Chapter 249: Battle, Small Victory

"Ten minutes, one minute left, just right." Lu Mingfei put his hands in his pockets and looked at the two bright lights on the street in the distance.

This is Caesar's sports car, so only a sports car of his price can be so bright.

In fact, it is true. The sports car swings its tail gorgeously and brakes to a stop in front of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

Caesar opens the door and gets out.

"Let's go." Chu Zihang said, his words are as concise as always.

A few minutes later, the three stopped.

This is a very spacious concrete-cast ground. Looking at the scattered weeds nearby and the partially built cement buildings, it can be roughly judged that this should be an industrial zone to be built. Due to Egypt's current economic situation, this place has now become a nearby market area.

"Brother, this is a weapon." Lu Mingfei casually broke off two straight wooden roots and threw one of them to Chu Zihang.

"Okay."

Chu Zihang picked up the weapon, waved it, and tried the feel. It was very light, and it was two concepts compared to the Murasame in his palm.

Caesar watched the two warm up, looked around, found an empty seat and sat down, while thinking about Pompey's words in his mind.

The King of Sky and Wind, the power was taken away by his brother.

Which Dragon King would this "brother" be?

The Dragon King of Earth and Mountain, or the Dragon King of Ocean and Water.

In the original book, Kassel Academy confirmed that the Dragon King was a twin by salvaging the resurrection cocoon of the Dragon King in the Bronze City.

Now it is not the case. The only thing Kassel Academy knows about the Dragon King is a dragon bone of the Bronze and Fire Dragon King forged by Bai Mo from New York.

This led to Caesar's cognitive deviation. In his eyes, there are only four Dragon Kings, and the Dragon Kings on the throne are not two who share power and strength.

Now that the Bronze and Fire Kings have been conquered, there are only the King of Earth and Mountain and the King of Ocean and Water. The latter is very mysterious and there is no record of being successfully conquered in the secret party.

"An alien with the power of two Dragon Kings." Caesar felt a sense of pressure in his heart.

While Caesar was thinking, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang finished getting familiar with their weapons, and the two fought together.

The wooden stick was swung, and the wooden stick in Lu Mingfei's hand was like a sword, just right against Chu Zihang's weakness.

Lu Mingfei's eyes judged the movement of the sword swinging by the senior brother in front of him, and cleverly unloaded Chu Zihang's heavy sword, reducing the original 100% force to 70%.

Feeling that the attack missed with his fingers, Chu Zihang took a step forward, leaned close to Lu Mingfei, pressed Lu Mingfei's change of moves, and kicked out a side kick without hesitation.

The physical fitness of the hybrid species made this attack able to break the ribs.

The wooden stick in his hand was pressed down, and Lu Mingfei twisted his body, moved with force, avoided Chu Zihang's kick diagonally, and then kicked Chu Zihang with one leg.

Ruthless, fierce moves.

For Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, the S-level hybrid/senior brother in front of them needed to show their true strength. Even without using the Word Spirit, without swords, and even without the extraordinary power of violent blood and hybrids.

Chu Zihang remained calm, changed his kicking to walking, and kicked Lu Mingfei with his other foot.

The two men faced each other's legs, took each other's full-strength blows, and wrestled with wooden sticks in their hands. In less than a second, this first attempt that surpassed the nerve reaction of ordinary people was over.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other, with dark pupils and burning golden pupils.

The two men retreated tacitly, and put away the wooden sticks in their hands, just like two swordsmen who put their swords into the scabbards after the first sword fight, waiting for the next sword to be swung.

At this time, Caesar was no longer distracted by thinking about his own affairs, but devoted himself to the duel between the two.

Although this kind of battle was not as fierce as the one he and Chu Zihang had in the kendo training area of ​​Kassel Academy, holding wooden swords and slashing, the moves and techniques were already excellent enough.

Taking a deep breath, Caesar changed his sitting position and looked at the two people carefully, reviewing the movements and how he should resist and counter in his mind.

Lu Mingfei turned the wooden stick in his hand, pressed down his body, adjusted his breathing, and rushed towards Chu Zihang quickly.

He moved his body, twisted and changed, and achieved high-speed curved movement by constantly changing his steps.

To outsiders, Lu Mingfei now is like a shark swimming in the deep sea, constantly swimming, opening his fangs to bite the prey, and his silver teeth are shining.

Chu Zihang calmed down, staring at Lu Mingfei, and watching every detail of his changes.

This is... the left side.

Holding the wooden stick in both hands, Chu Zihang raised it, stepped forward with his right foot, tensed his body, stood horizontally with his feet, and chopped at Lu Mingfei with all his strength.

A sword that was as powerful as a bamboo, obviously holding only a wooden stick in his hand, but at this time Chu Zihang was like a warrior in ancient times holding a sword, ready to chop the enemy's head.

"Sorry, Senior Brother." Lu Mingfei spoke quickly, shrinking his body at the same time, and his whole figure seemed to disappear at this moment.

Stepping on the visual blind spot, Lu Mingfei relied on the false sound created by the wooden stick in his hand to trick Chu Zihang's big move.

But it can't be called a big move, after all, it was just a full-strength heavy blow with concentrated power.

The wooden stick was raised, and Lu Mingfei hit Chu Zihang's chest, using his hand as a palm to catch Chu Zihang's temporary sweep.

At the same time, the wooden stick in his hand slashed towards Chu Zihang.

But Chu Zihang broke free from Lu Mingfei's restraints at this moment, and used his shoulders as a soldier to hit Lu Mingfei's body.

Trade injury for injury?

No, not really. At this distance, Chu Zihang's shoulder impact was faster than Lu Mingfei's stick.

Lu Mingfei put away his sword and used his other hand to defend and block Chu Zihang's attack.

Bang——

With a loud sound, Lu Mingfei stepped back nine steps and stood sideways to offset the force with the stick.

Chu Zihang held the stick and rushed towards Lu Mingfei with the momentum of a tiger descending from the mountain.

Lu Mingfei's face remained unchanged, and he spun a sword flower to keep up with Chu Zihang's attack rhythm.

In just a few minutes, the two fought back and forth hundreds of times, and the moves they wielded could make the so-called masters feel ashamed.

Lightning Five Whips?

The speed that Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang could reach when swinging their swords was so high that these masters could not react at all.

Another collision of sticks, Lu Mingfei held the stick tightly and pressed it down, then suddenly pulled it down, grabbed it with his backhand, and poked Chu Zihang in the chest, causing him to retreat several steps.

"The winner is decided." Caesar commented.

The simple contest is to see that Lu Mingfei's success in this attack took advantage of Chu Zihang's misjudgment of him, thinking that his fighting style and movement steps were all Lu Mingfei had, and fooled him to the limit of his attack.

This was just a common mistake, but for them, mistakes directly determined victory or defeat.

"I lost." Chu Zihang put down the stick and calmly admitted that he lost.

Unfamiliarity is unfamiliarity, not reacting quickly is not reacting, and misjudgment is a mistake, there is no so-called reason.

Winning and losing, it's so straightforward.

"I probably took advantage of my senior brother." Lu Mingfei scratched the back of his head.

After all, Lu Mingfei had seen Chu Zihang's fighting style in New York, and he witnessed the two of them fighting with all their strength.

On the other hand, Chu Zihang didn't know much about Lu Mingfei... really.

"Your last attack was a sword." Chu Zihang frowned.

He didn't care about his failure, but Lu Mingfei's last change of tactics, holding the sword with his hand and swinging it backhanded, attracted Chu Zihang's attention.

This method is not like using a wooden root, but an iron sword, a real sharp weapon.

"Ha, ha ha." Lu Mingfei put down the wooden stick and scratched his hair.

A habitual blow, this fighting method left in his bones, caused him to forget that he was not fighting with an iron sword, but a wooden stick.

"Forget it." Chu Zihang shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ask questions. Everyone has his own secrets.

He has it, and Lu Mingfei naturally has it too. (End of this chapter)