Dragon Raja: Back from Tiling, My Mother Lu Mingfei

Huai Xu looked around.

People lay sprawled haphazardly in the corridor, their red and green clothes mingling together, resembling pigs slaughtered for the Lunar New Year. Occasionally, one or two who hadn't completely fainted would wriggle a couple of times on the ground, utter a muffled groan, and then remain still.

The student council and the Lionheart Society are locked in a dogfight, and they've basically finished it.

Huai Xu listened intently and faintly heard the sound of metal clashing in the distance.

It jingled and clanged, very rhythmic.

That direction... should be the central square.

It seems Caesar and Chu Zihang are about to engage in a passionate duel.

Huai Xu's lips curled up slightly.

good chance.

This is a good opportunity to test my "100% bare-handed blade-catching ability".

I've had this entry for so long, but I've hardly ever used it. The only time I used it was one day on my way to school when I saw someone fall from the 20th floor. Without thinking, I reached out to catch them.

And then... I caught it.

The person was thrown into his hands, but he held him steady like a block of tofu, without a scratch.

The passersby were stunned.

Huai Xu himself was dumbfounded.

Later he realized that falling from the building could also be considered a "chopping" or "slashing".

Chop it from top to bottom, no problem.

It's quite abstract.

The criteria for this entry are roughly similar to Schrödinger's cat; you never know what it will count as a chop, but it will count it anyway.

However, this also shows just how incredible this entry is.

"Huai Xu." Lu Mingfei followed behind, holding a gun in his hand, his voice a little weak.

"Um?"

"There are people everywhere... Is the security situation in America really that bad?"

"This isn't a problem with the security situation; it's a problem with the campus culture." Huai Xu said without turning his head.

"What kind of campus culture would result in corpses lying all over the place?!"

"Welcome activities".

"Aren't American orientation activities a bit too hardcore?"

Huai Xu did not respond.

He was mentally planning how to show off later.

Let's first compare the combat strength of both sides.

Caesar Gattuso. A Class A hybrid, the Golden Lion King, a man who can rival a polar bear.

Words of power are like hearing aids... banned by the rules.

Proficient in hand-to-hand combat, skilled in swordsmanship, and possessing exceptional physical abilities...

Chu Zihang. A super A-grade hybrid, a stoic hero, and the Word-Spell King Yan, he was also banned. He is proficient in martial arts, swordsmanship, and his physical abilities are beyond question.

Both of them are ruthless individuals who have trained since childhood.

However, he is not entirely without advantages.

Melee weapon attacks are easy to deal with.

With the "100% chance to catch a blade barehanded" technique in hand, no matter what kind of swordsmanship you use, it's a sure way to get yourself killed.

The only thing to worry about is the punches and kicks they intersperse between melee combat and hand-to-hand fighting.

Punching and kicking attacks are directly related to physical fitness.

Although his physical abilities, enhanced by training and skill boosts over this period, are far superior to those of ordinary people, they are still only slightly stronger.

I've never practiced combat.

It is essentially equal to zero.

If you activate "I'm not a blonde twin-tailed brat," then stacking stats should be enough to fight head-on.

But it's too bizarre.

She instantly transformed into a blonde beauty in front of two of Kassel's most handsome men...

The scene was too beautiful for him to imagine.

As for the self-destruction entry given by Lu Mingfei...

No need.

Huai Xu thought about it and realized that he didn't seem to have any good solutions.

You definitely can't win a direct confrontation.

unless……

He opened the system panel and took a look.

[Random UR affix *1], given by Chen Wenwen when I had 100% approval rating, I haven't been willing to use it.

[Other Color Resonance Opportunity] - Also given by Chen Wenwen 100%, you can draw UR once for each of the four SSR attributes, with a base probability of 0.01%.

There's also a "blessing" that I've never used.

Lady Luck smiled upon us for 15 minutes.

……

In the central square.

Two figures were frantically slashing at each other in the center of the square.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding—

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of metal clashing was deafening.

The blond, muscular, and handsome man wielded a hunting knife, each strike powerful and heavy, carrying a gust of wind capable of cleaving a person in two.

The tall, aloof, handsome man with black hair wielded a tactical longsword. His swordsmanship was sharp and cunning, each strike like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, aimed specifically at vital points.

It was Caesar Gattuso and Chu Zihang!

The two fought fiercely, their blades flashing and forming an impenetrable net.

Caesar spoke as he hacked away, his voice carrying a strange, excited quality:

"Chu Zihang, your swordsmanship is truly delightful!"

Chu Zihang returned the attack with a slash, his face expressionless.

Caesar dodged to the side, then swung his sword backhand: "That's right! Just like that! I can do it a few more times!"

Another cut.

"Chu Zihang!"

Caesar's voice suddenly lowered, "You really are..."

He paused.

"sweet."

Chu Zihang paused for a moment.

Those who know the facts would think they're fighting with knives, but those who don't would think they're fighting with bayonets.

Just as the two were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

hum-

Clang!

A tactical longsword came flying through the air with a sharp whooshing sound, heading straight for the two of them.

Caesar and Chu Zihang simultaneously sheathed their swords and each swung their blades, accurately knocking down the flying longsword.

The two swords struck the longsword simultaneously, producing a crisp clang. The longsword tumbled through the air a few times before crashing to the ground with a clatter.

The two turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction from which the long sword had flown.

Footsteps.

In the darkness, two figures emerged one after the other.

The one in front...

Outlandish clothing.

He had white hair, clear blue eyes, and a handsome face.

He wore an inexpensive black tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt that clearly outlined his muscle lines, and a white bathrobe that he had somehow gotten his hands on, with the neckline wide open.

He wore loose-fitting gray jogger pants and black old Beijing cloth shoes.

The way he stood there made him look like some kind of mentally polluted version of an Eastern martial artist, or like a late-stage chuunibyou patient who had escaped from a mental hospital.

It is the locust tree sequence.

While the two were fighting, I ran to the locker room and cobbled together this "die standing up" outfit. The blue eyes are colored contact lenses, and the white hair is a wig.

The one after that is much more normal.

Wearing the uniform of Kassel College, with his hands behind his back, he looked calm.

It was Lu Mingfei, who was pretending to be calm but was actually trembling with madness and wanted to run away.

Caesar stared at the two for a few seconds before his gaze finally settled on the boy in the bathrobe.

"Who are you……"

He remembered.

There's a rumored S-class student among this year's freshmen named Lu Mingfei.

The style of this person in front of me... well, it does live up to the word "genius".

Geniuses always have quirks.

"You're this year's S-class freshman?"

Caesar sheathed his hunting knife, a calm smile playing on his lips. "Looks like this year's freshmen are of good quality. Want to challenge me too?"

Huai Xu looked at him without saying a word.

The air was silent for two seconds.

Then Huai Xu smiled slightly, raised a finger, and said, "You seem to have misunderstood something. Let me explain—"

"You are the challengers."