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“Principal Sun, it is only a public test, is it necessary to be so ruthless?” Han Wen said with dissatisfaction.

“You saw it yourself; it was unavoidable during the fight. After all, if the Violent Blood Shark Dragon didn’t bite, the Ying Mountain Dragon might not have lost its combat capabilities, and it might even have been able to counterattack, inflicting a fatal injury on the Violent Blood Shark Dragon,” Sun Chong had his excuses ready.

“I will inform the Great Instructor about this matter, and I hope that when you face the Great Instructor, you use the same tone and sophistry to convince him,” Han Wen snorted coldly, feeling a touch of disgust towards Sun Chong.

Sun Chong turned a deaf ear.

In fact, killing just one dragon was already a kindness.

Sun Chong wanted to push Duan Changqing into complete despair.

…

Duan Changqing helped Fei Song off the field.

The death of his Main Dragon had caused Fei Song to faint from the pain, the trauma to the soul far more agonizing than physical harm.

Once off the field and after resting for quite some time, Fei Song slowly opened his eyes.

Compared to the beginning, his arrogance had vanished completely. His eyes, now void of spirit, seemed dull and lifeless.

Duan Changqing wanted to comfort him but found himself at a loss for words for the moment.

He, too, was seething with anger.

If Sun Chong had directed all his hatred towards Duan Changqing himself, he would not have felt the slightest resentment. However, Sun Chong’s target was these innocent students!

This was intolerable!!

“I will not let Sun Chong that beast off the hook, but I’ll leave this student Zeng Liang to you, Zhu Minglang.” Taking a deep breath, the usually benevolent and gentle Duan Changqing also showed a flash of malice!

Even Buddha shows wrath three times, let alone a man of flesh and blood.

Not just once, Duan Changqing had explained to Sun Chong that he didn’t intend to compete for the quota deliberately, nor did he scorn it—it was only because he fell into the Void Vortex and ended up in Li Chuan Place, yet found no way back.

But in Sun Chong’s heart, the seed of hatred had already been planted, and even after decades, it grew into a towering tree.

Originally, Duan Changqing thought that, from the other person’s perspective, having a grudge was understandable… and he could empathize…

But now it seemed that whether or not he was caught in the vortex, Sun Chong’s jealousy and resentment towards him would not have diminished!

His heart had become twisted.

Such a person was no longer worthy of his consideration or courtesy!

“Minor situations, akin to nose hairs, whirl up into storm-like killing sprees. Scum always shows its pathological state. When dealing with such people, I, Zhu Minglang, have never been soft-hearted!” Zhu Minglang declared.

Stepping onto the grand arena, Zhu Minglang’s gaze fixed on Zeng Liang.

Zhu Minglang had already heard the details about the feud between Sun Chong and Duan Changqing from Duan Lan that day.

It was nothing more than jealousy.

If Yang is born, why also Ming?

What others disdain is precisely what you covet most.

Once they achieve a high position in life, they engage in relentless revenge to wipe away past shames!

Seeing Zeng Liang’s frivolous and smug face, Zhu Minglang suddenly realized that Sun Chong and Zeng Liang were truly like father and son in character.

He remembered the time on the beach when, merely because Lu Fang had initiated a conversation with him, Zeng Liang flew into a rage out of embarrassment…

So narrow-minded it was almost sickening!

“I thought a minor character like you would be too scared to even set foot on the field,” Zeng Liang said, still with that arrogant expression, but his eyes betrayed a distinct disgust he couldn’t quite mask.

He despised Zhu Minglang immensely.

He couldn’t even understand why Lu Fang would take the initiative to be kind to him. Was it because he was indeed handsome and extraordinary, or was it because of that impure-blooded Young Dragon?

No matter the reason, he detested such people profusely.

A decorative pillow.

Once he trampled him into the dirty blood and mud, both his handsome appearance and the possession of a hybrid Holy Dragon would become laughable and pitiable!

“Violent Blood Shark Dragon, Yellow Sand Dragon, is this what you call your true strength?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“If you’re scared, go ahead and kowtow to me now. I can show you mercy. After all, you saw what happened to your companion,” Zeng Liang suddenly chuckled, making a demand he considered quite reasonable.

“With your kind of character, you’re actually more suited for reincarnation, to relearn how to be a person. Sadly, unlike you, someone who is extremely cruel to others over trivial matters, I’ve learned manners and kindness. I’m different from you, so an eye for an eye will do,” Zhu Minglang responded.

“Hmph, are you preaching to me? I’ll see if you can still preach after I’ve slaughtered your dragon!” Zeng Liang said coldly.

“By the way, which dragon do you prefer, the Violent Blood Shark Dragon or the Yellow Sand Dragon?” Zhu Minglang asked.

Zeng Liang frowned.

Talking to this guy felt like casting pearls before swine; did he not realize what he really was?

Nevertheless, Zeng Liang couldn’t help but glance at the Yellow Sand Dragon inadvertently.

Naturally, it was the Yellow Sand Dragon that suited the status of a noble Dragon Shepherd like himself.

“Yellow Sand Dragon, I understand,” Zhu Minglang said, having gleaned this information from Zeng Liang’s micro-expression.

Having said that, Zhu Minglang slowly raised his right hand, and in the palm, a strong azure light blossomed, dazzling and overwhelming the specially colored sunshine.

The brilliance intertwined, and an Azure Dragon emerged from the radiance. It had a pair of broad and graceful wings, and four colorful tails.

Even more proudly, from its dragon crest down to its neck, it had phoenix-like whiskers, reminiscent of a Kasaya. These whiskers fluttered and danced, immensely sacred, and, combined with the Green Phoenix Feathers covering its body, lent an air of extraordinary transcendence!!

As the dragon appeared, countless students in the grand stadium’s stands gasped in amazement.

The Phenomenon of Sacred Dragon, which flowed naturally over every inch of the Green Saint Dragon’s feathered scales without any deliberate display, made the dragon radiate an authority and presence so strong that it gave off an immense oppressive force even though it was still in its growth phase!

“It’s that Green Saint Dragon… it’s in its growing period now!” Lu Fang exclaimed in utter surprise.

Initially, Lu Fang too thought Zhu Minglang’s Young Dragon was of an impure lineage.

After all, Holy Dragons are fairly rare, and typically only those renowned and noble Dragon Shepherds have the means to rear young Holy Dragons.

However, the purity of the bloodline becomes more apparent with each stage of growth.

The opponent’s Young Dragon had reached its growth period, and not only did it retain the characteristics of a purebred Holy Dragon, but it seemed to have an even more noble lineage, making its aura stronger than that of an ordinary Holy Dragon!!

“A Hybrid Dragon is a Hybrid Dragon. How could a true Holy Dragon have neck whiskers? It turns out it’s not just your appearance that’s decorative, but your dragon too!” Zeng Liang said with utter contempt.