69novels Chapter 145 The principal hasn't laughed like that in a long time.
Chapter 145 The principal hasn't laughed like that in a long time.
Chapter 145 The principal hasn't laughed like that in a long time.
Angers wandered around in this chaos, without even needing to activate Time Zero... well, he would occasionally.
He simply kept shifting positions, gently transferring what others most wanted to be attributed to him to others.
He was like a high-level player in a strategy game, rearranging the positions of everyone in the room.
These people are like castles built of building blocks; all he needs to do is give them a gentle push.
To be honest, we should keep this activity going; it's quite fun to do with the students.
Just then, a student tried to throw something onto the ground in front of him. It was probably something made of alchemy, because the vice principal was sitting on the judges' panel nodding.
Unfortunately, Angers reached for a wine glass, caught it with great flair, and then tossed it away with a flourish, causing it to land in the densest part of the pursuing group.
The feet of the people in the front row were instantly stuck to the ground, and the people in the back row couldn't stop in time and crashed into each other.
Some even tried to bind Angers with words of magic.
As soon as the chanting began, Angers had already retreated behind him, and with a simple tap on her back, the chains of air bound him, and unexpectedly, a boy was also tied to her.
The pretty young girl was so angry she turned red; she had just been fantasizing about drowning in Lu Mingfei's giant hamlet.
The one who was truly useful was Wang Xuan's attendant.
Once the range was expanded, the physical fitness of the people nearby was noticeably improved; they had more explosive power, faster steps, and more ruthless grabbing movements.
For a moment, the encirclement did indeed shrink.
Chu Zihang's speed also increased.
On stage, with the help of his classmates, he made three consecutive incisions, his hand almost touching Angers' shoulder.
But every time, Angers seemed to know in advance which direction he would come in from, just like Lu Mingfei.
Until the very last time, when Angers reached out and touched his forehead, he could see the pure smile on the flamboyant old man's face, like someone who had thoroughly enjoyed playing a video game.
The next instant, Chu Zihang lost his balance and landed directly in the gel that a classmate had started.
The principal was an honest man; he threw him into this kind of thing.
Just as he was slowly falling into the gel, two figures, one in black and one in white and gold, rushed out from his side, their target the principal!
They're here! Susie and Zero!
The two were locked in a fierce competition, each trying to win over Lu Mingfei's... promise!
Zero's Word of Power, or rather, his ability, is the Mirror Eye, which can be called the Eye of God.
Why do I say this? It can be explained in a very simple way: the Sharingan.
However, it's Kakashi's version.
The good news is that they won't be draining their chakra too quickly; the bad news is that they don't have any chakra here.
In short, if such an overpowered ability is brought to school, then it's definitely not acceptable to say that one's Word of Power is Mirror Eye.
As a result, a short, brother-obsessed guy added a little something to Zero's character card, seemingly as a gift for his beloved older brother.
So now, her power of words is "in an instant, at 32 times speed".
Lu Mingfei had always thought that the name Silverwing Society was just a name with an accent, which was of course because he was too deeply poisoned by the distorted Three Kingdoms.
But those who know what kind of spiritual power is recorded in the Zero Identity document all know what the words "Silver Wing" represent.
That was the strongest man in history, known for his instantaneous power, Viscount Charlotte of the Camarilla, who swept across the European continent under the name "Silver Wing".
He was also one of Angers' teachers.
In an instant, the user's speed increases exponentially by powers of 2. Unlike time zero, where the world slows down, an instant is simply an acceleration.
Therefore, the user of a technique must pre-plan their actions before using it.
The moment it is activated, time flies by rapidly, and the user experiences everything in an instant, arriving at the result of the action.
Yes, just like the Crimson King who cannot skip the process and leap through time.
Of course, Angers hadn't seen Golden Wind and didn't know about Crimson King.
But he is very familiar with the word "kṣaṇa" and its current usage.
Zero's hand left afterimages, blooming in the air like a lily. In just a moment, six gunshots were compressed into one, sealing off Angers' space to move.
Angers has truly reached time zero this time.
Because in an instant, if he were still as carefree as before, he would definitely be pinned to the ground and taught a lesson in front of the entire school by two swords and a gun.
The six tricky shooting angles were not very useful because the bullets slowed down in the air, leaving a ten-second gap between them and him.
Do Susie and Zero know about this? Of course they do.
So when the first shot rang out, Susie's twin swords had already skimmed up from the ground.
She stood in a spot with a good view and angle, her hands seemingly stabilizing a compass.
Once the Sword Control was activated, the two double-edged swords became her extensions, drawing straight lines, zigzag lines, and straight lines again under the Sword Control's manipulation, just like being drawn with a ruler.
Because zero is the one that moves.
In an instant, her movement was continuous, as if she had compressed her running into a few short bursts.
It would be pointless for her not to attack Angers with a gun.
The gun's rate of fire and reload speed have their limits, and the bullet's trajectory is fixed. Once the principal fires the gun, he only needs to take two steps to dodge.
The real killing move is the double-edged sword.
Susie kept handing the sword to Zero.
The method is simple: every time Zero changes position and reaches out, the sword is already in her palm.
She didn't need to turn around to confirm, nor did she need to see where Susie was. Once she got them, she got them, as if these two swords were meant to be there.
Then zero throw.
Every exertion of her strength was complete and perfect.
Shoulder, elbow, and wrist move in unison, and the sword flies in a straight line the moment it leaves the hand, with a tricky trajectory and a vicious angle.
Unfortunately, Angers could only turn to the side and missed.
Not only that, he was walking towards Susie's location.
Susie simply stood still, showing no intention of running away, because she had to deliver the sword to Zero and didn't have time to move.
All she needed to do was trust that Zero would naturally protect her.
Because zero can indeed do it.
Zero turned and raised his hand in an instant, firing a shot with his revolver low to the ground just before Angers was about to step into.
Angers paused for a moment, then instantly changed position and continued strolling leisurely toward Susie.
But zero is not allowed.
She cut across Angers' direction of movement, inserting herself directly between him and Susie. The revolver fired again, but this time the gun was not aimed at Angers, but at the path he was taking to get closer to Susie.
So Angers shifted his shoulder and took another step back.
Taking advantage of this brief opening, Zero swung his arm.
A double-edged sword flew out, straight and clean, its speed overwhelming the echo of the gunshot.
Angers raised his hand, his fingertips touching the side of the sword's spine. The sword deflected by half an inch, grazing his sleeve and embedding itself in a wooden pillar beside the platform.
The next second, Susie twisted her wrist.
The sword trembled inside the wooden pillar, then drew itself out and flew back.
Zero was already on her way. She ran ahead towards the direction of the return, stretched out her hand, and grasped the sword hilt as soon as it reached her.
At the same time, a second sword flew from Susie's side.
The action of catching the sword and turning around were the same. As soon as she took a step and twisted her waist, she threw the first sword away before she could get the second one.
Angers began to activate Time Zero with a serious attitude, creating a gap of several seconds between the longsword and him.
Susie and Zero's continuous fast-paced attacks were extremely tight and airtight, so Zero only needed to maintain a continuous burst of speed at 64x to get him serious.
Each time he dodged, he moved very small, only half a step, not even a full step.
Because if he leaves his original position, Zero will be able to quickly move between him and Susie and block the line.
Gunshots rang out every few days, always landing ahead of time, never allowing him to move an inch further, keeping Angers confined to that small area in front of the stage.
Although he could still laugh, he could no longer move around as freely as before.
Zero is like a warrior wielding a spear and a shield. He takes a step forward, and the shield formed by his spear forces him to retreat, while his double-edged sword thrusts at him like a spear.
But once he gets used to the rhythm, he will immediately switch between offense and defense.
For example, right now.
The longsword was stuck in front of him. Angers turned to the side and tilted his head, letting the hot bullet whiz past his eyes.
Then the real killing blow came from the longsword, which should have been aimed directly at his torso, where he had no way to avoid it.
Unfortunately, in an instant, the longsword that should have been swift and struck him slowed down.
Angers looked at the cracked but meticulously maintained hilt of the sword and smiled, as if to say, "There's still a second between you and me."
He took a step, and a second later, the sword grazed past his clothes without tearing them.
At the same time, the longsword stuck in the ground trembled, flew up, and made a beautiful zigzag motion before landing in Zero's hand.
In a matter of seconds, the alternation between sword and gun kept the rhythm extremely tight.
It has to be said that this is Angers' only embarrassing moment since the start of the event, and the only time they have been brought under control.
Even so, his condition was clearly much better than Zero's and Susie's.
At this moment, Zero's breathing began to become rapid, bursting out in segments. Each pause in his body was heavier, and the sound of gravel being crushed could be heard when his feet touched the ground.
Susie stood still, her fingers raised, her knuckles taut and white.
Forcibly manipulating the sword that had been thrown by Zero back into place was too exhausting for her; now she had to save all her strength for that final move.
Zero also understood what Susie was waiting for.
She gripped the revolver, raised the muzzle, and just as Angers was ready, the gun slipped from her hand.
It wasn't a throw, it just landed, because Zero raised his hand.
A barrage of red, raindrop-like bullets flew into the sky from her fingertips. Don't ask why; it's all thanks to Friga's technology.
Even if bullets could easily shatter windows, even if someone was stabbed with a long knife, even if it was a rocket or a fragmentation grenade, the students who had a day of freedom still managed to achieve zero casualties.
This is Friga, Alchemy Tech, kid.
The one who was most seriously injured last time was Caesar, who was the first leader for almost half a month.
Susie retracted her fingers.
Those bullets seemed to be connected to her fingers, manipulated by her like puppets.
Then the scattered trajectory suddenly became regular, and then, like the wind, it spread out and became as vast as a net, narrowing Angers's shifting route.
This forced Angers to slow his pace for a very brief moment.
It was in that very moment.
Susie handed over the double-edged sword.
The sword hilt fell into Zero's palm almost without pause.
Zero pulled his arms back to their limit, his shoulders, waist, and legs tensed up at the same time, and his toes left a clear indentation on the gravel.
Her movements can only be described as perfect, not beautiful or graceful; they can only be described as flawless.
She was so perfect that any sculptor who saw her exerting force would only marvel at the arrival of a goddess of beauty, and would then smash every sculpture he had ever created.
There's no need to change positions or prepare for a second throw, because this is the end.
Seventh-order instant, 128x speed.
Zero-power throw.
The longsword in her hand transformed into a straight white arc, slicing past the edge of the lamp stand and taking a sliver of metal with it, heading straight for Angers' chest.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the sword.
Angers' full-speed start time is zero.
He did indeed dodge it.
The movements were clean and the positioning precise, almost as if the sword was known in advance as to where it would come from and where it would go.
However, when he made the final switch, his coat hem was a beat too slow. The sword blade grazed the edge of his coat, tearing a gash in the fabric and leaving a thin wound on the skin of his ribs.
The blood didn't spurt out.
It only seeped out in thin strands, running a little bit down the thin line, before being quickly dried by the wind, like a reluctant red footnote.
Angers glanced down, and when he looked up again, his expression was noticeably more serious, but his smile deepened.
The moment the ground hit the ground, my shoulders slumped, my fingers opened and then clenched, but I could only breathe.
Susie lowered her hand slightly, her breathing becoming much faster than before, but she didn't turn around. She looked at Angers with a steady gaze.
This isn't exactly fighting to the death, but it is indeed going all out without aiming to cause serious injury, just like Angers.
He simply smiled calmly, revealing four words with composure.
The victor is king, the loser is villain.