Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 82: The Bloodthirsty Audience in Kassel
Although Kassel is an American school, in order to highlight the so-called aristocratic feeling, both the decoration and the pendants are basically in British style.

The same is true for the cafeteria.

The overall color tone is dominated by a deep and elegant brown-red. The walls are decorated with wallpaper with retro patterns. Several gorgeous iron chandeliers are hung on the ceiling. The edges of the lampshades present a classic English plaid. The warm yellow light shines through the lampshades, leaving a smooth and soft luster on the table.

One day, in a corner of the cafeteria.

The iron plate touched the wooden table, followed by the sound of three people sitting down in unison.

"Hey, did you see those three people over there?"

"Don't make your gaze so obvious. Isn't this disrespectful to those three adults?!"

"Ah, as expected of those three adults, so practical and elegant!"

Similar conversations could be heard from every corner of the cafeteria. At this time, Caesar complained about his sensitive hearing for no reason.

Caesar twisted his silver fork clockwise inside his spaghetti bolognese, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Um"

Lu Mingfei, who was cutting up a German pork knuckle in front of him, asked curiously, "Boss, what's wrong with you? Are the injuries from that plane flight still healed?"

"No, the Gattuso family's recuperation technology is very advanced. He was basically fully recovered on the day of the accident. I was just complaining about my overly sensitive ears."

"why?"

"Thirty meters northwest of us, there are girls discussing what sex positions Kaiser Gattuso, Lu Mingfei, and Chu Zihang would have if they were in Nantong."

"Now I'm complaining about the fact that I have ears and the ability to understand."

Lu Mingfei finished his complaints quickly, then lowered his head to eat his pork elbow with a painful look on his face.

He now knows what it feels like to be a big star. You are forced to bear the expectations of a large number of people who have nothing to do with you. Their expectations may be bright, dark, or even not only dark but also very "humid"!
"Brother, don't you feel anything?" Lu Mingfei noticed that Chu Zihang, who was eating Chinese-style Mapo Tofu, had a blank expression on his face, and asked curiously.

"Yes, but I have facial paralysis, so I'm not used to making expressions." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"Hmph, I've always hated this about you. You clearly haven't mastered the poker face, but you always seem to be unable to show your emotions."

At this point, Caesar became excited.

The blond man put down his fork, crossed his arms, and leaned back, staring fiercely at Chu Zihang in front of him. "It's still the same now. I was the one who invited Lu Mingfei to join the student union, so it's understandable that you're interfering. But are your actions truly from the heart, or are you just being asked to do so by the Lionheart Club members?"

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Chu Zihang didn't say anything and silently took a mouthful of rice with red oil. However, contrary to his calm response, he stared at Caesar and refused to give in.

He ate and stared at it, stared and ate at it, his cheeks puffed up and flipped.

Lu Mingfei was also eating, but he was also troubled. He didn't mind that there were people in the world who liked gluten, but he didn't like becoming the material for gluten.

Can't they just go for Chu Kai or something like that?
——And this feeling has lasted for nearly a week.

A week after Lu Mingfei went to school, Caesar returned to Kassel Academy. After the three of them gathered for the first time, they kept looking at each other like this.

Caesar and Lu Mingfei are "friends for life and death", Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang are "fellow students from the same school" and "fellow countrymen in a foreign country", while Caesar and Chu Zihang are "natural enemies".

The three of them would eat together every day with this twisted relationship, and then Fingel would hype up the gay relationship between the three of them and spread strange works on the Night Watch forum.

Lu Mingfei was looking forward to the mission on the 'Dragon Slaying Front' that Principal Ange mentioned more and more every day.

This time, his time in this world is only a few months.

Now a week has passed, and apart from his first encounter with Deadpool and killing him instantly, Lu Mingfei's only gain was taking a few more dragon-related courses.

The college's courses mainly include "Magic Mechanical Design", "Alchemical Chemistry", "Word Spirit Studies", "Close Combat", "Practical Class", "Old Norse", "Dragon Genealogy", etc.
By the way, Lu Mingfei mainly studied martial arts and almost all professional courses.

By the way, he thinks most of the courses are useless.

Word Spirit Studies - Each student masters a single Word Spirit, and there is no universal solution for Word Spirits, so it is basically an introduction to background knowledge.

Martial arts - very useful, but only useful to Lu Mingfei, because the students of Cassel are fighting creatures like Deadpool or dragons that are much larger than themselves. The martial arts here are probably useless unless one uses martial arts to perform the Sea Tiger Explosive Fist.

The rest are omitted. In short, Lu Mingfei felt that his time as a student in Kassel was basically a waste of time. It is said that the radicals within the secret party also believed that there was something wrong with the academy's training methods. I wonder what Angers is planning.

Coincidentally, the first class in the afternoon was "Close Combat" taught by Ange, and Lu Mingfei planned to ask about it later.

"Remember to change into your gym clothes."

As if seeing through Lu Mingfei's thoughts, Chu Zihang reminded him.

"Hey, now you're showing off that you guys go to class together?"

Before Lu Mingfei could thank him, Caesar interrupted him.

That's right.

Because Lu Mingfei started school early, he had to attend classes with others as his classmates had not yet registered.

Chu Zihang is a sophomore and a senior, while Caesar is a junior.

By the way, Lu Mingfei is currently the only minor (17 years old) in the entire Kassel Academy.

Chu Zihang turned around and said, "You're a little too sensitive. Is it because you don't have any friends?"

Caesar: “!”

The blond man narrowed his eyes, and an unimaginable burning emotion filled his chest.

【Caesar Gattuso has no friends? 】

What a ridiculous statement.

But the man couldn't refute it.

As proud as Caesar, does he have to admit that everyone around him is respectful to him and no one dares to compete with him and confide in him?

Caesar Gattuso was born to be the best, so he accepted his responsibility to lead his family and even the people to a higher level early on, and also accepted his own arrogance early on.

But Chu Zihang gave him a rare feeling of being an 'opponent', while Lu Mingfei gave him the feeling of being a 'comrade-in-arms'.

But would a proud Caesar choose to define "friend" here? Is he the kind of wealthy person who still has to show off his pride and give others friendship fees?
Absolutely not, not easily!
Being as proud as he is, there is no way he would be bound by such boring shackles!

He said resolutely, "First we need to define friends."

"Boss, this is what people with no friends would say." Lu Mingfei secretly complained.

"Hmph, what about you, Chu Zihang? Do you have many friends? Excuse me for being blunt, but you are as lonely and cold as a white lotus on a snowy mountain in winter." Caesar ignored Lu Mingfei, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Chu Zihang also got excited. He straightened his chest, his eyebrows sharp and his eyes gleaming with a stern expression. "I will accept these words intact and cherish them."

"No, no, no, give it back. At this time, you should say 'I'll give it back to you intact', right?" Lu Mingfei pretended to pat Chu Zihang with a folding fan, wondering if the three of us were some newly debuted manzai group.

After a while, the three of them finished their meal and stood up at the same time.

"See you this afternoon, Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang nodded to Lu Mingfei, paused, and turned to Caesar, "See you tonight or tomorrow, Caesar."

"You are deliberately looking for trouble, right?"

This kind of interaction between the three of them has been going on for a week, and Lu Mingfei has gotten used to it.

in the afternoon.

Kassel's standalone sports stadium.

Building B, third floor.

"I'm in charge of teaching this class. As you know, I don't have much time to come to school to teach courses, so I really cherish this time with my classmates."

The empty room is usually used as a dance rehearsal studio, but it is much more spacious than a normal dance studio because it is the territory of Caesar's ballet company. That man likes the best of everything as long as it is related to him. The expansion of this room was also carried out with the family's financial resources.

The room, which could accommodate at least a hundred people, was surrounded by glass, and inside the room there were only brown wooden boards on the ground floor.

Ange stood at one end of the room while about fifty students sat cross-legged in front of him.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were also among them, and they were sitting next to each other in the last row.

Ange: "Close combat can be divided into martial arts and weapons. Our school offers Tai Chi, Bajiquan, and Karate, while close combat includes firearms, sword training, and unlimited close combat. By the way, I'm good at all of them."

Then, Ange began to explain the specific content of this class.

Because he joined Cassel midway through, Lu Mingfei was actually a little behind in keeping up with the classroom theory. In fact, this was his first time attending classes in the gym building.

Before this, his only impression of the sports building was what Fingel had talked about with him.

such as--

—Hey, Junior, did you know there's a dance studio inside the gymnasium? Ballet girls often rehearse there, and you can see a corner of the gymnasium from the boys' dormitory.

——Oh, but the ballet troupe itself belongs to Caesar, so if you want to take action, you have to give me a heads-up.

What meaningless content.

Lu Mingfei was so bored that he could only use the passive skill of a poor student - harassing his deskmate.

"What is that unlimited close combat?" Lu Mingfei asked furtively to Chu Zihang who was standing beside him.

The latter raised his head slightly and thought for a few seconds before answering with a name.

"Jackie Chan."

"oh oh."

Lu Mingfei said he understood, but he was actually quite bored.

You know, he is a 'man from the future'.

In the cyberpunk world, the so-called close combat techniques can be learned with just a chip, and a young man with no basic skills can transform into Bruce Lee in one breath.

As if noticing Lu Mingfei's expression, Chu Zihang tilted his head and asked with concern, "Lu Mingfei, are you good at this?"

"No, not at all."

This wasn't a lie. As a mercenary, close combat was Lu Mingfei's weakest area; his firearms were the embodiment of his natural talent. But Lu Mingfei felt that claiming he had no skills at all seemed a bit unfair, so he changed his words and said, "But I know a thing or two."

"Me too." Chu Zihang sympathized, "I only studied at the Children's Palace for a while."

"You two over there, stop talking to each other in class."

Ange's voice crossed the crowd and pointed directly at Chu Lu and the other man. Then the old man took out a white chalk from his chest pocket and threw it at Lu Mingfei at an incredible speed across a distance of ten meters.

The speed was so fast that Lu Mingfei almost didn't react. He suddenly lowered his head to dodge, but unfortunately the chalk still scratched the tip of his hair, leaving a white mark.

"Damn!"

The students in front couldn't help laughing when they heard Lu Mingfei's screams. Only Angers' eyes lit up because Lu Mingfei dodged his thrown weapons.

"Are my lectures too boring? Well, then I think I should improve my teaching methods to something more old-fashioned and traditional."

Ange pondered for a moment, then picked up the bamboo swords that had been placed in the corner of the classroom. Many bamboo swords were neatly placed in a basket.

"I used to be in the Secret Party. Back then, there was no Kassel Academy, so my mentor and I always used actual combat to teach. It was more brutal, but effective."

"Just think of it as a midterm test."

The old man held up the bamboo sword that was placed in the standard Japanese dojo in the anime and looked around the audience with interest.

"Well, this is the first knowledge point of today."

"—There's a high wall between unarmed and armed."

After saying that, Ange's eyes swept towards the front of the audience.

"Anyone want to show me a way?"

The students in front all changed their expressions on the spot.

As I said just now, it was already the middle of this semester. Before Lu Mingfei came, Ange had already left a deep impression on this group of freshmen.

Almost all of them knew that Ange was the Menkyo Kaiden of the Japanese swordsmanship "Niten Ichiryu", and that he had once single-handedly defeated the Japanese half-blood who was best at swordsmanship with a bamboo sword.

And now.
"I come."

The person who spoke was a black-haired woman. Lu Mingfei felt that she looked familiar. It seemed to be Susie, who had questioned him in the chapel! Yes! Susie from the Lionheart Society, was said to be Chu Zihang's right-hand man.

The girl was wearing a gymnastics suit, but even so, her slim figure was still vaguely outlined.

Stand with your feet parallel and slightly wider than shoulder width apart. Step your right foot slightly forward, toes facing forward, heel slightly raised, and bend your left knee slightly less than your right.

Pull your abdomen in and chest in, slightly pulling your shoulders back to open your rib cage. Raise your hands to your chest, making a fist with your right hand facing inward, positioned midline. Place your left hand, palm up, lightly on the outside of your right fist.

"Aikido?"

Lu Mingfei thought about it for a moment and remembered the martial arts corresponding to this posture.

Although his knowledge level was indeed not up to par, his memory improved after returning to Night City - after all, those things were equivalent to being written directly into the computer in his brain.

It was mentioned during the study in Cassel a few days ago that Aikido is a classic martial art in close combat and is more suitable for women to learn. Susie is obviously a good hand at it. While her posture is standard, she can also give people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Although Aikido is actually good at defense and counterattack, it is an exception when the opponent is armed.

The difference between having a sword and not having a sword lies in the [attack distance] and [the damage caused by the weapon]. Regardless of which one is used, the two sides need to keep a certain distance between them to be able to fight.

So we can only move forward.

The legendary Gundam pilot also said - there is only one option when retreating, but two when moving forward!
Thinking of this, the girl has taken a big step forward.

Bang!!------

Hybrids are such unscientific creatures. Even though Susie has a pretty face and slender limbs, it is unbelievable that she has the explosive power of a cheetah.

The front foot took a small step forward, and the back foot followed immediately, as if gliding smoothly on ice, quietly and quickly shortening the distance between him and Angers!
Her arm had turned into dark and blurred edges, the tip of which attacked Ange's wrist holding the blade sharply - the joint in this part was the most inflexible when holding a sword. If she could press the wrist, with the skills of Aikido, it would not be difficult to trip a person who was heavier than herself.

The theory is correct.

but..
call--

Ange smiled, deliberately giving Susie an opportunity to attack first, and then...
He released the blade.

The master of the Niten-Ichiru Menkyo Kaiden actually gave up the correct way of holding the weapon at the moment when the two armies met, opened his palm, and let the blade fall according to gravity.

Then - at the moment the blade falls, suddenly grab the middle of it!
Twist your wrist and strike!
Snapped!
As expected, the hilt of the sword hit the back of Susie's hand as she stretched it forward. The girl's face changed and her body tilted.

At this time, Ange took a step forward casually. In fact, this part was just an assumption, because no one could see Ange's movements clearly. He penetrated Susie's attack like a ghost, and then lightly tapped the opponent's forehead with a sword - making a deafening explosion.

The girl fell directly to the ground, but at the last moment Angers threw the sword forward again, keeping the blade balanced with the girl's waist, and then at a certain moment he grasped the hilt of the sword with his palm, and used circular force as if using a racket to hook a badminton back to the ground, and Susie was stopped from falling backwards by inertia.

Only then did screams emanate from the classroom.

Ange had deliberately slowed down most of his movements just now, so they could understand his behavior.

Throw away the inherent thinking of the bamboo sword and use it as a "stick" weapon, so that you can easily induce other people's inertial thinking to go in the wrong direction.

Stay calm in times of danger and be the first to be ahead.

"This is [Unlimited]. Quickly deconstruct the weapon in front of you—I mean, all weapons—and then use them." Ange bent down and helped Susie straighten up like a gentleman. Then, smiling and patting her shoulder, he began his lecture. "Although it's just an exaggeration in the movie, it's very useful in actual combat. Because although half-bloods control the vast wealth and power of the surface world, they can't do whatever they want. Many times, we can't bring firearms into modern developed countries, so we need to use all the resources at hand."

Most of the people at Kassel Academy were fans of Angers. They all applauded and marveled at the principal's inhuman skills.

The principal watched all this with satisfaction.

Then speak.

"Then, the next stage."

The next stage?
The previous stage was to find a student to test the waters? What is the next stage?
it goes without saying.

The seniors who had been beaten many times in this class were of course upset, and the unlucky junior in the last row was even more untouchable and spoke without restraint.

"Isn't the principal going to leave us without any weapons and then come and attack us?!"

"Quite the opposite."

Lu Mingfei's complaints were caught by the old man, who took out a piece of chalk and threw it at Lu Mingfei again, but this time the boy, who was well prepared, caught the chalk in mid-air.

Ha! Luckily, I was quick!
----boom! ! !

But the next second, a louder sound of breaking through the air was heard.

"!!!"

The sound was almost like that of a fragmentation grenade exploding. Lu Mingfei's vision was still fixed on the chalk and he couldn't react at all, so he almost instinctively reached forward, and half of his body turned into an afterimage.

Snap! ——! ————————

The moment his palm touched the flying object, he felt a tingling and burning sensation. Lu Mingfei quickly clenched his fist, but due to timing issues, he was almost unable to stop it completely!
That's a bamboo sword.

Ange threw the bamboo sword like chalk, and the noise was like a missile launch!

Although this old man is over a hundred years old, his arm strength can be said to be the strongest arm wrestler in Europe. Lu Mingfei even has no doubt that he can drill through rocks with his hands!
But—caught it!

The boy's strength and timing were incredibly accurate, allowing him to easily resolve this challenge.

However, the alarm bells in my head were not dispelled at all.

Because the next moment——

boom!
Same route.

The same force.

The old man casually threw out the 'weapon' again - the second bamboo sword hit the tip of the bamboo sword that Lu Mingfei was holding tightly at the moment with extremely precise landing point!
Uchiha Madara, right?
At the critical moment, the moment Lu Mingfei's golden eyes lit up instinctively, an arm stretched out from the side.

It’s Chu Zihang!

His expression remained unchanged, and he casually placed his right hand on the end of the bamboo sword, then lifted it up a few inches.

The flight trajectory was completely deflected - the sword blade rotated half a circle in the air, and the hilt naturally fell into Chu Zihang's palm.

Snapped! ——

In less than 0.1 seconds, the kinetic energy of the bamboo sword was completely dissipated in the hands of the two men.

Lu Mingfei leaned back with his left hand supporting the floor, and grasped the front end of the bamboo sword with his right hand, while Chu Zihang half turned around, tightly gripping the hilt of the bamboo sword with one hand, the taut muscles in his arm like a mad dragon and a fierce tiger.

The students present cried out in surprise half a second later, and some even violated the classroom rules and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the scene.

“So cool!!”

"You're a genius! How about we become half-bloods together?"

Putting aside the students who were making strange screams, Lu Mingfei looked at Ange with a subtle look and asked for an explanation.

The old man just smiled with relief and gestured with his hand.

"Now, the bamboo sword is in your hands."

"What I'm trying to teach you isn't that there's a huge barrier between barehanded and weaponry, but rather that you shouldn't be too rigid about the types of weapons you use. Instead, try to be as diverse as possible."

"And now I'm going to give you my second lesson—"

Ange took a step forward and walked towards Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang in the last row. Wherever he went, the students were stunned at first, and then they hurriedly crawled around, clinging to the walls of the classroom, their eyes turning from confusion to scarlet.

It's exciting.

"Facing our enemy, that is, Deadpool, Dragonborn, against monsters far more powerful than you, even with weapons, most of the time you will only be defeated."

really!

The students in Cassel looked at each other, then clenched their fists with expressions of ecstasy.

It’s a battle between the strong! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)