Dragon Raja: Reboot

On the other side.

As Lu Feiming approached the back of the car with his gun, Chu Zihang told Xia Mi to hide it well, then jumped out of the car window.

Instead of going directly to the top of the carriage, he leaned sideways against the carriage and jumped directly to the front carriage before flipping himself up.

The moment he jumped out of the car window, he activated Blood Burst.

The opponent's origins were unknown, but he was clearly well-prepared. He had no need to hold back and immediately unleashed his strongest power.

The power brought by the burst of blood was both terrifying and surprising. It felt as if the blood flowing through his veins was not blood, but a scorching stream of fire. Unparalleled confidence filled him with joy, but reason turned into ice water and extinguished this joy.

Chu Zihang flipped over and uttered a complex and extremely compressed syllable!

Those are dragon patterns!

Compared to Murasame, Junyan is the more effective tool for clearing the area.

A faint light, clearly visible to the naked eye, flashed between his eyebrows, and then expanded hundreds or thousands of times.

This is the domain, the domain created by the Dragon Clan's Word of Power—Word of Power: Monarch's Flame.

Unlike the initial state of Junyan released inside the Runde Building, it was no longer pure high temperature, but a surging flame like a tidal wave radiating outwards from him, carrying powerful shockwaves in all directions!

Flames erupted, and a powerful shockwave blew everyone off the top of the train, plunging them into the canyons on either side of the bridge.

The area was cleared in an instant, but a shadow inexplicably rose in Chu Zihang's heart.

Because it's too peaceful!

Compared to the intense gunfire erupting from his junior brother's side, his side was almost deathly silent.

The person he "pushed" off the train made no sound at all.

Whether they were engulfed in flames or fell into the canyon, they remained silent throughout, and some even fired shots at him during their fall!

Cold, ruthless, efficient... just like Deadpool!

Countless gunshots rang out beneath my feet, bullets piercing the blackened roof of the carriage.

Just before Chu Zihang fired his gun from below, he sprang up, smashed through the car window from the side, and leaped into the crowd.

He had already vaguely guessed the identities of these people, and without hesitation activated his second burst of blood!

The light in the golden eyes grew even brighter, carrying immense majesty, and the ancient chanting echoed inside the carriage, like the tolling of an ancient bell!

A wall of crimson flames, composed entirely of pure fire, swept outwards in all directions, instantly melting the guns in the hands of all the black figures.

Chu Zihang seemed to be inside a solar corona, like a fire god walking in the world, wielding his sword to cut an arc with himself as the center.

He destroyed the enemy's weapons and set their clothes on fire immediately, but this did not render them incapable of fighting!

The enemy charged at him under the scorching, fiery corona!

Chu Zihang spun around and wielded the Murasame Diagonal Slash, unleashing a move called "Reverse Kasaya," a fierce and ruthless left diagonal cut!

The longsword became scorching hot in the high temperature, emitting a light that was somewhere between red and black.

The blade sliced ​​through the bulletproof vest and plunged into the enemy's steel-like flesh.

Upon first contact, Chu Zihang's expression changed. The other party's sturdiness was on a completely different level from the Deadpool he had seen on the overpass!

He sheathed his sword and retreated, his Monarch Flame Domain expanding once more. Flames, accompanied by shockwaves, swept outwards, repelling approaching figures and giving him a chance to catch his breath.

He instantly determined the number and location of the enemy and immediately changed his tactics.

His heart pounded, unleashing dragon blood and pure power. The transparent spherical domain reappeared around him, now clearer, its surface shimmering with unstable dark red arcs of light.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, maximizing his second burst of blood. A continuous stream of power surged from the depths of his bloodline, becoming the source of power that supported Jun Yan's performance!

The domain is fragmented.

The blazing flames swept across all directions with devastating force, like a napalm bomb exploding inside the carriage!

The violent shockwave shattered all the car windows in an instant, pinning the Deadpools to the wall. Two of them were thrown out of the car and flew into the canyon.

That was his goal!

The enemy deliberately created this "desperate situation" for them, forgetting that they could also exploit such an environment!

The entire carriage began to sway precariously, and Chu Zihang's unrestrained burst of King Flame brought the carriage to the brink of destruction.

Taking advantage of the enemy's immobility, he pounced on them, throwing them one by one out of the carriage. The enemy's body was exceptionally sturdy and strong, but they had no skill whatsoever.

"Junior brother, Xia Mi! Let's go! Get out of the carriage and go to the front!" After doing all this, he suddenly shouted to the back.

Xia Mi dragged her luggage and ran over from her seat with her head down.

Chu Zihang's face twitched slightly. She was indeed a thrifty and hardworking girl, not forgetting to bring everyone's luggage even at a time like this.

He strode forward, took the suitcase from her hands, grabbed Xia Mi's slender arm, and, stepping on the bottom of the carriage which was almost entirely made of steel bars, helped her into the front carriage.

"Keep moving forward! I'm going to check on my junior brother!"

After he finished shouting, he turned to leave, but Xia Mi grabbed his hand instead, shook her head solemnly, and gestured for him to look up.

Chu Zihang was startled and followed Xia Mi's gaze.

A figure, somewhere between an angel and a demon, stood with its back to the moon in mid-air!

Is this a dragon-shaped Deadpool, or... a pure-blooded dragon?!

"Go!" Chu Zihang shouted in a low voice, blocking Xia Mi's path with his sword. "Go quickly! Don't hesitate! Contact the school as soon as possible!"

But Xia Mi obviously didn't listen to him. He felt a warm sensation coming from his back, and two hands wrapped around his waist from behind.

"Expand the Junyan Domain to its maximum!" Xia Mi hugged him from behind, her voice firm and full of a certain authority, leaving him no room for rebuttal.

At that moment, the whistling sound of the wind reached Chu Zihang's ears.

A thought struck him, and a faint light flickered from between his brows, expanding rapidly until a transparent field, visible to the naked eye, enveloped him and Xia Mi!

At the same time, another domain of incantation spread out from them, with piercing whistling winds echoing in their ears.

"My Word of Power is the Eye of the Wind King," Xia Mi's gentle voice rang in his ears.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, and the Junyan Domain reached its maximum. The light flowing on the surface of the domain changed from dark red to blood red, becoming brighter and brighter, and finally as dazzling as sunlight.

A power beyond the comprehension of ordinary people converged above their heads; this was a supernatural force.

This time, the King's Flame was not an explosion like before, but a silent, deathly burning, its silence concealing a terrifying power, which ultimately merged entirely into the realm of wind.

The extremely high temperature of the flames, under the control of strong winds, formed a rare natural spectacle—a fire tornado!

The fiery serpent swaying in the center of the hurricane twisted and rose into the air, growing more and more intense in the process, until finally it transformed into a dragon. The fiery dragon, with its scorching eyes, roared and swept towards the figure in the air!

This is a perfect superposition of two powerful words!

Unparalleled!

A match made in heaven!

Xia Mi stood at the back of the carriage, embracing Chu Zihang. The night wind whipped at their clothes, and their golden eyes reflected a blinding light, like the flames of a burning city.