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

Chapter 332 Actual Combat
Ju Yiwen Zongzong is very light in hand, giving people the illusion that the blade is hollow, but no one will think it is a craft knife. Facts have proved that even if it is not a legendary famous knife in history, it must be a qualified one. alchemy weapon.

For some reason, Lin Nian kept this auction item from the trading party, and the method of verifying whether it was an alchemy item was also very simple and rude. He found a few black steel daggers from the executive department and chopped them down one by one with all his strength, and they were broken. Ju Yiwen Zezong survived to the end after scrapping several black steel daggers, and only then did he have the right to continue to use it.

Someone from the logistics department came to ask for the lost alchemy item, but was prevaricated by Lin Nian who suspected it was a follow-up clue to the mission, and the matter was reported to Schneider, but there was no sign of further investigation, but it was logical was left behind.

Chu Zihang, who was holding Ju Yiwen Zezong, moved his elbow and wrist, as if he was getting used to the lightness of the ancient knife. The big boy Pai took another look at Lin Nian, who was leaning against the plane tree, with the words 'I am number one in the world' written on every line on his face, and felt that the other party must be joking.

Even if he was a freshman, Lancelot was one of the best. The candidate who was spotted by the president of the Lionheart Club was dubbed "the future enemy of the student union" and "Kai" in less than a few days. If Kassel College has a comprehensive level test other than the 3E exam, then he is confident that [-]% of the freshmen will be able to stand at the top.

After all, such things as good and bad talents do exist. Although the words of princes and generals are kind, it is very hot, and the class struggle that has brought this world for a hundred years has the effect of awakening consciousness. But in the culture of the dragon world, The princes, generals and ministers are really kind. The Chen Sheng and Wu Guang who yelled this sentence were all mixed-race elites of the early dragon-slaying secret party.

Pedigree is like Bugatti Veyron and Koenigsegg. If you have it at birth, if you don't have it, you will probably never have it in your life.

"Are you from the Lionheart Society?" Lin Nian looked at the frowning Lancelot and asked aloud, "If my guess is correct, the one over the church should be the Student Union, right?"

"Yes." Lancelot immediately turned his head and glanced at Lin Nian. He was too concerned about this boy who was probably a so-called 'S' mixed-race boy, and he was simply too impressed by the other party's performance just now.

"Actually, I didn't plan to trouble you Lionheart this time, but you got in the way." Lin Nian said, "Who proposed this free day gunfight?"

That's arrogant, but it does have the capital to be arrogant, he thought, and then replied: "Caesar Gattuso, the president of the student union."

"I thought you Lionhearts would not participate in this kind of boring game."

"The chairman of the student union raised some bets." Lancelot bowed his head slightly.

"Bet? It looks like a big game, and your president has also played it."

"Yes."

"What is the specific bet?"

Lancelot didn't answer immediately, but just looked at Lin Nian silently, the meaning expressed in his pupils was very simple, if you want to know more information, why don't you force him to tell it yourself?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Nian didn't bother to ask any more. He moved his eyes to other places and stopped looking at Lancelot. He had long been used to the situation where these militants in the academy always wanted to find an excuse to fight him.

Entering Kassel College with 'S' is like walking into a cat cafe with catnip, and being surrounded by licks, licks and bites as soon as you enter the door. Who can bear it after a long time?

"I'm going to go." Chu Zihang looked at the absent-minded Lancelot and reminded him.

"This is a free day, normally no one will be hurt, but you know that what you are holding is dangerous?" Lancelot glanced at Chu Zihang, who had stopped waving the chrysanthemum. Ze Zong put on a straight-eyed posture, and it seemed that he had finally warmed up.

Chu Zihang didn't answer him, but fixed his eyes on Lancelot's moon.

Lancelot also felt that he couldn't avoid this battle, and quietly reached out and grabbed the handmade Damascus dagger inserted diagonally into his leg.

He looked down on Chu Zihang a little, because from Lin Nian, even if he was standing on the side playing with his fingernails, he could feel the ubiquitous pressure and the breathless breath of a powerful enemy (catnip), like It was as if some kind of deterrence had been received in the depths of his bloodline, and he couldn't hold back the creepy shuddering feeling all over his body, but he didn't feel anything from Chu Zihang.

Compared with spear skills, close combat is Lancelot's real strength. Although it may not be as strong as a pervert who can shoot bullets with a scabbard, it is not something a cat or dog who walks out casually can challenge.

"Then I'll do it." Seeing Lancelot draw his sword, Chu Zihang nodded and said, he turned the blade and gently inserted it into the sycamore leaves on the ground. Now that the rotary knife swung up a bunch of sycamore leaves and rushed towards his face, all of a sudden the eyes were covered with gold like a torrential rain!

Murderous intent poured over Lancelot in an instant, he jumped back suddenly with his left hand and smashed the blinding Ye Qun who was rushing towards him, but he didn't see Chu Zihang's person, and swung the Damascus dagger like a conditioned reflex in his heart Cut to the right - he picked a direction at random, because it was too late to observe the opponent's position with the naked eye at this time.

Fortunately, Lancelot made the right bet. The ancient alchemy knife and the Damascus short knife shook together, and the huge force was like two huge waves colliding with each other on the sea surface, bursting into dragon roars amidst the roar and splashes of water. In the frenzy, Lancelot and Chu Zihang, who used the cover of fallen leaves to go around to the right, were both shaken by the strength of the opponent, and their feet dragged two tracks in the fallen leaves on the ground.

The knife wind from the mutual impact blows away the sycamore leaves in a circle. A drop of sweat drips from the forehead of Lancelot as the sycamore trees are flying. Looking at the boy in front of him with an unwavering expression, the original contempt disappeared in an instant, and only fear And quietly serious.

But this seriousness didn't last long, as the battle was over in a flash.

The bend of Lancelot's right foot suddenly seemed to be hit by an iron rod. The whole person fell to his knees on the ground. Before he could get up, the knee in front of him was enlarged rapidly. Behind Lancelot's right leg, he almost jumped up violently and hit Lancelot's face with a fierce knee.

Amid the sound of the bridge of the nose breaking, Lancelot was knocked into the air, blood splashed in the air, fell to the ground and rolled half a meter away, his nose was sore and he couldn't hold back his tears, and he couldn't hold back his tears when he was confused. Wang Wang held the dagger with his right hand and pressed the ground to get up, but was trampled hard on the wrist.

Chu Zihang rushed forward and knelt down the French boy on the ground, and punched him heavily in the abdomen. When he suddenly opened his mouth to take a breath, he swung his crutch on his right jaw again.Ju Yiwen Zezong inserted his backhand into the soil, clenched his right fist, followed by a third fist on the left jaw with a click, and two teeth flew out and fell to the ground.

Feeling unsafe, he continued to grab Lancelot's soft hair with one hand, pressed the opponent's head to the ground, covered his eyes with his palms, and prepared to make up for the fourth punch. He was caught by Lin Nian who was standing beside him at some point.

Chu Zihang looked back subconsciously, Lin Nian glanced at him, then pouted at Lancelot on the ground, "Passed out."

Chu Zihang looked down, only to realize that Lancelot had stopped moving when he didn't know how many punches, so he got up from him, and he didn't forget to kick the damascus away. .

"I practiced with me in the Children's Palace for a month, and it's the first time I've fought against other people. How does it feel?" Lin Nian picked up Ju Yiwen Zezong and asked.

"Is this a member of the Lionheart Society?" Chu Zihang asked while looking down at Lancelot who was walking peacefully in the leaves of the sycamore tree.

"The face is very raw, it should be a freshman, but it shouldn't be too bad to be able to join the Lionheart Club."

"But not as good as the Children's Palace." Chu Zihang said truthfully.

"Well, it's a bit close, but he's still young." After squatting down, Lin Nian stretched out his hand, and gently parted Lancelot's lips with his thumb, revealing the two broken teeth that ruined the beauty. He stared at it for a while Suddenly he said, "Brother, can you do me a favor later?"

"What are you busy with?"

"Aren't you going to join the Lionheart Club? You just need a nomination certificate." Lin Nian looked up at Chu Zihang, and pointed to the unconscious Lancelot on the ground: "I'll take you to the church in a while, and then I'll follow you He is the same, help me to blow away the two teeth of the student council president, try to make them symmetrical, and let him eat corn to leave two gaps."

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Okay, no problem."

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