Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Chu Tianjiao was at a loss, very at a loss, very, very at a loss.

It feels like the world has suddenly become so strange.

First, the famous eldest son of the Laurent family was stabbed in two while wearing Odin's clothes while cosplaying. Then the guy who called himself Father Bor completely incapacitated himself with the aftermath of his skills. Finally, the son he regarded as his greatest pride was... He took out a lot of messy things from his trouser pocket, and after setting them up, the old father turned into a Kamen Rider with a knife and went up to chop them with people. The scene was more like an Indian Sir than an American movie.

Looking at the red figure a hundred meters away who cut off the viaduct with a knife and chopped the reinforced concrete into fine pieces, Chu Tianjiao really felt that he had lived like a dog in his life.

If I had known that Xia Di was so awesome, at first he was struggling to fight with others and play with tracking and counter-tracking, but he just turned around and shouted "Brother, please protect me", maybe he was referring to Zihang's younger brothers and sisters. They are already in elementary school, how can they be reduced to the situation where their wives and children are separated and their sons call other people’s fathers.

"I'm so stupid, really." Chu Tianjiao was like the regretful Mrs. Xianglin at this moment. She wished she could go back to the past and slap the blind-seeing version of herself twice.

“Rumble——!!!”

Thunder fell from the sky, aiming at the young man with a knife and no umbrella on a rainy night.

However, the ghost-like red figure disappeared when the thunder fell, and when it reappeared, it had already rushed in front of Bol.

Raising his knife to block the heavy guillotine, Chu Zihang raised his foot and kicked. The armor on Bor's chest shattered, and his whole body flew backwards under the immense force, plowing a hundred-meter-long ravine on the ground. Even though the ground was covered with coolant, the back armor was still red and hot, with almost only a layer of iron left.

Before Bol could stand up, the young man with the knife had already come to kill him again. The flaming sword in his hand brought up a 100-meter fire dragon in the air. All the raindrops along the way were vaporized, making it look like a real dragon appearing in the world and riding in the clouds and mist.

Amidst the shocking explosion, Bol, who hurriedly stood up to block, sank his feet into the ground, and his bones made an overwhelming creaking sound, as if his body would collapse at any time.

Just when he was about to try to summon thunder to knock the young man in front of him away, the blade suddenly lightened, and the huge force exerted on it disappeared together with the young man who jumped out upside down.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the 100-meter fire dragon had become a reality, surrounding the red figure hanging upside down in the night sky. His eyes burning with red flames looked down at the tiny figure who was still struggling in vain.

Turning the wheel at his waist, the red flame sword merged with the fire dragon behind him, and a red magic seal appeared out of thin air between the sky and the earth.

Endless crises came to his mind. Bol raised his deadwood spear Gangnir, trying to summon Luo Lei to shoot down the young man with a knife and no umbrella on a rainy night.

However, as the red figure folded his hands, invisible energy spread to a radius of a hundred meters in an instant.

Meditation Seal!

It can stop the flow of time within a specified range, which is a more shameless skill than Time Zero.

In the distance, Chu Tianjiao, who had regained most of his strength after chewing the dragon meat jerky and was looking over here, was dumbfounded again.

His own family knew about his own affairs, and the Time Zero Sniper returned to him, but it only slowed down the flow of time in the field dozens of times, and the releaser himself could still maintain normal speed, and in the eyes of outsiders, time still ran as usual.

But in the horrifying circular area in the distance, the wind stopped and the rain cleared, like a frozen crystal ball. The burly figure on the ground raising his hand to summon Gangnir remained motionless, even with the arms wrapped around it. The arc no longer jumps.

"Masaka, my son can't be so Dio!" Chu Tianjiao looked at his son who was better than his master, with surprise and confusion in his heart.

There is an old saying that goes: dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice’s sons can dig holes. But in the mixed-race world, there is no blood inheritance limit. It is said that a word spirit without children must inherit one of its parents, and will only have a word spirit with the same blood lineage.

Moreover, it is basically a consensus among hybrids that a person can only have one Word Spirit. Even the number of Word Spirits that dragons can control is extremely limited. Only the noble first-generation species can break the limit.

But no matter how confused and puzzled he was, he could not pry into the mystery of time.

Under the moonlit night, a young man wearing flame dragon armor turned over in the air, raising his hands flat like a cross. Under the dark blue eye patch, a murderous intention enveloped the special star named Bol on the ground.

"throat--!!!"

The fire dragon roared angrily, pushing Chu Zihang, who was in a knight kicking posture, and suddenly fell down. The moment it penetrated the red magic sealing patch, crimson energy wrapped around his feet, drawing bloody light and shadow under the night.

boom--! ! !

Chu Zihang, who had stolen the sealing skill of the Wind Eagle Armor, kicked the guillotine in Boer's hand, and then stepped on the solid ground without losing any strength. The roaring fire dragon behind him disappeared in an instant, drowning the two of them and leaving them miserable. Incomparable viaduct holes.

There was another violent tremor, and Chu Tianjiao, who was sitting in the wheelchair, slid back several meters uncontrollably. There was no trace of shock in his eyes, only numbness from overstimulation.

In the all-out battle between the two sides, the viaduct, which had been severely damaged, finally failed to hold up and suffered a large-scale collapse.

Nearly one kilometer of the bridge deck was completely broken, sending up billowing smoke. The extremely solid single-column pier lost its support object, and it looked a little lonely, weak and helpless standing there.

After waiting for a while, there was no more movement. Chu Tianjiao pushed the wheelchair towards the broken part of the viaduct, wanting to see what was going on below.

Was his son picking up equipment from the corpse, or were they both injured and unable to get up?

And just below the viaduct covered with smoke and dust, the ground cracked in patches. In a deep pit with a radius of 10 meters, Chu Zihang, wearing the Flame Dragon Armor, landed on the ground in a way that was very suitable for a superhero, looking at Bol, who had been beaten back to his original form.

"Mr. Bol, are you okay?"

Boer, whose armor was completely broken, lay in the deep pit in a big letter shape. The only thing that was intact was the bronze mask covering his face. He raised his still trembling right hand and gave a thumbs up to the Flame Dragon Armor that was close at hand:

"You passed."

These three words that were not answered to the question might be a little confusing to outsiders, but Chu Zihang knew that this meant that he had passed Master Xia's test.

After the school sports meet, Chu Zihang asked Master Xia to open the dream space and customized a trial place for him - Nibelungen on a rainy night.

Unlike Lu Mingfei who was passively beaten in the dream, he took the initiative to adjust his physical fitness to the average level of ordinary junior high school students when he first entered the dream trial. Just like upgrading in online games, he gradually strengthened his body through endless fighting until his physical strength was equal to that in reality.

Every night since then, he would bravely enter Nibelungen with his mortal body and use the long knife in his hand to kill a bloody path among the deadpools.

At the beginning, he naturally could not fight against the strong and thick-skinned Deadpool. Basically, when he met those black shadow deadpools, there was only one capital death.

But after experiencing death again and again, he also figured out the attack methods and behavioral habits of those black shadow dead soldiers. After relying on his strong execution ability to sneak attack and kill a deadpool, he began his own rise.

It took only two months to successfully clear the Nibelungen guarded by Odin, but he was still not satisfied, so he asked Master Xia to upgrade the difficulty and change the dream trial from difficult mode to hell mode.

Not only was the strength of Black Shadow Deadpool close to Yuan Zhisheng, but his combat awareness was also full, and the one guarding the bottom of the level changed from Odin to Father Bor. Chu Zihang started a new round of torture journey with pain and joy.

Fortunately, with the foundation laid last week, Chu Zihang quickly adapted to the rhythm and steadily improved the progress of the strategy. Finally, he met the boss at the bottom of the level on Xia Mi's birthday yesterday.

But he didn't expect Master Xia to give him such a big surprise, moving the dream trial directly to reality, and digging out the secrets that the useless father had hidden for many years.

As the manager and alpaca breeder of Nibelungen, Bor's daily life is actually very boring, so he is still very happy to be the big boss of Chu Zihang's dream trial, adding a little fun to his boring life.

It's just that the smile he had when he was controlling the shadowy Deadpool to beat Chu Zihang up before was as painful as the beating he received now. It can only be said that Xia Di understands the way of balance.

Bol waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but just needed to rest, and let Chu Zihang stay wherever he wanted.

The latter saw that he was being stubborn and stubborn, so he had no choice but to leave, leaving him a personal space to lick his wounds alone.

Sensing that there was a figure looking at this side on the broken end of the viaduct in the distance, Chu Zihang raised his hand and turned the wheel on the side of the Qiankun belt. The Yin-Yang fish pattern in the middle of the belt shot out a ray of light and turned into a mechanical flying motorcycle full of oriental fantasy style in the air.

Leaping up and riding on his own light and shadow horse, Chu Zihang turned the throttle and rushed out of the smoke and flew onto the viaduct. Under Chu Tianjiao's calm gaze, he stopped the Yanlong horse at the broken end of the bridge deck and tilted his head to signal his father to get on the car quickly.

"Uh, is this over?" Chu Tianjiao pressed the cold armor with one hand, and used the force to move his still numb legs to sit on the Flame Dragon Horse.

"Well, it's over." Chu Zihang nodded and drove the Flame Dragon Horse towards the exit of Nibelungen.

"Well, don't you have anything to say to your dad?" Chu Tianjiao looked at his son who was half a head taller than him in armor, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

He always thought that he had hidden it deep enough, but he didn't expect his son to hide it deeper, have more secrets, and even act better than him.

The weak look in the Maybach before, which was so weak that he could faint at any time or even hit GG on the spot, really scared him.

Chu Zihang, who remembered the driving regulations, said concisely and without looking away: "It's all Uncle Xia's credit."

In fact, he can have the ability today, which is inseparable from Master Xia's earnest teachings and tireless torture.

Apart from other things, he has mastered the acting skills.

Chu Tianjiao was not surprised. It was nothing more than raising Xia Di's strength in his heart. He still cursed.

"This guy is really good at hiding. He obviously has the ability to change the world, but he doesn't want to become famous in the dragon-slaying battlefield. He would rather stay in this small city and be a writer hated by everyone."

As Chu Tianjiao cursed, he figured out something wrong and asked his son who protected him from the wind and rain: "Hey, you said that Xia Di gave up being the guardian of his city and ran away to write novels to take revenge on society. Why did he suddenly run to cooperate with the country? Is it because he met you and Xiaolu and aroused his desire to protect?"

Because these two are not the same person at all.

Chu Zihang murmured in his heart, but he couldn't bear to leak Master Xia's secret to irrelevant people without permission, even if he discovered the secret himself, even if this irrelevant person was his biological father.

"I don't know, maybe."

"Hey kid, why are you so perfunctory? I'm your biological father. Is there anything you can't tell me?"

"...I am your biological son, why don't you still hide it from me?"

"That's different!"

"What's the difference?"

"This... a father hiding a little secret from his son is just like a husband hiding private money from his wife. It is normal!"

"Have you hidden your personal money?" Chu Zihang perked up after hearing this. He had passed the extremely dangerous epic level before, guessing how cool the good-for-nothing father was behind his back and his mother. , now it’s a real deal.

When I think of my mother's expensive cosmetics, I can't bear to buy them, just to buy him more eggs, meat, and milk to supplement his nutrition. However, this good-for-nothing dad drives the company's car and follows the leader to eat and drink, and secretly uses his small coffers to buy some luxury goods. Zi Gao Xiba pretended to be serious at the door of the club...

The Yanlongju with a strong sense of science fiction landed on the elevated road. Chu Zihang ended his transformation and canceled his mount, and returned to a cold-faced young man who was about 1.6 meters tall. He walked forward with his head buried in the pouring rain. His back was full of desolation and deception. Anger and dissatisfaction.

"Um..." Chu Tianjiao spoke quickly, but he didn't expect his son to catch him: "Well, son, please listen to my explanation, things are not what you think.

Dad, when I was working in Europe and the United States, I always had some savings, but I kept them well and didn't use them randomly. I just thought that if I accidentally got into an accident in the future, I could leave some pension for you and your mother. . "

"Haha." Chu Zihang, who was immersed in the front, sneered, not believing this nonsense at all.

"Really, in order to prevent accidents from happening suddenly like today, I started arranging the future of you mother and son a few years ago." Chu Tianjiao was helpless when his son didn't believe it. Thinking that Lu Tianming had been exposed, he simply stopped hiding it. :

"Lao Lu had some problems with his business. I helped solve some of the troubles and invested most of my savings in his company. The shares have been rising over the years, and the money I invested at the beginning has also increased by an unknown amount. times.

Therefore, Lao Lu’s previous promise to your mother to make you the sole legal heir of the group in the future was actually not a promise at all. It was simply to return the things that belong to you to you intact. "