"Let's try it with the next Caesar." The principal interrupted the sad scene where Fingel was making fun of the silent Chu Zihang and said.
Caesar heard the words and walked up, looked at the principal and waited for instructions.
With the previous experience, the principal also learned the lesson, "Let's start from the beginning."
Caesar tilted his head and gently rolled up his sleeves, revealing biceps that were even better trained than Fingel's. Fingel behind him rolled his sleeves down in embarrassment.
Raising his hand to hold the 'Lust', Caesar suddenly felt a strange breath lingering from his fingertips, like some kind of red silk gently rubbing his fingers, arms, and gradually wrapping his
whole body.
This made him a little surprised, thinking that he, like Fingel and Caesar, would have a good compatibility with lust? This lust is really lustful. Who can take advantage of this entire bus?
You can even unplug and plug it in a few times and play with the accelerator and brake.
Caesar exerted his strength, and for a moment he felt that he had successfully pulled out the sword, but to his surprise, Lust pulled out a short distance after receiving the force, and the blade in the sword slot was like
As if it was stuck in a mechanism, he pulled out a small section and then stopped moving. No matter how much force he applied from another angle, Caesar could not pull him out completely. The ribs just kept shaking in the sword case.
"It's hooked." Caesar reluctantly let go and pressed the 'Lust' back into the sword case.
"It seems that there is indeed a compatibility, but it's just a little bit off." The vice-principal commented. At least it's not motionless, which means that the "lust" itself is actually quite conflicted about whether to bite this hook.
"This is really hell." Fingel couldn't help but complained in a low voice.
"Do you have any wrong preconceptions about me?" Caesar glanced at Fingel and couldn't help but said.
"He is very prejudiced against you." Lu Mingfei patted Fingel on the shoulder, "He hates the rich... after all, he is a class enemy."
Caesar didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything. His fighting skills were all developed when he was sarcastic with Chu Zihang. Fingel and Lu Mingfei were still in contact with him for the time being.
He was not above the level, and he was the only one who was choked to the point of being speechless when talking nonsense to them.
"Second, 'Taotie', I think you are very promising. The food at student union gatherings is always very good. I heard that every meal has plenty of Boston lobster and red crab." the vice-principal encouraged.
Caesar followed the same pattern, with a steady stance, his palm stretched out flat and pressing the handle of the Atkan sword, and then he turned his wrist and tapped his five fingers together to exert force!
‘Taotie’ sat firmly on Mount Tai without swaying.
"It seems that the student union has to change the recipes occasionally." Caesar did not look disappointed, and even teased himself.
The third 'Greed' also rejected Caesar, and the fourth 'Laziness' did the same. Several alchemical swords that seemed to be in line with Caesar's 'virtue' all said 'No' to this noble prince. This made
Caesar's expression became more serious as he went back, and Fingel noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere and closed his mouth and stopped talking nonsense.
Arriving in front of the fifth 'Arrogance', Caesar stretched out his hand and placed his hand on the oblate hilt of the Han Bafang sword. Deep down in his heart, he was actually a little uneasy. Just like Angers said, if this is regarded as an exam,
, he didn’t want to get zero points, because Chu Zihang had passed anyway, and he didn’t want to admit that he was weaker than Chu Zihang, no matter in which aspect.
Maybe this can be regarded as his own 'arrogance'? He couldn't help but think about it. Many people thought that the president of the student union was arrogant and arrogant. He didn't think that he was like those people said, but a thousand people were against one person.
If all the comments are like this, then this person more or less really needs to think about whether he has some problems.
Caesar thought a lot, and even though he was restrained, he was still a little impatient. His fingers were pressed against the hilt of the Eight-sided Han Sword. At this moment, he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. His face turned slightly.
The sound of the wind flowing around him was clearer than ever before, making him feel as if he was standing on a green hill. Winds from all directions gathered here like elves. The soft and loving voice behind him made him shut up.
Close your eyes to catch the spirits of the wind and smell the wind's trajectory.
Maybe he was 'arrogant', because at this moment Caesar remembered the reason for his rebelliousness and arrogance, and also remembered that the hand on his shoulder had been away from him for a long time.
Caesar pulled out the 'Arrogance', and the sword was unsheathed in all directions with a light wind sound. It did not cut off the ears or stab people. The sword body of the 'dragon-colored' shaped Han sword suddenly lost its shadow under the light and shadow.
The lines on the blade refract light at different angles, making those who look at it dizzy.
"It makes sense." Angers clapped softly.
Looking at the 'arrogance' in his hand, Caesar glanced back, but did not see what he wanted to see, so he silently inserted the dangerous sword back before the living bloodthirsty desire in the Han sword was aroused.
In the Dragon Sword Box.
"It's a pity, I prefer the 'Taotie' or the 'Rage' to the Han sword." Caesar said with regret as he retreated back to the group of people.
'Taotie' and 'Wrath' are Damascus swords and horse-cutting swords respectively. In terms of usage and shape, they are closer to Caesar's hunting knife named 'Dictado'. The Han sword is indeed not a big deal for him.
A handy weapon.
"If you want, you can try again to see if you can pull out Fury. After all, there is never a rule that a person can only pull out one." Angers suggested.
"No, I think it's enough to pull out 'arrogance'." Caesar shook his head and refused.
There was a voice in his heart telling him that perhaps the only one he could pull out among the seven weapons was 'arrogance'. This was an unfounded intuition. He was willing to believe this intuition instead of going for the horse-killing sword again.
I showed my ugliness once before.
"Lu Mingfei, it's your turn." Ange looked at Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei shook his shoulders slightly, calmed down his mood, and walked to the light of the chandelier as if he was going to the execution ground.
"Don't be too stressed." Angers reassured him, "This should be easy for you!"
"Okay." This means that he has taken advantage of all seven 'virtues', right?
Lu Mingfei wanted to spit some saliva into his palms, but he felt it was unhygienic, so he could only rub his hands hard to warm them up, and take a deep breath to strengthen his courage.
"It's still the same, starting from 'lust'." said the vice-principal.
Lu Mingfei nodded, put his hand tentatively on the ribs, and then paused.
His reaction shocked everyone, because judging from the experience of the three people before drawing swords, it seems that when encountering a sword that matches the characteristics, the moment you hold the handle of the sword, you will feel like being hit by static electricity.
(At least that's what the onlookers saw), and then it was a matter of course to draw the sword.
But in fact, Lu Mingfei didn't feel anything special at all now. He just felt a little nervous in his heart. He paused because he knew that he had probably been rejected by 'lust', otherwise he would have been the savior in Harry Potter.
The first time he held the wand of holly wood and phoenix feathers, he had a heartfelt feeling. However, he didn't even feel the hair now. He just felt that the handle of the knife with a ribbed handle felt very good, and it should be quite easy to use it to commit seppuku.
..
Lu Mingfei pulled out hard. Unexpectedly, his lust actually made him pull out such a large piece! But just like Caesar, the remaining small piece of the blade was sucked into the slot of the sword.
, the huge magnetic force locked the rib inside, and it couldn't be completely pulled out no matter what!
"Not sexy enough." The vice-principal shook his head and commented.
Lu Mingfei let go of his hand, and his vagina was sucked back in and inserted firmly. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the vice principal's comment. What does it mean that he is not sexy enough? The hormones of 18 or 9-year-olds are also yours.
Can you comment? Do you have this qualification? Do you still have morning erections every morning? How dare you comment on the good guys for not being horny enough.
Well...he seems to be getting competitive in a weird way.
Lu Mingfei felt that his erotic heart had been insulted, and before the vice-principal could say anything, he raised his hand and pressed it on the Taotie... There was still no special feeling of happiness, which made him even more puzzled.
Two family buckets in one night are not enough to satisfy one's appetite. Do we really have to learn how to eat human flesh like Hannibal in order to be recognized?
He pulled out the sword with force... Weird thing, the 'Taotie' was pulled out just like the 'Lust', but just like the 'Lust', the edge of the Damascus sword got stuck in the sword case. Lu Mingfei didn't believe it.
After shaking it twice, the remaining small part could not be pulled out.
"Isn't this thing broken?" Lu Mingfei let go of the 'Taotie' in confusion, and the sword hurriedly rolled back into the sword slot and was held firmly.
"The orthodox craftsmanship is still worthy of trust. After all, this is the work of 'Tianji Pavilion'. Even the guys from the equipment department were full of praise for the techniques there when they went to Zhengde. One or two even wanted to stay put."
He rebelled against the party and changed his nationality to join the orthodox and learn the skills of blowing bellows and blacksmithing... It's a pity that he didn't want it because he felt that the white-skinned ghost was not worthy of inheriting the craftsmanship of his ancestors." The vice-principal shrugged.
Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and said to himself that you are also one of the categories of racial discrimination words in your mouth, okay... He actually also knew that the vice-principal was using bad words to express the orthodox meaning that was originally euphemistic. After all, in
Some of the crafts passed down from ancestors in my hometown are about to be lost. The old people also firmly believe in the saying that it is passed down from male to female, and that it is passed down from generation to generation. They would rather lose it than break the rules, let alone let it pass into the hands of outsiders.
"Then there's 'greed'." said the vice-principal.
"Junior brother, I think you are quite greedy. Every time you eat chicken drumsticks, you clearly agreed to have four drumsticks per person. When you eat five drumsticks, you insist on eating three drumsticks. You even hide one drumstick under the table and hold it in your hand." Fingel said appropriately.
I gave Lu Mingfei some BUFF at the right time. I don't know if this was meant for Lu Mingfei or for the 'greedy' in front of Lu Mingfei.
"Fingel, shut up!" Lu Mingfei held the hilt of Kramer's sword, and his whole body suddenly fell into silence.