Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

The rocket launcher carried the heavy barrel on his shoulder. He looked through the scope on the barrel and aimed the muzzle at the ground five meters in front of the man.

But before he could fire the bolt, he looked through the scope and saw in despair that the man raised a familiar face.

The man smiled at him from a distance, then raised a Desert Eagle at a speed he couldn't even see. The silver-plated gun reflected a dazzling white light in the sunlight.

"Huh? Fire, why are you standing there?" The team leader frowned and urged impatiently.

The gunner still did not respond. The team leader gradually realized that something seemed to be wrong. He patted the gunner on the shoulder, and then his companion fell straight to the ground in front of his astonished eyes, with a hideous bright red mark all over his forehead.

"Damn it, when was he killed..."

"Captain, he's coming in! He has entered the church! Our people can't stop him!" The lookout put down the telescope and exclaimed loudly.

"All locations, maximum alert! This guy is more difficult to deal with alone than a squad of the Lionheart Society. We must not take it lightly!" The team leader roared into the walkie-talkie.

"Thank you, Senior, for thinking highly of me. But isn't it a little late to raise the highest alert now?"

A sudden voice sounded behind him, and the team leader turned around mechanically and dully. He had actually wondered whether the "S" level person who had the courage and ability to interfere with the battlefield between the Student Union and the Lionheart Society might be him.

It was not until Lu Mingfei's ghostly figure appeared behind him that he became certain of the horrible thought in his mind.

The Lionheart team didn't fall asleep in the woods... They were single-handedly taken out by this guy...

The next ones to be killed... probably will be their turn.

This guy is simply a devil!

……

Nono came to Caesar carrying an NTW-20 sniper rifle. She threw the heavy sniper rifle aside and sat down directly on Principal Ange's favorite Bermuda lawn.

"Did you kill Susie?" Caesar looked at Nono and asked with a smile.

"No." Nuonuo curled her lips. "You know I know her best in the academy, and she knows me best. Susie's sniping skills are really a headache. It's not easy for either of us to kill each other."

"It doesn't matter. The victory of Freedom Day this year will still be won by the Student Union." Caesar raised his head, the sunlight sprinkled on his long hair, shining like gold, and his face like a Greek sculpture was filled with unparalleled pride and confidence, as if the light shining on his head was always the dawn of victory.

In front of Caesar was a huge sand table, which simulated the buildings and layout of Kassel College with a very high degree of restoration. The crimson chess pieces represented the territory occupied by the Student Union, while the black chess pieces represented the base occupied by the Lionheart Society.

"The Student Union's biggest advantage over the Lionheart Club is numbers. Our people have almost taken over all the most important strongholds in the academy, such as the church, the library, and the cafeteria... while the Lionheart Club only has Odin Square, Valhalla, and the woods as their bases."

Nuonuo pointed at the icons on the sand table and analyzed the current battle situation.

"On the surface, we do have a significant advantage, but we also have weaknesses." Nono gathered the three chess pieces representing the Lionheart Society together. "Our forces are too dispersed. If the Lionheart Society uses sharp knife tactics, concentrating all their main forces to attack our strongholds one by one, they will tear through our camp like a black knife, penetrating deeply."

In Nono's hands, the three black chess pieces tore through the crimson encirclement on the sand table and advanced straight towards the lawn where Caesar was, while the other red chess pieces didn't even have time to support.

"You will find a way, right?" Caesar looked at Nono with trust in his eyes.

"Of course." Nono smiled playfully, "I'm a profiler!"

Chapter 66 Monster

"The Lionhearts are a group of brave warriors who are willing to charge into battle without regard for their lives. If they abandon all their strongholds and attack as a group, their momentum will be very strong, and it will be almost impossible for our scattered peripheral forces to stop them."

"But the spearhead tactic is a very straightforward tactic. Its advantage lies in its tip, and its weakness also lies in its tip. For the Lionheart Club, their tip is naturally Chu Zihang." Nono said.

"Chu Zihang is their weakness?" Caesar asked with a frown.

"Of course not now." Nuonuo shook his head. "This year, they have Chu Zihang in charge of the rear. The people of the Lionheart Club will only think that they have a backbone, and they will fight with endless energy."

"If they use the sword-edge tactics, Chu Zihang must act as the swiftest sword to boost morale. Only the Lionheart Society led by him can become the sharp blade that tears through the encirclement and pierces our hearts."

"Now it's your turn, Caesar." Nono said to Caesar.

"You mean, the moment Chu Zihang steps onto the battlefield, I will stop him and break their sharpest sword tips?" As the heir of the Gattuso family, Caesar has been familiar with military tactics since childhood, so he naturally understood it immediately.

"Yes." Nuonuo nodded heavily. "You are the only one in the student union who has the power to compete with Chu Zihang. Holding him back is like pulling out the sharp teeth of a beast. Susie is a sniper, and Lancelot is more of a wise general. The remaining members of the Lionheart Club will become blunt weapons with broken tips!"

"It seems that as long as the frontier strongholds are well defended and information can be transmitted back in a timely manner, the Student Union will have no reason to lose this year!"

Caesar walked across the sand table and came to the dark-patterned marble table beside him. The blood-precious red wine was placed together with his hunting knife Dick Tudor and pistol Desert Eagle. On top of it stood a thick Bible, creating a sense of conflicting beauty of wealth and power in one's hands.

'The Bible will bring good luck in battle, give you a strong heart, and open the door to victory for Gattuso.'

This is the dogma that the Gattuso family has believed in for generations. Worshiping the Bible before war is a necessary tradition and step. Even if the bombs have exploded overhead, the ethics of faith must not collapse!

So Caesar threw the annoying Bible aside, picked up the exquisite goblet, gently shook the bright red wine inside, then he handed a glass to Nono first, and then held a glass in his own hand. The corners of his handsome mouth seemed to have already outlined a smile symbolizing victory.

"For victory and glory..."

Before the word "Cheers" was uttered, and before the two high-heeled glasses raised in the air made a crisp sound, a complex sound burst out from the communicator on the table.

"Chairman, the eight-member team from the church was wiped out before they even had time to send out a distress signal!"

"Chairman, the five members of the diving team who were ambushing at the school swimming pool were wiped out. Their last message seemed to say that they saw a ghost on the battlefield, and then they lost contact!"

"Chairman, the team leader of the squad guarding the back door of the cafeteria said he saw a dark shadow scurry into the cafeteria. Then, after following him in, he... mysteriously disappeared. His teammates went looking for him, but one by one, they lost contact. It's like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather. It's extremely terrifying!"

"What's the story of Calabash Brothers saving his grandfather?" The last contact person who reported was a Chinese. Caesar caught an allusion in his words that he didn't understand and asked Nono.

"Once upon a time, there was a vine with seven gourds growing on it. There was an old man... Never mind, it just means 'deliver them one by one'." Nuonuo rolled his eyes, "But is now the time to discuss this?"

"Damn it, all our outer troops were wiped out. Was it Chu Zihang's doing?" Caesar slammed his fist on the marble table, leaving fine cracks on the hard surface. His words were as cold as a knife.

"Is it Chu Zihang?" There was a glimmer of suspicion in Nuonuo's dark red eyes, and she had a vague guess.

"Chairman..." There was another sound from the communicator.

"Don't tell me another team was wiped out!" Caesar grabbed the communicator and roared angrily into the microphone.

"A small team was wiped out... but they weren't ours. They were a reconnaissance unit sent to the library by the Lionheart Society. When we found them, they looked like they had been 'dead' for a long time. They had all been shot in the head and seemed unable to fight back. Their deaths were extremely brutal!"

"The Lionheart Society's team was wiped out?" Caesar, who was on the other end of the communicator, was also stunned when he heard the news. "That elusive 'ghost' is not Chu Zihang!"

"Yes... Chairman... It's Lu... Ah!" There was a noisy cry and struggle from the other end of the communicator, and finally silence after the communicator's scream.

"The battlefield is almost cleared. It's pointless to fight more of these minions. It's time to move on to the endgame. Should I go find Senior Caesar first or my senior brother first..."

A slightly unfamiliar voice came from the communicator, gradually fading away until it was drowned out by the whistling wind on the other end.

"Now I know who that 'ghost' is." Nuonuo slapped her forehead. She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have persuaded someone to participate in the Free Day, and even warned him provocatively not to be scared...

"Lu Mingfei." Caesar spat out the name coldly, and his cold blue pupils were instantly covered with hot gold. His fighting spirit boiled like lava, and his murderous aura was as solemn as iron.

……

"Battlefield ghost?" Chu Zihang sat in front of Odin Square, staring at Lancelot with a frown.

"Yes, President, a 'ghost'-like shadow appeared on the battlefield of Free Day. Most of the student union and our main force were wiped out by that 'ghost'!" Lancelot stood beside Chu Zihang with a serious expression.

"That shouldn't be a ghost." Chu Zihang shook his head slightly.

He knew who the "battlefield ghost" that Lancelot described was. He had the ability to roam the entire battlefield as if no one was there. In the entire academy, besides him and Caesar, there was only one person like him.

Susie, wearing a black combat uniform, returned from afar. Her long hair was tied into a high black ponytail at the back of her head. Her figure, wrapped tightly in the combat uniform, looked hot and capable, like a female special forces soldier returning from a mission.

Susie was carrying a bulky black box, which contained a heavy gun that did not match her slim figure. It was the "King of Sniper Rifles" - the Barrett 82a1 sniper rifle. Because of its tearing and destructive power like a cannonball, it is also known as the "cannon" in the folk.

"It's Lu Mingfei, the president's junior brother. I saw him from afar through the sniper scope." Susie put down the black box and sat under the statue of Odin.

"How is he?" Chu Zihang asked Su Si, like an older brother who cared about his younger brother's academic performance.

"As strong as a monster!"

Chapter 67 The decisive moment

Kassel College seemed to have just been baptized by a huge war.

Thick smoke rolled out of the building, as if it had suffered several large-scale fires. Scattered guns and shrapnel were everywhere, and all that could be seen were corpses knocked to the ground by bullets and bombs.

People in black combat uniforms and crimson combat uniforms were piled up together, as if they were hugging and wrestling each other's bodies before falling down. The scene was horrific, and corpses were everywhere.

"Chu Zihang, it's just you and your female sniper, right?"

After the war, a majestic and powerful male voice was broadcast from the public address system, and the sound spread to every corner of Kassel College, as if to dispel some of the thick black smoke that had originally swept across the campus.

"It's just you and Chen Motong on your side, right, Caesar?" Another cold male voice came from the same loudspeaker system. Listening to the cold voice, one could feel the oppressive feeling like a knife or an axe being cut from the speaker.

"You guessed right, but I advise you not to let Susie aim the gun at the church. If she dares to pull the trigger, Nono's bullet will hit her beautiful forehead in the next second!" Caesar's voice came again through the loudspeaker, with a threatening sneer.

"If Susie can take you away with one shot, then it will be worth it for her to be eliminated by Nono."

"What a cold-blooded person, Chu Zihang. No wonder he can become the president of the Lionheart Society." Caesar said this with a smile, and it was hard to tell whether the smile in his words was admiration or ridicule.

"Let's say Susie from your Lionheart Society is lucky enough to kill me with just one bullet, and then she's eliminated by Nono. Nono has a heavy sniper rifle and a long-range sniper rifle, while you only have Murasame. You're deadlocked and in a deadlock, guess who will be the final winner?"

The atmosphere fell into a deathly silence. Kassel Academy was so quiet that it seemed like a deserted city, with only the rustling sound of electricity in the public address system passing by.

"In that case, the winner of Freedom Day will be our 'S'-level freshman, Lu Mingfei!"

Suddenly, a strange yet familiar voice appeared in the audio channel. The voice was a little excited and funny, just like the strange and funny barking of a dog suddenly appeared in the originally solemn and dignified battlefield.

"How did he get into the channel?" Su Si, who was lying behind the parking lot sign, asked Chu Zihang who was not far away.

Chu Zihang curled his lips in front of the Odin statue, thinking that this guy is really omnipresent.

At the border of the Bermuda lawn and the parking lot, behind a silver-gray Jaguar F-TYPE with a hood pierced and windows stained with red paint, Nono, who was squatting here, rolled his eyes. Did this guy have to show his funny and humorous side in such a serious atmosphere?

"Fingal?" Caesar frowned and called out the name. He was not unfamiliar with this voice, and in some ways he could even be said to be impressed by it.

The main reason was that the other party had joined the student union and was considered his subordinate. In the student union ruled by Caesar, the boys seemed to have gentlemanly sentiments in their bones from their dress to their conversation. Only this guy Fingel was like a pile of brightly colored cow dung immersed in a bush of white roses!

Caesar rarely gets truly angry. Even Chu Zihang doesn't have this ability, but Finkel can do it. He often uses the word "shameless" to the fullest extent, making Caesar so angry that he laughs.

"It's me, Boss Caesar," Finkel responded excitedly, the sound of him crunching potato chips still echoing over the PA system. "As your student union henchman, I'd really like to help you find Lu Mingfei's location, but unfortunately, he seems to have vanished, and Norma couldn't even spot him at Kassel Academy."

"This isn't going to work, Boss! What if you and President Chu are fighting fiercely, and Lu Mingfei suddenly swoops up from behind and shoots each of you?"

"How about you hire me to help you keep an eye on them? As long as Lu Mingfei shows up to launch a sneak attack, I'll report it to you. I can stare at the screen for an hour without blinking. I'm an absolute professional! My fee is very low, boss. Would you consider it?"

Caesar couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes twice. He took a deep breath, and his strong chest muscles rose and fell, outlining perfect lines. Caesar suppressed the urge in his heart to sell this guy to Africa, and he told himself hypnotically.

"This isn't a person talking, this is a naughty golden retriever barking. Just ignore it."

"Boss, boss? If you don't want to consider it, then don't consider it. At least give me a reply instead of being silent. The person you are talking to is a human being, not a dog!" Finkel muttered into the PA system, "President Chu Zihang, are you considering it? Small businesses don't make money. If you are worried about the fees, you can bargain. I will try not to bargain!"

"Hello... Hello?" Finkel shouted, "Are you sure you don't want to think about it? Let me tell you, if you're so arrogant, it's very easy for Lu Mingfei to steal your ass. He's very insidious. I'm his roommate and I know him..."

"Let Susie and Nono aim at each other, have gunfights and hand-to-hand combats, and we divide the battle into two rounds?" Chu Zihang couldn't stand Finkel's nonsense and interruptions. He quickly made suggestions to the loudspeaker system, and his sharp voice covered up the muttering of a dog.

"Very good, see you in the parking lot." Caesar responded coldly and quickly cut off the communication with the public address system. Chu Zihang did the same, and the school campus finally became quiet again.

Fen's voice suddenly stopped in the PA system, and the dormitory room was blocked. This guy was so anxious that he jumped up and down in the dormitory, pointing at the screen and cursing that the president of the Student Union and the president of the Lionheart Club were actually two stingy misers, even worse than him!

Two figures appeared almost simultaneously on the north and south sides of the parking lot. Susie, who was standing behind the entrance sign, gave Chu Zihang a triumphant look, while Caesar raised a confident thumbs-up to Nono, who was standing behind the Jaguar.

Heavy combat boots stepped into the gray and white area of ​​the parking lot at the same time. Caesar, wearing a dark red combat uniform, was holding a military hunting knife about half a meter long, Dick Tudo. The black blade was engraved with golden patterns. The knife patterns and his long golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight, exquisite and gorgeous.

Chu Zihang, wearing a black combat uniform, stepped in from the other side, holding a slender Japanese sword, Murasame, in his hand. After being repaired by the equipment department, the blade of this sword became dazzlingly white, shining with a cool light in the sunlight.

"What if what Finger said comes true? After we are both injured in the fight, Lu Mingfei takes advantage of us?" Caesar asked while playing with the hunting knife.

"To be honest, I would be very happy if Lu Mingfei could win." Chu Zihang responded coldly.

Chapter 68: Fighting

In the quiet parking lot, the sound of footsteps from the north and south directions made the atmosphere increasingly depressing.

If there were people watching the scene, their whole body would be tense, their breath would be held, and their heart would be pounding as if it was about to jump out of their chest.

Caesar's golden hair fell down, and his ice-blue eyes were filled with arrogance. He raised his noble head slightly and looked at Chu Zihang who was walking towards him like an emperor.

Although Chu Zihang, with his black hair, is not as eye-catching as Caesar, his pair of golden eyes that never extinguish are as domineering and majestic as a monarch, and they contain sharp knives and swords.

"You mean, you're willing to let the Lionheart Club lose this year's Free Day, and let that freshman named Lu Mingfei take the final victory?"

Caesar said this with a frown as solemn as a Greek statue. A deep crease appeared between his brows as he questioned, as if a world-class sculptor had carved a deep line of doubt and dissatisfaction into his handsome face.

"Lu Mingfei and I have a good relationship. If I can pull your student union down from its pedestal and let Lu Mingfei win the final victory, I have no objection."

Chu Zihang seemed indifferent to Caesar's aggressive questioning. He shrugged expressionlessly.

"But I have a problem, Senior Brother. You two were discussing me so intensely, it seemed like you had already planned my next move. The only thing left was to stuff the victory of the Free Day into my pocket and hand it over to me...but none of you asked for my opinion."

On the tense battlefield where kings were fighting each other, a male voice suddenly sounded not far away, and the voice was filled with complaints and dissatisfaction.

Caesar and Chu Zihang turned their heads almost at the same time and looked towards the source of the sound.

In a black Infiniti QX80 that had been almost scrapped after being destroyed in battle, a foot kicked the stuck door open, and the heavy metal sheet slid several meters along the ground.

Then, a boy in school uniform jumped out from the back seat of the medium-to-large SUV. He held a silver-white long sword on his shoulder with one hand and patted the dust off his school uniform with the other hand. He stretched his body and stretched in the sun.