled with fear and fled on the spot.

However, Lu Mingfei casually fired another shot at this immobile target. The Friga bullet struck him squarely in the chest, leaving a charred hole that filled with smoke. Even Chu Zihang could no longer hold on; his eyes closed, and he collapsed to the ground.

After taking down Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei turned and fired at Caesar at full speed. Poor Caesar, taking both punches and bullets, swayed unsteadily, glaring at Lu Mingfei and Bai Ji through gritted teeth, "Despicable and shameless!"

After saying that, he lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

Fearing that Caesar might rise from the dead, Lu Mingfei fired several more shots, filling Caesar's blood with anesthetic.

Then, he put his hands on his hips and burst into arrogant laughter!

Hehehe!

Tell me, who is the winner of a day of freedom!

In that instant, the entire academy was shrouded in an eerie silence.

Everyone thought it would be a real battle between men, but no one expected Lu Mingfei to be so insidious and shameless!

The members of the two clubs were itching to punch the two men! They wanted to rush out and beat them up immediately, but the deaths of the two leaders of the Student Council and the Lionheart Club meant they were out of the game. Besides, even if they all attacked together, they wouldn't be a match for Lu Mingfei and Bai Ji.

Professor Schneider, who was in the college's control and dispatch center, watching the virtual screen showing the battle situation of Freedom One Day, was so angry that his face turned red and his neck swelled up:

"These two uncivilized bastards are our S-class freshmen?! Damn it, Kassel College is doomed!"