"Is Lu Mingfei's signal still showing?" Professor Mance stared at the quiet and dark water and almost shouted.
It's too quiet. I'm not talking about the environment, but compared to the fierce death battle that rose from the water to the sky and then fell to the bottom of the water. The current atmosphere is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water that can't be stirred. It makes people's spine go up.
Cool.
"The signal was lost...it hasn't been there since five minutes ago..."
The second officer stared at the display screen, fearing that he would miss the moment when the signal suddenly appeared, but he didn't see the green light representing Lu Mingfei flashing until his eyes were sore and swollen, and he was a little depressed.
The entire Monyach floated alone on the water, the hull swaying up and down with the violent wind and waves. Professor Manns, who was standing at the stern of the ship, was somewhat silent.
There are only two reasons for signal loss. The first is that like Chu Zihang before, the diving equipment was seriously damaged and the electromagnetic wave signal receiver can no longer be used normally; the other is...
"I hope it's not the latter..." Professor Mance said prayerfully.
"He won't die here."
A voice sounded behind Professor Mance, abrupt but firm.
Professor Mance suddenly turned around. The person standing behind him who said these words was Chu Zihang. His abdomen was wrapped in thick gauze. The dark red blood soaked on it and had dried into scabs. Those never-extinguishing golden pupils were in his eyes.
It flickers like a burning lamp in the dark night.
"Recovering so quickly? Are you able to walk around already?" Professor Mance was a little surprised when he looked at Chu Zihang, who was just like a normal person except for the bandage around his abdomen. The latter's stern face was completely different from the one just now.
Ever since Chu Zihang regained consciousness, he felt a warm current flowing in his blood vessels, as if someone had injected an incredible vitality into him, allowing his body on the verge of collapse to recover ten thousand times faster. Chu Zihang seemed to
You can hear the cells in your body dividing rapidly to repair wounds!
All he could remember was a huge dragon suddenly attacking with a heavy blow. He blocked the fatal spike for Lu Mingfei, and then his consciousness quickly began to blur. His intuition told him that he had a superhuman recovery.
The speed is probably related to Lu Mingfei.
At the dark bottom of the water, he seemed to hear someone shouting like crazy, "Don't die...don't die...". Even the nano-diving suit couldn't stop that voice, as if it was piercing the depths of his soul.
It was as if a condescending god spoke majestic words to him, exercising supreme authority over the world, and the world... really obeyed its orders!
The water surface of the Yangtze River suddenly began to roll up a huge vortex, and countless bubbles surged like boiling springs. Something huge was about to break out of the water!
Professor Mance and Chu Zihang looked at each other as solemnly as mountains. They both knew what was about to emerge - that damn dragon!
Huge waves rolled up in the air into a huge water ring, pouring down, and the Monyach was almost capsized.
The huge and dark dragon head has broken through the water, and its huge body is churning up huge waves in the water. Its two huge majestic golden vertical pupils have been dimmed and extinguished at this time, and the ferocious wounds are dripping out.
The blood, the hot dragon's blood was sprinkled on the water, like lava soaked in cold water, boiling furiously, and a large white mist steamed up.
Lu Mingfei was hung on the dragon's head, yes, hung. He didn't look as brave as a warrior who had conquered the dragon, but rather a bit embarrassed.
Two sharp knives were inserted into the dragon's eye sockets. The dragon was tossing crazily. Lu Mingfei held the two knives tightly in his hands, fluttering in the wind like an ink-colored banner.
Lu Mingfei's mouth was still stained with dazzling crimson blood, and the diving suit on his body was as damaged as a tattered beggar's suit, with large and small wounds all over his body.
But this scene stunned Professor Mance and everyone onlookers in Cassel College. The young man who slayed the dragon didn't look so heroic and unrestrained, but no matter who he was, they couldn't do it better than Lu Mingfei.
Even better, this "S" class is using his actions to explain one thing to everyone...
They were previously regarded as elites, including the so-called ace commissioners in the executive department. Whether it was the task of exploring ancient ruins or the hunt for dangerous hybrids, all of them were involved in small tasks like housework.
Make a fuss.
What is dragon slaying?
This fucking thing is called dragon slaying!
No matter who it is, they must lower their pride to half-mast in front of this new student. There really is a born dragon slayer in this world, Lu Mingfei, he is the one born to slay dragons!
"Brother! Are you almost recovered? When you're almost done, hurry up and get to work!" Lu Mingfei suppressed the tremors in his body and the turbulence in his stomach. He growled at Chu Zihang on the Monyach, "Come on.
Jun Yan, hit this guy in the head!"
"Professor Mance, do Frigga still have bullets? I cut off two dragon scales from the back of his neck with a knife and hit his inner flesh!"
Mance twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that no wonder this giant dragon looked angry and painful. In ancient China, the third prince made a big fuss in the East China Sea and pulled out the dragon's skin to cramp its tendons. Nowadays, Lu Mingfei pokes at the dragon's pupils and pulls out its scales on the Yangtze River.
All these dragons in the world have been wiped out by you Chinese!
Professor Mance slammed the special magazine containing Frigga bullets. He raised his sniper rifle, put his eyes on the infrared sight, and pointed the muzzle directly at the bright red dragon meat exposed under the dark scales; Chu Zihang
He also started singing, and a long string of dragon inscriptions came out of his mouth. Yanling Junyan was ready to go!
Lu Mingfei quickly pulled out his two swords, but the dragon was still shaking its head like crazy. Lu Mingfei found the right angle and turned his body and stepped heavily on the big dragon head to use force, and his body was shot out like a cannonball.
"It's now!"
The poor dragon servant's eyes were stained with blood, and he had no idea that he would be greeted by a violent and concentrated fire attack next!
The crimson Frigga bullets were sprayed out from the dark muzzle one after another, one after another accurately hitting the inch of neck flesh exposed to the air. The alchemy warhead quickly shattered and vaporized, leaving behind a mist as bright as blood.
water.
Ten Frigga bullets were fired like raindrops, and the dragon's body struggled significantly less and could not stop shaking a few times.
The air was instantly heated to a rare high temperature, contracted violently, and the dust in the space was quickly sucked in. Jun Yan arrived as expected, and dazzling tongues of fire spewed out from the dark head!
The giant dragon howled in pain in the flames, but his anger seemed so weak at this moment, completely losing the momentum of howling the world when he first appeared on the stage, and his wails were filled with deep dejection.
"Don't worry, do you think this is the end?"
Under the bright firelight, Lu Mingfei touched his painful chest in the cold water. He looked at the burning dragon and said coldly.