X-Dragon Era

As Xin Yun was fretting inwardly, Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying arrived on their respective dragons. They frowned upon seeing the chubby figure seated in front of Xin Yun. Clearly... neither of these girls wanted to be around this fatty every day. It had nothing to do with his looks; they simply felt repelled by him.

Yi Luo Xiang's aversion need not be mentioned, given the infamous incident involving the 'Blood Drinker.' As for Yan Qingying's repulsion, it was only natural. After all... she had lived in a brothel for three or four years and had been influenced by those women. The disdain and disgust she held for men was beyond what normal people could imagine.

In Yan Qingying's heart, all men were filthy creatures, of course... except for Xin Yun, who, in her eyes, was her master, devoid of any gender distinction.

Seeing the girls frowning, Xin Yun shrugged helplessly and said to the chubby guy, "Seriously, I really don't need any followers. Even if you insist on giving me your wager, I hereby renounce you as my follower. You are free."

"Ah!" The fatty was startled by Xin Yun's words, staring blankly at him for a long time before speaking in a strange tone, "Are you looking down on me? You should know... Even though I'm not as good as you, I'm still a skilled fighter.

If it wasn't for me being too hungry during the exam, leading to my running away from the cold, I would definitely be in the First Year Section's elite class right now."

At this point, the fatty proudly raised his head and bragged, "My talent is 83, my aptitude is 88, my potential is 85. Even in the First Year Section's elite class, that's quite a high ranking, right? And I wield an Eighth Grade Dragon Creation Stone. My Frog Dragon is incredibly fierce; you've tasted its power yourself. Definitely one of the top fighters!"

"Top fighter!" Upon hearing the fatty's words, Xin Yun couldn't help but make an odd expression, shrugging his shoulders and saying with a bitter smile, "Please, I'm setting you free and you still don't want it? I really don't get you. Do you actually have to be my servant to be happy?"

"No no no..." The chubby guy shook his head vigorously upon hearing Xin Yun's words, his chubby cheeks swinging back and forth, the fat quivering ceaselessly.

After shaking his head for quite a while, the fatty stubbornly said, "If you had happily accepted my following, I might have felt aggrieved and tried to cause trouble, making you headache, and then you would give up on me as your follower, granting me my freedom. But you wouldn't even collect me in the first place; you just set me free straight away, and that's the greatest insult to me!"

At this, the fatty slapped his thigh loudly and exclaimed, "Anyway, I'm considered a top fighter, aren't I? Your refusal is totally embarrassing. This is like a beauty offering herself to you, and you turn her down—it's a massive disgrace."

"Pfft..." Hearing the fatty's words, Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying both spat lightly, blushing and turning their heads away. This damn fatty, his thoughts were too dirty; how could a beauty just offer herself like that.

Facing the fatty's persistence, Xin Yun felt his head swell with annoyance. Scratching his head in pain, Xin Yun bit his lip, thinking that a short agony is better than a long one—it's best to cut the mess quickly and end it all.

While mulling over it, Xin Yun put on a serious look and said with a strange smile, "Hey... being a master isn't something you claim for yourself. While you think you're strong, the problem is, in my eyes, you're weak, not a master at all. So please, could you stop bothering me?"

"What! I'm not a master?" Hearing Xin Yun's words, the fatty jumped up, his face glowing red with rage, and his little eyes bulging round.

Scratching his head in irritation, Xin Yun said with a wry smile, "There's no use glaring at me, your eyes can only get so big."

Hearing Xin Yun's words, Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying burst into laughter. Meanwhile, Xin Yun continued, "Whether you're a master or not, a battle will tell."

As he spoke, Xin Yun pointed at himself and then at Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying, and went on, "See, we have three people here now. Just pick any one of us, and if you can last more than ten seconds without losing, I'll accept you."

"What! Ten seconds..." The fatty's eyes bulged even more at Xin Yun's words, the orbs almost popping out of their sockets.

In response to the fatty's question, Xin Yun nodded decisively, "Yes, ten seconds... If you can't last ten seconds, please stop pestering me, OK?"

Listening to Xin Yun, the chubby guy's small eyes swept back and forth over the three of them. After pondering for a while, he finally settled his gaze on Xin Yun.

He dared not underestimate Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying; after all, they were the top students of the First Year Section, and anything could happen. However, with Xin Yun, he had already fought one round and knew him well. He was the first to disbelieve that Xin Yun could defeat him in under ten seconds.

After a moment of thought, the chubby guy declared decisively, "Alright then, since you put it that way, I'll challenge you. I want to see how you're going to beat me in less than ten seconds."

Hearing the fatty's claim, Xin Yun waved his hand at Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying without turning back, signaling them to move aside. Seeing this, the two girls gave the chubby guy a weird glance, then steered their dragons to the edge of the field.

At this point, all the other students and instructors by the sidelines had left, leaving only Xin Yun, Yi Luo Xiang, Yan Qingying, and Ke Zhan in the arena, leaving the entire field vacant.