Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 935 Blood
Since Yang Cong directly became the president of the Freshmen's Association, many wavered. Some freshmen and old students who admired Yang Cong chose to join the Freshmen's Association.

After Yang Cong entered the Freshman Association, he directly issued a notice.

Two notices were sent to the desks of Chu Zihang from the Lion Heart Club and Caesar from the Student Union.

"From today onwards, the Freshman Association will be renamed the Dragon Eater Club. The chairman of the Dragon Eater Club will be Yang Cong, the vice president will be Lu Mingfei, and Finger will be the military adviser of the Dragon Eater Club. The base of the Dragon Eater Club will be 'Norton Hall. ', everyone is welcome to come for sightseeing, if it is a guest, it must be welcomed with courtesy, but if it is a vicious dog, it must be returned with a stick."

To be honest, after seeing this notice, although both of them received the same notice, their attitudes were completely different after seeing it.

"This Yang Cong is expected." After seeing this notice, Chu Zihang couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

At this time, the girl beside Chu Zihang couldn't help but said: "This Yang Cong is so arrogant, if we don't punish him and dampen his momentum, I'm afraid we won't take us seriously."

Hearing this, Chu Zihang shook his head: "No need, although Yang Cong's rise is not good for us, but it doesn't pose much threat to us. After all, compared to us, Caesar and the others hate Yang Cong deeply, you know me Did you say anything?"

"Let them bite the dog." The girl nodded.

"And one more thing, this Yang Cong is very extraordinary." Chu Zihang said.

"Extraordinary? I think he is quite ordinary, except that he is a little handsome." The girl said.

"No," Chu Zihang shook his head, and said, "You don't understand that feeling, you also know that I have golden pupils, and you know what it does, but that time, my golden pupils failed."

"You mean?" The girl looked at Chu Zihang in surprise.

"And it's more than that, when I saw his eyes." Chu Zihang recalled the feeling at the beginning, and couldn't help shivering: "It seems like an ancient majesty and inviolability."

"So scary?" The girl was a little confused. In her heart, she always felt that Chu Zihang was the strongest.

But now Chu Zihang said that Yang Cong was stronger than him, and that he could ignore his golden pupils, and on the contrary could pose a threat to him, which the girl never thought about.

"Okay, let Caesar do it, let's just watch, one more enemy is worse than one more friend." Chu Zihang said.

Compared with Chu Zihang's calmness, Caesar didn't have such a good temper.

Originally, he was going to let people see if he could win over Yang Cong. After all, he is also a headstrong person and a natural leader.

"This damn Yang Cong." After seeing this piece of paper, Caesar gritted his teeth.

"Why, he provoked you again." Nuonuo beside him couldn't help laughing.

"Hmph... I will deal with him when the time comes." Caesar thought for a while, and now is not the time to act. If he wants to find the right time to deal with Yang Cong, he must find a good opportunity, and he cannot go directly.

Now that Yang Cong's momentum is in full swing, going now is undoubtedly to build momentum for Yang Cong.

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And Yang Cong didn't know that one of his announcements directly angered the most powerful force in the entire academy.

But even if he gets angry, he is not afraid, he still hopes that Caesar will come to challenge him for a duel.

Forcing Caesar to use the spirit of speech, so that he can copy his.

But it's a pity that Yang Cong doesn't seem to have learned any language skills so far.

But he did learn Qilan's words.

Speech Spirit: Prophet
Effect: Can predict a certain future.

However, the spirit of this speech is relatively tasteless. To put it bluntly, it is fortune-telling.

But when Yang Cong was doing the calculations for himself, he found that his future was dark, and he couldn't see anything at all.

At that time, Yang Cong got black lines all over his head, why can everyone else's test come out, but his own can't.

But what makes Yang Cong a little happy is that he can actually transform the techniques he originally possessed but is now restricted.

But what gave him a headache was that he hadn't finished one after a long time, which gave him an extremely headache.

However, although the skills did not increase, Yang Cong got another good thing.

This is Lu Mingfei's blood.

Looking at the cup of scarlet blood in front of him, Yang Cong couldn't help licking his lips.

"Okay, Yang Cong, I'm repaying your favor now." Lu Mingfei sat there limply and looked at Yang Cong, and said, "We're done."

"Happy cooperation, haha." Yang Cong directly picked up the cup of blood in front of him and drank it.

Originally blood was full of fishy smell, but after Yang Cong drank this cup of Lu Mingfei's blood, it didn't have the expected fishy smell, on the contrary it was a bit sweet.

Pursing his lips, Yang Cong drank the blood directly.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for devouring special blood and gaining an upgrade and extra speech and spirit fusion rewards."

"The Oldest Dragon (5.2%)"

"Reward extra speech and spirit fusion, speech and speech: one word ban."

Speech Spirit: One Word Prohibition
Effect: It can be used on people whose strength is not higher than their own bloodline, so that ordinary people whose effective time is 10 minutes, the number of times per person is limited to one per day.

"Awesome, not bad."

Yang Cong was very happy, because after absorbing Lu Mingfei's blood, it increased by [-]% at once, which was very spiritual.

Moreover, he also obtained a new speech spirit. Although the effect of this speech spirit is weaker than the techniques he had previously mastered, it is better than nothing.

And this also made Yang Cong see business opportunities.

Seeing Yang Cong looking at him like a beauty, Lu Mingfei couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body.

"What do you want, let me tell you, I have someone I like." Lu Mingfei put his arms around the quilt, as if he would rather die than follow through.

"I also have someone I like." Yang Cong said: "But I really want to make a deal with you again. Remember, the deal between the two of us is still valid. If you ask me for help, I need a cup of your blood."

"Damn, you can't really be a vampire." Lu Mingfei said with a depressed face.

"If I were a vampire, I would still make a deal with you." Yang Cong rolled his eyes at Lu Mingfei, and said, "I'll just keep you in captivity. It's just that your blood is useful to me and belongs to me."

"Oh... That's good." Lu Mingfei nodded, then turned to look at Yang Cong, and said, "I won't make deals with you anymore, I don't want me to die from ischemia."

"Tch, look at yourself, there is nothing serious." Yang Cong said, "This shows that this little blood is nothing to you."

(End of this chapter)