Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"Is Lu Mingfei's signal still showing?" Professor Mance stared at the quiet and dark water and almost shouted.

It's too quiet. I'm not talking about the environment, but compared to the fierce death battle that rose from the water to the sky and then fell to the bottom of the water. The current atmosphere is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water that cannot be stirred, which makes people's spine go up. Cool.

"The signal was lost...it hasn't been there since five minutes ago..."

The second officer stared at the display screen, fearing that he would miss the moment when the signal appeared, but he didn't see the green light representing Lu Mingfei flashing until his eyes were sore. He was a little depressed.

The entire Monyach floated alone on the water, the hull swaying up and down with the violent wind and waves. Professor Manns, who was standing at the stern of the ship, was somewhat silent.

There are only two reasons for signal loss. The first is that like Chu Zihang before, the diving equipment was seriously damaged and the electromagnetic wave signal receiver can no longer be used normally; the other is...

"I hope it's not the latter..." Professor Mance said prayerfully.

"He won't die here."

A voice sounded behind Professor Mance, abrupt but firm.

Professor Mance suddenly turned around. The person standing behind him who said these words was Chu Zihang. His abdomen was wrapped in thick gauze. Dark red blood soaked on it and had dried into scabs. Those never-extinguishing golden pupils were It flickers like a burning lamp in the dark night.

"Recovering so quickly? Are you able to walk around already?" Professor Mans was a little surprised when he looked at Chu Zihang, who looked like a normal person except for the bandage around his abdomen. The latter's stern face was completely different from what he had just seen. His pale color looked full of blood.

"It's really surprisingly fast." Chu Zihang nodded.

Ever since Chu Zihang regained consciousness, he felt a warm current flowing in his blood vessels, as if someone had injected an incredible vitality into him, allowing his body on the verge of collapse to recover ten thousand times faster. Chu Zihang seemed to You can hear the cells in your body dividing rapidly to repair wounds!

All he could remember was a huge dragon suddenly attacking with a heavy blow. He blocked the fatal spike for Lu Mingfei, and then his consciousness quickly began to blur. His intuition told him that he had a superhuman recovery. The speed is probably related to Lu Mingfei.

At the bottom of the dark water, he seemed to hear someone shouting like crazy, "Don't die...don't die...". Even the nano-diving suit couldn't stop that voice, as if it was piercing the depths of his soul.

It was as if a condescending god spoke majestic words to him, exercising supreme authority over the world, and the world... really obeyed the order!

The water surface of the Yangtze River suddenly began to roll up a huge vortex, and countless bubbles surged like boiling springs. Something huge was about to break out of the water!

Professor Mance and Chu Zihang looked at each other, solemnly as mountains. They both knew what was about to emerge - that damn dragon!

Huge waves rolled up in the air into a huge ring of water, pouring down, and the Monyach was almost capsized.

The huge and dark dragon head has broken through the water, and its huge body is churning up huge waves in the water. Its two huge majestic golden vertical pupils have been dimmed and extinguished at this time, and the ferocious wounds are leaking out. The blood, the hot dragon's blood was sprinkled on the water, like lava soaked in cold water, boiling furiously, and a large white mist steamed up.

Lu Mingfei was hung on the dragon's head, yes, hung. He didn't look as brave as a warrior who had conquered the dragon, but rather a bit embarrassed.

Two sharp knives were stuck in the dragon's eye sockets. The dragon was tossing crazily. Lu Mingfei held the two knives tightly in his hands, fluttering in the wind like an ink-colored flag.

Lu Mingfei's mouth was still stained with dazzling crimson blood, and the diving suit on his body was as damaged as a tattered beggar's suit, with large and small wounds all over his body.

But this scene stunned Professor Mance and everyone onlookers in Cassel College. The boy who slayed the dragon did not look so heroic and unrestrained, but no matter who it was, they could not do it better than Lu Mingfei. Even better, this "S" class is using his actions to explain one thing to everyone...

They were previously regarded as elites, including the so-called ace commissioners in the executive department. Whether it was a mission to explore ancient ruins or an operation to hunt down dangerous hybrids, all of them were doing small things like housework. Make a fuss.

What is dragon slaying?

This fucking thing is called dragon slaying!

No matter who it is, they must lower their pride to half-mast in front of this new student. There really is a born dragon slayer in this world, Lu Mingfei, he is the one born to slay dragons!

"Brother! Are you almost recovered? When you're almost done, get to work quickly!" Lu Mingfei suppressed the tremors in his body and the turbulence in his stomach. He growled at Chu Zihang on the Monyach, "Come on. Jun Yan, hit this guy in the head!"

"Professor Mance, do Frigga still have bullets? I cut off two dragon scales from the back of his neck with a knife and hit his inner flesh!"

Mance twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that no wonder this giant dragon looked angry and painful. In ancient China, the third prince made a big fuss in the East China Sea and pulled out the dragon's skin to cramp its tendons. All these dragons in the world have been wiped out by you Chinese!

Professor Mance slammed the special magazine containing Frigga bullets. He raised his sniper rifle, put his eyes on the infrared sight, and pointed the muzzle directly at the bright red dragon meat exposed under the dark scales; Chu Zihang He also started singing, and a series of dragon inscriptions came out of his mouth continuously. Yanling Junyan was ready to go!

Lu Mingfei quickly pulled out his two swords, and the dragon was still shaking its head like crazy. Lu Mingfei found the right angle and turned his body and stepped heavily on the big dragon head to use force, and his body was shot out like a cannonball.

"It's now!"

The poor Dragon Attendant's eyes were stained with blood, and he had no idea that he would be greeted by a violent and concentrated fire attack next!

The crimson Frigga bullets were sprayed out from the dark muzzle one after another, one after another accurately hitting the inch of neck flesh exposed to the air. The alchemical warheads quickly shattered and vaporized, leaving behind a mist as bright as blood. water.

Ten Frigga bullets were fired like raindrops. The dragon's body struggled significantly less and could not stop shaking a few times.

The air was instantly heated to a rare high temperature, contracted violently, and the dust in the space was quickly sucked in. Jun Yan arrived as expected, and dazzling tongues of fire spewed out from the dark head!

The giant dragon howled in pain in the flames, but his anger seemed so weak at this moment, completely losing the momentum of howling the world when he first appeared on the stage, and his wails were filled with deep dejection.

"Don't worry, do you think this is the end?"

Under the bright firelight, Lu Mingfei touched his painful chest in the cold water. He looked at the burning dragon and said coldly.