Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 83 The Old Cowboy Wants to Hold a Swimsuit Contest
"Ji Bing..." the headmaster pondered.

"I want to watch the video of the live battle, and immediately reinforce this place, heat insulation reinforcement!" The old cowboy said with a serious face, "It's not that it doesn't interact with the heat from the outside, it's just because this 'extreme' state is like The 'surface tension' of the water also blocks the release of the chill, but there is still a faint and extremely small heat interaction, and this 'surface tension' will gradually weaken over time until it completely breaks and explodes! Such a large piece of pole Ice...it can turn this place into an ice age in an instant!"

The researchers sprang into action, and the headmaster and the old cowboy came to an empty cubicle.

"Is that an exaggeration?" The principal was a little skeptical.

"Oh, to be precise, I don't know. After all, I haven't seen it, but the seriousness of it can better reflect my professionalism." The old cowboy replied.

"Damn it, I'm talking to you very seriously now!" The principal was completely speechless.

"Okay, so what did you mean by the wrong thing before? Is this huge piece of polar ice?" The old cowboy shrugged, causing his huge beer belly to bounce, "Although it is a very outrageous and rare thing , but if the bloodline level is relatively high, even a series of speech spirits that control the Lord of Ocean and Water, whose serial number is not too high, can be produced, at most, it will take a little effort."

"To what extent do you mean that the blood class is relatively high and requires a little effort?" the principal asked.

"Of course it's an S-level and then you're so tired that you're in a coma. If you're an A-level, even if you're exhausted, you can't make such a big piece, even if it's a particularly good A-level," the old cowboy replied, "Depending on your reaction, this freshman should If you are not exhausted, then it must be an S, after so many years, it seems normal to have a wild S-rank, right?"

"Then what if this freshman not only didn't pass out from exhaustion, but went to the steak cafeteria to eat steak for three hours?" the principal asked.

"Oh, it's normal, so it means that his speech spirit sequence is very high. The highest known so far seems to be the Ice Emperor, right? Maybe it's that? Logically, you can also infer this information, right?" the old man said. said the cowboy.

"That's a high-risk word spirit!" said the principal.

"Come on, what are you pretending to do in front of me? Judging from this thing, he has controlled it quite well. It is true that it takes physical strength to release the word spirit, but if it only consumes physical strength to release such a powerful word spirit, then it is impossible. What a genius, this is an excellent dragon-slaying seed!" The old cowboy lowered his voice, "If you don't win him over, I will immediately change my surname to Angers!"

"I'm not interested in suddenly having another relative." Principal Angers said with a straight face.

"A relative? Based on my age, I should be your elder!" The old cowboy raised his eyebrows meanly.

The headmaster had no words to refute, this guy was indeed right.

"So what exactly is wrong with what you're talking about? Worried about him being unknown? Or something else?" asked the old cowboy.

"No, his origin is quite clear. What's wrong is that this operation...this pure-blooded dragon...is different from normal dragons." The headmaster frowned, "It seems that something is wrong with his mind."

"Isn't it normal that there are so many dragons, and occasionally one with a brain problem?" said the old cowboy.

"But what if he knew his identity as a pure-blooded dragon, but didn't directly start mass killing and recovery, but organized an association and parade that clamored for 'perfect evolution'?" Anger handed him the information of this mission.

"...What kind of magical brain circuit is this? Knowing that he is a pure-blooded dragon, what perfect evolution does he need? Evolve into a dragon king? There is still such a promotion path for dragons?" The old cowboy frowned after reading the information. wrinkled.

"It feels more like someone is manipulating it behind the scenes. Maybe they want to use this operation to achieve some purpose. All the evidence so far should be on the pure-blooded dragon wrapped in extreme ice," Anger said. Say, "Perhaps you can help me find something."

"Is this your attitude when asking for help?" The old cowboy put his hands on his hips and put on a sinister smile, as if he was saying that I finally caught you and asked me for something.

"What do you want to do?" asked the principal.

"I'm having a swimsuit competition at school!" The old cowboy's eyes lit up.

"Are you so ambitious?" The headmaster just couldn't believe it.

"What's wrong with wanting to see young and beautiful girls in swimsuits!" the old cowboy said confidently, "By the way, I have to be the referee for the swimsuit competition! The rewards have to be credits!"

"Participate voluntarily. The reward cannot be credits or any items in the school. It can be a bonus, but you have to pay for it yourself." The principal said.

"Why are you so stingy!" The old cowboy gave him a disgusted look.

"I'm thinking of the students." The headmaster said with a blank expression.

"Okay, okay, then it's settled. I will try my best, but there is still a problem. If this problem is not solved, my research will not be possible." The old cowboy said.

"You can't push your limits in life." The principal said.

"This time I'm serious!"

Co-author, you also know how unreasonable the request you just said is!thought the principal.

"I need that freshman to help me unfreeze," said the old cowboy.

"Huh?" The principal was taken aback.

"You don't think it's easy to remove the extreme ice, do you? I wasn't joking before. If you don't arrange suitable measures, the chill inside might break out and the whole ice cellar might really turn into a veritable 'ice cellar'!" the old man said. The cowboy said, "Unless I spend a lot of money to arrange an alchemy matrix, but instead of that, it would be faster to let the freshmen come to help. Isn't there a saying in China that if you untie the bell, you must tie the bell?"

"I remember correctly that sentence doesn't seem to be used like this."

"It's really torturous for an old man to learn Chinese. Besides, the Chinese culture is extensive and profound, so we can't know the meaning of every word, so we just need to use the meaning that the other party can understand." The old cowboy waved his hand, "Yes By the way, have you seen the news on the night watchman forum?"

"What news, I've been busy since this afternoon and haven't had time to read it." The principal was puzzled.

"Then you have to take a good look at it... [Rescue Rescue Executive Department Mission], [S-Class that hasn't been seen in 40 years], the two freshmen have already overshadowed the young master of the Gattuso family before they officially entered the school." The old cowboy took out his phone and went to the night watchman forum, "Eh? Why is there another one? The S-level freshman is going to challenge that Cesar Gattuso? It's a lively night! Who do you think will win? Young People are really full of vigor, which is really enviable!"

"...To be honest, I'm not surprised..." The headmaster paused and said, "That freshman just feels unexpected."

"Being able to get such an evaluation from you, I am really more and more curious," the old cowboy flashed his interested eyes, "going to the scene as us may disturb them, why don't you just watch Fingal's text live broadcast Come on... Damn, this kid actually takes money! Are you crazy about poverty! "

　The sleeping machine is coughing badly...Go to the hospital to have a look, the current draft: 24
　　
　
(End of this chapter)