Dragon Clan, First Word of Power: Gojo Satoru

Chapter 58 Old Tang Returns

The beast-eared girl gently placed her hand on Su An's hand, and the dance music strode majestically into its climax. With a powerful head shake, Su An straightened his dance posture under the girl's strong arms.

Exclamations of amazement filled the air; the truly magnificent dance was just beginning.

Su An never imagined that he could dance the tango so fluently. In his memory, all the dance training he received was only three months, which seemed to be for performing a group dance with Lu Mingfei at the Shilan Middle School Spring Festival Gala.

The dance teacher we hired kept shaking his head, saying that Su An and Lu Mingfei were both the type who couldn't coordinate their hands and feet. If their hands were in place, their legs would have problems, and vice versa. In other words, Su An either had to hang her arms down to keep time with the beat, or stand still and swing her arms gracefully.

However, since obtaining the Philosopher's Stone, Su An is no longer the same person he used to be; his physical coordination has improved to an astonishing level. If there are levels of control over the physical body, then Su An is definitely among the top tier.

So even though Su An is still a dance idiot, he quickly began to adapt to the girl's rhythm.

Under the guidance of the beast-eared girl's dance steps and eye cues, he immediately followed the rhythm. All the movements seemed to be engraved in his mind. He didn't need to think about how to place his arms or how to walk. As long as he relaxed and followed the call of his body, he could keep up with the beat of this dancing beast-eared girl.

Their dance was unrestrained and natural, as if they had rehearsed it for many years.

Gradually, Su An's dancing skills surpassed Sakurai Utaha's within a minute, and he began to take control of the dance.

The crowd gasped in surprise, and exclamations of admiration rose and fell.

Su An has mastered all sorts of dance steps, incorporating them into her movements: waltz, tango, foxtrot, quickstep, rumba...

Every step was meticulous and standardized, every step was solemn and elegant. The more Su An danced, the more he resembled a disciplined sergeant. He had completely mastered the dance, and his movements gradually became fierce and sharp.

Sakurai Utaha, like a soldier, spun around under Su An's guidance, her white dance skirt fluttering, and her fair thighs reflecting dazzling light and shadow.

Sakurai Utaha and Su An spun closer and closer until they were almost touching, and they could feel each other's warm, moist breaths.

"As expected of an S-rank, their stamina is truly ferocious."

Sakurai Utaha was starting to feel the strain. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her silver-gray ears swayed and bounced with her dance steps. She vaguely sensed that behind this seemingly passionate man, a pair of calm eyes were observing her, scrutinizing every inch and detail, waiting for her to reveal a weakness.

Truly worthy of being an S-class! They still don't let their guard down.

Su An suddenly stopped dancing and looked into the distance.

Sakurai Utaha was puzzled, and before she could even voice her question, Su An suddenly spoke.

Something has invaded our system.

Everyone gasped in shock; their instinct was to question it.

"How could that be? This is Kassel College, the cradle of dragon slayers. Even terrorists would have to admit they're not professional enough if they came here!"

"What kind of mind would dare to infiltrate Kassel College? Unless they're mentally ill."

"Even the mentally ill will consider whether they have enough time to live. Mentally ill people are crazy, but they are not fearless of death."

"Invading Kassel? What's the difference between this and ancient bandits robbing a post station of an urgent package? Are they afraid of losing their lives?"

Everyone was internally questioning the decision, but out of respect for the S-class, they didn't voice their doubts. They could only silently lament that even the S-class could make a wrong judgment.

"Ring ring" "Knock knock knock" "Splash splash"...

Suddenly, countless cell phones rang, creating a cacophony of sounds. From Su An to Elizabeth to everyone on the dance floor, everyone instinctively pulled out their phones. Dozens, even hundreds, of phones vibrated and buzzed simultaneously, creating a sense of unease. Except for Su An, everyone's expression changed and they became tense upon seeing the incoming text message.

Everyone's phone screens simultaneously displayed a text message from Norma—

Dragon invasion!

Everyone looked outside, and the buildings that had been darkened suddenly lit up, illuminating the academy that had been sleeping in the darkness.

With the situation under alert, Norma turned on all the lights. At this point, even a cockroach scurrying across the academy path would be detected by the cameras under the streetlights. However, Norma didn't report the intruder's location, indicating that the intruder had cleverly evaded all surveillance equipment.

This demonstrates both the intruder's extraordinary nature and Su An's terrifying capabilities. How did he discover the intruder's existence before Norma did?

Everyone felt ashamed of their earlier doubts about Su An, and at the same time, they looked at Su An with awe.

This was far more than just a petty thief breaking in to steal; only an S-rank individual could lead them to the correct response. Therefore, everyone awaited Su An's instructions; this S-rank individual currently held the highest authority to decide the students' fates.

Su An glanced around, raised his arm, and waved it forward: "There's more than one intruder. Leave the big fish to me, the small ones to you! Let's go!"

"Yes!" the students responded in unison, as disciplined as soldiers.

As soon as the words were spoken, all the students rushed out. They had been trained to handle emergency situations, and in an instant, these guys, still in their dress uniforms, looked as serious as soldiers. Former Marines from the Executive Department appeared outside Amber Hall and every other building. They had arrived by car, and inside, weapon racks were neatly arranged with automatic rifles.

"All freshmen stay in their dormitories. Students in their second year or above who have passed the battlefield survival training course are authorized to use weapons, specifically Friga bullets, but live ammunition is prohibited." Norma's voice echoed through the loudspeakers to every corner of the campus. "Seal off every single one of them. There is more than one intruder."

Norma's words reaffirmed Suan's correctness: there was more than one intruder.

Having twice been prescient, everyone was puzzled as to how Su An knew these things, but their awe only deepened.

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On the winding mountain road of Kassel College, the headlights of a "Black Widow" motorcycle pierced the darkness.

The well-trained motorcyclists rode in a line, each headlight illuminating the license plate of their companion ahead, which was covered by a black cloth.

From high above, they would appear as a black pearl strung together by a chain of light, all dressed in black leather and black helmets.

Old Tang stroked the gun handle with a hint of pride, feeling a great sense of honor as he held the power of life and death in his hands. They didn't address each other by name, but by their platoon numbers.

Old Tang was number 13 in the queue, a number that sounded rather unlucky, yet it made him feel like he was being dragged down by the Grim Reaper.

"A man can't fall in the same place twice. This mission was carefully selected by me, and there's absolutely no chance of running into that blue-eyed monster from the hospital last time."

Old Tang, recalling the scene of settling the rewards after a successful mission, curled into a disdainful smile. "After a month of recuperation, your elite hunters are back!"