Dragon Raja: Reboot

The Panamera cut through the rain and sped along the airport expressway.

"Mission confirmed complete." Chu Zihang operated the steering wheel with one hand and handed over a tablet. "You can sign it electronically."

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself about what kind of mission report his senior brother had completed, even though they had been inseparable all along the way!

Could it be that the mission hasn't even officially started yet, and the senior brother has already finished the report?

Lu Mingfei casually scribbled something on the signature line and returned it.

"Senior, I just asked Aunt Tong, and I heard I was the first student to visit your house?"

"Hmm..." Chu Zihang responded in a muffled voice.

"I feel so embarrassed!" the junior brother said with a big smile.

"..."

"Senior, you've never invited any classmates to your house before, but has anyone invited you to their homes?"

Chu Zihang frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Yes, but I've refused most of them."

"Why did you refuse? Oh, never mind, let me ask you another question. Who invited you?" Lu Mingfei asked with great interest.

"Several teammates from the basketball club invited me to their birthday parties, but I declined because I had something to do. Girls from my class and the next class also invited me to their sixteenth birthday parties, but I don't really like lively occasions, so I declined those as well. There were also some younger girls from lower grades..."

Lu Mingfei raised his hand to stop his senior brother from reminiscing, his face full of heartache.

"Senior brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have asked. You're the classic 'poor monk, noble young master'!"

"This humble monk is a noble young master?"

"He's like those super cool, handsome guys from anime or movies, who can seduce an entire legion of girls with just one glance, but like a monk, he's completely aloof from women. It makes you feel like such a good-looking guy is a waste of his talent; God is truly blind!"

Lu Mingfei sighed.

"Okay, I understand." Chu Zihang nodded.

"Senior, do you have any childhood friends?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked again, emphasizing at the end, "Girls!"

"No." Chu Zihang replied without even thinking this time.

"Really not? Senior, think about it again! Like a cheerleader captain, a dance troupe leader or something?" Lu Mingfei looked like he was trying to find some gossip but ended up with nothing, full of resentment.

Chu Zihang thought for a moment and said, "I didn't know you back then. If we had met earlier, maybe I could have taken care of you from junior high school until now."

Lu Mingfei stared in disbelief as his senior casually uttered those words, unable to help but feel compelled to make a small contribution to global warming.

He gasped.

These words are more than just incredibly boyfriend-like. If a girl from Shilan Middle School heard them, Lu Mingfei would probably be ranked number one on the "This Scoundrel Should Be Killed" list since junior high!

Moreover, they have absolutely maintained their position until now, and there are absolutely no equally matched opponents!

That said, if I had known my senior since junior high...

Even my past self would probably have taken a different path, right?

With such a loyal and considerate senior brother supporting him, this once unlucky kid might just embark on a path of self-confidence.

"Senior brother... what do you think true love is like?"

"I don't know," Chu Zihang said expressionlessly.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand to his forehead and sighed, "Then let's try a different approach. Senior brother, have you thought about what kind of girl you might fall for?"

"No," Chu Zihang shook his head directly.

"Such a decisive answer?!"

"I've never thought of it that way, so really not," Chu Zihang said calmly.

For someone like him, burdened with a blood feud, love is a luxury. Therefore, Chu Zihang always deliberately maintained a fixed distance from all girls, even his deputy, Su Qian.

"So, senior brother, you've never been prepared to fall in love with someone?" Lu Mingfei said quietly.

Chu Zihang suddenly froze.

This statement...

"But... Senior brother, love isn't something that won't come just because you're not prepared! Besides childhood sweethearts, there's also the 'angel who falls from the sky,' Senior brother. Do you know what 'angel who falls from the sky' means? It's someone who suddenly appears beside you, and in a very short time, they become a part of your daily life, easily breaking down the barriers you've built, and finally becoming an 'angel' in your eyes. Do you remember the angel I told you about this afternoon?" Lu Mingfei suddenly said excitedly.

"...Give you an angel of light?" Chu Zihang asked in silence.

"Angels can not only give you light and warmth, but they can also bend down and kiss your lips," Lu Mingfei said softly.

Chu Zihang looked at his junior brother in silence.

He had a strange feeling that all his junior brother's words seemed to revolve around one question: whether he had a girl who grew up with him.

Is it because he shares a dorm room with Fingel that his junior is so gossipy?

But there really wasn't a single girl around me who grew up with me.

If there were such a girl, how could I forget her?

"Senior brother, I'll give you one last piece of advice." Lu Mingfei was extremely serious at this moment, causing Chu Zihang to subconsciously become solemn.

My junior brother looked solemn and dignified, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura. He spoke slowly and deliberately, as if he were sharing the greatest secret in the world with me.

"Childhood sweethearts are inherently incompatible, but if the two unite as one, they will be invincible. Remember this well: if you ever encounter such a situation again, senior brother, just give in!"

Chu Zihang silently withdrew his gaze, feeling apologetic for the solemnity he had just displayed.

"After saying all this, what exactly are you trying to tell me?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Just giving you a heads-up, so you won't put up a fight later!" Lu Mingfei said lazily, leaning back against the chair.

"Resisting in vain?"

"Senior brother, actually..." Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, then said earnestly, "When I was a child, I met an old man who collected garbage. He asked me for ten yuan and gave me a secret martial arts manual. After ten years of arduous training, I have finally mastered it!"

Chu Zihang glanced at him but didn't say anything.

"To be honest, the name of this secret manual is 'Calculating Heaven, Earth, and Love'!"

Lu Mingfei's face was full of sincerity, as if he were saying, "Senior brother, believe me! Believe me!"

"This afternoon I specifically did a divination for you, senior. Your love life will continue to improve this semester. In other words, your destined romantic opportunity is coming!"

Chu Zihang glanced at him again but didn't say anything.

"Senior brother, do you not believe me?!" Lu Mingfei asked in shock.

Chu Zihang said expressionlessly, "Although I didn't have much of a childhood, I still watched the movie Kung Fu."

"Cough cough..." Lu Mingfei coughed loudly as if he was choking.

"Lu Mingfei, what does true liking look like in your eyes?" Chu Zihang suddenly asked.

good question!

Congratulations, senior! You've even learned to use my questions against me!

Lu Mingfei turned his head to look out the window, and after a long silence, said, "Senior brother, this question is a bit too heavy. I need to think about it for a while, and I'll answer you when I've thought it through!"

"You don't like Chen Motong anymore?"

My senior brother speaks like a knife, always hitting the nail on the head with the fewest words, direct and forceful.

"I now hold my senior sister in the highest esteem and have absolutely no wicked thoughts of coveting her beauty!" Lu Mingfei solemnly assured him. "I swear!"

Chu Zihang suddenly frowned.

The silly junior brother still spoke in his silly tone.

Everyone at the school knew that Lu Mingfei, an S-class freshman, liked his boss Caesar's girlfriend, but at this moment, Chu Zihang could clearly sense that Lu Mingfei was not lying.

Beneath his seemingly serious mask lies a mischievous side, yet his eyes are clear as water, showing no embarrassment or helplessness at having his little secret exposed, only composure and calmness.

Junior brother...

She's probably fallen for someone else again.

"Senior brother, have you noticed that the rain has gotten heavier again?"

The sudden, eerie sound interrupted Chu Zihang's thoughts.

He frowned and looked out the car window, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Outside, the rain is pouring down.

In that instant.

A sentence flashed through Chu Zihang's mind—

Here they come!

Six years later, they finally came knocking on our door again!

A deep laugh came from the car stereo. It was hard to tell if it was static or CD noise. It was not pleasant to listen to, but it was grand and solemn, like the deep tolling of an ancient bronze bell!

There was a gentle knock on the car door.

An overwhelming sense of fear and rage descended!

Chu Zihang's face tightened, and he gritted his teeth as if he had poured cold water onto red-hot iron.

"Whose kid is playing pranks so late at night instead of sleeping?" The junior brother paused for a moment, then turned to look out the car window.

The rain was too heavy. The raindrops hit the windshield and were swept away by the wipers. The car window was already covered with a thick curtain of water, making it impossible to see the outside. Only a dark shadow could be vaguely seen. My junior brother reached out, as if he wanted to roll down the window to see which kid was making a fuss.

"Sit back down and don't move!" Chu Zihang shouted angrily.

He glanced down at the speedometer; it was 120 kilometers per hour. Just like that night, who could chase after this speeding car and knock on the door?

Here they come!

"Junior brother..."

Chu Zihang was breathing heavily, his voice rapid and hoarse, as if if he didn't speak now, he would never have another chance.

"No matter who you like, go find her, pursue her, tell her you love her. Don't be foolish and wait for her to come to you; maybe she's waiting for you too! And don't wallow in self-pity, thinking you're not good enough for her, and then easily let go, handing her hand to another man! Never, ever!"

"You ask me what true love is... There was once a man who said he only knew how to drive, so he hoped that people would like him because he could only drive. I think that's true love. No matter what kind of person you are, even if you ride a beat-up old bicycle, she will sit behind you, her arms around your waist, her hair flying in the wind, and her face beaming with a smile..."

"You said you don't like Chen Motong anymore, and I think that's good. You two are not a good match. Junior brother, you will find someone better, no... maybe you already have. Senior brother wishes you all the best in advance!"

"I heard everything you said in the bathroom, but I'm sorry I met you too late. If I could do it all over again, I would really take care of you from junior high school onwards, because in your eyes, your senior brother is just that loyal."

"Remember this, junior brother. You are the new S-rank, and you will stand in my place on the final battlefield!"

The junior brother stared blankly as he finished reciting everything above, seemingly still processing it.

Chu Zihang forced a smile.

Six years ago, that man gave his life to save his son on that endless elevated highway; today, he will give his life to save his junior brother.

The man said that when he died, all that would remain in this world was himself, and only if he lived on would they ever meet again. But he waited six years before discovering that the man might really have been dead long ago...

This man was lying to himself until his death.

But I no longer blame him.

Because they are father and son, and there's no lasting grudge between father and son.

Chu Zihang removed his colored contact lenses with one hand and tossed them aside, revealing a pair of ferocious, demonic golden eyes that were captivating.

"Junior brother, you should be able to drive, right? Listen to my signal. The moment I tell you to run, drive straight away. Don't stop or hesitate, and don't even think about coming to pick me up! Remember, listen to my signal!"

His voice was deep and hoarse as he slammed on the brakes!

White smoke rose from under the tires, and the wheels finally emitted a piercing noise due to the intense friction of the brake pads. The noise cut through everything like a sharp blade!

He stopped the car, picked up the tennis bag behind him, pulled out the Murasame sword, opened the car door, and got out.

His junior colleague sat in the passenger seat, still looking at him expressionlessly.

"Junior brother... don't grieve for me. I've waited for this day for a long time. This is my war."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and chuckled, a smile that was both ferocious and exhilarating, as if he had finally been freed.

He stood in the torrential rain.

It was raining both in the sky and on the ground.

He was the only one who went alone, carrying a knife.

Countless dark shadows rushed in from all directions, their dead faces almost identical, filled with greed and thirst for flesh and the living.

Chu Zihang closed the car door, walked forward, and a high-pitched low groan burst from deep in his throat, a hymn that seemed to come from ancient times!

Word of Power: Lord's Flame!

He instantly completed the Blood Burst, first level, second level... and even third level!

He pushed the Blood Explosion to its current extreme!

Tiny dragon scales emerged from under his skin, covering his neck and face. The pain in his abdomen was temporarily suppressed by the secretion of adrenaline, and his golden eyes seemed to be frozen and devoid of warmth.

The Junyan Domain, with a diameter of ten meters, expanded, its boundary stopping right in front of the car.

Within ten meters, a large amount of rainwater evaporated, and white water vapor billowed upwards, scalding the continuously rushing dark figures.

Chu Zihang heard the painful howls of the monsters again.

But he felt neither sorrow nor joy.

All that remained was the desire to kill.

He drew his long sword, its blade wreathed in a layer of blazing white flames, instantly evaporating any rainwater it encountered into white mist.

He leaped up, his blade silently slicing through the Deadpool. Thick, cold blood evaporated in the intense heat, and the screams of agony came slower than his blade.

One, two, three...

Wherever the long sword passed, countless dark figures were cut down as easily as chopping vegetables.

These shadowy figures couldn't stop him at all!

Six years ago, he was weak and powerless, and could only flee in a sorry state.

Six years later, he is now able to crush them with absolute violence!

If he could go back six years, this time he wouldn't run away. He would fight alongside that man, just like Professor Jones and his son, one driving the car and the other firing a machine gun from behind.

When father and son are of one mind, they are invincible.

Under the torrential rain, wherever the blade passed, a mist of blood filled the air.

He was like a wrathful Vajra, roaring like a lion, killing with unbridled joy and satisfaction, as if he were releasing all the anger and regret that had accumulated over the past six years!

Until the thunderous neighing of horses reached them.

A white light pierced through the rain curtain, and a majestic horse, as imposing as a mountain, stood tall in the white light!

It was clad in heavy armor with intricate metallic patterns, its white fur shimmering like crystals. Its eight powerful legs resembled the supports used by a wheeled crane to stabilize the vehicle. Its dark gold horseshoes gripped the ground, tearing open the hard surface with wound after wound. The horse wore a mask, and after each thunderous neigh, it spewed out fine sparks of electricity from the metal nostrils on the mask.

He has come!

Chu Zihang stared intently at the figure on horseback.

He was still the same as before, clad in heavy, dark gold armor, which shimmered slightly in the rain. He held a curved spear in his hand, the arc of which resembled the trajectory of a shooting star across the sky. On his iron-faced mask, the only golden pupil illuminated the surroundings like a giant lamp.

Odin!

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, banishing the fear rising in his blood, leaving only a heart full of killing intent and rage.

Golden flames flowed beneath the horses' hooves, and white steam transformed into countless golden galloping horses that raced past, like the chariots of gods on the clouds.

The rider did not continue forward, but His majesty slowly enveloped you, as if a mountain were being pushed in front of you.

This is divine power!

Chu Zihang turned around abruptly and roared, "Run! Run!"

Having said that, he turned around and leaped high into the air like the man in that rainy night, wielding his knife and slashing down!

"I don't care if you're a god or a dragon, let's settle this in the final reckoning!"

The man, who had regretted his actions for six years, roared like thunder!