The pale white electric light kept shining on each other's faces, both of them as cold as rocks.

The thunder between heaven and earth became more and more violent, as if it was about to pour down.

No, they are already starting to droop.

Blazing white lightnings continued to hit the surroundings, like rocket launchers. The already dilapidated Hall of Valor was severely damaged again, and countless building fragments fell from above.

"No, this place is about to collapse!"

One of the school directors looked shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Beowulf's old eyes had become extremely bright, and his short hair like steel needles kept shooting out white arcs of lightning, and more thunder and lightning shot out from his body.

"This, this is the Word Spirit Indra, Beowulf is about to explode, hurry up, hurry up!"

The school director turned around and saw the old man covered in lightning. He seemed to have seen something very scary, and his feet moved faster.

Seeing this scene, Angre frowned slightly. He glanced at Lu Mingfei, whose expression was always calm, and immediately evacuated the Hall of Valor with Lisa beside him.

This place is about to become a brutal battlefield.

Any object struck by these lightnings will suffer a devastating blow in an instant.

The already broken statue of Odin was instantly turned into powder under the impact of lightning.

Building debris kept falling down overhead, including cement blocks weighing hundreds of kilograms and extremely penetrating thick steel bars. However, before these things could really fall, they were falling on Lu Mingfei and Beowulf.

The burst of power completely shattered it.

These fragments contained a violent impact, and they made a sharp roar, like bullets shooting out, hitting the wall, immediately leaving holes riddled with holes.

The atmosphere became more and more violent, like a hurricane sweeping through the place. Others had already evacuated, leaving only Beowulf and Lu Mingfei facing each other across the chaotic elemental flow.

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Beowulf stared at Lu Mingfei coldly, and his voice became particularly rich and majestic.

However, Lu Mingfei couldn't help laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

Lu Mingfei didn't answer, still laughing.

"Asshole! What are you laughing at?!" Beowulf's expression was gloomy and scary. At first glance, he looked like an angry God of Thunder.

Beowulf was angry. He felt that he was being laughed at and launched an attack directly.

The surrounding thunder and lightning became more and more violent, and they were densely intertwined, like a waterfall rolling towards Lu Mingfei.

The void is twisted, and the thunder and lightning waterfall is as powerful as a rainbow.

Beowulf is worthy of being the King of Heroes. This single blow alone is enough to kill an A-level hybrid.

"I'm laughing at you. You're pathetic, old man. Isn't it good to live? Why...are you looking for death!"

Lu Mingfei raised his head, his eyes full of coldness.

Facing the thundering waterfall, he took a step forward.

Only this step.

The originally terrifying thunder and lightning rolled back like a frenzy in an instant, all blasting towards Beowulf.

All this happened so fast, the old man's body was instantly submerged by lightning.

Kakaka.

At the same time, the dull sound of being squeezed and exploded came from the lightning. You can completely imagine the scene of a physical body being repeatedly crushed by a road roller.

The school directors in the distance had dry mouths and kept swallowing their saliva.

He said in his heart that this S-class is really a ruthless person. He is not only ruthless in strength but also ruthless in heart. He is the Tarzan Beidou of the mixed-race world. He never expected to be brutally crushed like this, nor did he expect that the tyrannical Beowulf could be so fragile.

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With just one blow, the situation was instantly reversed.

The Beowulf family, which has prided itself on slaying dragons since ancient times, seems to be facing its own end.

However, facing this reversal, Ange's old eyes narrowed deeply.

He noticed an unusual aura in the lightning.
Chapter completed!