Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 316 Avengers (V)
Six swords of the Seven Deadly Sins were lined up in a row. The Flame Dragon Slayer stood with his hands behind his back, looking disdainful. He looked among the swords like an emperor selecting a concubine, shaking his head and praising them frequently.
"You have such a high bloodline? Can you use so many swords at once?" Chu Zihang asked. He was unable to participate in the battle of BJ Metro Nibelungen, and of course had never seen how Lu Mingfei controlled the Seven Deadly Sins. The method used by the Flame Dragon Slayer to summon the Seven Deadly Sins was almost the same as Lu Mingfei's. He could control the Seven Deadly Sins with just words or actions. Even Principal Angers had never done such a thing.
"They're not all activated. Besides, the principal has pulled out all the swords. Even if you call a child over, if he can carry it, he can use the seven deadly sins. The unactivated seven deadly sins are just ordinary swords." The Flame Dragon Slayer shrugged. "As for controlling it like this, it's actually not that difficult. Anyone who is familiar with alchemical swords can do it. You're a rich second-generation, and your family runs a real estate business. Unlike me, our place is full of sweatshop workers who make steel and smash iron, the kind that will be exploited by your family. But practice makes perfect. We can tell how to use a knife even by smell."
He lied to Chu Zihang. Lu Mingfei relied on her bloodline, while he relied on his Word Spirit. This Word Spirit was not a power with a specific name, but was similar to the powers between the Dragon Kings. For example, the powers of the Bronze and Fire Kings were static high temperature and alchemy, and the powers of the Earth and Mountain Kings were eyes that could find substances. What he was good at was his sensitivity to metal substances, just like his Word Spirit Bronze Throne, which strengthened his body to be like metal, and his skin produced a mottled green color like bronze.
Finkel von Frings, his information has become a secret in the academy system, and only Angers knows it. This is because the family behind Finkel, that family did make its fortune by smelting steel.
During World War II, this family was in the famous Ruhr industrial area, providing a steady supply of metals for the evil war of the German moustache, and they also participated in the design of nuclear bombs. After Germany was defeated and divided into two, as a famous industrial base, this family still retained most of its own property and rose rapidly again under the operation of foreign capital.
This is how Fingel's family appears in human society, but in the secret party's society, this family has a resounding name: Swordsmith!
Finkel did not lie to Chu Zihang about this. His family was indeed engaged in steelmaking and iron smashing. Since ancient times, they were responsible for providing special dragon-slaying weapons for the Secret Party, just like the status of the King of Bronze and Fire among the four monarchs. There was a reason why the headquarters of the first generation of the Secret Party was located in Germany. The most important thing was that Meneck Cassel's full name was Meneck von Cassel. He was Finkel's ancestor and the most outstanding dragon slayer in the Secret Party of that generation. He was glorious and prominent.
The folding knife in Ange's hand, inherited from Menech, was actually made by this family. Fingel was also the only student who had failed a grade for ten consecutive years since the establishment of Kassel School. Only with such a large family and the personal relationship between Ange, could the academy acquiesce to the existence of such a student.
But this family is too low-key. They even asked the college to erase Finkel's admission information. Now even the school directors find it difficult to find out Finkel's true identity. They only know that he is a special repeater.
"You are so familiar with alchemical swords, can you know the origin of Murasame? Fen...the Flame Dragon Slayer." Chu Zihang asked.
Chu Tianjiao's life is a mystery. There is no record of his mission in the executive department of Kassel College, which shows that his level and mission are very high, so high that ordinary people have no permission to read them. But such a person is actually a driver in a second-tier city. With his ability, wealth and fame are at his fingertips , and his mother will not divorce him.
Chu Zihang could only think that his father had his own difficulties, just like he did not reveal his true self until the last moment of his life. He always wanted to figure out his father's life, but his father lived such a hard life that he left nothing behind. The only thing he had was this Japanese sword named Murasame.
"The premise is that we can both survive and I'll help you investigate...Is it not too much to charge you one million?" Finkel said.
"Five million is not too much." Chu Zihang held two swords in his hands and swung them into a circle.
There should have been a knife on each of the left and right door handles of the Maybach. On the night he met Odin, Chu Tianjiao only took one of them, saying it was Murasame, and the other door handle was empty. Chu Zihang couldn't guess why he brought one less knife, but this incident showed that Chu Tianjiao was actually a double-sword swordsman, just like the memories that were gradually awakened in Chu Zihang's mind now, his father always had two swords in his hands, one Muramasa and one Murasame.
Li Yuanhao's body was almost perfect. After covering up those wounds, she was the kind of Jiangnan woman that most people had in mind. She tied her long hair into a bun with a bone spur and manipulated the chain gun with her fingers out of thin air. Under the guidance of her strong wind, this weapon could perform any incredible offensive movements, like a python in the jungle.
The second blood burst, white mist ignited on Chu Zihang's body, he rushed close to the ground like a tiger and leopard, Augustus cut the road and sparked sparks along the way, Murasame protected his vital parts and took the oncoming chains. Every time he took a hit, the chain gun retreated a little and attacked from a different direction in an instant, without much rest. During this period, Li Yuanhao still used long-range air explosions, punching Chu Zihang through the void.
Chu Zihang accurately captured Li Yuanhao's movements. Although this invisible air-blast bomb was very threatening, it would not change direction like a chain gun. As long as he could grasp the angle of her attack, he could use Murasame to take it. Waves and water waves rose from Murasame's sword, constantly blocking the violent attacks from the void. The water splashes spun like lotus flowers in the blooming storm. Chu Zihang took every attack very beautifully. Although his steps would be delayed for a moment by this thing, the distance between the two sides was actually shortening.
The distance was almost a close combat distance, but Li Yuanhao approached first. The surrounding air was compressed instantly, creating a nearly vacuum environment. Chu Zihang held his breath. His keen combat awareness told him that there were at least hundreds of swords pointing at him! Those were all explosive bombs that could be fired after compressing the air. Li Yuanhao could release them at a long distance, and of course he could also use them in close combat.
There was a clattering sound behind him, and a chain gun followed Chu Zihang, with the tip of the gun aimed at his back. The other side was held in Li Yuanhao's hand, and the originally soft buckles were straightened into swords one by one, pointing at Chu Zihang's throat.
This was an all-round attack with no blind spots. Li Yuanhao's eyes were filled with the chill of the forest. Many ignorant dragon slayers thought that they would not be affected by the storm if they approached her, but Li Yuanhao would use this invisible attack at any distance. She really wanted to know how the human in front of her would resist. Until now, Chu Zihang had no intention of dodging. She had seen too many people like this, always thinking that they could defeat the Dragon King by risking their lives.
Thousands of sharp blades intertwined like a net and shot towards Chu Zihang. Silent explosions broke out around Chu Zihang. Since the air was sucked away, Jun Yan's explosion was silent. The airflow burst out in a fan shape, creating billowing black smoke and interfering with the trajectory of these air bombs. They failed to hit Chu Zihang's vital points, but instead grazed his body or cut open the edge of his skin. Some even shot towards Li Yuanhao himself.
Murasame, with mist and flames, cut towards Li Yuanhao's neck. This time, just like what happened to Fingel, he was blocked by the invisible air wall at a finger's distance. Chu Zihang used the force to spin around, and Augustus, who had been dragging his sword, seized the opportunity and slashed towards Li Yuanhao's side. There were faint sparks between the two swords, and Junyan burst out on the tip of the sword. It was just like a firecracker played by a child, but it broke through Li Yuanhao's defense and made her step back to the other side!
Chu Zihang was not wrong in his guess. The hardness of the air wall was not that high. It was just that the blade was too thin and manpower was limited. It was impossible to cut through the defense by cutting in one point alone. However, the explosive impact force of Jun Yan could interfere with the formation of the wind element and further break it!
Li Yuanhao only took a step back, and then pressed forward again, his golden pupils glaring, and with a slight tug of his hands, the chain gun split into two, each of which was wider than Chu Zihang's sword. With two swords in hand at the same time, they drew messy sword lights. In a flash, they had fought more than a dozen swords, and each sword was a collision of elemental forces. The violent wind swirled, and Chu Zihang could hardly open his eyes, but Jun Yan cooperated with the blade explosion every time, and every sword was a raging fire, which could also affect the direction of Li Yuanhao's next move. The fire would burn the air and interfere with Li Yuanhao's control of the wind.
His arms were numb from the shock, and Chu Zihang was actually at a disadvantage. He began to retreat step by step. The size of his weapon became a disadvantage. Li Yuanhao's sword was incredibly heavy, and the Dragon King's own strength also wiped out the improvement of the second blood burst. Chu Zihang had to consider the third blood burst, but he was still hesitant. If it was in the past, he wouldn't think too much about this situation, but heroes really can't resist the temptation of beautiful women. When you have concerns, when you want to fight hard, you have to think about whether there will be people who are sad if you die.
So he adjusted his breathing, veins popped up on his wrist holding the knife, the knife skills that man had learned among the deadpools that night seemed to be possessed by his soul, integrated. Chu Zihang roared, and his two knives broke through the fierce cross slash, cutting a gap in Li Yuanhao's heavy sword. Augustus was also quietly awakened by the high dragon blood fighting spirit at this moment, and golden blade light and flames rose on the two alchemical knives at the same time. The two knives crossed and cut out a golden arc, one knife after another, forcing Li Yuanhao to stop her offensive, and every knife could make her retreat and defend, leaving no room for breathing.
This sword technique really has no aesthetic appeal, just like a strong man as strong as an ox holding two swords, with no rules and relying on strength to make it difficult for people to resist. But it is definitely the most suitable sword technique for this kind of battle, heroic and unparalleled, swallowing up mountains and rivers, the sparks it strikes are like the scorching sun in the sky , and the clanging sound can ignite your fighting spirit, it sounds like the enemy's blade is wailing and will soon fall apart, so the more you fight, the braver you become, and the next sword will always carry more domineering power than the previous one, until the enemy is chopped to pieces.
Li Yuanhao roared in anger at being suppressed by humans. She threw away her straight sword, and her blue wings broke out from under her shoulder blades like an eagle. Her dragon scales and bones grew wildly during this breath-holding period, bringing her infinite power. She faced Chu Zihang's blade and moved forward, allowing Chu Zihang to slash her sternum several times in a row. Her knuckles twisted into claws hugged Chu Zihang, like a frost giant trying to crush a dwarf.
Chu Zihang didn't expect that Li Yuanhao could transform into a dragon in an instant. The huge force squeezed his five orifices and caused bleeding. He heard the sound of his bones gradually breaking. The bones of a hybrid can never be as strong as those of a real pure-blooded dragon.
Li Yuanhao suddenly turned around and threw Chu Zihang behind her, because she sensed the danger coming from there. The Flame Dragon Slayer's Dark Demon Blade had already chopped her wings. After witnessing how Chu Zihang broke through the air wall defense, Finger also used the same method, with black flames burning the air, crackling. But his black flames did not have as strong impact as Junyan, and the speed of breaking through the defense would be slower than Chu Zihang, but as long as he could cut it, there was a chance of winning.
Chu Zihang's head hit Finkel first. Behind the bronze throne, Finkel was as hard as the explosion-proof door of a safe. Coupled with Li Yuanhao's strength, Chu Zihang felt like an innocent piece of tofu, and someone really tried to kill someone with his tofu. He felt dizzy and bleeding.
The dragon king's wings vibrated, forcing Finger to retreat, and Li Yuanhao attacked with his wings. Her huge wings were supported by countless bones, and the strength and sharpness of each bone were comparable to the knife she had used before. Coupled with the length of the wingspan itself, this attack was like a giant hand covering the sky and the sun, instantly wiping out the sky above the two people's heads, and the wings crossed and drew radial scratches. Finger grabbed Chu Zihang's collar and ran and jumped wildly, but he couldn't escape the control of the wings and was finally trapped inside.
The golden flame of the monarch was faintly visible from the gap between the wings, with ink-like black flames in the middle. They spiraled and intersected, rising into the sky in the darkness that covered the sky, and blew the bone wings into pieces in one go. The high-temperature explosion and the burning of death mixed together, causing unbearable pain when it touched Li Yuanhao's bones, as if it was poisonous. The black and gold flames were like maggots on the tarsus, burning her dragon scales alive and reaching the muscles inside, making a hissing sound.
