Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Black Myth

Chapter 31: Little Saint Equal to Heaven Lu Mingfei

Lu Mingfei played with the golden cudgel in his hand and nodded slightly at the old man in front of him.

"I'm the Discipline Committee! Professor Manstein!" The old man said with disdain, "Go take a rest! Students nowadays! Instead of putting their studies first when they enter school, they participate in such boring games! Is it fun? Is it fun?" He got angry again and pointed at the granite surface of the building covered with craters. "These are all money, all money!"

Lu Mingfei casually put his golden hoop on his back, shrugged, and slowly walked away from the angry old professor, "I agree, it is indeed a boring game."

Soon, under the effect of the injection, the fainted "corpses" crawled up from the ground one by one, and the battlefield full of corpses has now become a lively scene of a sports meeting.

Some people took off their masks and whispered to each other after waking up, wondering whether Freedom Day would be the winner; some people sat on the ground blankly, wondering what they were thinking. The difference between them was the time of their death and when Lu Mingfei arrived on the battlefield.

Gradually, the chattering noises around became quieter, because people saw Caesar and Chu Zihang who were still lying on the ground and had not woken up.

"Who won?" someone asked loudly.

Professor Manstein continued to scold them with a glare, but no one at the scene paid attention to this nagging old man. Everyone just wanted to know who would be the winner of the Free Day if it was not the two presidents.

Lu Mingfei: I did it.

"It's that monster!"

Under the setting sun, some people saw the back of Lu Mingfei holding the golden hoop and walking away from the scene. Some people were curious, while others were terrified.

The hot weapons in their hands that could unleash powerful firepower were blocked by a mere stick, and all the attacks against Lu Mingfei and his men were in vain. For these combat team members who were "shot to death" by their own bullets, this was undoubtedly a horrific disaster.

More and more eyes were focused on Lu Mingfei who was walking away, and the question of who would be the winner of the Free Day seemed to have been answered.

"Oh shit, is he Sun Wukong?" A Chinese student in black combat uniform stared at Lu Mingfei's back and the golden cudgel in his hand, recalling the magical scene where he turned the cudgel to block countless bullets, and said in a trance.

"Sun Wukong?" Some foreigners didn't understand that he was making a very appropriate joke. "Is that his name?"

"Probably." The Chinese students rolled their eyes at these foreigners who knew nothing and were too lazy to explain anything more.

In this way, the legend of the free one-day winner named Sun Wukong spread.

"You are the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong!?"

After finding his dormitory, Lu Mingfei saw Finkel sitting in front of the computer, watching the video playing on the computer while looking at him with an incredible look on his face.

"Just a little saint." Lu Mingfei put down his luggage and walked to Finger with some curiosity. "I didn't expect you to be my roommate. What are you looking at?"

"Your deeds today are known all over the campus, and even on the campus news network, with a sensational headline. There's also a live video!" Finger pointed to the computer screen and said to Lu Mingfei, "Who will be the crown of Free Day? The S-level freshman is actually China's Sun Wukong, completely trampling Caesar and Chu Zihang under his feet!?"

Below was a large photo of Lu Mingfei, with his student ID, dormitory number, age, hometown, and all other information. The last line was affectionately marked: "Single!"

Lu Mingfei frowned immediately, snatched the mouse from Finkel, scrolled down the webpage, and saw a video.

After clicking the play button, Lu Mingfei saw that everything was captured clearly by a camera in the distance, from the moment he arrived at the battlefield of Freedom Day and waved his stick to the moment he solved the problems of Caesar and Chu Zihang with one move.

So, would the situation on the Free Day battlefield be watched by other students who did not participate? Lu Mingfei thought about it and felt that it was right. Kassel College should not have so few people.

"Junior brother, you are definitely the reincarnation of the Monkey King Sun Wukong." After the video was played, Finkel exclaimed, "This is amazing! Spinning sticks to bounce bullets? Killing Caesar and Chu Zihang with one move? Is this S-level strength? "

After hearing Finkel's shocked praise, Lu Mingfei had a blank expression on his face and lost interest in the content on the computer screen. He put down the mouse and returned to his bed to pack his luggage. "I've already said I'm a little saint. I don't deserve to be called the real Monkey King." He said calmly.

"Little Saint. Little Saint Equal to Heaven Lu Mingfei, that's a good name!" Finkel thought for a while, then excitedly typed something on the keyboard.

After putting the sheets on the bed, Lu Mingfei glanced at Finkel's computer screen with his eyes narrowed. Although the distance was far, he could still see the contents on the screen clearly.

"Also, you wrote that news article, right? All my personal information is on it. You are pretty good, Brother Finkel."

After hearing Lu Mingfei's slightly cold words, Finkel was startled, and his hands that were typing on the keyboard froze. He slowly turned his head and looked at Lu Mingfei with an awkward but polite smile on his face.

"Little Saint Lulu, how did you know that?"

Lu Mingfei snorted coldly and walked slowly towards Finkel. "Do you think my sharp eyes can't see what you are writing now? But, I am just guessing. I didn't expect you to really confess after a while."

Finger almost vomited blood. I thought you really guessed it!

"Thanks to your confession, I can see more clearly about you." Lu Mingfei came behind Finkel and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "That Chu Zihang didn't even know that I was an S-level freshman at Kassel College, but you recognized me immediately after hearing my name; these personal information that should have been students' privacy were clearly visible to you, and you were able to post them on the campus network openly; you have been a student at Kassel College for eight years, and you have been held back for eight years. Your rating is the lowest and unprecedented F-level, but I can already feel the powerful blood surging in your body."

After hearing Lu Mingfei's words, Finkel felt the blazing temperature of Lu Mingfei's palm on his shoulder, and his pupils trembled. Just with this level of skin contact, he had already realized that his dragon bloodline was enough to be rated as A-level! ?

"So, Senior Brother Fingel, you have extremely powerful information channels and possess dragon blood of this level, but you have painstakingly created a useless persona.
Others may think that you are a loser who has wasted your bloodline, but I don’t think so. The first moment I saw you, I saw the strong obsession buried deep in your eyes. "

Lu Mingfei looked down at Finkel with a sharp gaze and asked his final question.

(End of this chapter)