Lionheart Society: I am an S-class freshman, with infinite power of words.

Lin Chen was a little confused when he was suddenly called out, thinking to himself, "What does your father-son argument have to do with me?"

Chu Zihang knew that Chu Tianjiao was just saying things out of anger, and he didn't intend to pay any attention to Chu Tianjiao.

But Chu Tianjiao got excited. He looked at Lin Chen through the rearview mirror and said, "Your name is Lin Chen, right? Say something fair!"

Lin Chen looked up and glanced at Chu Tianjiao through the rearview mirror.

"I think... you're right, senior."

"Look, even your senior says that..." Chu Tianjiao's voice suddenly stopped, his tone becoming more wary, "What did you call me? Senior?"

Chu Zihang was also taken aback, looking at Lin Chen with a somewhat blank expression.

Chu Tianjiao was so shocked he almost dropped the steering wheel: "You said you studied abroad? Which school?"

Lin Chen looked at Chu Tianjiao in the rearview mirror and said softly, "Kassel College, Lin Chen."

Chu Tianjiao gasped, staring intently at Lin Chen: "How did you get here! Who sent you? What do you want with Chu Zihang?"

Chu Zihang blinked sharply beside him: "What do you mean? You two know each other?"

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Senior, don't worry. I'm just a freshman. The college has a recruitment task, and I'd like to invite Chu Zihang to enroll!"

Chu Zihang understood a little: "You're all from Kassel College? No wonder you told me that the children of outstanding alumni can also be admitted to the school, so that's why!"

Chu Tianjiao's eyes were filled with shock: "Just a freshman? How is that possible? How could you know I'm your senior!"

It's not surprising that Lin Chen is a student at Kassel College.

Mixed-race individuals exist in every corner of the world, and students of Kassel College are naturally spread all over the globe.

But Chu Tianjiao's identity is a secret; he should just be an ordinary driver in China.

No more than five people in the entire Kassel College knew Chu Tianjiao's identity, yet Lin Chen addressed Chu Tianjiao as "senior" without hesitation.

Chu Zihang was a little confused: "What's so surprising about this? We all study at this Kassel College, but you've never told me that you also studied abroad."

Before Chu Tianjiao could answer, a low laugh came from the car's stereo.

It was laughter mixed in with the dull, static-filled sound, eerie and low.

Chu Zihang was stunned, thinking he had misheard.

But Chu Tianjiao's expression suddenly changed at this moment. The muscles on his face tensed up, and he looked solemn as if he were about to welcome some important person.

Chu Zihang had never seen such an expression on Chu Tianjiao's face before; Chu Tianjiao had become so unfamiliar in an instant.

Chu Zihang was a little confused, and he looked at Lin Chen for help.

But Lin Chen also sat up straight, his face as gloomy as the night.

51: Samurai Shodown swordsman Muramasa! A frantic dash across the elevated highway!

"Dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door.

Chu Zihang turned his head and saw a dark shadow outside the car: "Who's outside?"

Lin Chen grabbed Chu Zihang's arm and said sternly, "Sit still!"

Chu Tianjiao, sitting in the front row, also shouted at this moment: "Sit back!"

Chu Zihang was startled; he suddenly realized that the car was still traveling at high speed.

Yet someone managed to reach out and knock on the car door from outside a speeding vehicle.

Chu Tianjiao struggled to control the vehicle: "Lin Chen, is this why you came?"

Lin Chen stared out the window: "If we survive, we can explain later, okay?"

The knocking outside grew louder and louder, as if countless people had gathered together to bang on the door.

Chu Tianjiao slammed the accelerator to the floor, but still couldn't shake off those shadows.

Chu Zihang couldn't help but scream, "What are these things?"

Lin Chen looked at Chu Zihang: "Fasten your seatbelt, you have more important things to do now!"

Chu Zihang hurriedly fastened his seatbelt. He didn't know what Lin Chen meant, and just nervously looked around.

Countless golden pupils lit up outside, and Chu Zihang felt an unusual pain in his head at that moment.

A different scene appeared in Chu Zihang's mind, a fantasy and horror film beyond human imagination.

Sky, sunset, wings, altar, bones, bronze pillars...

Countless images intertwined in Chu Zihang's mind, flashing through the history of the dragon race.

Lin Chen sighed: "Activating 'Spiritual Vision' at this time is really not a good thing!"

Chu Tianjiao said, "I also hope that day will come later. I really don't know if this is his good fortune or misfortune!"

Lin Chen smiled calmly: "This is the bloodline he inherited from you, and it's what he's most proud of."

Chu Tianjiao was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes, he has my blood in his veins! It makes me feel much better."

The Maybach had reached its speed limit, and Chu Tianjiao began to make slight adjustments to the steering wheel.

At such high speeds, even the slightest deviation can cause the car to roll over instantly.

But Chu Tianjiao controlled the car precisely, trying to fling the things off the vehicle.

"Lin Chen!" Chu Tianjiao suddenly said, "I don't know why you came here. Please take good care of Chu Zihang for me later!"

Lin Chen shook his head: "You don't need to talk to me like you're giving your last instructions. I'm not here to collect your body."

Chu Tianjiao wanted to say something, but Chu Zihang slowly woke up at that moment.

"What's happening? Am I going to die?"

Chu Tianjiao took a deep breath: "Son, I'm sorry to have dragged you into this, but today you'll probably have to see the real world."

Lin Chen patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, today will be the best orientation for you."

"Admissions...tutorials?"

Chu Tianjiao nodded from the front row: "Son, actually I misspoke earlier. For you, studying abroad is the best choice. Kassel College is the most suitable place for you..."

The sound was interrupted by the pounding noises outside, as countless hands slapped against the car windows and frame.

Those were powerful blows, each strike like a craftsman swinging a heavy hammer!

Lin Chen nimbly flipped onto the front passenger seat: "Do you have a knife?"

Chu Tianjiao pointed to the side door of the car.

Lin Chen saw the hidden compartment inside the car door and reached in to pull out a long black knife.

Soul Control Sword Murasame.

Chu Tianjiao also reached out and drew his black knife.

Soul Control Sword Muramasa.

These are two famous swords from Japanese history, which were originally intended as decorative crafts, yet they have now been brought to life in real life.

Chu Zihang was completely dumbfounded.

At this moment, his world was turned upside down, and the two men he knew best seemed to have transformed into demons.

Chu Tianjiao is just a driver, isn't he? A good-for-nothing whose wife remarried with their child.

Lin Chen is just a freshman, right? At most, he has good grades and plays basketball really well!

But at this moment, they held knives in their hands and looked like generals leading a vast army.

Chu Tianjiao was the first to draw his knife, thrusting it into the car door.

The village blade broke through the cast aluminum door in an instant, its edge positioned against the outside of the vehicle.

Lin Chen did the same thing, his Murasame sword piercing through the car door as well.

At this point, the Maybach was no longer a car, but a real war machine.

The chariot has two sharp, long bone spikes on its sides!

Chu Tianjiao slammed on the brakes, and the car slowed down violently.

Lin Chen gripped the knife tightly, the blade constantly striking the dark figures outside the car window.

Many shadowy figures were cut in half at the waist by the long sword, and countless drops of blood were splattered on the car.

The car lost control during the sudden braking and drifted and spun on the elevated road.

Chu Tianjiao controlled the vehicle precisely and quickly regained control.

He moved forward and backward back and forth, each time as if he wanted to floor the gas pedal.

The blades on the front and sides of the car slammed into the dark figures, finally shaking them off with a sudden acceleration.

The car sped along the elevated road, and finally, the dark figures were no longer visible outside.

Chu Tianjiao maintained his top speed and breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the now quieter road.

Chu Zihang sat in the back, trembling: "What are those? Are they ghosts?"