Chapter 43: Unparalleled Dominance

Hiber summoned a powerful magical beast, the Spineback Dragon. Its fierce and rampant strength instantly knocked down the young Thunderhorn Rhino, shocking everyone present.

"Bigg Low..." Unable to hold back, Cornelia was about to rush to the arena again but was held back once more.

Low had just rolled up from the ground when the giant tail, covered with inverted bone spines, swept over again. Unable to dodge, he could only block it with his spear in front of his chest. Fortunately, the spines were all pointing upwards, so the tail only knocked him aside.

The one holding Cornelia back was Bing Zhiye. He said, "It's not worth getting injured over a small matter, and it's even less worth doing something you'll regret because of recklessness. However, this is just a duel, a duel for their respective honor. In this duel, no one else has the right to say what is right or wrong, as it is a matter between them. Don't worry, a true hero not only has an indomitable spirit but also the courage to admit defeat. Low won't let his life be wasted; he still has his goals and ideals."

"..." Cornelia looked at him, "Perhaps... perhaps you're right." Vien and Yirina hadn't expected Bing Zhiye to say such words, but they didn't argue anymore.

Low got up from the ground again. The Spineback Dragon had already turned around, facing him with its massive mouth.

Hiber, gripping the bone spines on the Spineback Dragon's neck, stood high above and said, "Low, you have no chance of winning. Don't keep纠缠不休, it's meaningless. Although one of us must fall, there's no need to fight to the death, right?"

The foul breath from the Spineback Dragon's mouth, even the pink tongue, was covered with backward-facing flesh spines.

Low knew that with his current strength, he couldn't defeat the Spineback Dragon. However, this duel wasn't about killing the magical beast but defeating the opponent, and he still believed he had a chance.

Just as Hiber was about to persuade him again, he suddenly felt the Spineback Dragon's body tremble. A loud roar followed, and its body tilted to the right as if it were about to fall.

It turned out that the fallen Thunderhorn Rhino had charged again, its sharp horn, accompanied by powerful magic, pierced into the relatively soft abdomen. The summoned guardian was connected to its owner through a special space, and this attack was naturally directed by Low. Hiber, who was talking to Low, didn't notice the Thunderhorn Rhino's attack due to the Spineback Dragon's large size and the noise around them.

Low gritted his teeth and smiled. Taking advantage of Hiber's distraction, he used his spear to push off the ground, leaping several meters and jumping onto the Spineback Dragon's head towards Hiber. Just as he reached Hiber, he felt a sudden emptiness in his heart, standing there in a daze, even the spear in his hand stopped moving.

The Spineback Dragon's long tail swung out from under its body, the white bone spines now covered in blood. The mighty Thunderhorn Rhino had been pierced through by the long bone spines and was still twitching on them, on the verge of death.

This bloody scene shocked everyone, and Hiber was even more horrified. He hadn't ordered the Spineback Dragon to attack; it had acted on its own. Coming to his senses, Hiber suddenly noticed that Low's spear tip was already in front of him, startling him. He turned and struck Low's arm with his hammer.

This blow also snapped Low out of his daze. The Thunderhorn Rhino was one he had caught with Sophina a year ago. Over the past year, it had become his best companion in training. They fought together, played together, and even in the quiet of the night, it accompanied him in his rigorous self-training, encouraging each other to improve. For a knight, a mount was more important than a summon for other professions; it was the most trustworthy friend on the battlefield.

The Spineback Dragon threw the Thunderhorn Rhino to the ground. Its belly seemed very hungry, and it turned to eat the Thunderhorn Rhino. Hiber, of course, knew what a mount meant to a knight, and he tightly gripped the bone spines, shouting at it not to eat. However, the Spineback Dragon was completely out of his control, chewing the Thunderhorn Rhino to pieces, splattering blood everywhere, shocking the crowd.

When Low, who had fallen to the ground, rushed to its mouth, his Thunderhorn Rhino was already reduced to scraps. He suddenly roared like a madman, his eyes filled with bloodshot fury, staring at Hiber.

Hiber was also panicked: "No, I didn't tell it to do that, it... it's out of my control! Stop, stop, you bastard!" Hiber stomped and kicked the Spineback Dragon, but it had no effect.

Low glared at the Spineback Dragon, which had turned his guardian into a delicacy: "Ah!! I'll kill you!" In his rage, he threw the heavy spear, which pierced the Spineback Dragon's mouth and stabbed through its soft tongue.

The pain made the Spineback Dragon go wild. Already out of control, it became even more ferocious, roaring and charging around, trying to bite anything that moved.

"Quick, get away from here..."

"Ah!!"

The students were terrified and ran away, staying far from the dangerous area.

Vien shouted, "Low, run! Don't fight anymore, it's out of control!"

Low wasn't a reckless person. Seeing the Spineback Dragon go berserk, he managed to dodge its attacks, despite its speed and large size, and ran towards the edge of the arena.

Hiber, on the Spineback Dragon's back, was jolted so much he could barely stand. He tried to recall the Spineback Dragon several times but failed; it refused to obey his command. Frustrated, Hiber could only raise his hammer and strike it.

At this point, only eight people remained at the edge of the arena: Ursula, Celt, Bimoye, Bing Zhiye, and the three who were urging Bing Zhiye and Low to escape, including Vien, and one more person...

The Spineback Dragon shook left and right, throwing the annoying person off its back, and chased after Low, trying to eat him. Just as it seemed Low couldn't escape, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Spineback Dragon.

The people around hadn't run too far and stopped when they heard the commotion, turning to look. They saw a person standing in front of the Spineback Dragon, one hand pressing against its mouth, unmoving, while the Spineback Dragon's four feet struggled to move forward but couldn't budge an inch, only grinding against the floor.

Low stumbled to Vien, spitting out blood, and was supported by them. Looking back, he saw the fat, flabby man in the middle of the arena and was shocked.

The man, with one hand blocking the Spineback Dragon, slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and then slowly put the pack back and took out a match. He lit it with one hand and lit the cigarette. After taking a puff, he looked at Hiber, who was lying on the ground, and said, "Hurry, get away from here."

Hiber was terrified, stunned for a moment before saying, "Yes... yes, Teacher Haber."

The man blocking the Spineback Dragon was the chief examiner of the entrance exam, known as the "man who sits in the same chair as the devil," Teacher Dewi Haber!

The Spineback Dragon roared wildly, trying to break free from his hand, but the massive lizard head couldn't move an inch.

"Warrior!" Bing Zhiye frowned, a thought flashing in his mind: "Don't let your opponent be a true warrior!"

The silence was so profound that even the chirping of crickets could be heard. After finishing his cigarette, Haber flicked the butt into the Spineback Dragon's mouth and looked at the remaining people, saying, "Aren't you going to leave? Better go far away, I don't want to hurt you."

"Yes." Vien, Cornelia, and the others, recovering from their shock, quickly took Low and Bing Zhiye and ran far away. Bimoye and the others also left.

At this moment, Haber turned his head and looked at the large lizard with lifeless eyes: "This damage to the arena will be hard to compensate for." The air suddenly tightened!

"Ah!!" Students dozens of meters away clutched their heads and screamed in pain, feeling a powerful, invisible pressure squeezing their bodies and bones. The Spineback Dragon in the middle of the arena roared wildly, its eyes bulging as if they would burst. Haber, however, stood there as if nothing was happening.

The students' pain intensified, and they fell to the ground, rolling and crying, feeling as if their heads were being crushed. Low, who was injured, felt as if he was suffocating. Even Ursula and Celt clutched their heads and knelt on the ground.

"This guy..." Bimoye glanced at Bing Zhiye; they were the only two still standing.

Several weaker students had already fainted, and those who hadn't were in a daze, their minds blank. Some couldn't take it and started bleeding from the nose.

"So... so terrifying power! Is... is this the power of a berserker warrior?" Celt struggled to stay upright, concentrating hard to remain conscious. The scene in the arena shocked him even more.

Haber was clearly not using his full strength; in fact, it didn't even seem like he was exerting himself. Yet, the Spineback Dragon's eyes were bulging, and its tongue was twisting. More terrifyingly, the fine weapons and armor around them were warping and deforming, as if they were living things in "pain."

Haber's small, round eyes suddenly narrowed, and the space in the arena trembled. A series of "cracking" sounds echoed. The Spineback Dragon, which had been tense, collapsed like a pile of dead meat, and soon blood began to flow from its orifices.

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