Chapter 315 Damn, I Am Nothing!

"What is it, Professor?"

Lu Wenwu signaled Snow not to wait for him, just leave first.

He himself walked towards Professor Yinyue, turning the Fire-Bathing Demonic Dragon Staff very flexibly in his hand.

The eyes with the canthus pattern on the front of the wand are scarlet, bringing out circles of cool fire element power, as if forming a miniature ring of resistance fire on his palm, which looks extremely cool.

Many students who walked slowly and wanted to see the excitement were attracted by this cool gesture and couldn't help but have their eyes gleaming.

As a result, the originally cheerful Second Prince Zijin suddenly turned dark again.

He made up his mind to find a way to be more cool than Lu Wenwu's magic wand spinning in a circle of fire, and to become the center of 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 wand and release it stably!

"Don't you all need lunch?"

Yinyue smiled and looked back at the students who were shouting at the door, and asked with a smile.

The originally gentle smile now looked strangely cold, making people shiver and shudder.

"Or, do you want to add an extra special physical training class? I can ask Professor Murphy for leave from the afternoon divination class on your behalf."

Add one more session of physical training?

No need to!

The melon-eaters who were watching the excitement ran away as fast as they could, as if undead creatures were 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 has a slow temper and does nothing in a hurry.

Although there is 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, Yinyue took a deep breath and snapped her fingers.

In an instant, the door to the classroom closed automatically, and all the curtains were closed at the same time, making the classroom dim and dark, with only the light of the magic lamp and the fire-dragon staff remaining.

"Mr. Tyrannosaurus."

Professor Yinyue's eyes suddenly became sharp, and there was a strange silver color in his pupils.

"I would like to ask, where did you get this powerful wand?"

His tone was a bit unkind, but Lu Wenwu still answered honestly: "Professor Wood helped me make it before school started, and I also helped with a little help."

"That's impossible! You're lying!"

Silver Moon's voice suddenly raised an octave, and the originally magnetic voice also changed, becoming a little rough, like the roar of some ancient creature.

His golden eyes glowing with silver stared into Lu Wenwu's eyes, as if they were about to spit out fire.

"The school has not obtained a pure-blood dragon corpse for at least fifty years, and there are no fire-attributed dragon materials left in the treasure troves of the two major colleges! Tell me, how did you obtain the dragon corpse?"

Speaking of this, Yinyue sniffed suddenly, and her expression suddenly changed.

His eyes suddenly turned into snake-like silver vertical pupils, and one after another hexagonal silver dragon scales appeared on his neck and face.

The front end of the gold-plated staff was pointed at Lu Wenwu's head, flashing with dangerous and blazing dragon's breath flames.

"I don't know how you deceived Wood, but you can't deceive me! This is a freshly hunted dragon, the smell of spinal nerves and reverse scales! Damn it, who are you! What is the purpose of sneaking into the academy!"

He roared, even his blond hair was flying, and he was completely angry.

At first, Isidro only thought that the person in front of him was a lucky guy who had picked up a wand made of dragon material.

Being lucky enough to pick up a powerful weapon that was lost after the death of an unknown strong man is not a rare thing in the continent of the gods.

Although the powerful dragon is rare for ordinary people to see, there are still traces of it.

After all these years, it is quite normal for the Dragon Bone Staff to remain in the world.

But what's unusual is that this staff is obviously newly refined.

It's still stained with that unique bloodline aura!

Judging by the dragon clan's unique method, the material for refining this staff turned out to be from an underage teenage dragon!

How could the silver dragon Isidro not be angry at this?

He was just a little reluctant at first and wanted to talk to the lucky boy in front of him and ask him to either change his class or use a different wand to attend his class.

But now, this is no longer a question of whether to go to class!

He dared to hunt down the most precious baby dragon, each of which was hard-won, and dig out its bones to make a wand!

Isidro was going crazy.

He had secretly sworn in his heart that if the bold and arrogant man in front of him didn't tell the truth, he would give up the good reputation he had accumulated in the human world for many years, and he would be hunted down by his colleagues in the entire school. The opponent was killed!

"Professor Yinyue, you are too nervous. Please relax and be calm and rational."

Lu Wenwu smiled at the angry Silver Dragon, put away his wand, and spread his hands to show that he had no ill intentions.

"Before talking about my incident, I would like to ask, I did not use the body material of the silver dragon to ask Professor Wood to refine the wand, why did you have such a big reaction? As far as I know, there are also differences between different dragon species. Not completely united?"

"How dare you say that with a smile! You devil who hunts baby dragons!"

Silver Dragon Isidro's left hand, which had completely transformed into a dragon claw, pressed down on Lu Wenwu's chest.

He pointed his magic wand forward with his right hand, almost touching Lu Wenwu's head.

Isidro didn't even realize that Lu Wenwu had discovered his identity, and 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 is behind you, otherwise I and other dragons will let you know the price of poaching young dragons!"

"You are wronging me, Mr. Silver Dragon."

Lu Wenwu spread his hands.

"I understand your feelings, but I did not hunt young dragons. This magic wand uses a part of my own body. Is there such a rule among dragons that 'you are not allowed to use your own body parts for alchemy'? If so, I'm sorry, I don't understand this very well."

"Damn it! You... What did you say!?"

Isidro's CPU was instantly overloaded when he heard this, and his mind was confused.

After ten seconds, he suddenly shouted, "Your body? What are you kidding me? Wait, do you know my identity!?"

"I haven't received a systematic education, but I'm thirsty for knowledge. During the time I came to school, I've been reading books in my spare time." Lu Wenwu spread his hands, "Goodell Rivera, a Silver Dragon Knight who was active eight hundred years ago, is written in the book."

"In this way, your identity is about to be revealed, isn't it? Or should I say that you never thought about hiding your identity, but I found it a little too quickly, right?"

Isidro did not refute Lu Wenwu's words.

He just frowned fiercely and looked into his eyes, as if he could see some lies in his eyes.

But, no.

Lu Wenwu said the truth, and he was sincere, so where did the lies come from?

"No, I don't believe it. There is not even a little bit of dragon smell in you."

Isidro said this, but he still relaxed unconsciously, pulled the wand away a little, and the raging anger was gradually reduced.

"Although the dragon's vitality is strong, in my opinion, pulling out a section of the spine and a section of the spinal cord is definitely a serious injury. This is one of the cores of the whole body second only to the brain and the heart."

"Not to mention a young adolescent dragon, even a strong black dragon, or even an ancient black dragon, needs to be cultivated for at least a hundred years to grow the missing part!"

"What about you? Why do you think you can grow it?"

"Me? Maybe I'm special."

Lu Wenwu laughed, and the huge wings of the Dark Yin Dragon suddenly popped out from behind, stretching as hard as possible.

Pieces of black and red scales with gold edges slowly covered his body, bursting out a powerful and strange burning fire.

Isidro only felt a surge of dragon power rushing towards him.

Then, there was a terrifying evil spirit like a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

He was confused again.

He swore that in his thousands of years of life, he had never felt a dragon with such a strong breath 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 an undead creature breed with a normal dragon?

This is bullshit!

Even a lich dragon can't do it!

"You, you, you."

Isidro grabbed his golden hair hard, his eyes changed again and again, and his voice was a little stuck.

"You are really a dragon. And it is such a pure and noble bloodline. Did you revive the ancient bloodline? This... This is simply too unbelievable!"

"I don't know, I grew up in the human world since I was conscious, and I didn't even realize that I seemed to be a dragon until a few years ago."

Lu Wenwu shrugged indifferently, transformed his right hand into a dragon claw, raised his hand and cut open his chest.

In Isidro's horrified eyes, he dug in his chest, pulled it hard, and a golden heart was taken out directly, and it was beating in his hand.

"You, you, you! What are you doing! You're crazy! You're crazy! Put it back quickly, there's still hope! I'll ask the vice president to use a life praise!"

Isidro was so scared that he was frantically casting recovery spells on Lu Wenwu, even speaking dragon language.

He even wanted to find Dean Netel immediately to cast the elf's unique life magic on him!

"Professor Calm, I'm fine, I'll grow back in a while."

Lu Wenwu smiled and comforted the greatly stimulated Professor Silver Dragon in dragon language, and even took out a crystal bottle to collect his own blood.

On the continent of the gods, dragon blood is already the top magic material.

It is said that after bathing in dragon blood, as long as you are lucky enough not to die, even mortals can be born with the talent of advancing to legend, and become geniuses from then on.

Ordinary dragons are like this, so his blood should be even more awesome, right?

Thinking so, he put the bottle mouth to the chest that was bleeding like a faucet, and collected a large bottle in a few seconds.

"If you're really worried, I can always put my mind at ease, right?" Lu Wenwu casually thrust the heart back into the chest.

With a wave of muscle movement, the blood scattered in the body was squeezed out, the aorta was reconnected, and the heart that was installed back began to supply blood again.

Lu Wenwu sealed the collected blood with a lid and casually placed it on the table next to him.

"Look, it's grown now, there's no danger at all."

"You you. You."

Isidro said "you" several times in a row, and felt that he was going crazy.

The dual worldviews of humans and dragons were collapsing.

After a long time, he finally numbly uttered: "Why are you so skilled?"

Lu Wenwu scratched his head awkwardly: "I found that the parts on my body could grow quickly, so I got used to it. Habit becomes nature."

What! ?

Often go to dig?

Combined with Lu Wenwu's previous statement that he grew up in the human world, plus some of his background that he knew, Isidro was stunned there.

He instantly imagined a tragic picture.

A young dragon that was born in human form for unknown reasons wandered alone in the human world, helpless.

No companions to play with, no parents or elders to care for, and no predecessors to teach.

In order to exchange for some food and money, he had to rely on cutting off his organs to sell, and even frequently sold dragon blood to make a living.

What on earth have I done!

I am simply 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 a strong, pure and noble bloodline, if it were not for frequently cutting off his organs and selling his blood, how could a young dragon become what it is now?

It is definitely because of these delays that it has led to stunted development!

What's the use of having huge magic power?

Which dragon clan does not have a magic reserve dozens of times that of humans?

Look at the magic aura in this human incarnation that is so weak that it is almost undetectable. Even a newly born young dragon is stronger than him!

Even the natural magic heart is broken!

What on earth did I just do!

I actually treated a young dragon with such a tragic life story with such an attitude!

Before he finished speaking, Isidro burst into tears with the crisp sound of the golden wand hitting the ground.

He punched himself in the heart twice, and he spurted out a mouthful of dragon blood.

Then he gave Lu Wenwu a strong hug, and the tough man burst into tears.

"Child! You have suffered as a dragon alone!"

"I am really a piece of shit!"

"I am even more hateful than those most unreasonable dwarves! A hundred times worse than those goblins who have no good or evil!"

"Don't worry, although I don't know what race you belong to, as long as I am alive, I will never let you suffer even the slightest grievance again!"

"This is not the life a dragon should live!"