Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 73 Try and Die
"headmaster!"

Manstein walked into the principal's office angrily, his head glistening slightly from sweat, and he looked even more bald.

"Dear Professor Manstein, what made you so angry? Could it be that Cesar Gattuso demolished the teaching building again?"

Angers drank tea and spoke slowly.

"It's that S-rank Lu Mingfei! You should be very clear that you approved the holding of that fighting exchange competition."

Manstein was very dissatisfied with his stupid behavior.

"Young people, being active is a good thing. After all, Kassel is a semi-military school, and proper competition is conducive to the growth of students."

Angers defended himself.

"It's a pity that your young people can't be lively anymore."

Manstein sneered.

"What's the matter? Is the young man getting angry?"

Anger's tone became a little more serious.

"No, they were all beaten to the ground by your S-class. Hundreds of students are all lying in the infirmary now. Those who can't fit in the infirmary can only go back to the dormitory to lie down. Many teachers complained to me that the attendance rate of the course It hit a record low!"

Manstein's mouth almost came to his face.

Angers had to step back a little to avoid getting saliva on his face.

"Mingfei shouldn't be so disrespectful in his actions, right?"

He said a little embarrassingly.

"Of course he didn't miss. It was much worse than that. According to the students, Lu Mingfei squeezed every contestant to the limit. Even after the contestant was knocked down, he still used the excuse that you still have room to work hard. Pull him up and beat him. This behavior is outrageous!"

Manstein complained.

Listening to his description, Ange restored the scene at that time in his mind, and somehow felt a little funny.

"Principal! You must severely punish Lu Mingfei for his actions this time. Kassel College is not his playground, and the students are not his toys."

Manstein said seriously.

"Don't worry, I'll call him over and have a talk."

While comforting him, Anger called Lu Mingfei.

"Mingfei, what are you doing?"

He said hello.

"Training."

Because of the "cage of pain", Lu Mingfei's voice was distorted.

"Diligence is certainly an excellent character, but proper relaxation is also necessary."

Angers persuaded.

Although he wholeheartedly wanted to make Lu Mingfei a sharp blade for slaying dragons, he couldn't make a good knife just by hammering.

"I'll remember. What's the matter?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Out of politeness, he didn't refute the young man's concern for him.

Although compared to the endless wars in the galaxy, he is now relaxing all the time.

"Professor Manstein has some doubts about your behavior in the fighting exchange competition, and I hope you can come to explain his doubts."

Angers weighed his words.

"10 minutes."

Lu Mingfei hung up the phone.

He looked at Caesar in front of him, whose blond hair was already soaked in sweat, sticking to his scalp shapelessly.

But Caesar didn't care about it. Sweat is the best decoration for a man.

This was his No.17 challenge to Lu Mingfei within a week, and the record was naturally a total defeat.

The man in front of him was like a rock, he looked inflexible, and his body was full of flaws, but the only thing that would break into pieces would be the waves.

Caesar was not unacceptable to defeat, but never to be defeated.

He must constantly draw strength from this powerful opponent to become the real king.

"10 minutes, you can do it again."

Even though his whole body was sore and unbearable, Caesar's back was still straight.

"You've reached your limit, Caesar."

Lu Mingfei shook his head, reached out and touched his chest.

The exquisite force broke Caesar's body balance, he involuntarily took a few steps back, and then sat on the carpet.

Beside him, Joseph was resting with his eyes closed.

Hearing movement, he opened his eyes.

"You are one less than me."

The grizzly bear from Siberia said lightly.

"But you lasted a shorter time than I did."

Caesar retorted.

Joseph's swordsmanship is a standard pig's sudden rush, and he wins as fast as he loses.

In the spacious hall of Norton Hall, members of the Student Council and the Lionheart Club were lying on the floor.

Hearing their bickering, everyone cast admiring glances.

The president is the president, and they still have the strength to ridicule each other after they are all like this.

Several people in white coats shuttled back and forth in the hall, grabbing a practitioner from time to time and pressing and pinching.

This is a massage therapist I found through the relationship of Professor Guderian. They are all Chinese immigrants who lived in the United States in the late Qing Dynasty.

Tuina family, and all of them are of mixed race, although the blood rating is very low.

Of course, the fees are also quite high.

However, Lu Mingfei still spent the money generously.

Regular massage can effectively promote the recovery of the body and relieve muscle fatigue. He still loves the training equipment very much.

After all, I don't know how long they can last, so use up before they collapse.

Ten minutes later, Lu Mingfei rang the bell in the principal's office.

"Please come in."

He waited until Angers called before pushing the door open.

In all fairness, Angers treated him well, so he would respect the young man's authority when it was not necessary.

"Principal, Professor Manstein."

Lu Mingfei nodded towards the two of them.

"Uh, Mingfei, what kind of attire are you wearing?"

Angers froze.

On such a hot day, won't you suffer from heat stroke if you dress like this?
"This is a torture tool. It looks like it was remodeled by the Equipment Department."

Lu Mingfei can't remember how many times he explained this question.

Next time, those equipment guys must be strictly forbidden to play freely on the appearance.

"The instrument of torture? Have you committed any fault?"

Ange asked with concern.

Caring for the mental health of students is also an important part of the principal's work.

"This is both a torture tool and an auxiliary training equipment."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"What is its effect?"

Angers asked.

"Limit strength and create pain."

He replied.

"Can I try it?"

Angers became curious.

"If you insist."

Lu Mingfei took off the "Cage of Pain", and then helped Anger put it on.

The moment the function started to work, a painful expression flashed across Angers face.

"This effect is really cruel."

He tried to move a couple of times, and the increased pain caused beads of sweat the size of soybeans to appear on Ange's forehead.

The golden light soared, and Ange subconsciously opened the golden pupil.

But he didn't stop, but insisted on walking a full circle in the office.

When Lu Mingfei helped him take off the leather case, Anger's whole body was as if he had just finished a sauna.

"You're wearing this to compete with them?"

Ange asked out of breath.

"Yes."

He nodded.

"Professor Manstein, I want you to take back your previous evaluation. Lu Mingfei never treated the students as toys. He competed with them with the greatest sincerity."

Angers said to Manstein.

Manstein did not answer immediately, but said to Lu Mingfei.

"Let me try it too."

Lu Ming had no choice but to put him in a "cage of pain".

A minute later, Manstein slumped on a chair, his eyes turned white.

"I think Professor Manstein has your answer."

Angro said with a hint of teasing.

(End of this chapter)