Chapter 1075 Stop
"Let's try the next Caesar." The principal said, interrupting the sad scene where Fingel was making fun of the silent Chu Zihang.
Caesar heard the words and came up, looked at the principal and waited for instructions.
With the previous experience, the principal also learned his lesson, "Let's start from the beginning."
Caesar tilted his head and gently rolled up his sleeves to reveal his biceps, which were even better trained than Fingel's. Fingel behind him rolled his sleeves down in embarrassment.
Raising his hand to hold the 'Lust', Caesar suddenly felt a strange breath lingering from his fingertips, like some kind of red silk gently rubbing his fingers and arms, gradually wrapping his whole body.
This surprised him a little, and he wondered whether he, like Fingel and Caesar, would be as compatible with 'lust'? This 'lust' is really enough of a 'lust'. Anyone who gets on the bus can pull it in and out a few times, step on the accelerator and brake and play with it.
Caesar exerted his strength, and for a moment he felt that he had successfully pulled out the sword. But to his surprise, Lust pulled out a short distance after receiving the force, and the blade in the sword slot was like As if it was stuck in a mechanism, he pulled out a small section and then stopped moving. No matter how much force he applied from another angle, Caesar could not pull him out completely. The ribs only kept shaking in the sword case.
"It's hooked." Caesar reluctantly let go and pressed the 'Lust' back into the sword case.
"It seems that there is indeed a compatibility, but it's just a little bit off." The vice-principal commented. At least it's not motionless, which means that the "lust" itself is actually quite conflicted about whether to bite this hook.
"This is really hell." Fingel couldn't help but complained in a low voice.
"Do you have any wrong prejudices about me?" Caesar glanced at Fingel and couldn't help but said.
"He is very prejudiced 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 developed when he was sarcastic with Chu Zihang. Fingel and Lu Mingfei were still in contact with him for the time being. He was not above the level, and he was the only one who was choked speechless when talking nonsense to them.
"Second, 'Taotie', I think you are very promising. The food at student union gatherings is always very good. I heard that every meal has plenty of Boston lobster and red crab." The vice-principal encouraged.
Caesar followed the same pattern, with a steady stance, his palm stretched flat and pressing the handle of the Atkan sword, and then he turned his wrist and tapped his five fingers together to exert force!
‘Taotie’ sat firmly on Mount Tai without swaying.
"It seems that the student union has to change the recipes occasionally." Caesar did not look disappointed, and even teased himself.
The third 'Greed' also rejected Caesar, and the fourth 'Laziness' did the same. Several alchemical swords that seemed to be in line with Caesar's 'virtue' all said 'No' to the noble prince. This made Caesar's expression became more serious as he went back, and Fingel noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere and closed his mouth and stopped talking nonsense.
Arriving in front of the fifth 'Arrogance', Caesar stretched out his hand and placed his hand on the oblate hilt of the Han Bafang sword. Deep down in his heart, he was actually a little uneasy. Just like Angers said, if this is regarded as an exam, , he didn't want to get zero points, because Chu Zihang had passed anyway, and he didn't want to admit that he was weaker than Chu Zihang, no matter in which aspect.
Maybe this can be regarded as his own ‘arrogance’? He couldn't help but think about it. Many people thought that the president of the student union was arrogant and arrogant. He didn't think he was what those people said, but if a thousand people said the same about a person, then this person would be more or less You really need to think about whether you have some problems with yourself.
Caesar thought a lot, and even though he was restrained, he was still a little impatient. His fingers were on the hilt of the Eight-sided 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 clearer than ever before. It made him feel as if he was standing on a green hill. The wind from all directions gathered here like elves, and the soft and loving voice behind him Let him close his eyes, catch the spirits of the wind, and smell the wind's trajectory.
Maybe he was 'arrogant', because at this moment Caesar remembered the reason for his rebelliousness 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 it with a light wind sound, neither cutting ears nor stabbing people. Under the light and shadow, the sword body of the 'Dragon Color' shaped Han sword lost its shadow in a trance. The lines on the blade refract light at different angles, making those who look at it dizzy.
"It makes sense." Angers clapped softly.
Looking at the 'arrogance' in his hand, Caesar looked back, but did not see what he wanted to see, so he silently inserted the dangerous sword back before the living bloodthirsty desire in the Han sword was aroused. In the dragon chanting sword box.
"It's a pity. I prefer the 'Taotie' or the 'Rage' to the Han Sword." Caesar said with some regret as he retreated back to the group of people.
'Taotie' and 'Wrath' are respectively Damascus swords and horse-cutting swords. In the way of use and shape, they are closer to Caesar's hunting knife named 'Dictado'. The Han sword is indeed not a big deal for him. A handy weapon.
"If you want, you can try again to see if you can pull out Fury. After all, there is never a rule that a person can only pull out one." Angers suggested.
"No, I think it's enough to pull out the 'arrogance'." Caesar shook his head and refused.
There was a voice in his heart telling him that perhaps the only one he could pull out of the seven weapons was 'arrogance'. This was an unfounded intuition. He was willing to believe in this intuition instead of going for the sword. I was ugly once before.
"Lu Mingfei, it's your turn." Anger looked at Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei shook his shoulders slightly, calmed down his mood, and walked to the light of the chandelier as if he was going to the execution ground.
"Don't be too stressed." Angers reassured him, "This should be easy for you!"
"Okay." This means that he has taken advantage of all seven 'virtues', right?
Lu Mingfei wanted to spit some saliva into the palm of his hand, but he felt it was unhygienic, so he could only rub his hands vigorously to warm the palm of his hand, and took a deep breath to strengthen his courage.
"It's still the same, starting from 'lust'." said the vice principal.
Lu Mingfei nodded, put his hand tentatively on the ribs, and then paused.
His reaction shocked everyone, because judging from the experience of the three people before drawing swords, it seems that when encountering a sword that matches the characteristics, the moment you hold the handle of the sword, you will feel like being hit by static electricity. (At least that's what the onlookers saw), and then it was a matter of course to draw the sword.
But in fact, Lu Mingfei didn't feel anything special at all now, except that his heart was a little drummed. He paused because he knew that he had probably been rejected by 'lust', otherwise he would have been the savior in Harry Potter. He once held the wand of holly wood and phoenix feathers and felt a deep feeling of joy. However, he didn't even feel the hair now. He just felt that the handle of the ribbed knife felt very good, and it should be very easy to use to commit seppuku.
Lu Mingfei pulled out hard, and to his surprise, his 'lust' actually made him pull out such a large part! But just like Caesar, the remaining blade was stuck in the slot of the sword. The huge magnetic force locked the sword inside, making it impossible to pull it out completely!
"Not sexy enough." The vice-principal shook his head and commented.
Lu Mingfei let go of his hand, and his vagina was sucked back in and inserted firmly. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the vice principal's comment. What does it mean that he's not sexy enough? Can you comment on the hormones of young people aged 18 or 9? Do you have this qualification? Do you still have morning erections every morning? How dare you criticize these awesome guys for not being sexy enough.
Well he seems to be getting competitive in a weird place.
Lu Mingfei felt that his lustful heart was insulted. Before the vice-principal could say anything, he raised his hand and pressed it on the Taotie. Still there was no special feeling of happiness. This made him even more puzzled. One night, two people Isn’t a whole family bucket enough for ‘taotie’? Do you really have to follow Hannibal's example of eating human flesh to be recognized?
He pulled out the sword with force, and the Taotie was pulled out, but just like the Lust, the edge of the Damascus sword got stuck in the sword case. Lu Mingfei shook it twice in disbelief. It means that the remaining small part cannot be extracted.
"Isn't this thing broken?" Lu Mingfei let go of the 'Taotie' in confusion, and the sword hurriedly rolled back into the sword slot and was held firmly.
"The orthodox craftsmanship is still worthy of trust. After all, this is the work of 'Tianji Pavilion'. Even the guys from the equipment department were full of praise for the techniques there when they went to Zhengde. One or two even wanted to stay put." I rebelled against the party, changed my nationality, and joined the orthodox school to learn the skills of blowing bellows and blacksmithing. Unfortunately, I didn't want him because I felt that a white-skinned ghost was not worthy of inheriting the skills of my 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. He actually knew that the vice-principal was using bad words to express the orthodox and euphemistic meaning. After all, some of the crafts passed down by ancestors in my hometown are about to be lost. The old people also firmly believe in the saying that it is passed down from male to female, and that it is passed down to the elder rather than the younger. They would rather lose it than break the rules, let alone pass it on to outsiders. .
"Then there's 'greed,'" the vice-chancellor said.
"Junior brother, I think you are quite greedy. Every time you eat chicken drumsticks, you clearly agreed that there would be four drumsticks per person. You ate five drumsticks, but you said you would eat three drumsticks. You even hid one drumstick under the table and held it in your hand." Fingel said appropriately. He added some BUFF to Lu Mingfei at the right time. He didn't know whether he was talking to Lu Mingfei or to the 'greedy' in front of Lu Mingfei.
"Fingel, shut up!" Lu Mingfei held the hilt of Kramer's sword, and his whole body suddenly fell into silence.