The dilapidated Hall of Valor continued to collapse under the blazing white lightning, and was finally reduced to ruins.

Above the ruins, the originally dark night turned into a rough sea, but what was rolling in it was not rolling tides, but thousands of thunder and lightning.

These electric lights roared wildly, and twisted like wild dragons swimming around. They cheered hysterically,

It's like celebrating the birth of a new king.

Beowulf was suspended under thousands of electric lights, his gaze majestic and sharp. His whole body was filled with blazing white thunder and lightning, which formed a layer of armor attached to his body, and even the huge membrane wings behind him were also covered.

If Beowulf were holding a stick in his hand at this time, he would be like Lei Zhenzi in the Eastern novel "The Romance of the Gods".

Rumble!

Beowulf reached out and grabbed a thunderbolt beside him.

The originally violent thunder and lightning looked like a white python that had been pinched seven inches.

It actually began to shrink and condense,

Finally, it turned into a drop of blazing white liquid, really like a drop of sea water. Finally, the drop of water flowed down from between his fingers and made a muffled sound as it passed through the void.

Obviously, this drop of thunder water is an obedient child in his hands, but if it falls outside, it becomes a very terrifying weapon.

Teachers and students in the distance looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel frightened.

Especially the thieves from the equipment department who were hiding behind the crowd and wearing explosion-proof space suits, they felt intimidating when they saw Beowulf's method of condensing thunder into water droplets.

Because this has gone beyond ordinary alchemy methods and reached a very terrifying level.

The vice principal in the crowd also narrowed his eyes into a slit.

Even though it looks like a small drop of water, if you look closely, you can see the densely packed ancient inscriptions flowing on the drop of water. The entire drop of water is in the shape of a teardrop, and it looks like a perfect work of art.

But it is dangerous. Once it is fired as a weapon, even third-generation species will be instantly pierced through the body.

And the violent thunder power contained in it will cause continuous damage.

The next moment everyone's expressions turned frightened.

raindrop,

No, there are more and more thunder liquids condensed from thunder and lightning.

Beowulf is surrounded by blazing white droplets, like stars emitting dazzling light, giving Beowulf an indescribable sense of sanctity.

But Fang Mingming looked as ferocious as a demon.

"You want to judge me? Classmate Lu Mingfei, I admire your courage. I know you are strong, but if you don't show your true self, you are not qualified to deal with me." Beowulf sneered hoarsely.

"Oh, you are very confident." Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The Beowulf family are the real dragon-slaying hunters. Lu Mingfei, although you defeated Odin and suppressed the Dragon King twins, they did not fight with all their strength. But I am different. I have completed the strengthening of my bloodline.

, my strength can be used 100% or even 200%. It can be said that with my current strength,

Ordinary second-generation seeds have no chance in my hands.

Lu Mingfei, show your true strength,

Let me see which Dragon King you are,

Let me know your name, I don't want to suck your blood without even knowing your name."

Beowulf's words are ferocious.

He walked slowly around Lu Mingfei, and with every step he took, the air around him trembled, as if his feet were on thick and tough concrete ground.

Driven by the crazy bloodthirsty desire in his heart, everything Beowulf saw turned into a dreamlike distortion, but only Lu Mingfei's body exuded a torch-like light, which firmly attracted Beowulf.

gaze.

This light made Beowulf so excited and so hungry.

"I've always heard that the Beowulf clan is a ferocious killer, but I don't think you have any special skills other than talking nonsense." Lu Mingfei picked his ears impatiently.

"You'll see it soon."

Beowulf's eyes calmed down.

As his thoughts burst out, the surrounding drops of blazing white thunder liquid all exploded towards Lu Mingfei.

A black flame as light as gauze suddenly rose in front of Lu Mingfei, which looked more like wisps of black smoke. However, it was this meager defense that offset the powerful impact of the thunder liquid.

There was only a muffled sound of bang bang bang, and the thunder liquid melted one after another, as if swallowed by black smoke.

Beowulf narrowed his eyes slightly, and the lightning wings behind him shook. His body was mixed into the lightning frenzy, and he shot towards Lu Mingfei rapidly.

The claws covered with thunder and lightning clasped hard on the black smoke gauze, and then tore it apart outwards.

With a click, and with a ripping sound like brocade, the tulle was completely torn open, revealing the harmless smiling face of the boy behind the tulle.

Before Beowulf could explode again, the pair of platinum-gold pupils shrank sharply.

A creepy aura suddenly rose from my heart.

Beowulf subconsciously tilted his face.

This action was completely subconscious and without warning. It was Beowulf's more than 100 years of combat experience that prompted him to make an emergency avoidance action.

This creepy aura told him that if he didn't hide, he would most likely die.

Immediately afterwards, the boy clenched his fist and smashed it towards Beowulf in an ordinary manner.

The speed of the fist seemed to be slow, but in fact it was as if time had been added to it. It was so fast that it pulled a twisted line in the void. By the time the fist hit was visible to the naked eye, it was actually already in front of the face.

Although Beowulf had predicted the evasive action in advance, he was still half a beat too slow, and his seemingly ordinary fist directly hit half of his face.

There was a bang and a muffled sound of shattering, and half of Beowulf's face was blown open.

You must know that his entire face is covered by a dragon's exoskeleton, and missiles can't even produce a crack on it, but now he was hit hard by the boy's ordinary punch.

And if Beowulf hadn't shrunk as fast as a tortoise, if this punch had really hit him, his whole head might have been exploded.

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The violent fist force burst out from the side of Beowulf's face, and then penetrated the thunder and lightning wave behind him like a broken bamboo, and blasted towards the end of the darkness, forming a huge spiral channel.

Gudong.

Everyone present couldn't help but swallowed when they saw this scene.

This punch was really so powerful that it felt like it was going all the way.

The teachers and students were shocked, and the image of Lu Mingfei's punch was completely in their minds.

Although Lu Mingfei had previously defeated Odin, who was suspected of being the Dragon King, when they arrived at the scene, they only saw Odin being killed.

This is just like swiping a credit card to buy a house in full. There seems to be no obvious feeling when the POSS machine dings, but if you take out the cash from the card and then pay, the feeling is obviously different.

This process gave everyone a new understanding of Lu Mingfei's personal strength, and the impact of that powerful strength was almost imprinted deep in their hearts.

The school directors were even more frightened and did not dare to speak.

They were as strong as Beowulf, and even with three violent attacks, they were still beaten to such miserable looks by the boy's mediocre blow. If Lu Mingfei had originally targeted them, he might have been able to kill them with just one little finger.

them.

Tsk tsk tsk.

It took a long time for the blasted thunder and lightning to gather together again.

The half of Beowulf's face that was blasted through began to repair quickly, and layers of granulation could be seen spreading rapidly, and it didn't take long for the face to return to its original state.

Lu Mingfei turned his fist and seemed a little regretful.

Beowulf's eyes flashed with madness, and bloodthirsty desire surged in his heart, which was the sequelae of violent bloodshed.

At this moment, his soul was sliding towards the abyss, and that violent and bloodthirsty emotion was always affecting him. In his eyes, Lu Mingfei seemed to have turned into an extremely delicious food. Beowulf licked his lips and thought

I can’t wait to devour Lu Mingfei.

With a bang, Beowulf shook his wings and fought towards Lu Mingfei again.

He already knew Lu Mingfei's terrifying power, so he was very fast, almost breaking his nerves into a straight line. This line would break at any time, but Beowulf didn't care, he just wanted to break on the line.

Lu Mingfei could be captured before.

Boom boom boom!

A horrifying shock wave surged around the two of them, and the world was cut into a black and white frenzy.

The dark ruins collapsed and rolled back layer by layer, exposing the deep rock blocks, and then were impacted again, turning into unfathomable ravines.

"Back, back, back! Back again!"

The teachers and students watching the battle from a distance also distanced themselves again with horrified expressions, for fear of being affected.

This is no longer a battle that they can intervene in. Strictly speaking, evacuating here as soon as possible at this time is a sign of not delaying.

The ensuing battle was extremely violent. From a distance, Beowulf looked like an angry God of Thunder. Every blow was accompanied by violent blazing white lightning. His dragon body expanded more and more during the battle, like a real dragon.

of pure blood dragons.

On the other hand, Lu Mingfei's movements were relatively gentle.
To be continued...