X-Dragon Era

Hearing Ke Zhan's words, Xin Yun said with a smile, "Are you sure that's my trump card combat technique?"

"Hiss..." Upon hearing Xin Yun's words, the fatty couldn't help but inhale sharply. Could it be... that Acid Mist Xin Yun had just used wasn't even his final trump card?

Seeing the fatty's shocked expression, Xin Yun said with a smile, "That's just a regular combat technique. How could I so easily use my trump card? Only those closest to me and the dead may see it."

Upon hearing Xin Yun's words, the fatty's face instantly turned ashen. It had finally dawned on him; during the chief final battle, Xin Yun was only dodging without attacking, letting him fully unleash his attacks, yet he never managed to land a single hit.

The reason Xin Yun did not use the Acid Mist during the match was simple. It wasn't that he forgot, but rather, once used, anyone other than himself would be obscured by the acid mist. Who would know if he ended the battle unharmed?

Setting the goal of emerging unharmed was, for one, a challenge to himself, but more importantly, it was to deter the other students. Thus, making them completely abandon the thought of challenging him, hence the Acid Mist could not be used.

If you think about it carefully, throughout the entire match, Xin Yun relied mostly on Dragon Breath, water balls, and evasion to win. He didn't display any super combat technique, but even so, he remained an invincible force that couldn't be challenged.

Then, when thinking about himself, Ke Zhan felt a sweeping despair. His success up to today relied entirely on strong combat techniques and abilities. Bronze-level Violent Fireball, silver-level Violent Combo, and the flame accumulation granted by the Eighth Order Dragon-Creating Stone.

The so-called flame accumulation was the combat technique that Ke Zhan had finally executed. It allowed him to store in his body fire series energy ten times more than his own, then unleash it in an instant.

In his normal state, Ke Zhan could never release more than thirty Violent Fireballs in quick succession. At his current strength, he could achieve at most a Triple Strike with the Violent Fireballs.

But after employing flame accumulation, his frog dragon body could store a vast amount of fire series energy, boosted tenfold. This allowed him to unleash over thirty Violent Fireballs in an instant, which nearly caused injury to Xin Yun.

In terms of attack ability and strength, including Xin Yun, Yi Luo Xiang, and Yan Qingying, all stood no chance against the fatty, not even all three combined. The power of thirty Violent Fireballs was comparable to thirty artillery shells on Earth, capable of leveling a small hill. However, in a fight, the fatty was definitely not a match.

In his past life, Xin Yun believed in unquestionable power, which is why he chose the Fire Series. However, a person's ultimate strength isn't considered by their strongest attribute, but measured by their weakest.

Glancing at the fatty who was dumbstruck, Xin Yun shook his head. Just as he was about to turn away, the fatty suddenly came to his senses, shouting, "Wait... I want to know, are they as formidable as you?"

Upon hearing the fatty's words, Xin Yun looked at him in surprise, and what met his eyes was the guy pointing at Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying with an extremely serious look on his face.

Seeing this scene, Xin Yun decisively nodded and said, "No... they are not as formidable as I am."

"Ah!" Not only the fatty but Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying exclaimed as well. What was Xin Yun doing? Belittling others to aggrandize himself?

As the group was perplexed, Xin Yun said with a laugh, "Actually... both of them are more formidable than I am, so..."

As Xin Yun spoke, the fatty felt as though the world around him darkened, unable to see any light. He had always felt great about himself, proclaiming to be an expert. His classmates adored him, but he had never imagined that in front of real experts, he was nothing...

Xin Yun gave the silent fatty a look, shaking his head, hoping the man hadn't fallen into complete despair. This was a trial for him. Recognizing his shortcomings, if he were willing to strive hard, he might not become one of the Nine Great Experts, but there was still hope for him to be a top-level expert.

As Xin Yun pondered, he mounted Yinglong and sped towards the two women. Not far out, the fatty's voice rang out once more. Seemingly clinging to his last straw, the fatty strained to ask, "I want to know, what status do the three of you hold within this academy in terms of strength?"

Hearing the fatty's words, Xin Yun couldn't help frowning. Were it just about himself, he would definitely claim to be very ordinary, very common—he had to be modest. But the fatty's question included Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying. It was precisely the time to build their confidence; he dared not speak recklessly.

After contemplating, Xin Yun turned his head back and, with a thumbs-up, confidently said, "Is that even a question? Not to mention our academy, I can say with certainty that at our age, we three are invincible!"

As he spoke, Xin Yun observed the two girls. Indeed... as Xin Yun spoke, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying; they held their heads higher, their faces glowing with determination and confidence.

While nothing seemed apparent on the surface, Xin Yun knew that the girls had been worried. They started suppressing their feelings even before the ban was lifted. Until now, they had been very concerned, which was not good for their practice. This was a mental barrier, greatly affecting the effectiveness of cultivation.

Thankfully, with today's events, they had finally let go of the burdens weighing on their hearts.

As Xin Yun secretly watched the two girls, unbeknownst to him, behind his back, a dazzling light burst into the fatty's eyes, and an unprecedented determination appeared on his face.

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