It's just that the output intensity of the two is completely disproportionate.

Beowulf often roars and attacks wildly, and only one of his attacks may hit Lu Mingfei, and as long as Lu Mingfei throws a punch, it will definitely hit him critically.

Beowulf let out a ferocious dragon roar, but it sounded more like a painful roar from being beaten.

His iron face looks ferocious, but in fact he has a kind of twisted collapse.

Yes, he is about to collapse.

In this battle, he took a dozen or twenty punches from Lu Mingfei. Even his highly dragon-transformed body was completely unable to withstand it. At this moment, there was severe pain all over his body and was covered with cracks. He was almost about to be punched by Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei burst into tears.

If this continues, he will be completely broken in two minutes at most, and by then he will have no chance to make a comeback.

It's time to break out!

It's time for the world to see Beowulf's ultimate power!

Rumble!

With Beowulf as the center, the blazing white thunder wave violently compressed and rotated, and immediately turned into a thunder sun with a diameter of ten meters.

The void twisted violently, and spiral-textured folds and ripples burst out from the Thunder Sun, filled with a terrifying sense of tearing.

Teachers and students' scalps were numb.

From this little sun condensed with thunder, they felt crazy energy fluctuations. Once it exploded, its effect would be comparable to that of a small nuclear bomb.

"Damn, this old bastard is crazy! He's crazy! He's going to die, and he's dragging everyone in the college to be buried with him!"

Frost's face looked extremely ugly.

He never expected that Beowulf would go to such an extreme.

Obviously on the way to the academy, they agreed to form an offensive and defensive alliance, advance and retreat together, and must capture the Dragon King twins and Lu Mingfei, the S-class.

But I never intended to use such an extreme method.

Now Beowulf is completely crazy and wants to self-explode this terrible secret skill of speaking spirits.

Frost immediately looked around. He wanted to see if Caesar was here and wanted the sole heir of the family to evacuate immediately.

Although this delay may lead to Frost's complete death here, it seems that he has no choice.

Although he is mean, he has dedicated his life to his family, not to himself.

Angers eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew that this was the sequelae of the violent bloodshed. The bloodthirsty and manic mood was deeply affecting Beowulf and would drag him into the abyss at any time.

But Angers has confidence in Lu Mingfei.

This boy has been calm from beginning to end, and he has been silently guarding this ruined college, so Ange believes that Lu Mingfei will handle all this and not bring Cassel into a crisis of destruction.

Beowulf's eyes were crazy and ferocious. He took a step forward, as if throwing a shot put in his hand. The blazing white thunder sun behind him instantly covered Lu Mingfei with this throw.

The pale white light was like a wave of shadows, completely engulfing the boy.

Beowulf sneered in his heart, this was his most powerful attack, even an ordinary second generation would not be able to survive this attack.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Of course, Beowulf would not be so naive as to think that he could completely kill Lu Mingfei.

After all, in the previous battle, he had already felt the opponent's terrifying bloodline strength. Even if his current strength was not at the Dragon King level, he was probably not far away from the Dragon King level.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to kill Lu Mingfei with just this one blow.

Beowulf didn't intend to kill the boy with one blow, because he also planned to drink the dragon's blood from him.

Not only does he have to enjoy it, but everyone in the Beowulf family can also receive this gift.

He wants people in the mixed-race world to know that the Beowulf family represents absolute authority and majesty, which cannot be shaken by anyone or any dragon.

"Hey, old man, now is not the time to be in a daze."

However, just when Beowulf was about to reap the spoils of war, a sneer came from the blazing white light group.

Only then did Beowulf discover that the Sun of Thunder, which should have been completely detonated, did not explode, but instead calmed down strangely.

The blazing white thunder water swayed slightly, and Lu Mingfei's figure slowly walked out.

Looking carefully, the terrifying power of thunder poured into his body, but there was no impact.

He is actually absorbing the power of thunder!

"You, how did you..."

Beowulf murmured dumbly, he was completely desperate.

He really couldn't figure out why Lu Mingfei was not affected by the Thunder Sun. This was obviously his strongest attack!

Why! Why is this happening!

Beowulf couldn't understand all this. This scene had such a great impact on him that not only caused his mentality to collapse, but his body, which was already full of scars, cracked widely again, and it looked like he was about to collapse with it.

"Old thing, it's time to end this. Eriyi is still waiting for me to go back."

Lu Mingfei stepped forward.

He reached out his hand nonchalantly and grabbed Beowulf's neck.
Chapter completed!