Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

Chu Zihang did not argue; he simply said no. He knew the same thing as Caesar, and therefore, he was still on guard against the secret weapon that could emerge from any angle.

However, our Lu Mingfei is still hiding in the shadows, waiting for the snipe and the clam to fight, he wants to be the fisherman who benefits in the end.

Chapter 41 A Gentle Person

A metallic buzzing sound came from Chu Zihang's longsword vibrating rapidly.

Although the battle had ceased, the immense force exerted caused the longsword, forged from tamahagane steel, to vibrate violently, like a steel spring being plucked.

The force on the Caesar's Blade was immense. Chu Zihang was using the vibrations to dissipate the immense force he was experiencing. Looking at his blade, he said, "Compared to 'Dicked Do,' 'Murasame' is still somewhat inferior."

"So, aren't you going to reveal your hand yet?" Caesar pounced again.

The hunting knife "Dick Tudor" was fierce and powerful in his hands, while Chu Zihang's "Muramasa" was like a ghost that blended into the air, always appearing suddenly to make a fatal slash. Every time it was intercepted, it would immediately retreat and once again turn into an almost invisible wisp of light at high speed.

"Great! Fantastic!" Professor Guderian captured all the exciting moments, but his phone battery had already dropped to the red dot. He just hoped that this old phone could last a little longer. If he hadn't captured the scene of his precious Lu Mingfei intercepting Caesar and Chu Zihang, he would have lived in regret for the rest of his life.

The old professor licked his dry lips and continued filming.

The fierce battle between the two sides resembled a dance performance; once the smoke cleared, only the color of their combat uniforms could distinguish them.

A blurry black figure, a blurry crimson figure, swirling smoke spread out in the center of the office building's plaza, forming a huge arena. Dick's shadowy figure and the intense sunlight reflected by the village rain blended together and could not be separated.

The buzzing of Chu Zihang's Village Rain in the air grew more intense, mixed with Caesar's roar, the killing intent thick and sticky.

“Dick Tudor? Murasame?” Lu Mingfei sketched the shapes of the two knives in the darkness.

One was a straight, wide folding knife, and the other was a somewhat curved Japanese sword.

"Dictator" means "dictator" in ancient Rome, while "Murasame" is a legendary cursed sword that appears in many anime and games.

It is said that the famous Japanese sword "Muramasa" will automatically transform into the demon sword "Murasame" after killing a thousand people, and rainwater will naturally seep out from the blade to wash away the bloodstains after each kill.

Are these two people a dictator from Rome and a ronin swordsman from Japan?

Lu Mingfei mused to himself, "Now that we have dragons, things like demon swords, Roman emperors, and Devil Fruits don't seem so unacceptable anymore."

He weighed the baseball bat in his hand, thinking that the quality of this plastic bat was probably not enough to compare with those two famous swords. So there were only two options left.

One method is to wait until the two people are both severely injured in their fight, and then use this stick to strike the one who is still standing.

Secondly, we need to seize that "Muramasa" sword.

His sword, Kusabimaru, is a Japanese sword; without it in his hand, he never feels safe.

Lu Mingfei had witnessed a great deal of death, but he was still soft-hearted. He couldn't say that he had become numb from seeing so much. On the contrary, this made him cherish life even more, whether it was his own or someone else's. That's why he didn't kill these terrorists who only used tranquilizer darts, but simply knocked them unconscious and waited for the law to punish these criminals.

He didn't know why these people weren't using live ammunition. He could tell at a glance that those who had fallen to the ground from the gunshot wounds weren't dead because he could see the red ninja kill marks near their necks.

Corpses cannot be executed; only the living can be executed. That is why he spared his life.

He is a gentle person. He never lost his gentleness from beginning to end, but he would occasionally hide it.

However... Lu Mingfei hadn't forgotten about the sniper who had tried to kill Masashi Tomiyama. Even a tranquilizer dart would be fatal under the intense impact of a sniper rifle. That guy fired two shots at Masashi Tomiyama. Lu Mingfei couldn't see Masashi Tomiyama's neck, which was hidden in the grass, and couldn't tell if he was alive or not, but he figured his chances of survival were extremely low, almost zero.

It might not be the best way to put it, but Lu Mingfei was very confident in his judgment. He knew better than anyone else in the world what kind of injuries could be fatal.

He still believes that these people are terrorists and that they used tranquilizer darts simply because they wanted to take them back alive, not because they had any compassion.

Masafumi Tomiyama, a Master of History and PhD in Materials Science from the University of Tokyo, is a psychology instructor at Kassel College. He is a very humorous person. Lu Mingfei still remembers him joking with his right hand, making a gun gesture.

But that living, breathing Japanese PhD, who could jump and hop around and was proficient in everything from eating and drinking to defecating, died right before his eyes. He would never move again, and he would never tell jokes again.

Lu Mingfei felt as if he had returned to the day when his left hand was cut off and he watched helplessly as Genichiro Ashina took Kuro away. A deep sense of powerlessness filled his heart once again.

He has died many times. It's a terrible thing. Death locks a person in a cage that will never see the light again. The gentle breeze and sunshine, the barbecue sprinkled with cumin and scallions, and the good anime will all be irrelevant to you.

Like sinking into the winter sea, the cold, salty water engulfs everything, and every death is so painful.

Slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea in endless suffocation, his hands and feet were ice cold, and when he opened his eyes he could only see darkness. Before being resurrected by the power of the Dragon's Blood, Lu Mingfei would come to an endless dark cage.

He walks in darkness; all the light belongs to others.

He must admit that for a moment, he wanted to discuss history with Dr. Masafumi Tomiyama, sitting on an old bench in the library, browsing through precious documents, like the scholar Lu Mingfei, on another path.

But now, that road has been cut off.

A life for a life, a debt for a debt – these are fundamental principles that apply in all circumstances.

Someone has to pay the price.

That's all he can do...

With a faint sigh, Sekiro opened his eyes at this moment.

Professor Guderian, who was hiding in the narrow passage, suddenly shuddered, as if some terrible monster had awakened. He felt a prickling sensation all over his body and almost dropped his phone.

Just then, someone tapped Professor Guderian on the shoulder. Startled, he threw his phone away. The lit screen flickered a few times and then went out; the phone had run out of battery.

He used a real-time recording mode, which automatically saved the recording as it went. As long as the memory card wasn't damaged, he could extract the recorded videos at any time. But the battle wasn't over yet, so how could he be without a recording device?

He rushed out like a puppy scrambling through the mud, retrieved the phone, and his wrinkled fingers trembled as he pressed the power button, but there was no response.

"Professor? What are you doing?"

A female voice came from behind the mask; Professor Guderian recognized the voice.

"Nono! Is that you?" the professor called out as he turned around.

"It's me, Professor. Are you also participating in Freedom Day?" Wearing a red combat uniform, Nono took off her mask. Her dark red hair, tied in a ponytail, was a little messy, and the four-leaf clover earring in her ear was dangling.

It was obvious that she was the last girl left on Caesar's side, and she had secretly come from behind as the last "hidden arrow".

She never expected to meet an elderly professor with gray hair and reading glasses here.

There was a huge pile of "corpses" on display here. She thought there might be a man-eating lion hiding here, but it turned out to be an old man with no fighting ability whatsoever.

"What happened to these corpses?" Nono asked, puzzled.

"Never mind that for now! Did you bring your phone?" Professor Guderian gripped Nono's hands, his eyes filled with anxiety.

“I did bring it…” Nono said, taking out a pure white iPhone with a four-leaf clover pendant and a limited edition AERIN perfume inlaid with diamonds from a green combat bag.

"That's fantastic!" the professor exclaimed excitedly. "Quickly turn on the camera! We must record this historic moment! I'll definitely give you extra points on your final exam; you're my lucky charm!"

"But I didn't choose your class."

Nono muttered to herself as her phone was snatched away by Professor Guderian, who was as excited as a rutting teddy bear.

Chapter 42 Edge OB

"Professor, what are we doing?" Nono and Professor Guderian were hiding together in a human bunker, and even snipers couldn't lock onto them.

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough." Professor Guderian held Nono's phone, pointing the camera at Lu Mingfei first. "We'll just hide here and wait for this year's winner to be decided."

After losing the camera lens, he searched for quite a while before finally finding Lu Mingfei hiding in the shadows.

The S-class's presence was so weak that if he hadn't known roughly which pillar Lu Mingfei was hiding under from the beginning, he probably wouldn't have been able to find him at all.

Nono followed the professor's lens and noticed the masked Lu Mingfei hiding in the shadows holding a baseball bat. His messy hairstyle left a deep impression on her.

At this moment, she recalled again the fear of being dominated by Lu Mingfei and the humiliation of being tied to a motorcycle and unable to move.

The modified baseball bat in Lu Mingfei's hand was quite comical, but under that gaze, it seemed sharp enough to cut through skin.

"How did he get here?" Nono asked.

Damn it! She should have taken advantage of Caesar drawing attention ahead, sneaked around, and used the Colt pistol at her waist to take out that troublesome sniper, and also found out what was hidden in this office building. She shouldn't have wasted her time here!

Since Caesar took office, the student council has never lost a single year, and this year should be no different; they should be the ones to win.

Wait a minute... Nono suddenly thought of the strange "corpses" on the ground.

She opened her mouth wide and suddenly understood.

"It's already the start of the school year." Professor Guderian was still focused on the camera and didn't look at Nono's surprised expression. "I just picked up Lu Mingfei from school last night and was so focused on my new student that I forgot what day it was today."

"Oh, right, you seem to be one of Caesar's people too!" Professor Guderian suddenly raised his voice. "Fine, I'll make amends for lending you my phone, but you won't get any extra credit for the final exam."

He muttered to himself, but Nono didn't hear a word he said.

Nono glanced at Caesar, who was fighting fiercely ahead, and then at Lu Mingfei, who was hiding in the shadows with his eyes open, waiting for his chance.

Hopefully... no one will die.

Her Adam's apple bobbed as she swallowed.

The last time they were easily subdued, but this time it's different. Those two are the top geniuses in the academy, and they are Lu Mingfei's seniors.

Besides, since the professor is here, he must have explained the rules of the day of freedom to Lu Mingfei.

Nono still respected Professor Guderian, after all, great minds think alike.

The so-called "one day of freedom" is a privilege that students have won from the principal after ten years.

Every year on the school's anniversary, students can participate in a live-action CS game, which has three special school rules.

First, the alchemical weapons in the "ice cellar" must not be used.

Second, no casualties should be caused.

Third, students are not allowed to bring strangers from outside the school to visit.

Besides that, you can do whatever you want.

Today, Freedom Day has turned into a war between the Lionheart Society and the Student Council, with the presidents of both sides placing substantial bets, and the winner receiving additional privileges.

One of the rules is that the winner of Freedom Day cannot refuse the first girl he pursues in the academy, and the two must maintain a relationship for at least three months. This is practically a lewd clause, because you can even use this privilege on someone else's girlfriend.

There will be dedicated staff to ensure that the date takes place. They will not force the girl and the winner to take off their clothes and sleep in the same bed, but they will make sure that the two parties have meals together, watch movies together, and have enough time to get to know each other.

This year, Caesar, as the student council president, staked his Bugatti Veyron, worth tens of millions of US dollars, while Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Club, staked his Murasame.

The two items do not seem to be of equal value. A Japanese sword is obviously not comparable to a Bugatti Veyron, but the Murasame sword is of extraordinary significance to Chu Zihang. When he strokes the sword, it is as if he is wiping the body of his lover.

Caesar accepted the bet. He never cared about material things; he regarded Chu Zihang as his opponent and simply wanted a contest.

Nono should go find the sniper who is hiding, instead of huddling in a safe human fortress with an old man and watching the fight unfold.

Good heavens! Caesar is her boyfriend, how can she just stand here and observe?!

Nono sighed, as if she was struggling with something.

She plopped down next to Professor Guderian, observed three seconds of silence for Caesar, and then watched the show with great interest.