And these three young dragons...
Yes, they are born warriors; they don’t even need much training as their combat genes are already deeply ingrained in their marrow.
Even if they wanted to train, there was nowhere suitable for them to do so.
If they were to reveal their combat strength, the duel between the two holy dragons might not even leave the battlefield intact.
The same goes for the small boat.
When it enters the poison-consuming state, the power of the toxin would instantly kill all nearby students.
Only as their master could he remain unaffected by them.
This isn’t about training.
Whenever Ye Xuan has time, he would go to class to listen to lectures.
Under normal circumstances.
All students at Fengtian Academy have one compulsory course, which is their first required subject.
This course is related to their major, comprising both theory and practical combat classes.
The last period is for elective courses.
But Ye Xuan is the only Dragon Master in the school, who also has his own dragon.
The academy’s principal and tutors have given Ye Xuan a special privilege, allowing him to skip classes and school if he chooses.
Should he encounter any issues in practice, he can consult the principal’s office.
Even so, Ye Xuan still participated in many combat classes.
Ye Xuan had just finished his classes and was ready to return to the training grounds for a new round of training.
Then, the beautiful female principal sent him a message.
"After lunch, come to the reception room on the third floor for a chat."
Meanwhile, at Fengtian Pavilion.
At this time, there were quite a few people inside.
Hou Yuntian, Chen Hao, Xu Rongrong, Fang Taoran, Tang Wan, Yang Wei, Ye Qingling, Lin Xu, a total of eight people, were chatting and laughing away.
In the past few months, the top talents from various academies didn’t harbor animosity towards one another.
After a fierce freshman assessment, any hostility between them had vanished.
This year, as part of the Fengtian Academy team, they would go to the world competition.
Hou Yuntian, Chen Hao, Xu Rongrong, Fang Taoran, these four people are the competitors.
But in group battles, they would have to face eight people at the same time.
Tang Wan ranked the thirty-second and didn’t qualify to participate in this freshman exchange battle.
However, after her second transformation, she acquired a very powerful minor, called the Saint Hymn Praise Master.
Moreover, a strong supporter is needed in group battles, so in the top hundred rankings, Tang Wan is the only one who met the criteria and thus was selected.
Ye Qingling, a summoner who is currently ranked 9th on the leaderboard.
Lin Xu is a Martial Artist, currently ranked 6th.
On the Assassin leaderboard, Yang Wei, ranked 7th.
The first to go on stage is Chen Hao, followed by Martial Artist Lin Xu.
The main attackers are Fang Taoran and Xu Rongrong.
Yang Wei is responsible for covering the rear.
In the second position is Tang Wan.
Hou Yuntian, bearing the Four-winged Wind Thunder Dragon, is watching eagerly from the side.
Such a combination is simply perfect.
With frontline, damage dealers, support, and mobility.
And why does Ye Xuan not take action?
The school no longer needs Ye Xuan to compete.
Is it a waste for him to partake in just an ordinary newcomers’ sparring session?
Rather than that, it would be better for him to participate in this much more significant competition, for his own country, for his own honor.
The seven people who had been talking and laughing suddenly stopped their conversation.
Just then, someone pushed open the door to the meeting room.
A tall figure walked in from outside.
But upon seeing that slender figure, the expressions of the seven talented individuals instantly stiffened.
Each of their faces revealed different emotions.
Lin Xu and Ye Qingling, both talents from the southern province, had made their way through the assessments, cutting down their opponents, and entering the top ten. Seeing Ye Xuan, both of their eyes revealed a hint of awe and reverence.
Hou Yuntian and Chen Hao frowned at the same time.
Xu Rongrong’s eyes flashed with light, as if she had thought of something, but quickly, as if she realized something else, she lowered her head and refrained from saying more.
Tang Wan looked somewhat embarrassed, she really wanted to say something, but she knew she simply had no right to do so.
Yang Wei’s face was distorted with resentment and hatred, but he understood he was not the adversary of the person before him, so he simply turned away, saying no more.
Just thinking about how he had been played with by this Dragon Master made him feel powerless.
The person who had suddenly appeared in the meeting hall was none other than President He Yalan, who had personally summoned Ye Xuan.
Everyone could see it clearly.
His strength had increased again!
The aura he radiated made everyone’s heart tremble!
It gave them the feeling that he could knock them down with just one hand!
Several days had passed!
What kind of monster was he exactly?
Facing all the familiar faces, Ye Xuan had no hint of attachment, as he walked to one side and sat down alone, cross-legged.
But all this was thanks to Ye Xuan.
This made the group of people who had previously been talking and laughing now silent as cicadas in winter, earnestly sitting in their own seats.
"It seems everyone is here."
This strange atmosphere persisted for a full two minutes.
When the meeting room door was pushed open and the heads of the various academies walked in, everyone fell silent.
When they entered the hall, they saw at a glance those trembling talents, as well as Ye Xuan sitting cross-legged, with his eyes tightly shut, not uttering a word.
They couldn’t help but chuckle.
He still remembered how arrogant and domineering these so-called talents were on the first day of school.
They were completely different from the current her.
The contrast was just too great.
"Since that’s the case, let’s cut to the chase."
"I think everyone knows that I called you over to discuss some specific matters."
Liu Boming was sitting right in the center of a large room, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
The eight talented individuals changed their expressions, showing confusion.
If it’s just about sparring, why would Ye Xuan be called?
Ye Xuan was also puzzled.
He wasn’t there to compete, he wasn’t there to participate in the newcomers’ competition, so why was he called?
In response to the other talents’ confusion, Liu Boming just smiled gently without hurry to answer, instead, he turned his gaze to He Yalan.
He Yalan nodded slightly, and immediately, a teleportation device shimmering with the power of the Void appeared in her hand.
"Don’t worry, I’ll send you to the virtual world right away."
After speaking, she asked Ye Xuan, "Would you like to join?"
"..." All the people present.
As soon as her words ended.
The beautiful principal had already crushed that space ring.
Ripples spread through the Void.