"What is this called, bricks flying with great strength?" Fingel was dumbfounded.
Lu Mingfei was also dumbfounded, but at the same time, he felt an inexplicable feeling of relief in his heart. At the most elegant level, it means that his thoughts are clear, and at the most vulgar level, it means that his constipation has been relieved. Seeing that the stubborn and stubborn person who can't handle it is being brute force.
It's done, don't tell me, it really feels like having the Internet talk about it.
Just take this bite, and give my brother a few more for five dollars to enjoy! Lu Mingfei almost said these words.
Without him having to say anything, Lin Nian inserted the "lazy" samurai sword into the round table with his backhand. With a "check" sound, the metal pierced the wooden table, as easily as a tachyon piercing tofu.
Lu Mingfei noticed that Ange's face, which originally had the subtle smile of his old father, changed, and he quietly put on a mask of pain as he looked at the pierced wooden table.
It is said that Angers enriched his own pockets and squandered the funds allocated to the college by the school board to enrich his personal consumption desires. It seems to be true at the moment. At least everything in the attic of the principal's office has a great origin.
This punctured table seems to be antique furniture carved by Venetian craftsmen in the 19th century.
Lin Nian was so focused on drawing the sword that he didn't even notice the expression on his principal's face that was still trying to speak. When the old guy was thinking about whether to stretch out his hand and say something about how valuable this table was, the lust in the Dragon Sword Box was revealed.
'It was pulled out with a shudder, and it felt like the pleasure of pulling out a weeping willow!
The Japanese waiter put the piece of antique furniture into the tabletop with another "cha" sound. Lin Nian changed his hands again and held the "jealousy" and "taotie" on the left and right in his forehand, as well as a Tang knife.
, an Atkan long sword was pulled out of the sword box at the moment when both arms were raised violently. There were also screams and vibrations, as if the 'living spirit' in the sword was being cruelly and mercilessly abused and screamed.
protest!
The two sounds of metal hitting wood merged into one, and the antique furniture continued to depreciate. Angers' hand that he originally wanted to stretch out also silently retracted it. Instead of continuing to estimate the price of repairing the furniture, it is better to consider what to replace the next tea table.
The ones made in the 1960s are more cost-effective.
Followed by 'arrogance' and 'greed', Han Bafang and Kramer's long swords were pulled out of the sword box after just a slight pause. Lu Mingfei clearly heard the sound of the lock core snapping in the sword slot of the sword box.
, of course, it could also be the reserve and dignity of these two alchemical swords that were broken.
Two more guests were added to the antique table. Six metal swords stood in an arc on the table, like some kind of cold weapons exhibition hall. Only the last 'Rage' was left in the Dragon Sword Box, standing there quietly, maybe
It was an illusion. Lu Mingfei felt that the handle of the sword was shaking. It must have been because he used too much force when he used 'Arrogance' and 'Greed' just now, right? Probably.
Lin Nian stretched out his hand and held the 'Rage'. This time he did not draw it out violently, but drew the sword upward little by little. The arc-shaped sword body of the sword was bathed in white light and rose little by little. The dragon inscriptions on it and
The sword inscription murmured like running water. When he finally reached the tip of the sword, he was smoothly pulled out of the sword case without any accidents and without any extra effort from Lin Nian.
With a sound of 'Check', the Zhanma Sword was chopped into the center of the six arc-shaped swords. Lin Nian stretched out his finger and flicked the blade of the Zhanma Sword. The seven swords resonated strangely, and the lingering sound echoed all the way. up and down the attic.
Lu Mingfei was rejected by the Seven Swords, but Lin Nian was recognized by the Seven Swords. What does this mean? One deserves to go to heaven, and the other dies and goes to hell?
"Is this all five poisons?" Fingel pointed at Lin Nian's back in front of the sword and said, "How about we take him back to the hearing room and try again?"
"You can try." The vice-principal said it was up to you.
Fingel curled his lips and said that he would die if he tried it. He was just having fun. Is it necessary to be so embarrassed?
"All seven swords can be used. It seems that whether they are original or imitations, you have always been the most suitable user of the 'Seven Deadly Sins'." The principal commented while looking at the seven unsheathed alchemical swords on the table.
"The living beings built into the new 'Seven Deadly Sins' are too active. These living beings have lost their intelligence through special means, which to a certain extent amplifies their instincts." Lin Nian looked at the seven deadly sins in front of him. Sin spoke his feelings.
"So they will feel fear." The vice-principal nodded, "Actually, they don't really recognize you. It's just that they are afraid of your bloodline and were crushed by pure violence."
"A weapon is just a weapon. If it pricks your hand, wrap it with anti-cut cloth. If you feel restless, reforge it. Only people pick weapons, and no weapons pick people." Lin Nian stretched out his hand and put it on the handle of the furious knife. The complex dragon pattern quickly spread to his wrist. From a distance, it looked like a special tattoo. However, this tattoo was alive. It even stood up from two dimensions to three dimensions, and moved towards his wrist fiercely. The blue blood vessels on my body were pricked!
Lu Mingfei wanted to exclaim, but he was speechless the next moment, because the sharp and ferocious dragon pattern hit the wall! To be precise, it was blocked by a pale scale, which circled around Lin Nian's wrist. At the same place, the fuzz of the sword and shield spread out into white scales, like a metal bracelet protecting the fragile blood vessels. Fine sparks burst out when the sharp spikes shook the scales.
Violent blood·Partial dragon transformation.
Fingel's mouth twitched. Although he knew that Lin Nian was outrageous, after seeing this scene, he still felt for a moment that everyone had really wronged the investigation team.
Angers and the vice-principal looked at each other, but did not immediately comment on Lin Nian's development of Violent Blood. It was obvious that they did not want to go into depth on this topic at this time. Only Chu Zihang and Caesar could see it. They had to concentrate, both of them had expressionless faces, but the concentration and heat in their eyes betrayed their inner thoughts.
'Rage' failed to successfully absorb the blood of the user, which made the 'living spirit' in the sword feel restless. The dragon pattern that tried to pierce Lin Nian's blood vessels gradually began to become violent, and he no longer even acted as usual. Instead of using the sharp spikes to draw blood, zigzag patterns evolved under the nanoscale state changes, and began to cut on the white dragon scales around Lin Nian's wrist!
Lin Nian didn't care too much, and didn't even need to deliberately regenerate these dragon scales. As long as he didn't want to, 'Rage' would never be able to get a trace of blood without his permission. But similarly, Lin Nian couldn't supply it.
Before the dragon blood that meets the appetite of 'Rage' can get real help from this sword, those truly fatal alchemical effects will be deeply hidden under the endless thirst before being activated.
Lin Nian grabbed Fury and turned around to walk towards Fingel and the others. Fingel was so frightened when he saw Lin Nian's behavior that he jumped back a few meters and hid behind Chu Zihang and Caesar. He couldn't help shouting, "He
It’s going to eat people!”
This good-for-nothing's fear was not fake, he was really afraid that if Lin Nian was really confused by this 'rage' and went crazy, there weren't many people in the school who could hold him down.
"What I got was 'Rage', not 'Taotie'." Lin Nian sighed. He walked up to Lu Mingfei and handed him Wrath, "Try it."
Lu Mingfei looked at Lin Nian with a surprised look on his face. Fingel hid aside and watched this scene and thought to himself: What kind of domineering 'S' level love is this? The weak and hypocritical heroine was bullied by the seven deadly sins. The domineering 'S'
'He immediately helped others to bully him and came back, and there was a bully attack. Why don't you take Lu Mingfei's arm and hug him from behind to teach him how to hold the sword?
"Isn't this appropriate?" Lu Mingfei said subconsciously, not out of humility, but because he really didn't want to get involved in this evil thing.
Lin Nian looked at Lu Mingfei and found that the other party really didn't like this set of weapons, so he gave up. He actually just wanted to test some of his conjectures, but it was okay for Lu Mingfei to refuse. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
He turned back and inserted the 'Rage' back into the dragon's chanting sword box. The other six swords on the antique table were also put back one by one. The crisp sound of swords being sheathed finally liberated the attic that was filled with murder and coldness.
After coming out, the firewood in the fireplace on the first floor finally released some of the warmth it deserved.
"Are you going to divide these things on the spot?" Lin Nian stood in front of the sword box and looked at the principal, "The user of 'Arrogance' is undoubtedly Caesar. I have no problem with any of them.
But if possible, I would prefer to choose 'jealousy' and 'lazy'. Lu Mingfei is not suitable for either game at the moment, so he put it aside. The problem now lies with Chu Zihang and Fingel."
"'Lust' cannot be used by two people separately, and Fingel's group and Chu Zihang's group will not act together." Angers nodded, "But because of Chu Zihang's compatibility problem, Fingel, you can try again.
Can you please pull out other swords? If so, I’ll stop here for today.”
Even though the boss was unwilling, Fingel had to step forward before the temptation of disbandment. He stood in front of the Dragon Sword Box and hesitated for a while, but he still grabbed the Atkan long sword "Taotie"
, probably because he felt that his compatibility was really affected by overeating as Lu Mingfei complained.
It may be that Lin Nian's violent retrieval of the knife before made the living creatures of the Seven Deadly Sins in the Dragon Sword Box a little nervous. Fingel's process of pulling out the 'Taotie' was quite easy this time, without any confusion or encounter.
If there was any obstacle, he easily pulled out the Atkan sword, and he unexpectedly wielded this dangerous alchemical weapon.
"Very good, this avoids the situation of grabbing the knife." Angers nodded with satisfaction, and Fingel immediately thrust the Taotie back into the Dragon Sword box before being forced to take blood.
The vice-principal came forward and closed the Dragon's Sword Box again. The complex machine locks were interlocked in the dark. The huge 'spirit' once again enveloped the Dragon's Sword Box. The iron dragon wandering on the bronze sword box
It returned to its original position with low whimpering and moaning, and it seemed to be dead and frozen, turning into a lifeless cold withered pattern.
The alchemical matrix in the sword box fell into silence together with the sealed sword, and this set of dangerous and dreamy swords temporarily returned to a safe state.
"The 'Seven Deadly Sins' that match each person's personality will be handed over to you through check-in when you arrive at Beijing International Airport on your international flight tomorrow morning." Angers glanced around at the five students who stood upright in unison.
"The custodian of 'Pride' is tentatively named Caesar, the custodian of 'Lust' is tentatively named Chu Zihang, the custodian of 'Taotie' is tentatively named Fingel, Lu Mingfei has a temporary bye, and finally Lin Nian is in charge.
Does anyone have any questions about the safekeeping of the Dragon Sword Box and all the remaining swords of the Seven Deadly Sins?"
"No."
"Then disband now and go back to your dormitory to prepare your luggage. The flight from Chicago International Airport will be at 8:30 tomorrow morning. The CC1000 Express will leave for the Chicago train station at 7 o'clock on time. I don't want anyone to oversleep.
You're late, or you told me that you forgot to bring your passport or something when you arrived at the station." The vice principal clapped his hands, "By the way, the insurance documents that the temporary commissioner needs to sign before the mission and the equipment box standardized by the Executive Department have been taken away.
It has been delivered to your dormitory. When you go back, remember to sign the insurance documents and hand them in tomorrow. Finally, remember to check your mailbox. There is a liability agreement on it that you also need to review and sign."
"By the way, Lin Nian will stay here for a while. Everyone except Lin Nian can go back to the dormitory to rest first," Angers said.
Lin Nian, who was about to turn around and leave, stopped. He looked back at Ange. The vice-principal had already followed Lu Mingfei and the others downstairs. Only Lin Nian and Ange were left standing in front of and behind the chandelier.
The antique furniture table with seven holes left in it.