Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

As Constantine left Chu Zihang's body.

That feeling of being drained instantly spread from the top of my head down my spine and throughout my entire body.

The residual heat of the dragon blood within him was still boiling. Under Constantine's parting command, he began to focus on healing Chu Zihang's body. It was far too easy for the Dragon King to control the body of a hybrid.

Back, arms, calves... these wounds inflicted by the sharp dragon feathers during the fight with Caesar Gattuso are now oozing blood threads that resemble the stamens of a spider lily, intertwined with each other.

Then granulation tissue sprouted from both sides of the wound, quickly healing together and pulling the wound closed.

Chu Zihang was hunched over, head down, panting heavily. The hunting knife, Victor, was reflected in his golden eyes, swooping down from the sky, getting closer and closer!

The image of her father, Chu Tianjiao, appeared in her mind once again. That guy in the black suit always pulled out the Divine Sword Murasame from the trunk of his Maybach, raised it sharply, and leaped to slash at the dragons!

But his forearm was severely injured, and even the web of his hand was split open with a horrifying wound. Chu Zihang's hand trembled, and he said with a hint of disappointment, "Still can't do it?"

"Even Murasame can no longer be lifted up."

He raised his head, barely straightening his spine and lifting his chest. His golden eyes were fixed on Caesar, whose face was covered in dragon scales. In an instant, philosophical thoughts filled his mind: "Does this mean that all dragon-slaying youths will eventually become dragons themselves?"

The hunter's knife, Victor, finally came before him, about to slash at his eyes.

The image of the sword severing his nose, eyes, and skull, instantly flashed into Chu Zihang's mind.

A bang!

A dazzling spark flashed before his eyes, leaping to either side of Chu Zihang, scorching his skin, but he couldn't even feel the pain.

Ye Jingchen gripped the scabbard with one hand, casually blocking Caesar's hunting knife, Victor, and glanced at him. "Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground. You don't need to kill Chu Zihang to prove yourself."

Hiding inside the building, Susie covered her mouth and turned to look at her male classmate Qi Lan, exclaiming, "This is terrifying! With such a small knife, he could block President Caesar's hunting knife with one hand! Even Chu Zihang couldn't do that!"

"That's no ordinary dagger, it's the Seven Deadly Sins: Lust, a top-tier alchemical weapon! But just the fact that Ye Jingchen blocked President Caesar's slash with one hand is quite remarkable; that requires extremely strong wrist strength." Qi Lan, standing to the side, pushed up his glasses.

"Prove yourself?" Caesar laughed, a sinister laugh. "You're pretending to be a good guy, even though you've been the one who committed the most murders along the way!"

“Those were all embers that had to be extinguished out of necessity,” Ye Jingchen said. “If you want, I can cleanse you of the dragon blood and turn you back into an ordinary hybrid.”

"Go back? I was born a mountain, not a stream. You want me to go back?" Caesar spread his wings, and his gray dragon feathers instantly stood upright, launching a fierce, rain-like attack on Ye Jingchen!

Each dragon feather was as sharp as a razor blade.

“Stubborn to the end.” Ye Jingchen swung his rib-shaped weapon, sending Caesar flying.

In an instant, Caesar stabilized himself in the air and continued to flap his wings, firing dragon feathers at Ye Jingchen!

What appeared to outsiders as swift as a gray afterimage, was not so fast in Ye Jingchen's eyes; it was like a movie playing in slow motion at 0.25x speed.

He casually waved his lustful hand behind his back, and the dragon feathers were easily pried aside by his lustful desire.

Gradually, the dragon feathers accumulated on both sides of Ye Jingchen, forming a bird's nest-like structure.

Dragon Feathers stopped to rest, and steam rose from Caesar's wings.

The parts of the wings that are capable of launching dragon feathers have stopped growing more for a short period of time due to overwork.

The skin on the wings, uncovered by dragon feathers, was exposed to the air, and the blood vessels swelled so much they seemed about to burst.

Caesar's dragonification intensified, with dragon scales gradually covering his entire face and dragon bones beginning to extend from his cheeks, enveloping his eyes.

Spiny keel spines began to grow on his back, which greatly enhanced his mobility and combat effectiveness!

Dragonbone Berserk Form!

He pointed at Ye Jingchen, his eyes full of disdain, "You can't even activate your dragon bone form, yet you think you can contend with me with just a small knife? Ridiculous!"

"furious!"

"Do I need to enter Dragon Bone Form to hit you?" Ye Jingchen stroked his folding knife in the same way Principal Angers usually did, caressing the lustful edge of the wakizashi.

With a sudden stomp of his left foot, black spiderweb-like cracks instantly appeared on the blue stone slab!

He transformed into a blur, instantly appearing before Caesar and thrusting his lustful dagger into Caesar's chest.

The gray dragon bone breastplate on the chest was instantly shattered by the lustful machinations of the wakizashi, and fragments of dragon bone fell from the sky!

Ye Jingchen thrust his lustful ribs into Caesar's chest without reservation, plunging them completely in until the other's flesh and ribs pressed against the hilt of the sword.

The Dragon Heart, slightly to the left, had its right atrium pierced by lust. Caesar's pupils constricted sharply. "How could it be so fast?"

The dragon's body has a dual-heart system. The other dragon heart begins to compensate, cutting off blood supply to the damaged heart to prevent massive internal bleeding!

"There's no need to activate the Dragon Bone Form, and of course I can't activate it either. It seems that only those with royal bloodlines can activate the Dragon Bone Form. I remember that those who can activate this form now are Uesugi Kotsugu, Uesugi Erii, Genjiro, Genjiro, Lu Mingfei who ran away, and you now."

"I haven't even used any Word of Power. Am I in despair?"

Ye Jingchen spoke leisurely and slowly. He was able to hover in mid-air without using words or alchemy, relying entirely on his grip on the handle of the Wakizashi Lustful Desire to support his entire body weight.

However, this was also constantly tugging at Caesar's ribs and stirring his dragon heart.

"This only proves you are a heretic. Your end will be miserable, while the dragon race, under my leadership, will return to the world, rise again, and shine once more!" After a brief moment of shock, Caesar instantly regained his composure. He was able to block out the pain in his body. "As long as I want to go, the path is right beneath my feet!"

Caesar snapped his fingers, "Word of Power: Storm Horn!"

The raging storm converged in an instant!

Countless debris, including rubble, broken tiles, utility poles, and sheet metal from car roofs, were swept up by the storm!

Ye Jingchen was pulled away by the power of the Sky and the King of Wind, and the storm that was about to hit him was casually knocked aside!

He landed steadily next to Vice Principal Flamel.

"Ye Jingchen, stop Caesar! I've activated all the alchemical mechanisms in the academy; there are no defenses left. These buildings will be destroyed!" Vice Principal Flamel showed this frantic expression for the first time. He was usually a composed night watchman, but it seemed he truly didn't want to fail in his duty. "How am I supposed to explain this to Angers?"

Ye Jingchen silently put Lust back into the Seven Deadly Sins sword box. "Don't worry, he won't be able to cause trouble for long..."