Chapter 20

The strange man did not affect Long Yi's good mood. The shop that Wesley had taken them to last time still had ample and affordable goods, with authentic flavors. After a hearty meal, Long Yi packed a large bag for Bajie, then carried the bag and swayed back to the dormitory.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he saw that the door had been smashed, and Ailin stood amidst the mess, looking bewildered. He must have just returned as well, but Bajie was nowhere to be found. The air was filled with a strange fragrance.

At that moment, Wesley panted and ran over.

"Boss, Ailin, are you both okay? I heard that a few second-year students came to your dormitory."

Wesley approached and, seeing the dilapidated surroundings, realized that Long Yi and Ailin had just returned and didn't know what had happened. He suddenly sniffed the air, paused, frowned, and then exclaimed in shock, "Boss, this is the smell of burning dragon mint! When dragons smell this, they lose all their defenses and blindly follow others!"

Wesley's exclamation made the honest Long Yi's face finally change.

"Let's go to the second year right away, or it will be too late." Long Yi rushed out of the dormitory.

"Don't worry, Brother Long. No one in the academy would dare harm a dragon, unless they want to die," Wesley explained hurriedly.

"I'm not worried about Bajie; I'm worried about them!" Long Yi said, emphasizing each word, "That dragon isn't always so good-tempered. If we're too late, they'll really be in trouble!"

The few second-year students who had seen Long Yi's strength thought they couldn't beat him, but they could still make his life miserable. By using dragon mint to incapacitate Bajie and hiding him, they were sure Long Yi would come to apologize.

This kind of incident had happened more than once, and the academy never intervened. Dean Xue believed that if a dragon knight couldn't even keep track of their dragon, they didn't deserve to be a dragon knight.

So, every year, many similar incidents occurred. Either the dragon was found, or the student had to admit defeat.

The five students who planned this thought it through clearly. The plan went smoothly, and Bajie was hidden in the second-year weapons storage. A student with a burning dragon mint incense stick stood next to Bajie, looking at his dazed eyes and feeling secretly smug.

"It's just a stupid, fat earth dragon. So what if it can breathe fire? Do you think you can catch up with the dragons in the sky?"

The student knew Bajie couldn't hear him; he was just talking to himself.

After a while, the student got bored. He held the dragon mint incense close to Bajie, waved it in front of his nose to ensure he wouldn't wake up, and then suddenly kicked Bajie's round belly.

Bang!

One kick, and Bajie didn't budge. The student was pushed back a few steps by the thick layer of fat.

"Just a stupid, fat dragon, and you dare to resist?"

The student kicked Bajie's belly, legs, and even stomped on his tail several times.

Whoosh—

A strange, muffled sound came from Bajie's body. The student paused, but Bajie didn't move. Was it just an illusion?

Whoosh—

This time, a clear muffled sound came from Bajie's body, like—

"Dragon breath!"

The student was shocked, his entire body filled with dragon aura as he rushed to the side.

Boom!

A powerful dragon breath spewed from Bajie's mouth.

At that moment, Long Yi, Ailin, and Wesley arrived at the front of the second-year area. It was nap time, and there were few people around, but Long Yi encountered an acquaintance.

Tang Ze.

As soon as Tang Ze saw Long Yi, he remembered their previous agreement. He was just curious why Long Yi had come so early.

"Boss, this is the strongest second-year student and the leader of the second year, Tang Ze," Wesley whispered to Long Yi.

"Kid—"

Tang Ze was about to speak, but Long Yi interrupted, "Where is my dragon?"

Tang Ze was taken aback. Dragon knights and their dragons have a very close connection through the dragon soul contract, which allows them to find their lost dragons. Long Yi's dragon was lost? Tang Ze didn't know about it, but since Long Yi asked, someone from the second year must have done something.

"I don't know."

Tang Ze answered honestly.

"Why, are you so afraid to fight us? You agreed to a fight, and then you steal the dragon first," Wesley, known for his sharp tongue, seized the opportunity. On the way, Long Yi had told him about the fight he had arranged with a second-year student, and Wesley remembered it.

Tang Ze frowned. He didn't know about this. As the strongest second-year student, he had his pride and would never do such a thing.

"Wesley, it wasn't him," Long Yi said, looking at Tang Ze's expression. He knew Tang Ze was confident in his strength and wouldn't resort to underhanded tactics.

Tang Ze looked at Long Yi and nodded inwardly. This big guy wasn't someone who would make trouble without reason. Although he had caused a commotion in the second year, after a thorough investigation, it turned out the second year had provoked him first. If someone could bully others, no one would say anything, but if they were bullied back, they could only blame their own lack of strength.

Tang Ze stepped forward and nodded at Long Yi, "You can rest assured. I guarantee your dragon will not be harmed. I'll have them release your dragon right away. If it affects the duel, we can reschedule for tomorrow."

He had a military style.

This was Long Yi's evaluation of Tang Ze, which was essentially an acknowledgment of his opponent.

"About my dragon, I'm not worried. Actually, I'm worried about your people," Long Yi said, and almost simultaneously, the dragon soul contract's感应 made him smile.

"Alright, looks like it's too late."

Boom!!

A violent explosion tore open a corner of the second-year storage, and a disheveled figure rushed out toward Tang Ze. Inside the storage, dragon roars and dragon breath explosions continued.

"Big, Big Brother!"

Seeing Tang Ze standing with Long Yi, the student with a large burn on his arm was confused.

"Leave this place, we'll talk later."

The student's face was pale, feeling like a thief caught in the act. He was also puzzled. The smell of burning dragon mint should have made any dragon lose consciousness. How did that fat dragon wake up?

He left with his head down, and Tang Ze frowned, unsure what to say.

At that moment, Long Yi suddenly shouted, "Fat dragon, come out!"

Roar!

Boom!

The storage door was torn apart by the explosion, and a fat figure emerged in flames—it was Bajie.

Bajie rushed out, looked around, and finally saw Long Yi. He took a step, but then turned back and took a deep breath.

Roar!

A scorching dragon breath spewed out, and the entire storage was engulfed in flames. Then, Bajie swaggered over.

Tang Ze's face turned ashen, feeling utterly humiliated. If the fat dragon had been captured and lost, it would have been one thing, but before they even started looking, the dragon burned down the storage!

The fire alarmed the second-year teachers and students. Water spells were cast, and the flames were temporarily extinguished, but when the water stopped, the flames spread again.

Is this dragon breath?

Everyone began to speculate.

In the crowd, five people felt as if they were being watched, as if everyone's comments were about them.

Long Yi looked at the crowd and then at Tang Ze's ashen face, his honest face reappeared.

"Tang Ze, the duel will continue this afternoon. Also, I hope to see the culprits when I come this afternoon. Since they dared to steal the dragon, they must be prepared to get beaten. Oh, and I'll notify the doctors, especially the orthopedic doctors, to be ready. Anyone who dares to attack me will have their claws broken."

After saying this, Long Yi swaggered away, saying as he walked, "I told you dragon mint would get you into trouble. You didn't believe me, did you? What, still不服?"

Bang!

Long Yi punched Bajie's belly, and Bajie immediately clutched his stomach and made a pitiful sound. But it was clearly a joke; even if Long Yi used force, it wouldn't hurt Bajie. Dragons have an innate, unparalleled defense.

On the way back, Long Yi remained silent. Wesley thought he was preparing for the duel.

"Brother, you don't need to worry too much. Although Tang Ze is strong and knows a few combat techniques, he's still far from your sixth-level aura."

Wesley said.

"Oh, ah? What did you say? Oh, the duel? I wasn't thinking about that."

Long Yi said, as if waking up. Then he turned to Ailin, "Ailin, how's the commercial value of that toothbrush? How much can it be worth?"

Ailin was taken aback, then blushed slightly and said softly, "Brother Long, I wanted to tell you. That toothbrush looked novel, and I had never seen one before, but when it comes to making money... I'm not good at it."

Long Yi almost spat blood!

This is unfair! When others transmigrated, they could use a glass bottle to get a hundred acres of land, and the first person they met was a business tycoon. Anything they invented would sell out.

But why is it different for me? Not only was I abandoned by my parents, but I didn't get the dragon language. The only person interested in my gadgets isn't good at business?

Am I even a transmigrant? Did I choose the wrong difficulty level when I transmigrated?

While Long Yi was pondering, Wesley suddenly raised his hand.

"Brother Long, Brother Long!"

"What?" Long Yi looked at Wesley.

"I'm good at business!"

Slap!

A large hand slapped Wesley's shoulder, and a honest face loomed in Wesley's eyes.

"Brother, I'm counting on you!"

The ups and downs of life were too intense, and for a moment, Long Yi was speechless.

When Wesley saw the toothbrush Long Yi made, he immediately had the same thought as Ailin: this thing would definitely sell. However, it needed to be made more finely.

Long Yi was clearly not a skilled craftsman. His toothbrush was functional but not aesthetically pleasing.

But this didn't bother Wesley. In just a few minutes, he formulated several plans and refined the most feasible ones.

When Wesley explained his plans, even Long Yi was stunned. This kid might not be good at fighting, but his mind was top-notch!

A talent!

First, sell to humans, then dwarves, elves, and finally dragons. Just imagining a group of dragons brushing their teeth in the morning was exhilarating!

Of course, Long Yi didn't need to worry about this. He explained the brush-making techniques, copied a bunch of design diagrams from memory, and handed everything to Wesley. He had a date to keep.

After the fire, Tang Ze conducted an investigation and quickly found the culprits and their four accomplices.

On the training ground, the five stood behind Tang Ze, their faces filled with anger and disdain. But they were helpless. When Tang Ze told the instructor about Long Yi's demands, the instructor immediately told the five that if they could defeat Long Yi, the fire incident would be dropped, but if they lost, they would bear all the losses!

To be honest, if it was just about money, any of the five could handle it. But they couldn't afford the embarrassment!

They had to win!

Then, as everyone waited, Long Yi appeared.

With him was a medical team of ten doctors.

All orthopedic specialists!

Tang Ze's eyes narrowed. This Long Yi not only said it, but he actually did it! He really brought a team of orthopedic doctors! This was a complete disregard for the opponent!

"Hey! Are you the five?"

The honest Long Yi scanned the five angry faces and said slowly, "Alright, have the doctors prepare the medical equipment. Soon, these five will be on stretchers."

"Students should spar, but stop when the point is made!"

The second-year instructor coldly said this and walked away.

At that moment, one of the five raised his hand, and five young flying dragons flew over. The five mounted the dragons and drew their dragon-slaying swords from the saddles.

"Long Yi! Die!"

The five dragon-slaying swords aimed at Long Yi and slashed down in unison!