Dragon Race: Start with Summoning Eri Yi

Chapter 157 Inheriting the Word Spirit

"WTF…"

Xia Mu murmured.

The flames burning on Constantine were different from before, not only did not cause any harm, but also gave him a warm feeling.

It's like a transmission of power, and swallowing.

The flames burned quietly, adhering to the surface of his body like water waves.

Yan Ling·Jun Yan.

Word Spirit: Bronze Throne.

Yanling·Candle Dragon.

……

Xia Mu was stunned.

'really…'

'How could I awaken so many speech spirits, all of which belonged to the King of Bronze and Fire, and took off in place? '

Then he reacted.

It's useless to use many words. Since he is still of A-level bloodline, the power he releases is just that, and there is no need to use any world-killing words.

Moreover, I dare not use it at all.

To be caught and sliced!

The Equipment Department and Research Institute of Kassel College are beckoning to him.

"A sufficient amount of dragon's blood can activate the S-level bloodline. Constantine's blood can definitely be used, but in public..."

Xia Mu looked around, especially Anger's calm and deep eyes, and gave up this tempting thought.

If it is 100 times, it will take more than 8 months for Eliyi to bleed...

"puff."

Han Bafang was finally pulled out by him, and the flames on his body disappeared at this moment.

"Principal..." Xia Mu sent Han Bafang back to the sword case, turned around and untied the sword case, and wanted to hand it back to Angers.

"Come to my office later."

Angers waved his hand, straightened his slightly messy bow tie, and turned his head to all the students with a gentle smile.

"This dragon invasion crisis is over, thank you for your efforts!"

The students heaved a sigh of relief, put down the muzzles of their guns and pointed them at the ground, put on the safety catch, and put their eyes on Xia Mu intentionally or unintentionally, unable to tell whether it was admiration or awe.

After slaughtering the second generation species, and then slaughtering the first generation species, is this person still a human being, let alone a dragon...

"I need to thank the freshman Xia Mu even though he used the alchemy sword bestowed by the academy, but he has paid a lot of effort and cost." Anger said again.

The expressions of awe and vigilance on the faces of many students relaxed, and the applause gradually sounded, and then it surged like a tide, submerging Xia Mu.

Originally, they thought that after Xia Mu entered school, at most he would be on the same level as Chu Zihang and Kaiser, and it would take a year or two to completely exceed it, but they didn't expect the change to come so quickly.

What is the concept of slaughtering the King of Bronze and Fire in front of everyone?
Even though there have been many times in history when the Dragon King was put to sleep, they were all heroes in the history of mixed races, not fledgling students.

All the students believe that if Xia Mu raises the banner now to set up a "Muyi Club", the number of people will explode in minutes!

"Xia Mu is the new vice president of the Lion Heart Club. New students who want to join the Lion Heart Club can sign up for the assessment in the near future."

Susie's pleasant voice sounded, making the eyes of many new students light up.

As Chu Zihang's all-around back-up, she is very competent.

If this matter is left to Chu Zihang, then he will not choose the timing at all, and will only post a new recruiting announcement at the door of the Lionheart Club, whether love will come or not.

"Lu Mingfei, does the promise from the top of the mountain still count?" Nuonuo ran behind Lu Mingfei at some point and poked him in the waist.

Lu Mingfei turned around: "Ah? What?"

"Oh, I remembered, um, yes." He didn't know what he was thinking, and his whole body was in an inexplicable trance.

Nuonuo nodded, with a promising expression on your face: "Caesar has an explanation, whether it's a misnomer or not, at least it's an S-rank."

"Interesting, that girl."

Lu Mingfei's eyes blurred, and Nuonuo's figure turned into a little devil.

Looking in the direction of his fingers, I saw Erika who had the same red hair but a very different temperament standing silently on the roof, looking at Xia Mu for a moment.

"What happened to her?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Her verbal spirit is the strongest among all the hybrids present, her verbal spirit Judgment, serial number 111." said the little devil.

"Oh..." Lu Mingfei responded, then raised his head again, "Eh? Taller than Xia Mu?"

"Do you think it was Xia Mu who slayed the dragon just now?"

The little devil came up with a melon out of nowhere and gnawed: "It's like Angers helping you cut Constantine's vitals. If you punch in the Philosopher's Stone, is it you or Angers who slays the dragon?"

"Of course it's the principal. Anyone can take the shot. It doesn't have to be me." Lu Mingfei knew very well how much money he had.

"So she who can cut Constantine with the will of 'judgment' is stronger." The little devil thought for a while and added, "Of course, it is also very rare to be able to pull out the blood of 'arrogance' itself."

"Aren't they a bit strange?" Lu Mingfei pointed at Xia Mu and Eri Yi.

The little devil said indifferently: "It's probably a certain speech effect, don't worry about it, it's only a semi-finished product, it will lose its effect."

"Unfortunately, the business didn't work out..."

He threw away the melon rind in his hand, and kicked Lu Mingfei on the back in a bad mood: "Goodbye."

"Ah! You bastard kicked me again!"

Lu Mingfei danced and slammed his head into something, and was wrapped up softly by the fragrance.

"Wow--"

There were exclamations one after another.

Lu Mingfei raised his head in horror, and met Nuonuo's reddish face.

"Lu! Ming! No!"

At the next moment, Nuonuohe Dongshi roared and kicked him away: "Do you think I am seducing you to join the student union?!"

"Ow."

Lu Mingfei ran away in embarrassment, covering his head like a mouse.

Many people secretly aimed at Caesar.

Caesar was expressionless.

"Good melon." Xia Mu clapped his hands in praise.

"Mumu," Erika ran back to him, pointing curiously, "Does he like her?"

"Probably... an accident." Xia Mu said.

"Oh," Erika showed a pondering expression, "Will it be as comfortable as hugging Mumu?"

Xia Mu scratched his head: "Maybe..."

"I also like to lean on the flat wood, it's very reassuring." Erika stretched out her hand and poked his chest.

Xia Mu coughed dryly and pulled her hand down.

Fortunately, Nuonuo didn't hear it, otherwise it would be another wave of critical attacks...

"Xia Mu, come with me." Principal Ange beckoned, attracting attention.

"Go back and rest first, I'll find you later." Xia Mu let go of Erika's hand.

"Okay," Erika nodded, "I'll wait for you to take a shower together."

Xia Mu: "..."

"Tea? Red wine?"

The quaint furniture in the principal's office was all piled up of money at first glance, exuding a luxurious atmosphere under the bright lights.

"Tea, thank you." Xia Mu sat on the sofa, looked around, without any nervousness.

Angers smiled gently, boiled water to make tea, and did it step by step with charm.

"I learned it more than sixty years ago and have been using it until now. It is the tea ceremony in your place."

Xia Mu took over the tea bowl, blowing on the hot air, and taking a sip, the fragrance of the tea overflowed.

Angers looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "You have high requirements for this kind of tea ceremony etiquette, as if it is engraved in your genes, even if you drink tea at home, you will subconsciously do it... Didn't you learn it?"

(End of this chapter)