Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

Chapter 88 Your Death Star is Shining

The rain poured down, and thunder roared.

After the first round of clashes, the outcome in mid-air was already becoming clear—Xia Mi was knocked flying head-on by Ma Jiaqi and was now half-suspended in a lower airspace, her forehead damp with wet hair, her breathing still a little unsteady, showing a bit of a mess; while Lu Mingfei stood steadily on the back of the Pegasus at a higher altitude, his casual clothes fluttering in the wind, he crossed his arms, lowered his eyes, and looked down at Xia Mi below.

"Are you going to admit defeat? Xia Mi, if you admit defeat now, I might spare you this time because you worked so hard during this holiday."

"Senior brother, has anyone ever told you that you look like you deserve a beating?" Xia Mi raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes wide, and stubbornly looked at Lu Mingfei.

That past holiday was a great humiliation for her dragon life. Although she enjoyed the process, as a noble dragon king, she could not tolerate being passive. Today, even if she had to risk her life, she would beat Lu Mingfei to his knees and make him her Star Fury's teeth!

As Xia Mi thought this, the air pressure around her exploded, and fine, pale golden scales crawled up her collarbone and covered her arms. Her fingertips quickly transformed into dragon claws that gleamed with a cold light, and a pair of complete membranous wings suddenly unfolded on her back. When the lightning struck her scales, they gleamed with a cold golden light. In order to win, she completely released her suppression and entered her strongest form: Hagimi Spinosaurus Mode, activated!

"Heh heh, instead of running away, they're approaching me, Lu Mingfei?"

"If I don't get close, how am I supposed to give you a proper beating!"

A clear dragon's roar pierced the rain curtain, and Xia Mi folded her wings and swooped down with the wind, like a golden lightning bolt rushing straight at Lu Mingfei above.

"Ora ora ora ora!"

Jormungandr, the Dragon King, unleashed a barrage of punches!

With the blessing of the noble first-generation bloodline, Xia Mi's punch speed reached the extreme. A series of golden afterimages were left in the rain, as if countless dragon claw fists were smashing towards Lu Mingfei at the same time. Even the rain lines were shattered by the fist wind, making it impossible to distinguish the true trajectory of the body.

This is the "Demon Fist of Instant Death." Each punch contains the authority of the king of the earth and mountains, representing the pinnacle of power control. With each punch, the force of the punch spreads outwards along the wind, forcefully creating a circular ripple in the torrential rain. The air, compressed by the fist, emits a shrill sound as layers of force rush towards Lu Mingfei.

"Hmph! Nonsense!"

"No horse, no cart, no cart, no horse!"

Lu Mingfei neither dodged nor evaded, but simply raised his hand and retaliated with the same series of punches. His fists also left a trail of afterimages in the torrential rain, each punch precisely matching Xia Mi's dragon claw. The moment the fist and claw collided, a piercing shriek exploded in mid-air, scattering the rain and mist and revealing a large blank space.

The golden dragon claw shadow and the dark gray fist shadow mingled together, rolling into a thick vortex of clouds beneath the dark clouds, and one explosion after another shook the heavens and earth.

The aftershocks of the collision swirled into a violent downward airflow, sweeping across the entire Odin Square. The students, who had already been knocked unconscious by Frigga's bullets, were tossed about like straws by the airflow, rolling haphazardly everywhere. A few students who had miraculously survived Xia Mi's first round of bombardment could only cling tightly to the iron railings of the square's monument, gritting their teeth to prevent themselves from being swept away by the gale, while craning their necks to stare at the epic battle in mid-air that was completely beyond their comprehension, even forgetting to breathe.

"Oh my God! What the hell is that?! Those two aren't students, are they?! What kind of monsters are they?!"

"It's the Dragon King! It must be the Dragon King who has infiltrated our academy! Only the Dragon King could possess such a large-scale ability to alter celestial phenomena!"

"Help! Someone help! Where's Principal Angers?! Where's our Kassel dragon-slaying hero, Principal Angers?!"

"Come out and slay the dragon!"

Unfortunately, these cries of alarm, tinged with sobs, were torn to shreds by the raging wind carrying raindrops. The torrential rain and rolling thunder had completely drowned out all the faint human voices. The pleas for mercy and cries for help were swept away by the wind and vanished within two meters.

The fists continued to collide in mid-air, and the two seemed to be evenly matched, but a closer look would reveal:

Lu Mingfei's punches were always half a beat faster than Xia Mi's, and he always managed to strike first and accurately deflect Xia Mi's claw attacks. Xia Mi, on the other hand, was giving it her all, and her forehead was already covered in sweat. Several times she barely managed to block Lu Mingfei's punches, and her arms were numb from the impact.

In contrast, Lu Mingfei remained completely at ease throughout, acting like an adult playing house with a child.

After several more rounds of stalemate, Xia Mi's speed had slowed down, while Lu Mingfei became increasingly relaxed, even freeing one hand to yawn: "Lao Mi, is this all the strength you have? You've disappointed me."

Lu Mingfei shook his head, feigning disappointment, and deftly deflected all of Xia Mi's attacks with a single punch. Then, he raised his free hand, extending only his index finger, and pointed to the sky: "Look! Your death star is flashing!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Mi continued working, but her peripheral vision swept upwards. She didn't know when, but the thick rain clouds had been torn open by an invisible force, revealing a clear sky without a cloud in sight. Seven stars twinkled in the sky. Although it was still broad daylight, the seven stars were incredibly bright. The tail of the dimmest star was directly facing Xia Mi's heart, and the fragmented starlight flickered on and off, like a death knell beating.

In that half-second of distraction, Lu Mingfei withdrew the hand that was still blocking Xia Mi's attacks, calmly closed his eyes, and began to practice breathing exercises on the back of the celestial horse, letting all of Xia Mi's attacks fall on him. The powerful wind from the punches tore his clothes, but could not cause the slightest damage to his body.

Having completed his breathing exercise, Lu Mingfei abruptly opened his eyes. He slowly raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and said in a deep voice, "The Southern Dipper governs life, the Northern Dipper governs death! Watch closely, Xia Mi! I will only teach you once! This is the Northern Dipper Divine Fist!!!"

After saying that, Lu Mingfei threw a punch.

Xia Mi felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen, as if she were bound by invisible shackles of death. She couldn't even move her fingertips and could only watch helplessly as the fist, carrying immense power, grew larger and larger in front of her. The intense pressure of death choked her throat, and she even unconsciously stopped breathing.

With the fist less than a centimeter away from her face, Xia Mi's heart was in her throat—was this guy really going to do it?

"Hey! Senior brother! I was wrong! Spare my life, I'll do anything!"

In order to avoid being punched into shrimp paste, Xia Mi immediately backed down and loudly begged for mercy.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Lu Mingfei's fist stopped.

Even though the fist didn't touch her, the powerful blast of air still slammed into Xia Mi, sending her flying several kilometers before she finally came to a stop.

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