Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 102 New Projection, Dragon (510)

"I like it!" Mo Qiuran nodded in admiration without hesitation.

"You can come and sit more if you like." The principal pointed to the stools in front of the desk, "Mo Qiuran, Chu Zihang, please sit down, Finger, please sit down too, I remember you seemed to be Got my "Dragon Family Genealogy" and it seems to be an A."

"Principal, you have a really good memory!" Fingel said with a sneer.

"I'm already an old man, and my memory is not very good, so I asked Norma to check it for me...Of course, this is not what we are going to talk about now, so let's put it aside for now."

The headmaster shook a kraft paper bag in front of Finger, on which was written "Grade Portfolio" and Finger's name and student number underneath, but he did not open it, but put it aside. folder.

Fingel's expression at this time probably resembles that of an ordinary person who is not good at drinking, forcibly drank a catty of liquor and is still doing something that needs to use his brain... Four words can be summed up to describe his face as dead ashes.

The principal took out two stacks of white A4 paper and two sharpened pencils from the folder, and handed them to Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang.

"The 3E exam, according to the normal process, will be conducted in a special special classroom, with a special portfolio and top-secret test papers... that's right, it's the A4 paper in your hand." The principal introduced, but seeing the calm face Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang immediately understood something, and looked to Fingel.

Fingel showed a puzzled expression at the right time, but it might be that he hadn't adjusted from the ashen state, so the expression was extraordinarily stiff.

"It seems that a certain senior introduced a lot of things to the juniors in advance, and it saved me a lot of effort. After all, I am not a member of the Disciplinary Committee." The principal blinked playfully, and then became serious again, " It is out of my own consideration to take this special private 3E exam for you.”

"Because of our particularity?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Yes, being special is also called genius. Genius is a good thing, but being too talented is sometimes not a good thing in the world of mixed races," the principal nodded, "Mixed races outside the Norma system assessment This kind is very rare, especially through the previous actual battles, it can be concluded that your bloodline is very high, so we must face a decision about how pure your bloodline is."

"Are you worried about becoming a dead waiter?" Mo Qiuran nodded.

"Yes, it seems that you haven't forgotten what I told you on the train. I think you will be good students in the future." The principal nodded in satisfaction. This feeling is that a conscientious teacher meets a good student , The feeling of happiness will rush to the face.

"We always take first and second!" Mo Qiuran patted Chu Zihang to show that he was actually still there.

"That would be great," said the headmaster with a smile. "Then let's get started, and you can do whatever you want, chat or draw whatever you want."

"Principal, don't I need to go out?" Fingel raised his hand.

"That's not necessary. The second purpose of calling you here is to prevent two outstanding freshmen from accidentally destroying my office after entering Spirit Vision. After all, I'm old and not as energetic as two young people. .” The principal said and handed Fingel a soundproof earmuff.

"Principal, how can you say that he is also a hero who can run a horse with his arms..." Fingel looked at the strong arm of the principal and complained silently in his heart.

So this probably the simplest 3E exam in history started with Principal Ange taking out a tape and putting it into the radio and pressing the play button. Both the principal and Fingel were wearing soundproof earmuffs, while Mo Qiu Ran and Chu Zihang were listening to the piano music coming from the radio in a serious manner, holding a pencil, and readying themselves for the pure white A4 paper in front of them.

I only talk about the piano music because Mo Qiuran doesn't know the name of the song... It is very difficult for him to enjoy the piano with peace of mind because of his temperament that he can't sit still at all, so for the piano music, Mo Qiuran The range of his understanding is limited to this music, which sounds good and which doesn’t sound good. If we expand the range of music a little... He is very good at Erhu and Suona... He has learned both of them, and he is very good at learning them very quickly, but he is forced to Under the pressure of the surrounding residents, he could only seal the skills of these two musical instruments.

"Huh? In this way, if Caesar asks me to challenge me in music, wouldn't I be able to compare with him? Suona is the king of all kinds of instruments!" Mo Qiuran suddenly came to inspiration.

Listening to the familiar tune, Chu Zihang immediately recognized that it was from Beethoven's Sad Sonata, but he knew that the Kassel Academy did not test their knowledge of music theory, but used it as a cover to transfer the real tune, It hides the tone that Longwen can trigger spiritual vision.

So when he settled down to listen, he heard it.

The scorching gold seemed to flow, but was suppressed by some powerful force from the outside world. Chu Zihang's usually expressionless face showed a hint of ferocity, and then there was bottomless despair. His hand holding the pencil was unconscious. Sliding across the paper as if, the messy lines gradually began to appear a clear and hideous picture.

The principal stared at Chu Zihang.

"Such sadness and despair, what have you experienced..." the principal thought to himself.

Then he looked at Mo Qiuran again.

Mo Qiuran, who realized that Chu Zihang had entered the state, was also planning to write.

He tried really hard to listen to it, but he couldn't catch it at all. To him, it was really just a piano piece... and a little complicated.

So, I can only gamble!

What Mo Qiuran was going to draw was the image of God King Odin that he had seen through the Ice Crystal Eagle, because if I remember correctly, both Odin's armor and the armor on his eight-legged Pegasus were engraved Long Wen's!
There is no way, without spirit vision and unable to steal the answer to the question, Mo Qiuran can only choose to gamble... But just when he was about to make a move, his movements stopped.

Because, in his system space, a temporary projection appeared, and this projection... is shining!
It was a person whose whole body was covered by armor, and his head was covered by a ferocious mask, leaving only a Y-shaped gap, and a terrifying golden light in his eyes!He held a large shield with bone spurs in his left hand, and a sharp spear in his right hand. On the spear was a bone-like barb, and the spear tip was a sharp spike...like the tail of...something prick!

"A dragon's tail thorn."

As Mo Qiuran subconsciously used the projection, a strong and firm voice sounded in Mo Qiuran's ear.

Then, Mo Qiuran's vision changed.

Everywhere you look, there are flames of war!

The sky is burning with the red color of doom, which is the scene brought about by the evaporation of the hot blood of countless dragons after they were killed!
"My name is Atreus."

From Mo Qiuran's perspective, the spear was raised and then retracted, not to stop the spear, but... to accumulate power!
"I am, Dragon Slayer Warrior!"

　Okay, that's it for tonight, the sleeping machine really can't hold it anymore... I went to bed and went to sleep... I will get up tomorrow and continue coding...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)