Chapter 52: School team selection (2/2)
“He’s the one who told me where to find you. He’s still slumped on his bed and can’t get up yet after you beat him up yesterday, there’s no way he can participate in the selection.”
“Oh… I forgot. Right, where’s the selection?”
“Holy Dawn Arena.”
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Holy Dawn Arena.
The three elite teachers Ciaran, Minlur, and Rui stood on the edge of the highest dome, just like during the last match.
Seeing the distant figures of Chris and Ayrin running their way, Minlur couldn’t resist asking, “Ciaran, you really think him opening his first arcane gate isn’t some mistaken false impression?”
“His spiritual strength measured twenty on the dwarven benchmark tool. There’s very little possibility of a false impression at that level of spiritual strength.” Ciara turned her head around and threw a glance at Minlur. “I would rather believe we are the ones who don’t understand the reason.”
“Hm?”
Rui was usually the most low-key among them. Now he still stood silent, not uttering a sound, but then he turned around towards a certain direction all of a sudden.
A silhouette seemed to condense from thin air, suddenly appearing on the edge of this dome.
“Liszt!”
Ciaran exclaimed in happy surprise, “You came back already?”
“I heard you already let that little guy register in the team selection. Such an interesting thing, how could I not rush back?” Liszt stretched his back and slowly walked their way, his every-present lazy air about him.
“How was it?” Rui looked at Liszt and said three very simply words.
“Same as the Evil Dragon followers who appeared before. They’re all especially strong, totally out of control, and still don’t leave a single living witness behind.” Liszt looked at him and said, “There’s some headway however, at least we found the rough location of their camp. Quite a few arcane teams are going to search there.”
Rui nodded and didn’t speak any further.
Liszt glanced at Ayrin and Chris who were about to reach the entrance to the arena, and asked, very interested, “Ciaran, you guys let him participate in this selection, is it merely because he made some progress, or because you really think he can enter the top five?”
Ciaran said, “It all depends on him. If he can find a fighting style that suits his present state, and if he has some natural talent for fighting, then he should already be able to pass the exam and join the team.”
“You’re so confident about him?” Liszt looked at Ciaran, Minlur, and also Rui, a little astonished. “You’re all of the same mind?”
“You weren’t in the academy, that’s why you don’t know what happened these past days.” Ciaran took in a deep breath and said, “His body already reached a level sufficient to condense arcane particles. What’s even more astounding is his momentum… His momentum and resistance to blows, his ability to recover, they are already several times above senior students who managed to condense arcane particles not long ago.”
After a slight pause, Ciaran couldn’t resist adding, “Some days ago he still had some trouble handing that red-haired kid Moss from clan Quinn after Multi-Sizing, but yesterday, he faced Muti-Sizing together with ‘War Blast’ and easily beat up Moss to the point he couldn’t even crawl up.”
“It seems he far exceeds my expectations.” Liszt rubbed his chin and smiled. “Even those Evil Dragon followers who obtained a little evil dragon blood are only so-so.”
“Even these Evil Dragon followers don’t have his powerful learning ability.” The silent Rui standing at the side suddenly said, “There’s a strong little guy in Golden Lion Academy also. I already went and had a look yesterday after I heard Ciaran talk about it. It should be a very high-level green dragon bloodline.”
“You already went to look and ascertained it’s a green dragon bloodline?” Ciaran and Minlur turned around and looked at Rui, both taken aback.
Rui nodded, falling silent once again.
“Green dragon bloodline, it’s something that hasn’t appeared in a long while. If he can ultimately learn “Dark Green Domain,” that’d be something to behold.” Liszt shook his head, sighing in admiration.
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“Atchoo!”
In the doorway to a small canteen in Golden Lion Academy, a Stingham holding a pack of ice against his cheek let out a sneeze.
“I’m really unlucky, I even got beaten up in a pitch-black alley when I came out at night for a late snack.” His eyes like panda eyes, his face blue here and purple there, Stingham grimaced from the pain of the sneeze as he mumbled to himself, extremely depressed.
“So many people!” At the same time, Ayrin had already gone inside Holy Dawn Arena after Chris. He could see at first glance the stands densely packed with people, much fuller than in the previous match between Holy Dawn Academy and Southern Monsoon Academy.
“It’s Ayrin? The freshman who went to pick a fight in Divine Shield Academy. Why did he come together with Chris, don’t tell me he also signed up for the selection?”
Ayrin became very famous in Holy Dawn Academy ever since he went to pick a fight in Divine Shield Academy last time, hence many people recognized him as soon as he came in after Chris inside the arena.