From the dragon race to penetrate the world

Chapter 45

"Point C, please respond, please respond!"

"Point C has been broken, the target is too fast to be locked, unable to lock!"

"Encountered an enemy at point B..."

"Point B has been broken, and the target is moving towards the base camp, ready to attack!"

"President, the target has entered the clock tower!"

"Repeat, the target has entered the clock tower!"

"..."

The students in the bell tower were holding MP5s, which were filled with Frigga bullets, with fine beads of sweat left on their foreheads.

Five MP5s locked all the space in the corridor, no matter how fast that person was, he had nowhere to hide!

However, with the roar of the collapsed wall, the five students subconsciously turned their guns. The target did not enter through the hallway through the gate. He broke through the wall directly from the outside!

The gravel collapsed, and ghostly shadows in the smoke and dust came. Only one person responded and shot, but the attacker waved a special plastic stick and easily blocked it.

The [-]-centimeter glue stick waving in his hand is simply a peerless knife!

bang bang bang bang-

Five consecutive sounds hit the wall, and the five students who were guarding the main road fell to the ground in an instant. The strong wind brought by the comers dispelled the smoke and dust from the collapsed wall, revealing the figure of the young man.

He weighed the special glue stick in his hand, and was a little dissatisfied. Why can these people use real guns, but he can only use this kind of toy?

The students' war confrontation class is really not friendly to the users of cold weapons, but it is understandable that Friga's bullets are not fatal, but only anesthetize and coma, and cold weapons are likely to cause serious injury or death ( In the original book, Susie's operation of stabbing Nuonuo's neck with a knife has not yet been understood).

Therefore, in addition to the students' private discussions, or the madness of a free day, the war confrontation classes arranged by the academy often only provide such gel props as substitutes to prevent the students from being seriously injured and killed.

However, although it was a plastic tool, it was something like a police baton. If Lu Chen's strength was used to hit someone, even if he didn't use his full strength, he would inevitably be injured. These senior brothers may have to rest for a few days.

This is a practical confrontation class between freshmen and sophomores. It is also a tradition of Kassel College. It is probably to let senior brothers and teachers "be human", but today this format seems to be reversed.

This is the simulated battlefield in the back mountain of the college. This clock tower has been "ravaged" by many generations of students. Now the big bell at the top is long gone. There is only a platform with a radius of more than three meters. The edge is uneven. fence.

Caesar stood on the roof with a calm expression, which made the deputy beside him also calm, no matter how powerful the enemy was, the leader would not panic, he would not panic.

Caesar was the kind of leader who could reassure the masses to follow him, even when the world came to an end.

At this time, he was listening carefully to the footsteps downstairs. Even if the word spirit was disabled, his hearing was still far better than other mixed races.

S-rank, Lu Chen, is a really interesting opponent.

Suddenly, Caesar's legs jumped with force, and the ground he was standing on shattered, no, not just his small piece, the entire ground at the top of the clock tower was broken!
Caesar looked at the object in shock. It was not Lu Chen as he had expected, but a piano!The upright piano placed on the lower floor!
Nearly [-] kilograms of giant objects were thrown up from below, the ground was completely shattered, and there was no place to stand. Several combat plans originally conceived by Caesar were all invalid.

Even with Caesar's concentration, he couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his eyes. He'd heard about the extraordinary power of the S-Class, but he only saw how outrageous it was today.

He could barely lift a [-]kg piano, but if he were to throw it upward like a cannonball, he would not have enough strength.

The student council member apparently did not have Caesar's reflexes and fell from the collapsed ground. In the process, he was hit by the piano and his right arm was obviously broken.

Caesar volleyed his gun and shot downward with his intuition and sound source. The roar of the Desert Eagle sounded, and the large-caliber Friga bullets poured down.

The strong wind hit, the smoke dissipated, and a steel plate came oncoming!All bullets were blocked by it.

Caesar did a backflip, stood on the edge of the broken fence, pulled out Dick Teddo tied to his back, and stared at the black-haired boy who jumped up and landed on the opposite side.

Lu Chen threw the steel plate down, holding a plastic stick in one hand, looking at Dick Tudou in Caesar's hand, wanting to scold his mother.

what is this! ?

I suspect that the academy is targeting me, saying that it doesn't provide cold weapons, but it doesn't say that students are not allowed to bring their own!And when his red maple task is over, it will be returned to the "public family".

As a master of cold weapons, Lu Chen could see at a glance that Caesar was holding a top-quality knife that had been tempered and tempered. He still didn't know what alchemy field it had.

Isn't this clearly bullying my generation?
At present, two influential figures in the academy are standing opposite the ruins at the top of the clock tower. The autumn wind blows Caesar's dazzling blond hair, and the broken hair flutters on Lu Chen's forehead.

However, Caesar broke the atmosphere with a single sentence, "High-altitude parabolas are not good."

There was a dull sound as the steel plate fell to the ground, but luckily there were no students nearby.

"I'm sorry, I'm from the country, I haven't been to a high-rise building, and my quality is lower."

As Lu Chen said that, he had already lowered his body. No matter how special the plastic rod material was, the collision with the alchemy knife would definitely end in two parts. He had to use his "normal physical fitness" to decide the winner with one blow.

However, the next moment, Caesar's behavior surprised Lu Chen for a moment.

"I don't like taking advantage of people."

Caesar threw Dick too much, obviously he just said that high-altitude throwing is not good.

Lu Chen smiled and threw the plastic stick aside, "You're really interesting."

"You too."

As Caesar spoke, he moved, but the [-]-centimeter wall was like an avenue under his feet. He moved dexterously and went around Lu Chen's side to launch a surprise attack.

The throat was locked between shots, but was blocked, and the overwhelming force from the opponent's arm almost caused him to lose his balance.

But Caesar did not retreat. Instead, he took off by the inertia of the forward thrust, like an athlete who was a jockey. He adjusted his posture in the air, his legs were spread around, and his arms were down.

Caesar knew from the beginning that Lu Chen's strength was far superior to him, even two or three times his strength. He had no chance of winning in a frontal fistfight. He could only seize the opportunity to use Jiu-Jitsu to lock the opponent's joints and tighten the opponent's throat. Smother your opponent!
A smile appeared in Lu Chen's eyes. Although Caesar's movements were extremely slow in his eyes, the feeling of an opponent's serious competition with you was long gone. He quickly lowered his body, shifted sideways, and grabbed Caesar's bare feet.

Once caught by him, the battle is over, and in such a dangerous high altitude, he is equivalent to deciding the life and death of the opponent.

However, Caesar's actions were beyond Lu Chen's expectations. He even took the initiative to send his right leg, but it kicked towards Lu Chen's wrist. Under the reaction force, he moved back and was really stuck in the air. 30 meters above the ground!

Lu Chenteng turned around, Caesar had already fallen down, and he leaned over to grab the opponent. This was just a competition, and even if he fell from this height with his mixed-race physique, he would still be injured.

However, he was stunned when he lowered his head, smiling unconsciously on his face, while Caesar below also smiled, holding a desert eagle in each hand, and his dark muzzle was facing Lu Chen's head.

"Boom-boom-"

(End of this chapter)