Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

Suffocating huge wind pressure, violent swings, high-heat airflow, and very difficult to climb dragon scales.

Any one of these difficulties can stump most dragon slayers.

But even in the face of such a goal, Chu Zihang's eyes were still very calm.

His brain is like the brain of a meticulous robot, calmly analyzing everything.

It was enough to feel timidity once, and he paid a heavy price for it.

But now, his calm mind made the quickest reaction.

Howling's sharp claws were about to hit him in front of him, he pulled out the knife fiercely, and ran up quickly with a reaction force and speed that ordinary people could not match.

Over there is the position of the membrane wing. In order to increase the probability of the other claw hitting Chu Zihang, the dragon stopped swinging this hand.

But I didn't expect that this would provide convenience for Chu Zihang's actions, but is it really that easy to run on the mirror-like scales? If he stumbles, he will fall into hell.

But he did it. It is hard to imagine that human beings have such responsiveness and judgment.

In just 0.5 seconds, he made the most correct response.

There was a violent shaking, which was the sound of another paw slapping behind Chu Zihang.

There was another violent wind pressure, and a paw swung towards Chu Zihang's reassurance.

The smooth scales under the feet, every step on them is like dancing with swords, which can only be done by people with the most determined and balanced sense.

And under almost exhausting all his strength, on the claw arm, when the scales meet, occasionally there will be protruding thorns,

Those spikes still pierced the soles of his feet, and bright red blood flowed down drop by drop.

The sharp claws on his back were already in front of him, and he could almost take Chu Zihang away in the next moment.

In the air, human beings cannot use force.

This giant dragon will catch Chu Zihang and crush him like a ball!
Closer, closer, in front are the wings of dragons.

Without any feathers, only some finely scaled membranous wings.

In terms of dragon biology, Chu Zihang clearly remembered the characteristics of several dragon wings.

He got angry, jumped up suddenly, and stomped hard on the flying tool.

Sure enough, it was soft to the touch. The bones of such wings were made of skin, fascia, and flesh, and were filled with gelatin.

It has great elasticity.

He stepped on it hard, and then a greater force bounced off his feet, and he rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

That's his goal, Dragon Head!
The sharp blade in Chu Zihang's hand beeped, and the flames shot up into the sky. Seen from a distance, it turned into a shooting star, violently hitting the dragon's head.

"This big brother is so fierce." On the ground floor of the building, Lu Mingfei looked at the little shadow, his jaw almost hit the ground in shock.

Do you really have the courage to look straight at something like this?
There was even such an extremely shocking scene in front of him.

On this day, Lu Mingfei knew that there is such a thing as a spirit of speech in the world.

In fact, Lu Mingfei is very familiar with this thing, isn't this a superpower?

Boys and girls rely on this thing to pretend to be aggressive, fall in love, and then defeat those enemies that are difficult to defeat, and then pretend to be crazy again and then fall in love.

Isn't that the case, those powerful people can always surpass ordinary people in many ways.

Masters always draw their swords without saying a word.

And passer-by A can only say, so awesome, I want to give birth to a monkey for you.

That person named Chu Zihang is that master, and there is no need for everyone to sit down and discuss what you are doing and what he is doing.

He just said coldly, leave this guy to me.

Then turn around, the sunset is his background board, and the powerful villain is his stepping stone.

These things that Lu Mingfei had fantasized countless times were perfectly performed at this moment.

But that hero is not me.

The roar of the dragon was overwhelming, and Lu Mingfei suddenly found that there was no one around him.

In Lu Mingfei's field of vision, under the huge dragon's body, dense black spots have come to the dragon's feet.

Even the girl with tears on her face, Lu Mingfei saw it clearly, she rushed to the front line.

The delicate girl with long hair parted in the middle and a cold face held a Glock in her hand and rushed to the front, almost reaching the dragon's body. .

Those seemingly ants-like things burst out a huge, dazzling fountain of power.

It shines into Lu Mingfei's heart. In fact, in many cases, the growth of human beings is just a momentary thing.

It depends on whether you accept it or not.

In Lu Mingfei's sluggish gaze, the girl who looked pitiful was climbing up with hands and feet.

Lu Mingfei couldn't see her face clearly, but he could imagine her hardships. The bodies of dragons sprayed hot air, and they would swing their bodies violently. There were countless large and small protrusions and spikes on their bodies.

What kind of people is this helping?

Lu Mingfei clearly heard that their vice president told them to stay away from this attacking distance.

But what kind of place is Kassel College? It cultivates the top hybrids, full of weirdos and lunatics.

The moment the vice president lost contact, they couldn't care about any instructions.

Everyone swarmed up.

Lu Mingfei, who was in deep fear, didn't realize when they rushed over.

None of the key members of the League backed down.

The girl who took the lead was named Bloomfield, although she was reckless, she was very brave.

They are worthy of the chairman and vice-chairman, and their organization can be maintained only by some illusory brotherhood and other things.

Without the vice president and president, they are just a mess, and will be divided up by the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union in a few days.

Most of them are newcomers, and there are also old people who have been excluded in Zibie. Everyone hugs together to keep warm. Under the wings of the two bosses who are full of personality and charm, they are enough to gain a foothold in that madman's paradise.

The original rules were broken, and the newly enrolled freshmen had one more option, and that was the League.

It's not like the ascetic practice of the Lionheart Society, and it's not like the intricate factions of the Student Union, where a bunch of rich second-generation dragon-slaying families drink expensive red wine and talk loudly.

The guidelines here are relatively loose.

As long as you treat me as a brother, I will treat you as a brother too.

This almost utopian, verbally tacit agreement has risen rapidly under the unique charm of the two bosses.

Until today, it has developed into the third largest society of the college.

If you can't fit into the circle of rich kids and don't want to live that kind of ascetic life, then you can choose to join the Tongmenghui.

There are the most freshmen here, the most loyal, and the whole team is dispatched if one person is in trouble.

If one is not enough, we will join a group, there is nothing wrong with it, it is the group of mixed races who are not very reasonable.

Therefore, among the three major associations, the one that caused the teachers the most headache was the Tongmenghui.

All kinds of complaints and protests are endless.

But there is no way.

The principal is Xia Tian's mentor, and the Jersey family is the school manager.

Who do you go to complain to?
Rumor has it that Jersey's father is an unreasonable master, and even considered kicking the school board and withdrawing capital from Kassel.

And now, such an extremely cohesive community has exposed its minions.

What vice president, you lost contact.

Oh, that's fine.

Brothers fuck guys, this dragon will be killed.