Chapter 52

A week passed, and Long Yi dragged his weary body back to the dormitory.

The dual torment from the Dragon Language and the Elf teacher left him in great distress. He clenched his fists, feeling as if even his fists were protesting! He really wanted to fight!

However, if he didn't learn Dragon Language, he couldn't perfectly coordinate with the dragons. As a man who aspired to dominate the skies, Long Yi couldn't tolerate anyone challenging his authority in the air.

Just as he was thinking, he encountered Ailin on the way.

Since Long Yi started focusing on his Dragon Language studies, Ailin had been very considerate, creating a quiet study space for him. Her appearance today must mean something was up.

"Brother Long, I've decided to advance too!" Ailin said loudly.

"Great!" Long Yi smiled and nodded, pleased. He knew Ailin was a genius. If it came to talent, she was on par with Long Yi, or even possibly better.

"But, my combat skills are completely inadequate. The Dean's order states that I must pass the practical combat exam in a week. I originally wanted the instructor to give me special training, but he said my current fighting style is too influenced by you, and he wants me to learn from you... I didn't want to bother you... but... I also want to advance... I also want to be with you..."

By the end of her speech, Ailin's voice had become so soft that Long Yi could barely hear her.

Looking at Ailin's expression, Long Yi couldn't help but smile in understanding. They were both in the same boat.

"Come on, let's go to the training ground, I'll teach you," Long Yi said with a smile.

"Then, what about your Dragon Language..."

"It's fine, we can balance work and rest. Besides, you can help me review Dragon Language."

Long Yi's combat philosophy was very advanced, derived from the distilled wisdom of countless fighters. It was the simplest and most effective combat technique, aiming to knock down the opponent with the shortest time and maximum power in every punch and kick. Even Long Yi's instructor envied this combat technique. For a mage-warrior like Ailin, a good combat technique was even more important than magic, as her spells needed to hit the opponent to take effect.

Ailin applied for a private training ground, and Long Yi finally freed his mind. He first demonstrated all the techniques he knew, then taught Ailin how to generate power step by step. Ailin's body was very flexible. When Long Yi learned combat as a child, he suffered greatly from stretching, but Ailin could easily kick her leg over her head.

Long Yi supported Ailin from behind, one hand on her waist and the other on her calf, helping her understand the correct way to generate power. This was how his combat instructor had taught him, and now Long Yi was passing it on. He knew that having a teacher in combat could save a lot of trouble.

However, Ailin was somewhat distracted. Long Yi's large hand on her waist, the warmth it brought, made her very comfortable. She even felt that if she could curl up in Long Yi's arms, it would be even more comfortable.

Ah, what am I thinking! How embarrassing!

Long Yi wasn't a fool; he could see Ailin's behavior. He was puzzled. He was sure he wasn't a heartthrob. Elsa and he had grown up together, so it was understandable. But the Elf teacher, Ailin, and even the fairy dragon who slept all day, all acted this way.

Could it be that eating his flesh could grant immortality?

Long Yi began to suspect.

However, now wasn't the time to think about these things. He cleared his throat, and Ailin immediately snapped back to focus on her movements.

When Long Yi finished teaching all the techniques, he felt like crying with joy.

What is a genius?

This is a genius!

Those intricate power generation techniques, seemingly simple but actually very difficult details, Ailin basically memorized after practicing just a dozen times!

In the future, if anyone calls me a genius, I'll get angry!

Ailin's learning speed was astonishing. Long Yi occasionally pointed out mistakes while holding a book, and soon he had nothing to do.

In the meantime, Ailin constantly corrected Long Yi's pronunciation errors.

At this moment, Long Yi realized that his learning speed with Ailin far exceeded that with the Elf teacher. Could it be because he was too nervous with the Elf teacher?

So, the next day, Long Yi decisively bid farewell to the Elf teacher and quickly fled under her resentful gaze.

Back in the dormitory, where he was alone, Bajie was sleeping on Ailin's bed, the fairy dragon on his head, and the Shadow Dragon on Long Yi's pillow.

"Xiao You, come here."

Long Yi waved, and the Shadow Dragon flew over and landed on his shoulder.

As soon as it landed, the Shadow Dragon rubbed against Long Yi's face like a kitten.

"Comfortable?"

Long Yi asked.

Immediately, a clear confirmation came from the Shadow Dragon.

"What kind of comfort?" Long Yi asked again. "Okay, you can't speak yet, don't rush to express it."

Long Yi was now certain that being around him made some people or creatures feel comfortable. However, Bajie, who had been with him for so long, had never described such a feeling. Could it be because Bajie wasn't from this plane? This seemed to explain it.

But, what was the reason? Should he find someone who could speak to ask? Ailin definitely wouldn't do, and he couldn't just hug the Elf teacher and ask if it was comfortable.

Joking, what if he got overpowered? His purity was for Elsa!

Ailin mastered the techniques in just two days. The rest was practical combat. Ailin wasn't good at fighting; she had always thought she was a mage and focused on spellcasting.

Fortunately, a genius is a genius, and she had an invincible combat instructor.

When Ailin fought for the first time, she instinctively copied Long Yi's combat style, and that time, the thirty second-year Army Department students were almost scared to death.

Now, when Ailin truly fought with Long Yi, she finally realized what a true combat expert was.

No matter how you attacked, the opponent could accurately dodge or defend. No matter how you defended, the opponent could find your weak spots.

Long Yi didn't use Dragon Aura and suppressed his strength, while Ailin gave her all in every match. Whenever Ailin got tired, they would stop and review Dragon Language.

A week passed.

On this day, the exam day finally arrived.

Long Yi walked into the exam room with trepidation and saw the specially arranged examiners.

Three people, two of whom he didn't know, and the one in the middle was the Elf.

Looking at her resentful expression, would she do everything to keep him in the first year?

Nervously, Long Yi performed poorly. His pronunciation was inaccurate, and his speech was incoherent.

When the half-hour exam ended, Long Yi felt drenched in sweat.

Joking, the Elf teacher's gaze was like she wanted to eat him, too scary! Who could perform normally? Oh God, is my flesh really immortal?

Just as he was thinking, the Elf teacher stood up, her mouth slightly open.

"Pass."

Huh?

Is this cheating?

It must be cheating! This must be using power for personal gain!

Looking at the Elf's expression, Long Yi silently screamed in his heart. His own performance wasn't satisfactory, how could he pass? Could such pronunciation release Aura techniques?

The Elf looked smug, while the other two teachers looked bewildered, as if they knew nothing.

Long Yi was full of doubts, but when he left the classroom, two angry shouts suddenly came from inside. Tutor Yavini! You actually hypnotized your fellow examiner to help your student cheat! You! This behavior... behavior... is... is... really... really... too good... too good... too right...

The angry shouts turned into murmurs, clearly someone was hypnotized again.

Long Yi felt sweat on his forehead. Elves were indeed the hardest creatures to communicate with. In such a situation, she still dared to cheat for her student, even hypnotizing fellow examiners. Faced with such a teacher, Long Yi only wanted to say one thing.

Please be my examiner.

No way!

Absolutely don't get involved with them! Absolutely not! Elves' brains are abnormal! Their brains are pure water, or maybe hard, dry lumps? Hard to communicate!

With various strange feelings, Long Yi left the exam room. In the first-year training ground, Ailin's exam should be starting soon. Long Yi hurried over, but on the way, he met Wesley.

"Brother Long!"

Wesley greeted him, but his mood didn't seem good.

"Brother, are you having diarrhea?"

Long Yi asked.

"Haha, how could that be."

Wesley laughed dryly, his smile forced.

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

Long Yi put an arm around Wesley's shoulder and asked with a smile.

Wesley paused, sighed, and then slowly spoke.

Wesley was planning to drop out. He was just on his way to submit his resignation to the principal. Wesley came from a famous business family and also had a noble title. However, this noble title wasn't very prestigious. The family always hoped that an outstanding person would stand out, become a Dragon Knight, and bring glory to the family. Wesley was one of them.

However, whether due to bloodline or other reasons, Wesley was more skilled in intelligence analysis and business operations than in combat. At first, Wesley didn't feel anything was wrong. But after coming to the Dragon Knight Academy and seeing one genius after another, he truly realized how insignificant he was.

While he was still struggling with the basics, Long Yi had already defeated the entire second year. Not only Long Yi, but in the first year, Wesley didn't even rank. Wesley couldn't say he didn't work hard, but the harder he worked, the more he realized he couldn't keep up with everyone else.

He knew that becoming a Dragon Knight didn't mean success, as the empire had many Dragon Knights. Not everyone could earn military merit and bring glory to themselves and their families. Someone like Wesley, with no combat talent, and a dragon with no combat talent, would likely become a laughingstock on the battlefield.

Actually, with Wesley's intelligence, he had long foreseen this. So, he had noticed Long Yi's strength from the beginning and hoped to work with him, using Long Yi's strength to help himself.

But he didn't expect Long Yi to be so strong that he couldn't rely on his strength at all.

However, fortunately, Wesley was prepared. He decided to drop out and return to his family. He would get some money from his father and start his own business elsewhere.

Wesley listened quietly, thought for a moment, and then scratched his head.

"I'm not good at persuading people, so let's watch Ailin's fight first, and then I'll try to persuade you, okay?"

Long Yi asked.

Wesley couldn't help but smile bitterly. Long Yi was really straightforward. If you want to persuade me, don't say it outright. A little gentle persuasion might have made him stay. But now, no matter what Long Yi said, it felt awkward!

Thinking this, he could only say, "Okay."

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