Chapter 463: Chapter 462: Duke Must Win

Creak!

The thick thorns wrapped around the billboard, and amid the teeth-gritting creaking noises, it was crushed into a lump of scrap metal.

Shao Zifeng only felt a great relief, and after losing strength, he almost rolled off from Qiuqiu’s back.

“Duke, what’s wrong with you?”

Lingling flew up from the throne, holding Shao Zifeng steady.

Shao Zifeng waved his hand and stood up to check on Qiuqiu’s condition,

and found that, like himself, it was cramps caused by the muscles tensing extremely tight and then suddenly relaxing. Only then did he relax.

“Whoo~”

Feeling Shao Zifeng’s concern, Qiuqiu turned its head back and gave him a reassuring look.

The little girl looked up, her big watery eyes staring at Shao Zifeng and Qiuqiu. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out her small hand and gently touched Qiuqiu’s Scale Armor, saying in a babyish tone, “Thank you, big brother, thank you, Dragon.”

Shao Zifeng waved his hand, feeling now that he hardly had the strength even to speak. Qiuqiu, not used to being touched by others, twitched its muscles but didn’t snap at the little girl.

The distant crowd hesitated, wanting to help but not daring to come forward directly.

“Xiaoya, Xiaoya.”

The middle-aged woman broke free from the man’s restraint and rushed over, holding the little girl tightly and bursting into tears.

“Thank you…thank you. If it weren’t for you, Xiaoya, she…ah–” the woman started crying again before she could finish.

“Mum, don’t cry, Xiaoya isn’t scared.”

The little girl wiped her mother’s tears while secretly watching Shao Zifeng and the others, her large eyes filled with curiosity.

Seeing this, Shao Zifeng’s mood inexplicably improved a lot, feeling that the risks he had just taken were worth it.

Even the gazes from the crowd in the distance became a lot friendlier.

“Roar!”

The Poison Fire Flying Dragon, having flown a distance, circled back again.

It maneuvered between several buildings, its dragon wings scraping against the exterior glass walls, sending large amounts of debris plummeting from the sky.

The citizens, already gathered together due to various circumstances, panicked and didn’t know what to do, nearly triggering a stampede.

Shao Zifeng forced himself to perk up, “Lingling!”

“Don’t worry, Duke, I’ve got this.”

Lingling’s small face was stern, the starlight swirling in her eyes.

Swish swish swish!

Dozens of slender vines bored through the concrete street, blocking the falling debris and flinging it away.

Shao Zifeng looked up at the Poison Fire Flying Dragon in the night sky; he was really getting annoyed now. If its choice to stay here was to consider his concerns, that wouldn’t be a problem, but her, as a Combat Training Master, recklessly causing harm to ordinary people is too much.

Yet he now faced a dilemma, if he wanted to stop her, he himself would have to engage the flying dragon.

But if he left, only Lingling would be there, which wasn’t ideal for evacuating the crowd, considering its identity as a mutant creature.

If someone could help, while thinking this, Shao Zifeng’s gaze swept through the crowd.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, spotting a few young people gathered together, peeking at him shyly.

“You, come here.”

The chubby young man pointed at by Shao Zifeng stared blankly, pointing to his own nose with a nervous expression.

“Yes, you, come here.”

The chubby young man walked out from the crowd, stealthily looking up at Shao Zifeng, who was astride Qiuqiu, his eyes filled with fear and some admiration.

“Which school are you from?” Shao Zifeng asked.

“I’m from class three of year two in the Combat Training Department at Bin City University, Wu…”

“No need to be that detailed, I’m in a hurry,” Shao Zifeng waved his hand, “Listen carefully to what I’m going to say next. You and your classmates summon your pets, maintain order, and evacuate the crowd. Can you do it?”

“I…I…”

The chubby boy was so nervous that he almost couldn’t speak. After all, he was still a student, and he really didn’t feel confident facing a potentially life-threatening situation.

Shao Zifeng didn’t have much time to squabble with him and glared, shouting, “Answer me, can you do it?”

“Yes!”

The chubby boy trembled all over, his flabby body quivering along.

“That will do.”

Shao Zifeng patted Qiuqiu who was underneath him, his gaze firmly fixed on the Poison Fire Flying Dragon.

Understanding Dandan’s wishes, the Scale Armor on Qiuqiu expanded, the gaps quickly channeling the fire element toward its spine.

Boom!

The dragon wings, ablaze with twisting flames, unfurled and fanned, stirring up gusts of hot wind as they slowly lifted off the ground!

“Lingling, I’m leaving these people for you to watch. If they don’t listen, whip them with the little whip…”

The voice trailed off in the wind, a dark red flow of light charging straight toward the Poison Fire Flying Dragon.

“Hey hey hey!”

“Duke, sir!”

“You big meanie! Not taking me along again!”

Lingling, fuming, watched the fireball in the night sky, stomping her feet in anger.

The chubby boy looked up with a face full of longing, his small eyes filled with admiration.

“What are you looking at!” Lingling, with hands on her hips, said: “Hurry up and help.”

“He…” The chubby boy got nervous and started stuttering, unable to speak.

“What ‘he’? Call him Duke, sir!”

“Yes, Duke… Duke, sir”

Seeing the chubby boy embarrassedly utter those words, Lingling’s eyes brightened with a mischievous expression.

“Cough, let me assign your first task.”

“Get your classmates to cheer for Duke, sir.”

“Okay, okay.” The chubby boy nodded like a pecking chicken and quickly ran back to the crowd.

After the chubby boy returned, he whispered something to his companions, the young students’ faces showing signs of discomfort, frequently glancing over at Lingling.

After all, this title was quite embarrassing for common people.

Yes, it was the kind of embarrassing that made them feel ashamed when shouting out loud.

The chubby boy, seeing Lingling glaring at him, closed his eyes and mustered up courage to shout: “Go Duke, sir! Duke, sir will win!”

All eyes turned to the chubby boy, his face instantly turning beet red.

Having gone this far, the chubby boy simply gave it his all, screaming: “Go Duke, sir! Duke, sir will win!”

Inspired by the chubby boy, his classmates slowly started joining in.

The more the chubby boy shouted, the more comfortable he felt, and more and more people joined in.

Eventually, thousands of people were shouting the chant together, the massive wave of sound echoing over the skies of Bin City, filled with people’s hopes.

“Go Duke, sir! Duke, sir will win!”

Shao Zifeng’s body shook, nearly letting go of Qiuqiu.

He quickly realized who was behind this and, not caring whether Lingling could see or not, turned back and glared fiercely.

Lingling, seeing Shao Zifeng’s crestfallen face, instantly felt happy.

Hum, that’s for not taking me along.

Just then, Lingling felt someone tugging at her skirt. She looked down to see a little girl looking up at her: “Big sister, you’re so pretty.”

Lingling hesitated for a moment: “Aren’t you scared of me?”

The little girl shook her head, her chubby little hands grabbing Lingling’s hand.

Her mother wanted to intervene, but the middle-aged man behind her stopped her.

“Sister, will Duke, sir win?”

Lingling looked at the little girl’s earnest face, her own expression gradually softening.

This was the first time someone had joined her in chanting for Duke, sir, and it delighted Lingling immensely.

“He will win, Duke, sir is the strongest.”

“Yes!”

The little girl nodded vigorously, her face breaking into a pure smile.

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