Dragon Raja: Transform into the Immortal Dragon King

Genjiro held two knives, "Spider Cutter" and "Child Cutter," in his hands, his eyes solemn.

Lin Yu then drew the Tang sword, Longquan, from behind him with his right hand.

Genjiro pushed off with his feet, charging towards Lin Yu like an arrow released from a bow, while simultaneously wielding his twin swords and slashing at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu dodged to the side, then swung his sword to counterattack. The two exchanged blows, neither giving an inch.

After a few rounds, Genjiro showed an opening, and Lin Yu seized the opportunity to attack. He dodged Genjiro's defense with a swift movement, and the blade sliced ​​across Genjiro's arm.

Genjiro took a few steps back and looked down at the torn clothes on his arm.

"If you don't use your full strength soon, you'll lose," Lin Yu said, sheathing his sword with a smile.

“Fine, I’ll show you what a true ‘Emperor’ really is,” Genji said, a hint of resentment in his voice.

The spider cut and the doji cut hang naturally at your sides, as if you're taking a short rest after exercising.

The next moment, an immense aura erupted from Genjiro.

As Genjiro rotated his wrist, his bones, from his wrist to the soles of his feet, continuously emitted cracking sounds.

Genjiro's entire skeleton had fused together, and it could no longer be called a "human skeleton," but rather something closer to a dragon's skeleton.

The gaps between his bones disappeared, and his entire body slowly adjusted itself. At this moment, he surpassed most hybrids, becoming a true "Emperor."

Chapter 48 The Contest with Genji (Part 2)

"Continue!" Genjiro said, once again assuming an offensive stance.

Lin Yu sensed the change in Genjiro, and his expression turned serious. He took a deep breath, gripped the Longquan sword tightly, and prepared to meet Genjiro's attack.

Yuan Zhisheng charged towards Lin Yu at an even faster speed, his movements as swift as lightning. Lin Yu concentrated, wielding the Longquan sword to defend himself.

Each clash of swords produced a crisp clanging sound as the forces of the two swords collided, generating waves of air.

Genjiro's swordsmanship grew increasingly fierce, and Lin Yu gradually felt the pressure increase. However, he did not back down, but instead skillfully used his movement techniques and skills to find his opponent's weaknesses.

In the fierce battle, Lin Yu discovered a weakness in Genjiro. Seizing the opportunity, he launched a sudden attack, his Dragon Spring sword tracing an arc, aiming straight for Genjiro's vital point.

Caught off guard, Genji could only barely dodge to the side; however, the attack still left a shallow wound on his body.

Lin Yu pressed his advantage, launching a series of fierce attacks. Genji was exhausted and gradually found himself at a disadvantage.

In the end, Lin Yu forced Genji back several steps with a skillful sword move. Genji, panting, looked at Lin Yu with a hint of admiration on his face.

"I lost..." Genji said slowly, "You are indeed very good, I admit defeat."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, sheathed his sword, and the fierce battle finally came to an end. He had demonstrated formidable strength and earned the respect of Genjiro.

“You’re right, I can’t compare to you,” Genji sighed. “Even an ‘Emperor’ can fail.”

“That’s normal. After all, we’re human, not ‘gods’,” Lin Yu said with a smile.

“You’re right, a bet's a bet, I’ll cover for you,” Yuan Zhisheng said with a wry smile.

"It's decided then! I'll take care of the White King!" Lin Yu sheathed his Tang sword. "I'll contact the principal now and ask him to borrow the 'Trieste' submarine from the Gattuso family. I'm sure he'll be more than happy to do so."

This is the best solution, and only Lin Yu has the qualifications to dive down and slay the dragon.

Even if the Trieste submarine malfunctions, he can transform into his second form, "Holy Demon and Immortal Dragon King," making withstanding the pressure of the deep sea at 10,000 meters a piece of cake!

Even if the White King were to be resurrected, Lin Yu was confident he could take him down, not to mention the incomplete version of the White King from the original story. In his second form, killing him would be as easy as killing a small Karami!

"In my opinion, he's a dragon-slaying maniac! Of course, he wouldn't let go of this opportunity to slaughter the White King," Yuan Zhisheng said, expressing his deep understanding.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate!" Lin Yu smiled at him, revealing his white teeth, and extended his right hand towards Yuan Zhisheng. That hand was long and powerful, seemingly containing boundless strength.

Yuan Zhisheng hesitated for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. He gripped Lin Yu's hand tightly, and their gazes met, as if sparks were dancing between them.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you!" Yuan Zhisheng said, his voice deep and powerful.

On the other side, Angers received a message from Lin Yu. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes gleamed with excitement. Of course, he wouldn't let go of this golden opportunity to slay the dragon, and he immediately replied, "I fully support you."

Within half a day, Principal Angers convened a meeting of the school board members for a heated discussion.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense as everyone expressed their opinions, some in favor, some against, and others remaining neutral.

Principal Angers sat at the head of the table, his brow furrowed. He was acutely aware of the importance and danger of this operation, but also understood that it was a rare opportunity; if he missed it, he might never have another chance like it.

After a half-hour wrangling, Principal Angers finally called the Gattuso family patriarch, "Playboy" Pompeii, to request the use of the submarine.

Chapter 49 Pompeii Gattuso

"Hello?" Pompeii's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, and the faint sound of a beautiful woman's flirtatious laughter could also be heard.

“Pompeii, I need your help,” Principal Angers said bluntly.

"Oh? What is it, old friend?" Pompeii seemed a little surprised. "I'm sunbathing on the beach with a beautiful woman right now!"

“I need your submarine for an emergency mission,” Principal Angers explained.

"Submarines? I have many submarines. Which one do you want? I have one right in front of me. What are you going to do?" Pompeii asked curiously.

“I want ‘Trieste,’ to slay a dragon,” Principal Angers replied succinctly.

"Oh, I see. That's my favorite ship. Seeing it reminds me of one of my girlfriends," Pompeii said, launching into a long, uninterrupted rant.

Angers quickly stopped him, preventing Pompeii from continuing.

“I don’t have time to hear your love stories, I need them now,” Angers said.

“Alright,” Pompeii stopped, somewhat regretfully.

"I can lend you 'Trieste' to slay dragons, and it's free! How about that? Aren't you touched?"

“Alright,” Principal Angers agreed without hesitation. Why not take advantage of this opportunity? Pompeii certainly wasn't short of money.

"That's settled then. I'll have someone deliver the submarine to the designated location later, and you can send someone to receive it," Pompeii said. "If there's nothing else, I'm going surfing with my girlfriend!"

After hanging up the phone, Principal Angers breathed a sigh of relief. With the support of the Gattuso family head, he could continue implementing his plan. Next, he needed to prepare everything to ensure the smooth progress of this dragon-slaying operation.

"I never imagined Pompeii would actually use submarines to seduce women," the vice-principal remarked wistfully. "Unfortunately, we don't get along. As the Chinese saying goes, 'Two stallions can't fit in one stable.'"

"That's 'two tigers cannot share one mountain'!" newly appointed school board member Lin Luo corrected.

On the day Lin Yu arrived at Kassel College, Lin Luo, leveraging the reputation of his "hidden family" and Lin Fenghuo's formidable combat prowess, successfully acquired 10% of the shares from the board of directors. As the acting head of the Lin family, he had the right to attend.

“Yes, he always likes to do weird and unusual things. I heard he bought a submarine back then just to woo a female scientist,” another board member chimed in.

“It really is… well, this is very Pompeii,” Principal Angers shook his head helplessly.

According to Pompeii, he accomplished a remarkable feat during his university years—"slaying all the girls on campus."

In other words, every female student in the entire university had dated him. Logically speaking, he would have to date three girlfriends every day to accomplish this feat.

The principal of Angers still doesn't understand how he managed to do it.

Shortly after the meeting, the Gattuso family quickly dispatched personnel to transport the "Trieste" submarine to the academy.

Angers stood before the submarine, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding crowd, before addressing the equipment department members beside him: "Gentlemen, I need you to conduct a comprehensive inspection and modification of this submarine, ensuring it possesses the perfect capability to dive to depths of over 10,000 meters." His tone was serious and resolute, his eyes gleaming with determination.

Minister of Equipment Douglas Zellweger stepped forward, patting his chest and assuring Angers, "Principal, rest assured, just hand the submarine over to us! We are confident that we can transform it into a powerful force capable of severely damaging the next generation of savages." His voice was full of confidence, but a hint of madness flickered in his eyes.

However, Angers was not swayed by this enthusiasm. He frowned, shook his head, and said, "No, that's not necessary. You just need to ensure the submarine can submerge safely." His expression showed a hint of helplessness.

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across Douglas Zellweger's face, but he still insisted on his opinion, saying, "Headmaster, I think we should equip the submarine with stronger offensive capabilities. This way, even if we encounter danger, we can better protect ourselves. Moreover, I think it needs some 'surprises' to better suit our style."

After he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile that was hard to decipher.

Angers' face darkened, inwardly cursing the madmen.

He took a deep breath and tried to remain calm as he replied, "No, you're right, it does need some 'surprise,' but this 'surprise' is definitely not an explosion. After all, the enemy we're facing isn't an ordinary second-generation species, but the White King." His eyes sharpened even more.

Douglas Zellweger was clearly unwilling to give up, and he continued to argue, "But what if we add a few more nuclear reactors? That would greatly increase the submarine's power, and might even be able to harm the White King."

As he spoke, his eyes gleamed with excitement, as if he could already see the submarine's heroic performance in battle.

Angers pondered for a moment, then decisively replied, "No, time is of the essence. I can only give you a week at most to complete the modification task."

His words carried an unquestionable authority, making it clear to everyone that his mind was made up.

"A week? Principal, are you kidding me?! A week isn't even enough to install the submarine's demolition mode!" Douglas Zellweger exclaimed in astonishment.

"I told you, no demolitions, and definitely no self-destruction!" Angers felt that dealing with the equipment department's madmen was more exhausting than going to the battlefield to slay dragons.

"Alright!" The people from the equipment department all seemed rather uninterested.

"Remember, this time you must devote all your resources to testing and modifying the submarine. If any problems arise, the Equipment Department's funding will be halved in the future!"

Angers looked at the group of explosive maniacs and said "threateningly".

Chapter 50: The Descent Begins

It must be said that the crazy guys in the equipment department truly possess extraordinary talent and creativity. They completed a comprehensive inspection of the "Trieste" submarine in just one week and successfully installed a nuclear power propulsion system on it.

The modified submarine has now been sent to the Japan Trench.

On the control panel of the Sumeru Throne, Genji looked at Lin Yu, who was fully armed and looked dashing, with a hint of worry and hesitation in his eyes.

"Remember... to be careful," Genji said worriedly.

Lin Yu grinned and replied confidently, "Don't worry, a real man doesn't need to be so hesitant!"

At that moment, a technician from the Ganryu Research Institute excitedly reported: "'Trieste' has been successfully connected to the Sumeru pedestal!"

Yuan Zhisheng nodded in satisfaction and gave the order: "Very good! Start the plan immediately!" He turned to Lin Yu and reiterated, "Please take good care of yourself."

Lin Yu smiled nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I'm not going to lose my life so easily! After I take down the White King, I'll tell you some good news." With that, he set a goal.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yu entered the interior of the "Trieste" submarine alone.

As the hatch slowly closed, he would face unknown challenges and dangers alone, but his determination and courage never wavered.

For the little monster, and to make up for the regrets of my past life.

Putting on the headphones, I heard a "slasra" sound coming from inside; this was the communication channel being tested.

"Lin Yu, Lin Yu, listen up! This is Yuan Zhisheng. Can you hear me? Please reply if you receive this!"

"Yes, it's very clear!" Lin Yu said.

"Roger that, begin descent!" Genjiro commanded.