Chapter 678 Yang Lei

This is Kassel College. People who can join this college have some unique skills. "Elite" is the bottom creature of this college, "genius" is a neutral word, and "weird" can barely be regarded as a compliment. If you go up, Just "crazy".

If calculated according to the classification, there is no doubt that Caesar Gattuso and Chu Zihang are both "madmen". As the leaders of the two major clubs fighting, they can be regarded as the leading figures in the college in terms of madness and disregard of school rules. Below Most of the cadres of the society are "weirdos".

The weirdos are surrounded by madmen, the geniuses are enthusiastically praised by the outsiders, and the final elites applaud enthusiastically in the audience. This is probably the ecological chain of this college.

You ask Lin Nian?

Lin Nian was different. There was another category called "monsters" on top of "madmen". "Monsters" generally did not participate in this kind of competition.

After briefly introducing the ecological chain, now the question arises. Lu Mingfei stared at Fingel, who was still alive and kicking with a piece of frosted glass inserted into his belly, and thought very seriously about where his useless senior brother was in this ecological chain. ?

This is a very serious question. There is a law at Cassel College, that is, the level of the ecological chain directly affects whether the person can make unexpected actions in a desperate situation to help the building collapse and turn the tide before it falls—— In short, the closer a guy is to a "madman", the more reliable he is in times of crisis. There is a kind of BUFF that will come back in adversity. He can always find a way to perform a wave of unexpected operations at a critical moment. It is gorgeous and beautiful. The ending is reversed.

Fingel went to the eighth grade at Kassel College and studied abroad for four full years without graduating or being expelled. He was elected as the Minister of Information for several consecutive years. How can this be considered a "strange flower"?

Lu Mingfei speculated on the level of the good-for-nothing senior brother in front of him, and turned his eyes to the opponent's shoulders. The data stream washed down. Fingel's waist, which was stared at by Lu Mingfei, straightened a little. Then it stretched a little to his abdomen. The wound shrunk again with a grimace.

"Attack: 660

Defense: 500

Agility: 150

Special ability: Word Spirit·Bronze Throne.”

The panel painted by the waterfall made Lu Mingfei calm down slightly, but there was still a trace of worry on his face. He clearly remembered that when he observed Fingel, these measurements were much higher than now, but now they have shrunk for no reason. One lap. Is it because of the injury? It turns out that this thing still moves according to the state.

But even so, with an attack power six times that of a strong human being (not the pinnacle of humanity), not to mention hammering a person into a biscuit with one punch, it can hit someone like a hanging painting, right? This kind of force would probably break through even a thinner steel plate, let alone hit a person. This doesn't even take into account the gain of the word spirit called "Bronze Throne".

"Senior brother, can you withstand it?" Lu Mingfei stared at the agility that had declined to 150, and then looked at Fingel's abdominal injury with a frown on his face. Although agility of 150 was fast, their next plan was Risking your life.

"Stop talking nonsense, I have to bear it if I can't stand it, but I really can't stand it any longer, senior brother." Fingel looked back at the deep woods outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "What we are playing now is the intelligence gap, and I let you look at me a few more times but didn’t let you charge, so what are you afraid of?”

Lu Mingfei shrank his head, held his breath and turned his gaze to the Amber Pavilion. His gaze fell on a man in formal clothes who was nearby on the ground but almost half of his body was buried in the pile of rocks. But after a few seconds, Fingel Lu Mingfei shook his head slightly.

"Is it invisible? Or"

"Probably gone."

Lu Mingfei's voice was a little low, and the emotions in his eyes were very complicated as he stared at the black and gray half of the body sticking out of the rubble. The alumni who were singing and dancing in the Anbo Hall just a moment ago are now buried in the stones. There was a cold corpse, and the stretched out half of the body gave people a strong signal of "dead things", making people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their throats.

"It's normal for people to die in war. Junior brother, please calm down." Fingel comforted softly, "How can you distinguish between friend and foe from those special 'things' you see?"

Lu Mingfei nodded reluctantly. Judging from the sharp drop in Fingel's measurements after his injury, the detection angle could indeed allow him to determine the injuries and conditions of the unconscious people on the ground in the clubhouse. This could also be regarded as a way to determine whether they were truly comatose or not. A means of fake coma.

"Junior brother, if my guess is correct, you can know what everyone's word spirit is. Pay attention to the guy whose word spirit is related to 'thunder'."

"thunder?"

"Don't you feel that your hands and feet are still a little numb after you wake up?" Fingel asked.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, but Fingel was really right. Until now, he felt an abnormal numbness in his body. According to the other party, the previous explosion was related to "thunder"?

"It's just a guess. I'm not sure whether it's true or not." Fingel shook his head. "I hope I'm wrong, otherwise the 'Dragon Invasion' incident in the academy will be really big."

Lu Mingfei nodded and took a deep breath, then looked at the motionless girl lying on her side next to the burning wine cabinet. His face twitched because he actually recognized this person from the student union dress. Minister of Sailing.

The Maldivian girl full of South Asian style is now lying on the ground like a rag doll. Her long flaxen hair is covered with dust and burnt marks. Her healthy wheat-colored skin also has large burn marks, from her left cheek to There were shocking burns all over her neck, and even the stockings under her torn skirt were missing, revealing a bruised thigh.

But fortunately, green data still popped up on the girl's shoulders, but her measurements had dropped below 100. This shows that she was seriously injured in the center of the explosion. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei and Fingel were at the center of the explosion. They all ate at the table in the corner, otherwise they would be the ones lying there now

"Focus on those whose faces are deliberately invisible. If I were a prisoner in an explosion, I would definitely pretend to be one of the injured, but my face would not be seen." Fingel reminded in a low voice.

"Then what's he trying to do? He's lying here pretending to be dead after committing a crime?" Lu Mingfei asked in a low voice, "Why didn't I see Caesar and the others? They wouldn't have run away while we were unconscious, right?"

"You don't have to worry about Caesar. The most important thing now is to find that guy." Fingel said, "I can guarantee that the bastard is in the Amber Pavilion right now."

Lu Mingfei was a little confused about where Fingel's mysterious confidence came from, but in this situation, it seemed that he could only rely on this unreliable senior brother. At least it was Fingel who had the glass stuck in his stomach. But the other party did not run away to see a doctor. It seemed that there was indeed some basis to believe that the enemy was still lurking in the guild hall.

The lobby of the Anbo Pavilion was very spacious. All Lu Mingfei could see were seven or eight green data. In the darkness with extremely limited visibility, only the outline of a human figure could be blurred. Their measurements were all down at this moment. It broke 100, but the defense was still above 200 or even 300. It seemed that the mixed-race life was really strong. The injuries on the unconscious figures that Lu Mingfei saw were simply horrifying, with broken arms. His bones were stubbled, and his whole body was covered in extensive burns, but he was still alive.

"This is nothing." Fingel explained patiently after listening to Lu Mingfei's detailed report, "The release of the unknown word spirit in the guild hall was blocked before, and the incomplete power of the word spirit rushed out in a cylindrical shape. Flying to the ceiling of the hall, what is now hurting these students is the aftermath, most likely burns or concussions. The vitality of hybrids is much stronger than you think. Zhou Dian in "The Legend of Zhou Dianxianren" is a hybrid. Zhu Yuanzhang was able to survive fire and flood, there is no reason why the elite students among the students should die in the aftermath."

"There is still misfortune." After saying that, Fingel still looked at the unlucky guy who was pinned down by the pile of rocks with pity. "Even if the half-breed's head explodes, he still won't survive."

"Brother, there really isn't any word spirit with 'thunder' that you mentioned, at least I haven't found it." Lu Mingfei looked around at the six or seven unconscious students in the Anbo Pavilion, and the measurements of each one were very large. A normal non-resistant person, he even read out the names of these people to Fingel like they were naming dishes. The only ones like "Blazing Sun", "Hundred Ghosts", "Storm Horn", "Vacuum Snake" etc. There is no "thunder".

"It shouldn't be." Fingel stared at the silent and dark Amber Hall and frowned inconspicuously.

"Is it possible that he is hiding on the second floor?" Lu Mingfei raised his head and glanced at the second floor of the clubhouse.

"This is not possible." Fingel whispered. "After a word spirit of that level is released, especially if it is interrupted, the physical and mental consumption is unimaginable. Even for a person with the same physique as me. He will be evacuated in an instant, not to mention unable to move, and it is impossible to have the energy to quickly climb the stairs to hide. His best possibility is to immediately hide in the chaos and hide himself from the victim. While recovering his strength, he will observe the surroundings and join the rescue team. Launch a second attack when it comes.”

"Is he 'squatting'?" Lu Mingfei's expression changed instantly.

"The terminology of warfare is 'encirclement and rescue', and it is correct to say 'squatting people'." Fingel said, "Now all the unconscious students in the guild hall who cannot be evacuated are his hostages. Whoever saves them will die, so I need you to find him. If you don't kill him, we can only watch these alumni being dragged to death here."

"What should I do if I can't kill him?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"The result of alerting the snake is that the previous word spirit is released again." Fingel whispered, "It's just that this time we are not so lucky to interrupt him. If the worst scene really happens, I guess I Can I buy you some time?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and said, "Damn it, Brother Fingel, are you so generous?"

"You are 'S' class and your life is more valuable than mine. You should be able to escape if you run faster." Fingel looked at him seriously. Lu Mingfei actually saw it on this man's face. With the word "enlightenment", it seems that when a crisis comes, everyone takes off their hiding cloak and reveals the most real scene.

What about yourself? You can't take off your coat and still be a crotchless loser, right?

Lu Mingfei quietly turned his head and stared at the seven pieces of data in the clubhouse that he had looked over over and over, but he could not determine who the murderer was from it. He even had the illusion that the murderer had already escaped?

While he was secretly anxious, Fingel beside him looked at the woods outside the floor-to-ceiling window several times with a calm expression.

At this time, Lu Mingfei suddenly heard Fingel beside him say in a low voice, "You just need to tell me which one may be the murderer. You can point to any one. Junior brother, you are so talented that even Lin Nian will bet on you." The future is bright, so I’ll bet on you to win this time, senior brother!”

Lu Mingfei turned around and saw Fingel's gaze. His eyes were nothing like those of a good-for-nothing. There was a wolf-like determination in them. The reflection on his face made him couldn't help but lift his drooping eyes. The corners of his mouth tightened hard against his cheeks.

To be honest, the words he heard the most from the past were: Lu Mingfei, can you stop being a loser? Lu Mingfei, why are you holding back again? Lu Mingfei, can you save some time? Lu Mingfei.

It seems that everything will go wrong when it comes to him. He is like a breach in a dense network, an anthill that collapses a thousand-mile city. No one really dares to entrust fatal matters to him at a critical moment. That is simply making fun of their own lives.

There may still be people who believe in him and believe in him without any reason, but there are very few such people, as few as one.

The last person who dared to trust Lu Mingfei was Lin Nian. He thought he would only have one Lin Nian in his life, but now he actually saw the same trust - unconditional belief - in the good-for-nothing senior brother he had only known for a few days. , he bet on himself to win.

Is this the legendary roommate friendship? Or is it trust between useless people?

In any case, after Fingel said these words, Lu Mingfei felt something heavy pressing on his shoulders for no reason.

He knew that it was the weight of seven lives, so his lips became increasingly dry. This time, even though there was bitter black ash on his lips, he licked it with his tongue. The stimulation of taste accelerated the blood flow in his veins.

——In fact, he always had the answer, but he didn't have the courage to say it out and was afraid of bearing the consequences.

But now, the blood seems to be filled with a feverish emotion as if an effervescent tablet has melted. Or is this emotion called courage or responsibility?

Lu Mingfei didn't know, but he decided to take a gamble.

He turned to look at the guild hall and remained silent for almost half a minute. Fingel beside him did not say a word, sitting there quietly and stabilizing his wound to stop the bleeding.

During this period, the Anbo Hall was extremely quiet. You could only occasionally hear the gunshots coming from other parts of the college outside the roof, and the rustle of heavy rain falling in the woods.

After a long time, Lu Mingfei turned to look at Fingel and said, "Senior brother, have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"

“What’s wrong with the novel or the TV show?”

"Once you eliminate all impossible facts, what is left, no matter how incredible, is the truth." Lu Mingfei whispered, "Senior brother, have you heard this sentence?"

Fingel was stunned for a moment, and then he instantly understood what Lu Mingfei meant. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Mingfei, "Are you sure?"

Lu Mingfei nodded silently.

Fingel stared at his eyes for a few seconds, and nodded after seeing no dodge, "Okay, then it's my job. Junior brother, you are a little in the way here, I will start fighting later to avoid accidentally injuring you." "

"What should I do? Just run out?" Lu Mingfei looked at the row of broken floor-to-ceiling windows, but saw Fingel with an injured abdomen and gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you want to stay and let me help? I still have the skills to knock sap. of."

"This is not a problem that can be solved by beating a sap." Fingel patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "Your mission is over from now on, so hold your head."

"The back of the head? What are you talking about?" Lu Mingfei found that the palm patting his back suddenly grabbed his collar. Before he could react, his whole body was lifted up by an undoubted force.

Fingel suddenly stood up from the darkness, holding the confused Lu Mingfei in his hand like a chicken. The suit on his arm tore three holes, revealing the knotted muscles underneath. Lu Mingfei Have you never thought that this fat guy who eats fried chicken and Coke every day actually has such a physique that even Schwarzenegger can't match?

After accumulating strength, Fingel suddenly threw the chicken in his hand towards the floor-to-ceiling window. Lu Mingfei felt like he was being carried by a huge force and flew out, and his ears were filled with the sound of wind whistling like a ghost crying.

As he quickly retreated, the sound of bones crackling like fried beans was heard in the Ambo Hall. He vaguely saw that the muscles all over Fingel's body had swelled abnormally, covered with a bronze-like color of pig iron, and the broken bones in his abdomen The glass was squeezed out by the muscles, and a solemn and inviolable sense of gravity spread all over the body of this usually loose man!

The burly man bent down and carried the marble pillar that he and Lu Mingfei had hidden before as if it was light. He actually easily held the broken pillar weighing several tons over his shoulders with both hands.

At this moment, his movements were as beautiful as the statue of "The Discus Thrower". Every inch of pig-iron-colored muscles was as hard as steel and had extraordinary toughness. This scene instantly reminded Lu Mingfei of "Sakyamuni Thrower". The allusion of "elephant", these are the enchanting beauty demonstrated by absolute power!

This good-for-nothing senior brother is really a fucking lunatic!

The marble pillar was picked up and then violently thrown out. At the moment of throwing, the part held by the pig iron arms was even squeezed and shattered by the unimaginable force. The initial speed of the stone pillar after it was separated from the hands reached an astonishing speed. 200 kilometers per hour, the sense of oppression and power simply makes the word "death" appear in the minds of those who face this flying stone pillar!

——And the place where the marble pillar was thrown was surprisingly the half of the body that Lu Mingfei and Fingel initially concluded was dead, and where the stone was buried!

Lu Mingfei only saw this, and he flew out of the Amber Pavilion, rolling on the ground several times like a gourd, and rolled into the woods. He hugged the back of his head as if to avoid hitting a sharp object. The stone suddenly fell away, but before he rolled very far, he suddenly hit something soft, and the strength from his body was suddenly removed!

Lu Mingfei stopped and felt the warm breath. He looked up blankly and saw a head of brilliant blond hair and then sea-blue eyes.

If the other party is a woman, Lu Mingfei is already in love, and he will remain in love with this 1.8-meter-tall imperial sister until death. But it is a pity that the person who catches Lu Mingfei is not a woman but a man, a real tough guy. , Student Union President Caesar Gattuso.

The chairman's broad chest muscles cushioned the back of Lu Mingfei's head, providing him with 90% of the cushioning. The flesh was firm and reliable, and it was higher than the airbag. I don't know where it was, but I don't know if it was so cruel this time. It hurts the Chairman's chest

"well-done."

Under Lu Mingfei's blank gaze, Caesar only calmly left these words, then pulled away and put him where he was, and rushed forward with big strides!

Lu Mingfei, who was sitting there, realized belatedly that there were countless shadows passing him on his left and right. In the surrounding dark woods, there were countless guests at the celebration banquet wearing formal suits and evening gowns. They rushed out of the dark rain in a tactical formation!

These are the guests who Lu Mingfei found missing in the Amber Hotel when he woke up from a coma!

All the men loosened their ties and unbuttoned their suits to relax their range of motion, and all the ladies tore open the skirts of their evening gowns, which were inconvenient for movement, revealing their white stockings with suspenders. They all held makeshift weapons in their hands, such as table knives and forks they brought along, and even exquisite improvised ax blades made from branches and sharp stones. Some even made powerful DIY wooden bows. And rope slings!

These people never left the confines of the Amber Pavilion.

There were people in this group of people who were logical and well-informed and deduced everything that happened during the explosion. They confirmed that the enemy who released Yanling was still in the Anbo Pavilion and had not left. They did not choose to temporarily evacuate but directly surrounded Anbo. pavilion.

There is probably only one person who can possess this kind of decisiveness and organizational power. Caesar Gattuso, the president of the student union.

Someone interrupted his dinner and left his guests behind, so as the host, he had the obligation to bring out all the injured people intact.

No wonder Fingel looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window when he had nothing to do. No wonder Fingel was so sure that the murderer had not left the Amber Pavilion. This was basically a stalemate of rescue and siege, with dozens of elite hybrids clinging to the ground. He arrived outside the Anbo Hall, completely blocking the enemy in the hall, waiting for a suitable opportunity to counterattack and rescue!

And Lu Mingfei had no doubt that this time had come. The moment he was thrown out, the beacon lit up, along with the orange-red light in the Amber Pavilion!

The roaring high-pitched syllables echoed throughout the entire Amber Pavilion like the sound of a bell. The heavy marble pillar flew towards the pile of rubble. Just when it was about to hit the "corpse" that covered half of its body, the pile of rubble was piled up in an instant. It was "hit" into powder, and the orange-red light illuminated most of the Amber Pavilion like a sunrise, rising from the ground to quickly form an irregular spherical shape.

The marble pillar hit the orange-red spherical light without any bias, and the entire structure suddenly seemed to have been cut off by a huge force. All the fragile nodes were broken into pieces and exploded.

Outside the Anbo Pavilion, Lu Mingfei was horrified when he saw the orange body rising from behind the floor-to-ceiling window. He recognized this very representative scene at a glance.

"Holy shit, ball lightning?"

In nature, when a thunderstorm occurs, there is a very small probability that a physical phenomenon will occur. It is an orange spherical lightning with a diameter of nearly 50 or 60 centimeters. It flies freely in the air near the ground or travels against the wind with the fluctuations of the airflow. It carries energy and wraps it up. relatively stable. When a conductor disrupts its balance, it neutralizes the surrounding air and releases a huge amount of energy.

At the same time, in Lu Mingfei's eyes, in the center of the orange-red light and heat, the green data flow on the shoulders of the blurry figure washed out like a waterfall, revealing rows of terrifying numbers.

"Attack: 5000 (blessed by the spirit of speech)

Defense: 400

Agility: 200

Special abilities: Word Spirit·Yang Lei, Gray Marrow Body Injection (not activated)"

If Lu Mingfei had studied the course "Ling Ling Xue", then he probably wouldn't have called "ball lightning" but "yang thunder", and the latter would have been more shocking than the former. More than anything else, it was a Yanling that truly belonged to the dangerous level. Its sequence was far higher than the 89th "Junyan" on the periodic table. The earliest record of it was in the Song Dynasty document "Mengxi Bi Tan".

"The family of Li Shun, the chamberlain, was once shaken by a thunderstorm. In the west room of his hall, thunder and fire came out from the windows and eaves. People thought that the hall was burned down, so they all ran out of the house. When the thunder stopped, the house was in a state of silence, and the walls and windows were covered with Guizhou paper. . There is a wooden grid, in which various utensils are stored. The lacquerware has silver buckles, and the silver is flowing to the ground. The lacquerware has not been scorched. There is a precious knife, which is made of extremely strong steel.

It turns silver into juice and steel into water, which far exceeds the high temperature of "Junyan". At the same time, it has extremely strong explosive intensity. Its complete release is enough to level hundreds of meters around the Anbo Pavilion!

But no one who rushed into the Amber Hall hesitated, because the student union president was at the front, and there was a fierce man in the hall who once again picked up another marble pillar and made preparations to throw it!

Yan Ling's chant became more and more passionate, and the orange-red light began to tremble, gradually moving towards the center of the hall in the distance. But at this moment, Caesar, who rushed into the hall, suddenly looked at the direction of the movement of the light. Boom roared, "Don't let him get close to any object that can become a conductor of electricity! Don't give him a chance to detonate the spirit of speech!"

Fingel, who was carrying the marble column, was stunned for a moment and immediately realized what Caesar meant. He turned to look at the crystal chandelier that fell on the ground not far away. He directly changed the target and threw the marble column violently, whizzing and hitting the ground. On the crystal chandelier, when the crystal exploded, the curved metal chandelier frame flew dozens of meters away, suddenly widening the distance from the orange-red light!

At the same time, the students who rushed into the hall rushed towards the unconscious students on the ground like weasels grabbing chickens, and carried or stripped them away from the center of the battlefield. Within a few breaths, every corner of the spacious Anbo Pavilion hall was filled with people, and in the center of them, they were tightly surrounded by the stagnant orange-red thunder!

"It's really 'Yang Lei'. This is really a rare visitor." Among the crowd, Caesar stared at the figure in the bright light and said coldly.

Serial number 93, Dangerous Word Spirit Yang Lei.

This kind of monster appeared in the academy, and it was just like Caesar said, it was a rare "rare guest".

"Norma's warning notice is that the dragons are invading. It's true. The 'commandments' are still there, but he can release the spirit of speech. It seems like a privilege that the dragons should have." Beside Caesar, holding a handful of nylon Nuonuo, who was holding a long wooden bow with strings, stood beside him. His dark red eyes looked at the figure hidden in the light, and he even licked his lips unconsciously, "But there are dragons who will be embarrassed. To be surrounded and killed by a group of unarmed hybrids like us?"

"At least we have it today." Caesar said lightly.

Everyone in the Anbo Pavilion showed dangerous excitement in their eyes, staring at the people in the light group as if they were staring at rare prey. Madness spread out of them uncontrollably. A group of spirit spirits and weapons were all destroyed. The restrained hybrid actually wanted to hunt a "dragon" that released dangerous speech spirits. It was audacious, but it was so in line with the crazy logic of this college.