"Okay, the intermission is over. The third seed player Lu Mingfei is on the court. He is going to charge..."

The vice-principal slapped Fingel on the shoulder, glared at him and said, "Why are you so crazy? Please calm down!"

Angers was lost in the past and muttered: "Fingel, how could you become like this? Although you were a bit unreliable back then, how could you be so out of line? Who led you astray?

…”

Chu Zihang looked at the vice principal calmly.

There was a rumor circulating privately in Kassel College last year that Lu Mingfei was actually Angers' illegitimate son. If all the news today spreads, Professor Manstein will probably have a younger brother.

Lu Mingfei stroked his sleeves, his face hardened, but his heart felt a little weak.

The main thing is that this thing not only recognizes blood, but also has brute force.

Norton never considered that the person who could pull out this set of swords would be weak in strength. This set of swords was originally for his own use.

In the previous life, Lu Mingfei's theory could directly lead to "laziness", but practice is reality, and reality is cruel.

Except for the smallest "Lust" which he pulled out completely, the second "Taotie" was unsheathed an inch, and the third "Greed" trembled. In front of the following ones, he fully demonstrated the power of a mayfly to shake a tree.

A profound level of martial arts.

There is no big difference in physical fitness between the person he is now and the person he was in the last life.

If you want to pull out the seven swords under normal conditions, the difficulty level is higher than using the red dot and Old Tang to fight in the interstellar.

But the vice principal gave too much!

Of course he doesn't care about grades, but Lu Mingfei doesn't want to take Eriyi to enjoy campus time one day when Eriyi knows that the only S-level student in the college failed numerous courses last semester.

Although the girl wouldn't care at all.

But if you like someone, you will want your image in her heart to be perfect, and no blemishes should be allowed to exist.

Lu Mingfei showed determination, it seemed that he had to resort to some tricks!

After all, we are all our own people in this room, so being exposed is not a problem.

He walked to the table, grabbed the handle of the "Lust" knife, and tried to pull it out. There seemed to be another force holding the dagger tightly in the knife box, and it was indeed the same as last time.

"Take your time, don't rush."

The vice-principal was comforting him. He could see that Lu Mingfei's bloodline advantage was sufficient, but he just lacked strength. This little guy needed more physical training.

But the next moment, the old guy stood there stunned.

At that moment, something pressed down on him and his heart almost stopped.

Several people in the room felt the sudden oppression, as if there was a sting of needles deep in their blood vessels!

He rubbed his eyes, and he still saw the slightly thin figure in front of him, but his aura was completely different.

Lu Mingfei slowly stretched out his hand and stroked the knife case. The dark red lines on the surface of the knife case suddenly lit up like vines, pulsing like blood. The mixed sounds of seven heartbeats suddenly stopped, as if they were cut in half!

In the deathly silence, seven knives slowly popped out of the knife box automatically.

The originally manic and ferocious alchemical knife became as docile as a sheep, sliding out of the knife box on its own to show submission.

As the Lord of Bronze and Fire, he issued orders that cannot be disobeyed.

The vice-principal stared firmly into Lu Mingfei's eyes.

Sure enough, just like in the video, the dark golden pupils seemed to be flowing with hot magma, and the fierce eyes were cold and sharp.

Lu Mingfei didn't show it deliberately, but the innate sense of oppression against any living being that coexists with his personality still leaked out a little, filling the room.

This was completely different from watching a video. He could look at the screen and admire Lu Mingfei's dazzling look in the video, as well as his majestic and gorgeous golden eyes. But when this scene actually appeared in front of him, that kind of bloody

The feeling of oppression made him feel like facing an ancient dragon!

Is this the child Angers chose as his killer weapon?

A gentle sigh sounded in the room.

Lu Mingfei pressed the slipped swords back into the knife case one by one. As the last sword returned to the case, the bloody vine-like lines spreading on the knife case and the sword itself slowly disappeared.

The Seven Deadly Sins became quiet again.

The whole house was silent.

…

…

"What are you thinking about?" Angers raised his eyebrows.

The vice-principal moved a chair and sat at the desk. The set of seven deadly sins was still in front of him. He frowned and stared at the set of alchemical knives, puzzled.

Hearing Angers voice, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Do you know the height of my bloodline?"

"I probably know a little bit."

"What's the rough idea?"

"He's taller than me anyway. Among the people I know, only that guy from Tokyo can beat you in terms of bloodline height."

"Uesugi Koshi?" the vice-principal asked, "Today I will teach you something more. In the inheritance of Flamel's lineage, we believe that awakening the spirit does not depend on pure bloodline concentration, but more on bloodline advantages."

"Is there a difference between the two?"

"Is the dragon blood of the Dragon King the same as the dragon blood of non-first-generation pure-blooded dragons?" the vice-principal asked rhetorically.

Angers was speechless.

"We have compared the refined second-generation dragon blood with the third-generation dragon blood, and it has been confirmed that there is indeed a 'bloodline advantage' in the dragon bloodline. This advantage does not depend on concentration, but on innate superiority, just like dragon blood.

Blood also has distinctions between high and low."

The vice-principal continued, "The awakened word spirit of the mixed race first looks at the concentration and the second is the advantage. My word spirit is [Discipline], and the order is No. 106. Chu Zihang's [Junyan] is not as high as mine. Although the word spirit is

The ordering of the periodic spiritual table is based on stability, but facts have long proven that the more unstable the spiritual spirit is, the more powerful it is."

"The higher the level of the word spirit, the closer it is to the essence of dragon power. We believe that there is a 'spirit' in the blood of every mixed race. This is the key to releasing the word spirit, and my [commandments] can directly force it."

The spirit' enters a deep sleep, resulting in the hybrid being unable to use the speech spirit."

Having said this, the vice-principal smiled and said: "Scientist, can you explain the nature of [the commandments] using scientific theories?"

"..." Ange was speechless, this old man holding a grudge.

"I won't tease you anymore." The vice-principal shrugged, "My bloodline concentration is not as high as you think. Don't forget the critical blood limit, but my bloodline advantage is very high."

Angers frowned and said: "You haven't exceeded the critical blood limit yet? Didn't you make the Nibelung Plan?"

"I did experiment on myself, but there was too little serum, and I am already old. The precious serum should be reserved for outstanding young people. I would have done my job decades ago," the vice-principal said lazily.

"I remember, you guys have some in stock, right?" Ange asked in surprise.

Serum is indeed extremely precious. One of the main reasons why they formulated the Nibelung Plan was because they obtained Constantine's Dragon Bone Cross and extracted the precious Dragon King Serum from it.

But he absolutely didn't believe that this old guy didn't have serum to strengthen himself.

The Flamel family's foundation in this aspect is no weaker than that of the Beowulf family.

"I told you, leave it to outstanding young people." The vice-principal waved his hand, not wanting to discuss the matter, "What I care about at the moment is that Lu Mingfei's pedigree is unquestionable. In every aspect, he surpasses me. I

I felt the oppression from his golden eyes. It was the suppression of blood. No matter in terms of concentration or advantage, I was defeated. What is the speech spirit of such an outstanding blood descendant?"

This old man with a big belly squinted his eyes and looked directly at Angers with a dark expression, changing his indifferent tone for many years.

"In my opinion, even Uesugi Etsu can't compare to him. Uesugoshi's Kotō Spirit is [Black Sun], ranked 110. It is almost the strongest Kotō Spirit under the Candle Dragon among the fire element spirits."

Ange scratched his head and said: "I remember you have never met Uesugoshi, why do you say he is not as good as Mingfei?"

"Because you chose him." The vice-principal sighed. "You chose him as your trump card, which proves that he is the most promising person you know. He must surpass Uesugi Koshi. His speaking spirit is... [Rhine]

? Or a taboo above the [Rhine]?"

Angers crossed his hands and rested them on his chin, lowering his eyebrows and saying nothing.

"Okay, okay, it seems it's not time for you to fully show your cards yet."

The vice principal stood up with a helpless smile.

Taking advantage of Ange's meditation, he quietly moved to the secret compartment of the bookcase, opened the secret compartment, took a peek at Ange, and with lightning speed, secretly took out two bottles of old wine that had been collected for many years.

On the way, he still said in a sad tone,

"Ange, what I'm worried about is actually you. Don't get cut by the sword in your hand."

He walked out of the principal's office with two bottles of old wine and sighed before going out.

Although he deliberately used an excuse to make Angers fall into deep thought so that he could steal two bottles of good wine while he was distracted, the fact that this guy could fall into such deep thought proved that he also had doubts in this regard.

It seems that Ange is really licking blood this time.

After a long time.

Ange, who was behind the desk, raised his head, glanced at the hidden compartment, and curled his lips.

It's a pretty good deal to temporarily silence this old guy with two bottles of wine.

As for Lu Mingfei...
To be continued...