Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

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

This is Caesar's sports car, so a sports car of his price range can have such brightness.

In fact, this was indeed the case. The sports car swung its tail magnificently and braked to a stop in front of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

Caesar opened the door and got out of the car.

"Let's go." Chu Zihang said, his words as concise and to the point as ever.

After a few minutes, the three stopped.

This is a very spacious concrete ground. Looking at the weeds scattered nearby and some cement buildings built, it can be roughly judged that this is an industrial area to be built. Due to Egypt's current economic situation, it has now been transformed into a nearby bazaar area.

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

"good."

Chu Zihang picked up the weapon and waved it, trying out the feel. It was very light, and it was completely different from the Murasame held in his palm.

Caesar watched the two people warming 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, his authority was taken away by his brother.

Which dragon king will this "brother" be?

The dragon king of the earth and mountains is also the dragon king of the ocean and water.

In the original work, Kassel College determined that the Dragon King was a twin by salvaging the Dragon King's resurrection cocoon in the Bronze City.

This is not the case now. The only thing Kassel Academy knows about the Dragon King is a dragon bone of the Dragon King of Bronze and Fire, forged from white foam, from New York.

This led to Caesar's cognitive bias. In his eyes, there were only four Dragon Kings, and the Dragon Kings on the throne were not the two who shared power and power.

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

"A heterogeneous person with the power of two dragon kings." Caesar felt pressure in his heart.

While Caesar was thinking, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang completed their familiarity with the weapons, and the two fought together.

Waving the wooden stick, the wooden stick in Lu Mingfei's hand was like a sword, hitting Chu Zihang's weakness just right.

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

Feeling a missed hit with his fingers, Chu Zihang took a step forward, leaned in front of Lu Mingfei, suppressed Lu Mingfei's change of moves, and at the same time kicked out a side kick without hesitation.

The physical strength born from the mixed race allowed this blow to shatter the ribs.

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

No mercy, brutal moves.

For Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, the S-class hybrid/senior brother in front of them needs to show their true strength. Even without the use of word spirits, swords, or even the extraordinary power of violent blood and hybrids themselves.

Chu Zihang remained calm, and instead of kicking, he kicked Lu Mingfei with his other foot.

The two faced each other's legs, taking each other's full blow, and wrestling with the wooden sticks in their hands. In less than a second, this first trial that exceeded ordinary people's neurological reactions was over.

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

The two of them retreated in tacit agreement, putting away the wooden sticks in their hands, just like two swordsmen putting their swords into their scabbards after their first duel, waiting for the next swing.

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

Although this kind of battle was not as intense as the wooden swords he and Chu Zihang had in the kendo training area at Kassel Academy, the moves and techniques involved were already excellent enough.

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

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

He moves his body, twists and changes, and achieves high-speed curved movements by constantly changing his steps.

To outsiders, Lu Mingfei now looks like a shark swimming in the deep sea, constantly swimming, opening its fangs to eat its prey, and its silver teeth shine.

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

This is... on the left.

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

The powerful sword was obviously just a stick in his hand, but at this moment Chu Zihang was like a warrior in ancient times holding a sword and preparing to chop off the enemy's head.

"Sorry, senior brother." Lu Mingfei spoke quickly, and at the same time shrank down, his entire body seemed to disappear in place at this moment.

Stepping into the blind spot of vision, Lu Mingfei relied on the false sound made by the wooden stick in his hand to deceive Chu Zihang's ultimate move.

But it can't be said to be a big move. After all, it's just a full-strength slash that gathers power in one blow.

The wooden stick was lifted up, and Lu Mingfei hit Chu Zihang's chest. Using his hands as palms, he caught Chu Zihang's temporary sweeping move.

At the same time, he slashed at Chu Zihang with the wooden stick in his hand.

But at this moment, Chu Zihang broke free from Lu Mingfei's restraints, shouldered his arms, and bumped into Lu Mingfei's body.

Trade injury for injury?

No, it wasn't. At such a distance, Chu Zihang's shoulder hit faster than Lu Mingfei's wooden stick.

Lu Mingfei sheathed his sword and used his other hand to defend, blocking Chu Zihang's attack.

boom--

There was a loud sound, and Lu Mingfei took nine steps back, standing sideways and relying on the wooden stick to offset the force.

Chu Zihang held the wooden stick and strode towards Lu Mingfei, with the force of a tiger descending from the mountain, surrounded by wind and thunder.

Lu Mingfei's expression 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, using moves that would put even the so-called master to shame.

Five lightning whips?

These masters could not react to the high speed that Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang could swing their swords at.

There was another collision of wooden sticks. Lu Mingfei clenched the wooden stick and pressed it down, then suddenly pulled it down, grabbed it with his backhand, and stabbed Chu Zihang in the chest, knocking him back several steps.

"The victory has been decided," Caesar commented.

Judging from the competition alone, the success of Lu Mingfei's attack took advantage of Chu Zihang's misjudgment of himself, thinking that the fighting method and movement pace were all Lu Mingfei's, deceiving him into the limit of what he could achieve with his attack.

This is just a common mistake, but for them, mistakes directly determine victory or defeat.

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

Unfamiliarity means unfamiliarity, failure to react quickly means failure to react, and wrong judgment is a mistake. There is no so-called reason.

Winning and losing are so simple.

"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 had witnessed the two of them attack with all their strength.

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

"Your last blow was with the sword." Chu Zihang frowned.

He didn't care about his failure. Instead, it was Lu Mingfei's last resort, holding the blade of the sword in his hand and waving it with his backhand to attract 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 stick and scratched his hair.

The habitual blow, this fighting method left deep 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. Everyone has their own secrets.

He himself had it, and Lu Mingfei also had it naturally. (End of chapter)