Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 116 Bronze Throne

Sparks flew from the blade and Dick was defeated again and again.

Caesar had never seen such a crazy Chu Zihang. In the past, he thought that he could only fight Chu Zihang 46-37 at most. Now it seems that - is about right.

The 'commands' suppressed not only Chu Zihang's spiritual power, but also the evil dragon in his body.

"Are you crazy, Chu Zihang?" Caesar moved closer again, and when the blades met, he asked.

"I have already told you the reason you asked." Chu Zihang said.

We will show you bloodbath on the spot. Whether you can understand it or not depends on you.

As the leader of the freshman fraternity, Lu Mingfei could not participate in a battle of this level.

He stood in the distance and fought with other members.

Amid the hail of bullets, the battlefield between Chu Zihang and Caesar became a pure land.

No one bothered the two enemies.

"In the last moment, your speed and strength increased significantly," Caesar said.

"Ah."

"What kind of method is this?"

"I use methods to make people fall into the abyss. That's why I was targeted by the school board." Chu Zihang said, "You don't need this kind of trick, Caesar."

Caesar was furious and felt he had suffered the greatest insult of his life.

You are pushing me back again and again, but you say I don't need such tricks.

But Caesar felt that Chu Zihang was not sure to reveal it and could only express it in this vague way, which meant that he had a certain intention.

As Chu Zihang said, he was targeted by the school board because of this method.

"It's annoying the way you talk, as if you are my elder." Caesar roared.

"Not really, it's just advice to you." Chu Zihang understood Caesar.

Just as Caesar knew Chu Zihang.

Sometimes, there is mutual respect between old enemies.

"Maybe next month, you should change your opponent." Chu Zihang kept swinging his knife.

A crack appeared on Caesar's knuckles. "Change your opponent? I'm afraid there is no such person in this academy."

"Lu Mingfei might be able to do it."

"Him? Hiding in the crowd, under the protection of Qilan and Zero. You want to give him the victory this year, right?"

"Well, a coward like him needs victory more than you and I."

Chu Zihang has never lacked victories, and so has Caesar.

But for Lu Mingfei, victory is extremely precious.

"Why do you act like you're about to die?" Caesar said in a deep voice.

"We have to make this plan." Chu Zihang said calmly, "I don't think the investigation team will let me go."

"Don't you know? Everyone in the academy is busy with your matter."

"know."

"Then don't act like that to me!" Caesar tried his best and actually forced Chu Zihang back, but his trembling right hand showed that he had reached his limit. "I am very disappointed with your current appearance."

……

"It just so happens that I don't have any weapons with me." Mr. KFC took a step forward.

As he chanted Long Wen, his already tall figure became even more majestic.

The white vest was torn apart, bones in the body made crackling sounds, and the skin took on a bronze luster.

"If I throw a punch, it might hurt," he chuckled.

Jiude Mai and Percy looked at each other, and they immediately read each other's positions from their eyes, and rushed towards Xia Mi at the same time.

"You look like a lump of bronze." Han Qiu stepped out confidently, chanting dragon characters continuously.

Word Spirit Ghost wins, 6 times stronger.

Word Spirit: Strengthen bones, harden bones.

Word Spirit·Burning Body, Word Spirit·Metabolism, Word Spirit·Focus...

The chanting continued. After the blessing of the blood burst, Han Qiu felt that the limit of his spiritual power had increased significantly.

In the past, he couldn’t release more than a dozen Word Spirits at once.

"What is that?" Mr. Kentucky was surprised. "Why do you have so many words?"

"You're stupid!" Jiude Mai turned around and shouted, "Go ahead, are you just going to just stand there and wait for him to finish before you hit him?"

Mr. Kentucky stepped forward and punched Han Qiu straight in the chest.

Han Qiu dodged sideways, but couldn't help but raise his hand to test it.

After this block, he flew backwards.

I shouldn't try this. Even with the blessing of various spiritual words, I am still no match for this guy in terms of strength.

To say that you can't beat them is arrogant, it's like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Bronze throne, serial number 87.

It’s worthy of the high position. Han Qiu licked his lips, looking forward to obtaining this word spirit one day.

"It's rare that he can dodge it." Mr. KFC approached again, but in terms of speed, he was at a disadvantage to Han Qiu.

But not much, just a little.

The two men fought continuously, with Han Qiu retreating repeatedly, and he tried his best to keep Mr. Kentucky's speed at a higher gear.

Grind until your bones become brittle, but I don’t feel any pain anyway.

I try to counter each move... but it's not very effective.

Mr. Kentucky suddenly changed his punch from light to heavy and punched Han Qiu in the face, leaving no way to avoid it.

Han Qiu raised his hand to relieve the force and flew backwards.

"Who are you to learn the fighting style taught in the academy?" Mr. Kentucky asked.

Han Qiu rubbed his wrist and slowly stood up: "It doesn't matter. Your words are indeed powerful, but your bones may not be able to hold on. I will send you on your way."

Word Spirit: Frequency-Driven Dust, can adjust its own vibration frequency in a regional manner, and transmit the frequency through contact. (Note: This is a lower level of the Word Spirit used by Xia Mi to destroy the train station in the original work. This cannot control the vibration of the object it touches, and can only transmit it by itself. Moreover, it has regional problems, and is far less exaggerated than Xia Mi's destruction of the train station)

Han Qiu turned from defense to offense, forcing Mr. KFC to attack again. He dodged and reached out to touch him, and the flesh on his palm reached the limit of vibration that he could bear.

He didn't dare to continue increasing the frequency, otherwise, the flesh in his palm would probably tear apart before it even touched Mr. KFC.

The moment Mr. Kentucky's fist touched Han Qiu's palm, the sound of bones breaking was heard.

Han Qiu stepped back again and said with a smile, "Leave. I have no intention of causing any death. Your strength is indeed strong enough, and this bronze skin will not cause you any damage, but you are no match for me."

Where KFC couldn't see, Han Qiu put his right hand behind his back, and his whole arm was shaking uncontrollably.

"Great." Mr. KFC stared at his right hand and praised.

If it weren't for the load brought by the bronze throne, the bones would not have been shattered so easily.

Now his entire palm is useless. Resting may not help. Only timely surgery can save it.

"Since you can use multiple words, it seems that you are a dragon." Mr. KFC had no intention of admitting defeat.

"That's really not the case." Han Qiu denied.

"Whatever you are, stay here and we'll talk."

"Still fighting? Then I will show no mercy!" Han Qiu narrowed his eyes, and the light intensity of the 'Scorching Sun' increased instantly.

He showed mercy because he knew the other party's identity. Otherwise, he would have directly revoked "Burning Sun". In the dark environment, relying on the perception of words, Han Qiu didn't know how much easier it would be.

Of course, this is also Han Qiu's own arrogance. Young people are not called young people if they are not arrogant? Young people have a young mind, and they don't lose their life and death, so they have to be upright.

The bronze throne is strong, but the damage to the bones is enormous, far exceeding Han Qiu's "Ghost Victory".

Han Qiu still has 'Strong Bones', which allows him to ignore the side effects of 'Ghost Victory' and take several punches from Finkel, but... he will probably have a lot of bruises and swelling on his body tomorrow.

Mr. Kentucky is holding on thanks to his physical strength from his bloodline.

In the light ball, Mr. KFC's aura suddenly rose, and the gold in his pupils gradually became mixed with some red.

The 'Burning Sun' only caused a brief blinding effect, and he quickly adapted to this light intensity.

"Bleeding?" Han Qiu couldn't help but exclaim.

Mad, forgot this guy would do that too.

I am almost at my limit now, and can release three more Word Spirits at most.

Having too many words is not always a good thing. Now, I don’t know what to choose.

Those few harmful words are nothing, they are simply unable to break through this bronze shell.

Psychological system!

The word spirit is like a blind spot, blocking the opponent's vision with its spirit.

Due to the difference in bloodline, Han Qiu could only cover his eyes for a second at most.

But enough is enough.