Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

"Stop!" Caesar raised his hand, his voice authoritative, silencing the clamor in the meeting hall.

"As a freshman, she has the right to choose whether or not to join a club. I invited her on behalf of the student council, but she has now rejected us, that's all."

Caesar's icy blue eyes remained expressionless: "As for the true extent of her bloodline strength, I think time will tell."

"Heh, Caesar, you're right. A sheep can't pretend to be a wolf," someone replied with a laugh, their face full of sarcasm.

Caesar remained silent, his brows furrowing slightly as if he had heard some noise outside the window.

Pushing open the window of the Norton Hall conference room, the voice became clearer; it was a girl's voice, along with the roar of a sports car engine.

"Chicago, Chicago, I want to go to Chicago!"

In the pouring rain, the girl drove her convertible around the dormitory building. She had the top down, her hair was soaked, her skirt clung to her body, revealing her beautiful figure, and her dark red hair swayed in the wind and rain.

The commotion was so great that every window in the entire dormitory building was opened, and countless people looked down at the same time.

The girl's eyes were so bright, her dark red pupils seemed to hold stars, she was as beautiful as an angel, yet when she shouted loudly she looked like a little madwoman.

"I want to go to Chicago! I want to go to Chicago! Anyone want to come with me to Chicago?!"

Watching the girl drive into the rain and shout, everyone felt a surge of heroic impulse. Life is always like this; you'll have some unexpected ideas, and then you'll embark on a trip on a whim.

What's more, the girl traveling with us was so stunning. She had a slim waist, long legs, and bright eyes. She was as beautiful as a red elf in the dark night. No one could resist being amazed by such beauty. How could anyone bear to refuse such an invitation? Even monks would probably want to leave the monastic life after seeing her.

Caesar felt as if his heart had been struck hard. Before he came to Kassel College, there were always girls who would try their best to get close to him and would always say things they thought were very romantic.

Caesar never believed in love at first sight or the idea that Cupid had already connected them, but he would always say in a gentlemanly manner, "Is that so? That's certainly a romantic god of love."

But in that instant, watching that pretty red-haired girl driving a sports car in the rain, calling out to her companions like a little bandit, he couldn't help but believe that perhaps destiny really does exist in this world.

So almost without hesitation, he pulled the Desert Eagle from his pocket, fired a shot into the air, and jumped out of the conference room window without hesitation.

The sky was filled with torrential rain, as if the entire horizon was shrouded in darkness without a single ray of light.

The blond, blue-eyed man, wielding a Desert Eagle rapid-fire rifle in both hands, leaped from a third-floor window. Behind him was the light from inside the room, and in his hands was a spark that ignited the darkness.

The man declared with an air of royalty that he was going to take the passenger seat from the red-haired girl. In that instant, everyone else who was itching to join in was as if doused with a bucket of cold water, and they instantly sobered up.

Everyone understood Caesar's meaning, and Caesar was the number one person in the hearts of countless people in this academy, a true prodigy. Whenever he went to war, everyone would retreat.

Even if they were unwilling, everyone could only watch helplessly as the king-like man ran towards the elfin girl. Their encounter was so breathtaking, just like Eve and Adam in the myth.

That was an irresistible destiny.

but,

Screw destiny!

In the pouring rain, after Caesar leaped from the third floor and got into the sports car destined for him, a figure in a school uniform jumped from the fifth floor. Her long hair flew wildly, revealing a girl's pale and solemn face.

Despite being five stories high, the girl landed as lightly as a leaf without needing to exert any force. She reached the speeding sports car and brought the roaring steel behemoth to a stop with just one hand!

Her long, jet-black hair danced wildly in the wind and rain. The girl stopped the sports car with one hand, while the long knife in her other hand, as red as blood, was raised high in front of everyone's shocked gazes, and finally cut the axle of the sports car!

Chapter 69 I heard you want to see me?

Genji despised everything that was predetermined. Wasn't fate just something to be cut down with a single stroke?

So when she saw Caesar running toward Nono, she jumped out of the window without hesitation, still holding her knife in her hand.

The original story was unfolding before her eyes. She knew that after this crazy rainy night, the red-haired little witch would be with this top-tier nobleman.

They were a match made in heaven; their love was passionate and everyone would bless them.

But Genjiro did not want to offer her blessings.

Perhaps it was because Nono arrogantly accused her of pretending, or perhaps it was Caesar's condescending invitation, or perhaps it was because the rain was too heavy and she never liked rainy nights; in any case, Genji was in a very bad mood.

When she's in a bad mood, she can't stand seeing others in a good mood, especially the two people who are the culprits causing her bad mood.

She didn't care whether the two of them were together or not, but Genji was never a good-tempered person. Three years in Tokyo had cultivated her ferocity, and when the Ghost Clan mentioned her, the word "madwoman" would only come to mind.

Dr. Dragon's death and departure from Japan have kept her in a good mood, making her too lazy to care about anything. But now she's a bit unhappy, so someone is going to suffer.

The girl's body looked so thin and frail, like a swaying bamboo in the wind and rain, and her arms were so slender and pale. Yet, it was this seemingly harmless arm that forced the speeding sports car to a stop!

The engine roared under the strain, and the sports car's rear wheels screeched against the ground, sending sparks flying before finally lifting off the ground. Amidst that teeth-grinding, ear-piercing sound, the girl swung her knife with one hand and severed the axle!

Under a pitch-black sky, with muddy ground beneath her feet, the girl's long hair danced wildly in the torrential rain. A faint smell of blood permeated the air, emanating from the cherry-red longsword. The sword seemed to have absorbed plenty of blood, constantly radiating a chilling aura.

Countless people watched in horror at this scene. In the pouring rain, the girl's figure was both ferocious and majestic. She slowly raised her head, and a pair of blazing golden eyes on her pale face burned fiercely, like an inextinguishable torch.

Everyone whose gaze swept over her involuntarily lowered their heads; no one dared to meet her eyes, just as no subject would dare to be disrespectful and look directly at the emperor.

Genji's gaze slowly settled on the person in the car. At this moment, the red-haired little witch's face was pale, filled with frightened fear.

Her dark red eyes were fixed on the girl in front of her, filled with disbelief and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

The girl, who was skilled in surveying, seemed to have sensed something at that moment. Her fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and she looked at Genji as if she had seen some extremely evil demon.

The blond, blue-eyed boy was quite surprised. He raised his eyebrows, but before he could utter a question, he was interrupted by the girl's cold gaze.

"You're disturbing me."

Amidst the howling wind and rain, the girl's voice was both soft and deafening. She looked down at the two people in front of her and said, word by word, "Don't bother me anymore."

The sound of raindrops hitting an umbrella came from behind. A boy in a black trench coat walked slowly towards me, holding a black umbrella. His golden eyes, which never went out, seemed like fireflies in the darkness.

Chu Zihang walked to Yuan Zhinv's side, but a scene that surprised everyone appeared. This cold and arrogant boy lowered his head slightly and held up an umbrella for the girl like a guard.

The girl merely glanced at him indifferently, sheathed her knife, turned, and walked into the rain without saying a word, as if she didn't know Chu Zihang at all.

With his eyes slightly lowered, no one could see the boy's expression clearly. Before anyone could react, the school's administrative staff, who were late in arriving at the scene, finally arrived.

Dozens of guns were pointed at Caesar at the same time. These muscular men were on high alert. The leader said in broken Chinese, "The Academy does not allow the use of firearms on campus except on Free Day!"

"Come out and come with me! Professor Manstein is already waiting for you!"

Helpless, Caesar got out of the wrecked car. He turned to look at the girl in the driver's seat, but the beautiful girl, who looked like a red elf, was staring blankly in a certain direction.

That was the direction the S-class freshman had left, but now only the dark wind and rain remained.

The absurd farce came to an abrupt end, but the excitement on the college's official website forum was just beginning.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, what kind of monster is that?! That's a Ferrari! I must be dreaming, otherwise how could I see someone stop a Ferrari with one hand?! And even cut the axle with their other hand! This is like a dream!"

"Who was it that said this S-class freshman was a pure and innocent little white flower? As expected, none of those selected for S-class are simpletons. Damn it, I was actually fooled by her appearance!"

"How could an ordinary hybrid possess such terrifying power? Unless she has a Word of Power that enhances her body, but aren't Words of Power forbidden in the academy? Could this be pure physical strength? Don't be ridiculous, I must be dreaming!"

"In this situation, there are only two possibilities: either her bloodline surpasses that of the vice principal, allowing her to forcibly activate the Word of Power, or her physical strength has reached the level of a second or third generation species. Which explanation do you find more acceptable?"

"My goodness, you can't tell at all from her appearance! I really thought she was some pitiful, helpless little white flower. Now that I think about it, as the daughter of the principal's friend, she can't be too bad, after all, the principal doesn't seem like the type to have ordinary friends..."

"I knew it was impossible for an S-rank girl to be an ordinary girl. I told you back then that there must be a devil's heart hidden under that angelic face, but you didn't believe me. Now look what happened! Let's see if your faces hurt!"

One term after another popped up, and the forum was incredibly lively late at night. Even many executives from overseas were curiously browsing the forum. In just a few hours, everyone knew that Kassel College had produced a new S-class student.

The sudden appearance of Genjiro attracted a lot of attention, but the live broadcast the next day made many people realize that she was just a fake, and the attention gradually faded. When she was talked about again, it was mostly just a joke.

Ultimately, in this world where strength reigns supreme, no matter how beautiful you are or how pitiful your background is, some people may sympathize with you, but most will definitely look down on you, especially when they think your strength is not worthy of your status.

In addition, only a few people have the insight to see through the situation. Most people did not see the clues in the live broadcast and thought it was just a simple tutoring session, which made them look down on this S-level freshman who appeared out of nowhere.

But at this moment, all those who had previously looked down on and mocked Genji were thoroughly slapped in the face. Recalling their antics not long ago, they seemed like foolish and ridiculous clowns.

I just don't know just how strong this S-class freshman is.

For a time, speculation about Yuan Zhinv's strength even overshadowed the other two parties involved. No one cared where the young master and the little witch had been invited for tea; they were more interested in discussing Chu Zihang, who appeared last.

"By the way, did anyone notice? Chu Zihang seems to know this freshman. He even held an umbrella for her. What's the relationship between these two? Are they siblings? But aren't they Chinese and Japanese?"

"I just dug up the previous ones, and guess what I found? Chu Zihang's mentor is Professor Schneider, and Kazama Ruri's mentor is also Professor Schneider. Moreover, Kazama Ruri enrolled even earlier, but she hasn't reported for duty yet."

"So these two are senior sister and junior brother? But they don't seem very familiar to me. Kazama Ruri left without even speaking to Chu Zihang. She seemed very cold."

"That's normal, isn't it? Chu Zihang doesn't seem like the type to get close to anyone. This Super A-level feels as cold as an iceberg! But even so, he's still willing to bet 5000 yuan that his senior sister can pass the test. That's some kind of trust."

"Wait a minute, Chu Zihang is a Super A-rank, and Kazama Ruri is an S-rank. What incredible luck did Professor Schneider have? Both of his students are so amazing! And isn't Freedom Day coming up soon? Will the student council still be able to beat the Lionheart Society?"

"I'm also thinking about the day I'll be free! Caesar is in danger this time. He already had Chu Zihang as a formidable rival, and now Kazama Ruri has appeared. I feel like the student council is going to crash and burn this time. I'm betting on the Lionheart Society when the market opens this year!"

……

The discussion was so popular that countless comments were being posted every minute. It was impossible to tell how many people were gathered in this forum at that moment, and the speed at which messages were being scrolled through was ridiculously fast.

But Yuan Zhinv was unaware of this. She calmly returned to her dormitory, her face expressionless.

Susie saw her return several times, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself. The girl's expressionless face was completely different from her innocent and radiant demeanor in the previous live stream, making people afraid to approach her.

It's like a precious sword being drawn from its sheath. The sharp, dirty things inside the sheath don't usually seem dangerous, and people might even hold it and play with it. But once it's drawn, the stench of blood hits you, and no one wants to or dares to get close.

Susie could only observe her secretly, but the girl simply put down the knife, turned around and went into the bathroom. A moment later, the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.

Susie frowned deeply. She had also seen the discussion on the forum, but she could clearly sense Kazama Ruri's coldness towards Chu Zihang.

Or rather, it was just Kazama Ruri's one-sided indifference. Chu Zihang still cared about this senior sister, asking her to pass on a message and even personally holding an umbrella for her. Unfortunately, the girl didn't seem to appreciate it.

Susie was a very smart girl. She keenly sensed that something was wrong. Her new roommate didn't seem to want to have much to do with Chu Zihang, while Chu Zihang was the opposite, trying his best to get involved.

This bizarre logic baffled Susie for a moment, and what happened next was even more perplexing.

Nono hasn't come back yet. This little red-haired witch has gone off to have some fun somewhere. But Susie isn't worried because this willful girl always does whatever she wants.

There was no further movement from Caesar's side, but the student council was subtly showing some hostility. Susie encountered several people trying to cause trouble, but her new roommate didn't seem to care.

This roommate gave her a strange feeling. She looked innocent and simple, and was usually easy to talk to. She seemed to have no temper at all. Even when the student council members came to her door to cause trouble, she would just walk away indifferently and not care at all.

But when she jumped from the fifth floor that night, it was as if she was carrying a silent, thunderous rage.

But that's not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is her attitude towards Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang has been trying to see her, but she has never been willing to meet him.

Chu Zihang wasn't angry. He still came to see her every day, bringing all sorts of gifts. It didn't matter if they didn't meet; it was as if he was just delivering gifts.

Susie knew Chu Zihang very well, but still didn't understand the meaning of his behavior until she saw the overwhelming discussion on the forum about how good Chu Zihang's relationship with the S-class freshmen was, and then she vaguely realized something.

Chu Zihang seemed to be making a gesture for others to see, or perhaps he was silently putting pressure on Kazama Ruri.

As the person in the entire college who is probably the most familiar with Chu Zihang, Su Xi has no idea what he wants to do. She can only see that the campus forum is becoming more and more lively as the day of freedom draws closer.

"It feels like this day of freedom is a foregone conclusion. No matter how powerful Caesar is, he can't beat two equally monstrous individuals! It seems the Lionheart Society is going to get their revenge this year."

"You can't say that. Kazama Ruri hasn't joined the Lionheart Society yet, has he? I feel like Kazama Ruri doesn't seem to like these clubs, and maybe she won't join. Besides, even if Caesar lost to two opponents, it's not shameful. I admire him instead."

"How could Kazama Ruri not help Chu Zihang? Please, they are professors, true fellow disciples. Even if Kazama Ruri didn't join the Lionheart Society, she would still help Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang is despicable for actually seeking outside help!"