MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-v4 Chapter 36 death battle

"Bastards in suits, fight me head-on! This is the power called imperial blood, and we should be the winners!"

Ang Ge glanced at the huge pitch-black flame ball, and continued to slap Uesugoshi on the back of the head with the wooden knife.

Incompetent rage. At that time, Anger, who was not over a hundred years old, was in full bloom, and there were not many wrinkles on his face.

After breaking through the eight families of Sheqi, they sent such an idiot to attack him openly. The shadow emperor of Japanese and French mixed blood, is this a funny character?

Uesugi went around to destroy the dead under the dark sun, while Angers kept beating the young man with a wooden knife, and at the same time told him some simple life principles, such as you are already an idiot war criminal.

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Ang Ge looked at Uesugi Eri Yi, whose eyes were full of chills, but memories of the **** ramen master appeared in his mind. At that time, he was really a super idiot.

After spending most of his life in a daze, he was able to receive the gift of fate in his later years. If his daughter died here, he would probably go crazy. Uesugoshi also invited himself to eat ramen when he sent his daughter to school.

Ang Ge fell back to the ground, and the figure of the Wind King was reflected in his blade-like pupils.

Around Li Wuyue, thousands of blood-sucking scythes were flying at high speed, making fine chirping sounds. If you throw a steel plate into it, it will be smashed.

The Dragon King manipulated thousands of troops and attacked the field of judgment. After each charge of the blood-sucking scythe, Uesugi Eriyi's face became paler.

Angers winked at Caesar behind him. He didn't know what it was, and old people often felt abandoned by the times. But this thing is hard and fight-resistant, and that's enough.

Caesar sighed in his heart. He also had reasonable reasons to suspect that Luo Yin sold him an artificial dragon body with bad intentions.

Gone are the dashing ways he used to fight. Although the damage was low and crispy before, it was handsome!

Caesar's dragon wings vibrated like iron and rushed straight into the domain of the blood-sucking scythe. There were countless sounds of gold and iron clashing from his body, as well as the mourning of the scythe when it shattered and died.

Although the strength of the artificial dragon body is strong, the speed is too slow. When the dragon's body approached to two meters away from the body, Li Wuyue fluttered away easily.

But on the back of the dragon's body, the second person in blue and black suddenly appeared, facing Li Wuyue's eyes.

The Samoyed show, the lion show!

Ang Ge, who was rushing at full speed, was like a mad dragon, and the momentum of giving up his life and forgetting to die would not be defeated even before the royal domain.

The lion's appearance is imposing, and when it opens its eyes, it looks like a hunting lion is released from its eyes. And what Anger released was the mad dragon.

Li Wuyue immediately put her right arm across her forehead, forcibly blocking Anger's lore. The jackknife penetrated into the arm, and the blade trembled at a high speed during the collision, almost shattering.

The attack was blocked again, and the extremely calm Li Wuyue also felt a little irritable. He needs to get rid of someone completely first.

Angers retreated in time, dodged Li Wuyue's fatal counterattack, and fell on the shoulders of Caesar's dragon body. This thing can fly, which is good.

"There's no point in saving that girl's life. Just reverse the order of your deaths."

Li Wuyue entered the most terrifying time zero state. Four fusiform bone spurs attacked Angers from up, down, left, and right. The shot seemed to be a right fist, but it changed to a left uppercut at a very close distance.

For a moment, it was like being under siege. In the battle of time zero, every moment was extremely long, and Angers' thinking was stretched to the limit.

It's a left fist. Angers turned sideways in time and stabbed at a short distance with the jackknife, but was caught in front of Li Wuyue's right claw.

Angers threatened him mainly from this peculiar jackknife. But when Li Wuyue was about to take the knife, a mighty fire tornado swept towards the Dragon King.

Jun Yan superimposed the combination of words and spirits of the Pupil of the Wind King, bursting with astonishing power. The huge amount of air compressed by the pupil of the wind king has become Jun Yan's fuelwood, and the vortex airflow has reshaped the form of the word spirit.

Chu Zihang and the second generation of eyes, Xia Mi, stood side by side, one fanning the wind and the other igniting. Chu Zihang dominated Yan Ling's attack direction, and the super large flame column pointed to where to spray.

As long as the method is right, the pupil of the wind king can also attack the wind king.

On the side, Nuonuo, holding a large sniper rifle, was speechless. Without words, she felt out of place.

The fire tornado created a breathing space for Angers, but failed to hurt Li Wuyue. The Dragon King threw himself into the raging flames, and his eyes continued to lock on Angers.

Angers, who can barely keep up with his speed, and the girl who can prevent him from releasing his words, solve these two people, and he will definitely destroy this academy.

The fire tornado was extinguished, and Li Wuyue shot again. Within half a second, Angers used Caesar's dragon body as the base and confronted the Dragon King dozens of times.

The huge gap in speed and strength made Angers almost unable to breathe. The hand holding the knife was tight and tight, and the handle of the knife almost fell into the palm of the hand.

Caesar's dragon body is an excellent cover, but it is gradually shattering under Li Wuyue's violence.

In the violent roar, Li Wuyue broke the dragon's wings as strong as steel, and the left wing with the bone spurs shot straight at Angers who was hiding behind.

The effect of the blood burst is fading, and the realm of time zero is becoming unstable, but Angers continues to hold on.

He didn't want to know his limit, and the person who destroyed the Dragon Clan couldn't have a limit. But the truth is, the limits of humanity are there.

Angers tore off the torn white shirt, revealing the ghosts and gods tattoos on his back, the violence of all worlds. Against the background of the blood burst effect, the ghosts and gods on the tattoo seem to be resurrected.

From the left shoulder to the right abdomen, a thirty or forty centimeter-long wound cut open his muscles, and blood gushed like a spring. The injury wasn't that deep, and it could continue.

The dragon's body fell to the ground, causing smoke and dust, and the injured Angers took the initiative to attack, under the cover of Yan Ling, attacking Li Wuyue.

He is like a spring of excellent quality, which miraculously recovers no matter how heavy the pressure is.

The sound of gunshots, explosions, ice guns, and flames began to blur in Angers' eyes and ears. Li Wuyue, who was attacking with extreme speed, was like a ruthless hammer, destroying Angers' body with pure violence.

It's just the power that was exchanged for "sacrifice", so fragile.

However, despite relying on cheating, he is much better than he was a century ago. Block it for at least half a minute, and it's not too embarrassing to see Menek again.

"Have you seen extreme speed?"

Li Wuyue flickered in the air and whispered to the crumbling Anger. His right paw was retracted, muscles tense, like a sheathed knife.

In an instant life-and-death confrontation, relatively low-level Word Spirits may be more deadly.

Caesar didn't have time to think, and subconsciously rushed in front of the principal. Li Wuyue, who suddenly stopped attacking, made him feel even more bad.

The words and spirits switched, in an instant.

It is not as flexible as Time Zero, which can only accelerate a short movement, but it allows the user to climb higher mountains.

The eleventh order exploded in an instant, 2048 times the speed. The movement is almost unobservable, quicker than the birth and death of a thought.

There is no sound, no light, no shadow, and the most prosperous killing intent, but it shows an extreme Zen.

Li Wuyue used the shrunken right claw to use an attack similar to drawing a knife, and crossed a distance of nearly 5 meters like a teleport. The half-blood couldn't take such a long range of motion acceleration, but he could barely carry it.

A vacuum channel was formed on the path, and the huge dragon body lost its entire right arm. Caesar stopped in the attacking line just before he could launch, relying on extraordinary intuition.

After Caesar shared the main impact, Li Wuyue's right paw hit Anger's chest. Angers fell into a coma, the symptoms of dragon transformation completely subsided, and he lay silently in front of the ruins of Valhalla.

Li Wuyue frowned, exerting force to straighten the bones of her right wrist. That was caused by the excessive load of the eleventh-order moment, and for the next minute, he had to fight with one hand.

All the students saw that scene, and the "suit dragon" fell down, revealing the old face they were very familiar with. At this moment, the campus entered a deep silence.

Immediately, the gunfire continued. It's far from over.

Chu Zihang, who had two wings on his back, rushed towards Li Wuyue with a fiery stream of fire, maintaining a trace of consciousness.

Luo Yin said that he would bring enough serum, so he could maintain this state for about 15 seconds, as long as he didn't transform into Deadpool, he would still be saved.

The dragon's blood was as hot as magma, and the extremely activated dragon spirit dominated his mind. The dead dragon roared in his head, and its name was Samson!

Compared with Angers, who had a blood explosion for the third time, Chu Zihang at this time was one step closer to the image of a dragon, and his body could no longer see any human characteristics. Especially the majestic cross-shaped bone wings surprised Li Wuyue.

Yushen Knife Muramura sensed the strong bloodline of the knife bearer, and water droplets like spring rain appeared on the surface, as if to produce a strange change, but in the end it did not continue.

The two dragons collided in the night sky, wind and fire collided and blended, escaping violent turbulence.

Li Wuyue smelled the smell of the same clan. Not for mixed races, Chu Zihang felt more like his dear brothers and sisters at this time.

The mentally unstable opponent seems unable to release the spirit of words. But the frantic stream of fire around him has approached the concept of "king's domain", forcefully driving out other elements, greatly reducing the effect of time zero.

Facing such an opponent, the Dragon King's strategy couldn't be simpler. Pull the distance, attack from a distance, delay time.

The road to conferring gods has long been cut off, and this human being is just burning his own life.

Li Wuyue's body structure is more suitable for aerial combat. Chu Zihang, who tried his best to fan the dragon wings, couldn't catch up with him. Chu Zihang's remaining consciousness was quickly fading under the impact of the dragon's blood.

Chu Zihang chased Li Wuyue across the campus, causing a sonic boom behind him, leaving a red line of fire in the night sky, far brighter than a searchlight.

From time to time, Li Wuyue sent thunderous thunders that interfered with Chu Zihang's actions, and sometimes flew at ultra-low altitudes, impacting the students who were still resisting.

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"The vice-principal asked me to give this to you, Dragon Binder. They are setting up the Alchemy Array, although I don't understand it."

Lu Mingfei handed a large lump of metal chains to Fingel, thinking about how to use this thing. This Dragon King can fly faster than a fighter jet, and it can't tie this rope.

Luo Yin has a similar function in his hand, which was left after the death of the heroic spirit "Qing". It was a very successful imitation, much lighter in weight.

Fingal cut his arm and fed blood to the chains as if he didn't want money. My blood is mixed with extremely noble things. After drinking it, I have to work hard.

"Tie the noose for me. You've seen the kind that cowboys use for bison. Must be a slipknot."

"Lasso, Lasso Dragon King?"

Lu Mingfei was shocked. He couldn't even hit the fixed-point hoop on the stall, which was a supersonic moving target.

Fingal smiled mysteriously and slightly wretched. Following the incantation on the rope, he divided the Dragon Binder into three sections.

"Quick."

Fingal exerted force on his waist, shaking the looped noose, and his posture was a bit like a cowboy.

No wonder the vice-principal asked him to be used by Fingal. This weight, and this weird usage, are really unbearable for ordinary people.

"middle!"

Fingal threw the lasso with great professionalism. Go ahead, it's too far away! And it almost caught Chu Zihang!

"middle!"

A lot more off. However, the two no-accurate nooses changed direction independently and flew towards Li Wuyue in an unreasonable way.

"It can target the most powerful dragons, and the target of the Dragon King is as dazzling as the sun."

Lu Mingfei: "Then can't I do it too?"

"You can not."

Fingal didn't explain, and threw the last chain. Please, he only needs a half-second chance.

The three grey ropes were like three wild horses chasing the Dragon King, dragging Fingal around.

In the air, Li Wuyue continued to avoid the battle. There is no need to fight against an opponent who is about to die out on its own.

As time passed by, Chu Zihang's spirit became more and more unstable, but he didn't even touch a single scale of the Dragon King.

10 seconds... 15 seconds.

How does he feel, can continue. Is this state more durable?

Lord Yemengarde was so tired that he was about to vomit blood. The wind king is the worst! Why are you flying so fast!

Lord Shan Wang, who was not at all cowardly, was heartless, reluctant to let himself be trapped in a wolf, and took his head directly from the depths of Chu Zihang's spirit.

Li Wuyue looked back in astonishment, but the familiar aura had disappeared.

"Who are you? It is impossible for Yemengard to have such a strong power of fire."

The one who answered him was Murasame, who was burning red hot.

The excited Li Wuyue no longer avoided the battle and collided with Chu Zihang. He definitely sensed, yes, Yermengard.

Devour the Serpent of the Atrium, break the shackles set by the Black King, and become a flawless monarch. Until then, he is the real king, or even emperor!

The momentary excitement made Li Wuyue relax her vigilance. She didn't pay too much attention to the strange ropes flying around, and fought Chu Zihang with all her might.

From fist to flesh, dragon claws, bone spurs, bone wings, and dragon teeth are all used. It doesn't matter about defense, as long as the opponent is torn apart.

The conscious Li Wuyue's combat strategy is obviously more effective. After the broken right claw was restored, his suppressing force became stronger and stronger.

At the end of the road to conferring gods, after all, he is not a real king. That slight distance is a moat.

Li Wuyue's left claw was deeply inserted into Chu Zihang's flank~www.novelbuddy.com~ right arm blocked the red-hot Imperial Sword, and the high temperature would directly carbonize the wound. The two seem to embrace each other intimately, but they just want to take the life of their opponent.

It's now!

Fingal shook the rope to speed up, Li Wuyue couldn't avoid it, and the quilt caught the dragon wing on the right.

The alchemy field is difficult to take effect in the royal domain, weakening Li Wuyue's ability. The Dragon King wanted to break free from the rope, but felt a huge force.

The muscular Fingal has a majestic bronze color all over his body. The dragon scales broke open the skin and covered the whole body.

The three chains were combined into one, and the surface of the gray dragon bounder shone with dense blue dragon inscriptions, strange and powerful.

One end of the chain is the wind king, and the other end is the full power of Fingal. He wrapped the chains around his shoulders, around his waist, around his wrists.

The posture of his exertion was as if he was moving a mountain.

"Flying a kite!"