Chapter 315: Damn it, I’m really nothing!
"What is it, Professor?"
Lu Wenwu signaled to Snow that he didn't need to wait for him and could just go first.
He walked towards Professor Yin Yue, twirling the Fire Dragon Staff in his hand very flexibly.
The eyes of the Jiaozi pattern on the front end of the magic wand are scarlet, bringing out circles of cool fire elemental power, as if forming a miniature fire-resistant ring on his palm, which looks extremely cool.
Many students who walked slowly and wanted to see the excitement were attracted by this cool posture and couldn't help but have their eyes shining.
So, the second prince Zijing, who was originally happy, suddenly turned gloomy again.
He made up his mind to come up with a cooler way to show off than Lu Wenwu's fire circle and magic wand spinning, so that he could become the focus of everyone's attention again.
From now on, I will go to bed half an hour later at night and study how to compress the elemental power at the front end of the magic wand and release it stably!
"Don't you all need lunch?"
Yin Yue turned around with a smile and looked at the students who were shouting at the door, and asked with a forced smile.
The originally gentle smile now seemed strangely cold, making people shiver and shudder.
"Or, would you like to take an extra physical training class? I can ask Professor Murphy for leave from the afternoon divination class on your behalf."
Add one more physical training session?
No need to do that!
The onlookers ran away as fast as the wind, as if there were undead creatures chasing them.
Only the silver skeleton was still strolling slowly, holding the fire element in his hand, and the two sides were communicating in a unique soul language.
He is slow-tempered and does things neither hurriedly nor slowly.
Although there was no evidence, Lu Wenwu believed that the fire element also looked at the "Resistance Fire Ring" in his hand and was very interested in it.
Seeing Lu Wenwu smiling, Yin Yue took a deep breath and snapped her fingers.
In an instant, the door of the classroom closed automatically and all the curtains were drawn at the same time, making the classroom dim. The only light left was the light of the magic lamp and the fire dragon wand.
"Mr. Tyrannosaurus."
Professor Yin Yue's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a strange silver color faintly appeared in his pupils.
"I'd like to ask, where did you get this powerful wand?"
His tone was a little unfriendly, but Lu Wenwu still answered honestly: "Professor Wood made it for me before school started, and I also helped a little."
"That's impossible! You're lying!"
Yin Yue's voice suddenly rose an octave, and her originally magnetic voice also changed, becoming a little rough, like the roar of some ancient creature.
His golden eyes, gleaming with silver light, stared at Lu Wenwu's eyes, as if they were about to spit out fire.
"The school hasn't obtained a pure-blooded dragon corpse in at least fifty years, and the treasuries of the two major academies don't even contain any fire-attributed dragon materials! Tell me, how did you obtain a dragon corpse?"
Having said that, Yin Yue sniffed suddenly, and her expression suddenly changed.
His eyes suddenly turned into silver, snake-like vertical pupils, and hexagonal silver dragon scales appeared on his neck and face.
The front end of the gilded staff was already pointing at Lu Wenwu's head, flashing with dangerous and blazing dragon's breath flames.
"I don't know how you fooled Wood, but you can't fool me! This is the smell of a freshly hunted dragon, the smell of spinal cord nerves and reverse scales! Damn it, who the hell are you! What's your purpose in sneaking into the academy?!"
He roared, even his golden hair was flying, he was completely furious.
At first, Isidro thought the man in front of him was just a lucky guy who had picked up a wand made of dragon material.
I was lucky enough to pick up a powerful weapon that was lost after the death of an unknown powerful person. This is not an uncommon thing on the Continent of Gods.
Although powerful dragons are rarely seen by ordinary people, there are still traces of them.
Over the years, it is quite normal for dragon bone staffs to remain in the world.
But what is abnormal is that this staff is obviously newly refined.
It is still stained with that unique scent of blood!
Judging by the unique method of the dragon clan, the material for refining this staff actually came from an adolescent dragon that had not yet reached adulthood!
How could the Silver Dragon Isidro not be angry?
At first he was just a little annoyed and wanted to talk to this lucky boy in front of him and ask him to either change classes or use a different wand to attend his class.
But now, it’s no longer a question of whether to attend class or not!
He actually dared to hunt down the most precious young dragons, each of which was hard to come by, and extract their tendons and bones to make a magic wand!
Isidro was going crazy.
He had secretly sworn in his heart that if this daring and arrogant man in front of him did not explain himself, he would kill him even if it meant sacrificing the good reputation he had accumulated in the human world for many years and even if it meant being hunted down by his colleagues throughout the school!
"Professor Yin Yue, you are too nervous. Relax a little and be calm and rational."
Lu Wenwu smiled at the furious Silver Dragon, put away his wand, and spread out his hands to indicate that he meant no harm.
"Before I get into my story, I'd like to ask you something. I didn't ask Professor Wood to forge a wand using any silver dragon's body material, so why did you react so strongly? As far as I know, different dragon species aren't completely united, are they?"
"How dare you say that with a smile! You dragon-hunting demon!"
The silver dragon Isidro's left hand, which had completely transformed into a dragon claw, suddenly pressed down on Lu Wenwu's chest.
He pointed his wand forward with his right hand, almost hitting Lu Wenwu on the head.
Isidro didn't even realize that Lu Wenwu had discovered his identity. He roared angrily, "I don't care how you deceived the principal and the Obelisk of Wisdom! But you can't escape my perception! Tell me who's behind you, or I and the other dragons will teach you the price of poaching dragonlets!"
"You are really wronging me, Mr. Silver Dragon."
Lu Wenwu spread his hands.
"I understand your feelings, but I certainly didn't hunt the baby dragon. This wand is made from a part of my own body. Is there a rule among dragons that 'you can't use your own body parts for alchemy'? If so, I apologize. I don't quite understand this."
"Damn it! W-What did you say!?"
When Isidro heard this suddenly, his CPU was instantly overloaded and his mind was confused.
After a full ten seconds, he suddenly yelled, "Your body? What are you kidding me about? Wait, do you know my identity?!"
"I haven't received a systematic education, but I'm thirsty for knowledge. During my time at school, I've been reading in my free time." Lu Wenwu spread his hands. "Goodall Rivera, a Silver Dragon Knight who was active eight hundred years ago, is mentioned in the book."
"So, your identity is obvious, isn't it? Or should I say you never intended to hide your identity at all, it's just that I discovered it a little too quickly, right?"
Isidro did not refute Lu Wenwu's words.
He just frowned fiercely and looked directly into the other person's eyes, as if he could see some lies in the look.
But, no.
Lu Wenwu spoke the truth and was sincere, so where did the lies come from?
"No, I absolutely do not believe that there is not even a trace of dragon smell in you."
Isidro said this, but he relaxed unconsciously, pulled his wand a little distance away, and his rage gradually subsided.
"Although dragons have strong vitality, in my opinion, removing a section of vertebrae and spinal cord nerves is definitely a serious injury. This is one of the core organs of the body, second only to the brain and heart."
"Let alone a young, immature dragon, even a mature black dragon known for its physique, or even an ancient black dragon, would need at least a hundred years of training to grow the missing part!"
"What about you? Why do you deserve that?"
"Me? Maybe I'm special."
Lu Wenwu laughed, and the huge wings of the Dark Yin Dragon suddenly popped out from behind him and stretched out as much as possible.
Pieces of black and red scales with gold edges slowly covered his body, emitting a powerful and strange scorching flame.
Isidro only felt a surge of dragon power rushing towards him.
Then, a terrifying evil aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood washed over.
He was confused again.
He swore that in his thousands of years of life, he had never felt a dragon with such a strong aura of death and fire.
Could it be a variant of the black dragon and the undead dragon?
But how the hell is this possible?
How can undead creatures reproduce with normal dragons?
This is bullshit!
Even the Lich Dragon can't do it!
“You you you you.”
Isidro clutched his golden hair hard, his eyes shifted again and again, and his voice was a little stagnant.
"You truly are a dragon. And you possess such pure and noble blood. Could it be that you have revived the ancient bloodline? Could it be that you have revived the ancient bloodline? This... This is simply too unbelievable!"
"I don't know. I grew up in the human world since I was conscious. I didn't even realize I was a dragon until a few years ago."
Lu Wenwu shrugged indifferently, transformed his right hand into a dragon claw, and raised his hand to cut open his chest.
Under Isidro's horrified eyes, he rummaged in his chest and pulled it hard, and a golden heart was taken out. It was beating in his hand.
"You, you, you! What are you doing! Are you crazy? Are you crazy? Let him go! There's still hope! I'll ask the Vice President to give him a life tribute!"
Isidro was almost terrified. He was at a loss and frantically cast recovery spells on Lu Wenwu, even speaking dragon language.
He even had to go to Dean Nettle immediately to cast the elves' unique life magic on him!
"Professor Calm, I'm fine. It will grow back in a little while."
Lu Wenwu smiled and comforted the extremely stimulated Professor Silver Dragon in dragon language. He even had the leisure to take out a crystal bottle to collect his own blood.
On the Continent of Gods, dragon blood has become the most advanced magical material.
It is said that after bathing in dragon blood, even mortals, as long as they are lucky enough to survive, can be born with the talent to advance to a legendary level and become geniuses.
If ordinary dragons are like this, then my blood should be even more powerful, right?
As he thought about this, he pointed the bottle mouth at his chest which was bleeding like a faucet, and within a few seconds he had collected a large bottle of blood.
"If you're really worried, it's okay for me to be relieved, right?" Lu Wenwu casually stabbed the heart back into his chest.
With a burst of muscle wriggling, the scattered blood in the body was squeezed out, the aorta was reconnected, and the reinstalled heart began to supply blood again.
Lu Wenwu sealed the collected blood with a lid and placed it on the table next to him.
"Look, it's healed now. There's no danger at all."
"You, you, you."
Isidro said "you" several times in a row, and felt like he was going crazy.
The dual worldviews of humans and dragons are collapsing.
After a long while, he finally uttered a sentence numbly: "Why are you so skilled?"
Lu Wenwu scratched his head awkwardly. "I discovered that my body parts grew back quickly, so I got used to it. It becomes second nature after all."
What!?
Do you go there often?
Considering what Lu Wenwu had said before about growing up in the human world, and what he knew about his background, Isidro was stunned.
He instantly imagined a tragic scene.
A young dragon that has been in human form since birth for unknown reasons is wandering alone in the human world, with no one to rely on.
There are no playmates, no parents or elders to care for them, and no guidance from seniors.
In order to exchange for some food and money, they had to rely on cutting off their own organs to sell, and even regularly sold dragon blood to make a living.
What on earth have I done!
I'm such a beast!
I really deserve to die!
Dragon God, I, Isidro, am simply a sinful dragon of the dragon clan. I actually killed a young dragon struggling to survive in human society like this!
With such powerful, pure and noble bloodline, how could a teenage dragon become what it is today if it didn't frequently cut off its own organs and sell its own blood?
It is definitely because of these delays that the developmental problems have occurred!
What’s the use of having huge magic power?
Which dragon doesn't have a magical reserve dozens of times greater than that of humans?
Look at the almost undetectable magical aura in this human incarnation. Even a newborn dragon is stronger than him!
Even the innate magical heart was broken!
What on earth did I just do!
I actually treated a young dragon with a tragic life story in that kind of attitude!
Before he finished speaking, Isidro burst into tears as the golden wand fell to the ground.
He punched himself in the heart twice, causing him to spit out a mouthful of dragon blood.
Then he gave Lu Wenwu a tight hug, and the tough guy burst into tears.
"Kid! You've suffered so much alone!"
"I'm such a piece of shit!"
"I am even more hateful than the most unreasonable dwarves! A hundred times worse than those goblins who have no sense of good or evil!"
"Don't worry. Although I don't know what race you belong to, as long as I'm alive, I will never let you suffer even the slightest injustice again!"
"This is not the life of a dragon!"
(End of this chapter)
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