Chapter 216 You Are Not Qualified to Challenge Him

The quality of the speakers in the small town school was not good, and the current sound was jittery and occasionally cut off. But Silent Hill was not Centralia after all. When Lu Mingfei turned on the school's broadcast, a voice came out of nothingness. With his eyes closed, all the problems disappeared, and the boy's voice rang out, ringing in the ears of every mixed race in the town.

"Here is the big devil, here is the big devil."

"Can you hear me?"

Chu Zihang, who had just jumped off the roof, paused for a moment before pulling out Murasame. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the school.

Alexander frowned, and he exchanged a look with Robert Jr., who also shook his head.

Yuan Zhisheng stopped and looked at the school gate not far away.

The crow plucked its ears, looking confused.

"Wait, is there something wrong? Why...do I seem to understand Chinese?"

Yasha looked at him solemnly.

"You too?"

One after another, hybrids, perhaps registered senior hunters, or members of organizations such as the Supreme Council, no matter what their identities are, and no matter what they have been doing before, they all heard it at the same time. That boy's voice.

So, pairs of eyes turned to the school.

It has become the center of Silent Hill.

A whirlpool of struggle emerged.

In the trial of the third ring of the Iron Throne, the battle royale, after all the hybrids understood the relevant rules, they immediately understood that if they want to be the one who survives to the end, just having strong strength is not enough. At the same time, You must be careful to hide yourself.

At this time, Silent Hill has become a dark forest. Because of the rules and characteristics of the battle royale, there are no allies, and there is no need to bear the inner torture of killing. As long as they meet, the only development is to fight to the death.

Those who are careless will soon lose their energy due to continuous battles. After all, no matter how extraordinary the hybrids are, they are still just flesh and blood. They will get tired and lose strength. What's more, those who have the confidence to participate in the Iron Throne Trial, who is not a good player? No matter how powerful a person is, facing the hybrids in the town, defeating three, ten, or twenty in a row is already the limit.

Is there anyone really confident that they can defeat all the hybrids in Silent Hill?

The answer to this question is obvious.

Originally, that was the case.

Until they heard the announcement.

The young man said carelessly.

"I'm at school, in the broadcast room."

"Well, it seems to be more troublesome to find here."

He considers his opponents thoughtfully.

"Then come to the top of the building. I'll be waiting for you on the rooftop of the teaching building."

"all of you."

The boy said with a smile.

"To hell with those battle royale rules. To be honest, we're here now. Everyone's goals should be the same. The Iron Throne, the power of bronze and fire, it doesn't need to be as troublesome as the battle royale. I have it here. The key to the Iron Throne."

The...key to the Iron Throne?

Almost all hybrids' breathing increased subconsciously.

Some people even lit up their golden eyes involuntarily.

"Really?"

Mai Shutoku asked doubtfully.

"Does your boss still have that kind of thing?"

"do not ask me."

Fingel said innocently.

"I'm confused too."

The kunoichi chirped.

"but."

Fingel muttered.

"Boss, why does this broadcast sound so familiar to me? Have I heard it somewhere?"

Of course I have heard it before.

Chu Zihang remembered that not long ago, it was the first time Lu Mingfei appeared on the campus of Kassel in an S-class form.

It’s also radio.

Although the two are completely different, Cassel is a group of mixed-race students who cannot use speech spirits. No matter how talented and potential they are, they are only in the future. Silent Hill is different. Cassel's Heavenly In the eyes of this group of desperadoes who wear the appearance of "hunters", the proud people are nothing more than a group of rookies who have never seen blood.

Let’s put it this way, if the action of single-handedly challenging all the students in Kassel school is rated as “nightmare difficulty”, then the behavior of unilaterally provoking all hybrids in Silent Hill can be described as “seeking death”.

Regardless of nightmare difficulty or hell difficulty, there are still high-level players who can pass the level after all. Seeking death is different. Qingshan Cemetery faces south and faces spring all year round. Think about it, boss?

In short, this is not something ordinary people can do.

However, considering that the guy on the other end of the broadcast is called Lu Mingfei.

Not only was Chu Zihang not surprised, but he felt that it was reasonable and natural.

"Well, that's it."

The boy summed it up this way.

"Do you want supreme authority?"

"Want to ascend the Iron Throne?"

"I put everything here, on the rooftop of the teaching building!"

He issued a warm invitation over the radio.

"Come here, I'm right here, waiting for you!"

The silence lasted for a long time.

The crow looked at Yasha inquiringly.

"it's over?"

"perhaps."

"How arrogant, the guy who spoke."

"Speaking of which, don't you think what that guy said sounds familiar?"

"Well, it must be the S-class I saw during the day."

"If it's him, it doesn't seem to matter if he's a little arrogant."

"No, what I mean is that his last words don't sound familiar to you?"

"What's wrong?"

"One Piece, that's a famous line. It seems like our S-class likes watching anime."

"Isn't this kind of thing written in the materials?"

"Information is information. As a real man, of course you have to confirm it with your own eyes!"

Noticing Yasha's strange gaze, Crow touched his face and said with some concern.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No, um, you guy, do you listen to the radio with your eyes?"

"Believe it or not, I will chop you to death, bastard!"

The team of the Sheqi Ba family moved forward noisily.

Yuan Zhisheng did not scold his two retainers for their rudeness. Instead, the handsome man raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Along with the energetic conversation between Crow and Yasha, the young head of the Eight Sheqi Family seemed to be in a very good mood. Good look.

In fact, sometimes even Crow and Yaksha themselves feel that the young master's personality is so good that he doesn't treat them like subordinates at all. Compared with the master and his subordinates, their relationship is more like a relationship. Good friends, even besties.

This is exactly where Yuan Zhisheng's personal charm lies.

Finally, they approached the school gate.

There are already more than a dozen people gathered here. They are all ordinary tourists dressed up, but there are tourists with golden eyes and weapons of destruction. It is obvious that they are all hunters attracted by the school broadcast, and their purpose is very simple. , if that’s what the young man said.

The crow wanted to continue chattering, but was stopped by Yasha's terrifying look.

Several pairs of golden eyes glanced at them vigilantly, sizing up the four-person team, their eyes especially resting on the leader Yuan Zhisheng. This man was not easy to mess with at first sight.

Yuan Zhisheng and the four of them didn't need to dodge, and calmly looked at these hunters.

The two Crows were even more provocative.

Only experienced hunters know that when you encounter a beast in the forest, running away or lying on the ground pretending to be dead is the same as seeking death. It is difficult for humans to outrun the native beasts in the forest. As for pretending Damn it, I believe the black bear hound will be happy to give you a ride and get yourself a meal by the way.

There is only one way to survive, and that is to stare into the beast's eyes. It is ferocious, and you are even more ferocious than it. Tell it through your eyes that I am not someone to be trifled with.

Then slowly retreat.

As the saying goes, when encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave wins. Cowardice cannot solve any problem. You must be brave and fierce.

Crow and Yaksha, who used to hang out at the bottom of the Yakuza, understand this truth very well.

The four Yuan Zhisheng stood still, and the rest of the hunters did the same, paying careful attention to each other. The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke seemed to be lingering here. The scene was surprisingly subtle, like a powder keg that ignited with just a spark.

"Hey, why is it different from what I imagined?"

The crow lowered his voice in Yasha's ear.

"Didn't you say battle royale? I thought all hybrids would fight to death as soon as they met."

"Use your brain, idiot."

Yasha responded in a lower voice.

"Think about why we come to school."

"Oh, you mean...they are also here for S-class?"

"That's right."

The whispers between the two stopped abruptly.

The confronting hybrids looked in a certain direction almost at the same time.

From the darkness of the school, a petite figure stepped out.

That is a girl as beautiful as a doll.

She faced the gazes of everyone with golden eyes, walked calmly, and finally stood still, blocking everyone and the teaching building.

"Not everyone is qualified to challenge him."

The girl lit up her golden eyes.

"He who comes is stopped."

…………

"key?"

The little devil's face was full of curiosity.

"Why don't I remember there is such a thing?"

Lu Mingfei was looking at the rose amber in the moonlight.

After the thick fog disappeared, a huge crescent moon appeared over the town.

The location of the two of them was on the rooftop of the teaching building, which was the highest place in the town. The bright moon was above their heads, as if they were within reach.

Lu Mingfei put away the amber.

"You haven't heard of it, it's normal."

"I was just making it up."

"Making it up?"

The little devil sat next to Lu Mingfei, his legs hanging out of the rooftop, swaying.

"There's really nothing I can do about you, brother."

He said in a helpless tone.

"What would you do if you suddenly made up a story?"

"Needless to say!"

Lu Mingfei was very proud.

"Of course it saves time. Instead of me looking for them one by one, I might as well let them throw themselves into the trap and wait for work. Hum, do you know what Sun Tzu's Art of War is!"

"Well, although it seems a little weird to use it here by throwing yourself into a trap, it always feels a bit outrageous, but I have to say that if it is my brother, it really suits your style."

"That is, that is."

Lu Mingfei was already gearing up.

The little devil saw this and smiled as if he had succeeded in his prank.

"Brother, you are so impatient, can't you wait to fight with others?"

"Speaking of which, the fight will start later. Brother, you have to pay attention to your image."

"Pay attention to your image? What do you do to pay attention to your image? I'm not trying to make a movie."

"Although it's not a movie, there is a live broadcast."

"live streaming?"

For people of this era, words like live broadcast are really novel.

"Lend me your cell phone."

"oh oh."

"Okay, this is it. Brother, you can see it by clicking on it."

A smartphone is almost equivalent to a small computer. The web page that the little devil opened was the live broadcast of the Iron Throne Trial. Lu Mingfei saw the direction of the "big devil" at a glance.

what is it then?

He clicked in curiously.

The screen jumped, and soon Lu Mingfei saw it.

The smile also solidified on his face at the same time.

"This guy is..."

"Well, it's you, brother!"

"Why a stickman?"

"Really, what are you talking about?"

The little devil covered his mouth.

It's just his crooked eyebrows that betrayed his mood at the moment.

"Have you forgotten the World's No. 1 King of Fighters Invitational Tournament? Brother, you are a stickman. Isn't this normal?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the picture that could only be described as graffiti in a style similar to that of someone between three and six years old. There was a crooked moon above, a scribbled building below, and a lonely match sitting on the roof. people.

"Is this the live broadcast you're talking about?"

"OK!"

The little devil said proudly.

"Not just anyone can see your heroic fighting spirit, brother. It is already the highest honor to be able to show them the stick figure. They should burn incense and bathe."

Lu Mingfei imagined a person with a solemn look on his face while burning incense and bathing in front of a stick figure.

He shook his head quickly.

This picture is too inconsistent.

He turned off the screen and put away his phone.

"Forget it, if this is the live broadcast you're talking about, then let's just leave the image as it is, it doesn't matter."

"etc."

As if thinking of something, he made a move.

Lu Mingfei looked thoughtful.

"Didn't you say that Silent Hill is your world? It is an illusory world as opposed to reality."

"Well, that's right."

"If that's the case, why can I still browse the web on my phone?"

"Oh, if it's just such a small thing, brother."

said the little devil.

"It seems you don't really understand what it means to be one body and have two sides."

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei pondered and nodded.

"I seem to understand a little bit."

"That's not all."

said the little devil.

"Brother, have you forgotten that Shirley doesn't speak Chinese."

Lu Mingfei's expression changed.

"But you can still communicate smoothly and understand each other without any obstacles."

The little devil spread his hands.

"Look, I'm awesome."

He said this as if taking credit.

"Is it a mental ability?"

Lu Mingfei smiled broadly at the little devil.

"As expected of my brother."

"That is."

Lu Mingfei quickly put these things aside. For him now, nothing was more interesting than the upcoming battle.

He was super looking forward to it.

A small town hybrid.

This was probably the most enjoyable battle he had ever had since returning to the dragon world.

However, time passed by minute by second, and he waited and waited, but still no one came.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"Don't you think it's weird, brother?"

"Well, those half-breeds, where are they?"

The little devil glanced at the school door and then looked in a certain direction.

"Brother, you have some very reliable friends."

…………

"Step aside!"

Alexander said.

Silence, silence.

What responded to him was the sharp light of the sword.

Murasame unsheathed.