Chapter 338 A new unrestricted field! Ten Dragons, Elephants and Turtles

United States of Tagos, Meji Mansion.

At night, on the elevated expressway leading from King District to Bucklin District, a black stretched car that has exceeded the speed limit of 120 km/h on the expressway swerved left and right like a phantom in the lights of the traffic, tearing apart.

The night breeze on the elevated road keeps overtaking the cars on the road one after another.

Along the way, some veteran drivers were dissatisfied and tried to fight with this black car.

It's just that often when veteran drivers press the accelerator with gritted teeth, the only thing left in front of them is the elongated red taillight like a will-o'-the-wisp, which has disappeared into the night of the viaduct. They don't even see the last number of the other party's license plate clearly.

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However, inside this attractive black limousine, there was an eerie silence at the moment.

The eyes of the old man and the blond woman in the back seat were focused on the shattered tempered glass door of the gymnasium on the surveillance screen on the LCD screen in the car.

almost subconsciously,

The two of them could not help but recall the unbelievable scene of the stadium's glass door being hit head-on by an armored vehicle charging at full speed, like a landslide and a tsunami, and the figure that smashed in along with the glass fragments.

"Strength ability user."

Finally, after gradually coming back to his senses, the old man showed a thoughtful look on his face, looked at Bernice, the student union president in front of the co-pilot, and asked, "You just said that he is a student of our school. Can you check it?"

Did you get any relevant information about him?”

In fact, as early as when the two of them were fighting, Bernice's brain, which was comparable to a computer, quickly retrieved the information of various power users in the two elite organizations of "Student Union" and "Brotherhood".

But she couldn't find any information that matched the person wearing the bat mask in front of her, and could only find a few candidates with relatively high overlap.

However, no matter how much the black-haired girl Bernice thought about the information on those with relatively high overlapping power systems, she really couldn't imagine that anyone could block such a vicious power thug and knock him away with just one move!

At this time, after hearing Principal Dalton's inquiry, Bernice shook her head gently, "The other party uses the school's unified sword and comes forward at this time. Logically speaking, he should be a student of our school.

It’s just that there are no strength-based ability users found in the ‘Student Council’ and ‘Brotherhood’ who can achieve ‘this level’.”

Bernice paused at the end.

The old man knew why this black-haired girl, who had always been calm and rational, paused.

Because she was thinking about her words, the "this level" in Bernice's words was far from being as simple as it sounded.

You know, even Gaia Solomon, the president of the fraternity, the third deputy captain of the college self-defense force, and the second heir of the talented Solomon family, is destined to be in the Stafford Private Great Sword Academy in the future.

A man who left a mark in school history.

In front of tonight's invading thugs who were armed with iron rods wrapped with spikes, both their skills and strength were far behind.

But Gaia Solomon is already the undoubted leader in the Stafford Private Great Sword Academy. Except for a few geniuses, it is difficult to find a more outstanding young man than him.

Doesn't that mean that the unknown student is even more outstanding than Gaia Solomon?

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but look at Bernice, the black-haired girl in the row in front of him, and asked slowly, "You just mentioned the 'Student Union' and the 'Brotherhood', but what about the 'Mithril Society'?"

"Feel sorry."

Bernice shook her head, "The membership file of the Mithril Club is a high-authority file specially designed for you. Except for the president of the Mithril Club, only you have the permission to view it. If necessary, you can view it when you arrive at the academy.

Can you authorize me to search again."

"Oh, I almost forgot about that." The old man apologized and patted his forehead.

Although the Stafford Private Great Sword Academy advocates fair competition among the three student organizations, due to some special historical reasons, the Mithril Society, which has a history almost as long as the founding of the school, still has a somewhat special status within the academy.

This can be seen from the fact that almost all principals ascend from the position of president of the Mithril Society.

Just at this moment,

A cell phone rang in the car.

The black-haired girl quickly took out the old man's cell phone, looked down at the caller, and said softly, "It's Congressman Kenneth's call. Do you need to connect it?"

"Give it to me and I'll pick it up."

"good."

The mobile phone with the screen lit up and the incoming call was handed to the old man. The old man pressed the connect button and said in an unhurried voice, "Aren't you arranged to go to the airport to receive the big shots coming to Beijing? How can you have the time to give it at this time?

I call."

Congressman Kenneth on the other end of the phone did not answer the old man's opening question, but asked directly:

"Where are you now?"

The old man turned his head and glanced at the rapidly reversing overhead street lights outside the car window, and said without thinking, "I'm on the expressway in Bucklin."

"That's good, you should be one step ahead of them."

"them?"

"Well, people from Beijing go to your academy."

The conversation was silent for a while, and the old man frowned and said, "What are they doing there?"

"Destroy the rebels?"

Senator Kenneth on the other end of the phone said.

"But that's just a group of pirates." The old man said.

"Are you sure?" Senator Kenneth asked.

The old man subconsciously pictured a muscular man wearing leather pants and carrying a chain-thorn iron rod in his hand, with a stubble on his face.

There was a moment of silence.

Councilor Kenneth ignored the old man's silence and continued, "It won't be an outing for the big shots in Beijing to go to your Lakeside College. If there is a problem, I hope you can solve it before they arrive. If there is no problem,

, you still have to solve it before they arrive."

"You should know that if those people fall into the hands of the Adjudication Division, we will not have the final say whether there will be any problems at that time."

The old man couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and looked at the blond woman of the Solomon family beside him, and then his eyes fell on the car's LCD monitor screen.

Looking at the shattered gym door and the figure wearing a bat mask chasing after him, the sound of fighting and the flash of firelight could be felt across the screen, and the wrinkles on the old man's brow relaxed slightly.

"If that's the case, then I think the academy will have already solved it without waiting for me!"

without warning,

The old man's last words were interrupted by himself!

His body suddenly leaned forward, staring blankly at the monitor screen on the LCD screen.

Delia Solomon, the blond woman sitting aside and always watching the surveillance screen, was also slightly stunned, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"What's wrong?"

Senator Kenneth asked on the other end of the phone.

There was no answer for a long time.

Stafford Private Great Sword Academy.

In front of the stadium.

In just ten seconds, under the dumbfounded gazes of countless pirates and Stafford private swordsmen who were hiding in the gymnasium to defend themselves from foreign enemies.

The pirate thug who had just flown upside down into the gymnasium like a rag doll along with the broken glass door into countless pieces, now turned into a black shadow and bowed out again from the hollow of the broken glass door, and immediately flew out heavily.

He dropped on one knee in front of the stadium door.

Boom!

The iron bar with spikes in Negan's hand suddenly smashed vertically into the ground. As it slid out along the ground, it pulled out a strip of white bricks in the square in front of the gymnasium. The floor tiles flew, and white lime splashed.

The long dragon also left a long and deep ravine.

At the other end of the elongated ravine, the man whose swords had just been shattered still wore a black bat mask on his face, and walked out slowly with a silver-white mixed metal baseball bat he found somewhere in the gym.

But at this moment, everyone's attention quickly shifted from Higashinohara to Negan, who was half-kneeling on the ground holding a chain-thorn iron bar in his hand.

Inexplicably, everyone vaguely felt that the aura of this terrifying pirate thug had undergone some huge changes that were visible to the naked eye.

It was like a mountain peak that had been cut off in half and suddenly jumped up into the clouds out of thin air.

It's a bit difficult to look up at.

"Eighth level. It's the eighth level!"

In front of the gymnasium, Gaia's chest and ribs were shattered, and his body was a bloody mess. Solomon's face suddenly turned pale after a brief moment of excitement.

Under such circumstances, seeing this thug at the peak of Level 7 and Level 5 advance to Level 8 with your own eyes is obviously not good news for the people of Stafford Private Great Sword Academy.

Higashinohara also frowned and stared at the other party.

Advanced?

He knew that in critical moments of life and death, there were people who could break through the bottleneck, but those were only the lucky few with a big heart.

For example, himself.

But this was the first time that Higashinohara saw someone actually making a step forward while struggling to death in his own hands, completing the promotion from the peak of the seventh level to the eighth level.
To be continued...