Dragon Raja: Back from Tiling, My Mother Lu Mingfei

"You are the challengers."

As soon as those words were spoken, the central square fell silent.

Caesar Gattuso raised an eyebrow, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, as if he was quite satisfied with the answer.

"interesting."

He slung his hunting knife over his shoulder. "You're this year's S-class freshman? Lu Mingfei?"

Huai Xu didn't speak, but just smiled and looked at the two of them.

As Lu Mingfei watched this scene, he recalled what Huai Xu had told him three minutes earlier.

"Mom, when we get to the square, don't say anything, just stand there."

"Standing?"

"Yes. Put your hands behind your back, keep a calm expression, look indifferent, and turn the corners of your mouth up slightly, like... like you're watching two ants fighting."

"and then?"

"And that's it."

"What do you mean 'gone'? What if they rush over and hack me to pieces?"

"No, I'll stand in front of you."

Are you sure?

"Mom, do you believe me?"

Lu Mingfei looked into Huai Xu's eyes, which were covered in colored contact lenses, and remained silent for a moment. "I believe you."

Why?

"Because I fucking don't believe you anymore and I have no other choice."

Okay, now he's really standing here.

With his hands behind his back, he had a calm expression, indifferent eyes, and a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

He did exactly what Huai Xu said.

But the problem is, he feels like he could be killed at any moment.

"Lu Mingfei?"

Huai Xu chuckled and shook his head. "Dealing with you... there's no need for that lord to take action."

The entire room fell silent once again.

Caesar's smile froze on his face.

Even the student council members who were already awake but were still diligently lying on the ground pretending to be dead couldn't help but raise their heads.

That sir?

This title...

Lu Mingfei, who was listening nearby, was so embarrassed he almost had cancer.

He desperately wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, then crawl all the way back to China, back to Shilan High School, back to his seat, and never come out again.

But he can't.

Because Huai Xu said that this battle was crucial to his future survival in Kassel.

If he backs down here today, anyone can kick him while he's down in the future.

If he stands firm here today, anyone who wants to touch him in the future will have to think twice.

So Lu Mingfei maintained that mysterious smile.

This appearance took on a different meaning in the eyes of Caesar and Chu Zihang.

Disdain.

It was as if the two strongest men in Kassel were standing in front of him, rather than two arrogant ants.

Caesar's smile vanished.

"OK."

Caesar took a step forward. "Then I'd like to see just how capable this person is who makes you so confident."

He looked at Huai Xu, "Where's your weapon?"

Huai Xu threw his bathrobe aside.

"arms?"

He raised his hand and held up two fingers. "Only the weak need weapons."

"Then I'll see..." Caesar gripped his hunting knife, and before he finished speaking, he had already moved. "What truly makes a strong person?!"

Lunge.

A sudden advance.

The ten-meter distance seemed to be folded under Caesar's feet, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Huai Xu.

The hunting knife was raised high, its blade reflecting a cold light in the setting sun.

Then it chops down.

This strike was both swift and ruthless.

The blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and the whooshing sound only caught up with the blade after it had fallen.

too fast.

Lu Mingfei was so close that he didn't even have time to react.

He only saw a flash of white light, and then...

Lu Mingfei blinked, looked closely, and froze.

Caesar's hunting knife hovered less than ten centimeters above Huai Xu's head, but it could no longer fall.

Because two fingers were gripping the blade.

Just two.

It effortlessly caught Caesar's powerful slash.

Caesar's expression changed.

He pressed down hard, but the blade didn't budge.

He tried to pull it out, but the blade remained completely still.

"This..." Caesar's pupils contracted slightly.

Everyone in the square who was still conscious witnessed this scene.

Although Chu Zihang's expression didn't change much, his grip on Murasame's fingers tightened slightly without him noticing.

He didn't see it clearly.

In that brief moment, he didn't even see how Huai Xu made his move.

At that distance and speed, theoretically there is absolutely no reaction time.

If it were up to him, the only way to deal with it would be to anticipate the trajectory of the blade the moment Caesar charged forward, block it in advance, and then use the momentum to retreat and create distance.

But Huai Xu stood there and caught the knife with two fingers.

Caesar took a deep breath, gave up the contest, drew his sword, and took three steps back.

He looked at Huai Xu and reassessed the significance of the white-haired boy before him.

"interesting."

Before he finished speaking, he moved again.

This time it wasn't a single cut.

It was three cuts.

The first slash comes down diagonally from the upper left, the second slash follows closely with a horizontal cut to the waist and abdomen, and the third slash comes up from below.

The three strikes were executed in a single, continuous motion, their light blending seamlessly into one.

Huai Xu's hand moved in the air, his fingers seemed to have a tracking function, each cut was firmly clamped by those two fingers.

Caesar retreated, his breathing slightly rapid.

He looked at the hunting knife in his hand, then at Huai Xu's fingers, and frowned.

He did hold back a bit in his first move, wanting to test his opponent's strength.

But those three cuts that followed were real.

They didn't hold back.

But it was still caught.

And it was much easier than he had imagined.

At this moment, Chu Zihang, who had been standing to the side, made a move.

The village rain was unsheathed, a silver light shooting straight to the left side of the locust tree inscription.

It was caught again.

Chu Zihang's expression finally changed slightly.

He sheathed his sword, changed his angle, and thrust it out from the right side.

Huai Xu raised his left hand, revealing two fingers.

Chu Zihang tried twice more.

From different angles, with different forces, and even interspersed with two feints.

But the result is the same.

No matter how he swung the knife, those two fingers would always appear in the right place at the last moment before the blade fell, and then firmly clamp the knife between them.

Chu Zihang returned to his original position, his expression solemn.

Caesar walked over to him and said in a low voice, "Did you figure it out?"

Chu Zihang nodded.

"Very stiff."

Caesar nodded. "It's all instinct and reaction speed; there's no unnecessary movement."

"Even the steps are unsteady."

"Yes. His lower body is unstable, so his physical fitness is probably not very strong."

The two exchanged a glance, then looked at Huai Xu, their expressions becoming complicated.

What is this?

talent?

No practice or skill is needed; one can reach this level simply through instinct and reflexes.

If so...

The talent of this person in front of me is simply terrifying.

Caesar took a deep breath and gripped his hunting knife tightly.

"Chu Zihang".

"Um."

"Let's go together."

Chu Zihang did not refuse.

Two figures rushed out at the same time.

One left and one right.

One blade cleaves down from above, the other slashes up from below.

The two knives attacked simultaneously from completely opposite directions, blocking all of Huai Xu's escape routes.