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Chapter 147 No! It’s going to wake up!(1/2)

A clanging sound.

The moment Lu Mingfei raised his hand to lift the lid of the long box, a gust of wind suddenly surged in the retro carriage.

The wind was roaring and biting, exuding an endlessly sharp aura.

It is completely conceivable that a peerless swordsman is facing a killer in black who is coming like locusts. The former has his arms folded across his chest and the long knife is in his arms. Until the moment when the killers get closer, the other person suddenly pulls out the long knife in his arms, and the knife is in his arms.

The light is cold and icy.

Compared to Lu Mingfei's indifference, Toyama Masashi's expression became particularly solemn.

The long black box is about 180 centimeters long. It looks like it is made of aluminum alloy. It is wrapped in jet black skin and the corners are fastened by tough steel parts.

The nameplate in one corner is clearly engraved with the symbol [S].

Fingel glanced at it from a distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Good guy.

Starting with the initials S means that the contents in the black crate are top-notch collections from the depths of the college's ice cellar. The number means that it is the 404th collection that was put into the Kassel College ice cellar in 2006.

And every collection of items starting with S in the ice cellar is a rare treasure, and even has extremely great significance in itself, but I didn't expect that it would be brought here.

But when Fingel saw the boy in front of him, he felt relieved after thinking about it.

After all, I need to bear witness to my S-level junior brother, so a collection of this level is barely enough.

Fingel couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Thinking back to when he entered Kassel Academy, I remember that in order to express himself, he directly showed off his bronze throne of words and spirits, and then showed off the charm of his figure in various poses to the people present, for fear that he would not be able to pass the test and would do something wrong.

I feel like a competitor in a bodybuilding competition.

Soon Guderian assigned him a professor, who looked a little thin and said he was here to spar with him.

At that time, Fingel thought that the so-called sparring was the admission requirement of Kassel College. Only those with excellent or good performance could be admitted. Although Fingel thought that the old man might not be able to withstand his punch, in order to successfully enter

In the academy, he could only have a small outburst.

Masashi Toyama even patted him on the shoulder before the sparring session. At that time, Fingel thought that the psychological counselor was telling him not to hit too hard and just hit him as hard as he could. As a result, the skinny little old man broke into a bronze throne and completely injured himself.

Just like King Kong Barbie, while shaking her m and squeezing her fists together, she asked herself if she was convinced.

At that time, Fingel was also aroused. Of course he refused to accept it. As a result, he was beaten violently by the old man who played with the bronze throne. Later, Fingel was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was completely convinced.

It's really a sad story when I think about it.

But now when I look at my junior brother Lu Mingfei, he is so casual and calm as he prepares to witness. Those who don't know it think he is here to take away something that belongs to him.

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the long box. The things inside seemed not to be dead, but to be living... creatures.

He could feel the long breathing of the thing inside, which soon turned into gusts of biting and killing wind.

No, rather than saying it is wind, it is more appropriate to say it is a sharp air current.

The moment this sharp air surged through the entire audience, the fine hairs on the skin of everyone else in the audience could not help but tremble.

Lu Mingfei completely opened the lid of the long box, but there was still a long box inside.

It is completely black, about 140 centimeters long, and is locked in the middle with a long, simple lock.

Masashi Toyama took out a key from his body and threw it to Lu Mingfei from a distance. It seemed that this boy was the only one present who was not affected by the objects in the crate.

"Classmate Lu Mingfei, this key can open the long lock above. After inserting it into the keyhole, turn it three times to the left and three times to the right, and then the box will be opened. Remember, you must not open it all at once because of the contents inside.

It is very aggressive. As long as you feel that you cannot withstand the impact, you can close the box at any time, which can save the day."

Masashi Toyama ordered in a solemn tone.

Finger on the side could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Can't stand it?

Even if a dragon king jumped out of it, his junior brother might not even blink an eye.

"Okay, Teacher Masashi Toyama."

After Lu Mingfei took the key, he nodded.

Then start activating the long lock on the long box as the other party said.

The sound of gear rotation came from inside the box, and the metal teeth that were tightly interlocked with each other could be heard slowly retracting, and a small crack suddenly popped out of the box.

A buzzing sound.

Accompanied by a cold chime, a streak of jet-black light flowed out along the narrow slit of the long black box. For a moment, it seemed as if even the dreamy halo projected from the carriage had been cut into pieces.

"Student Lu Mingfei, please be careful."

When he said this, Masashi Toyama had already pushed his wheelchair outside the carriage.

Fingel even retreated further than Toyama Masashi, because he knew that his junior brother was terrifying and that nothing unexpected would happen to him, so he still felt that his own life was important.

Schneider, on the other hand, seemed extremely cold and hard, but his slightly twitching hand revealed a trace of unrest in the other person's heart.

"Lu Mingfei, act within your ability."

He ordered in a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, everyone, I really want to witness what terrible things are inside."

After saying that, Lu Mingfei suddenly opened the lid of the box.

Suddenly there was a loud roar in the entire carriage, and sharp air currents surged like a frenzy.

Schneider's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Seeing that something was not going well, Fingel quickly opened the bronze throne to withstand the impact of the sharp airflow, and then forcibly took Schneider out.

No one expected that Lu Mingfei would be so violent. Not only did he not slowly open the sealed long box, but he completely opened the lid of the box at once, as if the seal of something violent had been opened.

Lu Mingfei squinted and looked inside the box.

I saw an ancient sword about 120 centimeters long lying in a long box about 140 centimeters long. The blade was narrow and straight, with a small tan and a long handle. At first glance, it looked like a Tang Hengdao from the ancient Tang Dynasty in China.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The entire blade is covered with countless holes, as if it has been severely eroded by wind and sand, and is filled with a dilapidated and ancient atmosphere, as if it will be completely destroyed by just touching it with your hand.

Broken look.

But even with such a broken ancient sword, the sharp aura bursting out from the blade was so sensational, it was like opening the eye of a storm.

There is even a sense of tearing when you are in a storm. Even staring at this broken ancient sword from a distance gives people the oppressive feeling of staring at the tip of a needle a few centimeters away.

"Classmate Lu Mingfei, you must be more careful!"

Masashi Toyama held his hands in the shape of a trumpet and shouted loudly into the carriage, like a man trapped in a storm instructing his companions not far away.

"Is this an alchemical weapon?"

Lu Mingfei said softly.

But everyone present heard what he said clearly.

Masashi Toyama yelled: "Yes, this ancient sword was bought by our college's specialist at an auction in China for hundreds of thousands of dollars in 2006. I heard that the seller was a group of tomb robbers.

He wanted to buy an ancient cultural relic sword, so he sold it in a hurry."

"oh?"

Lu Mingfei looked at it with amazement. He didn't expect that the tomb robbers could even dig up things belonging to the dragon clan.

It was even auctioned off.

Those tomb robbers probably saw that this broken knife was of little value. After all, when this knife did not show its power, it was really no different from a broken knife. Presumably when they got this knife, those people

The tomb robber might also secretly curse that he was unlucky to have gotten such a crappy thing after working for a long time, and his work was in vain.

So I planned to try my luck at an auction, but the commissioners of Kassel College found out. I guess the tomb robbers were already happy and thought they were making a lot of money. In fact, the commissioners were even more happy. After all,

An alchemical weapon was auctioned at such a low price.

This alchemy weapon is definitely at the master level in terms of alchemy craftsmanship, and its value is more than hundreds of thousands of dollars.

If other mixed-race forces are allowed to join in, it is very likely that they will not be able to get tens of millions of dollars. Even if they can finally get it at auction, it will be risky to bring it back safely to Kassel College. There are no telling how many ambushes they will encounter along the way.

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There is no way, alchemy weapons are too rare and precious, maybe the secrets of alchemy can be gleaned from the weapons themselves.

The alchemy matrix with amplifying and strengthening effects in Kassel College is a typical example.

Think about it, on the basis of the original power of the word spirit, it can be increased and strengthened dozens of times or even hundreds of times. What a shocking enhancement it would be. Otherwise, the vice principal's word spirit precepts would not completely envelope the whole school.

There are many other fields of alchemical matrices, such as the ancient illusions not long ago, and some can even simulate the spiritual abilities of hybrids, such as the abilities of water, fire, wind and other attributes.

The alchemical weapon itself is certainly precious, but the alchemical matrix imprinted in it is truly priceless to the hybrids.

In his previous life at Kassel Academy, Lu Mingfei also studied and researched a lot of knowledge about alchemy, so he also had some understanding of the art of alchemy.

He could see the whirlwind-like lines engraved on the body of this dilapidated and ancient sword. Although it was judged from the blade that it had been in existence for several years, the textures on it were still clearly visible under the halo.

The lines underneath seemed to be endowed with spirituality and flowed around.

Lu Mingfei knew that this was not a pattern carved to make the blade beautiful, but an alchemical matrix carved by the master who cast the ancient sword at the moment it was formed. Although the blade of this ancient sword was very broken,
To be continued...
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