X-Dragon Era-Chapter 374 - s 277-279 Strong Xin Yun_5

Under the scrutiny of all the spectators, as today’s protagonist, Ming Xuan stepped into the arena first. With everyone watching, Ming Xuan’s face was serious, his brows tightly knit, looking lost and helpless. Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly started whispering, "Are you just realizing you’re afraid now? Isn’t it a bit too late?"

Under the gaze of thousands, Ming Xuan arrived at his seat with furrowed brows, sat down, and closed his eyes in deep thought. Witnessing this, a young man clad in a crimson robe on the opposite stand couldn’t help but laugh.

Yes, that was none other than the top student of Red Class One. Originally... he had been quite worried about today’s battle, after all... after yesterday’s events, who could be sure that the once exceedingly frail Ming Xuan wouldn’t suddenly erupt!

But now, seeing Ming Xuan’s defeated, hesitant, utterly unconfident demeanor, his heart immediately settled down. This guy’s heart is already in disarray. In such a state, how could he possibly defeat him!

Looking at Ming Xuan’s pale face, Xin Yun couldn’t help but sigh. Ming Xuan at present seemed like a nouveau riche who suddenly came into a large sum of money. Although he had plenty of money, he had no idea how to spend it. He might have wealth as high as a mountain, but he was, after all, just a nouveau riche, nowhere close to a noble!

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Ming Xuan’s fundamentals were indeed solid, but no matter how solid the fundamentals, they could not replace everything. Ming Xuan still lacked the experience to become a master, he still didn’t quite understand what a battle between masters was really about!

In fact, it wasn’t just Ming Xuan who didn’t understand, people of his age were unlikely to comprehend, unless they were freaks like Po Kong. Most young people didn’t grasp what a true master’s duel entailed.

To the average person, whoever’s attack is more ferocious, whose performance more brutal, who can more easily obliterate the opponent, that person is considered a real master. But in reality, a true master is not the one who swings their fists and bellows until their face is red and neck veins bulge.

Embracing a beauty, savoring fine wine, devising strategies from behind the curtains, securing victory miles away — that is the realm of a true master. The so-called adept warriors have no great feats on display; those who seem fiery on the surface are forever just minor players.

Nobody knew what exactly Ming Xuan was pondering, with brows so deeply furrowed and a focus so intense that he wasn’t even aware when it was time for the match. Seeing the questioning look from the referee, Xin Yun helplessly shook his head and nudged Ming Xuan beside him, whispering, "Alright, let’s not think about anything else for now. End this match first, and then you can think it over slowly afterward. There’s no need to rush this moment."

Nodding knowingly, Ming Xuan slapped his cheeks to refresh his spirits and, after high-fiving Xin Yun, strode towards the exit.

"Screech..." Amidst a clear and melodious dragon’s cry, the Peacock Dragon, with its long and dazzling tail, entered the arena with an elegant posture. Simultaneously, Ming Xuan’s opponent, riding a silver Wind Attribute dragon wolf, landed arrogantly in the arena. The challenge was about to begin!

Competitors, take note. The match... begins!

With the referee’s command, in an instant... the chief piloting the silver dragon wolf made a swift move. With a flutter of its wings, the silver dragon wolf instantly turned into a silver meteor, circling Ming Xuan for a round. When the silver dragon wolf came to a stop again, the situation in the arena had changed drastically.

Looking around, east, south, west, north, in all four directions, a silver dragon wolf appeared. Judging by appearance alone, they were exactly alike, indistinguishable as to which was real and which was fake, even the originally perched Crimson-robed Chief had vanished without a trace...

Seeing this, Ming Xuan fiercely knitted his brows. If possible, he only needed to bring out the Chaos Bell and use the sound waves to detect and immediately understand the opponent’s reality. But doing so would be meaningless.

Furthermore, Xin Yun had once said that before everyone’s graduation, in order to avoid trouble, nobody could use the Four Great Supreme Treasures in public situations. Otherwise, if the Axe Gang made enemies outside later, Xin Yun and the others would definitely be implicated. If that were to happen, could they still study here properly?

In truth, even if Xin Yun hadn’t issued this prohibition, Ming Xuan wouldn’t have used the Chaos Bell. This was an academy challenge; what should be compared were each participant’s own strength and skill. What’s the point of defeating an opponent by relying on an external object?

Ming Xuan quickly scanned his surroundings, extended his right hand, and with his thumb, index, and middle fingers almost pinching together, he then channeled the energy within the Dragon Ball. In a moment... the Peacock Dragon’s huge and gorgeous tail feathers lit up one after another. (To be continued, if you wish to know what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com. More chapters are available there, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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