Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

Lu Mingfei slowly retracted his sword and said:

"I don't have any status, and you don't need to call me Your Excellency. I'm just an ordinary high school student."

"But there is one thing I must tell you. My senior is the only S-class student in this year's Kassel Academy. He is also the co-president of the current Lionheart Club and the Student Union."

He paused and then said:

"I'm telling you this for no other reason than to tell you that if I want, I just need to make a phone call and my brother will come to help me.

Whether you are from the Zhou family or any other family, it means nothing to my senior brother."

Lu Mingfei did seem to be taking advantage of Ye Fan's power at this moment. After all, Ye Fan had told him before he went into seclusion that he might not come out for several months, but this did not prevent Lu Mingfei from using this as a banner.

The other party was obviously a young man from a noble family, even a commoner like him could see it. At this time, if he used some tiger skin to show off, at least the other party could do some superficial work in public.

Zhou Qingyang was stunned when he heard this. He certainly knew that Kassel Academy had a new S-level student.

S-level is a very powerful existence in their family, second only to the mysterious patriarch. Only his second and fourth brothers have reached the S-level bloodline.

But this matter involved too many things, and Zhou Qingyang had to find a way to kill Lu Mingfei. After all, this matter was related to an important plan of his.

Zhou Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently closed his folding fan, but his face still wore a smile, but there was a hint of coldness in it:

"I see. However, there are some things that cannot be solved by your senior brother alone."

As he spoke, his aura suddenly changed, and a strong sense of oppression rushed towards Lu Mingfei...

Chapter 157 Coming with force!

Lu Mingfei swung his sword and grinned:

"Mr. Zhou, right? Does your family have an heir to the throne? Why are you so eager to kill someone to silence him?"

Zhou Qingyang's folding fan snapped open, covering half his face. A golden light flashed in his eyes. "Vulgar. Why should I explain to you the actions of my Zhou family?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"What the hell!"

Lu Mingfei rolled sideways, and the ground where he was standing was split into a half-meter deep gully by the folding fan.

As he stood up, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, and he instinctively swung his sword with his backhand - the sound of metal clashing exploded in his ears, and Zhou Qingyang appeared behind him out of thin air.

"Give up, vulgar man. My words can shrink the earth into an inch. Although the destructive power is not strong, it is enough to make me invincible in close combat."

Zhou Qingyang spoke with pity, sweeping the folding fan in his hand across the back of Lu Mingfei's neck.

"Shrinking the earth into an inch? This cheat is too outrageous!"

Lu Mingfei complained, but his hands did not stop. The sword tip drew a silver arc to force the opponent back.

He suddenly grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it to the left, forcing out Zhou Qingyang who had just completed a space jump.

"Hahaha, it's just as I thought."

Looking at Zhou Qingyang who appeared, Lu Mingfei smiled happily.

It was just as described in the online novels, although at first I couldn’t see the quickly flashing figure with my naked eyes.

But wouldn’t it be enough to just spread some dirt around so that the opponent can’t see it?

Zhou Qingyang's sleeves were stained with dust, and his face was gloomy:

"Such a trick!"

The folding fan swept across, bringing up a strong wind. When Lu Mingfei blocked it, his knuckles were cracked and he retreated seven or eight steps before he could steady himself.

"You guys from aristocratic families..."

Lu Mingfei was panting heavily, but the tip of his sword was making small circles. "You have to recite the names of moves before a fight, and you have to strike a pose before a sneak attack. Aren't you tired?"

"court death!"

Zhou Qingyang teleported to a high altitude and swung his folding fan down like a knife.

Lu Mingfei suddenly changed his tactics, switching his sword from defense to offense, aiming straight for the throat. This was a mutually destructive tactic. Zhou Qingyang was forced to withdraw his attack, but his sleeve was still cut.

"Good! Very good!"

Zhou Qingyang looked at the torn cloud-patterned brocade, his composure finally failing him. "I wanted to give you a quick death..."

"But now it seems that you don't deserve it!"

His figure flashed continuously, each time appearing in a different direction, and his folding fan attacks were like a storm.

"I'm really on my luck, this guy is a real A-level hybrid. His words are so perverted, I can't take advantage of him with just skills and physical strength."

Lu Mingfei was thinking about how to break the deadlock.

But the gap in hardware is still too big. No matter how good his micro-control is, he really can't think of a way to break the deadlock.

The only person who can be targeted is the young master's poor brain, but now it seems that although he is not smart, he is still decisive in taking action.

Fuck, novels are all lies. They say villains talk a lot, but why does this guy start fighting at the slightest disagreement?

Lu Mingfei gradually lost the rhythm and was hit on the right shoulder, with bones making a teeth-grinding sound. As he rolled to the ground, his left hand quietly reached into his pocket.

"game over."

Zhou Qingyang appeared in front of the slumped Lu Mingfei, holding his folding fan high.

Amidst the flying dust, Lu Mingfei suddenly revealed a sly smile:

"Have you ever heard of...shaking people?"

At the moment the folding fan captured the picture, he pressed the shortcut key on his phone.

The unique connection prompt tone of a satellite phone came from a distance, and Zhou Qingyang's face changed suddenly - that was the exclusive frequency band of Kassel College.

"Summer, summer, quietly passed by ~ leaving behind a little secret ~"

"I can't tell you~"

The air was instantly filled with pink memories, and Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched twice.

Even Zhou Qingyang, who wanted to act quickly, couldn't help but twitch his eyes. He was shocked at what kind of... taste the user of this mobile phone ringtone had.

It seems that the owner of the ringtone felt that one time was not enough, so the next part of the ringtone came.

"Summersummerisover~Givemeasecret~"

"Keepinmyheart~keepinmyheart~Iwon't tellyou~"

Although it was in an empty suburb, the sound was still lingering in the air.

Lu Mingfei really wanted to grab Ye Fan by the collar and complain about his singing quality.

When he heard the English, he could understand its meaning directly.

What kind of good English can he understand? !

"Hey, Mingfei, what do you want from me?"

A gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone.

While Zhou Qingyang was still struggling with the specific meaning of the English word, Lu Mingfei quickly replied to Ye Fan.

"Brother Fan, please find someone to rescue me quickly. You can notify my senior brothers or ask the people from the executive department to come. Please find someone to rescue me quickly. Someone here wants to kill me!"

"This isn't an ordinary person. He seems to be from a mixed-blood family, and he's an A-level mixed-blood. He has a magical power called Shrinking the Earth into an Inch."

Lu Mingfei howled into the phone in a very ungraceful manner, explaining his current situation and making the point clear again, wanting Ye Fan to save his life.

On Lu Mingfei's phone, Ye Fan's voice was still calm, as if he was just discussing today's weather:

"A-level hybrid? It's a bit difficult for Chu Zihang to deal with it. Let me do it."

When Lu Mingfei heard this, he almost burst into tears:

"Brother Fan! Stop joking now! You're in America! There's an ocean between us. By the time you fly over here, the grass on my grave will be three meters tall!"

Zhou Qingyang sneered, but did not refute.

He knew very well that talking too much would lead to mistakes, and the recording on the other end of the phone might bring trouble to the Zhou family.

He stopped talking nonsense, murderous intent surged in his eyes, he opened his folding fan, and his figure disappeared in an instant, ready to finish off Lu Mingfei directly.

However, just as he was about to take action, Ye Fan's voice sounded again on the phone, this time with a kind of creepy calmness -

"It's indeed an A-rank hybrid."

Zhou Qingyang's movements suddenly stopped.

"Even with just electrical signals, I can sense the majestic dragon blood in your body... That's pretty good for an A-rank."

"I'm just in need of a test subject, why don't you come."

Lu Mingfei was stunned, and before he could react, he heard Ye Fan continue to say: "Mingfei, don't be nervous, I'll be there soon."

"I just came up with something new, so it's a good time to try it out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in Lu Mingfei's hand suddenly vibrated violently, and the electrical signal waves on the screen jumped wildly.

Immediately afterwards, several tiny white arcs of electricity shot out from the receiver, twisting and expanding in the air like living things.

Zhou Qingyang's pupils suddenly shrank and he instinctively took a step back.

The electric arcs became thicker and thicker, intertwining with each other, and actually tore a crack in the air!

Inside the crack, countless electric lights flashed, as if connecting to another world.

——The space was forcibly penetrated!

Through the white arcs of electricity, Lu Mingfei saw the sea of ​​blood and corpses inside the space.

Countless dragon bones were floating up and down, and even the endless roars of dragons could be heard echoing in the air. There was a sacred meaning in the sorrow and resentment, as if it was singing a hymn to cheer the master's departure.

Lu Mingfei felt a slight pain in his heart.

The next second, a slender figure stepped out from the lightning.

His feet did not touch the ground, his whole body was suspended in mid-air, his black robe moved without wind, and the golden patterns on the hem sparkled in the electric light.

He was playing with a few pieces of metal fragments in his hands, and those fragments also defied gravity and slowly rotated above his palm.

The most frightening thing is his eyes——