Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

If he didn't need time to recover his strength, he would never listen to Yuan Zhisheng talking to him about such nonsense. Instead, he would knock this guy unconscious here and then go downstairs to rescue Chu Zihang.

But Gen Chisei continued to talk to himself, "Every time Eri watches Ultraman, she can't bear to skip even the opening credits. She seems to like that theme song very much. Once I promised to accompany her to the mountains near the family shrine to see the snowy scenery, but I couldn't get away due to an unexpected emergency, so I broke the promise. Eri was mad at me, and no matter how I tried to coax her, it wouldn't work. Finally, I learned the theme song of 'Ultraman Tiga' and sang it to her, and she finally forgave me. I still remember the lyrics and tune of that theme song to this day..."

"The calmness is the same as the fire, and the earth is the same as the earth."

いつもと変わらぬ夜明け

はるかに続いてく缲り回しの中で

……

Wanna take you, baby, take me higher

爱きしめていま

Gonna TIGA take me, take me higher

Brave and strong

The heat is encouraging and the letter is spreading! "

In the dark corridor of the building due to power outage, Amaterasu, the head of the Japanese underworld family and the leader of the Snake Eight Clan, and the unique hybrid emperor Minamoto no Chisei, softly sang "Take Me Higher", the theme song of the special effects film "Ultraman Tiga", while Caesar Gattuso, the heir of the Gattuso family, a super "A"-level hybrid and the student union president of Kassel Academy, listened quietly... The scene was once so weird that it was scary.

This absurd atmosphere was just like the joint combat meeting of anti-Japanese countries during World War II, when the heads of the Japanese Empire and the Kingdom of Italy gathered together. The atmosphere was so tense that the air was about to freeze. The head of Japan looked at the head of Italy and said that the armies of those anti-Japanese countries were about to attack. The head of Italy nodded and said yes, my brothers are fighting hard with them. I will go to support my brothers after I reorganize the army and restore its vitality. The head of Japan suddenly smiled and said yes, there is going to be a war, so why not listen to me sing "The Song of the Geisha" for you... Then the head of Japan really painted his face white, put on a wig with a bun, danced with two folding fans, and performed the ridiculous "The Song of the Geisha" in a serious manner.

Caesar should have interrupted Gen Chisheng, but he didn't. Gen Chisheng's singing was unexpectedly beautiful. His voice was quite clean, and every tone was precise. When he sang the theme song of "Ultraman Tiga", the passionate emotion was different from the original version. There seemed to be a hint of sadness and helplessness in his singing.

When Yuan Zhisheng finished singing, Caesar actually clapped his hands softly: "You sang well."

"I also want to be a friend of justice, Gattuso-kun, but just because you've watched a few Ultraman movies and learned Ultraman's theme song, you can become a friend of justice." Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were a little empty. "In the end, I didn't become a friend of justice. I became a villain."

"My men, my friends, even my entire family—we're all bad guys," said Yuan Zhisheng, his voice a little hoarse. "Yasha used to be the top thug for a certain underworld organization. When he got angry, he wouldn't hesitate to smash his enemy's skull. Crow was the strategist behind a loan shark organization. If someone couldn't pay back their money, he'd even have someone kidnap their wife and children. Sakura is a killer who started killing at the age of five."

"I've killed many people myself. Nominally, I was a law enforcer, a demon slayer, but the vast majority of my targets were demons who hadn't yet transformed into Deadpools," said Genjisheng. "Or rather, they were all living people at the time, but were deemed dangerous by their families, or for some reason, showed even the slightest sign of resistance to the family's will. Therefore, I had to execute them without mercy."

When Gen Chisheng said this, he suddenly thought of the woman named Miyamoto Noyuki. He remembered the question and answer session with Miyamoto Noyuki. As the Amaterasu, he was unable to illuminate the other person's life. He took a deep breath and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Mr. Gattuso, you must think I'm despicable and damnable for deceiving you so repeatedly, right? But I've also done far more abhorrent and deplorable things than deceiving you. Not just one or two, but many, many more." Yuan Zhisheng said sincerely, "This is how we in the underworld survive. For the benefit of the majority, we can sacrifice innocent people and even our companions. This world is such a cruel thing. The pyramid can only be built so high. If you want to stand safely on it, you must kick everyone around you down. If you want some people to live well, you must sacrifice others."

"I know this isn't the right choice, but it's the most rational one. I have no other options. I'm Amaterasu, but I can't illuminate everyone. In front of something as vast as the 'world,' the so-called high and mighty Half-Blood Emperor you speak of is nothing more than a larger ant. Ants can't save others; they can only climb higher by stepping on smaller ants. This is the only thing I can do for my family," Yuan Zhisheng said softly. "If doing all the bad things can ensure my family never has to worry about food, clothing, or separation, then it doesn't matter if I become the biggest villain."

"Oh, I remember you said something similar to me the day you hosted us," Caesar said. "You've done all the filthiest things in the world, and yet you're laughing at your crimes?"

"That's what I thought before I met you." Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"Before meeting us?" Caesar asked.

"Yes, before I met you, I thought there were only two kinds of people in the world...smarter bad guys and stupider bad guys." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"I don't think I'm a good person, but I firmly believe in my own justice."

"Yes, those who can firmly believe in their inner justice are all happy people. Now I finally understand why you are so angry with me, Gattuso-kun. To be honest, before I met you, I never thought there were such... pure idiots in the world. Compared with you, I seem to have really become what you, Gattuso-kun, call a 'hypocritical Japanese.'" Yuan Zhisheng closed his eyes. "I still stubbornly believe that there are no completely good people in the world... but you and Chu-kun are both stupid good people."

"Is this Japanese-style sarcasm? Or Japanese-style praise?" Caesar asked uncertainly, curling his lips.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't answer Caesar's question, but instead asked an irrelevant question: "Gattuso, how is your physical strength recovering?"

"There's nothing wrong with acting on your own." Caesar asked doubtfully, "Why?"

"I can barely walk now," said Yuan Zhisheng, "but to save energy, I'd like to ask Gattuso-kun to carry me with you as before."

"You mean..." Caesar was slightly stunned.

"I've said it before, I also fantasize about becoming a friend of justice, a foolish good person," said Yuan Zhisheng, "but my position doesn't allow me to become the embodiment of justice...so let's start by becoming a fool."

"If you must go and save Chu Jun... take me with you." Yuan Zhisheng muttered, looking at the ceiling, "If all of you righteous fools die... I will never be able to become a friend of justice in my life."

……

The devastated shadow wall layer.

After the violent explosion, there was a dead silence here. Apart from the crackling sound of the fire in the distance and the occasional sound of leftover gunpowder being ignited, it was so quiet that nothing could be heard. The temperature suddenly rose by dozens of degrees compared to before the explosion. The whole space was like a huge furnace, burning people to the point of dry mouth and cracked skin.

Chu Zihang moved forward slowly while lowering his breathing rhythm. He was listening carefully to the sounds in this space. The dragon-shaped Deadpool had such a huge body. When it breathed, its lungs must have been pumping like a huge bellows... But this space was too open. Chu Zihang did not have the reconnaissance spirit like Caesar's "Sickle Weasel". It was his limit to detect the movements within twenty meters around him.

But the attack range of the dragon-shaped Deadpool is definitely not just twenty meters. This is not only a battle that tests one's psychology, but also a showdown of reaction speed.

In front of Chu Zihang was a small hill of rubble, which ran across the entire corridor of the screen wall. If Chu Zihang wanted to cross the "hill" without making any noise, he had to use his hands and feet to slowly climb up the rubble.

During the climb, his hands would leave the hilt of the knife at his waist, and that small "hill" looked like the most likely hiding place of the dragon-shaped Deadpool. Passing through there was tantamount to taking a gamble with his life.

Chu Zihang stood in front of the small "mountain" and stood silently for a long time. He twitched his nose a few times, as if he was sniffing something in the air... Then Chu Zihang made a move that seemed quite incredible.

He took a deep breath, slowly took a few steps back, and then shot out like an arrow.

He did not jump directly onto the small "hill" of rubble, but stepped on the largest pieces of rubble at the bottom of the small "hill", rushed to the wall next to it, stepped on the cracks between the walls with high speed and inertia, and moved forward along an arc-shaped trajectory.

When Chu Zihang climbed to a position parallel to the top of the small gravel "hill", he slammed his foot hard on a complete piece of wall and flew towards the top of the small "hill".

In mid-air, Chu Zihang simultaneously pulled out the Spider Cutter and the Boy Cutter from the scabbards at his waist. The blades of the two ancient swords flipped in his hands, and he held them with the tips facing downwards. His eyes were fixed on the small "hill" of gravel below him, and at the same time he sniffed the air with his nose.

When his eyes caught a glimpse of the golden light seeping out from the cracks in the stone and the smell of blood was the strongest in his nose, Chu Zihang's body suddenly fell down, and the blade of Tong Ziqie pierced fiercely into the cracks in the stone.

The splattering blood was like cutting black reeds, and the huge roar was deafening.

The small "mountain" under Chu Zihang's feet exploded with a bang, and rubble flew all over the sky. A huge black shadow emerged from the pile of rocks, and the moment the huge wings spread out, a violent airflow was stirred up.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool was indeed hiding in the small "hill" of gravel. Chu Zihang's judgment was very accurate. If the faint heartbeat and the sixth sense of predicting danger could not allow Chu Zihang to lock on the guy's position, the smell of blood in the air could not be hidden.

Chapter 340 Chu Zihang, I won’t allow you to die here

This dragon-shaped Deadpool had eaten countless humans and snake-shaped Deadpools. The stench of blood it exuded in the air could not even be covered up by the high temperature airflow and the smell of gunpowder.

The huge periosteal black wings stretched out like the arms of a giant, spanning the entire shrine. The violent airflow swept over an area of ​​dozens of meters, and the rubble and cherry wood fragments of the collapsed statues of gods and demons were rolled up, and the entire passage was filled with flying sand and rocks.

Chu Zihang stepped on the scales on the dragon-shaped Deadpool's head. When the storm stirred up by the giant wings hit him, he was the first to be hit, and his body was uncontrollably swept away by the turbulence. But before being swept away, Chu Zihang did not forget to twist the Spider Cut and Boy Cut that were inserted into one of the dragon-shaped Deadpool's pupils, and then pulled out the two swords with a tight grip.

The slender blades of the two ancient swords brought out a series of blood flowers. After the two swords were pulled out from Deadpool's huge pupils, the dark blood gushed out from the holes poked by Spider Cut and Boy Cut, like two black water jets shooting out from a spring.

Blood spilled onto the stones of the walls and floor, making a "sizzling" sound and billowing white smoke. The blood of this dragon-shaped Deadpool was extremely corrosive, and irregular cavities were melted into the places where the black blood splashed.

Pulling out a sharp weapon from a freshly inflicted wound is like opening the floodgates of blood from the wound. The damage and pain caused by the secondary injury are almost multiples of the first injury.

The intense pain drove the dragon-shaped Deadpool into madness in an instant. It covered its pupils with its claws and waved the other claw around, leaving hideous marks on the stone and wall.

The golden pupils pierced by Chu Zihang's two swords are gradually becoming dim. The blood gushed out in an instant and turned into a trickle, flowing out from two huge and hideous blood holes, filling Deadpool's eye sockets and dyeing his entire huge pupils pure black.

Chu Zihang was swept up by the violent airflow and slammed heavily against the hard wall. He vomited a pool of blood and stood up quickly. He did not choose to attack again at the first moment, but instead quickly retreated without thinking after standing up, keeping a safe distance of more than ten meters from the furious behemoth.

Facts have proved that Chu Zihang's combat awareness is indeed accurate enough. The next second after he retreated from the wall, the thick and long tail swung fiercely at the place where he was the previous moment, like a giant python falling from the sky, and the hard marble was smashed into pieces by the scaly tail... If an ordinary person's body was hit by Deadpool's tail, it would be like being hit head-on by a giant truck with the accelerator pressed down. There is absolutely no possibility of survival. Even with the physique of a hybrid, if he is not killed, he will at least be half-crippled.

In the distance was a fiercely burning fire, in front of him was a monster as huge as a mountain, and in the closed building there was no way up or down. This was probably the last battle of his life... Chu Zihang thought.

Facing the huge black shadow that could completely cover him, he held the two swords in his hands, and the two swords vibrated at the same time, washing away the black blood of Deadpool on the swords. Then he started with a very strange two-sword style... Spider Cut and Boy Cut were overlapped and placed in front of him.

There has never been a posture in ancient martial arts Nito-ryu that requires placing two swords overlapping like this. Nito-ryu's swordsmanship emphasizes the flexibility of attack and defense and the variability of the sword's trajectory. Whether it is Niten Ichi-ryu or Kodachi Nito-ryu, both emphasize placing two weapons in front and behind the body, one for attack and the other for defense. When the starting posture is opened, there is almost no flaw in the body.

Crossing the two swords in front of the body is equivalent to completely abandoning the advantage of the two-sword style, which is flexible and changeable. Instead, it actively exposes the offensive and defensive routes to the enemy. Even novices who are just learning kendo know that this is a sword stance that only a reckless man would adopt. It is like telling the opponent that I will chop you from the chest and my lower body is full of flaws and gaps.

But Chu Zihang openly placed such a straightforward sword in front of the enemy. The silver-white mirror-like blade of Tongzi Qi An Gang reflected the terrifying golden color deep in his pupils. His muscles were tense and the aura he exuded was like a cheetah that would pounce on its prey at any time.

But the thing in front of him could not be called prey no matter how he looked at it. Instead, Chu Zihang looked more like the one about to be eaten.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool in front of him was covered with hard blue-black scales. The light from the fire in the distance shone over, and the thick scales were shining with a black luster. The appearance of this giant beast was really terrifying, with its sharp teeth, ferocious bone spurs, huge membranous wings... Every inch of every part of the giant beast's body gave off a strong sense of oppression. When the Creator created this species, his heart was probably filled with tyranny and anger, and he used "ferocious" and "horrible" as synonyms for this species.

This creature was born simply for fighting and killing, so much so that even the killer embryo from Kassel Academy lost a lot of momentum when he stood in front of it and confronted it.

The pupil of the dragon-shaped Deadpool that was attacked by Chu Zihang was completely blind. Lu Mingfei had done the same thing to a dragon servant in the battle of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River. The fierce knife he inserted into the dragon's pupil at that time was extremely popular on the Night Watch forum and was talked about for a whole month. Chu Zihang got inspiration from Lu Mingfei's battle against the dragon servant... because compared to the appearance of a hybrid, this Deadpool's appearance is closer to that of a dragon.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool finally calmed down after a long period of angry roars. It stared at Chu Zihang with its only remaining bright golden pupil, and the expression on its face was between pain and ferocity.

This dragon-shaped Deadpool seemed to feel that its dignity was challenged. It hated the fact that the ant-like creature in front of it could cause it permanent harm. For a creature like it that had already left the category of hybrids, this was undoubtedly a great transgression. The only way to repay this transgression was to crush the ant that dared to challenge it with a knife, and turn it into a pool of flesh and blood that was powerless to resist for it to swallow.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool slowly approached Chu Zihang. Every step he took on the ground made a huge noise, and gravel fell from the walls and stone piles. As the dragon-shaped Deadpool moved, the steel-like spine and iron-like scales made a "crackling" sound like firecrackers when they were buckled together. The piles of exploded muscles suddenly contracted. One could feel the power contained in them just by looking at them. The attack of this behemoth was extremely oppressive.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool obviously has an overwhelming advantage when facing Chu Zihang, whose leg bone is only half as long as its own, but it still puts on a full-strength posture to pounce on its prey. This scene is like a mighty lion pouncing on a petite musk deer. The lion's advantage is obvious, but if it is not careful, the lion may be pierced in the abdomen by the sharp antlers of the musk deer. This is the cruelest way of survival. So let alone the musk deer, a lion will also put on a full-strength posture when fighting a hare.

However, as the dragon-shaped Deadpool approached Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang also slowly walked towards the dragon-shaped Deadpool with two swords in hand. He kept the two swords in front of him, with an expressionless face and no fear.

As if they had made an agreement, the two figures, one big and one small, converged towards a point in the center of each other's path, their speed getting faster and faster.

When Deadpool rushed forward, Chu Zihang also ran quickly. His figure almost became a series of afterimages. The overlapping Spider Cut and Boy Cut in front of him left straight light and shadows in the air.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool roared and roared. Although its body was huge, it was not bulky. The claws of its forelimbs were cutting and waving in the air at high speed while stomping. The sound of the air being cut was extremely harsh... The ten long claws were wielded by the dragon-shaped Deadpool like ten sharp swords.

This was like a duel between the Ten Swords Style and the Two Swords Style, with both sides' speed and murderous intent rapidly increasing as they charged forward.

When the murderous intent reached its peak, Chu Zihang just arrived in front of the dragon-shaped Deadpool. Facing this huge figure like a mountain, he stomped the ground hard and jumped high into the air. Deadpool's claws wove a dense net symbolizing death to cover him, but Chu Zihang did not dodge and flew straight towards his target.

Scars of varying depths and lengths cut through Chu Zihang's clothes and appeared on his skin. Chu Zihang held his two swords tightly. In front of him was Deadpool's chest, which was covered with thick scales.

Chu Zihang's remaining strength was not enough for him to split the iron-hard armor with one hand, so he kept the posture of overlapping two swords from the beginning, with Spider Cutter in front and Boy Cutter in the back. He suddenly exerted force with both arms at the same time, and the blade of Boy Cutter pushed the back of Spider Cutter, and the two swords were swung out in an oblique cross shape.

Chu Zihang didn't look at the enemy, but at his own sword. The two blades turned into a shadow in his eyes, leaving only a white arc of light cutting through the air. A series of sonic booms sounded, and were left behind by the two swords in Chu Zihang's hands... At this moment, the speed of his sword broke through the sound barrier!

The knife that kills "God"!

This was a sword technique that Lu Mingfei learned from the local indigenous people on an island in Zengmu Shoal in the South China Sea. After returning to the academy, Lu Mingfei demonstrated this move to Chu Zihang. Although Chu Zihang felt that this move could not have the power to truly kill a "god", he still practiced it every day in private.

Whenever he practiced, Chu Zihang would always visualize the god standing high on the throne on the elevated road on a rainy night. He would imagine himself as that man, swinging his sword at the god fiercely, one sword, two swords, three swords... a thousand swords... ten thousand swords... He would swing his sword with all his strength ten thousand times every day until he was exhausted.

Until he had mastered this "god-killing" sword to perfection and it could cut through anything... Even if there was a god standing in front of him, it would be cut in half by Chu Zihang's sword.

At this moment, Chu Zihang's back looked very similar to the man deep in his memory who dared to wield a knife against God.

An oblique cross of silver-white light arcs was embedded in the scales on the dragon-shaped Deadpool's chest, carrying the momentum to split mountains and break peaks.

The black scales flew everywhere, the inky blood splattered everywhere, and the scales that were as hard as steel were not cut apart at the joints, but were cut off directly!

An "X"-shaped gap appeared on the chest of the dragon-shaped Deadpool.

The scales on the dragon-shaped Deadpool's chest peeled off inch by inch along the cuts made by Chu Zihang, and black blood gushed out from its chest as if it were free. The depths of the only remaining golden eye of this huge monster were filled with fear and pain. This knife almost cut off its entire heart meridian and almost took its life!

The huge body of the dragon-shaped Deadpool was directly knocked to the ground by Chu Zihang's knife. It fell to the ground like a small mountain. It fell on the floor and rolled wildly, making a dying wail. The howl was deafening. The black blood oozing from its chest soaked into the floor, corroding large dents.

Chu Zihang fell onto the pile of rubble, blood oozing from the dense wounds on his body. A feeling of weakness and exhaustion washed over his whole body like a tide.

Chu Zihang didn't want to count how many bones he had broken, but his whole body was in pain.

He used all his strength to cut through the enemy's hard armor, forcing the opponent's most vulnerable part to be exposed to the air. Just a little bit... just a little bit and he could completely cut off the dragon-shaped Deadpool's heart. But it was just less than an inch away, and the final result could very well be the difference between life and death.

The power of the Word Spirit had long been exhausted, and Chu Zihang was no longer able to stand up. Listening to Deadpool's painful wails in the distance, he knew that the thing was not completely dead. Things like Deadpool had extremely tenacious vitality. As long as it was not completely killed, it would basically stand up again in a short time and appear in front of him alive and kicking.

This is probably the end of it for me... Chu Zihang stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, and tried his best to force a bitter arc at the corner of his mouth.

He thought of that man, and he felt that his own final moments resembled his own, yet he never truly understood him... Could a person truly have two completely different sides? How did he truly live in this world? What fate did he bear? The combination of his genes and his mother, Su Xiaoyan, had shaped his stubborn character. But how deep must this man's stubbornness have been?

Chu Zihang also thought of Xia Mi. He was very grateful to Lu Mingfei for helping him recognize his inner self. Chu Zihang had never told Xia Mi that deep down he was actually very happy to have met her. The trajectory of his life had changed because of her. He no longer stubbornly rejected anyone, no longer lived alone in a corner of the crowd, and no longer felt that he was an insignificant and otherworldly figure in the world...

He used to stubbornly believe that only by holding the hilt of the knife tightly like that man could he feel the feeling of being alive, but now he understands that by holding Xia Mi's hand tightly, he seems to be able to feel that his life is real, vibrant and beating.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool walked towards Chu Zihang with heavy steps. It was not dead. The vitality of this creature was so tenacious that it was terrifying.

"A half-evolved, remnant creature dares to eat my boy?"

A familiar voice sounded in Chu Zihang's mind.

"Chu Zihang...I won't allow you to die here."

Chapter 341 Xia Mi's Mark

Chu Zihang, who was almost fainting, was stunned for a moment... Did he hear it wrong?

How could I hear that girl's voice? It echoed in my head... Was it because I missed her so much in those final moments of my life that I was hallucinating? Or was it a fleeting moment of enlightenment?

Old people often say that when a person is about to leave this world, his life will flash back in his mind like a revolving lantern. If that is the case, Chu Zihang feels that it is perfect. His last memory fragments start with that man and end with his beloved girl...

But if I'm gone, my mother will probably be sad...but the sadness will probably only last for a while.

Chu Zihang was not too worried about his mother Su Xiaoyan. Mother Chu was notoriously heartless. This woman had a big heart, but she could not hide any worries. Sadness came and went quickly. Even if tomorrow was the end of the world, she would party as late as she wanted and eat as many meals as she wanted. She would not feel that she had to fulfill any wishes that had to be fulfilled just because the end of the world was approaching.

Yes, her mother wouldn't care even if the world was about to be destroyed, so it was natural that she didn't mention that man at all after divorcing him, because she probably had forgotten about that man a long time ago, just like she forgot which bar she lost an earring in yesterday, or forgot whether one of her socks fell into the gap of the bedside table or was lost under the sofa today.

To her, that man was probably no different from an earring or a sock. If it was gone, it was gone. She could just get a new one. There was no need to worry or feel regretful about not being able to find the old one.

Chu Zihang never complained about his mother's heartless character. He thought his mother's character was pretty good. At least she lived an easy and happy life... She would not be lonely and would not be sad.

Therefore, before every mission, Chu Zihang would leave a letter with Professor Schneider, asking him to give the letter to his mother if he unfortunately died in an accident during the mission.

Chu Zihang only talked about three things in the whole letter. The first was that he was sorry that he could not repay his mother for raising him. The second was that he was very grateful to his mother for raising him to this age, and he was also very grateful to his stepfather for his mother's love and tolerance for him. The third was to persuade his mother and stepfather to have a new child while they were still young.

Caesar once said something very philosophical half-sarcastically and half-emotionally. Caesar said that true loneliness is not about how many friends a person has or how many people know him. True loneliness is about how many times a person has rejected the opportunities to form bonds and entanglements with others. Chu Zihang is a man who turns loneliness into art. If "loneliness" is a kind of art, then Chu Zihang's status in the world of loneliness is probably equivalent to Beethoven in the music world and Van Gogh in the painting world... In the performance art of loneliness, the only one who can compare with Chu Zihang is probably Omega, the god of melancholy in Norse mythology.

Chu Zihang himself also believed that there was no one in this world who needed his worry to survive, and that everyone could live well after his death. Chu Zihang thought that he had long been separated from everyone's life, and he could calmly accept the unexpected death at any time... But when the real death came, he found that there were actually things deep in his heart that he could not let go.