If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

"Let's try the next Caesar." The principal interrupted Fingel's sad scene of making fun of the silent Chu Zihang.

Caesar came up after hearing the words, looked at the principal and waited for instructions.

With the previous experience, the principal also learned a lesson, "Pull it from the beginning."

Caesar tilted his head, and gently rolled up his sleeves to reveal his biceps, which were better trained than Finger. Finger, who was behind, rolled up his sleeves ashamedly when he saw it.

Raising his hand to hold 'Lust', Caesar suddenly felt a strange breath lingering from his fingertips, as if some kind of red silk was gently rubbing against his fingers and arms, and gradually wrapped his body. whole body.

This made him a little surprised, thinking that he, like Finger and Caesar, would have a good compatibility with 'Lust'?This "lust" is really "lust". Anyone who gets on the whole bus can step on the accelerator and brake a few times for fun.

Caesar raised his strength, and for a moment he felt that he had successfully pulled out the rib, but unexpectedly, Lust pulled out a short distance after receiving the force, and the blade in the sword groove was like It was like being stuck by a mechanism, and after pulling out a small part, it stopped moving. No matter how hard Caesar tried to pull it out from another angle, he couldn't pull him out completely. The ribs were only shaking in the sword box.

"It's hooked." Caesar let go of his hand helplessly, and pushed 'Lust' back into the sword case.

"It seems that there is indeed a relationship, but it's a little bit worse." The vice principal commented, at least it didn't stand still, it meant that the vitality of 'lust' itself was actually quite entangled in whether to bite the hook.

"This is really a hell." Fingel couldn't hold back and whispered.

"Do you have any wrong prejudice against me?" Caesar couldn't help but said after glancing at Fingel.

"He has a big prejudice against you." Lu Mingfei patted Fingel on the shoulder, "He hates the rich. After all, he is a class enemy."

Caesar didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything. His fighting skills were all practiced when he was ridiculed with Chu Zihang. Finger and Lu Mingfei were still in contact with him for the time being. He was the only one who was choked to the point of being speechless when he was talking nonsense to them.

"Second one, 'Glutton', I think you are very promising. The meals at the student union gatherings are always very good. I heard that there are plenty of Boston lobsters and red crabs in every meal." The vice-principal encouraged.

Caesar did the same, with his horse stepping steadily, his palm stretched out to hold the handle of the Atcan long knife, and his wrist was turning, his five fingers clapped together, exerting strength!
'Taotie' sat firmly on Mount Tai, without shaking even once.

"It seems that the student union has to change the menu occasionally." Caesar didn't seem disappointed, and even joked about himself.

The third 'greed' also rejected Caesar, as did the fourth 'laziness'. Several alchemy swords that seemed to be in line with Caesar's 'virtue' all said 'No' to this nobleman, which made him Caesar's expression became more serious as he walked back, and Fingel noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere and shut his mouth without saying anything nonsense.

When he reached the fifth 'Pride', Caesar put his hand on the flat and round sword hilt of Han Bafang. He was actually a little uneasy deep in his heart. Just like Ange said, if this is an exam , he didn't want to get a zero score, because Chu Zihang got a pass anyway, and he didn't want to admit that he was weaker than Chu Zihang, no matter in which aspect.

Perhaps this can also be regarded as their own 'arrogance'?He couldn't help thinking this way. Many people think that the chairman of the student union is arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't think he is like those people said, but if a thousand people evaluate a person like this, then this person is more or less It is really necessary to think about whether there are some problems in oneself.

Caesar thought a lot, even though he restrained himself, he was still a little impetuous. His fingers stuck to the hilt of the Eight-faced Han Sword, and at this moment he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.His face moved slightly, and the sound of the wind flowing around him was unprecedentedly clear, making him feel as if he was standing on a hill with flowing jade and splashing green, and the wind from all directions gathered here like an elf, and the soft and loving voice behind him Let him close his eyes, catch those wind elves, and sniff the wind's track carefully.

Perhaps he was 'arrogant', because at this moment Caesar remembered the reason for his rebellion and arrogance, and also remembered that the hand on his shoulder had been away from him for a long time.

Caesar pulled out the 'arrogance', and Han Bafang unsheathed with a light wind sound, neither cutting ears nor stabbing people, the blade of the Han sword in the shape of 'dragon color' lost its shadow in a trance under the light and shadow, The lines on the blade refract light from different angles, making people who look at it dizzy.

"It's reasonable." Angers applauded lightly.

Looking at the 'arrogance' in his hand, Caesar glanced back, but didn't see what he wanted to see, so he silently inserted the dangerous sword back before the bloodthirsty desire of the living spirit in the Han sword was aroused Dragon Yin sword box.

"Unfortunately, I prefer 'Gluttony' or 'Furious Wrath' to the Han Sword." Caesar retreated to the group of people and said with some regret.

'Glutton' and 'Furious' are Damascus knife and horse-cutting knife respectively, which are closer to Caesar's hunting knife named 'Dick Tudor' in terms of method and shape. Handy weapon.

"If you want, you can also try to see if you can pull out the fury. After all, there has never been a rule that a person can only pull out one." Anger suggested.

"No, I think it's enough to pull out 'arrogance'." Caesar shook his head and refused.

There was a voice in his heart telling him that perhaps the only thing he could draw out of the seven weapons was 'arrogance', which was an unreasonable intuition, and he was willing to trust this intuition instead of going for the saber Donate once before.

"Lu Mingfei, it's your turn." Anger looked at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei shook his shoulders slightly, calmed himself down, and walked under the halo of the chandelier as if he was going to the execution ground.

"Don't be too stressed." Ange reassured him, "This should be easy for you!"

"Okay." And this means that I have taken up all seven "virtues", right?

Lu Mingfei wanted to spit some saliva into the palm of his hand, but felt it was unhygienic, so he could only rub his hands vigorously to warm his palm, and took a deep breath to embolden him.

"It's still the same, starting with 'lust'." The vice principal said.

Lu Mingfei nodded, stretched out his hand and tentatively put it on the ribs, and then he froze.

His reaction shocked everyone slightly, because judging from the experience of drawing swords from the previous three people, it seems that when encountering a compatible sword, there will be a feeling of being hit by static electricity the moment the handle is held (At least from the perspective of onlookers), and then drawing the knife is a matter of course.

But in fact, Lu Mingfei doesn't feel anything special at all now, just a little drumming in his heart. He paused because he knew that he had probably been rejected by "lust", otherwise he should have the first savior in "Harry Potter" anyway. When he held the holly wood and phoenix feather magic wand once, Fu Ling felt it, but he didn't feel it now, he just felt that the poor handle of the knife felt good, and it should be easy to use for seppuku
Lu Mingfei pulled out forcefully, unexpectedly, "Lust" really made him pull out such a big part!But just like Caesar, the remaining blade was firmly sucked into the sword groove, and the huge magnetic force locked the rib in it, and it was impossible to pull it out completely!

"Not enough color." The vice principal shook his head and commented.

Lu Mingfei let go of his hand, and the ribs were automatically sucked back and inserted firmly. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the vice principal's evaluation, what is not good enough! Can you also comment on the hormones of 18 and 9-year-olds?Do you have the qualifications!Do you still have morning wood every morning!Dare to comment on the stick guys are not good enough.

Well he seems to get competitive in odd places.

Lu Mingfei felt that his lustful heart had been insulted. Before the vice-principal could say anything, he raised his hand and pressed it on the 'Taotie', but he still didn't feel the special feeling of blessing. This made him even more puzzled. A family bucket is not enough 'gluttony' ah?Is it really necessary to learn how to eat human flesh like Hannibal to be recognized?

He pulled out the knife vigorously, and the 'taotie' was pulled out, but just like the 'lust', the edge of this Damascus knife got stuck in the sword box, and Lu Mingfei shook it for two times in disbelief. The next thing is to not be able to draw out the remaining small part.

"Is this thing going to break?" Lu Mingfei let go of Taotie wonderingly, and the sword hurriedly rolled back into the sword slot and sucked it firmly.

"Orthodox craftsmanship is still trustworthy. After all, this is the work of 'Tianji Pavilion'. Even the guys from the equipment department went to Zhengyi and they were full of praise for the techniques there. He rebelled against the party, changed his nationality, and joined the orthodox school to learn the skill of pulling bellows and forging iron. Unfortunately, he didn't want it, and felt that the white-skinned ghost was not worthy of inheriting the skills of his ancestors." The vice-principal shrugged.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, and said to himself that you are also one of the categories of racial discrimination words in your mouth. Well, he actually knows that the vice principal is using bad words to express the originally euphemistic meaning of the orthodox side.After all, in my hometown, some of the skills handed down from the ancestors are about to be lost. The old people also firmly believe in the saying that it is passed on to men and not to women, and it is not a bad rule to prefer to lose it, let alone pass it into the hands of outsiders. .

"Then 'greed'," said the vice-principal.

"Junior brother, I think you are quite greedy. Every time you eat chicken legs, you clearly agree to four chicken legs for each person. If you eat five chicken drumsticks, you must say that you will eat three chicken drumsticks. You still have one under the table and hold it in your hand." Fingel is appropriate. Add some buffs to Lu Mingfei at the right time, and I don't know whether this is for Lu Mingfei or for the "greedy" in front of Lu Mingfei.

"Finger, shut up!" Lu Mingfei held the hilt of Kramer's long sword, and the whole person suddenly fell into silence.