DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 63: The Big Difference in Strength
Joelson is really excited.
This is an unexpected surprise.
If he consumed a bottle of dragon blood potion, his physique and spiritual strength would increase...
His gaze fell on the other bottle of the transparent "enhanced" dragon blood potion in golden red in his hand.
The pain was back he felt.
Joelson hesitated a little, but his gaze quickly became firm.
There was a rare determination hidden in his eyes.
He's going all-out!
...
"Is Joelson here?"
Tang Man frowned and asked Elsa beside him.
Elsa shook her head.
"The library, the Pharmaceutical Association, and his residence have all been searched, but nothing."
"Could he come out?"
"The guards said they didn't see it through."
"What about the Dean?"
"Mr Harriet says ..."
Elsa hesitated for a moment and said, "Let her go."
Tang Man was silent.
This time, the situation was even worse than the previous years.
This time, the geniuses from the Knight Academy were too arrogant and selfish.
Since yesterday, more than ten students had inevitably challenged them.
Of course, the result was even more miserable than Francis.
The student named Hawthorne in the Knight Academy held back a little at first. He just defeated his opponent.
But then, he no longer hesitated to attack. Seven students were injured.
Tang Man tried to talk to Engel, but the answer was, even Engel could not hold Hawthorne back.
In the academy, he was notoriously insane. He even challenged his own teacher.
Tang Man could not attack Hawthorne due to his status as a teacher.
He was so angry that his ears would spout fire.
Yheng Imperial Knight Academy, Alcott Imperial Tulip Academy.
The first day of the competition between the second strongest academy of the Kingdom.
Each academy would send three genius students to participate in the competition.
The competition will last for a total of three days. The academy won.
In the second year, they would be qualified to visit the academy of the losing party.
Tulip Academy has been hosting for three consecutive years.
That's a big insult.
The students of all classes had gathered in a small square in the middle of the academy.
The dueling platform was set up. Several tier 8 magicians had worked together to create enough magic barriers to withstand any energy attack below tier 9.
When a group of knights from the Knight Academy appeared, there was an explosion of commotion on the scene.
Many angry and hateful gazes gathered on them.
Hawthorne's actions had caused all the students of Tulip Academy to have a very bad impression of them.
Most of the knights were not in a good mood. Stared at by thousands of people with hatred in their eyes, as if their bodies were pierced with needles.
Hawthorne, on the other hand, looked indifferent. The corner of his mouth slightly curved up, and a thin smile hung on his face as if he was mocking everyone.
There was also Don Quixote and the blonde girl, who was very calm and indifferent from the start.
Engel was a little embarrassed too. He had a good personal relationship with Dunman.
They had worked together on a four-state test, and Dunman had even saved his life. They can be considered as very good friends.
However, because of Hawthorne, Dunman did not speak to him again. When they met, he would only snort coldly, let alone drink together.
Harriet Terrence appeared on the field and announced the official start of the exchange match.
Before Engel could say anything, Hawthorne had already flipped over and jumped onto the stage.
There was a wave of ridicule under the stage.
Dunman's expression was not pleasant to look at. Standing beside him was the first participant of the Tulip Magic Academy.
Rodins.
He has challenged the first student of sixth grade, Joelson.
At this moment, Rodin's face was also filled with solemnity.
He's seen Hawthorne move.
He's too strong.
He has survived until now and has not challenged him. It was only because Rodin was afraid.
If he did not take the stage, he would lose the right to represent the Tulip Academy.
Rodin chanted a levitation spell and slowly landed on the stage.
Waves of cheers immediately sounded from below the stage.
A tier 5 witch!
Everyone looked to the side of the Knight Academy with a provocative gaze.
It was as if they were saying, "Did you see that? Our Tulip Academy also has a tier 5 magician genius."
The corner of Hawthorne's mouth lifted, and he laughed contemptuously.
A tier 5 witch?
Is he very strong?
Rodin floated in the air, staring at Hawthorne from a high place.
It seemed that Rodin's aura was a little stronger.
But it's not like that at all.
Hawthorne's expression was much more relaxed than Rodin's.
"Sixth grade student of Tulip Academy, Rodin Yekis, please advise."
Rodin gave Hawthorne standard magician etiquette.
Hawthorne smiled indifferently.
"Are you done? All right, I'll start."
Rodin nodded solemnly.
Hawthorne dragged his longsword to the ground and slowly ran towards Rodin. His speed became faster and faster until, in the end, he could only see a blurry black shadow walking on the ground.
"So, what if he runs fast? What use? Senior Rodin is in the sky, how can he fight ?!"
"Hahaha, this guy is going to lose!"
"Defeat him, senior Rodin!"
"He can only talk now. Senior Rodin beat him up until he couldn't talk."
The spirit of the Tulip Magic Academy was extremely high.
Rodin's mood was a little relaxed.
A level 5 knight could not float in the air, nor could he allow his combat aura to leave his body.
Hawthorne shouldn't have been able to attack him.
Therefore, he was naturally in a position where he would not lose.
All he needed to consider now was to defeat his opponent until he admitted defeat before he ran out of mana!
Rodin's eyes lit up with confidence.
The wind element gathered towards him.
Rodin was preparing for the strongest spell he knew at the moment.
Level-5 Spell, wind blade storm.
His eyes were fixed on Hawthorne's figure, trying to lock him in with his spiritual power.
Countless small blades of wind had formed around him, and a storm was about to appear.
Suddenly, Hawthorne, who was running, stopped suddenly.
From his fastest speed to stopping, if not for the effect of the magic barrier, he would have made a huge hole in the dueling platform.
The explosion!
Hawthorne stepped on the ground and suddenly jumped.
Like a wolf, he pounced on Rodin.
Rodin panicked and subconsciously cast his magic.
Countless blades of wind gathered to form a storm that rushed out and pressed straight towards Hawthorne.
Hawthorne did not shy away.
Rodin seemed to see a sly smile on the other party's face.
At the next moment, Hawthorne's figure suddenly disappeared.
Rodin's spiritual power instantly lost the opponent's common sense.
He looked around with a blank look and saw terrified faces below the stage.
His gaze fixed...
Rodin suddenly turned around.
He saw only the sword.
The long sword of a knight flashing with a dazzling white light.
It was very close to him and slashed at him fiercely.
Rodin did not even have time to cast a level 1 defense spell.