Chapter 136 Violent Blood! ! !

Chu Zihang's eyes lost focus for a moment.

Red fire broke out in his hands.

It went out in the next moment.

Chu Zihang did not really lose his mind.

He knew very well the consequences of using a burning word spirit like Jun Yan in a closed underground space.

explode.

If we are really at the end of our rope, then that's it.

Grab all the deadpools and die together.

But at this moment, it is too early to say that all is lost.

Senior brother didn't think much when he was filming Chu Zihang and Han Ye.

If he thinks too much, he will probably hesitate.

The man at home had cooked the food and was waiting for him to come back.

Xiaobin's child is so neglected that it's really worrying.

This is why Ximen Chuixue is ruthless.

Once a swordsman or a warrior becomes concerned, his weapons will become rusty.

However, he is not a husband or a father now.

He is, senior brother.

There are two of his junior brothers here.

Men are idiots who don't care about anything once their passion gets the better of them.

After all.

He only managed to find a glimmer of hope for Chu Zihang and Han Ye to survive from the ending where all three of them would die.

It hurts.

Brother thought.

The activation time of the Yanling Bronze Throne has long exceeded the limit.

It's no longer like having a thousand knives cutting on my body.

There were hundreds of thousands of ants crawling and biting on the wounds all over his body.

This is the price of using a mortal body to gain access to authority.

The senior brother blinked hard.

The world in the field of vision is still dark.

His eyeballs were bloodshot and filled with horrible bloodshot eyes like earthworms.

The light of the golden eyes also became strange.

coming!

he thinks.

The Deadpools pounced.

These monsters are really fast.

He uses the power of the Bronze Throne.

Grit your teeth.

The man's face was as ferocious as a demon crawling out of hell.

The incoming Deadpool is more terrifying than the evil ghost.

It was clearly a scene that only existed in nightmares.

But he possesses some divinity inexplicably.

Just like the murals on temples or the ukiyo-e paintings in Japanese shrines.

The eminent monk glared at King Kong and used thunderous means to suppress the evil spirits.

It should be a similar picture.

But this King Kong will die.

At the time of his generous lamentation.

Shura is here.

The so-called Shura is a guy who lives for fighting, dies for fighting, and is crazy for fighting.

Steely scales pierced the skin.

These mysterious, inhuman organs open and close like breathing.

The next moment it was suddenly fastened.

Like a rattlesnake snapping at a field mouse.

The green scales clasp the skin and dig into the flesh.

"Senior brother."

The attacking Deadpool was kicked away by the boy.

His green-scaled hand was placed on the man's shoulder.

The man saw Chu Zihang turn his face sideways.

A huge unspeakable feeling of uneasiness gripped the man's heart.

He saw Chu Zihang's neck covered with green scales.

And those scales crawled towards the boy's face like living creatures.

Chu Zihang still had the same calm face.

Let the scales unique to cold-blooded reptiles pierce the skin and fasten it tightly.

The boy's golden eyes grew brighter and brighter.

It seemed like it was going to pierce the dark ground.

For a moment, a sad look filled the senior brother's eyes.

He opened his mouth, but the words he spoke were hoarse.

"You...die, Deadpool..."

Chu Zihang shook his head.

He casually grabbed the head of a Deadpool.

Crush.

"I'm still me, senior brother."

The man still looked sad as he said, "My junior brother is going to become Deadpool too."

Chu Zihang thought for a while.

He said.

"This is the secret technique of the Lionheart Society."

The man was stunned.

He blurted out subconsciously.

"Nirvana?"

Chu Zihang had a strange look in his eyes.

"Oh, I forgot. Junior brother, you don't play games."

The man scratched his head, blood dripping down his elbow.

"Anyway, senior brother, go and rest. Here,"

Chu Zihang passed by the man.

He flexed his fingers.

Oh no, now it’s time to call it claws.

"Leave it to me."

The senior brother was stunned and stared blankly at Chu Zihang's back.

The sound of rainstorm became more urgent.

Chu Zihang heard the man's roar.

But this time, he didn't run away.

Fuck your Maybach!

He picked up the village rain left by the man.

The man holding Muramasa turned around anxiously and cursed at him.

"What the hell are you doing here!"

"This is also where you can come!"

"Go back quickly!"

"Drive! I taught you! Drive!"

"Then the third voiceprint..."

"I know!"

Chu Zihang also yelled at him.

The boundless rain drowned them.

They seemed to be running against a sea.

"listen!"

Chu Zihang shouted to the man.

His voice can break even the rain curtain.

"I want!"

"I will fight to the death with you!"

The man stared blankly at Chu Zihang and his son.

It should only be a moment.

But it seems like thousands of years have passed.

He laughed broadly.

It's the kind of smile that makes people angry when you look at it.

But it's so strange.

Chu Zihang wanted to shed tears when he saw it.

"Well done, son!"

said the man.

"Then let us two!"

One is Muramasa and the other is Murasame.

Father and Son roared and charged towards Odin.

He rushed towards the god on top of the eight-legged Pegasus.

"Fight and die together!"

Chu Zihang moved.

The scene is like a professional bowler throwing the ball.

The Deadpools are the bowling balls falling to the ground.

The senior brother looked at this scene blankly.

Chu Zihang did not use the spirit of speech.

His body is the strongest weapon.

Bone blades sprout from the elbows.

Pierced Deadpool's heart.

The boy only slightly bent his knees.

The ejected figure was like thunder.

He sees his body as a weapon like a battering ram or a knight's lance.

The huge underground space echoed with the death cries of the monsters.

The strong Deadpool, who had been wandering around the outer circle, roared in anger.

They rushed towards the boy.

The boy didn't retreat, didn't dodge, or even speed up.

The two collided wildly.

This is far more powerful than the collision between Maybach and Bugatti.

Scales and flesh flew everywhere.

The blood flowing out of the boy's body made a burning sound when it fell to the ground.

His blood had begun to transform into a highly corrosive liquid similar to sulfur.

Violent blood!

Chu Zihang didn't lie. What he used was indeed the secret technique of the Lion Heart Society.

However, the secret level of this technique should have been completely buried, and even the president of the Lion Heart Society would not be able to learn it.

But he learned it anyway.

Man-made and active promotion of dragon blood concentration.

No matter the cost.

Even if it is approaching the critical blood line.

This is territory only a madman would touch.

The head of the executive department had secretly speculated on the secret of his favorite protégé.

After all, Chu Zihang's pair of never-extinguishing golden eyes suddenly appeared one day after his sophomore year.

Before this, even though Chu Zihang had a high-risk word spirit and an excellent A-level bloodline, he could barely be considered a genius.

Geniuses cannot become heroes.

Kassel has never lacked talent, and this campus is a paradise for the elite.

What they need is leaders.

Or.

madman.

Until one day in his sophomore year, Chu Zihang was different.

He got a pair of golden eyes that never burn out.

At the same time, whether it is physical fitness or spiritual power.

The president is making rapid progress at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is unimaginable and contrary to common sense.

You know, the hybrid race is actually there.

Destined to die from birth.

All subsequent training of body or spirit is nothing more than the process of mastering this power and becoming proficient in it.

Perhaps you can also develop more destructive power by learning combat techniques from various schools.

But the quality itself is there.

No matter how well the B-class hybrids train, even if they defeat the A-class in actual combat.

This can only be a victory in fighting skills or fighting awareness.

But in terms of basic physical fitness, Class B is definitely weaker than Class A.

This is the iron law of mixed race society.

Otherwise, if the quality of this B-level exceeds that of A-level.

So why isn't he Class A?

But Chu Zihang broke this iron law.

After entering Kassel, it only took the boy one semester to explore the full potential of this body.

After that, there was a long period of stagnation.

Maddening stagnation.

You work twice or even three times as hard as before.

The progress in harvest is not visible.

Anyone else would have gone crazy.

What's more, Chu Zihang has his own goals.

He must move forward, by any means necessary.

When the boy exercised himself in the training hall for the tenth time until he fainted and was sent to the school doctor's office.

The principal of Kassel came to visit Chu Zihang.

It was also after that time.

Chu Zihang locked himself in the archives of the Lion Heart Club.

The students were surprised to find that the crazy freshman was missing.

A long time passed.

Until half a year later.

One day, Chu Zihang suddenly changed.

He has golden eyes that never burn out.

Moreover, the power that had stood still started to make progress.

Schneider sealed all Chu Zihang's physical examination data.

In his guess, his student might have a bloodline problem.

That is, unstable.

As for what unstable lineage represents?

Do you still remember how Deadpool was born?

The hybrid whose dragon blood concentration crosses the critical blood line is Deadpool.

And once the mixed bloodline shows symptoms of instability.

That means.

They started to risk becoming Deadpool.

No matter from which perspective, a hybrid with the risk of becoming a Deadpool is a time bomb.

In addition, they are also dangerous hybrids.

No one knows when he will explode.

According to the secret party's iron-blooded style, once a dangerous hybrid is discovered, it will be executed on the spot immediately.

Of course, this was the secret party a hundred years ago. Today's Kassel is more gentle. The most they can do is send you to an unknown island in the Pacific to die for the rest of your life.

Maybe it's out of the teacher's feelings for the students.

Or maybe it's some other consideration.

Schneider chose to hide it.

But ah.

What he didn't know was.

Chu Zihang is not a dangerous hybrid.

He is a fall of his own choosing.

Seizing power in the midst of the fall.

Violent blood!

Using the hybrid's body as a container, an alchemical reaction is carried out to refine the blood in the body into a higher concentration of dragon blood.

This is something only a madman would do.

Chu Zihang is such a madman.

He still remembered how this technique was described in the fragments of the Lionheart Society.

Release, Lion Heart!

"Hey, let me tell you, this is your junior brother,"

Han Ye said.

"Are Saiyans transformed?"

"Roughly the same."

The senior brother stopped the bronze throne. He had almost turned into a bloody man. He grinned and watched Chu Zihang killing everyone, while threatening Han Ye fiercely.

"Listen, do you know that during this mission, you were so frightened that you fainted after seeing Deadpool? You didn't see anything that happened next. I'll write the mission report later, and you can just sign it."

"that……"

The senior brother lowered his voice pitifully.

"Look at your hands, don't think I don't know, if you don't want to spend the rest of your life in a prison on the island, just do what I say!"

"no no."

Han Ye waved his hands in panic.

"That's not what I said."

"that."

He licked his lips.

"Did you forget that we are still wearing headphones?"

The senior brother's expression changed.

Suddenly I heard a loud noise from the other side of the earphones.

"Oops, there was a car accident."

Susie said.

"The recording equipment is also broken, what a coincidence."

Han Ye and his senior brother looked at each other with subtle smiles on their faces.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

"Uh-huh."

Senior brother responded.

"Can you still cope with it? Something happened here. I may not be able to make it in a while."

"If you want to deal with it..."

The senior brother looked at Chu Zihang standing alone in front of him.

"It should be said that the battle is over."

Susie was silent for a long time.

Probably digesting such shocking news.

It was the end of the road just a few minutes ago.

How come the battle is over in such a short time?

"I see."

Susie said.

Senior brother and Han Ye looked at each other.

They tiptoed forward.

That man... no, we can no longer call this creature a boy.

Compared to hybrids or humans.

This guy may be more like Deadpool on the ground.

"Master...junior brother!"

The man called him cautiously.

Monster Boy didn't move.

"Junior brother!"

"Brother Chu!"

"President!"

"Zihang!"

The boy slowly looked up.

Those golden eyes were violent, cold, and indifferent.

His eyes swept over Han Ye.

falls on the man.

The senior brother's throat moved.

But he didn't back down.

"Junior brother."

He giggled.

It's the kind of smile that makes people angry just by looking at it.

"It's me, junior brother."

The silence continued.

suddenly.

The boy spoke.

"Braised large intestine."

"What?"

The senior brother blinked his big confused eyes.

He looked at Han Ye as if asking for help.

Han Ye returned an innocent look.

"Perhaps, it's some kind of secret code."

Han Ye guessed.

"Like Open Sesame."

"So what do I want back?"

The senior brother looked confused.

"If I'm braised large intestine, should I go back to roasting the rabbit head?"

"Be careful."

Han Ye reminded him seriously.

"If you say something wrong, you might be killed."

"Is this... so dangerous?"

The senior brother smiled dryly.

He mustered up his courage and looked at Chu Zihang, ready to give the correct code word.

"I want to eat,"

Monster Boy said.

"Braised large intestine."

With a bang, he fell to the ground.

The senior brother was stunned.

He recalled the scene of walking out of the teahouse with this boy arm in arm in the morning.

I asked him if there was anything he wanted to eat.

The boy said whatever he wanted.

At that time, I said, "It's okay, but it's really the most difficult request."

And now, the boy said it.

Braised large intestine.

He wants to eat braised large intestine.

The two people rushed to Chu Zihang's side.

The ferocious scales and bone spurs slowly retracted into the boy's body.

Revealing his pale and delicate face.

Han Ye subconsciously wanted to help Chu Zihang up.

He stretched out his hand halfway and then pulled it back as if he was electrocuted.

The senior brother looked at his paws.

"I remember, your gloves are there, not broken yet."

"Oh, thank you, thank you."