Chapter 159 Rain Falls and Flows Wildly

"Wait a minute, if the president and S-level have known each other for a long time, then the person the president mentioned yesterday..."

"You mean, the real protagonist of Freedom Day."

There was a low-pitched discussion.

Let’s think back for a moment about what the S-Class sat in today.

He broke into the student union headquarters single-handedly and picked up a group by himself.

He also issued a declaration of war to Caesar in front of all the teachers and students of the school, and defeated him head-on.

Who is the protagonist of today’s Freedom Day?

S-class, undisputed.

"In this way, the president has never taken action before. We have always guessed that he is waiting for Caesar to recharge his energy for the duel between the two."

"But now it seems that the person the president is really waiting for should be S-class."

The Lionheart students exchanged glances.

They all got the affirmative answer from each other's eyes.

Somehow, when everyone realized that the person Chu Zihang was waiting for was S-class, not Caesar.

Their eyes gradually became more subtle as they looked at the blond boy lying peacefully in the parking lot.

Although it's a bit strange to say this, but, well, I always feel that this guy is a bit pitiful.

He came to the door with great ambition, ready to fight his old enemy.

But who knew that the person his old enemy was thinking about beating to death was actually another man.

Some girls have covered their mouths sentimentally.

Wait, I always feel like you people are thinking of something weird.

…………

"Get rich, get rich!"

Fingel was humming a cheerful tune while holding a miniature camera in front of the window and taking pictures.

What, you asked him where the camera came from?

Do you know what the paparazzi king of Kassel is?

For ordinary people, carrying a camera may be just a hobby, but Fingel is different. For him, it is a belief! This is the most basic professional ethics, okay?

But unlike what others had guessed, the protagonist Fingel photographed was not the Lionheart Club president and the S-class who were confronting each other.

But Caesar.

The student council president was lying peacefully on the ground.

Do you know what this is called?

It’s called black history!

Yes, there is absolutely no mistake.

Fingel used his professional paparazzi sense of smell to judge. .

These photos freeze Caesar’s dark history.

All are priceless treasures!

Even more valuable than gold of equal weight.

As long as he works a little, aha, the walking vault has opened its door to him, the great paparazzi king Fingel!

He has it all planned out.

Each photo costs at least 100,000 US dollars.

It's not like he's crazy about money.

If this is less than 100,000, where will our chairman's face be?

You say so, Mr. Gattuso.

While Fingel was still enjoying his fortune.

Lu Mingfei in the parking lot raised his hand.

He said.

""zero!

The girl nodded as if understanding.

I saw a three-edged military thorn flying out of the window.

The cold sword light reflected in the air.

And then it fell into the hands of the young man exactly.

Lu Mingfei held the military thorn.

This is Zero's birthday present from him.

I also traveled across the ocean to Kassel with the game console.

The members of the Lionheart Club who saw this scene through the drone broadcast smiled proudly.

You see, the S-class who dealt with Caesar with bare hands took hold of their weapons when facing their guild leader.

Isn't this enough to explain who is stronger and weaker between Caesar and Chu Zihang?

It's so obvious that even Fingel can see it.

One was easily knocked unconscious by an S-class.

One of them made the S-class reveal their weapons.

The president won!

They cheered, fist-bumped, hugged, and whistled, their faces filled with triumph and pride.

"It's too early to celebrate now."

Lancelot said quietly.

"If the president loses."

He made eye contact with each member of the Lionheart Club, checking their eyes.

"Of all the gentlemen present, who can guarantee that he will be able to defeat S-class?"

It is quite now.

Everyone looked solemn.

They remembered the battle between S-class and Caesar.

Although Caesar's performance was so weak in front of the S-class.

But he is Caesar after all.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, it is a fact that Caesar, the president of the student union, is a man who is superior to all the students present.

The only person in Kassel who is qualified to stand opposite Caesar is Chu Zihang.

But things are different now.

S level.

He was not joining the competition between the two.

Instead, he came here with unparalleled momentum.

Everyone had to admit it.

Kassel's original two-horse competition pattern has now collapsed.

S-class is coming.

When he came, he stood on the highest throne.

Caesar and Chu Zihang, who were rivals before, may temporarily put aside their grudges in the future.

They need to position themselves right.

As a challenger, charge towards the boy.

And that boy will stand at the top of all the students in Kassel.

Looking down quietly.

Some people even think about it involuntarily.

Really, just all students?

What about the teacher?

Don’t forget, Lu Mingfei and Ange are both S-class.

So who is stronger?

Of course such thoughts are fleeting.

In the world of Kassel students, Angers' name almost means omnipotence.

Not just anyone can be given the prefix of legend.

Don't wait for everyone to think of a way to deal with S-class.

Their president has solved this problem quickly.

Chu Zihang faced the drone's camera.

"If I lose at the hands of S-class, all Lionhearts will lose."

Now that's good, you don't have to worry about how to deal with S-class anymore.

Their president has made a decision.

"Maybe we can still..."

"What are you thinking about? Does the number of people really mean anything to a monster like that?"

Indeed, although some people are unwilling to give in, the example of the student union is just before. The Lion Heart Club, which is equally matched, encounters the S-class, and it does not necessarily take advantage.

"Wait, I'm talking about you."

Lancelot frowned.

"Has it already been acquiesced that the president has lost?"

One word awakens the dreamer.

The members of the Lionheart Club suddenly realized.

Regarding the battle between Chu Zihang and S-class.

They have given the result subconsciously.

Lancelot sighed and shook his head.

"Look!"

"They're starting!"

Everyone hurriedly turned their eyes and focused on the screen.

"Is this... the drone broken?"

"Why are they all afterimages?"

"Have you ever considered that it's not the drone that's causing the problem?"

Everyone was speechless.

They watched in silence as the two figures on the screen paused and continued to collide.

They were moving too fast for the cameras to capture.

monster!

Both are monsters!

"Hold on!"

The student operating the drone clicked quickly on the keyboard.

The picture of the battle gradually became clear.

"Is it ultra-high-speed photography technology? I seem to have seen it in the equipment department."

"Thank God the geniuses finally made something other than a bomb!"

"No, you may have misunderstood. I found this thing in the scrap area."

"Ultra-high-speed photography technology is a waste?"

"This is the Equipment Department. Anything that can't be blown up is rubbish. Is this your first time meeting them?"

"Quiet and look carefully."

Lancelot reminded.

On the screen, Murasame and the three-sided military thorns were constantly colliding.

The S-class stood still.

Chu Zihang waved Murasame.

This divine sword seemed to be alive in his hands.

He can always attack from angles beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Just watching the battle, Lancelot and others broke out in a cold sweat.

Don’t forget, everyone present is a member of the Lionheart Club.

This means.

Any one of them is an embryonic killer.

They love fighting.

Keen to challenge the strong.

Therefore, even if they are just watching, they will subconsciously take it in. What if the person facing Chu Zihang is themselves?

The answer is ready to come out.

Instant kill.

Especially Lancelot.

He is the closest warrior to Chu Zihang among the people present.

Therefore, he understands Chu Zihang’s strength best.

I used to practice sparring day and night.

He admitted that Chu Zihang was very strong.

This is why Lancelot follows him.

But at that time, Chu Zihang's strength was still within the scope of Lancelot's understanding.

Although the boy's sword skills were somewhat compromised, there were traces of them.

But what about now?

After just a few months of not seeing each other, Chu Zihang changed.

He is stronger.

And it was stronger than Lancelot could understand.

A few months ago, he could still see Chu Zihang's intentions in Murasame's slashes.

He focuses on the location of the attack, the purpose, whether it is a feint or not, and the amount of force used.

Even if you don’t understand it at the time, if you record it and take it back for analysis, and slow down the speed, you can see clearly.

But it's different now.

Incomprehensible.

It's simply incomprehensible.

The knife can still be wielded like this!

How on earth did he do it?

Lancelot has always been calm and rational in his dealings with others.

He has an extraordinary passion for big data and artificial intelligence.

And it is determined that the future of mankind will be based on these two.

As long as the computing power is enough.

can analyze everything.

He thought so before.

Not now.

After he witnessed Chu Zihang's battle at this moment.

A vague premonition arose in his heart.

No matter how huge the computing power is.

It is also impossible to analyze the actions of these two people.

Human skills, skills about fighting.

How could he reach the pinnacle and reach such a low level!

Just like artificial intelligence cannot understand beauty.

Artificial intelligence cannot understand their skills either.

No, not skills.

S-class said it.

This is called martial arts.

The martial arts of martial arts.

Lancelot suddenly understood.

The reason why Chu Zihang became a road master.

He is completely different from what he was three months ago.

And obviously the root of everything is the S-class.

Road master, teacher’s master, master’s master.

It seems that you, President, have learned some incredible things.

…………

"good."

Lu Mingfei responded to Chu Zihang's sword force without forgetting to smile.

"The daily work has not failed."

"And the duration is exactly five hours, no more, no less."

"In a way, senior, your serious attitude is really admirable."

"Excellent."

Chu Zihang returned.

Just listening to the calm and indifferent tone of the two people talking will give people the illusion that "these two guys are drinking tea in a Japanese garden."

But open your eyes and see.

The sharp sword shines like a horse.

The young man is like a mountain that reaches the clouds before training.

On the other hand, even if Caesar is well, he still can't bear Chu Zihang's rain at this moment.

Sui Lu Mingfei has been practicing martial arts for more than three months.

He is no longer the same person he once was.

Chu Zihang knew it without any doubt.

He is getting stronger.

As long as this goes on!

One day, he will return to that rainy day.

Draw your sword against God.

"Nice look."

Lu Mingfei appreciated it.

"Despite everything and make a desperate move."

"Senior, your decision belongs to human personality, not dragon type."

"I saw."

The young man nodded.

"The progress of the mental nourishment method is very good."

"It seems that you, senior, have initially adapted to the sleepless method."

"Um."

Chu Zihang said.

"got used to."

Nothing more than not sleeping.

It is nothing more than wrestling with the desire to kill night after night, which is the anchor of human personality.

"got used to……"

Lu Mingfei murmured.

These three light words represent many torturous nights and the danger of falling at any time.

A person walking a tightrope at a height of 1,000 meters is a challenge to the limit and is amazing.

A person walking a tightrope at a height of 1,000 meters every day is called a madman.

Apparently.

Chu Zihang is exactly such a madman.

Ordinary people would probably have had a mental breakdown.

He said.

got used to.

"As expected of you, senior."

Lu Mingfei said.

"how about you?"

Chu Zihang suddenly asked.

"You just said you had something to ask Caesar."

"What is it?"

"This."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while.

"Oh, senior, you left in a hurry in the end, and I forgot to tell you."

"Kyushu."

"I just said it on the radio, establishing a Kyushu branch."

"I heard people say that the student union was built from scratch by Caesar alone."

"I just wanted to ask him. There's nothing in the admissions instructions about establishing a new club, so I'm very confused."

"Is this why you issued a missing person notice?"

"certainly."

Lu Mingfei grinned.

"Senior, do you think I came to see Caesar just to have a fight?"

"Um."

Chu Zihang smiled.

"Is not it?"

"I know you."

"I know you won't be able to sit still for a day of freedom."

"Sooner or later he's going to make a mess."

"right,"

Murasame and Gunsa collided like thunder and angry dragons.

"Road Master!"

Chu Zihang pressed all the weight of his body.

Every step he took left visible scorch marks on the parking lot floor.

The strength of martial arts is concentrated in the body.

Murasame's blade glowed red.

That's not sword energy.

Rather, it is an abnormality caused by the force of a scorching nature.

Army assassin!

Murasame hit the military assassin!

In terms of the quality of the weapon alone, it is only a military thorn at the pinnacle of human technology. It is obviously not comparable to Murasame, a high-level alchemy tool.

But the person who used the military thorn was Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei cultivated the Heavenly Stake and gained Chaos Strength.

At some point, the surface of the military thorn became darkened, attracting light like a black hole.

The moment the red light on Murasame's blade came into contact with the darkness, it receded quickly, and the terrifying high temperature was also cooling down.

"It's not really a secret."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Similar to your scorching nature, senior, my Chaos Energy also has something special."

"Well, as for what to call it."

He thought about it.

"Let's call him Daqian."

"Well, senior, do you know what the fusion of Ten Thousand Elephants is?"

Don't wait for an answer, don't need to answer.

Lu Mingfei said softly.

"It's chaos."

The boy waved his hand casually.

The majestic force is unstoppable.

Chu Zihang's body tilted sharply.

At the critical moment, the boy thrust Murasame into the ground, using his strength to stabilize his body.

When he stopped, he actually left a deep sword mark of more than five meters on the ground of the parking lot.

Chu Zihang knelt on one knee, holding a knife in one hand, and his bangs hanging down covering his eyebrows.

No matter who it is, whether it is the members of the Lion Heart Club in the small building or the professors who are always ready to jump out and shout stop in the dark.

All speechless.

It seems that their states at the moment are surprisingly consistent.

stunned.

Lu Mingfei suddenly let out a breath.

It was clearly just a soft sound.

It sounded like thunder in the ears of all those watching the battle.

The young man was holding a military thorn.

Step by step, he walked towards Chu Zihang.

"Well, it's my first time to use this Daqian. I can't hold back my strength. I'm really sorry, senior."

Lu Mingfei said embarrassedly.

Look, the boy's harmless appearance is very deceptive.

If you just look at him now.

Look at his embarrassed smile.

There are also apologetic words.

Maybe some people will get the impression that "Isn't this just an ordinary high school student?"

But ah.

No one would associate the image of a young man who defeated Chu Zihang with an ordinary high school student.

An ordinary high school student is just a simple and kind little white rabbit.

Where is Lu Mingfei?

He is Super Saiyan Rabbit.

A T-Rex with one punch.

"It seems."

Chu Zihang coughed and stood up.

Pull up the village rain.

He walked towards Lu Mingfei.

"Junior, you really want to win."

"Hahaha, has it been seen?"

Lu Mingfei smiled innocently, as if he were a little white rabbit.

"Let me tell you first, I'm not trying to fight your Murasame doctrine, senior."

"So you want a Bugatti Veyron?"

"No no no."

Lu Mingfei waved his hands repeatedly.

There are flaws all over his body.

Chu Zihang did not move.

Lu Mingfei’s flaw?

Are you kidding? How could he have a flaw?

Chu Zihang just lowered his eyes, Cun Yu pointed to the ground sideways, and walked towards Lu Mingfei step by step.

Some kind of invisible and powerful momentum began to brew.

Lu Mingfei seemed unaware.

"Bu...Bugatti what?"

The young man said distressedly.

"It's hard to remember the names of these cars."

"I'm not interested in luxury cars anyway."

"It's the Norton Hall. If you want to establish a Kyushu branch, you must at least have a venue. It just so happens that as long as you win the free day, you can use the Norton Hall for free. That will be a big help."

"That's it."

Chu Zihang said.

"But I won't give up easily, Master Lu."

"Um."

Lu Mingfei raised the military thorn and faced the boy.

"Let me see."

"Your knife."

Later, Lancelot replayed Chu Zihang's sword countless times.

All technical means were used to assist in the analysis.

But, unknown.

Unable to analyze.

I can’t understand either.

Because that is basically an area that is beyond the reach of those who have not embarked on the path of martial arts.

It is the union of heart and God.

It is a knife that belongs exclusively to Chu Zihang.

Heavy rain fell.

The gods in heaven will drown the world.

The Maybach's accelerator was depressed.

The boy stood alone in the rain.

He closed his eyes.

The man's back was straight forward.

For the people I hold dearest.

Even if he is a god, I will kill him for you to see!

Chu Zihang opened his eyes.

The thorns that burst out of the gap flew high and plunged diagonally into the ground.

Murasame stopped in front of the boy's forehead.

Lu Mingfei stopped laughing.

A solemn look on his face.

In his clasped palms, there was the buzzing sound of Murasame.

"A very strong knife."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

"It's a pity that with your current cultivation level, you still can't cut it out completely."

He looked at Chu Zihang and asked.

"What's the name of this knife?"

"Weapon spectrum. Sword type."

Chu Zihang spoke softly, as if talking to himself.

"The rain falls and flows wildly."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"The rain falls and flows wildly."

he repeated.

Then he laughed.

"I look forward to the day when you can actually cut it off."

"Um."

Chu Zihang fell down.

Lu Mingfei hugged him quickly.

At the moment of bowing his head.

A few strands of black hair fell down.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

He put his hand in front of his forehead and touched the missing piece of bangs.

The young man burst into laughter.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

"As expected of you."

"Senior."

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang in his arms.

Repeat with a smile.

"The rain falls and flows wildly."

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