Chapter 18

In the training ground, two layers of sixth-level dragon aura exploded, immediately pressing the nearby students, making them feel uncomfortable all over and hastily retreating. This was the moment to show one's strength. The fat boy stood at the very front, squinting his eyes, with his fatty body swaying like the surface of water under the influence of the aura. Behind him was the thin boy, wearing loose clothes, swaying like a large flag in the air. Following them were students of various levels of aura.

And the weakest of them all, Ailin, stood beside the fat boy. The reason was simple: the pure dragon aura had no effect on him at all.

What good is this talent?

Ailin looked at the two people in front of him, who were recklessly releasing dragon aura, feeling utterly helpless.

I wish I could release some dragon aura too!

Everyone had different thoughts, but they had no impact on the two people in front. As soon as they got into position, the instructor immediately sensed that Longyi's aura was extraordinary. This time, Longyi did not stand loosely as he did when fighting the second-year students. Instead, he adopted a truly cautious fighting stance.

His hands were loosely clenched, his right fist close to his cheek, his left fist in front of his body, his feet spread apart, his knees slightly bent, and his body swaying rhythmically.

A flawless posture! A fighting stance he had never seen before!

The instructor thought carefully but could not think of any school of fighting that had such a stance.

However, is your stance really flawless? Or is it just a facade?

Without saying a word, the instructor kicked sideways. Longyi did not dodge but suddenly turned, his back leg lashing out like a whip towards the instructor's neck!

Damn!

The instructor's eyes widened. Longyi was tall and had long legs, and this strike was far more powerful than his own side kick. If they clashed directly, he would not only gain no advantage but would also get hurt!

With a cold snort, the instructor changed his move mid-air, his supporting leg suddenly weakening, allowing him to dodge the flying kick. At the same time, he used the momentum from bending his knee to spring towards Longyi, his left fist striking directly at Longyi's waist!

Good!

Longyi couldn't help but exclaim. Few people could dodge his whip kick in such a manner. This move was meant to test the instructor's true strength, and indeed, the instructor was both highly skilled and excellent in handling the situation!

Longyi, who had already turned halfway, met the instructor's punch with a punch of his own. The two fists collided, and taking advantage of the impact, they both struck again.

Bang!

Bang!

The two punches hit almost simultaneously.

Longyi was hit in the abdomen, while the instructor was hit in the chest.

At this moment, the instructor finally confirmed that Longyi was a formidable opponent. He put away all his contempt and, under the sixth-level dragon aura, Longyi was a worthy opponent to fight seriously!

Neither of them spoke, but they retreated two steps in unison, only to charge forward again almost simultaneously!

Auras surged, fists collided, and the onlookers were stunned.

Is this still a first-year level battle? Two people with sixth-level auras, one a freshman and the other a first-year instructor, were exchanging dozens of blows without a clear winner! Watching their every punch and every movement was dizzying!

This is what a real battle looks like! A true battle!

In the crowd, Wesley clenched his fists tightly, his heart pounding. He knew Longyi was strong, but he never knew that Longyi was this strong! To be able to fight the instructor to a draw!

No! Not a draw!

Wesley keenly sensed that the instructor's punches were becoming slower, while Longyi seemed to be getting stronger! Not only was he not slowing down, but his attacks were becoming even more fierce!

I really chose an amazing leader!

Beside the fat boy, Ailin stared at Longyi, his eyes fixed, muttering, "So beautiful, so magnificent."

Without dragon aura, Ailin always wanted to fight like Longyi. He didn't want magic; he yearned to charge into battle! But he had nothing!

The fat boy watched Longyi's battle intently, hoping to learn Longyi's techniques. He aspired to become an expert, and he had never admired anyone as much as he did now, having always been the star of his family.

Yes, admiration.

That was the fat boy's current state of mind, and it was the same for the thin boy.

Regardless of what everyone was thinking, the instructor himself felt extremely frustrated and depressed. He originally thought that by suppressing his dragon aura to the same level as Longyi and then using his rich experience to defeat him, he could earn Longyi's respect and make him more restrained. But he was wrong. Longyi's combat experience was so rich that it was terrifying. The small tricks he had learned from the battlefield were all neutralized by Longyi! Moreover, every time Longyi neutralized a trick, he had a look of appreciation on his face!

You bastard! I'm a battle-hardened warrior! I'm your instructor, do I need you to appreciate me like this?

Especially Longyi's honest face, which made him want to punch him even more. At least show some arrogance that comes with strength!

The two continued to attack each other for half an hour without a break. The instructor increasingly felt his strength waning. Even on the real battlefield, he had never encountered such intense combat. As a true dragon knight, most of his strength came from dragon power, but his dragon had returned to the academy's dragon nest and would not come back until the class was over.

"Brat, you asked for it!"

With a roar, the instructor finally couldn't hold back and unleashed all his dragon aura.

Then, with just one punch, he hit Longyi squarely in the face. As expected, Longyi was blasted away by the eighteenth-level aura, drawing a small arc in the air before landing on the ground like a broken sack.

Seeing Longyi blasted away, the instructor couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. Facing a freshman who had just entered the academy, he not only failed to win under equal dragon aura but also had to use all his aura to knock out his student. This was quite embarrassing.

Just as the instructor was about to say something to ease the tension, the knocked-out Longyi staggered and stood up, though his neck seemed a bit crooked. Longyi grinned, cracked his neck, and then grabbed his head and twisted it back.

Crack! His head was back in place.

After doing this, Longyi moved his head around, checking if it was back in place, and then ran over. The instructor's face turned pale.

Is this guy human? Is he a monster in human skin? I used my eighteenth-level aura! Even though I didn't use full strength, that punch was solid! And this guy just lay on the ground for a few seconds and then popped his head back into place. Are you an undead? Where did you learn such a creepy move?

"Instructor!"

Longyi's expression was still honest, though half his face was a bit bruised.

"Ah! What?"

The instructor tried to calm himself down, silently reminding himself: I'm a dragon knight, I've seen real undead, it's no big deal. I must have just hit him wrong.

"Report, Instructor, I can't beat you! I surrender!"

Longyi's ears were ringing from the blow, and he was a bit dizzy, so he couldn't continue fighting.

"Hmm, knowing when to retreat, that's good."

The instructor praised him with a cold face, not even knowing why he was doing so.

"Thank you, Instructor! Next time, please don't hold back in the practical class!"

Longyi looked at the instructor gratefully, and the instructor was startled by this look. Why did Longyi look at him like he was looking at a chicken leg?

In fact, Longyi felt he had met a good person.

The instructor was very strong. Longyi believed that no one with the same level of dragon aura should be his match, and the instructor could hold out for half an hour without losing, which proved his strength. Although the instructor eventually won by using all his aura, Longyi had no complaints. In his view, the instructor's reasonable demands were tests, and unreasonable demands were trials. The instructor was a group of unreasonable people, and that was right.

After the battle, Longyi was sent to the doctor for a detailed examination. It was initially determined that he had a mild concussion from that punch. However, Longyi didn't care much. He had trained hard since childhood, and with his dragon-like constitution, such injuries would heal overnight.

However, the instructor didn't think so. He directly exempted Longyi from all training and practical classes for the next week, giving him a long break. However, he still had to attend classroom courses like World History, World Literature, Mathematics, Basic Business, World Geography, Basic Mineralogy, Metallurgy, and Forging.

Of course, there was also the dragon language, which Longyi found the most challenging.

In the novels he read in his past life, the main characters seemed to only need to practice. Sometimes, Longyi wondered how those supreme experts who never studied could understand martial arts manuals. Now he finally understood: it wasn't that they didn't study, it was just that the authors didn't write about it.

I knew it, becoming an expert isn't that simple!