Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 90 Chu Zihang VS Ryoma

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The dazzling gun flame illuminated the bright red blood of Sanguine Les on the gun body, and at the same time, the scalding temperature was also burning Chu Zihang's clothes and skin.

But he didn't realize it, and tried his best to control the amazing recoil of the bolt pistol, and fired four shots in a row.

The sound of gunshots drowned out the sound of rain, and four metal storm bombs escaped.

Longma pursed his lips contemptuously, feeling quite disdainful and contemptuous of Chu Zihang's behavior of pulling out a gun during the swordsmanship competition.

But Chu Zihang is not Japanese, so he doesn't care about talking about bushido with Ryoma.

Moreover, his attack also belongs to the "gun-drawing gesture" of "Qi's sword technique". When he read it for the first time, he was shocked, but after thinking about it, it is also in line with General Qi's outstanding and innovative weapons and military talents.

Lu Mingfei also often taught him to use bolters more in battle, so that the Emperor's Wrath would purify those aliens and heresies.

Ryoma changed his stance, and the target of Yinghua Fangshen changed from Chu Zihang to the four explosive bombs that pierced the rain curtain.

The light of the knife flickered, and he cut open these thumb-thick black bombs instantly with a sharp slash—it would be too wishful thinking to use such a trick to attack and kill the "dragons and horses" of the fierce ghosts.

He wanted to grin his lips to ridicule Chu Zihang, but a black rainstorm suddenly erupted in front of him——

Hundreds of sharp and sharp metal shrapnel shot out from the explosion of the four explosive bombs cut open by him!
Longma's face changed slightly, it was too late to lift the knife and slash, let alone release the words.

He could only turn sideways hastily, protecting his vitals with his solid back and arms covered with gray-white scales.

After the incident at the Sacred Heart Maria Hospital, Lu Mingfei asked the equipment department to find a way to increase the power of the metal storm bombs, and the explosive geniuses readily agreed.

As for how it was enhanced - just like the normal Astartes don't know how the Mechanicus created the Terminator power armor, Lu Mingfei didn't know and didn't ask.

And judging from the final product, the equipment department deserves to be the department that can convert signal flares into miniature rockets——

There was a muffled sound, each piece of metal shrapnel was like a fierce drill cutting the body of Ryoma fiercely, and the black blood was splashed with shattered scales.

"Bang bang bang-"

Seeing that the bolt gun attack had achieved remarkable results, Chu Zihang emptied the bullets in the magazine in one go, then immediately dropped the bolt pistol and charged with Murasame.

He took a deep breath, the golden intent flowing in his eyes became more intense, his eyes focused on the dragon horse surrounded by black metal shrapnel, everything in the world seemed to be clearly reflected in his eyes.

From this moment on, his body underwent a radical change.

The blood rushes in the blood vessels like a river after the ice has thawed, every cell is like a spring bud, breathing with all its strength, and the endless power is silently transmitted along the muscles and meridians.

He was "bloody".

……

"The secret technique of the Lionheart Society."

Angers put a simple and dilapidated notebook on the table, and the tea in the bone china cup reflected the bright sunlight outside the skylight.

"Do you want me to hand it over to Lu Mingfei?"

Chu Zihang glanced lightly, and on the blue-gray cover of the notebook were written classical words like musical notes:
Release the lion heart.

"It can be given to him, but I don't think he should need it. He is a lion himself."

Angers smiled and picked up the bone china cup, lightly savoring the rich aroma of Wuchang Mountain Dahongpao in the cup, "I'm going to give it to you."

"Release the heart of the lion... what does that mean?"

Chu Zihang's gaze fell back to the cover of the notebook.

"If there is a lion hidden in our dragon blood..."

Angers put down the porcelain cup and spoke slowly.

Why is it a lion again... why not change the metaphor?This is not the African savannah. You can replace it with a tiger, an elephant, a polar bear, and anything. In short, don't come to the lion again.

Even Chu Zihang couldn't help complaining silently in his heart.

"Then if we are willing to untie the rope that binds the lion, we can gain its power."

"...and we are the rope itself?"

Chu Zihang asked tentatively.

"That's right, this is a technology that instantly improves the purity of the bloodline through spiritual means to gain enormous power. We call it—'Blood Violence'."

"This is also the meaning of the Lionheart Society, a secret party group-a society that releases the hearts of lions."

"What's the price?"

Chu Zihang's heart beat slightly, but he wasn't too excited.

Months of prayer and contemplation had made his state of mind calmer—or ground paralyzed, so to speak.

"You should know Deadpool, right? It seems that you secretly made up lessons."

"Is the price for gaining power to become that kind of alien?"

Chu Zihang frowned.

"Raging blood is indeed a dangerous technology to gain power beyond the critical blood limit. But whether it will degenerate into an alien... Well, I mean Deadpool."

"The control still lies with you yourself—it's not because you crossed the critical blood limit that you lost your mind and fell, but because you lost your mind and crossed the critical blood limit and fell."

"As for the specific explanation, you should read this notebook slowly by yourself."

Angers drank the mellow tea in the cup in one gulp.

"Why give it to me?"

After a while, Chu Zihang asked softly.

"Because you need strength...or we all need strength to face those noble 'powers' themselves."

Anger leaned down, staring at Chu Zihang with those clear eyes that have seen through a hundred years of vicissitudes:
"I really liked that sentence you said in class the day before yesterday... so why don't you try it?"

"Although as a highly respected educator, I shouldn't encourage students to do such dangerous things... But we are all avengers, classmate Chu Zihang."

He said softly, his eyes seemed to follow Chu Zihang's heart back to that dark rainy night.

There was a loud thunder, and Chu Zihang chanted the high and ancient syllables, but the speed was several times faster than before.

It sounds like the sacred and solemn opera chanting fast-forwarded to street singing and dancing rap.

Different from the visually stunning fireball bombardment, this time, Yanling Junyan launched the invisible field.

The high temperature spread within a diameter of 1.5 meters with Chu Zihang as the center, and the temperature in the field soared instantly, and the pouring rain was immediately vaporized when it touched the high temperature field.

He approached Ryoma under the high temperature, and the water along the way was quickly dried up. Although Ryoma felt a little uncomfortable, he was already ready to fight.

He dodged the second round of bolt shots, and he was not stupid enough to continue to take this kind of attack that was as powerful as a grenade.

At the same time, he also released his speech spirit.

Yan Ling. Moment.

Serial number 72, the word spirit known for its speed.

Strengthen the third-order acceleration, 8 times faster!
Longma's speed increased like a skyrocket, and he stepped into Chu Zihang's high-temperature field. The high temperature baked the wound on his back, and his powerful self-healing ability was greatly slowed down.

But he only has Chu Zihang in his eyes!
He brazenly swung his knife at Chu Zihang, this time killing him with absolute strength and speed.

The light of the knife overwhelmed the torrential rain!

Juhe Zhan, Ye Luoliuxin, Lion Appearance, Cherry Blossom Relieves God...

The speed at which the dragon horse's blade swung down had already torn the air, and the sharp and piercing whistling sound shattered the rainwater outside Junyan's domain, and the water mist was dried at an extremely fast speed, and a hot place had appeared between the two.

Chu Zihang's body was bleeding continuously, and the fine and sharp saber energy tore one wound after another on his body.

"Setsuna" is different from Jun Yan, who is a super-speed language spirit. If Junyan is a PVE monster clearing skill, then Susuna is the top weapon for PVP.

Chu Zihang's heart was not disturbed, and the increase in body size brought to him by "Bloody Blood" was still not enough for him to keep up with Ryoma's speed—it was still not enough.

That's the second bloodbath!

"!"

The severe pain caused Longma to pause for a moment while swinging the knife, and the temperature in Chu Zihang's domain rose again!
"Is this guy still capable?"

Long Ma could feel the opponent's power suddenly surged again, and iron-blue scales in the shape of a sword and shield quickly emerged from under Chu Zihang's skin and grew into shape.

Those golden pupils were like two erupting volcanoes, with golden lava gushing wildly.

Five Baidu... Six Baidu... Eight Baidu!

The temperature in Junyan's domain has soared to the normal Junyan fireball temperature, the asphalt under the two people's feet melted rapidly, and the flesh and blood at the wounded position behind the dragon horse seemed to be burning.

"What technology is this?"

Ryoma's eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth and strengthened again - the fourth step of the moment, 16 times the speed!
But Long Ma's first knife, which was increased by 16 times, did not fall. He only heard Chu Zihang growl, like the howl of an angry beast——

No, Chu Zihang has already released Yanling Junyan!
With the improvement brought about by the second bloodbath, Chu Zihang quickly compressed the complicated Long Wen syllable chants when releasing the speech spirit, so that all the combined syllables added up were like the Chinese syllable "bro".

The orange-red light quickly covered up the gold in the dragon's eyes—"Boom!"

Long Ma ate a shot of Jun Yan with his face close to his face, and was blown away by the terrifying impact of the explosion.

Chu Zihang's heart was beating violently, and a violent emotion rose from the depths of his blood, trying to occupy his mind and turn him into an unconscious killing machine.

"I am a human being, and I am a little weak;"

"But I am a pious warrior, and being weak is death... I will crush my weakness with incomparable pride and faith..."

He kept reciting the prayer of strength silently in his heart to strengthen his belief and not be affected by the killing emotion.

At the same time, he raised his sword and launched a final charge towards Ryoma. Murasame's blade was as red as blood, and the flames were burning.

Only a vague afterimage remained in the air, and under the power of the second violent blood, his body speed actually accelerated to nearly four times the speed of the moment!
"What kind of monster is this... No, what kind of power is that!"

"It can actually make his strength grow so fast!"

Longma felt a retreat in his heart, his white-gray dragon scales were scorched black, and the scales in many places were blown to pieces, exposing severely burned muscles.

"You have to get out of here first...!"

(End of this chapter)