Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

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The dance troupe's floor did indeed have a faint odor.

“We pay attention to personal hygiene…” Isabel hesitated, indirectly answering Caesar’s question.

"I will immediately begin preparations for the renovation of the dance troupe's rehearsal room." Caesar waved his hand dismissively, for problems that could be solved with money were not problems at all.

Inside the Black Hawk helicopter, chaos still reigned, with everyone racing off-topic about a topic that had gone completely off track.

Caesar was actually quite interested in the conversation on the other end of the phone, after all, he was a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), but he had more important things to do now.

"You're Gao Kui, the prince of Northern Qi, right? You want to form a cosplay group at the university with yourself as the center and all the other members being beautiful girls, right?" Caesar said into his phone.

Gao Kui's attention was drawn back from the other side of the world, and he took the phone from Finger's hand: "What do you mean?"

"The school won't play along with your nonsense. Besides, the school does have an anime club, but they don't hold cosplay events very often, and half of the members are male."

Caesar first listed the various difficulties Gao Kui would face in realizing his dream, and then said, "But I can support you."

All expenses, including personnel, venue, costumes, and daily maintenance and operation, will be paid by me. You can choose your favorite female students from within the Kassel College and invite them to join your cosplay group.

Even the student council's dance troupe is no exception; as long as they're willing to join your cosplay group, I won't be an obstacle.

"So, Gul'dan, what's the price?" Gao Kui blurted out this classic line from World of Warcraft before Chen Motong could finish.

"Have a match with me, and if you win, you can have everything you want." Compared to inviting Gao Kui to join the student council, Caesar still wanted to defeat him.

"When and where?"

"Right now, right here."

“We have just won a day of freedom…” Isabella advised Caesar against it, not thinking it was a good idea for him to challenge the prince of Northern Qi to a duel.

If Caesar loses, it will be a huge blow to the reputation the student council has gained with a victory, which will seriously affect the student council's recruitment efforts.

"So what?"

Caesar stood tall and proud, his deep gaze fixed on the Black Hawk helicopter: "I won't say I will never lose. Principal Angers' assessment of the Northern Qi prince's bloodline as Super A or even S must have a basis and reason."

But failure is never terrible; what is terrible is losing the courage to face enemies, challenge the strong, and rise again after failure.

This embodies the spirit of legendary dragon slayers throughout history. Furthermore, I might not necessarily lose.

"I didn't expect you to be so generous..." Gao Kui rubbed his hands together, feeling excited at the thought of soon getting a group of beautiful female cosplayers centered around him.

Professor Guderian was equally excited, his voice trembling: "Land immediately, quickly! I can't wait to see my student defeat Caesar..."

No one was more pleased than Guderian to see Gao Kui thwart that spoiled young master; Gao Kui's achievements would determine whether he could be awarded a tenured professorship.

Defeating Caesar would be a wonderful start to Gao Kui's university life.

Most importantly, Guderian believed that Gao Kui, who had trained for two months with the aid of the power of the Nine Dragons, was indeed stronger than Caesar.

“There’s no need for that,” Gao Kui said.

"What?" Professor Guderian was stunned.

Gao Kui took Longinus to the cabin door and kicked it open. A strong gust of air rushed into the cabin from the wide-open door, making everyone squint.

Gao Kui, holding Longinus, turned to face the people in the cabin, spreading his arms like Jesus on the cross: "I say, there is no need to land."

Chen Motong and the others suddenly realized what Gao Kui was going to do: Two months ago at Zuohai Park, Gao Kui complained that Angers' way of arriving by helicopter was indeed very fashionable, but it was a pity that the more conventional way of landing was not cool enough.

With Longinus in hand, Gao Kui could indeed land in a cooler and more stylish way.

Chapter 101 We Cherish Each Other and Can't Help Our Feelings

With his legs slightly bent, Gao Kui gracefully performed a backflip and leaped out of the cabin, arms outstretched, head down and feet up, like a jumper falling from the sky, heading straight for the ground.

As the setting sun cast its last rays and a fierce wind swept through, Gao Kui's rapidly falling robes fluttered wildly in the wind. Yet, his face, facing the earth, remained completely unaffected by the gale and air resistance, his posture unchanged from beginning to end.

Because he thought it looked cool, everything that defied the laws of physics happened.

“That’s probably the coolest backflip I’ve ever seen,” Fingel said.

"Gao Kui probably thought the same thing."

Chen Motong also felt that Gao Kui was indeed quite handsome just now: "So next time you might see him jump from an even higher height."

Pretending to be cool can be addictive.

"Quick, quick, find the air cushion... Damn it, it's too late!"

Caesar, who had always been confident since entering the school, looked at Gao Kui descending from the sky, and for the first time, a hint of panic and insecurity appeared in his icy blue eyes.

He lacked the confidence to save Gao Kui.

The helicopter was at least 400 meters above the ground, with no safety measures in place. Any hybrid would be in dire straits if they jumped from that height.

At least that was the case in Caesar's mind.

Admittedly, it was Gao Kui's own decision to jump off the plane, and Finger and the others on the plane did not stop him, so they also bear some responsibility.

But that doesn’t mean Caesar bears no responsibility. At least Caesar felt that if he hadn’t challenged Gao Kui, Gao Kui would never have impulsively jumped down.

There's simply no time to look for things like air cushions or large nets now; he might search the entire city of Kassel and still not find anything like them.

There is only one way left to save Gao Kui.

Caesar made a split-second decision, and with an action that no human could possibly perform, he stepped onto the wall of the castle-like building beside him, climbed to the top of the castle, found the best opportunity, and without any hesitation, pounced on Gao Kui who was falling from the sky.

When an object is in free fall, its falling speed increases every moment. Catching the object from a relatively high place can reduce the impact on both parties.

Although at its current falling speed, there is still a high chance that it will break Caesar's arms, Caesar can't care about that anymore.

He had no choice but to have his arms broken or Gao Kui smashed into a pulp.

Just as Caesar was about to catch Gao Kui, Gao Kui, who had been in a head-down, feet-up position the whole time, suddenly flipped 180 degrees in mid-air and landed in a classic superhero style from American comics, avoiding Caesar and landing steadily on the ground, supporting himself on one knee with his fingers spread out.

Immediately afterwards, Caesar, whose rescue attempt had failed, fell back to the ground and immediately turned to look at Gao Kui.

In good condition.

The cobblestone pavement was cracked like a spiderweb by the impact of the fall, but Gao Kui remained intact; the expected fate of being smashed to pieces did not occur.

A generous gift from Mama Fakshe.

Caesar was completely stunned. Isabel, the student council, the Lionheart Society, and the other students in Kassel who witnessed this scene were all stunned at the same time, their mouths agape and their eyes almost popping out.

Falling unprotected from a height of at least 400 meters onto a cobblestone road requires enduring an instantaneous impact force of approximately 500 times one's own weight, while the limit that an average person can withstand is only about 5 to 10 times that force.

Even an A-grade hybrid would find it difficult to withstand this level of impact, but the prince of Northern Qi was unharmed.

"jackpot".

Gao Kui stood up very naturally and happily pumped his fist: "Perfect landing, not a splash at all. I believe even the most demanding IOC judges would give me a 10."

However, overly simple and low-difficulty aerial flips might be a point deduction, so be careful. You can watch more diving videos of Guo Jingjing when you have free time...

Gao Kui muttered to himself, reflecting on the shortcomings and deficiencies of his leap of faith, striving to reach new heights and display new flair next time.

What a hell.

Caesar looked Gao Kui up and down, his icy blue eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty. Finally, he politely inquired, "Should we go to the school clinic for a checkup first? Our competition can be postponed..."

"You're worried about delayed damage, right, Bro? You're quite considerate, just like my brother Chu Zihang. But you talk a lot more than him. He's a cold, expressionless guy, but he actually has quite a lot of inner monologues..."

Gao Kui kept reveling in Chu Zihang's dirty secrets: gossipy, prone to overthinking, abstract, and stubborn...

As for the delayed trauma, which should have been the primary concern, Gao Kui completely disregarded it. In the instant of the fall, a considerable number of capillaries and muscle tissues in Gao Kui's body were severed, but Longinus intervened simultaneously to repair his body.

Caesar continued to scrutinize Gao Kui from head to toe. Gao Kui's current "excited" state did indeed resemble the signs of delayed-onset damage.

Gao Kui continued to talk, the topic circling back from Chu Zihang to Caesar, saying that Caesar was a good person, and that so far everyone he had met had been quite nice. He even mentioned that last time, when Caesar chased a mixed-race person for several kilometers with a gun, he had considered saving him...

This prince of Northern Qi is a bit strange.

The students in Kassel, including Caesar, had their idealized image of Gao Kui shattered.

Previously, Finger's uploaded photos were mostly of Gao Kui when he was quiet, which can be summarized as him standing still and pretending to be a master. He does have a certain melancholy temperament that is as deep as the ocean.

The current Gao Kui is definitely not a clown, but he looks utterly ridiculous no matter how you look at it...

"I see!"

"Is this the Gao family of Northern Qi?"

"A master, an absolute master. The bloodline characteristics of the Northern Qi Gao family are so obvious; perhaps he really is a true S-rank..."

"No wonder I always felt something was off about the photos Fingel uploaded before; now they really fit the bill..."

"You're quite adept at using Chinese, especially the local dialect, and you're really good at it..."

The students in Kassel were buzzing with discussion as the shattered filter twisted and reassembled itself in a bizarre way.

That's right, since he's a legendary outstanding mixed-race descendant of the Gao family of Northern Qi, and a prince of Northern Qi in the present day. If he's not a bit eccentric, it would seem like he's not real.

After observing Gao Kui for a long time, and seeing no sign of delayed damage, Caesar finally suppressed his worries and said, "You are stronger than I thought."

Caesar didn't know if Gao Kui's 400-meter freefall was meant to put psychological pressure on him; he only knew that he was indeed under a lot of psychological pressure, because people often can't fool themselves.

"the same as you."

Gao Kui instantly changed his expression, becoming expressionless and cold-eyed, exuding the aura of a melancholic fallen angel. After maintaining this for about a second, he asked, "Does my response sound like something out of Gu Long's style?"

"Very strong, sometimes like Ximen Chuixue, sometimes like Lu Xiaofeng." Perhaps this is a characteristic of the mixed-race Gao family of Northern Qi.

Gao Kui was slightly surprised for a moment: "You actually read Gu Long's novels?"

"I often read Mr. Gu Long's works to learn Chinese. 'Before and After the Duel' is my favorite Lu Xiaofeng chapter, while 'Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens' is of relatively lower quality..."

"The second half of 'Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens' wasn't written by Gu Long; he hired a ghostwriter..."

The cold and tense atmosphere of the final battle was successfully disrupted by Gao Kui. The two faced each other, under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students in Kassel, and discussed Gu Long's works as if no one else was around.

Caesar said that when you are silent, you really have the feeling of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, cold as ice and as cold as snow...

Gao Kui said that you just now also had the aura of a master from Gu Long's novels, exuding a domineering and arrogant air...

The two fighters in the highly anticipated duel didn't utter a single harsh word, but instead praised each other with mutual respect, showering each other with compliments as if they were free.

In the end, the two simply embraced and became sworn brothers, seemingly about to chop off a chicken's head, burn yellow paper, and become brothers.

Gao Kui held Caesar's hand tightly, his eyes sincere: "I want to hold your hand like this and never let go."

Caesar hesitated for a moment, then continued with the second half of the sentence: "Can love always be pure and without sorrow?"

"You actually accepted this?" Gao Kui was astonished.