The Kikuichi Monji Norimune is very light to start with, giving people the illusion that the blade is hollow, but no one would think it is a craft knife. Facts have proved that even if it is not the legendary famous sword in history, it must be one.
Qualified alchemical weapons.
For some reason, Lin Nian left this auction item at the trading party. The method to verify whether it was an alchemical item was very simple and crude. He found several black steel daggers from the execution department and chopped them down with all his strength one after another, and they were broken.
The other party went back to the furnace and remade it, while Kikuichimonji Norimune survived until the end after scrapping several black steel daggers, and only then did he have the power to continue to use them.
Someone from the Logistics Department came to ask for the missing alchemy item, but Lin Nian dismissed it by saying that it was a follow-up clue to the mission. When the matter was reported to Schneider, it was just a cursory matter with no sign of further investigation, which was logical.
was left behind.
Chu Zihang, who was holding Ju Yimonji Zong, moved his elbows and wrists, as if he was adapting to the feel of this light ancient sword. This made Lancelot fall into silence and glanced at the good student in front of him.
The big boy who sent him took another look at Lin Nian, who was leaning against the sycamore tree and had "I am the best in the world" written on every line on his face. He felt that the other party must be joking.
Even among the freshmen, Lancelot was one of the best. He was chosen by the president of the Lion Heart Club at a glance and within a few days he was dubbed the 'future enemy of the student union' and 'Kai'.
He has titles such as "Sa's Big Trouble" and so on. If Kassel College had a comprehensive proficiency test in addition to the 3E exam, then he is confident that he can beat 90% of the freshmen and stand at the top.
After all, such things as good and bad talents do exist. Although these words of princes, generals and prime ministers are very inflammatory, they have brought about hundreds of years of class struggle in this world and have the effect of awakening consciousness... But in the culture of the dragon world
Here, the princes, generals and ministers are really distinguished. Chen Sheng and Wu Guang who shouted these words are all mixed-race elites of the early Dragon Slaying Secret Party.
Bloodline is just like Bugatti Veyron and Koenigsegg. If you have it when you are born, if you don't have it, there is a high probability that you will not have it for the rest of your life.
"Are you from the Lion Heart Club?" Lin Nian looked at the frowning Lancelot and asked aloud, "If my guess is correct, the one over the church should be the student union, right?"
"Yes." Lancelot immediately turned his head and glanced at Lin Nian... He was too concerned about this boy who was probably the so-called 'S' class hybrid. The impression the other party's performance had just made on him was simply too great.
Deep.
"I actually didn't plan to cause trouble for you Lionheart Club this time, but you blocked the way." Lin Nian said, "Whose suggestion was this free one-day gunfight?"
How arrogant... But he does have the capital to be arrogant, he thought, and then replied: "Caesar Gattuso, the president of the student union."
"I thought you Lionhearts wouldn't participate in such a boring game."
"The president of the student union has added some bets." Lancelot bowed his head slightly.
"The bet? It seems like a big game, even your president got involved."
"Yes."
"What exactly are the bets?"
Lancelot did not answer immediately. He just looked at Lin Nian silently. The meaning expressed in his eyes was very simple. If you want to know more information, why not force him to tell it in person?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lin Nian didn't bother to ask more questions. He moved his eyes elsewhere and no longer looked at Lancelot. He had long been used to these militants in the academy always looking for excuses to fight with him.
Entering Kassel Academy at the 'S' level is like walking into a cat cafe with catnip turned into essence. As soon as you enter the door, you are surrounded and licked, licked and bitten. Who can stand it after a long time?
"I'm about to do it." Chu Zihang reminded him while looking at the absent-minded Lancelot.
"This is a free day. Normally no one will be hurt, but what you are holding is dangerous, do you know?" Lancelot glanced at Chu Zihang, who had stopped waving Ju Yiwen.
Zezong, striking a straight-looking pose, seemed to have finally finished warming up.
Chu Zihang didn't answer him, and stared at Lancelot's moon in the water.
Lancelot also felt that there was no way around this battle, so he quietly reached out and grabbed the handmade Damascus dagger stuck diagonally on the side of his leg.
He somewhat underestimated Chu Zihang, because from Lin Nian, even if he stood aside and played with his fingernails, he could feel the ubiquitous pressure and the breathless smell of a powerful enemy (catnip), like
It was as if he had been intimidated by something deep in his bloodline, and he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable shiver of blood all over his body, but he felt nothing from Chu Zihang.
Compared with gun skills, close combat is Lancelot's real strength. Although he may not be as strong as a pervert who can shoot bullets with a scabbard, it is not something that a random cat or dog can challenge.
"Then I'm going." Seeing Lancelot draw his sword, Chu Zihang nodded and said, he turned the blade and gently inserted it into the sycamore leaves on the ground. While Lancelot was still stunned, Ju Yiwen Zongzong
Already, the rotating knife had been swung up and a bunch of sycamore leaves had been thrown towards his face. In an instant, his eyes were filled with gold like a heavy rain!
Murderous intent instantly poured over Lancelot. He jumped back suddenly and swung his left hand to smash the incoming Ye Qun, who was hiding his eyes but did not see Chu Zihang. His heart was twitching and he waved the Damascus dagger like a conditioned reflex.
Cutting to the right - he chose a direction at random, because at this time it was too late to observe the opponent's position with the naked eye.
Fortunately, Lancelot made the right bet. The ancient alchemy sword and the Damascus dagger shook together. The huge force was like two huge waves hitting each other on the sea. They exploded into a roar like a dragon amidst the roar and splashing of water.
In the frenzy, Lancelot and Chu Zihang, who used the cover of fallen leaves to circle to the right, were both shaken by the strength of the other party, causing their feet to drag out two trajectories among the fallen leaves on the ground.
The sword wind caused by the mutual blow blew away a whole circle of sycamore leaves. A drop of sweat flowed from Lancelot's forehead while the sycamore trees were flying. Looking at the boy in front of him with an unwavering expression, the initial contempt in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he was left with only fear.
and a quiet seriousness.
But this solemnity did not last long, because the battle ended in a flash.
The crook of Lancelot's right foot suddenly seemed to have been hit by an iron rod. He half-knelt down on the ground. Before he could get up, a knee in front of him quickly enlarged. Chu Zihang stepped on it and bent it.
Behind Lancelot's right leg, he almost jumped up and hit Lancelot with a sharp knee in the face.
With the sound of his nose being broken, Lancelot was knocked away. Blood flew into the air. He fell to the ground and rolled half a meter away. His nose was sore and he couldn't hold back the tears. He couldn't hold back his tears in his confusion.
I forgot to hold the dagger with my right hand and pressed it on the ground, trying to get up, but I was stepped on hard on the wrist.
Chu Zihang rushed forward and knelt down the French boy on the ground, punching him hard in the abdomen. When he suddenly opened his mouth to gasp for air, he swung his hand and hit him on the right jaw. Ju Yiwenzong backhanded him.
It was inserted into the soil, and the right fist was clenched. The third punch that followed made a click on the left jaw, and the two teeth flew out and rolled to the ground.
Feeling unsafe, he continued to grab Lancelot's silky hair with one hand and pressed the opponent's head to the ground. He covered his eyes with his palms and prepared to punch for the fourth time...but then he raised his fist.
Lin Nian, who didn't know when he was standing next to him, grabbed his wrist.
Chu Zihang subconsciously turned around to look. Lin Nian glanced at him, then nuzzled at Lancelot on the ground, "He passed out."
Chu Zihang looked down and realized that Lancelot had stopped moving at the first few punches. Then he got up from him, not forgetting to kick the Damascus away.
.
"You have been practicing with me in the Children's Palace for a month, and it is your first time to actually fight with other people. How does it feel?" Lin Nian picked up the chrysanthemum and asked Wen Zezong.
"Is this a member of the Lion Heart Society?" Chu Zihang asked, looking down at Lancelot who was walking peacefully in the sycamore leaves.
"He looks very cool, he's probably a freshman, but he can join the Lions Heart Club, so it shouldn't be too bad."
"But it's not as good as the Children's Palace." Chu Zihang said truthfully.
"Well, it's a little worse, but he's still young." Lin Nian squatted down and stretched out his hand, and gently opened Lancelot's lips with his thumb, revealing the two broken teeth underneath that ruined the beauty. He stared at it for a while.
Suddenly he said, "Senior brother, can you do me a favor for a while?"
"What's the deal?"
"Aren't you going to join the Lion Heart Club? You just need a certificate of voting." Lin Nian looked up at Chu Zihang and pointed at the unconscious Lancelot on the ground: "I will take you to the church in a while, and then follow
Just like him, help me knock out the student union president’s two teeth, try to make them more symmetrical, and let him chew the corn, leaving two gaps.”
Chu Zihang was startled for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Okay, no problem."